"If it were his own descendants, they wouldn't be so concerned." Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "I guessed right, this man named Su should be a descendant of his fellow disciple who died at Qiu Fang's hands. He came back to atone for his sins."

When he said this, Gui Bugui sighed a lot. After pausing, the old guy continued, "It's not easy for Qiu Fang to be a child. He was pushed to the edge of the cliff step by step. He was carried out as a crime of destroying the sect and caused a disaster. I, the old man, said justice. Qiu Fang was originally the abandoned son Xu Fu used to take the blame. Forget it, I won't say it."

Halfway through, Gui Bugui suddenly thought of something. After seeing Wu Mian who was silent beside him, he swallowed the following words back. Then he found a different topic and took it to the inn where the caravan was located while talking.

At this time, the caravan had already started to set off. Gui Bugui found the leader of the caravan and made up a lie about driving the car. Bai Wuqiu, who was not accustomed to the local conditions, was so troubled. He asked the leader to find a friend to help them drive the car. If Gui Bugui got two ingots of horse hoof gold, now besides his own father and mother, the caravan leader looked at the old guy kissing him. Not to mention asking him to send someone to drive the car. Even if the leader was asked to drive the car by himself, he would not have any words.

At this moment, the leader sent a strong man in his thirties to drive the car for the four of them. Gui Bugui ordered the strong man who drove the car to drive the car to distance himself from Ji Lao and Qiu Fang's carriage, and just observe every move in their car from a distance.

After the caravan gathered, he waited for a long time before he saw Mr. Su rushing to arrive. Yesterday's 2,000 guan of money was in the face of the caravan leader. This time, Mr. Su prepared ten ounces of gold ingots and handed over the box containing the gold ingots. The caravan leader finally had a smile on his face. He patted his chest and assured him that he would send Ji Lao and Qiu Fang safely to the White Horse Temple in Luoyang City.

Although Mr. Su also wants to go to Luoyang, he has to go to the state first and sell the land and land deeds here before he can go to Luoyang with peace of mind. Qiu Fang’s evil illness is probably not enough to support Mr. Su’s handling of these trivial matters. He can only take the lead with Ji Lao.

Without Qiu Fang, Master Su lost confidence, especially the nightmare he had last night. The nightmare was really terrible. Even the pain of the sword stab was extremely clear. Until now, Master Su was not sure whether the dream last night was real. Perhaps Su Zhong did not die after stabbing the sword, but just fainted. It is not necessarily true that he was in the dream now.

Mr. Su was confused and said that after the caravan was running, Wu Mian and Gui Bugui kept hiding in the carriage with two monsters. Looking at Ji Lao from afar, Qiu Fang's every move in the carriage. Mr. Su specially sent two servants to take care of the two along the way. In addition to staying at the casino, Qiu Fang and Ji Lao stayed in the carriage and almost never got out.

After seven or eight days of marching, the caravan arrived at the ground in Yizhou. The caravan needed to change goods here and had to rest for three days. After entering the city, the leader divided the caravan into two teams and took the goods to the inn to unload the goods. Another group of people escorted Ji Lao, Qiu Fang and Wu Mian, and Gui Bugui and the two teams went to the inn to rest.

After arriving at the inn, Gui Bugui ordered the guys to send the two monks in first, and then get off the car after a few people on his side. Unexpectedly, they just carried Qiu Fang into the inn. After a while, the guys and Qiu Fang on the stretcher were coaxed out by the people in the inn.

Gui Bugui sat in the car and opened the curtain to see a group of men from the inn surrounded by a fat, big eared middle-aged man walking out. The man blocked the door and said to the caravan: "I said everything I should have said in the inside just now. Let's talk to you in front of you. Our inn does not accept dying people. It is too despair to come in and die when you go out. Carry people away quickly, carry them wherever you love. Just don't make you feel discouraged!"

"Shopkeeper, we are the caravan of Sishui. Sishui and your inn have been in a day or two. Don't you talk about this kind of relationship?" The little leader who led the team also took advantage of Mr. Su and Gui Bugui's benefits. He was a little embarrassed at the moment and began to argue with the fat man.

However, the fat man obviously didn't care about Sishui. After sneering, he said to the little leader: "Sishui is nothing? Our inn has changed its owner. The current owner is Jia Hezhen, the governor of Yizhou. Do you know that our Jia's aunt is? It's the current Empress Jia. Do you still want to show off your power in front of the royal relatives? Now let you leave. If you don't leave, send it to the government office to beat you for being rude to the royal relatives, and give you a hundred sticks per person! Don't get out!"

Sishui has been in contact with this inn for many years. I didn't expect that the shopkeepers in today would dare to rely on the power of the royal relative to drive people away. The angry little leader couldn't speak. At this time, he saw that the caravan had no intention of leaving. The fat shopkeeper asked the shopkeeper to report to the officials, while relying on the power of the governor of Yizhou, he asked the shopkeeper to search the guys and drive them away.

The guys on the Sishui No. 1 have been dealing with bandits all year round, and now they are full of anger. When they see the people in the inn picking up sticks, they pull out swords from their luggage. When it is inevitable that a fight will be inevitable, the owner of Wentian Tower Ji Lao came over. He blocked his body between the two teams, and said to the innkeeper with a smile: "Since we think we are unlucky, then I and the person on the stretcher will not stay in the inn. The guys in their caravan are free from illness and disaster, so they can always go in and rest, right?"

"It was okay just now, but now it's not possible." The shopkeeper saw the broken and dirty ones. Ji Lao came over, who was begging for food. His brows were even tighter. He glared at Ji Lao in disgust, and then covered his nose and continued, "Who knows you two have any dirty diseases? Did it infected them? The people living in our inn are all distinguished guests. If you get sick, you can't afford to apologize if you die."

Seeing that the shopkeeper of the inn could not be understood, Ji Lao turned around and said to the little leader: "You are all doing business all over the world, so you can't make enemies. Since the shopkeeper said that we can't live here, then we can just change to another inn. This Yizhou is so big. There is always a place for us to live."

Seeing Ji Lao advised his own people, the inn shopkeeper thought these people were cowardly. He sneered and continued, "Don't pay attention to Yizhou. Honestly, our governor has already told you that all the inns and shops in Yizhou have been put in. Now all the merchants in Yizhou are surnamed Jia. If you just heard the advice, there would be that inn that will be blind to take you in. But I have asked someone to report to the official position just now, and there is no place for you to stay in Yizhou."

The little leader was already furious, but after hearing these words from the shopkeeper, he could no longer suppress his anger. He raised his waist and chopped down at the fat shopkeeper. While taking action, he shouted loudly: "Brothers, fight! Let them see the power of our Sishui!"

The fat shopkeeper did not expect that these people would really dare to do something. He couldn't dodge at the moment. He saw his big belly, and his internal organs flowed down with blood. The fat shopkeeper screamed and fell to the ground and was about to be angry. When the inn saw that the shopkeeper was being cut over, he ran around and fled to scatter.

After seeing the blood, the caravans immediately chopped down several inns. Just as they were about to continue chasing them, they suddenly heard Ji Lao shouting: "Stop!" While the three words were shouted out, two groups of people in the inn and caravans, as well as the people watching the fun, fell to the ground. These people were clear-headed, but they couldn't control their hands and feet and couldn't stand up.

Looking at the inn shopkeeper who was about to die, Ji Lao sighed and turned around and took out a large gourd containing clear water from the car. After washing the shopkeeper's internal organs, he put the internal organs back into his stomach. Then Ji Lao took out a dirty pill from his arms. He bit the pill himself and then applied it to the fat shopkeeper's wound.

"The wound has healed, can't you get it back?" After saying a word, the fat shopkeeper had already stood up. He stared at his wound in a daze, reached out to apply it on the medicine paste, and saw that there was any wound under the medicine paste? He couldn't even see a fine line.
Chapter completed!