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Auntie Die received Zhu Tong's call and waited under the Hongqiao for a long time.
Zhu Tong stood with her: "I need a butterfly."
"Just for this?" Auntie Die was a little surprised.
She looks good now, has been pampered for a long time, and has somewhat forgotten her previous life.
Divine amber appeared in the palms of two people's hands, and the two butterfly gods were attracted and quickly moved inside.
After a long time, Zhu Tong took three steps back while clutching the divine amber. He was already short of breath. Auntie Die's face was flushed and she leaned against the wall softly.
Old man Chen was sitting in the main room of Chen's Inn, tending to the brazier, when he saw Zhu Tong come in and invite him to sit down.
At night, for safety reasons, the brazier must be extinguished. An enamel tea jar is surrounded by black charcoal ashes, and a strong aroma of wine is revealed.
"Is it cold outside? Take a sip to warm yourself up." Old man Chen blew out the teapot and handed it over.
Zhu Tong took it, took a big sip, and said, "Good wine."
Mr. Chen beamed with joy, took a sip, and said, "Ye'er is lucky to meet a young man like you."
"She went back to Shanghai first, and I have to leave tomorrow too." Zhu Tong was a little touched. The two old people cared for Ye'er like their own daughters.
"I know, I also know that you are the 'miraculous doctor' and Duohua is the Phoenix Fairy." Old man Chen took out a newspaper and showed off proudly; "You are all good people. Our children in western Hunan have done great things. Everyone
You will all be remembered."
This is not a newspaper, but a special issue published by the local government. It is full of news and photos about the Phoenix Fairy Duohua's concert in Phoenix City. The establishment of the Phoenix Foundation is the focus of publicity, and the list of donors is red.
Published in large print on the first page.
The little liar didn't want to talk about this topic, so he took another sip of wine and said, "It didn't snow this year."
"Yeah, yeah, there's snow in the forecast, I think it's time to start snowing."
Zhu Tong was talking nonsense when he suddenly noticed that the wine tasted strange. He took another sip and savored it carefully: "Old man Chen, do you have rheumatism?" The tea vat was medicinal wine with whole snakes and herbs for treating rheumatism.
"He is indeed a miracle doctor. My leg has been hurting for two days. The snow should have fallen long ago. Alas, I am getting old and my legs hurt. I can't sleep well unless I drink some wine." Old man Chen pulled his left leg, presumably
Rheumatic sore spots.
Western Hunan is humid and rainy, with cold winters and no heating. There are many elderly people suffering from rheumatism. Although drinking some warm wine can relieve rheumatic pain, it is not good for the body.
"Old man, why didn't you tell me earlier? Come inside and let me show you." Zhu Tong reached out to help him, but Old Man Chen did not refuse and said happily: "They all say you are a miracle doctor who can cure all diseases.
, I am also blessed.”
However, Mr. Chen refused to lie on the big carved bed, saying that it was his and Ye'er's bed.
Zhu Tong had no choice but to book another guest room with the old man. Fortunately, guests had begun to leave today, and the Chen Family Inn already had many vacant rooms.
Zhu Tong first turned on the air conditioner and waited until the temperature in the room came up, then helped Old Man Chen take off his pants and carefully inspected the rheumatism leg.
Old man Chen's rheumatism point was in his knee joint. Zhu Tong took out the Phoenix Star Hair, drew a trace of green mist into the crystal, refined it, and inserted it into the acupuncture point below the knee.
The green mist is originally neutral to cold, but after being refined by the crystals of Fengxinghao, it turns into a blazing warm current. Zhu Tong used the warm current to roast the rheumatic spots, gradually easing away the lesions at the core.
Old man Chen was so comfortable that he sighed repeatedly and slowly fell asleep.
Although the phoenix star is magical and the green mist of the Butterfly God is precious enough, it cannot be done in a short time to eliminate stubborn rheumatism.
Zhu Tong worked for a full hour before the bones at the lesion were consistent with the surrounding areas. He turned over the dog skin plasters on his body, and there were still three plasters left, so he took out a pair and rubbed it carefully.
When the plaster softened, he pricked the tip of his right finger, drew the word "medical" with blood on the skin outside the lesion, and then applied the dog skin plaster.
This is the truth he just realized. Dog-skin plaster is complicated to make, and it is not easy to use. Different diseases require different primers. This primer is the medicinal properties induced by the practitioner's own cultivation. In the past, old liars
I didn’t teach him, and Zhu Tong didn’t bother to learn. After reading the parchment, many things I didn’t understand at first became clear naturally.
Then you understand. I have to say that this is entirely due to the solid foundation laid by the old liar. When the little liar thinks about it, the reason why the old liar teaches the treatment of diseases is entirely because using this method to treat diseases will
It consumes Zhu Tong's cultivation. For a wandering prodigal, a moment of soft-heartedness may very well cost his life.
Back in the room, Zhu Tong was not sleepy and turned on the computer to send an email to Tai Haiyan and Cheng Hu each.
In the following time, the little liar began to write two long letters.
The next morning, falling snowflakes descended on Phoenix City.
In the morning, Zhu Tong came to the villa early in the morning and handed Xiao Xiao a blue USB flash drive sealed in an envelope.
"If I don't come back tomorrow night, you should end the negotiations here and return to Shanghai as soon as possible and give this to Ye'er. She knows the password."
Xiao Xiao took the envelope, squeezed it carefully, and put it into the mezzanine of the LV handbag. Zhu Tong turned around to see Miss Jin Zhizhu, but Xiao Xiao suddenly hugged him from behind and said with sobs: "Director, you must come back."
"Why are you crying?" Zhu Tong broke away, smiled and scratched Xiao Xiao's nose twice; "Xiao Xiao, I always thought you were a good girl. Don't be too hard on yourself. You need to have fun when you are young. You can't live in the past forever.
In the shadows. End it early tonight, give yourself a holiday, and go to Phoenix to find a handsome guy to be cool and unrestrained."
Xiao Xiao was amused and said with tears: "If the director doesn't come back, I will... I will... let Mr. Song go."
"What's the truth?" Zhu Tong asked pretending to be strange; "Could it be that Xiao Xiao and Young Master Song..."
"The director is still pretending to be stupid to tease people. Mr. Song has been like a wolf these past two days. If I didn't stop him, he would have been with Miss Jin last night..."
"Xiao Xiao, you shouldn't interfere with other people's freedom." Zhu Tong sternly said, "Whether I come back or not, you can't do this."
"But, Ye'er made a special statement before leaving."
"No one has the right to interfere with other people's choices. Miss Jin and Mr. Song are both adults. If they develop a beautiful relationship, it will only benefit us and do no harm."
Xiao Xiao was stunned, isn't this a naked beauty trick?
Throughout the morning, Zhu Tong locked himself in his room to meditate, and the old liar asked him to be energetic.
Ye'er called almost every hour, and Zhu Tong patiently explained every time that she was negotiating and it was wrong for her to do so. Helpless, Zhu Tong finally handed the phone to Xiao Xiao. But after a while, Xiao Xiao came up and said, Ye'er
Want to talk to him.
Zhu Tong had no choice but to explain it like this.
After Ye'er heard the protest from the Korean guests, she gave up her suspicions and said softly "I'm sorry."
Zhu Tong's heart trembled and he replied in an impatient tone: "It's nothing. Just be careful in the future. I'm turning off my phone now." With that, he turned off his phone.
Xiao Xiao saw that Zhu Tong was leaving, so he chased her out and asked, "What should I do if she calls again?"
"I forgot." Zhu Tong threw the Samsung phone to Xiao Xiao; "This phone has a voice changing function, and the software inside it has my voice system. If Ye'er calls, use it to answer the phone and pay attention to your speaking speed.
Just have a simple conversation and keep it within thirty seconds."
Xiao Xiao stared blankly at this ordinary black Samsung phone. Unexpectedly, the heart inside had been modified into a multi-functional copycat phone.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the BMW X5 parked in front of the villa. Zhu Tong hurriedly walked out, got in the car and said, "Let's go to Fanjing Mountain."
The BMW drove quickly onto the highway. Zhu Tong turned around and saw that Qin Keqiang was driving.
"Brother Qin, why are you here?" He was very surprised. Since yesterday, only Liu Yilan had received a call. Other sects seemed to be cutting off from Zhumen.
"I'll go with you."
"Do you know what I'm going to do?"
"I don't know, no matter what you do, I will be with you." Qin Keqiang said nonchalantly.
"I'm going to duel someone."
"At the foot of Fanjing Mountain, there are already twelve flag bearers of our Shiqimen. My father and Sister Liu are also there."
"He is the most powerful living Buddha Suowonda in the world. No matter how many people there are, it is useless." Zhu Tong felt hot in his heart. Not everyone had abandoned Zhumen.
"Since yesterday, the Living Buddha Gonggamu has led the Eighteen Arhats of Butian Temple to occupy two dojos at the foot of Fanjing Mountain. They are more careful than us."
Suowonda once said that Gonggamu had gone to Lingnan, but it turned out that he had already started to arrange it.
Zhu Tong had some hope in his heart. In the past, Suowonda Living Buddha was so heroic and proud, and he acted like an antelope hanging his horns without leaving any trace. Now, he has also taken it into consideration and started to arrange it carefully. Today, Suowonda and a group of
The Sowonda from years ago was not a person at all, so he should be easier to deal with, right?
"Hurry up and rest. I'll call you when you get there."
"I'm afraid something will happen to you. Now I'm just excited and can't sleep." Zhu Tong laughed.
It has been snowing outside for a long time, and the road leading to Fanjing Mountain is completely covered with snow. During the Spring Festival, there are still few cars driving in the snow.
Qin Keqiang became silent at first, hoping that Zhu Tong would be bored.
After turning two corners, Phoenix City had disappeared on the other side of the mountain, and suddenly someone waved from the road.
Qin Keqiang braked suddenly and reluctantly stopped the BMW X5 half a foot in front of him. Zhu Tong smiled and opened the car door: "What day is it today? Brother Fanxing, will you also come to support me?"
Fanxing was wearing a light Taoist robe. If not for this outfit, Qin Keqiang would not be able to stop the car. He sat behind Zhu Tong and said: "If Brother Zhu has a bad start today, I will have a chance to challenge my master's former opponent.
.”
We haven’t seen each other for several months. Fanxing hasn’t changed much, except that his smell is more ethereal and he looks more and more like a bamboo Taoist priest.
"How does Brother Tao know what I am going to do?" Zhu Tong asked curiously. It seems that everyone in the world knows that he is going to challenge Suowonda, the best master in the world. But it is impossible. He just met the old liar last night
Reach a consensus. This is an internal matter within the Zhumen. The old liar will not shout about it all over the world.
Fanxing flicked his fingers: "I've been wandering around."
"Where is Brother Qin?" Zhu Tong asked Qin Keqiang again; "There is no need for you to get involved."
"When Zhumen is in trouble, the world is in trouble. Brother Zhu wants to challenge even though he knows he is defeated. Everyone should come and help. This is a rare opportunity. We really want to see Zhumen's divine gathering technique."
Zhu Tong was moved in his heart, but he didn't know how to say the words. What is the magic of concentration? Is it the ability to gather the skills of the world's masters into oneself? He understood a little bit, and after a moment of self-reflection, he couldn't help but worry about whether his Pengma state could bear it.
Affordable.
"You need to rest now." Fanxing took out a half-foot-long bamboo knife and gently placed it on Zhu Tong's head.
A burst of coolness slowly descended, and the meridians, muscles, and bones wherever it went relaxed in turn, and Zhu Tong actually fell asleep.