The Wheel-Turning Master

"Second Master! I have kidney deficiency."

Lin Bai clenched his fists and mustered up his courage.

"What?" Niu Er's face trembled with surprise.

"Second Master, do you think I want to learn medicine?" Lin Bai risked his life, "If I wasn't sick and didn't dare to tell others, would I learn that bird medical skill every day? I don't want to treat others, I want to treat myself!"

"..." Niu Er looked at Lin Bai meaningfully, and couldn't help laughing: "How old are you? Why are you weak?"

"I was seriously ill a while ago..." Lin Bai didn't want to explain too much, anyway, just blame it on the illness.

"I didn't expect that you look fair, but you are useless inside." Niu Er sighed, as if he had lost hundreds of taels of silver, "It's also your fault that you are not lucky, and you were originally waiting for you with overwhelming wealth!"

Overwhelming wealth? Even if I serve a few ladies, how much money can I get? Is it the empress? Is she surnamed Wu?

"Second Master!" Lin Bai grabbed Niu Er who was about to leave and whispered, "Second Master, please don't spread this matter, otherwise it will be difficult for me to marry in the future."

"Am I the kind of person who doesn't keep a tight lid?" Niu Er replied casually, never looking at Lin Bai again.

Lin Bai went home and continued to practice.

The next day when he went to the market again, Lin Bai County Office and Qinglong Gang really stopped investigating Pei Wuyong's affairs.

However, many people looked at him with strange eyes.

Even Yun Ge'er, who sold crisp pears, didn't come to talk to him about the story of Wang's death due to lust, and gave him a crisp pear without asking for money.

Facts have proved that people who keep a tight lid never say that they keep a tight lid.

Lin Bai only felt that he didn't worry about having too many debts. Previously, it was said that he could turn the wheel, and now it was said that he was sick...

Anyway, his reputation was not good.

"After I get through this period and my strength improves, I won't go back to this sad place of Huaxi County."

Lin Bai didn't wait for the morning market to end, and he went home early.

After noon, there was a knock on the door. It was Mu Zhen.

She brought hot buns and a paper bag of...

"This is wolfberry, you can drink it with water." Mu Zhen said with a slightly disappointed tone, "The buns are stuffed with leeks. I bought wild leeks specially."

Lin Bai could understand her state of mind. She wanted to live with him and must have fantasized about the power of the wheel. But now...

"Don't think too much. Treat the disease if you are sick. You are still young, are you afraid that you can't be cured?" Mu Zhen didn't know whether she was comforting Lin Bai or comforting herself.

"Sister Zhen, those are all rumors. I am not sick..." Lin Bai couldn't pretend to be sick in front of a woman.

"Look at you, you are still stubborn. Take good care of your illness. If you need money to buy medicine, come to me." After Mu Zhen finished speaking, she walked away without waiting for Lin Bai to say anything else.

Lin Bai felt Mu Zhen's warmth and thought, this is also considered to be never leaving, right?

For the next five days, Lin Bai stopped setting up a stall. He had already thought of the reason: he couldn't stand the gossip and was afraid of being watched.

After another five days of hard training, although Wuji Gong had not yet reached the third level, he had made some progress.

That evening, the sky was half red with clouds and fire on the horizon.

Lin Bai put on a wide-brimmed hat and went out for a stroll.

He was not sure whether Elder Tong was playing a trick of being loose on the outside but tight on the inside, or whether he had other plans, but he went out for a stroll anyway.

Huaxi County's North City returned to peace, and Elder Tong seemed to have really left.

The Qinglong Gang took over the industry left by the Axe Gang. The price of the secret door increased from thirty coins to fifty coins. This was the Qinglong Gang's commission, and they took a commission every time they prostituted.

"Middlemen are so disgusting!"

Lin Bai cursed in his heart and walked towards the West City.

This place was only slightly better than the North City. Lin Bai saw a blacksmith shop from a distance.

Iron pots, knives, shovels, and inferior swords were hung next to the shop.

Lin Bai did not go forward, but just observed from a distance.

After a quarter of an hour, after making sure that there was nothing unusual, Lin Bai walked forward.

It was already late at night, and the blacksmith shop was not lit, only the charcoal fire was red.

The blacksmith was a man in his forties, and there was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. The two looked alike, either father and son or uncle and nephew.

"Shopkeeper." Lin Bai pulled his bamboo hat and his voice was very rough.

"Sir, what do you want to buy? Spatulas and hoes, we can make them." The middle-aged blacksmith was shirtless, and his face was full of vicissitudes.

"Knife." Lin Bai's flying knife fell into his hand and handed it over upside down.

"What's your name, sir?" The blacksmith observed the flying knife and asked casually.

"Tian Shuliang." Lin Bai said.

"Uncle Tian, ​​this is not a dagger, but a flying knife?"

He was indeed an old blacksmith. He knew that the tip of the knife was heavy and the handle was light. It must be a flying knife.

"Five, how much?" Lin Bai's voice was very rough, without any emotion.

"The blood trough is a bit troublesome, two taels of silver for a knife." The blacksmith observed the flying knife for a while, returned it to Lin Bai, and then quoted the price.

Lin Bai held his bamboo hat, while keeping an eye on passers-by, and sighed at the high price.

"How long will it take?" Lin Bai asked again.

The blacksmith thought for a while and said, "If the guest is in a hurry, it can be made by this time tomorrow, but..."

This is an opportunity to raise the price.

"This is the deposit, I will come to pick it up tomorrow night." Lin Bai threw out five taels of silver and turned away.

After turning several corners along the way, Lin Bai made sure that no one was following him, and then he returned home.

Another night of hard training, Lin Bai did not go to pick up the knife as promised.

Three days later, Lin Bai went out again in the evening.

Wearing a wide-brimmed bamboo hat, Lin Bai walked around a few times and came to the blacksmith shop again.

From a distance, Lin Bai quietly observed the passers-by.

After a quarter of an hour, Lin Bai circled again and continued to observe and guard.

After confirming that everything was correct, he did not have the terrible feeling of meeting the man in green clothes that day, so Lin Bai stepped forward.

"Sir, you are finally here!" The middle-aged blacksmith saw Lin Bai's familiar wide-brimmed hat and immediately recognized him.

Lin Bai looked at the blacksmith and did not read anything unusual from his expression, so he nodded.

He handed over six taels of silver, and the blacksmith did not weigh it. He just weighed it and smiled, and then hurriedly greeted his junior and took out the five flying knives he had made.

Lin Bai took it in his hand, did not look at it carefully, hid it in his arms, turned around and left.

"Uncle Tian, ​​come again next time!" The blacksmith was happy to see Lin Bai pay the money quickly.

Lin Bai ignored him, pulled his hat again, looked around, and walked into the alley.

"Uncle, do you want to go whoring?" Just after walking a few steps, an old woman in her fifties blocked the way.

"..." When Lin Bai looked at her, he thought of the old procuress that Niu Er had mentioned, and he broke into a cold sweat unconsciously.

"Don't look at me as old, sir. I'm a solicitor. The girls are all very young!" The old woman held a handkerchief and wore a flower on her head, which was really coquettish.

Lin Bai ignored her and continued to walk into the alley.

He visited a few secret doors and pretended to be an old prostitute. After sighing at the high prices, he went back home in many twists and turns.

He was cautious all the way, leaning on his feet to observe the surroundings from time to time, and only returned home when the sky was full of stars.

He pulled the bolt and listened quietly for a while. There was nothing unusual outside.

"Did I fight wits and courage with the air?"

Lin Bai was speechless. After thinking about it, it was normal. No matter how well Elder Tong could mobilize the black and white, he couldn't make Huaxi County leak-proof.

Unless it was a god... Are there immortal gods in this world?

Lin Bai suddenly realized that he had been buried in Huaxi County, only focusing on improving his strength, and never looked up to see higher.

There are many legends of immortals in this world, and occasionally they come out to enlighten the world, but no one around has ever seen them with their own eyes.

"Is my stone plate some kind of artifact?"

Lin Bai was stunned for a while, but he got nothing, so he could only continue to practice Wuji Gong.

The next morning, Lin Bai had just washed his face when he heard a knock on the door.

The knock was very light, and Lin Bai knew who it was through the door, but he couldn't think of...

"What?" Lin Bai opened the door and frowned.

Zhong Xiuxiu still had a bun on her head, carrying a medicine basket on her back, looking up, with big dark eyes, and asked: "Are you going to pick herbs?"

Do you think I'm a partner in picking herbs?

Lin Bai pondered and hesitated, fearing that he would meet Elder Tong again.

"Are you going? I won't say you're stupid this time."

Zhong Xiuxiu twisted her hands together, and there was both expectation and fear in her big eyes.