My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 2

After the accounts were calculated, An Jing couldn't help but stretch.

"No one is there now, so I just went to the next door to have a cup of tea and listen to a book."

An Jing put away the account books and abacus, then picked up the cigarette bag hanging on the wall, and the small wooden bench next to him, and walked out of the Jesse Hall.

Opposite the Jishitang is the Yuzhou River. As soon as you go out, you can see the exquisite carved railings and the sparkling Yuzhou River.

There are shops on both sides of this Yuzhou River, and next to Jishitang is a tea house.

"Oh, isn't this Doctor Xiao An?"

"Doctor Xiao An, fast forward, fast forward."

Everyone in the teahouse greeted with a smile when they saw An Jing coming.

After An Jing greeted everyone, he took a small wooden bench and sat in the back.

The teahouse clerk first burned the fire red, and then placed the copper pot filled with well water on the iron plate with holes in the stove top. Then, set up wooden tables and bamboo chairs, and put ordinary scented tea at a price of a few cents into the white porcelain tea bowl.

A faint fragrance wafts out, refreshing the heart.

"Dr. An, please have some tea."

Ji Ji put a bowl of flower tea on the table.

"Thank you." An Jing took out ten copper plates and handed them over.

After collecting the copper plates, he helped An Jing put the cigarette rod on the table next to him.

Everyone in the Datong Teahouse knows that in addition to his medical skills, Dr. An is also a small tobacco pouch. When he has nothing to do, he likes to come to the teahouse to drink tea and smoke.

At this time, the tea guests, regardless of whether they were scholars, peasants, business, or three religions, drank Gaiwan tea, talked about daily trivial matters, discussed international events, and reported business information.

Come and go without saying goodbye, unrestrained and convenient; smoke your own cigarettes, drink your own tea, talk long and short, free day.

An Jing took a sip on the cigarette holder and let out white smoke, then took a sip of the scented tea.

"This ordinary life is really happy."

On the high platform of the teahouse, there is only one table, one folding fan, one side of wood, and one cup of tea.

There was also a middle-aged Confucian student standing on the high platform. It was Mr. Zhou, the storyteller who opened the teahouse.

I saw Mr. Zhou gulping tea and rinsing his mouth before picking up the gavel on the table.

"Snapped!"

The gavel took a shot, and the whole place was silent.

"Last time, I said that the top ten masters in the tiger list in the Jianghu Dragon and Tiger Ranking are all top-notch master knights, their strength is comparable to the first-rank, and they are rare in ordinary times, so today I will talk about the situation of Dayan. The five gangs and seven factions of the land."

Mr. Zhou's voice is gentle, and his expression is even more fascinated, which makes people immersed in it.

When everyone in the audience heard it, they all sat upright and listened.

Mr. Zhou continued: "The five gangs and seven factions are Dayan's top twelve major forces. Today we will start with the Three Lakes Gang."

"The Three Lakes Gang deserves its name. Hundreds of years ago, it was a gang established by a group of green forest heroes with their backs to Baihu, Tianxinghu, and Quzhou Lake. After hundreds of years of development, there are now tens of thousands of disciples. The gang has hidden dragons and crouching tigers, many masters, and enjoys a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, as long as you stand on the Sanhu river and shout 'Three Lakes Gang', basically everything big or small can be solved."

"There are many masters in the Three Lakes Gang. There are incense masters, rudder masters, and chief rudder masters. The system and class are very strict."

Someone asked loudly: "Mr. Zhou, didn't you say last time that this rank master is extremely rare? Are there any first rank masters in the Sanhu Gang?"

Mr. Zhou said solemnly: "First-rank masters are extremely rare, and they are all first-class masters in the arena. The masters of the Three Lakes Gang should be at the peak of second-rank, and have not reached first-rank for the time being."

When everyone below heard this, they all started talking.

"There are no first-rank masters in the Three Lakes Gang, so it can be counted as five gangs and seven factions? Cao Gang Ke Qing Tianliu is a first-rank master. Who in Jiangnan Road doesn't give Cao Gang three points of thin noodles?"

"I thought the Three Lakes Gang was amazing. It should be the bottom gang among the five gangs."

The folding fan in Mr. Zhou's hand opened and closed with a "huhu", and he chuckled, "If you walk in the rivers and lakes and dare to underestimate the Sanhu Gang, you will not end well. You only know that there are many people in the Sanhu Gang, and you feel that the strength of the Sanhu Gang is low. , do you know who is behind the Three Lakes Gang?"

"Is there anyone behind the Three Lakes Gang?"

Everyone present took a deep breath.

You must know that the Three Lakes Gang is already one of the five gangs and seven factions. If there are people behind it, what a terrifying existence.

An Jing took a puff on his cigarette bag, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Out of the sky."

When Mr. Zhou said this, Gavel patted the table.

The sound like thunder resounded through the teahouse, and the whole teahouse was silent for a while.

"What kind of power is Waitian?" Someone asked in confusion.

"Tianwaitian, you don't know, but if I change my name, I'm afraid you will know."

Mr. Zhou smiled, and slowly spit out two words: "Magic Sect."

Wow!

There was silence in the teahouse, and everyone was stunned and shocked.

Just hearing these two words can make people shudder with fear, and it is enough to make Dayan Jianghu tremble.

"Magic?"

This is an unlucky name. The people of the Demon Sect are hunted down by the rivers and lakes, and even the families of the disciples of the Demon Sect have been implicated.

An Jing took a sip of tea and sighed in his heart: It's hard to imagine that the families of these demon sect children can't live like ordinary people. I don't know how miserable their lives are...

"Doctor Xiao An, Wang Zhiping of the Red Pavilion is here to meet you."

At this moment, a rough voice came from outside the door.

"Wang Zhiping?"

An Jing squinted his eyes. The Red Pavilion is the flower building in Yuzhou City, and it is a business of the Cao Gang, and the person responsible for this business is Wang He, the most popular altar master of the Cao Gang recently.

Cao Gang is also one of the five gangs and seven factions, especially after annexing the Angry Whale Gang last year, its power is even more monstrous. In just 30 years, it has become one of the largest gangs in the world, and its development is rapid. Make everyone stunned.

The Thunder Sword King and the Cao Gang are the most prominent gang members recently. Because of their outstanding abilities and vicious methods, they were quickly promoted to altar masters, in charge of the flower building of the Red Pavilion.

Before Wang He became the altar master, the main business he was in charge of was Caobang Medicine Garden. Jishitang's herbs were mainly purchased from Caobang Medicine Garden, so the two were quite familiar with each other.

However, since Wang He became the altar master, the connection between the two has become weaker and weaker.

Everyone looked at Wang Zhiping, and they all knew that this person was the nephew of Lei Dao Wanghe.

"I don't know why you are looking for me?"

An Jing slowly stood up and said.

Wang Zhiping took out a blank piece of paper and said with a smile, "Doctor Xiao An, this is last month's medication list. You can take a look first. If there is nothing wrong, I will order the herbs to be delivered later."

"Okay."

An Jing took the medicine list, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com did not rush to check it, but looked at Wang Zhiping who was motionless, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"This time, uncle has one more thing for me to ask Dr. An."

Wang Zhiping smiled lightly and said, "I don't know if Dr. An can sell the land deed? My uncle said that as long as Dr. An is willing to sell the land deed, he will help Dr. An find a new piece of land to build a bigger medical center."

"Oh!?"

An Jing's face was calm, "Nephew, go back and tell your uncle, I don't have an idea for now. I'll talk to him when I have an idea."

Wang Zhiping lowered his voice and said, "Doctor Xiao An, my uncle said that he is willing to give Doctor Xiao An another 300 yuan."

The land deed of Anjing is not big, but the location is excellent. It is right by the Yuzhou River. If Wang He wants to build another flower building here, he will definitely make a lot of money.

"I don't want any money."

An Jing shook his head and refused.

"Okay, then I'll disturb Doctor Xiao An."

Wang Zhiping took a deep breath, forced a smile, clasped his fists at An Jing and left.

Although he didn't say anything harsh, everyone present could see that Wang Zhiping would not let it go.

"Doctor Xiao An, this Cao Gang is not easy to mess with..."

Someone whispered.

And more people shook their heads and sighed, but did not speak.

"It's really disappointing."

An Jing was so troubled by Wang Zhiping that he no longer had the time to listen to the book, so he carried his cigarette bag and a small wooden bench and went back.

After a while, Cao helped a few gang members deliver the herbs to Ji Shitang.

"Doctor Xiao An." The steward of the medicine garden weighed the money in his hand and smiled bitterly: "The above said that the money for medicine has risen by 30% this time, so the money you gave is probably not enough."

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