Countryside Magic Doctor

It was he Feng's forgetful friendship.

Coupled with the misty son, although the old man was wearing some strange clothes, he was wearing an old Taoist robe.

Well, not because it's broken.

But because I walked through the mountains and forests for a while, it looked a little dirty. In addition, it had been stained with a lot of dust for a long time last year.

So it looks a little broken.

But even so.

It really looks like an expert.

At first glance, he is the kind of person with high magic power.

So Chen Guixiang said, "since the old man has come, live well for a while. He Feng is young and easy to offend you. Don't take it to heart."

Misty son waved his hand again and again, and then said carelessly, "it's okay. I've always been broad-minded and won't care about these little things."

With a slap, he Feng slapped on the piaomizi's white bun.

In an instant, misty son spent a long time finishing his hair when he came back, and he Feng planned it.

A head of white hair, instantly spread down, like a ghost for many years.

There is no longer the appearance of the Taoist expert who was high above.

It's like an old madman.

Misty son is angry and can't say.

Strength reason.

It's really a fight. I can't beat He Feng.

A young man, an old man, needless to say, knows the result.

But I only heard misty son sigh a long sigh, and then said, "Alas, the heart of man is not ancient, the heart of man is not ancient."

He Feng wanted to beat him up again.

But Chen Guixiang is on the side. It's hard to do it.

He immediately prepared to go up and teach a language lesson, but before he could spit out his voice, Chen Guixiang hurriedly stopped him.

Then he pulled him aside and asked carefully, "isn't this old man also a cultivator? And a few days ago, did you do something in the mountains? It scared me to death. I thought something had happened to you."

"It's all right. It's just a small situation. It's no big deal at all." He Feng waved his hand and said.

Then the poor looking Dynasty misty son saw one eye, and rushed to his mother, Chen Guixiang, and said, "Mom, I can tell you, you have to listen."

Seeing his son's solemn appearance, Chen Guixiang also nodded solemnly, and then asked, "He Feng, just tell me what's going on."

He Feng nodded slightly and then said, "the thing is, this old man is not an ordinary person. His strength was far better than me three days ago, but now it's not enough to be afraid."

"It's not enough to be afraid. What are you so worried about? Is something wrong? He Feng." Chen Guixiang asked with some worry.

She was worried about whether the old man was provoked by He Feng. As a mother, although her ability was limited, she couldn't stop worrying in her heart.

He Feng patted his mother on the back, then comforted and said, "what's the matter? I'm mainly worried that the old man cheated you. Don't underestimate the old man. He can't do anything else. It's a trick to cheat people. It's too powerful."

After hearing what he Feng said, Chen Guixiang was a little surprised, and then asked, "how is it possible? I think he is very honest and honest. He looks like an expert. How can he cheat?"

In front of his mother, he Feng will not have any behavior of whitewashing misty people.

He poured several pots of dirty water on piaomiko without reservation and said, "you misunderstood. This is not him. I can tell you, mom, this is his new body, robbing a strong man who has died for many years. As for his true face, it is obscene and disgusting."

After listening to He Feng.

Chen Guixiang only felt that the misty son in front of him was a big villain who did all kinds of evil.

Well, even people's bodies. Can that be a good man?

In the TV series, there are ghosts who take away people's bodies.

There are few good things.

Unconsciously, he Feng's mother Chen Guixiang had drawn a big cross for piaomiko.

Misty son didn't know that he had been regarded as a beast at the moment.

He was drinking tea carelessly.

Not to mention, the tea in He Feng's house is very good. He planted it himself, although the quality and variety are not good.

After all, the climate here is not suitable for growing tea.

But misty son thought it was particularly delicious.

The reason is nothing else.

In this world, for secular people, good tea and top-grade tea are rubbish for practitioners.

Because the requirements for tea between the two are not a grade, or a standard.

It's almost the opposite.

Different roads lead to different returns.

That is, if you go to see a cultivator and bring him a few kilograms of the best Dahongpao, he may not pay attention to you at all.

Because for him, this thing is the garbage on the street.

Just reach out and get some.

But he Feng's tea leaves made piaomizi drink the taste before.

Because he Feng's tea is not ordinary tea. It's called spirit tea.

Although the seeds of tea and the planting environment are ordinary, there is nothing strange.

But he Feng specially arranged an array and kept absorbing the aura of heaven and earth around planting tea.

Then irrigate the tea.

So that after the tea grows, ordinary people like the taste. As for the cultivators, it is even more enjoyable.

Because it contains the spiritual power that grows naturally. Although it can't help practice, it's always good for the body to drink it often.

While he Feng and Chen Guixiang were talking.

When they went out, they only saw the empty teapot on the tea table.

The tea inside had long been drunk by misty son.

At the moment, misty son is lying there with his stomach covered, and then burping. He doesn't take himself as an outsider at all.

What a cheeky man!

It's Chen Guixiang. I don't like it.

Why is this man like this? When I came to someone's house, I didn't obey the rules at all. After I had enough to eat and drink, I lay here carelessly.

What sentence to describe it?

Well, wood is cultured!

Chen Guixiang snapped and took away the tea cup. Piaomizi realized that it was bad.

He quickly sat up straight, then asked he Feng, "I said he Feng, did you say anything bad about me at your mother?"

He Feng's face changed slightly. He was thinking that this misty son could not do anything else. He looked at his words and colors and guessed people's mind.

He pretended to be nothing and said, "no one is innocent here. Do you think everyone is like you?"

Seeing that he Feng died and didn't admit it, piaomizi had to say again and again, "well, you didn't say you didn't say, it's all my heart to spend the arms of a gentleman."

He Feng snorted coldly when he spoke in a strange tone.

"Why? I'm not convinced!" He Feng said in a bad tone.

Misty son immediately counselled. If he didn't counselled, he couldn't do it. There's a gap in strength. If he doesn't follow the hard line, he'll die.