Online fortune-telling: Xiaoyou, your son has another father

Chapter 97 The Story Is Finally Finished
"hiss……"

After listening to Lu Heng's words, everyone present couldn't help but gasped.

It's like eating a devil pepper.

What kind of pill can actually cure advanced blood cancer?
That worldly expert is indeed worthy of being a "fairy"!

Not only can you take out strange things like Xianmi, but also medicine pills that can cure terminal illnesses.

If you don't seize the time to develop such treasures, wouldn't you be sorry for yourself?

Thinking of this, the eyes of Director Li and the two "Xuan" uncles became more and more intense.

Lu Heng was taken aback by these three people.

Made, I'm not gay, what are you staring at?
The three head teachers of Tai Yi Yi, Jing Ming Dao and Lou Guan Dao frowned slightly, thoughtful.

The thinking of the three of them is different from that of Director Li.

Director Li and the three want to get the pill that can cure the advanced stage of blood cancer, as well as the celestial rice that can be fragrant for [-] meters, and use it to make a profit.

The three headmasters didn't care about these things.

What they want is the practice method of that "immortal".

If I can obtain these methods of practice, can I also cultivate some supernatural powers?

What Song Veteran General Lu Heng said just now was recorded in the notebook.

Draw circles back and forth on the "blue pill" with a pen.

He wondered if the pill was only for blood cancers, or if it would work for other cancers as well.

If it is also effective for other cancers, then its value is simply inestimable!
And Xuan Cheng remained expressionless.

It seems that what Lu Heng said just now did not cause any waves in his heart.

This made Lu Heng feel guilty.

Could it be that this cheap master saw something?
impossible?

Obviously my acting skills are very good!

Inside the main hall, there was no sound.

Including Lu Heng, everyone had different thoughts in their hearts.

So for a while, no one spoke again.

"Qingfeng, is that pill really so magical?"

The first person to break the silence was actually Xuan Ming who had never spoken.

Curiosity was written all over this cheap uncle's face, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked aloud.

"I am not sure as well."

"However, a month ago, the priest gave me another one. After eating it, I felt much better again."

According to the content of the story written before, Lu Heng pretended to be confused.

"That should really work!"

Xuan Ming nodded and said nothing more.

"Cough cough..."

Director Li coughed lightly, and asked aloud, "Master Qingfeng Xiaodao, you...you..."

"Are you sure that worldly expert is seeking immortality?"

Originally, he wanted to ask if the other party still had that little blue pill in his hand.

If there is, he is going to use it to identify the ingredients.

But before he could say anything, Elder Song cast his gaze, and he was so frightened that he quickly changed the question.

"Sure!"

Lu Heng nodded.

"Then if we go there now, will we be able to meet that expert?"

A certain uncle of the "Xuan" generation couldn't wait to ask.

"The priest left a few days ago."

"He said there was something to do, but I don't know what it was."

Like a robot, Lu Heng nodded and shook his head.

"Then he didn't say when he'd be back?"

Another uncle of the "Xuan" generation couldn't hold back anymore.

"no!"

Lu Heng replied bluntly.

When the two heard this, they looked at each other, unable to hide their disappointment.

"Nephew Qingfeng, didn't that expert teach you any cultivation methods?"

Headmaster Taiyi asked for the first time.

"no!"

"The Taoist said that I am terminally ill, my potential has been cut off, and my practice is hopeless."

Lu Heng replied again.

"I see."

Headmaster Taiyi nodded lightly, exchanged glances with the other two headmasters, and stopped asking.

"Everyone should be fine, right?"

Elder Song looked around at everyone.

Everyone shook their heads, saying no.

After some inquiries and conversations just now, they can see that the Qingfeng in front of them is actually a tool person who doesn't know what to ask.

The answers they want are all in the "fairy"!
"Since everyone has no questions, let me ask the last one!"

Elder Song turned his gaze and landed on Lu Heng again.

He asked and answered again: "Prince Qingfeng Xiaodao, I want to ask, is the masked Taoist priest who broadcast the fortune-telling on the Douhu platform the same expert?"

"Yes!"

Lu Heng nodded to confirm.

After hearing this, Elder Song knew what was in his mind, and said with a smile, "Well, let's stop here today."

"Master Qingfeng Xiaodao, if you have anything to do, you can leave first."

Lu Heng pouted secretly.

This shit is a typical behavior of a scumbag!
Pull × ruthless!
When you run out, throw it away!
However, the story he told everyone today feels okay.

After all, the real big drama is in Qiuxian Temple!

"Master, the disciple will leave first."

Lu Heng looked at Xuan Cheng, the cheap master, and thought that the story was finally finished.

"Go!"

Xuan Cheng nodded slightly, indicating that he could leave.

Without any nostalgia, Lu Heng turned around and walked out of Qingyun Palace.

He doesn't care what these people are thinking, as long as he throws "Zhen Yuanzi" out at a certain time, then he himself will be safe.

As for what these people want from "Zhen Yuanzi", they will respond if they want to, and run away if they don't want to.

Anyway, is it normal for an expert in the world to disappear for 360 days a year?

……

Time flies by.

In a blink of an eye, it was a week.

In the past week, Lu Heng did not let "Zhen Yuanzi" appear.

He heard from those brothers who delivered daily necessities to Qiuxian Temple that Mr. Song and others purposely set up tents outside Qiuxian Temple in order not to be disrespectful to "Zhen Yuanzi".

It's a pity that "Zhen Yuanzi" has never shown up, which made Song Lao and others wait for seven days in vain.

"After holding back for so long, the vest should have appeared!"

"Then tonight, let's broadcast live first!"

Lu Heng felt that the time was almost up, and it was time to implement the next plan.

After all, Mr. Song is also in his 60s.

And those three Headmasters are not young anymore.

If something happens to them, it's not so good.

Sure enough, I am still too kind!
At [-] o'clock in the evening, Lu Heng turned on the Douhu live broadcast and entered his own live broadcast room.

Lovely leeks, I miss you so much!
At this time, the re-broadcast after ten days made the water friends go crazy.

After receiving the push message, everyone rushed into the live broadcast room immediately.

"Daozhang, why did you abandon me for so long?"

"Scumbag! How dare you not come to see me for ten days?"

"Woooo...do you know how I spent the past ten days?"

"Ten days, that's 240 hours! That's [-] minutes! That's... who knows where my calculator is?"

"In the days when there was no Taoist leader, I couldn't eat well and sleep well, and beautiful women lost their attractiveness."

"Yeah, I'm already tired of those half-covered coquettish sluts, I just want to see mudslides like Taoist priest!"

"Ahem...Brother, can you elaborate on those coquettish bastards?"

(End of this chapter)