The Strongest Earth Mentor

Because he recognized this jade pendant!

It can even be said to be familiar.

Because in the history of later generations, Wang Xiancheng, the head of the Chongyang Palace he saw, carried such a jade pendant with him.

It was a chance.

At that time, Wang Xiancheng accidentally lost the jade pendant for no reason. At that time, he was a teacher and moved the crowd to spare no effort to find this jade pendant for him.

It was time to face the Trojan federal invasion. In the current situation of the enemy, the Chongyang Palace, as an important member of the China Dao League, suddenly attracted such attention, and naturally attracted the attention of the China Dao League. Yang Chen, who was not yet an elder at the time, acted as a special envoy to ask about the situation.

Then Yang Chen knew that the head of the Chongyang Palace actually worked so hard for such a jade pendant.

Fortunately, Jade Pendant was recovered quickly, and preparations were not delayed. Otherwise, even Wang Xiancheng, even the head of the Chongyang Palace, will be severely punished by the Chinese Daoist League.

This also attracted Yang Chen's attention. He was so good to say that finally let Wang Xiancheng let him look at this jade pendant, he thought it was a magic weapon or something, but at first glance, it was an ordinary piece that could not be more ordinary, and the style was also ordinary. The texture of the pendant is also very poor, which is the kind that can't be called jade anymore.

For now, it can be bought from a small street vendor at most a few tens of dollars. If you can bargain, maybe you can bargain the price to less than 20 yuan!

It is precisely because this jade pendant is so worthless to be so nervous that the head of the Chongyang Palace makes Yang Chen particularly impressed.

Unexpectedly, now he actually saw this jade pendant again.

He is not mistaken, because although this jade pendant belongs to the cheap color of mass production of modern machinery, but its jade color has a green spot on it. The shape of the green spot is exactly the same as what Yang Chen later sees.

Mass production, that is, the appearance is exactly the same. But jade is a natural material after all, and its material is not uniform. This kind of green spot shape on the material is also a unique mark, it is impossible to make the same.

In other words. The jade pendant that Yang Chen saw in later generations And this jade pendant is absolutely the same!

How can this not let Yang Chen secretly panic?

You know, Wang Xiancheng in the history of later generations, and the current experience of Wang Xiancheng. That's just two different things. How could they actually encounter the same jade pendant?

Could it be said that Wang Xiancheng of later generations. Have you had a time with this little girl before?

Yang Chen knows that this possibility is basically 100%.

Looking at Xiaolan carefully now, it seems that she is Wang Xiancheng of the whole world. Yang Chen sighed secretly.

It seems that Wang Xiancheng and this Xiaolan girl are afraid of their destiny. Fate in the history of previous life. Even if this has been completely messed up by Yang Chen, Wang Xiancheng has a very different history, and he still has a fate! This can only be said to be an arrangement of fate.

But it seems. The ending between Wang Xiancheng and Xiaolan in the history of the previous life is probably not too good.

On the one hand, it's what I said before. It is impossible for Xuanhong to allow this Xiaolan girl, who is heavier than the sect in Wang Xiancheng's heart, to exist. On the other hand, with such a serious illness as Miss Xiaolan, the medical and healing spirits of later generations seem to be unable to help. Not to mention modern medicine. In the history of later generations, there was no Yang Chen to help, this Xiaolan girl's death should be iron and steel.

When thinking about the afterlife, when Wang Xiancheng made a big noise because of the jade pendant, Yang Chen saw that he looked at the jade pendant with sadness and sweetness. Yang Chen knew that there must be a sadness on the jade pendant The past.

Obviously, Wang Xiancheng should have known Xiaolan for some reason in later history, and then no matter whether Xiaolan passed away due to illness, or Xuanhong lived to play a mandarin duck, anyway, this Xiaolan girl did not survive, leaving only one The jade pendant was commemorated by Wang Xiancheng.

But now, with their own involvement, maybe the situation will be different. I hope these two can have a good future.

Yang Chen thought.

"Yang Chen, how is it going? What disease did Xiaolan get?"

Wang Xiancheng asked anxiously.

He also knows one or two about this great rejuvenation technique, and dare not say that it can cure all diseases, but most diseases can be effective, at least they can alleviate the condition.

But looking at Xiaolan's appearance, even this great rejuvenation technique seems to have no way.

How can Xiaolan get better?

Is it really impossible?

When Yang Chen packaged and sold the Lingfu technology and used a piece of Ganlin Zeshifu for advertising, Wang Xiancheng had "missed" and did not understand the existence of Ganlin Zeshifu. In his view, the rejuvenation technique is already the strongest cure for the disease.

The great rejuvenation technique is useless, which almost makes Wang Xian desperate.

In the current situation in the metaphysical world, the alchemy has fallen, and the alchemy technique is a little stronger than the alchemy. Everyone's alchemy level is not very good, maybe the elixir of refining is regarded as an elixir in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of metaphysical monks, it is useless.

According to the alchemy level of the metaphysical world, such a small rejuvenation as Xiaolan is not effective, and almost no cure can be made.

The Great Rejuvenation is ineffective and the alchemy hope is slim. What can Wang Xiancheng do besides despair?

"This..." Yang Chen looked at him like that, but in a short period of half a day, he already had a lot of haggardness, and also sympathized with his heart, shaking his head: "What disease is unclear, but it should belong to the kind of people who are debilitating. I don’t know the cause. But you can rest assured that the rejuvenation technique will not work. I’ll find a way to draw you a piece of Ganlin Zeshifu.”

"Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu?" Wang Xiancheng's eyes lit up: "Is that the legendary Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu? Yang Chen, will you?"

Yang Chen smiled bitterly: "Did you ask me what I did some time ago? I was in the preaching conference of Wufeng Temple some time ago, but I bought the copyright of Gan Lin Ze Shifu's technology to Zhengyi Lingbao School. A piece of Ganlin Zeshifu was used at the scene, do you say I will?"

Wang Xiancheng laughed twice: "Well... I was always worried about Xiao Lan, didn't I do anything else. However, with Gan Lin Ze Shifu, I believe Xiao Lan's illness will definitely be better!"

However, Yang Chen was not as optimistic as he was, and it was impossible to say: "Maybe. But at least, it can make Xiaolan's illness better. This should be certain."

"That's good then that's good..."

With that, Wang Xiancheng's eyes. It fell back on Xiaolan again. All the minds have been completely concentrated on her, as for everything outside, it is deemed to be gone.

Yang Chen called him twice. Seeing that he didn't answer, he shook his head bitterly. Just give up.

At this time, it was dark and the workers finally returned from the construction site. For a time. The shack outside started to become noisy.

Then there were footsteps coming over again, and had not yet reached the hut. There was a burst of exclamation first.

"Why is there so much moss in the outside of the hut?"

The voice of the middle-aged man on the phone rang anxiously: "No! Xiaolan is still inside..."

Then he listened to the chaotic footsteps of him and several others coming to the hut.

"Little Lan Gu..."

The middle-aged man screamed that when he came in, he saw Yang Chen and the two of them, and immediately looked at them with vigilance: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

This middle-aged man is a typical migrant worker. He was wearing a dirty black jacket. It was all dust. His hair is a little gray, and his back is a little camel. The face is covered with the wind and the wrinkles caused by the hard work outdoors, and the face has the humble smile that is common in the bottom of the society.

Now his face was already tense. Because of life, he has no confidence. There is no courage to fight crime. But out of the kindness in his heart, although he cringed a little, he insisted on standing there and collapsed tightly. He had to ask Yang Chen's intentions.

The coworkers behind him are about the same age, and some are younger, with wind and vicissitudes of life coming from their lives, and a stern expression.

At this time, a worker who was about the same age as the middle-aged, wearing cheap camouflage clothes, and rubber shoes took a closer look at Wang Xiancheng, who was now fully focused on Xiaolan, and he pulled the middle-aged man: "That was not the same as before. Is that guy with Xiaolan?"

The middle-aged man looked carefully at the past and recognized it, suddenly relieved: "It turns out to be Xiao Wang. You said that you are a lad, there will be no news for this go, but Xiaolan will be suffering for us..."

He had nothing to say, but Wang Xiancheng was completely deaf, just hugged Xiaolan and carefully wiped the stains on her face that she didn't even have.

Upon seeing this, Yang Chen hurried over and didn't want anyone to disturb him. He said to the middle-aged man: "My name is Yang Chen. I am Xiao Wang's friend. Uncle, your last name?"

He said that he took out an unopened package of Soft China from his pocket and gave out smoke to several people.

He is non-smoker. This time, I still thought that the workers here should be used to smoking, so I bought Baorenhua.

A few people were too cautious to smoke, and did not smoke. They first caught them in their ears.

"No surnamed Wu, named Wu Chenggang, call me old Wu, well, uncle really can't afford it..." The middle-aged man hurriedly smoked, with a shy smile on his face, put the cigarette in front of his nose and took a deep breath The tone seemed to be intoxicated by the aroma of tobacco: "Good guy, Soft China, I haven't smoked in this life. Today, it is thanks to the big boss Yang's blessings... Come on, sit down..."

He said that he quickly wiped **** his dark plastic stool with sleeves, and asked Yang Chen to sit up.

Yang Chen's clothing is not too expensive, but that is for the rich and wealthy. For these bottom-level migrant workers, it is the rich and tight. At first glance, it is the rich boss, it is inevitable to become enthusiastic.

Yang Chen was not too dirty. He sat down and talked with several people. In the small shack, it was lively for a while.

It turned out that they were all migrant workers from the same village. When working here, they met Xiao Lan, a begging girl. Everyone is a ruined man, and he takes care of Xiaolan. It's just that they have limited financial abilities, and Xiaolan is seriously ill, but she can't help but can only help as much as possible. A few days ago, Wang Xiancheng was rescued by Xiaolan. If it were not for their help, there was really no way.

Yang Chen was naturally very grateful to them, and before taking out a lot of money, he specially withdrew cash to thank them. At this time, the co-workers showed a very high sentiment, and clearly their living conditions were very poor, but none of them wanted Yang Chen to thank them. At most, some of them hesitated, but they finally refused.

Yang Chen thought that teaching people to fish is better than teaching people to fish. These co-workers are kind-hearted and don’t give money directly. Instead of bringing them together, they suggested: "Everyone doesn't want me to thank you, but I don't force it. But , I am also a boss, everyone knows."

Speaking of which, several coworkers glanced at each other and chuckled.

"That's it, you all work on construction sites, right?"

Several people nodded.

"There is also a project under construction in my place. This project is my own, but it is contracted to other construction companies to do it. I think a few people are also good, and they must work **** the construction site. It is better to go to my side. Do your work. Who do you do it for? I don’t worry about a few of you. The salary is 200 yuan per day.

"Two hundred dollars?" Several co-workers suddenly widened their eyes and breathed quickly. In 2010, a salary of 200 yuan per day was really good, and even quite good. For them, they can earn six thousand a month, and even those who are culturally sitting in the office may not be taller than them. How can they not be moved?

"No, no, how can this be done..." After the reaction ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They also know that this is entirely Yang Chen in order to thank them and hurried off.

Yang Chendao: "You don't have to say anything. First of all, there is an element of gratitude in this job, but it's not exactly. It's more for the price of everyone's labor. Because my project is very important to me, it must be of quality. Quite passable. This outsourcing to other companies, after all, is not their own company, and it’s a little bit uneasy. Everyone went to work on the one hand, and on the other hand, helped me stare at it, so that I can rest assured. I’ll give you my Telephone, if you have any questions, please contact me directly. Rest assured, this amount of money is less than the quality of the project, but it is not a loss to me. It is nothing at all. I am willing to pay this money!"

Several coworkers glanced at each other again, hesitating whether to agree.

"That's it! Everyone goes to me, two hundred dollars a day!"

Yang Chen gave the final word.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside: "Why two hundred dollars a day?"

Then someone broke in in a very polite way.

Wu Chenggang's complexion changed at first glance. (To be continued.) Activate new URL