Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 950
The factories and shops of Huairentang, the hot spring villas, and the homestays invested and built by the villagers were integrated and grouped, so that even in the off-season of tourism, the villagers can keep their income in drought or flood.

It's just that the actual implementation of this idea requires cumbersome steps, and it can't be agreed in a few sentences, so Zhang Fan didn't bring it up at the moment, and when everyone is free, they will brainstorm together.

"Is that so?"

Su Rong, Wan Qian and the others gave Zhang Fan a faint look, who told him not to speak clearly at once.

"Of course, otherwise what do you think?"

Zhang Fan also replied unceremoniously, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks again, and directly cooked the rice.

"By the way, I have to leave the village for a while tomorrow, and I'm not sure when I'll be back."

After Zhang Fan took two mouthfuls of rice, he put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at the crowd with a serious face and said.

"Leaving again?"

Su Rong glared at Zhang Fan with some complaints.

"Yeah, Xiaofan, you'll be back in less than a day, where are you going?"

Wan Qian also couldn't accept Zhang Fan's actions, so she asked too much.

"This place is in Jiang Province. I don't know exactly where it is."

Zhang Fan had no way to explain the Qiyao Pavilion or the sect to Su Rong and the others, so he could only cover it up vaguely.

"No matter where you go, be careful with yourself."

Su Rong knew that Zhang Fan couldn't be kept, so she could only warn him carefully.

"Okay! I will."

Zhang Fan nodded heavily, and everyone moved their chopsticks.

Everyone chatted while eating, it was very lively.

Chang Jinxuan talked about some things that happened in the village during this period, and the benefits brought by the tourist attractions of Shili Gallery and Baishi Huahai.

Su Rong, Wan Qian, and Yao Linna told Zhang Fan about the current situation of Huairentang and Hot Spring Villa.

It took more than an hour for a dinner to be considered over.

……

at that time.

Guizhou Province, Yunhai City.

Haitian Garden Villa Hill, located on the top of the hill, is a single-family villa standing majestically. From a distance, it looks like a western-style castle. Looking down from the top, it not only covers a vast area, but also has lawns, swimming pools, and airports. all available.

Standing on the lawn outside the villa, looking out, you can see most of Yunhai City.

The location of this villa is a symbol of the identity of the owner, honorable and lofty.

now.

In the main hall of the villa, there were fierce quarrels, which were extremely mixed.

"Father! Don't force me, the Young Pavilion Master is already dying, I won't marry him."

The voice was a little hoarse, and the tone was full of unwillingness, but it seemed very powerful, crying loudly.

It was a young girl who said this. Her head was wrapped in a embroidered scarf, her dress was embroidered with lace, and there were many silver ornaments on the chest and earlobes of the clothes. When she shook her body, there would be a crisp sound of "ringing and ringing" The sound is a unique style of clothing in Guizhou Province.

Of course, the girl is none other than Gao Tian Buyun who left the capital one day before Zhang Fan.

Her bare knees were kneeling on the cold ground. Unfortunately, the old man standing in front of her, Gao Tiansu, was unmoved, with an extremely stern face, and slammed the table hard, saying sharply: "This piece It's up to you!"

After finishing speaking, he left the main hall directly, leaving Gao Tian Buyun lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.

I don't know how long it took before an old man walked slowly to Gao Tian Buyun, helped her up, and sat on the sofa.

"Bu Yun, don't blame your parents, it's all grandpa's fault for all the mistakes in this matter."

The old man is Gao Tianzhengxiong. By coincidence, he became a disciple of the Qiyao Pavilion.

"Grandpa, if the Young Pavilion Master can still live safely, I can accept it for the sake of the family, but now the Young Pavilion Master is dying, and a ghost marriage is too cruel for Buyun."

Gao Tian Buyun washed his face with tears, curled up into a ball, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Son, this is life."

Gao Tian Zhengxiong shook his head helplessly, and gently stroked Gao Tian Buyun's head.

It was supposed to be a happy event for everyone, but who knew it would end like this?
"No! I don't recognize this fate."

Gao Tian Buyun shook his head vigorously, got up, and ran back into the room.

"Ugh!"

Gao Tianzhengxiong sighed softly, walked out of the main hall of the villa, and looked up at the starry sky feebly, feeling restless.

……

the next day.

Zhang Fan got up early, put away the silver needles, took the talisman paper, and left the villa.

Outside the house, Hong Tianhao, Wu Xiaokang, Feng Yang, Liu Yanran and Tong Lao were all waiting. Tank 800 and Volvo S80 left Baishi Village one after another.

Same as when they came back, Liu Yanran was sitting in the co-pilot position of the tank 800, Hong Tianhao, Wu Xiaokang, and Feng Yang were with Tong Lao.

"Master Zhang, before leaving, I have to dissuade you, don't go to the Qiyao Pavilion."

Liu Yanran stared at Zhang Fan very seriously, and her solemn tone did not sound like persuasion at all, but an order.

"If I don't go, Gao Tian Buyun's life will be over."

Zhang Fan replied flatly.

He never thought of himself as a saint, but if he met someone, he would help if he could.

"Last night, the Qiyao Pavilion passed the news of the Medical King Conference to the outside world through the power of the world, and the time is set for tomorrow."

"If nothing else happens, all major Chinese medicine families and some doctors who have become monks from Ye Luzi are all rushing to the Qiyao Pavilion."

Seeing Zhang Fan like this, Liu Yanran had no choice but to tell Zhang Fan as much news about the Qiyao Pavilion as possible, so that he could be mentally prepared.

"Oh? The Medical King Conference?"

Zhang Fan looked at Liu Yanran curiously.

"It is the competition for recruiting disciples of the Qiyao Pavilion. It used to be held in October every year, but this time it has been moved forward by a full quarter, and invitations have been distributed widely. I hope that all the famous Chinese medicine families can also go."

Liu Yanran knew that Zhang Fan didn't know anything about these things, after some explanations, she hesitated and said, "If nothing else happens, the purpose of the Qiyao Pavilion to hold the King of Medicine Conference ahead of time is to find strange people to treat Master Shaoge. "

Zhang Fan suddenly realized that the so-called Medical King Conference was the recruitment of disciples that Han Anping had mentioned to him before.

It's just that this year is different from previous years. Not only have the major families of Chinese medicine been invited, but they have also cast a wide net. Anyone with an idea can participate.

"So, the Liu family has already received the invitation letter?"

Zhang Fan asked with a smile.

"That's right! My grandfather even sent Uncle Lin there this time. You'll know when we meet tomorrow."

Liu Yanran nodded noncommittal.

"Is there any other news?"

Zhang Fan asked with a smile, he really knew too little about the Strange Medicine Pavilion, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he knew nothing about it, especially since he couldn't find any news about the Strange Medicine Pavilion on the Internet.

(End of this chapter)