The peddler leads the cart to sell pulp

Author: A Chili Pepper

B-grade top-grade magic.

When his ability was almost unique in Shujun City, Zhang Xuezhou learned about the status of Taiqing Halal Art, a top-grade top-grade.

Just as he had previously felt that Dong Zhongshu's magic was complex but not particularly powerful, Zhang Xuezhou's judgment was due to his experience of too many top-level cultivators and too many top-level techniques.

In comparison with his broader knowledge, the almost omnipotent Dong Zhongshu couldn't make any move, and Zhang Xuezhou had no idea about himself.

After Zhang Xuezhou realized it, he found that he had to admit that there are too many places in the world that are far inferior to holy places, and that he is not a small transparent place in these places.

The strongest person in Shujun City's magical realm is Wen Weng, and the strongest martial arts master is Dong Zhongshu, who is both civil and military.

Below are two magic cultivators in the realm of transformation, including Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhang and other experts in the realm of realm of true spirits, as well as a martial artist in the realm of consciousness.

And if you want to line up a little further behind, it will be Zhang Xuezhou, Zhang Shu, Zhao Liang and others.

This is the ranking brought by the realm, and the magic weapons controlled by monks lead to another more practical and real ranking.

Zhang Xuezhou is not bad in this ranking, and his ability is even higher than that of a group of people who are higher than him.

For example, his art, his Cassia Dharma Flute and Magical Weapon.

In Shu County, no one can replace him with similar abilities.

This is also the main reason why Wen Weng looked embarrassed and wanted to keep Zhang Xuezhou, and Dong Zhongshu also spoke, and Zhang Xuezhou did have the ability to harvest Mr. Zhao.

He figured out his positioning and quickly let go of his urgency for money.

As the first student in the theory course in Canglan Academy's psychology major and has been exposed to some pseudo-psychology. Once Zhang Xuezhou's positioning is clear, he can dig out the corresponding value.

At least in Shu County, he shouldn't be anxious, but someone else should be anxious.

For example, Weng Wen, Dong Zhongshu, and Mr. Zhao who suffered heavy injuries.

"I'll go and set up a stall tomorrow!"

Zhang Xuezhou took the initiative to recommend himself to treat who and whom he was injured without hearing the news. This made it difficult to distinguish whether his behavior was purposeful or purely public welfare, and was even mistaken for being a benefit provided by the county magistrate.

The more he takes the initiative, the cheaper he will receive, and even the reward will remain verbally instead of falling into his pocket.

Zhang Xuezhou was led by money in the past two days and was anxious and made many wrong examples.

Except for providing the Dharma Di to Weng in time, he had no regrets, and he almost acted in a volunteer manner.

From passive to active, Zhang Xuezhou only needs to keep a calm mind.

If he sets up a stall and shows the charges clearly, he will have enough initiative.

After thinking clearly about the relevant matter, Zhang Xuezhou was not anxious.

"I just say that what a monk with noble character should do is to study hard, rather than lead a cart and sell pulp like those peddlers and pawns!"

Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou no longer asked to leave Shu County for treatment, nor asked for remuneration. Instead, he talked and laughed with everyone, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help but chatted.

"Yes, study hard, that heaven and earth have a great righteous spirit, and its complexity is brought to life..."

Zhang Xuezhou's mentality slowed down and he even read about it with Dong Zhongshu.

His mental state is abnormal and he rarely needs sleep, so he is so energetic that Dong Zhongshu can't bear it.

The crowd continued to patrol and inspect the city walls of Shujun, and continued to appease the people. Until Qimingxing was on the rise, many things gradually subsided.

Zhang Xuezhou followed Dong Zhongshu and others back to the county magistrate's mansion. Dong Zhongshu lay back on the bed with sleepy eyes, and he began to work hard to make a stall.

"Specially treat skin trauma"

After thinking about it, Zhang Xuezhou finally wrote five words on a wooden board.

Tai Halal Technique is not omnipotent. If he is given some non-professional illnesses and injuries, he will be powerless.

When it was dawn again, Zhang Xuezhou took a bite of the waste fasting powder, poured another sip of water, and then carried the wooden board and went out.

There were many people who were anxious last night, and many people even didn't sleep all night.

By dawn, there were already figures everywhere in Shu County.

The key is to count the debris at home and sweep away the remaining venomous snakes. Next, it is the turn of daily eating, trading and other livelihood businesses. There are also some stalls and shops that need to open early.

Zhang Xuezhou carried the wooden board and wandered around not far from the door of Wang Ermazi's medicine shop, and then raised the wooden board.

"You are also treating the disease?"

Weng Weng is right. Many people were injured in the dark last night.

Zhang Xuezhou sat for only a quarter of an hour, and a young man in a blue shirt came to ask with his face covering his face.

"Only treat skin trauma!"

Zhang Xuezhou pointed to the wooden board.

"It turns out that these words are only used to treat skin trauma," the young man sighed: "I thought it was written to treat all kinds of diseases."

"Just treat skin trauma, if there are too many, you won't treat it!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

He looked at the sign he wrote, and for no reason he hated the ridiculously high illiteracy rate for the first time.

According to the literacy rate of Shu County City, it would be good if one of the ten people seeking medical treatment can recognize the words on this brand.

"How did you treat this disease? I was beaten with two forks last night. Look at me if this is considered a skin trauma!"

Wang Ermazi's medicine shop had not opened yet. The young man looked at the wooden board several times, no longer thinking about the words on the wooden board, but asked about the serious things he was going to do.

"Let me see where I was beaten first!"

Zhang Xuezhou reached out to signal.

This made the young man release his right hand covering his face.

"There was a thief who took an iron fork to hit a snake yesterday. The iron fork swept my face in a flash. It was too dark at that time, and I didn't see the person clearly!"

The iron fork is similar to the coat fork, but there are two forks at the front end of the iron fork, which corresponds to the triple fork head.

The young man's face was not bloody, but he was swollen and his face was swollen.

Normally, the injury of swelling is not within the scope of the judgment of Tai Halal Technique.

Zhang Xuezhou thought for a few seconds and felt that unless he caused injuries, he could use Taiqing Halal Technique to treat the other party, and then subside the other party's swelling and pain.

The young man mumbled for a while, and Zhang Xuezhou reached out and touched the other person's face, causing him to scream in pain.

"Ten and a half taels, you have to help me shout for a while."

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the other person's clothes and then thought for a while before quoting the young man.

"Ten and a half taels? So expensive? I can't use three and a half taels to boil two pairs of medicine soup. How can I help you? "

After looking at the wooden sign erected by Zhang Xuezhou, the young man looked at the pharmacy that had not been opened yet.

He felt that Zhang Xuezhou charges a bit high, but he really couldn't bear the pain of swollen and painful face, so he had to respond to the request and groped around his waist for a while.

After taking out ten and a half taels of money, he sat down opposite Zhang Xuezhou.

"What are you doing with a knife?"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou touching his waist, and finally taking out a short knife, the young man felt something was wrong in his heart.

But the unknown premonition in his heart had not yet ended, and then he felt that the sticky blood on his face had already spurted out.

The deer-cutting knife was so sharp that he could hardly feel pain, but the accumulated mixed liquids such as blood stasis and tissue fluid found the discharge channel.

Zhang Xuezhou put away his knife and squeezed the other party's swollen face, and Taihaliao also pressed it on.

“Ah~”

The young man's painful scream turned into a comfortable moan after just a few seconds.

"You have recovered almost all the time, and you are loud and just for me to shout!"

The bruises and swelling of the face are not a disease in the military region. Zhang Xuezhou also had to add some injuries to the other party during treatment.

After some bloodletting treatment, the other party's face basically returned to normal.

Zhang Xuezhou was treated very quickly, so fast that even young people didn't notice it.

He touched his face that had returned to flatness, and felt that the previous pain was like a dream in Nan Ke.

"These ten and a half taels are worth!"

Compared to grab two sets of herbs and making medicinal soup and then waiting for slowly recovery, Zhang Xuezhou's injury was regained and his injuries were so good that he could be called a magic spell casting.

The young man who had never seen such healing ability was surprised and filled his heart with a huge sense of surprise.

"The gods are here to save people. The gods who only treat skin trauma have cast spells to save people!"

Before Zhang Xuezhou could tell him how to shout, he started muttering loudly.
Chapter completed!