Who would have thought that the next morning, some people were waiting more actively in the martial arts field than him.

When Gu Zheng saw the group of warriors led by Huang Hongfei, looking forward to the newly explained books in his hands, he was amazed by his painting skills and impressed by his concise and simple explanations, a large pile of equally simple books appeared in his hands.

What are the "Wulang Bagua Stick", "Iron Wire Fist", "Five Elements Fist"...

There is also Huang Hongfei's unique skill "Shadowless Feet"

These are his next work, repairing these imperfect martial arts secrets that cannot be understood by humans.

Gu Zheng was amused and crying and had only one thought. Zhibaolin planned to imitate the great sect and establish a Sutra Library himself.

Well, this is also included in the original owner's mission, to rescue and repair books.

Look, secrets are also books, don’t use bean bags as dry food!

The client, this is also a piece-based item!

Gu Zheng gave his thoughts at this time perfectly to the original owner through Xiaowangshu. Who would have thought that this pedantic scholar actually agreed immediately?

During the past few days of personal observation and study, the client suddenly learned a lot from Gu Zheng.

His thoughts have been perfectly sublimated from protecting specific books to the level of continuation of cultural heritage.

Love of books is worthy of praise in Gu Zheng's idea. It is a noble act. Of course, the original owner's thief was automatically ignored by him. The flaws do not hide the merits, and the flaws do not hide the merits.

Gu Zheng, who didn't know that he had received recognition, finally came out to breathe after he left work after he put all these books back.

Both my son and I have the same virtue, and grasping someone is a fierce use.

No matter what, go buy a piece of clothing first. I am already a wealthy person with a savings of half a buck! If I wear such clothes on my body, it is not consistent with my identity.

It was already evening after work, but the streets leading to the commercial street of Zhibaolin reached the busiest time of the day.

This street that can only accommodate two horses, has been filled with people who have returned home from work.

There were people coming and going in front of the serious store. The small vendors who went to the city to retail had no longer had their previous reserve. They found a barely stuffed gap on this street and placed the rest in their hands, hoping to sell them all before the gates of Buddha City were closed.

At this moment, it is the opportunity for housewives to take advantage of the housewives. Not fresh dishes, meat that is eager to sell in summer, and some groceries in stock, are the ones they buy.

However, Gu Zheng, who arrived on this street, had a different goal. He went straight to the garment shop that the poor people rarely visited. In just a quarter of an hour, he appeared at the door again, and changed like a bird gun and a cannon.

At this time, Gu Zheng's robe was no longer the torn robe that was so gray that he could not tell his appearance, but an indigo cotton robe that was put on it.

Although the materials and tailoring are the most common ones in the store, Gu Zheng's body renders him a bit gentle and elegant.

At this time, Gu Zheng was finally able to be respectfully praised by someone who was unfamiliar with him, sir.

Now, he was shy again and came to the tavern seat without panic. However, he stood in front of the drinking table outside the counter for a long time, but he didn't see a familiar bartender coming to greet him.

"Hey, I said, bartender, are you not planning to do business today? No regular customers are welcome?"

The bartender mentioned put down the spoon selling wine in his hand and turned his head in surprise: "Are you Mr. Gu? You have changed a lot. I thought you were a distinguished guest who wanted to enter the restaurant to have a drink, but it was just a water brand for me to check out the dishes."

"Why is Mr. Gu a developed person now and he doesn't plan to go in and have a drink?"

Gu Zheng, who was outside the platform, quickly shook his head: "Don't, I still like this familiar smell. You should give it to me according to the old rules. By the way, my wine yesterday was still warm in your bowl, I don't know..."

"Oh, of course I'll make it up for you, but Mr. Gu, what did the widows who lit the dark lights yesterday look for you?"

"It won't be... Hehehe, you know, today you not only came back without any damage, but also put on a brand new robe... Everyone understands."

Where is this and where!

Gu Zheng just sent the wine to his mouth and almost sprayed it out again.

He was about to explain the whole story of the matter when he noticed that his long gown was gently pulled from behind.

Behind him was Xiao Su Qier looking at him with a serious face and signaling him to go to the corner to speak.

Without even talking to the bartender, Gu Zheng came to a corner not far away with the little beggar.

"I didn't buy buns today. I'll invite you to have a full meal another day. Thank you for your message to save your life."

"No, I, Su Xiaoqi'er, is so kind to Yuntian. How could I coerce others to repay kindness? I have a serious matter to find you today. Look, take it, someone asks me to hand it to you, you can give me a reply, and I will still send it to the reply."

The little beggar, who was still serious, handed a letter from his arms.

Gu Zheng, who looked puzzled, took the letter and read it carefully twice, and a corresponding joy appeared on his face.

He looked around and looked around. He spent two big money to borrow paper and pen at the sour scholar stall at the intersection of the street. He finished writing the reply in a few seconds, and stuffed it back into the envelope made of rough paper.

"Here! Little brother, this is a reply to the Tankou. Why have you done the work of sending messages for them? Don't you beggars' sect look down on these ignorant women the most on weekdays?"

When asked about this, Su Xiaoqier's face showed a rare hint of shyness and admiration. He corrected Gu Zheng's attitude very seriously and returned righteously: "Mr. Gu, you can't always look at people with some perspectives. I originally thought that way."

"But your husband doesn't know that after I saw their righteous deeds last night, I realized that these women were a little stupid, but what they did was admirable."

As the little beggar said, the child finally started dancing and slept on the top of the warehouse where the dock was recruiting workers at night. The battle between the red lights and foreign smuggling ships he saw was lowered and he described it vividly to Gu Zheng.

"In short, these are all benevolent and righteous teachers, and it is also my honor to be able to convey information between Mr. Gu and the earth. Today they asked our Beggars' Sect to be responsible for the future contact with Mr. Gu, so I agreed immediately."

"I should also contribute my own strength to the teacher of justice!"

Looking at the appearance of this young beggar who was not old but pretended to be old, Gu Zheng's cold and hard heart softened a little. He touched the other person's hair with his hand, handed out the last copper coin in his sleeve, and stuffed it into the other person's hand.

"Here, the Justice Teacher also needs food and grass to go first, and only when you are full can you have strength, right?"

Looking at the envelope in his hand and the greasy and greasy money left after buying the buns, the boy who didn't know what crying was, his voice trembled when he replied: "Well, I'm going to sir, you go to drink too!"

After saying that, he squeezed in the crowd without looking back and disappeared into the direction of the small street... Friends reading books, you can search for "" and find this site as soon as possible.
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