Chapter 573 The Evil Spirit

Feng Jun didn't ask to go to the cave with the other party - he was watching so closely, so he probably wouldn't agree.

He could consider forcing the other party, but he was not at the end of his rope, so why should he take it by force?

Cang Lin knows etiquette very well. With his current conditions, if he wants to rob someone, he has to go to the mobile phone plane to rob it. No one here is worthy of his lack of attention.

As expected, Zhuang Haoyun had no intention of inviting him to Pingyang and left with his wife.

Gu Jiahui was originally scheduled to fly in the afternoon, and she was really reluctant to leave when she heard that there might be new patients coming to the manor.

She wanted to see Master Feng's miraculous medical skills again, and she also wanted to know more secrets - what price did the other party pay?

Yang Yuxin refused to let her daughter change her registration, but she felt uncomfortable seeing the other girls guarding her daughter like thieves. "I'll go back and make up classes first. When I catch up with the progress of the course... you are allowed to come on Saturday."

Gu Jiahui said unhappily, "Mom, I have completed all the courses for my senior year of high school by myself, so I don't need to catch up."

However, these words were of no use, and she still got on the plane angrily.

In the next few days, Feng Jun was still thinking about the spirit planting array and learning about communication networking.

Three days later, in the early morning, Zhuang Haoyun finally arrived. This time he got an SUV, followed by a light truck.

He brought with him more than a hundred stone fragments, weighing a total of one and a half tons.

Feng Jun asked them to unload the goods in the warehouse, briefly identified them, and then nodded, "Okay, send your son here."

Most of the stones brought by the opponent were ordinary, but there were also more than a dozen stones that were filled with evil spirits.

He didn't know if this was the banker's entire inventory, but it didn't matter to him - these were fragments of the magic weapon. Even if they were collected together, it would be impossible to piece together a complete magic weapon. Why worry about so much?

Yes, this is a fragment of a magic weapon that can only be used by cultivators in the worldly stage. Moreover, this broken stone magic weapon should be a very powerful one. It has killed many people, otherwise it would not have so much evil energy.

What Feng Jun wants to know more is: Have there ever been activities of cultivators in the earthly realm on earth?

Well, considering the stone ring he got, this plane must have been visited by immortal cultivators before.

However, if you think about it carefully, such a powerful magic weapon has been broken into pieces - the cultivators of the Golden Core stage will also have it, right?

But no matter what, this situation can still be reluctantly accepted when it happens to people named Zhuang - after all, their ancestor Zhuang Zhou is so famous.

He was not in a hurry to consider the cause and effect. The dozens of fragments of the magic weapon still came from the same magic weapon, which was enough for him to take action.

An hour later, Zhuang Haoyun's son was delivered by a commercial vehicle instead of using the Luohua Manor's luxury bus.

However, it is impossible not to use the luxury bus - strangers are not allowed to stay in Luohua Manor!

Therefore, Zhuang Haoyun's son also enjoyed Gu Jiahui's treatment - he was placed directly on the bus and made the car his home.

To be honest, this is also a bit of resentment in Feng Jun's heart: If you don't let me go to your cave, then you can't trust me.

Since you can't trust me, why should I trust you?

He believes that if he goes to the cave, he is likely to find more things - his mobile phone has a very powerful exploration function.

Anyway, he put the other party in the car, and the car was parked opposite the No. 1 Pump Pavilion, which was quite a distance from the villa.

Zhuang Zesheng is an 18-year-old young man, almost 1.8 meters tall, but extremely thin, less than 80 pounds. He is no different from an African refugee and can be blown over by a gust of wind.

From the abdomen down, he has lost the ability to move. His legs are as thin as poles, and his arms still have some flesh.

The little guy's mental state was not good either. His eyes were straight and he looked lifeless. When he saw Feng Jun, he didn't even say hello, he just looked at him blankly.

His mother paid great attention to this, "Shengsheng, why don't you say hello to Master Feng? You need to be polite!"

Zhuang Zesheng was stunned for a while, then he came back to his senses, nodded slightly towards Feng Jun, and said expressionlessly, "Hello, Master."

Zhuang Haoyun was worried that Feng Jun would be angry, so he immediately explained, "Master, the child used to be very lively and polite. This illness has lasted for almost four years... He is a little depressed. I'm really sorry."

Feng Jun was indeed a little annoyed by the other party's rudeness. He had seen more than one or two naughty children, but if he had this attitude towards the doctors who treated him, then his life would be a bit too willful - do you think I really care about this? Do you treat illnesses?

Zhuang Haoyun's explanation was very timely. Feng Jun thought about it and realized that when the little guy was sick, he was in his most rebellious adolescence. It is normal for his temperament to change drastically when encountering such a situation.

He stretched out his hand, took a pulse on the other person's left wrist, and then switched to his right wrist.

Before he could speak, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. His face remained expressionless and his eyes were blank.

Feng Jun waved his hand and said calmly, "I'm not a doctor, I don't look at tongue coating."

Shengsheng closed his mouth, his face as calm as a wax statue.

Feng Jun frowned. He probably already knew the other party's condition. To be honest, this is a business counterpart - this kind of disease can only be cured by immortal cultivators.

Seeing him frowning and not speaking, Zhuang Zesheng's mother's face also darkened. After waiting for a long time, seeing that the other party refused to speak, she mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice, "Master...this disease?"

"It can be cured," Feng Jun nodded expressionlessly, "but...it's a bit difficult."

When he heard the word "can cure", Zhuang Zesheng's brows moved slightly, but then, the corners of his mouth dropped slightly - alas, this happened again.

In the past few years, he has been seeking medical treatment everywhere, and he has seen too many liars - they started to make wild claims and spent a lot of money, but in the end they couldn't cure it and had to let it go.

In fact, being defrauded of some money was not the most hateful thing. The most hateful thing was that after taking all kinds of weird medicines, he now had serious stomach problems, and his body's recovery ability was very poor.

But when Feng Jun said it could be cured, Zhuang Haoyun and his wife's eyes lit up - they knew that this was not a wild man, but a real person.

Zhuang Haoyun slapped his chest and said in an almost exaggerated tone, "If you have any difficulties, just ask!"

Feng Jun took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Zhuang Haoyun.

Zhuang Haoyun smiled wryly and waved his hand. It's not that he doesn't smoke, but that his wife is very strict about it - he must not smoke in front of his son.

However, his wife could only watch the other person smoking, not daring to say a word - even in the car.

Feng Jun lit up his cigarette and took two puffs before speaking, "The patient's problems were brought from his mother's womb... He was born with deficiencies, so he got sick when he was growing fastest."

Zhuang Haoyun's wife became anxious when she heard this. She didn't want to take the blame, "Master, he was only eight and a half pounds when he was born. How could he be born deficient?"

"Weight and congenital deficiencies are not necessarily related," Feng Jun stated with certainty. After pondering for a moment, he looked at Zhuang Haoyun and spoke meaningfully, "Moreover, this congenital deficiency is related to evil spirits."

Zhuang Zesheng's brows twitched slightly again - this liar was even lower level, what was he talking about?

However, when Zhuang Haoyun and his wife heard this, they thought about it for a moment, and their expressions changed - they thought of the wealth-attracting gemstone.

Both of them believed that this stone had the function of warding off evil spirits, so after Zhuang's wife knew that she was pregnant, she often wore the stone when she went out.

Unexpectedly, this was originally an action to protect the unborn baby, but instead caused his son to become paralyzed.

Feng Jun also guessed this possibility. The evil spirit of the stone can be withheld by people with stronger energy and blood, but the harm to unborn babies is not as great as usual.

Zhuang Zesheng was thinking in his heart, his parents would not be deceived by such a low-level trick, right? Unexpectedly, his father raised his hand and slapped him hard, "I'm such a bastard!"

"No, this is none of your business," his wife grabbed his hand, "If you want to blame me, you can only blame your father-in-law."

watt? Zhuang Zesheng, who had always been expressionless, finally twitched the corner of his mouth. Before I was born... what did my grandfather do?

Of course Zhuang Haoyun can understand what his wife means, UU Reading www. uukｎshu.netｔ This stone was brought back by his father. He thought it had the effect of warding off evil spirits, so he gave it to him. He then gave it to his wife, which led to his birth defects.

"There is no point in tracing the responsibility now." He looked at Feng Jun again and spoke seriously, "Master, you are absolutely right. I agree very much. So... what can we do?"

"It has nothing to do with you," Feng Jun took another two puffs of cigarette and waved his hand impatiently, "It will take at least three months for your son to be cured of this disease!"

He is tired of this. It is easy to cure the little guy, but if you want to make up for the innate deficiencies, it will not happen overnight. You have to recuperate in the spirit gathering array like Gu Jiahui.

For three months, he kept talking to the young man. Of course, after he was cured, he could leave it alone and wait until the other party got sick again after a few decades.

However, this goes against his code of conduct: How can a person have a beginning but no end?

"Three months?" Zhuang Haoyun's wife rolled her eyes and asked tentatively, "Is there any inconvenience?"

She asked more tactfully, but actually she wanted to ask - is it a cost issue?

"I don't like keeping people in my manor," Feng Jun replied simply, "It's inconvenient."

Zhuang Haoyun and his wife were silent, thinking that this master's temper was really not ordinary.

If you want to talk about the cost, we can easily discuss it. If you say it’s inconvenient for you, what can we say?

When the two of them were silent, Zhuang Zesheng suddenly spoke up, "Master, how long will it take for my legs to move?"

"How long?" Feng Jun glanced at him, turned around and threw the cigarette butt away from the car, "I can let you move in a few minutes."

"Really?" The three bankers' eyes lit up when they heard this, "Master, please take action."

(Updated to summon monthly pass.)