My magic stick is going to heaven!

When passing through a side alley and walking down the stone stairs, Shang Yanzhou saw a hunched figure, with a cane in one hand and a tray clamped under his armpit by the strength of his waist in the other hand, looking very struggling .

After seeing who was coming, Shang Yanzhou was about to walk over, but Rourou ran over first, and grabbed the tray in his hand, feeling a little annoyed:

"Grandpa Ninth, why did you come here by yourself? Don't ask Rou Rou to go and get it for you."

The person who came was the one who came last time, the Nine Ancestor Wen Fengmian mentioned at the entrance of Wen Changlang.

Seeing Wen Rou's pouting face, Wen Fengmian smiled heartily and said:

"It's not that I can't walk with these things. Besides, I have to take these things in person to show sincerity."

Shang Yanzhou approached, nodded to him, and then called out: "Grandpa Ninth."

Seeing that it was Shang Yanzhou, Wen Fengmian said gently:

"It's the young master, hey, why did you come out by yourself? What about the monkey? This alley is full of twists and turns. If you just came here, you will definitely get lost."

"Grandpa Ninth can just call me Yanzhou, he will probably be up in the corridor by now, I'll help you there."

Wen Fengmian's face was probably a little angry, but he calmed down.

He was so angry that Wen Changlang didn't know how to be polite, and he was relieved because the young man brought back was really polite, gentle and polite, very likable.

It's like... When he was young, he was full of knowledge, dealing with people with a smell of books, but when he was angry, he was very domineering.

On the way back, Shang Yanzhou took a rough look at the tablets on the tray.

Wuxiyan?

People who are not from Wenjia Town, there should be very few people with the surname Wu.

Back at Yinyang Shop, before entering the door, I heard Wen Changlang's resentful voice from the second floor:

"Master Governor~~!"

Following the sound, it was Wen Changlang who was leaning limply on the protruding partition of the wooden building, looking at him with hazy and aggrieved eyes.

The two bare arms dangled outside, and the bruises on them were extremely eye-catching.

Shang Yanzhou coughed lightly, then quickly put down the things in his hands, went up to the second floor, hugged him back to the room, put him on the bed, looked at him for a while, thought he was still asleep, Wen Changlang suddenly opened his eyes, and rushed forward He bit him and said inarticulately:

"Shang Yanzhou, you bastard, go meet the little girl early in the morning! See if I don't bite you to death!"

Feeling the wet and itchy feeling on his arms, Shang Yanzhou couldn't help laughing: "You also know that the little girl is still angry? All right, hurry up and get dressed and wash up, your Ninth Ancestor is here."

"what!"

Wen Changlang was so frightened that he jumped out of bed directly. This violent reaction was also involved in the back, and it took a long time for the pain to subside.

Then there was a burst of quick dressing, washing, and rushing down the stairs, but the posture was a little weird.

The Nine Ancestors at the bottom saw the monkey running over with bared teeth, and immediately went over with a cane:

"What's the matter, it doesn't look like it!"

Wen Changlang dodged inflexibly, yelling wronged in aggrieved way:

"Aren't I afraid of delaying Grandpa Ninth's important event?"

"Brother Lang, why are you injured?"

Wenrou approached innocently and innocently, grabbed Wen Changlang's bruised arm, and asked worriedly.

Wen Changlang suddenly coughed violently, quickly pulled his arm back, rolled down his sleeves, covered it tightly, and then said in a serious manner:

"I was bitten by a dog, it's okay, it will be fine in a few days."