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The white-robed young man sat up, frowned and touched the tear in his clothes. If it weren't for a large amount of blood remaining, he would almost think he had never been injured.

　　 He turned his head to look at Lu Zhengkang, "Little monk, do you know how long I have passed out?" His voice was gentle, but his tone was firm.

　　 "It's been almost half an hour since you were knocked out by those bandits." Lu Zhengkang smiled.

　　 The little blood in the young man's body poured into his cheeks, and his cheeks were flushed with red color, whether it was because of anger, shame, or both.

　　 "Ah, did you see it all?"

　　 "See? Maybe."

The young man tidyed up his clothes, stretched out his hand and took it in his arms, then his face was gloomy, and he sighed helplessly, stood up and bowed his hand to Lu Zhengkang, "Please... don't tell this matter, Mo Yun is polite," he He hesitated, "I wonder if you can see who healed my injury?"

　　 Lu Zhengkang said "Oh", "I know."

　　 "Please be sure to tell me the surname of the senior, and you must repay this kindness." Mo Yun is very anxious. People like him are the least willing to owe debt.

　　 "He told me not to tell you."

"Why is this? Is there really someone who does good deeds without asking for repayment? But even if he doesn't need me to pay off the debt, I can't take it as it never happened." Mo Yun clicked to the ground, "If the little master can dress up senior's clothes , The physical appearance is a little bit, Mo Yun will be grateful, willing to do something for you that does not violate your heart, even if you go to the knife and the fire, there is no complaint!"

　　 Lu Zhengkang nodded, "Well, my request is that you don't ask who is the one who saved you."

　　 "Stop teasing me like this!"

　　 "Well, you will know when you know it, don't be impatient." Lu Zhengkang patted Mo Yun's arm, then turned and jumped into the lake.

　　 Mo Yun was so frightened by such an accident that he had to jump into the water to save Lu Zhengkang, but before he could put his feet in the water, Lu Zhengkang emerged from the lake.

　　 "There are good things underneath!" Lu Zhengkang smiled, his head shining in the sunlight, but the things he held in his hands were even more dazzling.

　　 A piece of silver ore, reflecting a beautiful thick halo.

　　 Mo Yun was very knowledgeable, and said the name of this ore: "Twelve Caixia Silver!"

　　Lu Zhengkang was wading on the shore, his body was dripping with internal agitation, and Mo Yun frowned, his face hesitant.

　　 "This thing can sell for a good price." Lu Zhengkang grinned and stroked the ore on his hand.

　　 "Naturally, this is a super third-grade material and quality, worth a thousand dollars. If I hadn't been robbed of money by the thief, I would definitely buy it from the little master."

　　 "Are you rich? Well, wait for a while and rush to kill those bandits. You can buy it when you get the money!"

Mo Yun thought to himself that this little monk was full of copper stinks, and he was still scornful of life. He was afraid that he was not born in a good way. It is estimated that this good martial arts is from the wild fox Zen practiced with the master, and it must be his master himself Up...

While thinking about how he could repay the kindness of that expert, he perfunctorily said Lu Zhengkang: "The little master does not know that, most of my martial arts are on my Moyu Sword, and I am afraid that it will be hard to beat the others. ."

　　 "Giving up lightly is not the work of a swordsman!" Lu Zhengkang waved his hand freely, "Since the sword has been robbed, I just need to buy a new one!"

　　 Mo Yun saw his innocent and innocent look, so he patiently explained his hardships, what is the special sword, what is penniless.

　　 It seems that the sword is really different to him.

　　 Everyone has one or two things that entrust emotions, just like the fixed point of life. With it, you can walk with confidence, and without it, you will lose your soul.

　　 This swordsman, without the sword, looks like a mother-in-law.

　　 Fortunately, the sword outside is not his spine. There is a straight long sword in his heart to help him cut through thorns.

　　 Lu Zhengkang interrupted his long talk, "Okay, let's talk less nonsense, let's make money if we don't have money!"

　　 "How to make money? I don't know the way of business. You are young and a novice monk. No one will come to buy your things in business."

　　 "I've gotten too old, how come I don't even have such experience in the world! Just follow me."

　　 Lu Zhengkang took Caixia Yin into his arms and walked towards the depths of the cave first.

　　 Mo Yun followed him through the tunnel with difficulty, wandering around, stumbled, and had to take time to gather his inner energy and regain his power, finally returning from a mountain stream to the surface before dark.

　　 Looking at the misty sunset and the snow-capped mountains, the swordsman took a few deep breaths and chanted a song "Ding Fengbo" by Dongpo layman.

　　"Don't listen to the sound of the forest hitting the leaves, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and awning shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?

　　 "It is expected that the spring breeze is waking up, and it is slightly cold, but the hilltop is shining diagonally. When looking back, it has always been bleak, and there is no wind, rain or sunshine when I return."

　　He is here to taste, Lu Zhengkang has already walked down the mountain quickly, all the way towards the main road.

　　 Borrowing the magnificent scenery of heaven and earth to express his feelings, Mo Yun has a big heart, and the block in his chest is empty. The moment he rushes to the road, it is like a strong arrow piercing through the sky, and his clothes are like a flag.

　　 For some reason, he felt that he was full of energy, and he became more relaxed as he ran, as if there was a huge lake in his body, constantly replenishing his loss.

　　Gyeonggi, the official road is wide and flat. The two of them go after one another, chasing freely, and they are about to surpass the galloping horse. They ran out three hundred miles in one hour, and the sky was completely dark.

　　 "The capital is in front of you!" Mo Yun shouted, "I was going there!"

　　 Lu Zhengkang slowed down when he heard the words, and stood on the **** and looked at the Xiongcheng on the distant plain.

In the night, the capital, which covers thousands of miles, is brightly lit, and the towering mountains surrounded on three sides are like black iron walls, and four or five thin rivers reflect the sparkling moonlight, like a jade-colored streamer flying into the city, after leaving the city. East flow.

　　The world after the snow is imprisoned by monotonous colors, but the capital city is so extraordinary, with brilliant red light rushing into the sky, like a bonfire in the white night, and the stars in midsummer, making people leisurely fascinated.

　　 Lu Zhengkang can see from the sky, the upper edge beads in the city are very numerous and of good quality, and many of them are giants like deep sea whales. The dense upper edge beads shine brightly ~www.readwn.com~ as if a small sun opened on the plain, no wonder Xu Ranxue praised the capital as the most spectacular, most beautiful, and most beautiful place in the world.

　　 Lu Zhengkang nodded in satisfaction, turned his head and said to Mo Yun: "This is the cornucopia of poor monks! Let's find a place outside the city to deal with it, prepare for the guys, and business will open tomorrow!"

"what are you planning to do?"

　　 "Hey! What should a monk and Taoist priest do? Check palmistry, fortune-telling, and talk about feng shui. This money won't come!"

　　 "Do you know this?"

　　 "Housekeeping skills!" The little monk patted his chest to pack the ticket, showing his spirit.

　　 Mo Yun hesitated and stopped.

　　 "Don't look like this! Take off your clothes first!"

　　 "What is this for?"

　　 "As a long banner, so many cuts have been made anyway, and I will find a pole to put it on. Tomorrow I will go to the city to borrow some ink and write a signboard to ensure that it will be rich in money!"

　　 "But I took off this suit, what should I wear to see people?"

　　 "I don't know," Lu Zhengkang frowned and thought, "Why don't I go get some reed seats to wrap you up, and then sell my body to bury you? Wouldn't it be beautiful?"

　　 Mo Yun shook his head.

　　 "Then I have to steal it. You can get whatever clothes you want!"

　　 The young swordsman looked at Lu Zhengkang's excitement and arrogance, and thought to himself: This little bald donkey... a true evil.

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