Countryside Magic Doctor

After driving the flying sword back to the earth again, Mr. He Feng went home. Chen Guixiang was surprised to see him back and said, "is the patient's illness good so soon?"

At the mention of this, he Feng and he Lingling looked at each other, then changed their minds and said with a smile: "of course, do I (brother) have any bad patients?"

After hearing what he Lingling and he Feng said, Chen Guixiang nodded, then smiled and said, "that's good, that's good. Practicing medicine to save people is a matter of virtue. We should do more!"

Not to mention, although she is already a cultivator, Chen Guixiang's thinking has solidified and stays in the world view of an ordinary person.

Still thinking about these blessings.

He Feng didn't care at all.

But at this time, Wangcai jumped in a hurry, and then ran to one side of the sofa, and then said to he Lingling.

"I said, young lady, can't you be more attentive? If you want to hatch this dragon, you can inject real Qi into it on time every day. It's easy to kill people like you who fish for three days and dry the net for two days. Have you ever seen a pregnant woman wandering outside without home all day?"

After hearing Wangcai's words, he Lingling suddenly remembered that she had another task, that is, hatching dragon eggs. Her face turned red, and then apologized to Wangcai.

"Sorry, I forgot this. I'll go right away!"

After that, he hurried to his room and injected a trace of power into the dragon egg placed in a small furry box.

He Feng came to Wangcai angrily, then grabbed Wangcai's tail, pulled it twice on the column and threw it on the ground, dismissing it.

"A thing like a dog dares to lose his temper with my sister, and doesn't look at what you are?"

But at this time, he Feng suddenly found that an old man appeared at the door of his house. He was no other than misty.

But he Feng didn't see him for a few days. He found that the breath on misty son was a little disordered, as if he had been badly hurt, and as if he had been possessed during cultivation.

"I said what happened to the old man, how did he get this appearance? Did you make complaints about what was angry and angry?" he saw him in a prostrate look and could not help but Tucao.

"Help me quickly!" misty son said to He Feng with an uncomfortable face.

Yunzhu also hurriedly explained: "not quite some time ago, he drank the blood at one breath? Those things need to be purified. If he drinks like this, something will happen. Now something will happen."

"What's the matter?" He Feng asked in surprise.

"That means the foundation is unstable. It seems that the strength has increased sharply, but in fact, it is a lot behind." Yunzhu explained.

"Oh, old man, this is your fault. Children know that they should eat rice one mouthful at a time. They can't eat it in a big mouthful. It's easy to choke. It's good for you to eat bad." He Feng said to piaomizi with a smile.

"Oh, oh, hey, stop talking. Can you help me? Help me solve it. Otherwise, I'm afraid my old bone will hurt to death!" piaomizi pleaded with a bitter smile.

The breath disorder caused by the unstable foundation made his internal Qi go out or collide inside one by one, and his whole body was like a knife twist.

It can hurt people to death, so that he can't help but have the cheek to beg he Feng.

"Will Yunzhu die?" He Feng ignored him and asked Yunzhu.

"No, no, no, no, it should be said that the probability is very small, generally not." Yunzhu said to He Feng.

"Oh, that's good. If you can't die, you should suffer a loss and teach a long lesson!" He Feng patted piaomizi on the shoulder and said.

"Don't, don't, don't, I'll exchange things with you!" misty son hurriedly pulled He Feng and said.

"What do you have? I don't make complaints about your family," he didn't have the air to breathe.

Not to mention that piaomizi is really poor at the moment. He Feng has all the good things. Where else is there anything good that he Feng should pay for?

"I say there is. I've lived for so many years. How can I take out all my family's money at once? No matter what, it's a little backward." piaomizi waved his hand.

"What? Say it and let me see!" He Feng asked.

"It has nothing to do with the cultivator. It's an ordinary thing, but you must like it." piaomizi said to He Feng.

"Ordinary people's stuff? What do I want that stuff for? You old man fooled me, didn't you?" He Feng said unhappily, and then turned to see off the guests.

Seeing he Feng's insipid appearance, misty son hurriedly stopped and said, "don't, don't, don't, listen to me first. What's it? Listen to me!"

"Say it in three seconds. I don't have so much time to delay you."

"Orchid Pavilion preface!" misty son calmly spit out this sentence.

"If the countryside doesn't return to Wuhu, it will take heart as affection? Is that it?" He Feng asked.

"Well, it's this article!" misty son said calmly.

Involuntarily, there was a forced atmosphere. What he Feng saw was that he Feng had an impulse to smoke him.

"Oh." He Feng responded expressionless, and then asked, "does this have anything to do with what you want to give me? What's the use of this thing for me?"

"Of course it's useful. It's written by Wang Xizhi. Do you think it's a good thing?" piaomizi stood up and said proudly to He Feng.

"Wait, it was written by Wang Xizhi. You don't deceive me. Don't think I'm less educated. Tang Taizong took him to the earth when he died. Now it's estimated that it's already turned into ash. Are you a little far away now? Fool me!" He Feng angrily exposed piaomizi's lie.

"Is that fake? Do you understand? Frankly, it's a fake." misty son frowned and said.

"How could it be? What is recorded in history books is clear!" He Feng said with a sneer.

"The history book is full of nonsense. I don't know how many times it has been changed. I won't remember what I experienced personally?" piaomizi raised his head proudly and said to He Feng.

"Shout! You dare to call yourself me in front of me. You want to rebel!" He Feng immediately kicked up, kicked misty son to the ground and scolded.

"No, it's a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue!" piaomizi waved his hand again and again, then struggled to get up from the ground and said, "it's the same thing. At that time, Emperor Taizong wanted this thing to be buried with him, but when people died, the light went out. Do you think his son would honestly follow his orders?"

"Do you mean that Li Zhi did something but didn't put it inside, or put a fake, and then hid people's ears and eyes and really stayed." He Feng asked.