Quick Transmigration: Always Just a Passerby

Chapter 215 My Brother Also Studies Medicine 3

Xu Jinping, the great benefactor who saved Hengzhou City, handed the ground cage in his hand to the guard.

"Xie Yi, we need to stew this fish when we get back. I'll have it for breakfast. Don't go catching centipedes and crickets all over the house again..."

Xie Yi couldn't help but raise his non-existent scorpion tail.

Oops.

The three of them were caught catching bugs in the middle of the night.

However, Xie Yi maintained a composed demeanor, honestly agreeing with Xu Jinping.

"Okay, I'll arrange it when I get back."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Perhaps worried that Xu Jinping would dig up some secrets about him again, he even used the lightness skill he had secretly learned from ordinary people.

The little rat was so excited that it ignored everyone else.

He climbed from Xu Jinping's left shoulder to his right shoulder.

Perhaps feeling that the view wasn't very good, it used all four claws to climb up to the top and look into the distance.

A familiar-looking child passing by learned a new skill.

She also insisted on climbing over her own father's head, and in the end, she received a "buttocks eight-piece set meal".

Xu Jinping had no choice but to reach out.

He scooped his own baby mouse off his head.

I stuffed it into my small shoulder bag so it wouldn't corrupt the little kids at Yuxian Lake.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, Ping, don't press my head down."

The little mouse Baotong hugged its head and protested.

"Then don't act like you're possessed by a weasel again."

"That's discrimination against people of Asian descent, let me tell you..."

Before Xiaoshu Baotong could finish speaking, the weasels from Hengzhou City actually arrived.

"Oh, it's Jinping's niece. Why are you still talking about your Uncle Huang? Is something bothering you?"

The speaker was dressed in yellow, wearing a yellow hat, and holding a yellow folding fan.

Xu Jinping shifted the focus.

I tried hard not to focus my attention on Uncle Weasel, no, Uncle Yellow's face.

I tried to hold back, but I couldn't.

Still opened his mouth.

"Uncle Huang, you've drawn your eyebrows wrong... Straight eyebrows aren't fashionable anymore... Your outer robe and hat are from the previous dynasty... And the color of your lipstick is wrong too."

The weasel was surprised.

This makeup was copied from a famous ancient painting.

Xu Jinping: The imitation is very good. Don't imitate it again next time.

However, the weasel is very obedient to advice.

With a wave of his hand, he used magic to cleanse his face, and then it was just a game of changing clothes anywhere with the weasel.

Don't say it.

Her Uncle Huang still has quite a few clothes in stock.

He loves every dynasty.

However, Huang Pizi was most satisfied with the fox-scholar painting that Xu Jinping presented.

It seems that the nights in Hengzhou City will soon have another handsome man.

The weasel was embarrassed to be too handsome in front of his niece, so he changed the subject and learned that his niece was going to a mortal's house to get silver.

"This niece, although we're doing a good deed, this involves a human and a spirit..."

"So you can't go by yourself... you'd better find an ordinary person to go..."

So it goes, and so it goes. The weasel spoke fluently and eloquently, displaying an incredible amount of experience in doing things that were utterly inhuman.

Xu Jinping did not interrupt the other party's good intentions.

Once the weasel had finished speaking, it took its niece Jinping to Hengzhou City to find a "special person" to handle a "special matter".

Snakes have their paths, and rats have theirs.

There are always places where spirits and monsters need to interact with ordinary people in the mortal world.

Thus, there were those well-connected "connections" who would carve out their own territory to run errands for the spirits without needing to pay with gold or silver.

The spirits will give you some good stuff.

Anyway, the branch office never loses money.

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The weasel was carrying its little niece through the alley.

It soon stopped at the gate of an elegant courtyard.

Without knocking, he simply carried Xu Jinping over the wall—not by flying, but by climbing over, not by passing through.

Hey.

The spirits are very well socialized.

The two landed at the same time.

Xu Jinping then realized that the office was open 24/7, probably operating in three shifts.

Voila.

The "luminous pearl" displayed in the eaves, showcasing their strength, hasn't been put away yet.

Using magical artifacts for illumination?

Unfortunately, no one cares about the spirits and monsters.

The weasel rang its bell to wake a little boy.

"Go and bring a few plates of snacks to your Grandpa Huang."

The child responded and left, still clutching the "tip" given to him by the weasel.

Huang Pizi led Xu Jinping into a room that resembled a teahouse.

An old man with a sheep was dozing off in the tea room.

Hearing someone come in, he quickly raised his wide sleeves and drank a cup of some kind of tea to wake himself up.

Xu Jinping guessed it was similar to drinking cold water after chewing gum.

Old Man Sheep and Weasel should be old acquaintances.

So the weasel didn't try to hide it.

They spilled the whole story, explaining that mortal affairs were none of their business, but the Jin family's daughter was kind-hearted (and loved to meddle).

It means that the old man with the sheep can just accept some benefits.

Old Man Yang wholeheartedly agreed.

The little sprite Miaomiao, who has just entered the world, is always so nosy.

So the old man agreed immediately, and like coaxing a three-year-old child, he asked Jinping if this would work, and if that would be good.

The skill in this technique is remarkable.

It seems the office has had its fair share of little monsters.

The reward was merely a symbolic amount of koi saliva from Xu Jinping.

Old Man Yang himself has no use for this thing.

I guess it's intended for the little sprites who come to the office.

Xu Jinping did not raise any objections.

There's no way to get Xiao Yi to go and scam money from that stinky scholar's house anymore, so we'll just have to fill in the gaps.

Moreover, Xu Jinping thought the old man Yang's idea of ​​using a beautiful woman as a weapon was quite good.

You tricked me out of it, but I tricked you back into it.

If they use an ordinary man to impersonate a beauty, there's absolutely no need to worry about the beauty's "safety." It's the stinky scholar who should be worried about his own hook.

When Mei San Niang sees this play, she will naturally come to her senses.

...

The little mouse squatted in the small shoulder bag, looking at everything with curiosity the whole way.

After listening, I felt that Old Man Yang was a true confidant.

I couldn't resist jogging over to the center of the three spirits to listen to their gossip.

Old Man Sheep wasn't surprised to see the little hamster. That's how all little spirits are; they can't even support themselves, yet they want to raise an even smaller one.

Actually, Old Sheep also really likes these little gadgets.

It's even more interesting than tea pets.

Thinking of someone, the old sheep turned to the side, rummaged through his small basket, and handed it a few melon seeds imbued with celestial energy.

The little rat was touched by the old sheep.

Using its claws to pry open the weasel's fingers, it rummaged through its cheek pouches—actually, it was smuggling itself across space.

He rummaged around and pulled out the immortal herb he had once plucked in a certain illusory realm.

However, the herb had already dried up.

The ethereal aura is reduced to a tiny bit, like a melon seed; its only benefit is that it keeps you awake when brewed as tea.

Laugh to death.

Xu Jinping thought that Shutongzi was trying to outlive the old sheep.

I was thinking about whether I should persuade it to switch to a different kind of medicinal herb.

Old Man Sheep, however, believed that he and the long-haired little gray mouse were of one mind.

He even personally fed the baby rat tea and snacks.

The weasel felt it was too much to bear to look at, but the child who brought the snacks got angry.

"Grandpa Sheep, you can't give this leftover snack to anyone else."

As he spoke, he transferred the long-haired gray mouse to his palm.

Xu Jinping realized that this was all an attempt to take the opportunity to pat the little rat on the back.

what a pity.

I am a fish.

You can't conquer everything with a furry appearance.