In the yard, only Fatty Zheng was crying and begging.

Mrs. Zheng covered her face, her eyes full of shock, and she had not yet recovered from the slap her husband had given her.

Liu Shenwei, Li Chunfeng stood behind Zhang Xuanqing, and showed his position with his actions.

In front of Fatty Zheng, Zhang Xuanqing ignored Fatty Zheng and looked at Mrs. Zheng with a strange look on her face.

Could it be that he is not strange? He was originally a liar in the world, but unexpectedly he was accidentally discovered by Mrs. Zheng.

Such a smart mind, even he himself wants to give Mrs. Zheng a thumbs up.

However, he was also disgusted by Mrs. Zheng: OK, I kindly want to treat your son. Although I am a little unsure, I have not taken your money. Which family are you spoiling?

I really think that Master Dao owe you!

Without thinking, he decided to tell the truth: "Master Zheng, get up quickly. Your wife is right. I am a liar. All the exiled immortals are lying. I will not cure your son's illness at all."

But Fatty Zheng was reluctant to believe it. He held his thighs and couldn't afford to rely on it: "Master, please show your compassion. Madam has no eyes and offends you. I am willing to kowtow to you on behalf of her. No matter what, the child is innocent..."

Well, to be honest, no one believes this world.

Not far away, the old fox saw this and suddenly slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, and clapped, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, this is what you humans call internal strife? It's not bad, it's really good, it's pretty good, you keep going." As he said that, he stepped aside, walked slowly to a lower man, and kicked him: "You, that's you, and you're going to bring twenty plates of roast chicken to the old man, and the old man wants to watch the show!"

"Yes, yes..." The servant was so scared that he trembled all over and responded repeatedly, but his eyes were aiming at Fatty Zheng. Without Fatty Zheng's consent, he would not dare to eat for Master Zheng.

The old fox saw this and couldn't help but glared at him: "What, why don't you go? Believe it or not, I'll kill you now?"

The servant uttered a roar, nodded and squeezing a laughing and crying expression on his face: "Da Xian'er, wait a moment, wait!" He turned around and walked little by little, towards the kitchen in the backyard.

I don’t know what Fatty Zheng meant, so he didn’t dare to walk too fast.

Unfortunately, at this time, Fatty Zheng only begs for mercy to Zhang Xuanqing, and no matter how slowly his servants walked, he even made a sound on purpose, he had no intention of paying attention.

The old fox stopped caring about the servants, stood there, and huddled at Zhang Xuanqing with pleasure: "Stinky Taoist priest, if I were you, I will immediately quit now. I heard that you humans have a saying that "no poison is not a husband." I want me to see, you might as well work with me and destroy the Zheng family."

"It's a husband that is not a husband that is not a husband that is not a cruel person." Li Chunfeng suddenly said: "It's a mistake made by 'a gentleman who is not a gentleman, and an unruly man that is not a husband that is not a husband that is not a gentleman. The original intention is to advise people to have ruling, broad mind and openness. I don't know where you get the knowledge, but they are just fallacies and evil sayings!"

Zhang Xuanqing turned around in surprise and saw that Li Chunfeng's face was serious and he could not see any expression. He couldn't help but blink.

Where did you learn the knowledge of the old fox?

Of course it’s Mr. Zheng’s place!

Li Chunfeng's words not only refuted the old fox, but also secretly scolded Fatty Zheng, and he had to say that he did a pretty job.

But according to Li Chunfeng's temperament, he would not speak easily until the critical moment, so his intention to speak now is worthy of intrigue.

There are two possibilities, one is to deliberately vent his anger for himself... Well, this possibility is almost zero, but the other party is an existence that doesn't even give face to his master, so he is a scallion. The remaining one is that he is afraid that he will really let go, so he blocks the old fox's mouth first, and then criticizes Fatty Zheng, with the purpose of relieving himself, and telling himself to be generous, and then... to save Master Zheng.

Exhausting and eliminating, the difference between one word is completely different.

Even thinking deeper, why did Li Chunfeng ask himself to save Master Zheng? Is he simply unable to bear it, or is he trying to test whether he has real skills?

When Zhang Xuanqing thought of this, he shook his head suddenly, too lazy to worry about such things.

He turned around and looked at Fatty Zheng in front of him, and then at the old fox who was watching the show not far away. He chuckled, bounced the silver needle in his hand, stepped forward, bypassed Fatty Zheng, and looked at the old fox with his eyes.

Fatty Zheng said right, children are innocent.

"You still have to go against me?" The old fox's face darkened: "Don't forget, how did this child's mother treat you? If you leave now, I can let you live a life!"

Zhang Xuanqing shrugged: "Actually, if it weren't for the child's mother, I wouldn't have made up my mind to deal with you."

"What does it mean?" the old fox frowned.

"It means that Mrs. Zheng is right. I am indeed not sure to cure Master Zheng. But not being sure to cure Master Zheng does not mean that you cannot pull you out of his body." Zhang Xuanqing held the silver needle with his thumb and index finger, put it in front of him, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger subconsciously raised. After he lifted it, he remembered how beautiful this action was. It seemed to be comparable to Dongfang Bubai. He coughed dryly and said, "It is very simple to pull you out of Master Zheng's body. As long as he used the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate, even the old demon who had been practicing for thousands of years would not think about being in the human world again.

Stay inside, let alone you don’t have any cultivation level. However, this method is a bit risky. If you stab him wrongly, it is easy to stab Master Zheng to death, so I can’t do it. Thanks to Master Zheng’s mother, I am more disgusted. Moreover, Master Zheng is so young that he will abuse small animals. His cruelty is self-evident. To put it bluntly, maybe he will be a disaster when he grows up. So... Look, if I stab him to death today, it will be a disaster for the people; if I can’t kill him, even if you are unlucky. What do you think?"

"No!" Before the old fox could speak, Fatty Zheng exclaimed in surprise.

Mrs. Zheng didn't care about covering her face and cursed sharply: "My surname is Zhang, how dare you! If something happens to my son, I will let you pay for your life!"

"Good, good." Zhang Xuanqing nodded with a smile, and didn't care about Mrs. Zheng's attitude, and walked towards the old fox step by step.

In fact, he was not sure whether the Thirteen Injections of the Ghost Sect could cure Young Master Zheng, so he kept thinking about waiting for Sun Simiao to come. However, after so long, Sun Simiao has not come. Looking back, when Sun Simiao heard the symptoms, he asked Liu Shenwei to come with him with the needle. I am afraid there is no other way except the Thirteen Injections of the Ghost Sect. Instead of waiting, it is better to try it yourself.

You can't always live under the shadow of Sun Simiao, right? At worst, you can kill one life and pay one life.

Mrs. Zheng didn't dare to let him try randomly, and shouted: "Stop!" Fatty Zheng also grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Li Chunfeng took a step forward and squeezed Mrs. Zheng away without saying a word.

Liu Shenwei pulled Fatty Zheng and said, "Master Zheng, you'd better stop your wife. Can't you see that Uncle Master is joking with you?"

Fat Zheng thought it was true. If Zhang Xuanqingzhen was not sure, why bother to say it? And she said it so inhumanely. If something really happened, wouldn’t she cause trouble for herself?

It must be his wife who made him unhappy, so he deliberately made an alarmist statement.

As soon as he thought of this, Fatty Zheng looked at his wife and cursed: "Women, please stop causing trouble here, and I will let you go back to your parents' home tomorrow!" He scolded Mrs. Zheng so much that he dared not speak out.

While speaking, Zhang Xuanqing had already walked five steps away from the old fox, paused for a moment, and turned around the old fox.

Thirteen acupunctures of the Ghost Gate are simple and simple, but difficult. Simple is because there are only thirteen acupuncture points; difficult is because the thirteen acupuncture points correspond to different epilepsy. Sometimes two or three are added together, and it is more complicated, and it is not impossible to pierce them all.

These thirteen acupoints are widely distributed, some on the head, some on the feet, some on the front heart, and some on the back. It is very difficult to accurately locate based on the naked eye alone. Moreover, Young Master Zheng is wearing clothes, which is a little more difficult for Zhang Xuanqing.

Fortunately, he has the Chinese medicine method of looking at qi. Although it is not as fantastic as Li Chunfeng's qi, it can also lock the patient's lesions based on the appearance of human spirit, color, shape, shape, etc. In fantasy terms, it is to lock the acupoints of the old fox's soul in the body of Young Master Zheng.

"Stinky Taoist priest, don't toast or not eat the punishment!" As Zhang Xuanqing's footsteps turned, the old fox couldn't help but become nervous. His body followed Zhang Xuanqing, never allowing Zhang Xuanqing to disappear from his sight.

As a result, Zhang Xuanqing could not see the old fox's back. After turning it around twice, he had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "Old fox, can you stop turning with me? Let me see your ghost pillow, ghost hidden, maybe your ghost hole is hidden there."

Ghost pillow, ghost hiding, namely Fengfu and perineum. One of the two is behind the head and the other is in the crotch, which is not so easy to observe...especially the one in the crotch.

The old fox was not willing to agree, and he sneered: "Are you stupid or think I'm stupid?"

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Zhang Xuanqing feels that the longer time passes, the higher the IQ of the old fox will be, and correspondingly, the fox will become more and more powerful.

This is not a good sign!

On the other side, Liu Shenwei, Li Chunfeng, Zheng Fatty, Mrs. Zheng and others were looking forward, nervous, or worried.

Zhang Xuanqing's heart moved slightly, and led the old fox to turn aside for a while, and suddenly shouted: "Shenwei, take action!"

No! The old fox screamed in secret and turned around suddenly, but found that no one behind him moved. At this time, Zhang Xuanqing moved quickly, approaching the old fox, and stabbed the silver needle in his hand directly into its ghost pillow.

The strong wind came, and the old fox cursed the cunning Taoist priest and rolled on the spot, barely avoiding the silver needle.

However, Zhang Xuanqing did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory, but stared at the acupoints such as Guilei and Guizang that were difficult to see before.

"Uncle Master, I'm here!" Liu Shenwei reacted at this time, ran forward happily, and asked with a shy face: "What do you want me to do?"

With a finger on the old fox, Zhang Xuanqing said, "Preserve it for me."

"Ah? Uncle Master, I can't do it." Liu Shenwei said with a bitter face.

"Then what else are you doing? Let's watch it." Zhang Xuanqing rolled his eyes.

Liu Shenwei complained deeply, it wasn’t what you just asked me to come.

He didn't know that Zhang Xuanqing called him to turn around to deceive the old fox and observe the acupoints on its body.

If he really wants to find someone to help, Li Chunfeng's martial arts skills are much better than him, at least it is not a health routine like Wuqin Opera.
Chapter completed!