Feng Jun did not ask to go to the cave with the other party-people looked so tightly, I would not agree.

He might consider forcing the other party, but he has not reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

Cang Lin knew the etiquette, and under his current conditions, to grab is also to grab a mobile phone plane, no one here is worth his attention.

Sure enough, Zhuang Haoyun did not mean to invite him to Pingyang, and left with his wife.

Gu Jiahui was originally a plane in the afternoon, and I heard that there might be a new patient in the manor.

She wanted to see Master Feng's magical medicine again, and wanted to know more secrets-what price did the other party pay?

Yang Yuxin will not let her daughter change her sign, but seeing that all female anti-thieves are generally guarding their daughters, she is also not comfortable, "Go back to make up the class first, and wait to catch up with the course progress ... Allow you to come on Saturday.

Gu Jiahui said unhappily, "Mom, my high school third grade courses are all self-study, no need to hurry."

However, the words didn't help much, and she got on the plane in a daunting manner.

In the next few days, Feng Jun was still pondering the spirit planting, and at the same time learning the relevant knowledge of communication networking.

In the early morning three days later, Zhuang Haoyun finally arrived, this time he changed a SUV, followed by a light truck.

He brought more than a hundred stone fragments, with a total weight of one and a half tons.

Feng Jun asked them to unload the goods in the warehouse, recognize them slightly, and then nodded, "Okay, send your son."

More than half of the stones brought by the other party are ordinary, but there are more than a dozen of them.

He did n’t know if this was the banker ’s entire inventory, but it did n’t matter to him—it ’s a piece of magic weapon, and it ’s impossible to piece together a complete magic weapon. Why bother?

That's right, this is a piece of magic weapon that can only be used by cultivators during the dust, and this broken stone magic weapon should be very powerful, killing a lot of people, otherwise there will not be so much anger.

What Feng Jun wanted to understand more was: has the earth circle ever had the activity of a practitioner during the dust-raising period?

Well, considering the stone ring he got, this plane probably has a visitor of immortals.

However, if you think about it again, such a powerful magic weapon has been shattered-will there be any cultivators in the Jindan period?

But in any case, this kind of situation appeared in the family of Zhuang surname, it is still reluctant to accept-after all, the ancestor Zhuang Zhou of the family is so famous.

He did not worry about these causes and effects. The fragments of more than a dozen magic weapons came from the same magic weapon, enough for him to take action.

An hour later, Zhuang Haoyun's son was sent by a commercial vehicle and did not use the luxury bus from Luohua Manor.

However, it is impossible to do not want to use a luxury bus-in Luohua Manor, refuse strangers!

Therefore, Zhuang Haoyun's son is also enjoying Gu Jiahui's treatment-he was directly placed on the bus and took the car as his home.

To be honest, this is also a bit of resentment in Feng Jun ’s heart: if you do n’t let me go to the cave in your house, you ca n’t believe me.

Since you can't believe me, why should I trust you?

He believes that if he goes to the cave, he is likely to find more things-his mobile phone has a very powerful exploration function.

Anyway, he put the other party in the car, and the car was still parked opposite the No. 1 pumping pavilion, which was very far from the villa.

Zhuang Zesheng is an 18-year-old young man, almost one and a half meters tall, but he is so thin that he can't even reach eighty kilograms.

From below his abdomen, he had lost his ability to move. His legs were as thin as a stalk, and his arms were somewhat fleshy.

The little guy's mental state is also not good, his eyes straightened, a pair of uninteresting looks, when he saw Feng Jun, he didn't even say hello, just looked at the other party blankly.

His mother paid much attention to this point, "Student, don't say hello to Master Feng? Be polite!"

Zhuang Zesheng was in a daze for a while before recovering, nodded at Feng Jun slightly, and said blankly, "Master is good."

Zhuang Haoyun was worried about Feng Jun ’s anger, and immediately explained aloud, “Master, the child used to be very lively and polite. This disease has dragged on for almost four years ... he was a bit depressed, and I ’m really sorry.”

Feng Jun is also a little annoyed by the rudeness of the other party. He has seen more than one or two bear children, but if he has such an attitude towards the doctors who treat the disease, it will be too capricious to live-you are really rare when you give me Do you heal?

Zhuang Haoyun's explanation was timely, Feng Jun thought about it, but it was also the most rebellious adolescence when the little guy was ill. In this situation, his temperament changed greatly and was normal.

He stretched out his hand, put a pulse on the opponent's left wrist, and then switched to the right wrist.

Before he could speak, he opened his mouth and spit out his tongue. His face was still expressionless and his eyes were blank.

Feng Jun waved his hand and said lightly, "I'm not a doctor, I don't look at the tongue."

Sheng Sheng closed his mouth, and his face was as calm as a wax figure.

Feng Jun frowned, the other party's condition, he probably already clear, speaking conscience, business counterparts-this kind of disease can only be cured by immortal practitioners.

Seeing him frowning and not talking, Zhuang Zesheng's mother's face was also dull, and after waiting for a long time, when the other party refused to speak, she summoned the courage to ask in a low voice, "Master ... This disease?"

"Nengzhi," Feng Jun nodded blankly, "but ... a little embarrassed."

When he heard the word "nengzhi", Zhuang Zesheng's eyebrows moved slightly, but then, the corner of his mouth drooped slightly again-alas, this is the case again.

Seeking medical advice and medicines all these years, he has seen too many scammers-he started to blow into the sky, spent a lot of money, and finally he couldn't cure it.

In fact, being cheated for some money is not the most hateful thing. The most hateful thing is to eat all kinds of strange drugs. He now has a serious stomach problem, and his body has poor recovery ability.

But when I heard Feng Jun said he could rule, the eyes of Zhuang Haoyun's husband and wife were all lit up—they knew that this one was not Ye Langzhong, but he had real skills.

Zhuang Haoyun slapped his chest and said in an almost exaggerated tone, "What's the problem, just talk!"

Feng Jun found a pack of cigarettes and handed Zhuang Haoyun a branch.

Zhuang Haoyun smiled and waved his hand, not because he did not smoke, but that his wife had tight control-in front of his son, he could not smoke.

However, his wife could only watch the other person smoking, not daring to say a word-even if it was in the car.

Feng Jun lighted his own cigarette and smoked two words before saying, "The patient's fault is brought out of the mother's womb ... Congenital deficiency, so he fell ill when he was the fastest growing."

Zhuang Haoyun ’s wife was anxious, but she did n’t want to carry this pot. “Master, when he was born, he was eight and a half pounds. How could he be born short?”

"Weight and congenital insufficiency are not necessarily inevitable," Feng Jun said with certainty. He pondered, he looked at Zhuang Haoyun and spoke meaningfully, "And, this congenital deficiency is related to bad temper."

Zhuang Zesheng's eyebrows flickered a little again-this liar is even lower grade, what is he saying?

However, Zhuang Haoyun and his wife heard the words and thought about it for a while, and their faces all changed. They both thought of the lucky money.

Both of them believed that this stone had the function of warding off evil spirits, so Zhuang's wife often wore the stone on her body when she knew she was pregnant and went out.

Unexpectedly, this was originally intended to protect the unborn baby's move, but instead caused his son to be paralyzed.

Feng Jun also guessed that this is the possibility, that the stone's anger, the person with a stronger blood can carry it, but the harm to the baby who has not given birth is not so great.

Zhuang Zesheng said in his heart that his parents wouldn't be fooled by such low-level deception? Unexpectedly, he saw his dad raised his hand and slapped himself hard, "I'm such an asshole!"

"Don't matter, it's none of your business," his wife grabbed his hand. "You can only blame your father-in-law."

watt? Zhuang Zesheng, who always has no expression, finally twitched the corner of his mouth. Before I was born, what did my grandpa do?

Of course Zhuang Haoyun can understand the meaning of his wife ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This stone was taken back by his dad. He felt that he had the effect of warding off evil spirits, and he gave it to him specially, and he gave it to his wife, which led to the birth defects.

"Now pursuing responsibility has no meaning," he looked at Feng Jun again, and said, "Master, you can't be more right, I very much agree, so ... what can we do?"

"It has nothing to do with you," Feng Jun smoked two more cigarettes and waved his hands impatiently. "Your son will be cured of this disease, at least three months!"

He's tired of being crooked at this point. It's easy to cure the little guy, but he wants to make up for the congenital deficiencies. That's not an overnight thing. He has to recuperate in the spirit circle like Gu Jiahui.

For three months, he talked about it in less time. Of course, after he was cured, he could ignore it, and wait for the other party to pass the disease for decades before he was cured.

However, this is contrary to his code of conduct: how can a person have a beginning and no end?

"Three months?" Zhuang Haoyun's wife rolled his eyes and tentatively asked, "Any inconvenience?"

She asked more gently, in fact, she wanted to ask-is it a matter of cost?

"I don't like to keep people in my manor," Feng Jun answered simply, "inconvenient."

Zhuang Haoyun and his wife Qi Qi were silent, and said that the master's temper is really not ordinary.

If you want to talk about the cost, let's talk about it. If you say you are inconvenient, what can we say?

Just when the two were silent, Zhuang Zesheng suddenly said, "Master, how long can my legs move?"

"How long?" Feng Jun glanced at him, turning his head and throwing his cigarette **** out of the car. "I will let you move in minutes."

"Is it?" The three villagers heard the words and their eyes lit up. "The master is also invited."

(Updated to summon monthly tickets.)