Diary of the life of a working wizard

"Shut up! You disrespectful thing, apologize to your Uncle Xia immediately!" But before Huang Xiangyi could finish her words, Mr. Huang pointed at her angrily and scolded her.

At this time, Mr. Huang was convinced of Xia Yunjie's words, but how could he allow his daughter to regard other people's good intentions as nothing? Not to mention uttering humiliating words!

"Dad, what are you..." Huang Xiangyi is Mr. Huang's youngest daughter and has always been his favorite. She has never seen him get so angry at her. Moreover, he wants her to call this young uncle Xia Yunjie. Yan couldn't help but felt so wronged that tears just rolled in his eyes.

"Brother Huang, forget it, forget it, he who doesn't know is not guilty!" Just now he kindly pointed out that Mr. Huang was in danger, but was scolded for farting. Xia Yunjie was also quite annoyed in his heart, but seeing Mr. Huang angry, and seeing Huang Xiangyi's age With tears in his eyes, the dissatisfaction in his heart dissipated, and he persuaded instead.

"No, you can do things casually, but you must not be vague about big things. Brother Xia, I am the one who taught my daughter the wrong way. How offended!" Mr. Huang first flatly rejected Xia Yunjie's persuasion, and then looked guilty. Se bowed deeply to Xia Yunjie.

"I can't do it, I can't do it!" What kind of person is Mr. Huang, and how can Xia Yunjie deserve his bow and apology? He hurriedly stopped him.

"Uncle Xia, I'm sorry, just now I..." Huang Xiangyi knew that her father had always been strong and strong throughout his life. Even during the special historical period of persecution after liberation, he never gave in. Unexpectedly, today, because of her words, he would Xia Yunjie bowed and apologized. He didn't dare to hold back any longer. He hurriedly bowed and apologized to Xia Yunjie with tears in his eyes.

As for whether there are any grievances or not, everything can only be put aside for the time being.

"Forget it. If you don't see this kind of thing with your own eyes, it's hard for people to believe it." Xia Yunjie was not so polite to Huang Xiangyi, and waved his hand to stop her.

After finishing speaking, Xia Yunjie looked at Mr. Huang again and said, "Brother Huang, do you want me to help you get rid of the poison now, or do you want to go back to Yanjing and discuss it with the woman before deciding? It's all up to you."

"Brother, I don't want my old bones to be eaten away by that thing before I return to Yanjing. You'd better help me get rid of it quickly." Huang Lao said loudly when he heard this.

Now he naturally has full confidence in Xia Yunjie, and he also wants to understand that this new year-end friend in front of him is the master who gave him life in the old man Qinghong's hexagram.

"Okay, Brother Huang, please sit tight. And Wenbo, go get a basin and fill it half with water." Xia Yunjie said, with a look of solemnity finally appearing on his face.

"Uncle Feng, my nephew can go." Qu Weiguo couldn't let Feng Wenbo do this. He hurriedly went to the bathroom to find a plastic basin and filled it half with water.

Xia Yunjie saw Qu Weiguo bring the washbasin over and asked him to place the washbasin two meters in front of Huang Lao's feet. Then he stood quietly behind Huang Lao, watching his eyes, nose and heart, secretly working the magic power around his body.

The living room was quiet, and everyone was so nervous that they held their breath, even Huang Xiangyi was no exception.

After about ten seconds of this, Xia Yunjie suddenly moved.

I saw him quickly pinching the magic formula with one hand, and landing on the Baihui point on Huang Lao's head with one hand, and then slapped it down the back of his head and neck. With each slap, Huang Lao's chest bulged and he let out a loud sound. A very strange and sharp sound, and the sound is getting faster and sharper, making people involuntarily feel terrified.

"Broken!" Just when everyone heard the news and felt their hearts about to jump out of their throats, Xia Yunjie suddenly shouted, and then slapped Mr. Huang's vest with his palm.

"Pfft!" Mr. Huang opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow. The blood arrow landed impartially in the basin filled with water.

Suddenly, the water in the basin turned into a blood color, and in the blood there was a faint line of crystal clear insects, about a finger long, swimming around, and there were countless eggs floating in it, some of which had begun to break and lay eggs. out.

Seeing the things in the basin, Qu Weiguo's color suddenly changed, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

Qu Weiguo is also a wizard, so he naturally understands what those insect eggs mean, and finally understands that his uncle's words just now were not alarmist in the slightest!

"Dad, how are you?" Seeing Mr. Huang spurting out blood, Huang Xiangyi, the daughter, was most anxious and hurriedly stepped forward and gently patted her father's chest.

"Haha, don't worry. Dad, I have lived for such a long time and I have never been as comfortable as today." Mr. Huang laughed heartily when he heard this, then stood up and clasped his fists at Xia Yunjie and said, "Brother, you have to take this life away from me." came back."

"Brother, you are serious." Xia Yunjie smiled modestly.

Seeing that her father was in good health, Huang Xiangyi felt relieved and looked at the basin of blood.

It was okay not to look at it. When Huang Xiangyi saw it, she turned pale with fright. She pointed at the Yin Corpse Gu and Gu eggs in the basin of blood and said, "This, could this be a Gu insect?"

Xia Yunjie nodded.

"Then what are these little white dots?" Huang Xiangyi asked again.

"Insect eggs!" Xia Yunjie replied succinctly.

But just these two concise words made Mr. Huang, Huang Xiangyi and others suddenly feel horrified. Especially when Mr. Huang thought that so many insect eggs would turn into Yin Corpse Gu and gnaw in his body, it was more intense than before. Climbing up from the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood still made him feel terrible.

"Uncle Master, what should I do with this thing now?" Feng Wenbo asked respectfully.

"Go and get me the brush and cinnabar. These things are difficult to kill with ordinary methods," Xia Yunjie said.

After hearing this, Feng Wenbo hurriedly went to get a brush and cinnabar, and then Xia Yunjie drew a talisman.

After finishing the painting, Xia Yunjie threw the talisman into the basin, and the talisman burst into flames in the blood.

As soon as the talisman burned, the sharp sound sounded in the living room again, but this time it was clearer. When the fire went out, the color of the blood became thicker, but the Yin Corpse Gu and the Gu eggs were gone.

Seeing that the Yin Corpse Gu and Gu eggs had been wiped out, Huang Xiangyi asked in shock: "Uncle Xia...Uncle, my dad..."

"Ms. Huang, please call me Teacher Xia. Speaking of which, I'm still a visiting teacher at Jiangzhou University." Xia Yunjie saw that Huang Xiangyi was a woman in her forties or fifties. Hearing her call him uncle, he felt particularly awkward and hurriedly interrupted. road.

"This..." Huang Xiangyi turned her eyes to her father after hearing this. She also felt that calling a young uncle was awkward.

"Since brother Xia said so, you can call her like that." After that, Mr. Huang looked at Xia Yunjie and said with a smile, "Don't call her Ms. Huang, just call her Xiangyi."

Xia Yunjie smiled and then said: "I have cleaned up all those things, so your dad will not have angina pectoris again in the future."

"Don't worry, daughter. Brother Xia is a real strange man. Since he said it's okay, it's definitely okay. Well, let's not talk about this. Wei Guo, you go and make arrangements. I want to have a good drink with Brother Xia tonight. Cup." Seeing his daughter hesitate to speak, Mr. Huang said with a smile.

"There is no need for Wei Guo to arrange this matter. Let Feng Zhengcheng arrange it. He is the municipal party committee secretary of Jiangzhou City and Wenbo's son. If you, the old leader, come over, he, the local official, should receive him." Xia Yunjie heard this. smiled.

Although Feng Wenbo was resentful about his son abandoning medicine and entering politics, he always liked his son to be promoted step by step. So when he saw Xia Yunjie specifically mentioning his son, he obviously wanted to introduce his son to Mr. Huang, and he couldn't help but feel a hint of gratitude and joy in his eyes. .

Old Man Huang is an old man and naturally understands what Xia Yunjie means. Originally, he did not want to alert the local officials when he drove Jian Cong this time, but since Xia Yunjie had this intention, Mr. Huang couldn't help him. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "That's good, let Xiao Feng call Xiao Zhao over. Xiao Zhao is Zhao Xingjun, Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of your province. He is my former subordinate, and I haven’t seen him for a while. He has a good drinking capacity, so he can toast you a few more glasses for me."

The county magistrate was not as good as the current one. Since Xia Yunjie valued Feng Zhengcheng more, Mr. Huang simply did the favor and called the provincial party committee secretary Zhao Xingjun. In this way, Zhao Xingjun will naturally value Feng Zhengcheng more. In addition, Mr. Huang's most important purpose in calling Zhao Xingjun was to introduce Xia Yunjie to him. After all, Xia Yunjie was not only a strange man, but also his savior and old friend, and he happened to live in Jiangnan Province. On local matters, Huang Laoyuan was beyond his reach in the capital. It happened that Zhao Xingjun, an old subordinate, was the number one in Jiangnan Province, but he could help take care of his new little brother.

Whether a strange person like Xia Yunjie needs Zhao Xingjun's care or not is another matter. In short, it is a good thing to introduce the two people to each other.

Xia Yunjie couldn't understand the subtlety of Huang Lao specially calling Zhao Xingjun here. However, after all, Feng Wenbo had lived a long time and had been a leader in schools and hospitals. He knew the mystery very well and was filled with joy after hearing this. I happily called my son.

The office of Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee Secretary was filled with smoke.

Feng Zhengcheng stood alone in front of the window, holding a cigarette between his fingers and smoking one after another.

Feng Zhengcheng was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine. He doesn't usually smoke much, but when he encounters something difficult to solve, he is used to smoking one cigarette after another.

Some time ago, Zeng Lishu, a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Jinyang Municipal Party Committee, was banned, leaving a spot on the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee vacant. Logically speaking, this quota should continue to come from the municipal party committee secretaries of prefecture-level cities under the jurisdiction of Jiangnan Province.

Jiangzhou City has a developed economy and occupies a relatively important position in Jiangnan Province. Feng Zhengcheng has also done well in Jiangzhou City in the past few years and is a municipal Party committee secretary who is more likely to become a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee.

The secretary of the municipal party committee is a department-level cadre. Once he joins the provincial party committee standing committee, he will be a deputy provincial-level cadre, and his rank will be directly promoted one level. This is secondly. The most important thing is that the Standing Committee of the Provincial Committee has the power to discuss and vote on major decisions and personnel appointments in Jiangnan Province. Their real power is greater than that of the deputy governors who are not members of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Committee.

Feng Zhengcheng is only 40 years old this year. If he hopes to become a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Committee, he will definitely be the youngest member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Committee in Jiangnan Province, and even be ranked among the top in the country. At such an age, if things go well in the future, he is very likely to become the second-in-command or even the first-in-command in charge of a province.

Of course, if you don’t have a strong background in China, or if the leadership doesn’t take a fancy to you, your chances of becoming the number one person in charge of a province are slim.

During this period, Feng Zhengcheng often heard that some municipal party committee secretaries from prefecture-level cities were active in the province or even in the capital. Two or three people began to raise their voices. However, Feng Zhengcheng, who had been standing still, gradually no one mentioned it. He even said something from the provincial capital. Rumor has it that because he is too young, the province will basically not consider him.

Once this person enters the official career, who wouldn't want to climb up? Feng Zhengcheng naturally wanted to be promoted higher and higher, and he was naturally jealous of this position as a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee.

Now Feng Zhengcheng is thinking about whether to go to the province for a trip and whether to pay homage to the dock, especially to the Provincial Party Committee Secretary Zhao Xingjun.

In terms of personnel power, Secretary Zhao has the most say.

It's just that Zhao Xingjun was a soldier and was an upright man. He hated people running for office, so Feng Zhengcheng couldn't make up his mind whether to go or not.

If he doesn't go, he's afraid that if others are moving around, if he doesn't move around, it will leave the leader with a lack of progress or make the leader think that you don't take him into consideration at all. He wanted to go, but he was afraid that it would be counterproductive and make Secretary Zhao angry.

Feng Zhengcheng didn't think well and continued to smoke cigarettes one after another. At this moment, his cell phone rang.