Chapter 245: The Eastern Wasteland Scoundrel

Since ancient times, witch doctors have not been separated into different families. Those who seek elixirs and good advice are often regarded as miracle doctors in the hearts of the people.

This is even more natural in a place like Donghuang. An alchemist is equivalent to an omnipotent existence in the hearts of the people.

Sang Jianmu's friend is obviously an alchemist. He usually runs a medical clinic and does fortune telling part-time.

The friend who didn't slip away has been an intermediate alchemist for many years. After reaching the level of alchemist, it is difficult to upgrade.

Sang Jianmu's wish was to advance to the level of intermediate alchemist in his lifetime, but his friend always laughed and said that he had no hope of advancing in this life and would either travel around for fun or live in seclusion in the market.

Lao Sang was actually unsure whether he would be able to see his friend.

But for the nine-winged golden cicada, the old man still had to try his luck.

His friend's Tongde Hall is on the street not far from the city gate, but today it seems that the gate is particularly busy.

For some reason, many people gathered inside and outside the Tongde Hall. They shook their heads and sighed: "Little girl Jiali, I'm afraid today will be very bad!"

Jia Li was his friend's only daughter. If she was in danger, wouldn't it mean something had happened to his friend?

The old man struggled to squeeze into the crowd, and he saw Sheng Jiali standing in the courtyard of Tongde Hall with an angry face. The person facing her turned out to be a young man in rich clothes.

The boy also had a peony flower on his head and a folding fan in his hand. The fan was covered with beauties in half-dressed palace attire, all of them with charming looks and frivolous demeanor.

The young man had sixteen or seven sachets hanging all over his body, fanned pendant, and held a toothpick in his mouth when he was drunk. He looked at Sheng Jiali in an airy manner.

This guy said proudly: "Beauty, today is the day I agreed to pick you up. Come back with me quickly, don't waste the time to consummate the marriage."

Although Sheng Jiali is a weak girl, she is proud.

She opened her eyes wide and shouted angrily: "In your spring and autumn dream, I will not enter your Hong family's door. If you don't leave, I will report to the official!"

The scoundrel-like man laughed loudly and threatened: "You are lucky that I like you. If you report to the official position, will anyone dare to interfere with my business? If you dare, report it!"

"My little beauty, I advise you not to toast or eat as a punishment. It's the same if you obey, and it's the same if you force yourself. Do you think you can escape from my grasp tonight?"

When Sang Jianmu heard that it was okay, he quickly pushed through the crowd and stood in front of Sheng Jiali, shouting angrily: "How dare you, a thief?"

The scoundrel was stunned, looking at the dusty Sang Jianmu from one glance to the next.

The old man's originally meticulous beard was mixed with a lot of dead grass and dust, and his body was stained with a lot of roc feathers.

He didn't want to make any publicity about his visit to Donghuang this time, and he didn't hang his signature alchemist certificate around his neck.

The scoundrel immediately became angry, raised his fist and hit Sang Jianmu. The old man had been through hardships and got older, and he did not expect that this young man would hit him.

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He was hit hard without escaping, and his nosebleed immediately stained the flowing white beard on his chin red.

Sheng Jiali cried when she saw it: "Uncle Sang, what's wrong with you?"

The scoundrel smiled ferociously: "You old man, if you don't get out of the way, I will send you on your way today!"

He raised his fist again and looked at Sheng Jiali: "I don't want this old man to be in mourning today, so hurry up and go home with me!"

At this time, a voice came from the door: "Fellow Rang Rang, have you seen an old man in gray clothes with gray hair and beard?"