Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1093 What should I do?

The Nanfeng old man jumped up to scold and explain as if someone had stepped on his tail.

"Your physiognomy was handed down by the master. Everyone in the world is in your eyes, but that kid needs five or six years of your life to see through it. Could it be that he is the young master?"

The blind monk asked solemnly.

This question made Nanfeng old man stunned.

He never understood how Zhang Fan could be taught a lesson at such a young age.

Now that the blind monk said this, it actually reminded him.

"The master did tell me back then that the fate of the people in this world, only the young master and him, I can't see through."

"Could it be..."

Nanfeng Laodao also felt that this might be the truth.

"What young man?"

Listening to the conversation between the blind monk and Nanfeng old man, the disabled person asked suspiciously.

Meimei briefly talked about Zhang Fan's affairs.

"It's him?"

Zhang Fan's figure immediately appeared in the slacker's eyes.

No wonder he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy when he saw Zhang Fan.

original.

Before that, he had already met the old Taoist Nanfeng, the blind monk and Meimei.

And all three felt the same way.

Maybe it wasn't just a coincidence?
"Slacker, old man, the blind monk and I have decided to be born."

"Regardless of whether this kid is the young master or not, only when he is born is he most likely to find the young master."

Meimei raised her cheongsam slightly, sat on the Tikan of the courtyard dam, and said very seductively.

And what she said was not a discussion, it was more like a notice.

"Born?"

"It's good to be born."

The Nanfeng old man agreed without thinking.

next second.

The blind monk, Meimei, and Nanfeng Laodao were poured cold water by the slacker.

"Born? Are you... rich?"

the slacker asked amusedly.

"Fuck! How did you forget this one?"

Meimei's face turned black immediately, and she punched her with a raised hand, and the stone steps under her buttocks were directly torn apart.

"Meimei, why the fuck can't you think it over before making a decision next time?"

"My big meal just flew away like this, you fucking pay me."

The Nanfeng old man suddenly looked like his own mother died, staring at Meimei heartbrokenly and shouting.

"Amitabha, Meimei, you are unreliable in doing this!"

Even the blind monk looked at Meimei's position, put his hands together and said, "I'm going to buy myself a wig when I'm born, what a pity!"

these years.

Although they have been making money in the warrior underground market.

But the money earned will never be as much as the money spent.

What's more, in order to find his young master for so many years, his savings have long been gone.

Especially Nanfeng old man, sometimes he was hungry for too many days, so he simply ran out to bluff and deceive, and was successfully captured by the imperial guards.

after all.

At least the imperial guards are provided with food and shelter.

"You want to be born?"

The slacker who had been silent for a while suddenly spoke.

heard.

The blind monk, Nanfeng old man, and Meimei's eyes all looked at the slacker.

Then, nodding wildly.

"Then I have a solution."

The slacker hooked his hands at the three of them.

The three hurriedly gathered around the lazy man, wanting to listen carefully to his strategy.

"This way...then...that's it..."

The slacker tells his plan.

Immediately.

The blind monk beside him turned green.

"why me?"

The blind monk asked with a black line on his face.

"Because you are blind, you will lose a lot of money."

The three replied in unison.

"Damn it... I can't play anymore!"

The blind monk quit the group chat cursing.

……

now.

Longzun International Hotel.

After Long Kunlei sent Zhang Fan to the hotel, he left.

Zhang Fan returned to the presidential suite and put two sacks of medicinal materials on the ground.

"Master, where have you been? What are these two sacks?"

Hong Tianhao poked his head out of the room curiously, and asked with a smirk.

"Medicine!"

Zhang Fan replied flatly, sorting out all the medicinal materials.

really.

Except for the Snow Mountain Celestial Silkworm, the rest of the medicinal materials are all in triplicate.

"Oh? Doctor Zhang has prepared so many medicinal materials, and what kind of elixir is he preparing to refine?"

Elder Tong, who happened to come over from the presidential suite next door, couldn't help asking curiously after seeing this scene.

"I won't refine the pill this time."

Zhang Fan shook his head with a faint smile, and said, "I just heard that the first person in Beijing is seriously ill, and I just want to make some incense for calming the nerves."

"I see."

Elder Tong smiled and nodded, turned around and was about to leave.

but.

He took a step forward, and after walking two meters, he always felt that something was not right.

Back in his presidential suite, Liu Sanzhen, Xia Yuntian, and Long Shou were still studying and improving Qianjinfang.

"Master, what is Anshenxiang? Can it cure all diseases?"

Feeling very curious, Elder Tong still couldn't hold back the doubt in his heart, and asked curiously.

"Anshenxiang?"

Liu Sanzhen, Xia Yuntian, and Longshou all stopped their movements.

They looked at Elder Tong in disbelief, their burning eyes could almost eat him.

Elder Tong was so frightened that he couldn't help but took two steps back.

"Where did you hear about Anshenxiang?"

Liu Sanzhen hurriedly asked.

"He just went to the room of Miracle Doctor Zhang. He said that he was going to make some soothing incense for the capital city capital to treat his illness."

Elder Tong never thought that the reaction of Liu Sanzhen and the other three would be so violent, how dare he hesitate.

"Get out of the way!"

Liu Sanzhen rushed to the door with a 'thump', and then pulled Tong Laopa aside involuntarily.

Soothing incense.

That is Anshenxiang.

And it was Anshenxiang made by Zhang Fan.

Not surprisingly.

It must be the prescription of Anshenxiang that has been lost for hundreds of years.

Zhang Fan's presidential suite.

The closed door of the room was knocked open by Liu Sanzhen and the others.

That's right, it just crashed.

"Eh! Old Liu, Old Xia, Long Shou, you... what are you doing?"

Zhang Fan, who was about to start making Anshenxiang, looked at the three of them with a strange expression.

"Ah? Ha, ha ha... I, we... Let's come and see you, Xiao Fan, are you okay?"

Liu Sanzhen glared fiercely at Xia Yuntian and Longshou who immediately stood behind her, scratched her head in embarrassment, and made nonsense.

"I... should there be something?"

Zhang Fan asked back, dumbfounded.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes...No, it's okay, it's fine!"

Liu Sanzhen said incoherently.

"Okay! Mr. Liu, Mr. Xia, Long Shou, the three of you don't hang around here anymore. I want to make incense for calming the nerves. I'll give you one after I'm done."

Can Zhang Fan know why the three suddenly rushed in?
It was clearly for the Anshen Xiang.

It's ridiculous that the three of them are still secretive, and even talking about some irrelevant things, which is really funny.

(End of this chapter)