"He has a dead wooden fish on his forehead. When he was in college, he fought hard for Lin Ling, and other women didn't even look at him. Now that he is separated from Lin Ling, he is probably still wearing a fish bone on his head. That's true.

, Lin Ling, that girl is really pretty. At that time, she was so blind that she found this guy Zhang Wenlong, and I gave him a big watermelon."

The fat man pushed the beauty away and said with a crooked mouth.

"I wonder, Wang Zhili, you are not sorry for saying this. At that time, Lin Ling asked me to break up with you several times, saying that you were not doing your job properly and there would be no future with you. What did I say? I was not still good with you and the same person.

Like a human being, why, Lin Ling just broke up with me, and you are still thinking about me?" Zhang Wenlong retorted.

"Okay, okay, you can, you can," the fat man shook his head, "You are so capable, think of a way for our Dajun to find a folk remedy to help Dajun's grandfather's illness get better as soon as possible."

"This," Zhang Wenlong pondered for a while. When it comes to Ma Dajun's grandfather's illness, the fat man mentioned it last time. Zhang Wenlong also thought about it. Maybe he should read "Gaowu World Encyclopedia Survival Encyclopedia", Tianxing Continent

There are some methods of refining medicine, but I don’t know if they are effective in this world except for cultivation prescriptions.

"Wang Zhili, don't worry. I remember that our ancestors had a folk remedy. I heard from my great-grandfather that this medicine is very effective. I will look for it for you when the time comes."

"I'm going to wipe you big watermelon. You may fart three times a day. Even your grandfather and grandfather have moved out. If I have an impotence, you can try to treat me." Wang Zhili said haha.

"Don't you have an impotence? If you have an impotence, take it and wrap it up." Zhang Wenlong said in a serious tone.

"Get out of here, as far as I can!" The fat man cursed with a smile, and continued to hug the beautiful woman and chew her wildly.

In the evening, these people stayed at "Shangri-La". Each person selected two beautiful waiters and secretly stuffed their room numbers into them.

Zhang Wenlong chatted with them until midnight. After Fatty died and they all went to have fun with each other, he secretly returned home alone.

Women are good things, but Zhang Wenlong is not that dandy yet. When the fat man talks, he is just a "###". Last time, something like that happened accidentally with the landlord Sister Liu. Now think about it, Zhang Wenlong's heart

It doesn't even taste good.

For this reason, Zhang Wenlong almost changed his phone number, but fortunately Sister Liu did not call.

After returning home, Zhang Wenlong entered the "storage space" and began to study the "Gaowu World Encyclopedia of Survival Encyclopedia". This book contained various secrets on the Star Continent such as "weapon refining", "medicine refining" and "martial arts".

Zhang Wenlong found a chapter on refining medicine and carefully searched to see if there was any medicine in it that could bring people back to life.

It is a pity that even the magical Star Continent is powerless against the natural laws of birth, old age, illness and death. Unless that person is a person who has cultivated to an acquired level, he may be able to live for a long time as his cultivation progresses.

However, there are still records in encyclopedias about extending life span. Zhang Wenlong found something called "Tianming Pills". According to the book, this thing can mainly protect human organs and delay the progression of diseases.

Zhang Wenlong immediately wrote it down and took a taxi straight to Ci Shi Tang.

Cishitang is always open day and night. Zhang Wenlong bought all the medicines according to the prescriptions.

When he got home, he followed the prescription and drank the medicine blindly. Fortunately, Zhang Wenlong now lives in a small independent villa and is no longer afraid that the smell of the medicine will spread to other people's homes and cause trouble.

However, after all this trouble, Zhang Wenlong obviously felt that there was not enough time. After doing this, he still needed to do that, and it was not convenient to run around.

Now he is a billionaire after all. His parents died early and he has no relatives, so I won’t mention it, but it’s a little unreasonable to not even have anyone around to wait on him.

Thinking about it now, no wonder Fatty's friends were so careless when they came to the small villa. Wouldn't a person with a very high net worth not even have a son or a mother at home? It doesn't make sense.

Well, if I want to buy a car, I need to find an old lady. Zhang Wenlong made up his mind.

After everything was done, all that was left was to dry the medicinal foam. Zhang Wenlong took out the wooden bucket, which he bought on the street after leaving Sister Liu's house. Then he started taking the medicinal bath again.

After these days of hard training, he felt that his Guiyuan Jin had improved again. According to the records in the "Gaowu World Encyclopedia of Survival Encyclopedia", Zhang Wenlong has now clearly advanced.

Primary Guiyuan Jin is divided into five levels. After each level increases, the practitioner's body will undergo some obvious changes. The first is the increase in strength, including internal and external forces.

He remembered the last time he and Sister Liu were having a rough time in bed. He felt that his power seemed to be endless. Sister Liu's "###" sound was still echoing in his ears, and there were still a few streaks on his back that were worn by Sister Liu.

Scratch marks.

This should all come from the cultivation of primary Guiyuan Jin.

Now, Zhang Wenlong has advanced to the second level of Guiyuan Jin after several medicinal baths. From the "Encyclopedia of Survival in the World of Gaowu", it can be seen that he already has a certain foundation in martial arts.

Martial arts?

Zhang Wenlong thought about it happily. In the past, those were the plots that could be seen in martial arts blockbusters or Hollywood movies. Could it be that Uncle Zhang can also practice this thing?

Thinking of this, Zhang Wenlong closed his eyes and started practicing with reference to some basic boxing techniques. This kind of practice is different from the current world.

In today's world, martial arts training involves practicing one move at a time, but in Tianxing Continent, martial arts training is controlled by thoughts. Zhang Wenlong, who failed to travel through time, absorbed all the excellent things from Tianxing Continent, so he can forget about everything in his thoughts.

Practice.

I was having a great time practicing when the phone rang fiercely.

Caller ID: Fatty.

"I wiped it off. After having fun with the girl in the middle of the night, I came to torment Uncle Zhang again." Zhang Wenlong muttered and reluctantly answered the phone.

"I'm going to fuck you, you big watermelon, Wenlong, where are you? Come quickly, I fell into trouble here today." The fat man's grief-stricken voice came from the phone.

"What happened?" Zhang Wenlong asked lazily.

"I, I have an fistula."

Zhang Wenlong came to "Shangri-La" and found the fat man sitting on a chair in the bedroom smoking.

"How could this happen?" Zhang Wenlong asked as soon as he entered the room.

"***How ​​do I know? It's all you, a crow's mouth, who said 'yang fistula' today. This is great. I really have 'yang fistula'. Is this going to be a *** in this life?"

It’s over.”

Wang Zhili's voice was very excited, almost as if he wanted to smash a chair.

"Don't be like this, Zhili, 'impotence fistula' is not a troublesome disease and can be cured." Zhang Wenlong comforted the fat man.

"Shit, I'm young, I haven't married a wife yet, and I have a fistula like this. How can I behave? By the way, you must not tell Dajun and the others about this, otherwise, I won't be able to live." Wang Zhili shouted.
Chapter completed!