After Xiuxian came back, I became a vegetable farmer

He Daoxing asked, "I want to talk to you alone."

Fang Jinhua is very wary of him, but to be honest, the main reason Fang Jinhua is willing to stand here is that he also wants to know where these dishes come from.

Facing a cultivator who has no cultivation level, what does Fang Jinhua have to be afraid of?
Contact the paramedics and push the person to the next room.

There are so many empty rooms in the hospital, and there are patients next door, but if you pull the bed curtain, unless you are really free, no one will eavesdrop.

"What do you want to say?"

"Mr. Fang, I took over this position from you. Over the years, I have worked hard for the association, and I have worked hard without credit."

Zhang Song moved a chair over for him.

Fang Jinhua sat down and listened patiently to the other party.

"But I'm useless now. After many years of cultivation, I was destroyed by one punch from him. Do I really want me to just forget about it?"

"You don't have to count, you can fight against Mr. Liu." Fang Jinhua asked him, "But, what are you going to use to compete with him?"

Fang Jinhua also guessed it, and that's all he could say when he was asked to come over.

He Daoxing nodded, "Yes, I have no way to compete with him, do you have a way?"

Before Fang Jinhua could open his mouth, he continued, "Today, he can dislike me and destroy my cultivation with one punch, but in the future, will other practitioners accidentally provoke him?

It can be foreseen that it must end up like me.”

"Old Fang, he is too strong, no one in this world is his opponent." He also asked, "Isn't such a person scary?"

Fang Jinhua's eyes fell on He Daoxing's face.

That glaring calculation was just laid out on the surface.

He Daoxing judges others by himself, who can tolerate such a strong existence without destroying him?
He Daoxing didn't have the guts, he thought Fang Jinhua didn't either.

"As long as he is alive, we will bet that he will always be right in his beliefs." He Daoxing continued, "If one day, he goes wrong and starts attacking ordinary people, and no one in the entire association can stop him, then the association still exists meaning?"

Fang Jinhua raised the corner of his mouth, but quickly suppressed it. He cleared up his emotions and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"You must have tried the dish I gave you." He Daoxing said, "If all members of the association can eat this kind of dish every day, it won't take long for all members to improve their cultivation.

I believe that within a year, if we face him again with the power of the entire association, we will definitely not be at a disadvantage. "

Fang Jinhua asked him, "How many dishes do you have, how dare you say such a thing?"

He Daoxing thought he was tempted, "As much as you want."

"You bother so much to improve the cultivation of all members of the association. Even if the association can face Liu Baihua in the future, what good will it do you?"

"As long as this disaster can be eliminated, I don't expect any benefits." He Daoxing quickly followed up: "However, for the sake of the association, I hope you can guarantee me that I will continue to be in this position."

That's all, what else do you want?
Fang Jinhua: "Most of the people under the management of the association are practitioners. Now that you have lost your cultivation base, who is willing to obey you?"

"So I want you to vouch for me." He Daoxing said, "For the sake of those dishes, you can think about it carefully."

Having said that, Fang Jinhua knew that He Daoxing would never easily say how that dish came about.

"If you can provide those dishes to the association, I believe the members will also be convinced of you." Fang Jinhua asked, "How long will it take for the members' cultivation to match Liu Baihua's?"

He Daoxing thought for a while, "It will only take two years at most."

Fang Jinhua stood up, "I'm still willing to believe in you. Whenever the members can eat those dishes, you will return to your original position."

He Daoxing looked at Fang Jinhua's back with satisfaction.

He succeeded, and he knew he would.

Who would not be greedy for such a good thing?Holding those vegetables in his hand is holding the lifeline of the association.

"Congratulations, Mr. He." Zhang Song took a step behind and congratulated He Daoxing.

He Daoxing reluctantly sat up from the bed, "Thank you very much."

Before Fang Jinhua left the hospital, he received a call from Wan Qing.

"It's strange that you should call me."

"Long time no see, Mr. Fang." Wan Qing said bluntly, "That old bastard Liu Baihua asked me to call you, saying that you will pay back the money he owes me. Do you know about this?"

It's strange that Fang Jinhua knew, he didn't even know when Liu Baihua owed Qian Wanqing money.

"How much does Mr. Liu owe you?"

"More than 600."

In Fang Jinhua's eyes, more than 600 yuan is nothing, "I'll give it back to you right away. Do you want to give me your bank card number, or just add me as a friend?"

"A bank card, I can't add any friends on this phone." Wan Qing reported the card number to the other party, and when she was about to hang up the phone, she asked, "Have you been to Qingcui Mountain today?"

"There are a lot of things going on today, and I haven't been there yet. Has something happened to Mr. Liu?"

"Something has happened, the old thing has survived the thunder disaster. Well, that's it, transfer the money to me as soon as possible, I have to catch up with the next scene, so I will hang up first."

The phone jumped back to the lock screen page, and Fang Jinhua was still standing there holding up the phone.

Thunder robbery?Is it the Thunder Tribulation he understood?
But it's not right, the weather has been fine recently, and I haven't seen a single thunderstorm.

But Wan Qing was never a nonsense person.

If Liu Baihua's cultivation was higher than Lei Jie's, then He Daoxing's little thoughts just now would be too ridiculous.

How do ordinary people fight against immortals?
"Dad, I asked the doctor to move him back." Zhang Song noticed that his expression was unnatural, "What's wrong with you?"

"Go to Green Mountain!"

For hundreds of years, among cultivators, no one has ever been able to cultivate to this level.

When he was young, his master said that in today's world, if anyone can achieve great success, then that person can only be Liu Baihua.

Unexpectedly, this sentence came true.

"What happened to Qingcui Mountain?" Zhang Song asked while driving.

"You'll know when you see it."

Before Lin Xian's family had finished eating, Sister-in-Law Feng came to visit.

Seeing that Lin Xian's grandmother was also there, she greeted her warmly, "I haven't seen you for several years. When the road is repaired, it will be convenient to come to my daughter's house. Our place has a lot of trees and a good environment. You should come and live here often in the future."

At noon, grandma was conscious, and most people couldn't see that there was something wrong with her.

Sister-in-law Feng was eating melon seeds with grandma on the porch, and grandma even knew to ask Lin Xian to pour water for sister-in-law Feng.

"Not busy, not busy, I just got full and can't drink."

Finally, when Mama Lin came out after eating, she held back gossip for several minutes before she started talking.

"A lot of people came to the village chief's house today, do you know?"

Lin Ma dragged the small bench and sat down, "A lot of people came to my house today, and I'm so busy that I'm free now, and I don't have time to take care of other people's affairs."

"I saw a lot of people coming to your house in the morning, but I saw a lot of people returning empty-handed. Is there no food in the field?"

Mama Lin: "Don't you talk about the village head's family?"