Rebirth of Black Belly and Growing Up

"I can tell from the appearance of the couple that their son will have something to do recently, and the faults of the person in bed are caused by his own relatives, so it is very likely that they will be their son.

"Chang Yi said. Even if he can calculate four hexagrams every day, he will not take action easily. Originally, he could only calculate three hexagrams. Last time Qiu Zuming's Tianshan Snow Lotus made him increase his skills, but now I don't like him.

In the past, his curiosity about his divination made him show off from time to time. He knew that divination also required his energy, and he would not usually let him take action, but Changyi would have his own method and know that I would be useful.

He would volunteer to follow him when he went to his place, just like this time.

"Uncle Fu, why don't my friend take a look? My grandfather Zeng and grandfather's health were all conditioned by this Mr. Changyi. If Mr. Changyi is willing to take action, you will definitely recover." I spoke.

Liu Jiasheng was a little surprised that Mr. Changyi would take action. He knew that there was a master around me, but it was difficult to ask for help. He knew that Mr. Changyi came with him today, and he had no confidence to ask for help.

"But Mr. Changyi?" Fu Zuoling said excitedly when he heard me say this. He heard from friends in the capital that there was such a person in the Liu family that made Liu Yunchang's health improve, but it was difficult to ask for help. He didn't expect that he could do it today

Fortunately to see it.

Jian Qiuming was even more straightforward and knelt directly in front of Changyi, regardless of whether there were any customers here or not. As long as her husband's health improved, she would not want any image.

"Old immortal, god, you must save my husband. The doctor said that he can't be stimulated any more. If he does it again, his life will be lost." However, compared with life, reputation is worth a few dollars, so Jian Qiuming is a little bit more

I don’t regret my impulse. It also made me realize the value of Changyi again.

I don’t know who said: In this world, the status and status are not as good as the charlatan’s mouth. Because no matter how rich or poor, everyone has to live and live long. Even if it is some psychological comfort, it is good.

"At you get up, isn't this going to ruin my Taoism?" Chang Yi took a masterly gesture and said to Jian Qiuming.

"I'm sorry. I'm excited." Fu Zuoling's wife stood up and said.

"Aunt Fu, Taoist Master Changyi only looks at those who are destined to be a destined person. He can come today, which means that Uncle Fu is destined to be a destined person. You must not be polite to him. Taoism emphasizes casualness, so he may not like it at that time.

It will leave with your sleeves." I explained.

"Mr. Changyi. Aunt Fu doesn't know your rules. Don't be so angry. It's bad that you scare people." I said.

"Little girl, don't be a peacemaker. I said I would help him if I had a chance with him, but he didn't even know that he was designed. Is this possible to help your father?" Chang Yi

He glanced at Fu Zuoling sarcastically.

Design? Didn’t it just say that his son was used by someone, but why did he design it again now? But thinking about Fu Zuoling’s son being used by someone means that this matter was designed by someone else? And the person who designed Fu Zuoling must still be

People who know him very well know that Fu Zuoling cannot be stimulated. I understand this when I think of this. I also know that the initiative to say this is to fight for my face and Liu Jiasheng.

"Being designed? This--" Fu Zuoling was a little disbelief, but he felt that Liu Jiasheng would not find someone like this to provoke for no reason. Even if the provocation was successful, with his current status, there would be no benefit.

He can get it, so he is not afraid of Liu Jiasheng's actions. He is now afraid that the layman's words will be true. So he has to think about this person who has deliberately designed him. Thinking of this, he asked his wife to go.

Guarding the door.

"Mr. Changyi can tell how I got my illness?" His words were a test of Changyi. He knew that he had a cerebral hemorrhage outside, but he didn't know how he got my illness?

"Touch your hand over." Chang Yi did not answer him, and asked Fu Zuoling to stretch out his hand. Fu Zuoling cooperated and stretched out his left hand, and Chang Yi put his finger on his beating pulse.

After about ten seconds, he let go, and then took out a bag of cloth on his back. I only knew that he was carrying such a thing with him, and I didn't know what was inside. I only saw him take it out and open it inside.

Lying with long, short, thick, thin and dense silver needles. Then he asked Fu Zuoling to lie down, but he did not remove his clothes. He directly put needles through the clothes, focusing on his head, face, and limbs.

Place.

"If you found me before you were so angry, the official of the Secretary of the Jiangkou Municipal Party Committee would not have been lost." Chang Yi joked, but no one cooperated and laughed.

"I am afraid that you will be excited when chatting later, so I give you a vaccination. It is normal to have blood pressure. For us practitioners, blood pressure is like the rise and fall of the sea water.

The blood vessels are unobstructed and there is no dam blocking it, even if the blood pressure is high, it will break the dam. The surgery can only help you treat the blocked area and pass through the blood

There is also flowing garbage inside, and one day, the blood vessels will be blocked over time. I will give you a diagnosis to clear the toxins in your body and clean them up. Be careful when eating in the future and exercise appropriately.

, you can guarantee that you will live past 100 years old." Chang Yi said.

After hearing this, Fu Zuoling's tears slid down. Since there were several needles on his face, he did not move his mouth and could only express his gratitude with his eyes.

"You don't have to thank you. You are a blessed person. If you cure you, you can be considered as accumulating blessings for myself. Maybe you don't remember some small things, but your numerology is remembered for you every bit, better than the archives of your country.

Remember to be full." Chang Yi pointed to his palm and said.

Then he pointed to his long fortune line and said, "You see, this line is very thick and thin, and it seems that there are several lines converging into one, which means that you have helped many people for a while, and those people come from

Thank you in your heart will increase your luck.”

Fu Zuoling only heard of such a thing in legend, but he didn't expect that there was such a mysterious thing in this world. He thought about this matter carefully. Could it be that when the famine was in the past, there was nothing to eat, and his old house was

There was a wall made of glutinous rice. After he knew it, he demolished the wall and ate it in a daze, which alleviated the food crisis in the village. Later, although his ancestral home collapsed, his official career was always smooth.

It turned out to be this matter.

Seeing Fu Zuoling's expression, I already guessed that he was thinking about things, and I'm afraid he also thought of something that would increase his luck.

Look at the time, it’s easy to get the needles closed.

"Okay, now you can move around and watch it. Remember to slow down and move slowly."

Fu Zuoling, who was originally in a prosperous and enthusiastic person, couldn't help but slow down after hearing Changyi's words. He first found that his face, which was not under his control, had been straightened, and then his originally numb legs were conscious now, although they were moving slowly,

But finally he could move him and control him, and he moved his left arm, his hands recovered faster than his legs, and he could swing them completely, and his fingers could clench his fists.

"You are such a god." Fu Zuoling grabbed Changyi's hand and was excited again.

"Just call me Mr. Changyi. I dare not be a god." Changyi smiled and said. Although you are a blessed person, your son will give you a blessing. If you don't discipline your son well, let him be free.

If you go on, no matter how deep your source of blessings is, you will have no children to die." Chang Yi pointed out without politely.

Although Fu Zuoling was angry with his son, he was still his son. So when he heard that his son was going to cause a big disaster, he immediately begged: "Mr. Changyi, that evil son is not enough to die, but

I only have such a son, and I can't bear to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man. Can I find a way to save him?" Fu Zuoling almost knelt down by imitating his wife. Now he has completely treated Chang Yi as a living god.

.

"This..." Chang Yi hesitated a little embarrassedly.

"Justice Changyi just talks about what he wants. As long as he can save my son, I will definitely not refuse." Fu Zuoling said hypocritically. "Brother Liu, niece, as long as you can help me achieve my wish, I won't say anything else.

From now on, I would like to give all my original connections to Liu Xiandi.” Anyway, he has retreated to the second line. Instead of letting the people on his line be abandoned or Ling Feng cleaned up, it would be better to give them all to Liu Jiasheng, and he has one

I have intuition that what Mr. Changyi said just now was designed by someone. The person who designed him was Ling Feng. He used his weaknesses to his son to design him.

I didn't expect to accept Fu Zuoling's connections so simply. This surprised me quite. Even my father Liu Jiasheng did not expect it.

"You are too anxious, but it is also a very wise choice for you to discard external things. I didn't say it just now because there is only one person who can save your son, and this person is not me." Chang Yi said.

"No, you, who is that?" He couldn't imagine who would be more powerful than the person in front of him?

"It's what you say is your niece, Secretary Liu's daughter." Chang Yi pointed at me.

Me? What's the matter with me? I can make my father so angry that such a son is hopelessly a playboy with his knees. In addition, Fu Zuoling's attitude just now, he feels pitiful to his parents all over the world.

My son almost fell out of breath, but when he heard that his son had something to do, he still couldn't help but think about his son's wholeheartedness. He didn't hesitate to offer his own power with both hands. I now think that the person who designed Fu Zuoling listened to the idiot, that person was around.

With such a big circle design, Fu Zuoling might as well arrest Fu Zuoling's son and threaten him. Even if he took Fu Zuoling's life at that time, he would not be able to do anything. (To be continued.

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