When Feng Jun arrived, he witnessed this scene. Two tall and low guards were patiently explaining to each other.

This was originally a normal thing, but when he saw him, the attitude of the two gatekeepers became more and more relaxed.

The middle-aged couple did not care about Feng Jun. In their view, it was a young man who drove in a convertible in the rain, and it was impossible for him to be a big man.

However, the guy looks ... so handsome.

Feng Jun stood there and listened to them for a while, and he understood a little bit-another one came to seek medical treatment.

The couple is from Sanjin, and another Zhengyang car is their friend.

Listening to them means that the children in the family are seriously ill and have traveled all over the country. Hearing people in Beijing say that there is a doctor here, there is a treatment remedy, and the effect is wonderful.

This kind of "famous doctor" in the mountains, they don't know how much they have visited, and each time they return with disappointment. Now their patience is almost worn out, just for the sake of children, they cannot give up.

The spirit here was heard by the two. They originally came with a mentality of a temporary try. After arriving here, they suddenly found that this master lived in such a large mountain, and they felt a little hope.

The master did not see the guests, which made them a little irritable, but at the same time, the luck was stronger, so they would patiently reason with the two gatekeepers.

The two gates are very polite and sorry for this situation-the master is not a doctor, you are all hearsay, and this place is a private site. Except for a few departments, no one is welcome to enter.

We also earn wages. You two really have a way to find someone to contact Master Feng, why bother us?

The middle-aged man said, "Well, please tell Master Feng about it, it's his business to see us or not ... I'm a little careful."

As he said, he stuffed a red envelope.

Upon seeing this, Gao Mengang was frightened, and waved his hand sternly, "This elder brother, don't harm us? Is it like this? I'm so upset."

Master Feng is next to you. You are so blatantly stuffing red envelopes, don't you want to smash our rice bowl?

The man froze for a moment, and hesitantly withdrew the red envelope. "Then, please tell the master, money is not a problem. If the child can improve, I have my own intentions for the two."

Xiao Mengang sneered, "Brother, do you think the master lives in such a big place, seems to be short of money?"

Gao Mengang also said in a deep voice, "Our guards' salaries are not high, and the guaranteed floor is more than 10,000 a month, but if you cause us to lose our jobs, it will be much harder to find another such job."

The monthly salary is more than 10,000? The man looked left and right in amazement, making sure that he was really in a wilderness, not a luxurious place in Beijing.

Finally, the woman was a bit intolerable, "Since the master is not good at medical skills, why do you call him a master?"

Gao Mengang answered very simply, "The master has no medical license."

"You have a bag in your head!" Dwarf Mengang glared at him fiercely, then looked at the woman, and spoke seriously. "Feng is always a master of fighting, and he can fight seven or eight in one person."

There was a sneer in the corner of the woman's mouth, "Master Fighter? Don't know if he accepts the challenge?"

Gao Mengang also responded. There was a problem with his own answer just now. In fact, this is the standard answer. However, it is obviously not too small to look at the other party's style. This kind of embarrassment is a bit inappropriate.

So he immediately made up for the merits, "Master Feng accepts or does not accept the challenge, that is his business, you must be able to contact him first."

"Challenge?" The man turned his head and looked at Feng Jun. "This little brother, would you please tell Master Feng that these titles of Master Fighting are very good for me to operate and make him famous all over the world? problem."

Finally saw me? Feng Jun sat on the all-terrain vehicle and did not get off, so he looked at him and asked, "Money is not a problem ... how much do you have?"

The man looked at him strangely, and answered patiently, "Don't dare to say, three or five billion can be easily obtained."

"Oh," Feng Jun smiled disapprovingly, and then asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with the child?"

The man glanced at him again, and he felt stranger in his heart. Asking so many questions, are you the master?

The woman didn't think much, and answered bluntly, "Paralysis is similar to motor neuron disease."

Feng Jun did not study medicine, but he still knew about the disease, "Ice Bucket Challenge", who hasn't heard of it yet? This is an internationally recognized condition that is difficult to cure. "Are you sure ... not gradual freezing?"

"No," the woman shook her head sternly. "We have looked for two authoritative experts on gradual freezing in China. It is definitely not grading freezing, but the symptoms are similar ... The cause of the illness is not clear.

Feng Jun asked with deep thought, "Who made you come here?"

The woman hadn't had time to speak, and the man said, "I haven't asked for advice, what do you call your friend?"

When they were talking, the two of them gathered around to watch the excitement. When they heard this, one of them laughed. "You came to Master Feng, but you didn't recognize it when you saw the real person?"

These two are nearby villagers. During their free time, they held up a parasol at the entrance of the mountain gate and sold high fragrance, mineral water or something.

Today is a rainy day, there will be no incense, but this season, at home is also idle, it is better to come and walk around, in case it can be a little rewarding?

The man was taken aback by surprise. He heard that Master Feng was extremely young, but he didn't expect it to be so young. He had to look sideways at the two guards. "Is this Master Feng?"

"Of course," Gao Mengang replied, "we are here, who dares to pretend?"

The man was overjoyed, punching Feng Jun with a fist, "I have seen the master ... can we go in now?"

Feng Jun raised his hand and pointed at the car not far away, "The little stone hanging from your car, let me take a look."

The man's brow furrowed, "Little stone ... oh, the master said that the piece of fortune is a gem?"

A rock is indeed hung on the rearview mirror of the car, which is like an ingot, but the man is strange that the stone is only the size of a ping pong ball. Not only is it raining across the window of the car, but now it is raining.

Now that the master had spoken, the man turned around and ran to the car without hesitation, removed the stone in a blink of an eye, and then ran over again and handed it to the young man in front of him.

Feng Jun took the stone, the uncomfortable breath came from this stone.

He felt it carefully, it was an unusually cold and killing feeling, which would have a certain impact on the human body. At the same time, there was some slight viciousness and resentment on it, which had nothing to do with money anyway.

Feng Jun weighed the stone and looked at the man. Shen Sheng asked, "Where did you come from?"

"Heirloom," the man replied without hesitation. "The master likes it, just take it."

"This stone is a little bit interesting," Feng Jun said with a frown. "Tell me, what do your ancestors do ... Besides this stone, what else?"

The man looked up at the sky and smirked, "Master, can we go in and talk?"

"You may think too much," Feng Jun said with a blank expression. "This stone is not enough for me to shoot. I just want to find out where the stone came from."

The woman can't stand it, "Master, stone can talk slowly, but standing here ... is it appropriate?"

"You can go back," Feng Jun raised his hand, threw the stone to the man, turned around and left, "I'm just curious and asked."

"Shut up for me!" The man shouted at the woman and shouted, "Master stays, I have other news."

Feng Jun stopped and looked back at him, "I don't ask if there is more, is there anything other than this stone?"

"Yes, there is," the man nodded sternly, and then asked, "Can you please help with the others?"

Feng Jun nodded slightly and glanced at the gatekeeper, "Put this Sanjin car in, I will wait for the No. 1 pump."

In fact, here is a few hundred meters away from the No. 1 pump. He drove all-terrain vehicles and walked away.

Not long after, the car with Sanjin license plate also arrived, and the couple walked off the car and entered the pavilion.

Feng Jun has plugged in the electric water heater, waiting for the water to boil, and at the same time took out the tea leaves and tea cups, "only green tea will be there."

The man smiled, "It doesn't matter, the guest does whatever he wants."

When the electric water heater was boiling water, Feng Jun did not speak, put the tea leaves, and found a cigarette to ignite ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Fang Shi slowly asked, "Is this stone really your family's ancestor?"

The woman could not bear it a little bit, "Master, this stone may be useful, but sooner or later we can make it clear, can we talk about the treatment of the child first ... It's life and death."

This is a little disrespectful to the master, but there is really nothing wrong with it. Leaving aside the popular Biao Our Lady, this recognition is consistent with China's traditional moral concept-human life is greater than heaven, and relatively speaking, wealth is nothing.

Feng Jun does n’t like Biao, but she ca n’t be angry, so she can only look at her and ask lightly, “Do you think I ’m asking if stone is not a cure? Do you know that this stone may be related to your son ’s illness! "

"How is this possible?" The woman did not believe it, and she said without contempt, "This is the lucky money that my loved one has passed on."

"Ancestral?" Feng Jun sneered. "What do you call this ancestral?"

"What?" The woman exclaimed, looking at the man in horror.

The man scratched his head in annoyance. "Master ... It's not what you think. It's a long story, but it's definitely something from my ancestor, Pingyang Zhuang, have you heard of it?"

"No," Feng Jun shook his head. "There is no family in the family I have heard of."

It's not nonsense. The families he has heard of are all on the mobile plane, and the earth plane is really not.

The man gave him a deep look, and remained silent for a moment, until the boiling water was poured into the teacup, before he whispered, "My dealer is from Monte."

(Updated to summon monthly tickets.)

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