Village Doctor's Magic Hands

If you want to give up Lin Qingqing, Zhao Sanjin must not be happy. On the other hand, grandpa has nurtured Zhao Sanjin and helped him rebuild. In addition, grandpa has always cultivated Zhao Sanjin as the only descendant of the bone touching formula. Zhao Sanjin doesn't want to live up to Grandpa's expectations, and the only way to achieve both ends is for Zhao Sanjin to join the army and find the demon smelting pot.

This time, Zhao Sanjin resolutely chose to retire and return home. It is precisely because he found the demon refining pot in an action not long ago and brought it back. It is now in the shoulder bag behind him.

"Aunt Liu, I have brought back what grandpa wants." after Zhao Sanjin's mood stabilized, he nodded.

"Really?" Liu cuimoth was stunned for a moment, then showed a happy face and said, "that's great. Although my aunt doesn't know what your grandpa said and what use it is, your grandpa said that when you bring it back, you'll put it on his grave..."

"And then?"

"Then..." Liu cuimoth recalled carefully, then shook his head and said, "nothing else. Listen to your grandfather's meaning, he just wants to see that thing under Jiuquan."

“……”

Zhao Sanjin was sweating a lot, just looking at it? What about the way to break the spell of "touching bones formula"? Darling, grandpa didn't lie to me and deliberately deceive me into the army, did he?

Thinking of this, Zhao Sanjin's small heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

"San Jin, you can talk with the old man here for a while. My aunt goes to Qingqing and makes it clear to her, so as to save you two from making any more contradictions because of president Liu." after all that should be said, Liu cuimoth no longer stayed long and turned back to the village.

Zhao Sankin squatted on the weeds in front of the drainage ditch, took down his backpack, and put the demon smelting pot he had worked hard to grab from it in the place where he buried his grandfather, as Liu cuimoth said just now, and then said bitterly: "Grandpa, can you tell me whether this laoshizi demon refining pot is a real treasure or you've made it up? Can Qingqing and I do that in bed?"

The so-called demon refining pot is actually a spherical container the size of a fist. The whole body is silver white, and various strange patterns are carved on the surface. Although it is hollow, it feels heavy when holding it in your hand. I don't know what mystery is hidden inside.

Zhao Sanjin knew that the demon smelting pot was hollow because there was a pot mouth as thick as a little thumb. Looking inside through the pot mouth, you can clearly see that it was empty and had nothing.

"With this broken pot, I can really break the curse of the formula for touching bones and let Qingqing and I fly together?" staring at the demon refining pot for a long time, Zhao Sanjin became more and more suspicious of what grandpa said.

Now that grandpa has passed away, it's impossible to ask the truth of those words. Moreover, even if Grandpa said all the truth before his death, grandpa is gone. Relying on Zhao Sanjin himself, he doesn't know how to break the damn curse.

"What to do? What to do?" Lin Qingqing was on one side and grandpa was on the other. Zhao Sankin was caught between the two. He was in a dilemma and fell into the difficult choice of one of the two before going to the army again.

Until there was a rush of footsteps behind him

"Third brother!"

After arriving at Zhao Sanjin's back, the sound of the footsteps suddenly stopped, followed by the sound that has haunted Zhao Sanjin in recent years.

Although Lin Qingqing's voice took a faint breath, it fell in Zhao Sanjin's ear. It still sounded so pleasant and touching.

Zhao Sanjin returned to his senses. The tiger's body shook slightly and turned back suddenly.

At this time, Lin Qingqing was standing less than one meter away from Zhao Sanjin. She was wearing a red short sleeved T-shirt on her upper body and a pair of blue jeans on her lower body. Her ponytail was tied behind her head. Her beautiful cheeks were not greased or powdered, but a faint blush appeared. A thin layer of sweat poured out on her forehead. After shouting, her teeth bit her lips and stared at Zhao Sanjin brightly Jin, in his clear eyes, glittering and translucent tears.

I haven't seen you for years. Lin Qingqing is still so beautiful, but

"Qingqing, you've lost weight." looking at each other, Zhao Sanjin blurted out.

Compared with before Zhao Sanjin left Qingshui village, Lin Qingqing's waist is thinner and her legs are longer. Her height of nearly one meter and seven makes her look slimmer. The only thing that hasn't become thinner is the two groups of tall and straight Wei'an in front of her chest.

It was like two big bowls buckled upside down, rising and falling with Lin Qingqing's breathing.

Lin Qingqing didn't speak, so she looked at Zhao Sanjin quietly. About half a minute later, she suddenly stepped forward, stretched out her arms and threw her head into Zhao Sanjin's arms. Her body trembled slightly due to excitement. The tears hidden in her eyes finally couldn't help flowing out, and instantly wet Zhao Sanjin's camouflage clothes