Mr. Gu slowly opened his eyes from the bed, and heard a soft call from beside him.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu..."

Mr. Gu turned his head and saw Wang Shan and several doctors standing beside the bed, as well as Li Pingan, who looked guilty.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke.

"Shopkeeper Wang, let them all go out."

After that, he said again.

"Mr. Li, stay..."

Li Ping'an was full of apologies, holding the broken plate in his hand, and could only smile awkwardly.

Before he could speak, Mr. Gu said: "It's Mr. Gu who was abrupt. Mr. Gu has an extraordinary personality..."

Mr. Gu hesitated for a moment and swallowed the second half of the sentence without saying it.

In the future, you must learn to keep your mouth shut and don't tell people's fortunes easily.

Shopkeeper Wang on the side looked at Li Pingan with complicated eyes and swallowed unconsciously.

Li Ping'an didn't know what to say at this moment, so he took out a prepared piece of rice paper from his arms.

"This is the music score of Erquan Yingyue. I gave it to Mr. Gu. I hope Mr. Gu can recover soon."

Then Li Ping'an gave a few more instructions and left with Alia looking curious.

Learn a lesson from this incident.

From now on, you can no longer easily find someone to tell your fortune.

............

Let us say that after Li Ping'an left, Mr. Gu stayed at Wang's house for three days to recuperate.

Seeing the flowers blooming and falling outside the window gives me a different feeling.

Feeling that his body had recovered a little, he said goodbye to Wang Shan and prepared to leave.

"After having been harassed for many days, Gu is ready to say goodbye and go back to the mountain gate to practice in seclusion."

Wang Shan advised: "Mr. Gu has not recovered from his injury. It is better to stay in a humble house for a longer time. Traveling all the way and being exposed to wind and sun may be detrimental to his health."

Although Wang Shan tried his best to dissuade him, Mr. Gu had already decided to leave.

Helpless, Wang Shan could only prepare everything for Mr. Gu.

The four black-coned horses are all good riders.

The interior of the carriage is also very particular, and even matching soft cushions were made, which are thick and soft.

It is very comfortable whether lying or sitting.

Before leaving, Wang Shan led the Wang family to see him off in person.

Walk ten miles away from the city gate.

"Mr. Gu, I don't know when we will see you again. I'm sorry I can't see you off for too long."

Wang Shan bowed his hands and said goodbye.

After a moment, a long voice came from inside the carriage.

“If you don’t plan for the overall situation, you can’t plan for a corner; if you don’t plan for the whole life, you can’t plan for a moment.

In troubled times, if you want to play this game of chess well, you must make a plan that is useful and effective.

Although Shopkeeper Wang is a merchant, since ancient times, politics and business have not been separated.

Strategy means wanting to do something but being ashamed of it, seeking both personal gain and merit.

You have to be both a villain and a gentleman, and you have to have both in everything.

Your move fell on the opposite side of Sui Dynasty, and the future of the Wang family probably lies with that boy."

Wang Shan said excitedly: "Thank you very much, Mr. Gu, for your guidance! Yi'er, please thank Mr. Gu quickly."

Wang Yi said blankly: "Thank you, Mr. Gu, thank you, Mr. Gu..."

"There is no need to say thank you. Before I say goodbye, I have one more thing to say. I hope you will remember it.

From the hexagram, if you see a dragon in the field, you will be lucky to meet an important person.

Ninety-two belongs to the Yang Yao and is in the Yin position. It is out of position, but it is located in the lower hexagram and is in the middle.

The second is above the ground, which means that the dragon has already emerged. If it meets a big shot, it can be further trained and cultivated.

In addition, it will be smoother if you get the support of important people.

This adult is your own noble person."

Wang Yi showed a puzzled expression and listened to his father on the side thanking him non-stop.

...........

On the ninth day of July, the new ghost picks watermelons.

This is a custom. It is said that new ghosts (those who have died less than three years ago) will pick watermelons on the night of the ninth day of July.

So at this time, I try to go out as little as possible at night.

And you can't bring watermelon home. You should put willow branches at the door and window of your home to ward off evil spirits.

It's just that except for some old people, not many young people take this custom seriously.

There are still people selling decorated willow branches on the street.

Li Ping'an has a mentality that he would rather believe what he has than what he doesn't have.

I selected a few willow branches, the price was not expensive at five cents each.

Li Ping'an was about to go home when he saw a familiar figure walking out of the hospital.

【Breathe lock】

What Li Ping'an saw in his eyes was a clear thermal image of a person. Although he couldn't see the details clearly, he could tell the identity of the other person from his breath.

This man was the monk who challenged the swordsman from the Western Regions in the Autumn Wind Court that day.

It seems to be called...Evergreen.

Li Pingan had some impressions of him.

Changqing held a pack of medicine in her hand and looked a little pale.

After taking a few steps, the whole person suddenly staggered and fell to the ground.

Li Ping'an took action to support him in time and checked him briefly.

The meridians were damaged, although the treatment was timely.

But the other party did not gain any self-cultivation. Instead, it seemed that he fought with others again after that, resulting in serious physical damage.

Li Ping'an was just thinking about what to do.

The old cow mooed and signaled Li Ping'an to put the monk on his back.

Li Ping'an hesitated for a moment, then put the man on the old cow's back and took him home temporarily.

.........

Changqing woke up from a coma and took a look at the surrounding environment.

"Drink some medicine."

Li Ping'an brought a bowl of soup.

Changqing stood up hurriedly, "Thank you so much, donor..."

"You're welcome. Zen Master was seriously injured in the battle at Qiufengting. He should take a good rest."

Monk Changqing recited Amitabha, "My skills are not as good as those of others, I just make people laugh."

Li Ping'an comforted him: "Since ancient times, heroes have not been judged by their success or failure, so how can they be ridiculed?"

Changqing smiled and took the decoction from Li Ping'an.

He took a small sip and drank the medicine as soon as he raised his head.

Within a moment, I felt refreshed and my eyes were clear.

There seemed to be a stream of heat in the body, rushing through the meridians.

Following the Dantian and flowing to the limbs and bones, not only does it no longer feel cold, but there is a burning sensation.

Every time you take a breath, there is a rush of heat.

All limbs and bones are intact, feeling extremely comfortable!

"this....."

Monk Changqing was stunned.

Li Ping'an said: "There is nothing clever about the medicine prepared by myself. Does Zen Master feel more comfortable?"

Chang Qing nodded like he was pounding garlic, "Thank you so much to the donor, thank you so much to the donor. This medicinal material must be very expensive, but the young monk has nothing, so I don't know how to repay him."

"No problem, it's just a matter of effort. I would like to inform you if Zen Master can go with the brothers from the temple."

Chang Qing said: "I am traveling alone without any friends."

"Then the Zen master will spend some time cultivating in his humble abode."

Changqing wanted to refuse, but after thinking about his physical condition, he really didn't allow him to make other choices.

"Amitabha, thank you so much for the almsgiver. I am very grateful to you."
Chapter completed!