Mythic Three Kingdoms: My Entry Infinitely Improves

Chapter 21 This is Ling Lang?

"It wasn't like this two days ago? What do you mean by that?"

Huang Zhong frowned, quite puzzled.

Wang Ergou said with a smile: "It's of no use for me to talk about this matter, so let them talk about it."

After finishing speaking, he turned around to look at Lao Zhangtou and the others, cupped his hands, and said, "Fellow folks, I hope you can tell me what my Wang Ergou looked like three days ago, so that this strong man can know."

"Hey, I know that. Three days ago, Ergou was a skinny little moth. I can break his stalk-like arm with one hand!" Hanhan said iron pillar.

"Yeah, Ergou was so skinny three days ago, he looked like he was dying."

"The dead face looks much rounder now." It was the little girl who spoke.

Naturally, Huang Zhong could tell whether the villagers were telling the truth or not.

Because of this, he was confused like never before.

"That's impossible!" Huang Zhong frowned, "Your physical body is strong and full, and it can't be achieved in a few days."

Wang Ergou said: "As you can see, this is the fairy art that the village chief cast on me."

"The village chief said that there is only one person who can save your son's illness. If a strong man really wants to cure your son's illness, he might as well go see the village chief in person."

At this time, Huang Zhong's heart seemed to be a little messed up.

He has always been very assertive, and his thoughts will not be messed up just because of what Wang Ergou said.

At this time, although his thoughts were chaotic, he still insisted on his own opinion.

"If what you said is true, do you dare to let someone try your body?" Huang Zhong stared at Wang Ergou carefully and said.

Wang Ergou didn't think he was disobedient at all, and said: "There is nothing I can't do."

"How to try?"

Huang Zhong said: "There is no need for much trouble, you just need to reach out."

Wang Ergou stretched out his hand carelessly.

Huang Zhong stretched out two fingers and put them directly on Wang Ergou's wrist.

A burst of true energy from his fingertips immediately traveled around Wang Ergou's meridian in his body.

"Full of qi and blood, full of inner contents, solid flesh and blood, steel and iron bones."

"This can't be some kind of fairy art!"

"If there is such a fairy art..."

Huang Zhong was puzzled.

Wang Ergou chuckled: "If there is such an immortal technique, wouldn't your son's illness be anything to be afraid of?"

At this time, Lao Zhangtou and the others looked at Wang Ergou's behavior, and obviously guessed that it was Qin Yu's order.

Each of them told Huang Zhong about the changes that had happened to them in detail.

Although the changes in each of them are definitely not as obvious and terrifying as Wang Ergou's.

But it can definitely be counted as quite amazing.

After receiving such rounds of bombing, Huang Zhong also came to Qin Yu with Huang Xu in a dizzy state.

When he was almost in front of Qin Yu, seeing Qin Yu's young and excessive appearance, he suddenly regained consciousness.

After waking up, an imperceptible embarrassment flashed across his face: "Huang Hansheng, Huang Hansheng, how could you be fascinated too? It's ridiculous to believe these ghosts and gods!"

"Since you've come here, then so-and-so has to take a good look at what kind of trick this so-called fairy art is. If you dare to count this fairy art on a certain person, you are really looking for your own death!"

The embarrassment was only fleeting.

If he realizes that this so-called fairy art is only used to fool and harm the people, then he will definitely not let it go!

Huang Xu, who was by his side, was only thirteen or fourteen years old at this time.

Frail and sickly, he followed his father to visit famous doctors, and had already gone to many places.

But like Xiaofang Village, he had never seen a village head who possessed 'immortal skills'.

Although the Taipingdao is powerful, my father usually does not have any favorable impression of this kind of Taipingdao.

Under such influence, Huang Xu knew early on that the so-called Fushui was just a trick to deceive people.

It's just that this time his father actually brought him in front of the village head who possessed the 'immortal art', which really aroused great curiosity in his heart.

Looking from afar, Huang Xu's first impression of the village chief was that he was young.

He also heard people say that those who know how to perform immortal arts should be old people with high morals and high prestige.

He also never thought that the village head who knew how to perform immortal arts would be so young.

When he got closer, he realized that the village chief was not only young, but he also looked quite handsome.

He has a sharp-edged face, sword eyebrows and star eyes. Although he is only wearing ordinary coarse linen clothes, he has a unique and independent temperament, especially his deep eyes, which make people look like stars.

There is always a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, which seems to have a strong confidence, and people can't help but feel good about him.

"Such a person, does he really know fairy art?"

Huang Xu was still thinking about this question that made him unable to judge. When he came back to his senses, he had already arrived in front of Qin Yu.

"I've heard about General Huang's name for a long time, and I'm so lucky to meet you today."

Qin Yu cupped his hands and said with a smile.

Huang Zhong couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, he frowned, cupped his hands, and said: "I don't dare to take the title of general, I'm just a nobody."

Qin Yu shook his head with a smile, and said, "General, why should you be humble? Don't you know that Jinlin is a treasure in the pond? Presumably this is your son Huang Xu?"

Huang Zhong was about to respond, but he suddenly stopped in place, looking at Qin Yu who was still smiling, full of surprise for a moment: "How do you know my son's name?"

Qin Yu said with a smile: "The general's name, I have heard of it for a long time. If you know the general, you can also know the son, so what's the difficulty?"

Huang Zhong stared at Qin Yu who was smiling all over his face.

For a moment, he really couldn't figure out Qin Yu's background.

Although he stayed in Wancheng for a period of time before, he kept a low profile on weekdays, even the few old friends around him knew little about his strength.

Besides, he is just an ordinary soldier, who would really care about him, and deliberately check his situation?
However, in this seemingly ordinary Xiaofang Village, Huang Xu's name was called out by the young village chief.

And he kept claiming that he was a general, saying things he had heard a long time ago.

"Could it be that this kid actually knows about my past when I practiced martial arts?"

"But how old is he? He can't count on Double Ten. How did he know what happened back then?"

"Could it be that he is not the age he appears to be on the surface? Are there any gods in this world who have the art of rejuvenation?"

Huang Zhong was shocked.

On the side, Wang Ergou, Tie Zhu, Lao Zhangtou and other villagers all looked at each other quietly. They must be full of surprises in their hearts.

"Yes, yes!"

"This strong man must have been summoned by the village chief's talisman!"

"If it wasn't for the village head's talisman, how could the village head know this strong man so well?"

"How could this strong man just happen to appear in front of us at the most dangerous time like a heavenly soldier?"

"The village head is really a god who came to the world, and the Taoism is boundless!"

(End of this chapter)