"Well……"

This time Zhang Wenmao was embarrassed again. Didn’t he know what Qin Lang’s previous virtues were? Although he was not as good as his incompetent son Dandy, it was similar, but after two years of not seeing each other, this kid actually learned a magical acupuncture technique!

With Qin Lang's appearance, how could he have this ability?

He must have met some master who taught him this acupuncture technique.

Zhang Wenmao originally wanted to find that expert through Qin Lang, but now Qin Lang actually said "self-taught", which immediately made Zhang Wenmao feel like he was plunged into a cesspool, and he was so disgusted.

But nausea was nausea, so Zhang Wenmao had to invite Qin Lang back, so he had to say: "Actually, the thing is like this, there is an old man in our family who has bad health, and his symptoms are very similar to Brother Qin's, so I think

Ask my eldest nephew to take a trip and see if he can find out what the problem is."

"this……"

Qin Chuan suddenly felt troubled after hearing Zhang Wenmao's words. He originally thought that he could rely on Qin Lang to help the Qin Group.

But what is involved now is an old man, and judging from Zhang Wenmao's appearance, he should be a very important old man to the Zhang family.

Old man, who can say what's good about his body? Maybe he was fine when you saw him, but not the next second.

Moreover, Qin Chuan only knew that Qin Lang knew acupuncture, but he didn't know that he knew other medical skills. What if he couldn't cure it?

If the Qin Group is gone, it will be gone, but there is only one son. If something happens, will Zhang Wenmao be able to let it go?

Qin Lang has long seen his father's worries, but he himself doesn't care about this kind of thing at all. Although his cultivation is no longer there, with his experience and eyesight as an immortal, what is wrong with that person?

You can all see clearly.

If it can be cured, then treat it; if it cannot be cured, then leave.

After Qin Lang became a cultivator, he tended to do things according to his preferences. He didn't like the Zhang family, but when it came to Liucheng, Qin Lang remembered that there was a Liuye Lake in Liucheng, and a strange thing happened in that lake that shocked the entire northwest of Hunan.

, he had paid attention to it during the most decadent time after he was released from prison in his previous life.

It is said that the water in Liuye Lake suddenly dried up overnight, and people found three huge mushroom-like plants at the bottom of the dry lake.

These three mushrooms are very big, the smallest one is as big as an ordinary umbrella, and the largest one is as wide as an octagonal pavilion.

This incident caused a sensation throughout northwestern Hunan. Many people drove to watch. Within two days, the entire Liuye Lake Scenic Area was under martial law. A government department sent a research team, including several scientific researchers wearing thick glasses.

Went down to the bottom of the lake with various instruments.

Unexpectedly, after these scientific researchers went down, the three big mushrooms suddenly started spraying water like a flood control gate, and the originally dry lake bottom turned into a vast ocean again within tens of seconds.

No one in the scientific research team of more than a dozen people was spared, and all died.

Now things have become very serious. The higher-ups have completely blocked the news. Armed police units have been stationed around Liuye Lake. They have pulled up canvas and formed a large circle around the lake. Precautions have been taken even in the air.

The situation is unknown.

At that time, rumors were flying all over Liucheng, and martial law lasted for about three days. The canvas was removed, the troops retreated, and Liuye Lake returned to its original appearance, as if nothing had happened.

At that time, the photos of the three mushrooms were circulated on the Internet for a while, but later, due to the control from above, these photos could no longer be found.

But Qin Lang had seen these photos at the time, and now that he thought about it, those three weird plants were not mushrooms. If he guessed correctly, they should be something called "Xuan Shui Nao" in the world of cultivation.

This 'Xuanshui Brain' grows in the Xuanshui Realm. It is named because it looks like a human brain. It floats on the Xuanshui all year round and likes to swallow the Xuanshui the most.

But in the world of cultivation, Xuanshui is a good thing. A seemingly light drop of Xuanshui can weigh as much as several kilograms of heavy iron. It is the favorite casting material of cultivators. When poured into weapons, it can greatly enhance the weapons.

The power of.

Although he doesn't know why these three Xuanshui Brains appeared in Liuye Lake, when they appeared, and whether they are still there now, Qin Lang can be sure that the bottom of Liuye Lake is definitely full of spiritual energy and must be a treasure land for cultivation!

For Qin Lang now, nothing is more tempting than a treasure land for cultivation.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang said: "I can go and help you, but I still have something to do, so let's go back first and I'll go there by myself later."

Qin Lang's tone of voice was very arrogant, not like a junior talking to an elder. What's more, he himself was not interested in the Zhang family. The reason why he agreed to go was just to take a look.

Moreover, it might take some time for him to go there, so he had to find a reason to make Qin Chuan not doubt him.

This made Zhang Wenmao very unhappy, but Zhang Wenmao didn't show anything. Instead, he asked more earnestly: "Do you need help, nephew? I can ask my driver to help."

Zhang Wenmao is a man who can bend and stretch, and he does not hesitate to bend and kneel to achieve his goals. No wonder he can do such a big business.

But in Qin Lang's view, even if Zhang Wenmao is able to infiltrate the camp, he is just a paper tiger that can be broken in the face of real strength.

"No, he can't help me with anything."

Qin Lang glanced at the person Zhang Wenmao brought. He should have some skills, but Qin Lang didn't like him at all.

"Okay, then I will wait for my eldest nephew at home. I think my eldest nephew has not forgotten my home address, right?"

Zhang Wenmao had long been impatient when he saw Qin Lang's indifference. If his old father hadn't said that only Qin Lang could save the patient, would Zhang Wenmao have lowered his stature and come here to beg the Qin family?

Qin Lang just nodded and said nothing.

Anyway, he had agreed to go, and Zhang Wenmao felt that there was no need to stay any longer, so he said goodbye to Qin Chuan and left with his people.

As soon as Zhang Wenmao left, Qin Chuan looked at Qin Lang worriedly: "Xiao Lang, you haven't even seen the patient, how can you be so sure?"

Qin Lang said with a smile: "It's just a little effort."

"Shall I ask Lao Lu to go with you?"

Although Qin Chuan was cured by Qin Lang's acupuncture technique and experienced the magic personally, he still felt uneasy when it came to his son.

"No, I can just go by myself. I have to go out and buy a box of silver needles that I can get."

Qin Lang comforted Qin Chuan and then drove Wang Yang's Mercedes-Benz out alone.

When Qin Lang's car drove out of the community, a van and a Volkswagen Passat also started up on the street, chasing after Qin Lang's Mercedes-Benz.

In the Passat following in front, Wang Yang stared at his Mercedes-Benz in front, his teeth itching with hatred. This damn Qin Lang actually dared to drive his car through the city so arrogantly. He was really damned.

At this time, sitting next to Wang Yang was a guy wearing a black shirt, facing fiercely, and with tattoos on his arms.

He patted Wang Yang on the shoulder and said: "Don't get excited, see where he goes first, and find a place where no one is around before you attack."

"Brother Long, this time it's all up to you. I won't kill him, I'll just break his third leg!"

Wang Yang gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

Tan Long, a very powerful bastard in Macheng, specializes in the sand and gravel business. He usually hangs out at the entrance of certain residential areas. Whenever he encounters a house that is renovating, he must go to him and use his sand to decorate the house.

, otherwise you won’t even be able to bring the materials into your room.

Real estate developers and decoration companies call them ‘Shaba’.

Wang Yang himself established a decoration company in Macheng. The sand and gravel used in their company's decoration were Tan Long's, and the interest relationship was very deep.

The driver driving in front turned to look at Wang Yang and said with a smile: "Young Master Wang, let alone the third leg, even if your hands and feet are chopped off, we brothers will not hesitate."

Qin Lang, who was in the front, first drove to a store selling medical tools, bought a box of silver needles, and then drove towards Liucheng.

"Brother, he is out of the city! He is heading towards Liucheng."

The Passat driver had been following Qin Lang's Mercedes-Benz and became excited when he saw Qin Lang leaving the city.

"It's good to get out of the city! This is really a fat pig running to the butcher's house and delivered to his door!"
Chapter completed!