country warlock

The problem is that this is not the point. The point is that there is nothing on the medicine box, no trademark, no name, no batch number, and extremely horrible crude and random farm herbal recipes.The most irritating thing is that there is only such a broken medicine, and the little Taoist girl said seriously: "Sir, this Liuyang Huichun Pill is made of Danyang grass, Yangshan ginseng, Yangqi and other medicinal materials that are special in our township, and then sun fruit. It’s a pity that the people in the mountains are pure-hearted, so we don’t have many Liuyang Huichun pills here, only these two boxes of [-] pills are available. With your physique, I suggest you buy it back and take one pill a month. Now this ~fatigue disease can be improved."

Yang Lin shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, I don't dare to take such broken medicine as you."

Yang Lin was shaking his head and refusing. Someone behind him said unhappily: "It's really annoying to treat the Liuyang Huichun Pill I prepared as a broken medicine!"

Yang Lin looked back and saw a young man standing behind him. He looked like a rich man in the city, but he was wearing a pair of black cloth shoes, which looked quite strange.Yang Lin pointed to the pills on the table angrily: "You prepared this medicine? How dare you sell it without lot number or inspection?"

Qin Feng sneered and looked at his weak and weak appearance: "Just you? Giving you this medicine is to save you from the bottom of my heart. I don't need to examine you, I know that your three-inch golden lotus is as soft as a slug. , not cured? There will really be no cure in the future."

Yang Lin's expression changed, but when Qin Feng said this to him, Yang Lin's face went up and down, and he was even more unwilling to cooperate with the treatment.

After a few words of persuasion, Qin Feng, who was impatient, raised his eyebrows, tapped his finger on the table lightly, and the scarlet pills in the box bounced like magic.

The onlookers of the trade union cadres all exclaimed in surprise, thinking it was incredible: How could the pill bounce up like a ping pong ball even though it was placed in the cotton pile.And after jumping up, after bouncing on the table, the wax seal on the outside of the pill was shattered, revealing a red pill the size of a little finger inside.

Yang Lin stared at the pill with wide eyes. The pill was neither fast nor slow, and it flew towards his mouth steadily. This kind of weird scene seemed to make him lose the ability to avoid it, so he could only sit there with his mouth slightly open. , motionless and let the pill fly into his throat, he suddenly gained the ability to act, and looked at the young man in horror.

"Drink some water." Qin Feng pushed the water glass in front of him: "If you dare to spit it out, I will beat you to death."

Yang Lin shuddered. Although the other party didn't show a vicious expression, Yang Lin firmly believed that as long as he tried his best to spit out the pill, the other party would definitely beat him to death and throw him out of the Taoist temple.

Uh, I'm a cultural person in the city, and I don't have the same knowledge as this kind of country barbarian... Yang Lin, who was hypnotized by himself, looked at Qin Feng depressed and didn't dare to say anything, and only listened to the words from the other party's mouth that made his heart bleed: "Our Taoist temple only has two boxes of these pills. Count you 30 yuan a piece, which is cheaper for you in total. Give it five hundred yuan."

Yang Lin almost passed out: 30 self-made medicines without trademarks and no approval documents, actually sold for 30 yuan a piece? ! You can buy two boxes of cold medicine for [-] yuan.Yang Lin really wanted to jump over and question the other party: Is there anyone who blackmails the common people like this?When we city people are fat sheep delivered to our door?

Yang Lin stepped back a few steps and returned to the crowd of tourists. Just as he was about to yell at him to calm down, he suddenly felt a surge of heat in his belly. Gathering below the navel, it makes his long-sluggish brother hold his head high and exuberant.

Surprise, what a surprise... For five years, Yang Lin hadn't felt such a strong pulse. He danced happily, and ran to the nearby latrine completely disregarding his personal image.

After more than ten minutes, the tourists visiting the Taoist temple saw Yang Lin coming back with a flushed face, bending over and hooking his back as if hiding something in his trousers. The female tourists curled their lips and walked to the front hall one after another. Burn incense.

Yang Lin walked up to Qin Feng in embarrassment and asked in a low voice: "This~ this gentleman, why does it not fade away after I have it myself?"

"Liuyang Huichun Wan, the natural medicine is as its name suggests," Qin Feng took a sip of the green tea on the table before slowly replying: "You need to find a woman and do it six times before the medicine will wear off. If you If you do it, hehe, it will take nine times. If you don’t mind it, the medicine will automatically fade away after twelve hours. Don’t worry, there will be no side effects. Whoever wants you to disbelieve my words and make a fool of yourself in public is also right. Bar."

Yang Lin's complexion was complicated. There was the joy of rediscovering the spring, the anger of being fooled, and the worry about his body. Before he could speak, the male tourists, especially the middle-aged male tourists, were bombarded. In the end, Yang Lin was bumped away by the shoulder of an impatient tourist, and almost broke his gun.

"Do you still have this medicine?!" A middle-aged cadre hissed, looking as anxious as if his house was on fire.

"Of course, no..." Qin Feng said with a smile: "I'm a prime man, how can I prepare so many pills like this?"

The middle-aged cadre's eyes were red with anxiety, and he took out 500 yuan from his wallet tremblingly: "500 yuan! I will also order two boxes!"

"This is 1000 yuan, I want four boxes!" Someone shouted not to be outdone.

"2000 yuan, I want eight boxes!"

"Don't worry, don't worry," Qin Feng picked up a pen and paper and smiled, "Come one by one, report your own address, I will make it together, and ask my nephew to send it to you when the time comes."

The tourists are all smiling, 30 yuan a pill, one pill before going to war with their wives or some confidante at night, a total of six times of sexual intercourse, enough to make the family harmonious and wild flowers bloom!As for the price, bah, two boxes of medicine are only five hundred, and these cadres earn back by ordering two less dishes when they go out.

As for Qin Feng, he also grinned in his heart, digging a basket of herbs by himself, which can be used to configure ten boxes of Liuyang Huichun pills, which is a total of 500 yuan: there are more than 100 boxes of this medicine locked in his pharmacy. , It’s more than 3 yuan in banknotes.

But even if there is medicine, the serious Qin Feng will not take it out: only by making the medicine more precious can they spread word of mouth and open up good sales.

Poor Yang Lin was standing by the side with his head downcast and complacent, when he suddenly heard a child's voice asking, "Uncle, are you injured?"

Yang Lin lowered his head and saw that the little boy Chenchen and the black girl Xiaoya he met on the mountain road when he entered the mountain were standing beside him. The little girl looked at him curiously, making Yang Lin's face turn green.

Fortunately, the little boy was very sensible. He said to the girl: "Little sister, you can go to your sister, and I will just talk to this uncle."

Chenchen looked at Yang Lin, thoughtfully took off a straw hat from the wall, buckled the top of the straw hat under Yang Lin's crotch, and tied the rope behind Yang Lin's back: "Okay, that's enough!"

Yang Lin took a look at his new look, yes, it's grotesque rather than fashionable, simple and fresh, Yang Lin really loves this little guy.

After thanking Chenchen, Yang Lin looked at Qin Feng who was recording the address, and thought that this kid had written a good handwriting. He walked out of the Taoist temple with a few cadres, and saw a few wooden houses at the entrance of the Taoist temple, and there were many people around the Taoist temple. The construction is in full swing, and several small buildings with simple and unique shapes are taking shape.

Yang Lin and Liu Lunlun, the vice chairman of the trade union in Fengxin County, were good friends. The two walked around the open space at the entrance of the Taoist Temple, and found a Taoist sitting motionless under the eaves of the wooden house. They couldn't help being quite curious.Yang Lin asked puzzledly: "The old Taoist is motionless, could it be a wax figure?"

Liu Yi** laughed and said, "It's a remote place in a remote place, where did you get the wax figure? Lao Yang, you have limited mobility, so you wait here, I'll go and have a look."

Liu Yi** stepped up to the thatched hut and looked at the Taoist. His eyes were slightly closed, and the breeze was blowing his beard and hair. He looked upright and immortal.Liu Round was about to speak when the Taoist who heard the footsteps opened his eyes and looked up and down at Liu Round with a sneer, "Where did you come from? Don't disturb my cleansing."

Although Liu Yilun didn't understand the other party's words very well, but 'a lot of money but few blessings' is obviously not a good word, and Liu Yilun, with his nose twisted in anger, said angrily, "How can you hurt people with your words?"

When Liu Lun shouted this, tourists who were admiring the inscriptions and strange trees nearby all noticed this place, only to hear the old Taoist say unceremoniously to Vice Chairman Liu of Fengxin County: "Your blessings are exhausted, and you are in danger, please Leave quickly, lest the evil spirit in my body damage the spirituality of my thatched hut."

Liu Lunlun, who turned his nose in anger, said angrily, "What is at stake, please explain it to me!"

Angry Liu Lunlun just wanted to get close to the Taoist priest when he felt his shoulders sink. A hulking young man stretched out his hand to hold Liu Lunlun's shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Liu Lun roared angrily.

The middle-aged Taoist said: "Disciple, let go of this blessed man, so as not to suffer bad luck."

The young man with a horse-like step nodded, gently pushed Liu Lunlun away, and then stood behind the middle-aged Taoist without saying a word.Judging by his posture, if Liu Lunyuan stepped forward again, the opponent would definitely not make a move, but would kick Liu Lunlun away with a direct kick.

Liu Lun took a few deep breaths, and seeing the tourists gathered around him, he felt safer, so he said angrily, "Hey, old Taoist, tell me clearly! What a blessing! Ah, bad luck, you are not so insulting. Oh, I see, you can tell fortunes, right? Come on, you must be the one who can resolve my disaster again, right?"

The middle-aged Taoist who pretends to be gods and ghosts is naturally Zhu Ganglie. He chuckled: "You ignorant person, life and death, wealth and honor are determined by God, you are a person who does many unrighteous things, and the poor Taoist will not talk too much with you, just write four sentences The prophecy is given to you, you can comprehend it yourself."