Dream Shopkeeper

In the entire High Heaven Pavilion, Yang Kai only knew one person, the shopkeeper Meng in front of him. After all, I have to come to him once a month.

The shopkeeper Meng has a nickname, Meng Pipi. Although he was only a small Contribution Hall shopkeeper in the High Heaven Pavilion, his favorite thing to do in his life was to squeeze the contribution points of his disciples.

He was able to sell two bottles of blood clotting and removing blood stasis cream, which was originally priced at ten points, for the price of three bottles. The method is also very simple, just put the weight of two bottles in three bottles, if you like to buy it or not, if you don't buy it, get out!

Of course, Shopkeeper Meng didn't often do such inauthentic things, but only occasionally. Moreover, the target he was targeting was the wealthy disciple, and he did not look down on poor ghosts like Yang Kai.

The contribution points of every disciple of the High Heaven Pavilion are hard-won, how can they endure such exploitation by him? So basically, every disciple who has been cheated by him will report it to the Elders Council, and Shopkeeper Meng also received warnings from the Elders Council over and over again, but he still goes his own way and remains unmoved, but his status as a shopkeeper is Unstoppable, no one can replace it.

Because of this, Shopkeeper Meng was so hated by countless High Heaven Pavilion disciples that he gnashed his teeth.

The old man is honest to anyone, but there is nothing he can do about Yang Kai, because once he was staring at a female disciple's buttocks with great interest, and was caught on the spot by Yang Kai.

Disrespectful to the old! What kind of etiquette is this, when someone caught the pigtail, Shopkeeper Meng consciously shortened his head in front of Yang Kai?

It is for this reason that Yang Kai is familiar with this old man.

The old man was lustful and thick-skinned, and he adjusted his face in an instant, squinting at Yang Kai and said, "Old rules?"

"En." Yang Kai nodded honestly.

Shopkeeper Meng said nothing, took out ten taels of silver from the counter and threw it in front of Yang Kai, then took out the ledger and wrote it down.

Yang Kai collected the money and asked, "How much contribution do I have now?"

Shopkeeper Meng rolled his eyes: "You save four points each month to contribute, and you spend one point every month to exchange 12 taels of silver. There are only three points left, and now you have only saved a mere twelve points to contribute. Why do you want to buy a bottle of blood coagulation and stasis ointment? ?"

"No, I'm just asking." Yang Kai waved his hand and muttered, "It's only twelve o'clock."

Such a little contribution is not enough to even change a valuable herb.

Shopkeeper Meng's face became serious and he said in a low voice, "Little Yang Kai, I know that you want that tempered essence pellet to improve your aptitude, but if you keep saving like this, you have to save up to the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Moon?"

"You can always save enough, right?" Yang Kai chuckled.

Shopkeeper Meng was speechless. He wanted to save at your speed. When you saved enough, the old man died for a hundred years.

"But Manager Meng, there is something I don't understand." Yang Kai frowned slightly.

"Tell me!" The old man put on a gesture that counts you lucky, I'm in a good mood today.

"How could such a valuable medicinal pill appear in the Contribution Hall? And it hasn't been replaced by others?"

"Hey..." Shopkeeper Meng smiled proudly: "Because this medicine pill is the old man's own treasure, no one else knows about it."

"Ah, it's your own?" Yang Kai was stunned, he always thought that the tempered essence Pill was the elixir of High Heaven Pavilion, but it turned out to be his own, no wonder this old guy offered him a sky-high price.

"Don't be angry." The shopkeeper Meng was contented, picked up the teapot on the counter and took a sip, "Although it's my own, it won't be cheap for you. If you want, you can make enough contributions in exchange for it. The name of the old man Meng Papi is not for nothing."

"I will save enough." Yang Kai nodded.

Shopkeeper Meng suddenly changed his face again, winked at Yang Kai, and said in a low voice, "I heard that you were beaten up again yesterday?"

Yang Kai glared at him, turned around and left.

Shopkeeper Meng shouted from behind: "Tell me to the old man, don't rush away."

What is there to say, Old Man Meng is obviously gloating.

Before Yang Kai left the Contribution Hall, the old man behind Meng's expression suddenly became solemn, staring at Yang Kai's back, and said solemnly: "Little Yang Kai, go back wherever you come from, High Heaven Pavilion is not a place you can stay, sooner or later. will be beaten to death."

Yang Kai paused, did not turn around, and sighed in a low voice, "I have nowhere to go."

After all, he left the Contribution Hall.

Old Man Meng held the teapot in both hands, and sighed leisurely, "What's the reason?"

Tempered Essence Pill... Hehe, where can such a precious old man be found? It's just a lie to give you hope, but I don't think you will take it seriously.

Yang Kai first went back to the hut, put down the broom, and then hurriedly walked outside the High Heaven Pavilion.

He is going to Wumei Town, which is ten kilometers away from the High Heaven Pavilion. Today, he cannot exchange a little contribution for ten taels of silver. Naturally, he has to purchase some food, which is what Yang Kai does every month.

Along the way, Yang Kai didn't feel tired for the first time.

Every time Yang Kai came to Wumei Town in the past, when he walked down this road, He was blushing and his heart was beating constantly, and was panting, but today he doesn't feel at all, but my body is slightly hot, and my stamina is full. Yang Kai is confident, and then walk a hundred miles. He felt that he would not feel tired.

Is it the credit of the golden body again? Yang Kai suddenly remembered one thing. He was hit by the unknown junior brother when sweeping the floor in the morning. As a result, he was steady, but the strong opponent was knocked to the ground.

Yang Kai didn't think too much about it at the time, but looking back now, it's obviously a bit incredible. With his thin body, when is it the turn of others to be knocked to the ground? It's always been him being knocked out.

The more Yang Kai thought about it, the more excited he got. The change that the golden body has brought to him is really not a little bit. This kind of change will not be clear for a while. Only when he grows up in the future can you slowly discover the strength of the golden body.

After thinking about it, he walked all the way to Wumei Town before Yang Kai came back to his senses.

Yank Kai looked left and right, and walked along the street on the left. Yang Kai is going to a rice shop. The scale of the rice shop is not large. The owner's surname is He. He is a local resident.

Small shops like this can be found everywhere in Wumei Town. Wumei Town is also very prosperous and lively, because with Wumei Town as the center, in addition to the High Heaven Pavilion, there are two fairly good martial arts within a radius of 100 miles. There are countless other small gangs, but these small gangs are just gangs, remnants of soldiers wandering bravely, and they do not have their own territory like the three major sects such as High Heaven Pavilion.

It is precisely because this area of ​​water and soil has nurtured so many warriors that Wumei Town is so lively and prosperous. Of course, it cannot be compared with places like Central Capital.

Zhongdu is the capital of the Han Dynasty!

While walking, Yang Kai inadvertently glanced away, but found that there were a few people gathered in the alley beside him. These people were sneaky and didn't know what they were plotting. One of them was very alert. After sensing Yang Kai's gaze. , Immediately stared, fierce and evil.

Yang Kai chuckled lightly, ignoring it based on the principle of not committing crimes against him and not committing crimes. What made him a little puzzled was that one of these people looked familiar and seemed to be a disciple of the High Heaven Pavilion.