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Chapter Thirty-two(1/2)

"Tong'er, you stand in the Xuanwu position, block the demonic wind, and watch as your master destroys the demonic power and eliminates the demonic fetus."

Zhang Kun winked, and Li Xiaowan quickly stood at the door, clasping his fingers together with a solemn expression on his face.

Aunt Wang's eyes moved slightly.

The young man on the hospital bed hummed a little softer and looked over with his eyes open.

The stagnant water is slightly rippled...

Zhang Kun took seven steps in a row, stepped on the seven-star direction, swung his whisk, and suddenly looked at the water tank beside the door... shook his head and asked Zhang Tiezhu, "Have the little brothers of the Wang family gone to the waterside recently? Soon

The evil spirit enters the body."

"Yes, yes, the Taoist Master is really accurate."

Zhang Tiezhu nodded quickly.

"That's right. The water monster is causing trouble and the devil's fetus has entered the world. It's not impossible to solve it. Wait for the poor man to cut off his magic power first..."

After saying that, he reached out and put his hand lightly on the side of the water tank.

A tank of water weighing three to four hundred kilograms was lifted lightly by him, just like picking up a bowl, and he slowly placed it outside the door.

"Old fairy!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Tiezhu suddenly knelt down and kowtowed.

But he was already shocked.

Not to mention a large tank filled with water, even if it was empty, a strong man like him would need two people to lift it.

However, the old Taoist priest in front of him just touched it with three fingers and lifted it up without using any force at all.

"Get up."

Zhang Kun gently stroked his long beard, turned his eyes, and looked at the kitchen knife on the chopping board. He walked over and took it in his hand. He weighed it and knew that it was made of inferior pig iron. He smiled and said, "If you want to cut off swords, soldiers, water, and fire, demons

The magic power and this sword cannot be kept."

As he spoke, he stretched out two fingers and pinched them. He didn't use any force on the surface, but secretly, all his strength had been concentrated on the two fingers.

Liuhequan has reached the state of Dacheng. In the late stage of combined force, you can gather all the strength of your body in any random shot. It seems that you are not using any force, but in fact, you have used all your strength.

Naturally, ordinary farmers cannot understand the subtlety of using force.

collapse……

The blade has been broken into two pieces.

This time, even the old lady stood up in shock and bowed her head in worship.

He calls himself an old god, but his eyes are already a little lively.

It will be easy to handle next...

Zhang Kun used a needle (casting spells) and gave medicine (taking elixirs). Then, the young man on the bed crawled up to the latrine and pulled out a bunch of insects...

The disease is mostly cured.

I felt a lot more energetic on the spot.

Zhang Kun's reputation as the old god of Gezao Mountain has gone by without a trace.

A little bit of Dragon Qi, which was given to me by the old lady, quietly slipped into my eyebrows.

Even though Zhang Tiezhu was busy with his face full of respect, he didn't give it.

After the young man who was lying on the hospital bed struggling for his life got better, he didn't give thanks when he thanked him.

'Sure enough, we still need to cast a wide net.'

People turn their backs, dragon energy gathers, and everything comes from the heart.

What on earth are others thinking, will they be grateful? Zhang Kun didn't force it, he just took Li Xiaowan to the next house.

This time, I met a young scholar.

When I failed several times in the scientific examination, I became a little nagging, thinking that the examiner was blind and wasted all my talents.

When Zhang Kun entered the house like a god descending from the earth, he saw that the young man had already pulled the black cloth, lowered the door bolt, locked himself in the room, and made no sound no matter who called the door.

Looking through the window, you can still see that guy, huddled in the corner, trembling all over.

His old parents were so worried that their hair turned gray: "Since my child came back that time, he has not been able to see the light of day, avoid strangers, and rarely say a word for a whole day. After a while, he will hide from us when he sees us, as if

It's like seeing a demon..."

Zhang Kun pulled Li Xiaowan to the side and whispered: "Did you see what?"

"I don't see anyone hiding inside, and I can't see anything. This is my fear of thoughtfulness. I want to lift it all the time all day long. I drilled the horn tip.

. ""

Li Xiaowan frowned, thinking that his level was really not enough. There were many types of diseases in the world, and not every disease could be treated.

"Since it is the stagnation of liver qi, emotional is out of control. Then, the liver is relieved, starting with the place where he is most interested, it arouses mood changes, maybe to be able to save."

After thinking about it, Zhang Kun walked back, Lang said, "Now, Lang Lang is already a demon and ghost's heart, you must not delay, let the poverty mantra lower the demon ..."

After speaking, let this old couple find an article written by his son in his family.

Lang Sheng reads: "Back, people have the strength of accumulation, and finally self -confidence, and those who will be sent to the people have a static static, and they have nothing to try at the beginning.

Looking at the heavenly Tao with others, looking at the earth, and getting in the middle ... "

Zhang Kun just glanced at the article, and found that he couldn't understand it.

However, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, you can read it.

And, you can read it wrong ...

He changed his words and missed words.

Just after reading three paragraphs, the door of the house was opened suddenly, and the scholar ran out with a red eye.

"Wrong, wrong, will you read it? Am I writing this? There is a humiliation, which is really humiliated. I read it to you ..."

He was very angry, and he grabbed the manuscript and opened his mouth to read.

"Back, people have the strength of accumulation, and they are not self -clear, but those who will send their own people have a mindful view.

When people look up at the sky, look at the personnel, and moderate my body ... "

Once, twice.

After reading the manuscript, the scholar suddenly burst into tears, and the whole body was comfortable. First, he confessed to the old couple.

He was fine.

Just after a while, the liver qi was smooth, the complexion was rosy, and the breath improved.

"The imperial examinations cannot be achieved. In fact, the niche can also find a teaching work of teaching, support the family, and support the parents.

Two points of dragon value, from the scholar and the old man, entered the heart of his eyebrows. Zhang Kun's heart was satisfied, set up his sleeves, and left Li Xiaowan without taking away a cloud.

Nympho

In the next two days, Zhang Kun finally found that even if he pretended to be a god of ghosts, there were actually 780 % of the patients who had nothing to do.

Even Li Xiaowan didn't even see what the cause was.

In the middle, there are patients with a few mental problems.

In particular, there is a young man who likes to read leisure books. He thinks he is Zhang Sheng in the "West Chamber". He thinks about meeting with Cui Yingying every day.

Throughout the mind, I thought about Yingying in my dreams every day, so I went crazy, and I couldn't listen to normal people to speak.

Zhang Kun's treatment method is also simple.

He went to the technical museum and invited an old -fashioned old technician who was old, pretending to be Cui Yingying ... rushed to the patient's house and sang a play of the back garden private meeting with him.

This scene sang and sang, the patient was shocked.

"Why does the lady look like this?"

"The years urge people to grow old. Since we order for life, Qin Se and Ming, and after a hundred years, how can people do not grow old, Zhang Lang, I haven't seen it for a long time, my body is also missing, it is better to ..."

The chicken skin on the old technicians shake for a while, and the fragrant powder drops down.

The patient vomited "Wow", his face was pale, and the person was awake.

"I, I, Dao, where did you find this Yingying? It's too heavy ..."

The patient is already fine. At this time, he smiled bitterly. Looking at Zhang Kun like heaven.

"Oh, heart disease still needs heart medicine, you are not in a book, you are fascinated by Yingying. Instead, you are deliberately thinking about the beautiful girls like a jade ... After this, what do you feel?"

Zhang Kun scorned.

‘Yes, yes, I wo n’t be so ridiculous anymore in the future. The niche realizes the reason why Hongyan Yi Lao and their life are short -lived. In the future, when you are down -to -earth, you will not be obsessed with illusions.’

A little dragon's harvest.

Zhang Kun is a bit satisfied and regrets.
To be continued...
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