Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 133 Shuanggui Branch Church

"North City!"

Moqiu looked gloomy and looked directly at the person coming:

"You two are sure, the errand arranged for me by the inner court is to go to the Shuanggui branch hall in Beicheng to be the assistant of the medicine hall?"

After more than twenty days, his errand was finally settled.

But I didn't want to, it turned out to be Beicheng!

After staying here for nearly a month, Mo Qiuzao is no longer the outsider who knew nothing about Lingsu Sect.

Beicheng branch.

Among the many branch halls of Lingsu School, the treatment is the worst, the work is the most, and it is also the place where people don't like it the most.

Except for some critical places, no inner disciples have ever been there, which is not even as good as Ziyangmen.

After all, Ziyangmen is one of the major powers in Dong'an Mansion, even if they don't like it, there must be masters sitting in it.

As for the deputy of the medicine hall, his status is not high, and he is slightly stronger than those new disciples from the outer sect.

Not to mention that he is the registered disciple of the elder, even if he passed Guanshi Zhao, the job he could find would not be worse than this.

"Not bad." The person on the opposite side nodded expressionlessly:

"Junior Brother Mo, the errand has been set. When do you plan to go there? According to the rules, you must arrive within seven days."

"If not, there will be accountability."

"..." Mo Qiu took a steady breath and said:

"I'm going to see Elder Dong!"

It is too unreasonable to give such an errand to the quota bought for five hundred taels of silver.

If it is said that no one is playing tricks, he will definitely not believe it.

"Think about it." The visitor raised his eyebrows and said:

"Elder Dong has been in seclusion all year round due to his injury, and he doesn't like to be disturbed by others, even if he is a true disciple."

"Besides, your errand is set by the inner court!"

Moqiu's eyes flickered slightly.

The other party said very clearly that even if he finds Elder Dong, it will be of no avail, and he will hate the people in the inner court instead.

In the future, I will have a long time in the Lingsu School, and if I annoy the inner court at this time, it will inevitably make things difficult for me in the future.

try to find?

Still not looking?

For a moment, he hesitated.

far away.

In a stone pavilion, two people are watching from a distance.

Among them is a man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a straight nose and thin lips. He is about twenty or so years old, and he is at the peak of his beauty.

Standing on a high place, this person glances over meaningfully:

"Is he the descendant of Xu Muyun who had a feud with my father?"

"Exactly." The other person was dressed as the steward of the inner courtyard, and nodded upon hearing the words:

"Teacher Wu's arrangement is to let him go to the fringe area of ​​the northern city, and be the deputy of the medicine hall there. He will not be out of sight, out of mind, and will not touch Master Li's bad luck."

"En." The man clearly understood the purpose of these arrangements, and immediately nodded slowly:

"Uncle Wu has a heart."

"Should be, should be." The steward of the inner court had a flattering smile on his face:

"I heard that Junior Brother Li has already passed on the Medicine King's Book, so he will be able to release his true energy in a short time, and he will be listed on the Qianlong Young Phoenix list in the near future!"

And once they are on this list, they will have the opportunity to enter the Lu Mansion and become a real dragon and phoenix among men.

"Just kidding." The man smiled lightly:

"If I let my true energy out before the age of twenty, there is still a glimmer of hope, but now I have no chance."

"It's Junior Sister Dong..."

He pursed his lips, his eyes complicated, and finally sighed softly:

"That's it, I'll wait for my father to thank Hall Master Wu first, and Li will write down this favor."

Although he doesn't care about the fate of such little people as Mo Qiu, but the other party's wishes cannot be ignored.

"You're welcome." The steward grinned and nodded downward at the same time:

"It looks like he accepted."

But Mo Qiu, who was below, hesitated for a moment, and finally accepted the letter of resignation from others.

"It's a bit self-aware." The man withdrew his eyes and stopped paying attention to the little man below:

"Brother Ming, let's have a drink together?"

"I wish I could!"

The steward's eyes lit up.

…………

Beicheng, Shuanggui Street.

The Lingsu Sect has a branch here, which mainly operates a pharmacy, and there are two people sitting opposite each other.

"Don't ask, Elder Dong's registered disciple." A bearded man put down the letter in his hand, his eyes puzzled:

"How can such a person condescend to come to such a small place as us?"

"It's just a registered disciple. Those who worshiped Elder Dong's disciples in the early years, there are not thirty or twenty, but in the past two years, there are fewer people who are willing to be taken advantage of." But his face remained unchanged:

"To be able to come here, it seems that there is no background, and I should have offended someone."

"What Brother Fu said is true." The big man pondered for a while, then nodded:

"Then how should I deal with it?"

"Brother Gu is too cautious." The scribe said with a smile:

"The inner courtyard didn't send us a letter. Obviously, he doesn't care much about this person. I'm afraid he rushed over here casually. I'll follow the usual practice."

"If you don't have the ability, just stay there honestly. If you really have the ability, how can you and I suppress it?"

"Yeah." The big man should say:

"Recently, there have been more and more conflicts between the two streets, and there are many injuries. I don't want to waste my energy on this."

"Exactly." The scribe nodded.

While talking, there are people from the front hall to report, and people from Yaogu.

The two looked at each other and smiled at each other:

"It's a coincidence!"

After leaving the back hall, I saw a person standing with his hands behind his back in the front hall, a young man with an unremarkable appearance.

The young man had a sword hanging from his waist and a big package beside him. It seemed that he planned to live here for a long time.

The people from Medicine Valley made the handover, and left without introducing, leaving a few people looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Ahem..." The scribe coughed twice, breaking the embarrassment, stretched out his hand to guide the big man beside him, and said:

"Brother Mo, right? Let me introduce you. This is Brother Gu Wu, the head of the Shuanggui branch hall."

"Temple Master Gu is an in-flow master who has cultivated true qi, and his fury thunder palm is famous all over the world."

"Brother Fu was joking." Gu Wu smiled wryly and shook his head:

"I'm so heavy, I can play around here, but I don't dare to go out and make a fool of myself."

"Brother Mo, this is Fu Xing, the deacon here. He is proficient in medical skills and is especially famous for acupuncture."

While talking, he was also looking back and forth at Mo Qiu, especially paying attention to the sword on Mo Qiu's waist.

"Master Gu and Deacon Fu, I have met you before." Mo Qiuchao cupped his hands at the two:

"Mo Mou came from a small place and has never seen the world. I hope the two of you will teach me a lot in the future."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Gu Wu and Fu Xing looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

From the looks of it, this guy is not a stump.

They are all unimportant disciples from the outer sect, so they are naturally wary of people from the inner sect.

Even if it is a registered disciple, those who are willing to pay five hundred taels of silver for this quota should not be ordinary people, and they should not be underestimated.

Mo Qiu is quite satisfied with the two of them.

The attitude is good, there is no arrogance, and everyone is polite to each other, which couldn't be better.

He intends to live here for a long time and devote himself to cultivation, but he has no intention of intrigue with others.

After some conversation, it was the welcome banquet.

Until the stars are embellished, several people return home after eating and drinking.

night.

Everyone else was already sound asleep, only Mo Qiu was full of energy, standing inside the room with his eyes shining.

system!

With a thought in his heart, the halo of the sea of ​​consciousness lit up.

The next moment, the light of the stars dimmed instantly, and the text and drawings on the light curtain were also drawn into it.

"Om..."

An understanding came from nowhere, and in an instant, Mo Qiu's understanding of the 'Buddha' was complete.

Today, he has finally accumulated enough stars.

"Buddha!"

His eyes flickered, and Mo Qiu's body began to change accordingly, with one hand raised high and his body tilted, showing a strange shape.

At the same time, the mind was in samadhi, and the sea of ​​awareness was outlined, and a floating painting of an evil ghost also slowly emerged in his mind.

The evil ghost's eyes were full of strange lights, and his blood was slightly concussed.

For a moment, Mo Qiu's figure was as if he had been hit by a freeze spell, and he remained motionless, even his breathing seemed to be stagnant.

A quarter of an hour... an hour... two hours...

The static movement did not bring any feedback.

Mo Qiu, who was in a sedative state, was unmoved. After an unknown period of time, a vague breath quietly emerged from the void and slowly sank into his physical body.

Floating air!