After Liu finished telling the story, Zhang Xiaofan also bowed his head and said nothing. He thought to himself that the so-called Taoist Yuzhen might be the mysterious man, the master who saved Fan Weihua. But he was still puzzled. It is said that Fan Weihua's secret disease was set up by himself, and the fundamental medicine can be cured according to common sense. Why is this Taoist Yuzhen who can save the other party? Is it true that there is such a strange person?

Zhang Xiaofan took the Qingshuang Sword with a questioning mood, and Uncle Liu and Shi Qiang left together. Someone needed to take care of the store, so they couldn't stay for too long.

The number of patients in Shangdetang is increasing day by day. With the crowded large hospitals, the newly opened clinics in the ancient street have become a topic of interest. Accurate diagnosis and rapid efficacy. Many chronic diseases of more than ten years have been cured in a few days to ten days. Even going to the hospital for a review is considered incredible.

After all the patients waiting to finish reading, Zhang Xiaofan remembered the story that Uncle Liu had just told while eating, and absent-mindedly looked at the food on the table and was fascinated.

"What are you thinking? Can you be distracted even if you have a meal?" Yan Jing became familiar with him now, and his words were not as reserved as before.[

Zhang Xiaofan said: "It's nothing, I just can't figure out what went wrong..."

Zhang Xiaotang was eating with oil and breathing, and said vaguely: "If you can't think of it, don't think about it. Why do you have such a lot of effort? Anyway, you don't have to worry about food and clothing now. It's not the same as how much you earn..." He swallowed the food in his mouth and grinned: "It's so good like me. Staying in a store and counting money every day is much better than when he was in Zhongzhou."

Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes and scolded: "If I told you, you will still be guarding the acre of three-part land in the pear garden, selling local dogs on the street every day to cheat money."

Zhang Xiaotang scratched his head awkwardly and said with a smirk: "I'm just an example." He didn't seem to want to mention those disgraceful days in the past. After all, he is a rich man of tens of millions now. His old face has no place to put his face out of history. He hurriedly changed the topic and said: "If you want to talk about this ancient street in Donghai, it's really a good place. The market is much bigger than Zhongzhou. Everyone sells everything. Two days ago, someone came to ask if the ancient corpse was collected. When I heard that the hair stood up, I kicked the girl out with one foot. I really thought I was collecting rags..."

Yan Jing and Lan Lan were disgusted and said in unison: "Don't say it anymore, it's so terrifying."

However, the speaker is interested. The ancient corpse flashed through his mind like a light of inspiration, almost jumping up. His eyes lit up and he slapped his desk and said, "Yes! Why didn't I think that if the newly dead body was refined into a corpse evil spirit with a secret technique, he could still move freely even if he died ten thousand times..." But then he thought, the corpse evil spirit and zombies are species of the same root and origin. If this is true, then Ning Meiyi should not have been during the day, but at night when she saw Fan Weihua last time. The yang energy was strong during the day, and those corpse evil spirits and ghosts were the Dharma to bear such a great power, and it was inevitable that they would have dissipated. If this were the case, Fan Weihua would have appeared in the East China Sea long ago, but a veritable walking corpse.

His words were even more exaggerated than Zhang Xiaotang's remarks. Yan Jing and Lan Lan were so scared that they shivered and stayed there without moving.

Zhang Xiaofan accused him of guilt, threw down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and walked aside to contact Ning Meiyi to find out clearly.

As expected, Ning Meiyi said that it was eight o'clock in the evening and confirmed Zhang Xiaofan's conjecture.

The evil of corpse condensation has existed since ancient times, that is, artificially creating zombies to achieve the goal of being unscrupulous. At that time, all the purpose was to win the victory of the war. If there was a evil of corpse that could not be feared by the sword and arrow and act freely, it would have a devastating blow to the enemy's will.

Anything that goes against the common sense of heaven and earth will inevitably suffer disasters. As early as the Later Jin Dynasty, this secret technique was lost and has been attracting it for more than a thousand years. Since Taoist Yuzhen could put scales into the body of a living person, his medical skills have reached the pinnacle. Why did he make Fan Weihua a corpse evil? This reason is somewhat unreasonable...

Zhang Xiaofan walked back and forth in the courtyard, thinking that Yang Dashan's force was needless to say, and the strong body of two meters high was frightening. It was reasonable for the mysterious man to make him a monster with half a human and half a corpse. However, Fan Weihua was just a drunkard, and whether he could beat the girls was still talking about it. It took too much time and effort to make a corpse with this dog-dance. Even if it was refined, it would be much more powerful.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and denied his thoughts just now, but he felt that there was always an indescribable weirdness, like a very reasonable idea and lacking a central idea.

Xiao Bing, Yang Dashan and others looked at each other, not knowing what he was secretly doing, but Zhang Xiaotang was very open-minded. Shi Qiang and Zhang Xiaotang had a good relationship. He revealed yesterday's events early in the morning. He was really jealous when he saw so many underworld objects, but he was soon scared to death by the thrilling battle last night. Finally, he swallowed and tightened the ghost stick on his waist. He no longer missed these yellow and white things. He wanted to point to his own acre of three-part land to live a good life.

Zhang Xiaofan thought for a while, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Xiaotang, you mentioned just now that you were selling ancients... Can you find that person?

"Hmm?" Zhang Xiaotang held the rice, held the rice in his mouth, looked at the other person with his eyes blinking, and nodded in a daze.

"Very good. You'll contact him after dinner later and buy the guy in his hand."

"Puff..." After hearing this, Zhang Xiaotang squirted Michael's face and almost choked him to death.

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On the rugged national highway, Zhang Xiaotang drove in front of the car, the music was deafening, and the j-word version of the fairy tale made people want to jump off the car and run away.

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't stand his bad taste, so he pulled out of the car and threw him out, "You can't listen to some normal music. At this time, it's not music, it's simply a voice."

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"That's the authentic version. I spent more than ten yuan to buy..." Zhang Xiaotang glanced at him with a resentful look, and could only turn on the radio. "By the way, why do you want to spend money to buy ancient corpses? I remember you are not very interested in these things, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan leaned on the chair, enjoying a moment of soothing, and said, "I am not interested in the ancient corpse, but I want to confirm one thing, that is, whether Fan Weihua really died or continues to live. According to my test, the chance of his death is very high, and he should have died more than ten days ago. However, the scene Meiyi saw in Haoting in the Mid-mountain cannot explain it. The only way is to find out the truth." He said with a solemn expression on his face, "Whether it is on the opposite side or the enemy of life and death, the medical skills of Taoist Yuzhen are beyond my reach. If I can turn this ancient corpse into a corpse evil with my current medical skills and Taoism, then the other party can succeed at all, so that it can be enough to know the truth."

"If you want me to say, what's the difference between this certificate or not? What can you do if you let me know whether Fan Weihua died or not? What's the benefit to us?" Zhang Xiaotang couldn't make up this matter and was very confused.

"You can't say that, you have to make a clear understanding of everything. Fan Weihua once wanted to destroy me in Zhongzhou, so I swear to kill him. There is no consideration for this." Zhang Xiaofan's face turned right and said, "If he didn't die, my plan to deal with the Fan family would have to be modified. There are many things involved, and the distribution of interests is too complicated... But it's this dead man, why did Taoist Yuzhen make him a corpse evil? Have you ever thought about it?"

Zhang Xiaotang was a little puzzled when he heard this. After thinking about it for a moment, he shook his head and said he didn't know.

"Fan Weihua is a typical waste. He can't eat, drink, go for a man and gambling. When he was studying abroad, he would be soaking in a big horse. He would breathe heavily when walking a few floors of stairs. If you were Taoist Yuzhen, would you choose such a species to be a corpse evil person?"

Zhang Xiaotang still shook his head. As long as he is not a fool, he knows how to choose.

Zhang Xiaofan frowned slightly, pointed his knees with his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Since Taoist Yuzhen is a normal mindset and has mastered extraordinary medical skills and extraordinary techniques, his purpose is a bit confusing, at least not as simple as expected. Moreover, I have always wanted to break through my medical skills, but I have been trying to implement it. If this ancient corpse is well preserved, it would be more suitable to practice it."
Chapter completed!