After rebirth, I rely on metaphysics to become the favorite of the wealthy group

Chapter 20 The talkative quack!

"Master Cheng, what do you mean?"

Feng Cheng glanced at him and smiled meaningfully, like a blooming epiphyllum, "I don't need your treatment now."

Now, he only treats Zhou Mo!

Duan Jingci looked stunned, "No, Master Cheng, your body is not suitable for using spiritual arts now."

"Not me!"

While on the phone, I asked Lailai Fang's house to deal with what happened today and a complete blockade. The identity of Zhou Mo's Talisman Master must not be exposed.

"It's not you?" Duan Jingci was surprised, "Who is that?" Besides Feng Cheng, who else could unleash such a powerful spiritual technique here?

Could it be the old man of the Fang family?

The only person who responded to him was Feng Cheng's figure at the door, and Duan Jingci followed him.

Inside the house!

Zhou Mo took out the silver needle from the white bag. She bought it at the hospital. Under Fang Shiji's gaze, she quickly performed the nine retrograde needles.

Fang Shiji couldn't help but feel sad when he saw his grandfather's lips turning purple.

He should have discovered long ago that grandpa kept coughing. He thought it was a small cold.

Who would have thought that Fang Youkui kept feeding poison to his grandfather!

He even fed his grandfather with his own hands. Thinking of this, he felt full of guilt.

If anything happens to grandpa, he will not let Fang Youkui go.

Fang Shiji wiped away the tears on his face and choked with sobs, "Master Patriarch, is Grandpa okay?"

Zhou Mo put away the silver needle. The toxins had invaded his internal organs. Logically speaking, Fang Youdao would not survive today.

But fortunately, she gave her apprentice life-saving water all year round, so she could breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Coupled with his forced exercise, I am afraid that the time for the angry Dantian will not be long, unless there are spiritual herbs and eight tricks!

For a moment, Zhou Mo's expression changed unpredictably, and he thought his grandfather would not survive.

He knelt down and lay on his grandfather, crying loudly, "Grandpa, you don't want to die, the patriarch you have been talking about is back."

"Hurry up and take a look." Fang Shiji cried loudly, with runny nose.

Zhou Mo was immediately speechless. Xiao Fang’s grandson is so cute!

"Your grandfather..." Zhou Mo was about to explain, but the two people who came in behind him were shocked by Fang Shiji's cry.

Duan Jingci stepped forward, looked at Fang Youdao with his eyes closed on the bed, shook his head and said, "Master Fang, his lips are purple, and the poisonous energy attacks his heart.

I'm afraid I won't survive today, even if Wei Xingzhe uses nine retrograde needles to remove the toxins, it won't help."

At this time, Fang Shiji cried even harder, "Master Patriarch, is what Mr. Duan said true?

Wuwuwuwuwuwu~Grandpa...don't leave..."

Zhou Mo frowned, really wanting to slap him, and glanced at Duan Jingci with cold eyes. Hum, he dared to curse her disciple to death, and cursed, "You talkative quack!"

quack!

Duan Jingci's eyes were full of surprise, he was not convinced!

He is the youngest professor in China who combines Chinese and Western methods.

When it comes to medical skills, Wei Xingzhe still has to call him senior brother, but Wei Xingzhe really has to call him brother.

My cousin is also a brother!

"Classmate Zhou Mo, I am the youngest professor in the medical organization, and I am worthy of my name! I am not a quack!" Duan Jingci deliberately emphasized the word quackery to prove his innocence!

Zhou Mo tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, raised his lips, and said with a look of shame, "When did the standard of medical organizations get so low? Can anyone be chosen as a professor?"

Duan Jingci choked at Zhou Mo's words. He just thought she was young and didn't understand. He wasn't angry. He wasn't angry!

Duan Jingci looked like Feng Cheng looking for help, but Feng Cheng ignored him.

She didn't even look at him, but her beautiful peach blossom eyes kept looking at Zhou Mo affectionately!

He had no choice but to turn the conversation to Fang Shiji, who was crying uncontrollably, and comforted him, "Little Fang, listen to me and prepare for your grandfather's funeral."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Shiji's cry stopped. He stared and swallowed, still recovering from his sadness.

Then I heard Duan Jingcigui shouting, "It's a fake corpse...Old Master Fang...is alive..."

“It’s not medical!”

Fang Shiji hiccupped, then pursed his lips, "Wow... Grandpa, you are alive."

"Young Master Duan, what a quack!" He felt something was wrong, "If it's not right, he will talk nonsense!"

It's really blind to ask him to prepare for grandpa's funeral after just one look.

With my ancestor here, how could anything happen?

Seeing Fang Youdao wake up, Feng Cheng narrowed his eyes and said to Duan Jingci, who looked frightened, "Get out!"

"Okay!" Duan Jingci responded like a conditioned reflex, and whoosh, all the people were gone!

"Xiao Ji..." Fang Youdao opened his eyes, breathing weakly, and slowly grabbed his grandson's hand, not paying attention to the person beside him.

Seeing that Fang Shiji was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and said earnestly, "Xiaoji, your brother is locked up in the basement. Go and release him quickly."

Fang Youdao's memory was still before he fainted. He thought that Fang Youkui had discovered his conscience and asked Fang Shiji to come in and take care of him.

"Grandpa, you said the eldest brother is in the basement?" Fang Shiji didn't expect it to be like this.

Fang Youdao coughed lightly and nodded slowly. Fang Shiji quickly picked up the quilt placed by his grandfather, folded it three times, and put it on his grandfather's back.

Fang Youdao leaned back, raised his eyes, widened his eyes, and stared at the girl standing beside him.

The girl was dressed in a medieval style, very much like his master who died young. Fang Youdao's panicked little hands had nowhere to rest, and he spoke with difficulty, "Little girl, are you a human?"

Although the idea is unrealistic in my heart, I still can't help but want to ask.

Zhou Mo, "..." How could he accept such a stupid apprentice in the first place?

Fang Shiji was speechless and wanted to say, "Grandpa, standing in front of you is your proud ancestor."

Why do you ask people if they are human right away?

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows and stared at him with a pair of phoenix eyes, half-smiling but not smiling.

That look said, where did this fool come from? He couldn't pull it off.

"Xiao Fang, you don't think I am a human being as a teacher?" Her tone was gentle, as if she was coaxing the old man.

It's just that his careless expression showed a sense of arrogance, and his face was exactly the same as that of the master who died young.

Fang Youdao said with some excitement and tremblingly, "You... little girl, please don't bully me. I'm old and my eyesight is dim." He coughed loudly and gasped, and he was already bowing in his heart.

His master Zhou Yi is a unique talented girl in the world.

When she was still alive, I always heard her say, 'Xiao Fang, I actually died once. If I die again in the future, don't be too sad, I will still come back.'

That time Zhou Yi was seriously injured and he burst into tears. Fang Youdao knew that she was comforting him.

When the master really died, he was already hypnotizing himself, and the master would come back to life.

Zhou Mo was ashamed, wondering why Xiao Fang was still the same confused person as before, "I won't lie to you."

Zhou Mo originally didn't want to recognize Fang Youdao so quickly, but she couldn't guarantee what happened today and Feng Cheng would help her suppress it.

Even if you can, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear, and sometimes coincidences are difficult to explain clearly.

It's better to just comply with destiny and let nature take its course. After all, this is not the first time she has violated the laws of nature.

Although Fang Youdao was already looking forward to it in his heart, after getting the answer, he couldn't help crying with joy.

Fang Youdao looked at Zhou Mo with respect in his eyes. He moved his lips and couldn't say a word. Half a second later, his eyes turned red and he said, "Xiaoji, help grandpa up quickly."

Fang Shiji's eyes were also red, and he supported Fang Youdao and said, "Grandpa, please slow down."

Zhou Mo stood aside, glanced at the chair beside him, pulled it over, and sat down. She sat upright, as if she knew what Fang Youdao was going to do.

"Master, please bow to me. I made a mistake. You told me a long time ago not to believe Fang Youkui, but he still believed in his lies out of brotherly love.

After Fang Shiji helped his grandfather to kneel down and worship, he ran to pour tea. The grandfather must have drank it.

After pouring the tea, Fang Shiji took the teacup and brought it to Zhou Mo. He grinned and said with a hearty smile, "Master, please have some tea."

Fang Youdao glanced at his grandson and cursed, this kid is so good, he actually saw the ancestor before him.

Zhou Mo took the teacup and Fang Shiji looked at his grandfather with a proud expression.

With smiles on their faces, only the grandfather and grandson knew that a battle for favor between grandfather and grandson was about to begin.

Fang Shiji helped Fang Youdao up and lay down beside the bed. The old man kept coughing lightly, but he didn't dare to exert too much force.

Zhou Mo couldn't help but feel a little bitter in her heart, she comforted and said, "Xiao Fang, I will stabilize your condition as soon as possible, most in six months and as little as three months.

During this period, the master will not come to see you, so you can take good care of yourself."

"The scourge of the Fang family has been captured by the master. You can rest in peace and recuperate, waiting for your return as the master."

She still has a lot of things to do, and the trip to Kyoto is just a formality.

Tomorrow she has to go to Feng's house to exorcise evil spirits. She can't stay at Fang's house for a long time, lest her enemies become suspicious.

Fang Youdao choked and nodded, "Master is interested."

His master is always kind to him!

After settling the matter with the Fang family, Zhou Mo got up and went to the Feng family. During this period, Fang Youdao told him about the power in today's world.

There is a Feng Shui master in the north.

There is a Youjia Talisman Master in the south.

After the death of Zhou Yi, the You family came into being with a fatal thunder talisman, which temporarily replaced the Zhou family's position in Nanmiao.

After Zhou Yi's death, everyone in the Zhou family died. Zhou Yi's only biological brother was framed and imprisoned, and was later released on bail by the Fang family.

He suddenly broke into a mental hospital and is now being guarded by members of a psychiatric organization.

It is said to be healing and protecting, but in reality it is to fear the talented bloodline of the Zhou family.

After receiving this news, Zhou Mo was so angry that her fingers turned white. She had the worst thought, that the black robe might kill her family.

But she will also let her family go because of the soul-killing curse on her body.

But I didn’t expect it!

Black Robe, when I recover my skills, you will die.

No matter where you are in the world, as long as the soul-killing talisman is in your body for a day, even if someone covers up the breath of the talisman for you, I will definitely make you pay a heavy price.

In addition to Fang Youdao, who is her official disciple, she also has many nominal disciples.

According to Xiao Fang's story, after her death, her disciples went to Nanmiao to seek revenge, but in the end they were seriously injured and lost their skills.

Zhou Mo suppressed Zhou Shen's strong anger, and she almost couldn't help but want to kill someone.

Outside the Fang family courtyard.

A dignified and elegant man stood outside the gate. Feng Cheng came to wait for her very early.

Seeing Zhou Mo's body full of hostility, he guessed that Fang Youdao should tell her about the current situation.

"Sister!" The corners of Feng Cheng's lips raised slightly, and he called her "sister" very naturally.

Hearing the voice coming from the front broke her heavy mood, she raised her head, and a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes fell on the man.

Every time I see this face, I always feel a familiar sense of belonging, and my original gloomy mood also dissipates.

She suppressed her emotions and smiled, and the speed of her face change seemed as if the domineering anger leaking out just now did not come from her.

"Brother, you're here so early?" Zhou Mo imitated his tone and called him "brother" teasingly.

Men just like to hear people call them that. Who tells him to look white and pure but not coquettish?

It was completely in her heart.

Feng Cheng looked at her steadily. Although she was smiling, her eyes were cold.

It seems that he still hasn’t been able to conquer the girl’s heart with his good looks!

"Of course we can't keep my sister waiting."

Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows, jumped over him without answering his words, and walked towards the black Volkswagen without a license plate.

As soon as I walked to the car, the window on the driver's seat was rolled down.

Revealing a handsome but somewhat coquettish face, he is handsome but a bit oily.

Duan Jing smiled and said, "Hi, Zhou Mo!" He was a little frightened by Zhou Mo's poisonous tongue that would kill people.

Zhou Mo's eyebrows were cold, and his very beautiful face revealed a certain amount of heroism.

She looked at Duan Jingci, pursed her lips, and twitched the corners of her lips in a casual manner, as if she was telling him about his quack medical skills.

I don't know why, but after Zhou Mo said that he was a quack doctor, he actually recognized it in his heart.

Feng Cheng glanced at Duan Jingci, his eyes dark and unclear, opened the car door, and motioned for Zhou Mo to sit in.

Zhou Mo was not polite, stretched his waist and long white legs first, tilted his head, and sat in.

Feng Cheng looked at her slender legs carefully with his affectionate peach blossom eyes, his eyes dark and unclear. My sister's legs are so long and she is so tall!

After closing the car door, Feng Cheng walked around and got into the car.

Duan Jingci was confused in the driver's seat. Why did Brother Cheng look at him like that?

Suddenly, I understood.

It turned out that he was unhappy with him talking to Zhou Mo. Hey, he didn't even mention the character, but he was so strict.

In the car, Zhou Mo took his mobile phone, opened the game, and logged into a magical game.

From the original owner.

When Zhou Yi was still here, she developed a game company. Later, she felt that it was not challenging enough and left it to her partners.

I just didn’t expect that sixty years later, this game would be so popular.

Feng Cheng glanced at her mobile phone out of the corner of his eye and was a little surprised to see that she was playing games.

The car drove quickly to the Fengjia Villa.

Approaching Feng's house, Zhou Mo finished playing a game. She glanced sideways at the man's picturesque face and asked, "You drive your car so arrogantly without a license plate. You must have a particularly powerful background, brother."

"Remember to cover my little sister from now on." Laughing.

Feng Cheng could hear the teasing in her tone and smiled at those beautiful phoenix eyes, "Definitely." The two words seemed perfunctory, but they carried a hint of indescribable meaning.

Duan Jingci heard the conversation between the two, leaned back on his chair, and turned sideways, "Hey, our Chengye is a good law-abiding citizen, and the car also has a license plate, but it's too A678888 and it's too conspicuous. I'll remove it. I'll put it on later."

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After this explanation, Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows but said nothing. It turned out that the boss was low-key.

After Zhou Mo got off the car, Feng Cheng glanced at Duan Jingci and said, "You are the only one who talks a lot!"

After saying that, he closed the car door with a "bang!" sound, which frightened Duan Jingci.

Did he say the wrong thing?

Zhou Mo stood at the gate of the Feng family's house. The entire courtyard was surrounded by spiritual energy. It was worthy of being the home of a Feng Shui master with a century-old tradition.

It seems that I can recover several levels of spiritual power today.

"Master Ninth, you are back."

(End of chapter)