Big man

Xin Lin didn't answer Wu Shuochang's question, but said plainly: "One Seven Kings Pill will keep your son safe for one year. After nine years, it will depend on his own fortune."

At this moment, Wu Shuochang stared wide-eyed at the delicate jade bottle on the small table, swallowed, his chest heaved, and he looked extremely excited, wishing to snatch the jade bottle in his hand and check whether it was true or not. Still have the slightest appearance of an outsider?

In fact, this "Seven Kings Pill" is too important to him.

Xiao Fan's physiognomy was extremely accurate, his son Wu Qing was indeed born with a premature death, he tried all means to save his son's life, and it became more and more difficult.However, it has long been heard that the holy medicine "Seven Kings Pill" secreted by Qimiao Palace has miraculous effects on life extension, but they can't ask for it.

Qimiao Palace is well-known in Jianghu, there are countless rumors about Qimiao Palace, but when I really want to find the location of Qimiao Palace, I find that there is no clue at all, everything is in vain, I only hear its name, but I can’t see it .

Now that the "Seven Kings Pill" is suddenly delivered to his door, how can Wu Shuochang calm down?

"Master...Master, this, this can't be true, can it? The Qimiao Palace is just a legend..."

Xiao Anzi's eyes widened too, and he stammered, his brows were full of doubts.

Xiao Fan smiled and waved to the little boy not far away.

The little boy seemed to have a good impression of him, grinned, put down the paintbrush in his hand, and walked over slowly.At such a young age, he is somewhat calm and calm, not as lively and active as his peers.

"Old man, do you mind if I take your son's pulse?"

Before Wu Shuochang could answer, Wu Qing stretched out her slender arms, leaned directly in front of Xiao Fan, and called "Uncle" softly.

Xiao Fan stretched out the three fingers of his right hand, gently grasped his pulse gate, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked dignified.

Seeing this appearance, Wu Shuochang couldn't say anything, and looked at Xiao Fan nervously.

Although Xiao Fan is so young, Wu Shuochang can clearly feel the grandeur emanating from him.From the inside out, this young man is upright and awe-inspiring, without the slightest evil charm.

Xiao Fan took Wu Qing's pulse, stood up again, circled around Wu Qing twice, touched the back of his head, stretched out his hands to measure his back, squeezed his arms again, and then resumed Sitting down, he murmured and said: "Old man, in our line of work, we have leaked too many secrets. It is true that some divine power has fallen on your son... But there is no absolute in everything. Patriarch Xiyi lived to be 14 years old back then. Rumors are bound to be exaggerated, but it is certain that Patriarch Xiyi started well and ended well. Your son's face is certainly dangerous and unpredictable, but his bones are very strange. If I read correctly, there is actually a life vein hidden in his body. From now on, until 14 years old is the key. As long as you survive the [-]-year-old, the fate will be reversed, and you will be rich and honorable."

"Mr. Yixing, are you serious?"

Wu Shuochang asked anxiously, his face was full of expectation, and his calm demeanor was gone.

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Old man, you should know it yourself."

Wu Shuochang breathed a long sigh of relief, and said: "To tell you the truth, Mr. Yixing, I did take the risk of deducing his fortune, and the life pulse is faintly visible...but it's too vague, and I'm worried that the calculation will be inaccurate."

Deducing the fate of his own son, and being able to get some vague information is already very remarkable, which fully proves Wu Shuochang's profound attainments.With Xiao Fan's ability, he forced a hexagram yesterday, and he lost a lot of energy.It is estimated that Wu Shuochang paid a lot for this.

Hearing Xiao Fan say the same thing now, Wu Shuochang felt relieved.

As a great magician, Wu Shuochang had a panoramic view of Xiao Fan's every move just now.

This cannot be faked.

"Although the Seven Kings Pill is not as miraculous as in the legend, it does have the effect of preserving life and extending life. Moreover, the child is young and has nothing to do with the world. The effect of the Seven Kings Pill should be very good."

Xiao Fan said.

The so-called "continuation of life" is only a general term.

Doctors don't kill people!

If the yang life is exhausted and the pulse condition is exhausted, the Seven Kings Pill will be powerless.

But Wu Qing's situation is very strange, between "life and death", there are signs of signs on his face, but there is a hidden life pulse in his body.The effect of the Seven Kings Pill will be particularly obvious. After taking it, it can protect the longevity pulse in his body. As long as he survives the age of 14, the premature death signs on his face will naturally disappear.

And because of his young age, he has little involvement with the world of mortals, so to protect his life, the scope of involvement is not wide, and it will not disturb the secrets of heaven.

If you are like Mr. Xiao, even if you live one more day or one day less, it will affect the overall political situation of the country and affect the changes in the fate of tens of millions of people. If you want to save your life and continue your life, it will be very difficult. A pill like the "Seven Kings Pellet" would not be able to exert much effect under the suppression of the power of heavenly secrets.

Wu Shuochang lowered his head and murmured, frowning, looking at the jade bottle on the small table, and then at his son standing beside him. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and said resolutely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yixing, I'm still sorry. Sorry, I can't agree."

Xin Lin raised her beautiful eyebrows and asked coldly, "You don't believe us?"

Wu Shuochang shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't believe it, it's that I can't do it."

Xiao Fan nodded slightly and stood up.

"Kar, let's go."

Xin Lin stopped talking, followed behind him, and walked out the door.

That jade bottle was still on the small table, and no one ever took it back.

Wu Shuochang hurriedly called out: "Mr. Yixing, your elixir..."

Xiao Fan turned around, smiled slightly, and said: "Old man, I have a predestined relationship with your son, and I give these nine Seven King Pills to him. I hope that one day, Ziwei Doushu will shine in his hands."

"This……"

Wu Shuochang couldn't help but opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it.Youxin wanted to pick up the jade bottle and chase after him, but he looked at his son's thin and small body, his legs seemed to be stuck with glue, and he couldn't move no matter what.

With the "Seven Kings Pill", his son has the hope of living.

Seeing that Xiao Fan and Xin Lin had already walked to the door, Wu Shuochang suddenly said: "Mr. Yixing, the sudden change of the secret may be related to the change of Yin Gong Zude. Southwest should pay special attention..."

Xiao Fan turned his head again, clasped his fists and raised his fist.

When the backs of the two disappeared from sight, Xiao Anzi came back to his senses, and stammered, "Master, is this elixir real?"

Wu Shuochang slowly sat down in the chair, nodded slightly, and said, "Do you think he will use a bottle of fake medicine to ask for a divination?"

"But, but this gift is too precious, he, he is really willing...Little Junior Brother..."

Under the excitement, Xiao Anzi even became a little incoherent.

"Brother An, that uncle is sincere, I know."

Wu Qing, who had been standing there quietly all this time, said suddenly, her eyes were very clear without any distracting thoughts.

Xiao Anzi couldn't help laughing, and said, "How do you know? A child!"

"I just know it."

Wu Qing nodded and said stubbornly, with a very stubborn look on his face.

Wu Shuochang asked: "Little Anzi, do you know why you followed me for the longest time but made the slowest progress?"

"This..." Xiao Anzi scratched his head, and said embarrassingly, "Master, it's all because I'm too stupid..."

Wu Shuochang shook his head: "No. It's because you have too many weird thoughts in your head, and you can't be single-minded and have no distractions. The study of fortune-telling focuses on understanding and fate. You are lacking in both..."

Xiao Anzi scratched his head desperately, thought for a while, but then asked: "Master, why don't you count them for them?"

There was a look of sadness in Wu Shuochang's eyes, and he asked back: "Do you think I really don't want to count it for them? Master can't count it anymore. Even if I am 40 years old, I dare not make a casual move on the Eighteen Flying Stars. They The family of four, grandparents, father and son, are all destined to be extremely wealthy, and I can't bear to count one, let alone four. If I try to count, I'm afraid I may not live until Wu Qing is 14 years old!"

Wu Shuochang couldn't see his son's evil spirit fade away with his own eyes, Wu Shuochang couldn't bear to die no matter what.

"But, master, why is their heavenly chance being obscured? Didn't you say that we, Ziwei Doushu, can count all the people in the world and the affairs of the universe? The emperor ordered you to figure it out..."

"That's because someone has tampered with it and deliberately concealed the secret, not like letting others figure it out."

"what?"

Xiao Anzi was dumbfounded again.

"This, this, who has such a great ability?"

The corner of Wu Shuochang's mouth twitched, and a trace of fear flashed across his face. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "I don't know. All I know is that this person is much stronger than me. Moreover, with an indescribable Evil..."

Xiao Anzi opened his mouth wide, inexplicably surprised.

This was the first time he heard such words from his master.In the field of numerology, Wu Shuochang, who is known as the "Master of Ziwei" in the world, has anyone ever been soft on him?

Wu Qing ignored their conversation, picked up the jade bottle, and played with it curiously.

Xiao Anzi glanced at the jade bottle, swallowed, and said, "Master, this Mr. Xiao is really generous, such a generous person..."

Wu Shuochang chuckled and said, "Xiao Anzi, do you think this favor is from a white-collar worker? Sooner or later, this favor will have to be repaid. When Wu Qing's evil spirit is completely dispelled, it's time for your master to repay the favor. At worst, give this old life to him!"

Xiao Anzi was dumbfounded again, unable to speak for a while.

After boarding the car, Xiao Fan said to Xin Lin who was in the driver's seat: "Clean up and go to Jianghan."

"Ah."

Xin Lin nodded and started the car.

At this moment, Xiao Fan's cell phone rang, and Xiao Fan saw that it was a call from the Religious Affairs Bureau.

"Hello, Director Xiao. My old king...it's like this. Tomorrow night, the Bureau will hold a party to entertain Living Buddha Dalka. I wonder if Director Xiao has time to attend?"

"Okay, I will go, thank you, Director Wang."

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