"It wasn't the case two days ago? What does this mean?"

Huang Zhong frowned, quite puzzled.

Wang Ergou smiled and said, "This matter is of course of no use for me, so why not let them talk about it."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Lao Zhangtou and others, bowed and said, "My fellow villagers, what I, Wang Ergou, looked like three days ago, I hope you can tell me so that this hero can know."

"Hey, do I know that three days ago, Ergou was still a skinny little slim moth. His numb arms were broken with one hand!" The one who spoke was the silly iron pillar.

"Yes, this guy Ergou was so thin three days ago, he seemed almost dead."

"I look dead, but now I look much more round." The girl said.

Huang Zhong could naturally tell whether what these villagers said was true or false.

It is precisely because of this that he became confused like never before.

"This is impossible!" Huang Zhong frowned, "Your body is strong and full, and it cannot be achieved in a few days."

Wang Ergou said: "As you can see, this is the magic trick that the village chief has used on me."

"The village chief said that there is only one person who can save the son's illness in the world. If a hero really wants to solve the son's illness, he might as well go to see the village chief himself."

Huang Zhong's heart seemed a little confused at this time.

He has always been very independent and did not mess up his thoughts because of what Wang Ergou said.

Although there was chaos in my mind at this time, I still insisted on my own opinions.

"If what you said is true, how dare you let someone try your body?" Huang Zhong stared at Wang Ergou carefully and said.

Wang Ergou did not think it was offended at all and said, "It's impossible."

"How to try?"

Huang Zhong said: "There is no need to be much trouble, you just need to reach out."

Wang Ergou reached out to his hand carelessly.

Huang Zhong stretched out his two fingers and placed them directly on Wang Ergou's wrist.

A stream of true energy suddenly walked around Wang Ergou's meridians from his fingertips.

"The qi and blood are full, the internal content is full, the flesh is solid, and the steel bars and iron bones are strong."

"This is absolutely impossible to be a magic trick!"

"If there is such a magic technique..."

Huang Zhong was confused.

Wang Ergou smiled and said, "If there is really such a magical art, will the man be sick, then there is nothing scary?"

At this time, Lao Zhang and others looked at Wang Ergou's actions, and obviously had guessed that it was Qin Yu's instructions.

Each of them started to tell Huang Zhong about the changes that had happened to him.

Although the changes that happened to them one by one are definitely not as obvious and terrible as Wang Ergou.

But it can definitely be considered quite amazing.

After accepting such repeated bombings, Huang Zhong also came to Qin Yu in dizzyness with Huang Xu.

When he was about to walk to Qin Yu, he immediately woke up again when he looked at Qin Yu's excessive youthful appearance.

A hint of imperceptible embarrassment flashed across his face when he woke up: "Huang Hansheng, Huang Hansheng, how could you be fascinated by the heart? It's especially ridiculous to believe these ghosts and gods!"

"Since you've come here, I'll have to take a good look at what kind of trick this so-called immortal art is. If you dare to plot against this immortal art on someone, you will really be determined to be dead!"

This embarrassment just flashed and was instantly replaced by a little murderous intent that arose in his heart.

If he was made to realize that this so-called immortal art was just something used to fool the people and harm the people, he would definitely not let it go!

Huang Xu, who was following him, was only thirteen or fourteen years old at this time.

He was weak and sick and followed his father to visit famous doctors and had already gone to many places.

But he has never seen anyone like Xiaofang Village who actually has the "Immortal Art" before.

Although Taiping Dao is powerful, my father has no favoritism for this kind of Taiping Dao on weekdays.

Under such influence, Huang Xu knew early on that the so-called Fu Shui was just a thing to coax people.

But this time his father actually brought him to the village chief who possessed "Immortal Art", which really made him feel extremely curious.

From a distance, Huang Xu's first impression of the village chief was that he was young.

He has also heard that those who know fairy arts should be respected old people.

He never thought that this village chief who knew immortal arts would be so young.

When I got closer, I realized that the village chief was not only very young, but he actually looked quite handsome.

His face, sharp-edged eyebrows and starry eyes, and although he was only wearing ordinary coarse linen, he had a unique and independent temperament, especially his deep eyes, which made people look like starlight flowing.

There was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to have a strong confidence, which made people feel good about him.

"Does such a person really know the magic of immortality?"

Huang Xu was still thinking about this question that made him unable to judge. When he came to his senses, he had already come to Qin Yu.

"I'm so lucky to hear General Huang's name for a long time."

Qin Yu bowed his hands and said with a smile.

There was no sign of happiness or anger on Huang Zhong's face. He frowned, bowed his hand, and said, "I dare not take the title of general as a general, I am just an unknown young man."

Qin Yu smiled and shook his head, saying, "Why should the general be humble? Don't you hear that the golden scales are objects in the pond? I guess this one is Huang Xu, the son-in-law?"

Huang Zhong was about to respond, but he suddenly stopped in place, looking at Qin Yu who was still smiling, and was filled with surprise for a moment: "How did you know my son's name?"

Qin Yu smiled and said, "I have heard of the name of General. Since I know the general, what's the difficulty of knowing the young master?"

Huang Zhong stared at Qin Yu who was smiling in front of him.

He was really unable to figure out Qin Yu's origin for a moment.

Although he stayed in Wancheng for a while, he was low-key on weekdays. Even the old friends around him knew very little about his strength.

Besides, he is just an ordinary soldier. Who would really care about him and deliberately investigate his situation?

However, in this small village that looked ordinary, which was no longer ordinary, the young village chief called out Huang Xu's name.

He also claimed to be a general and said something he had heard of.

"Can this kid actually know the past when I practice martial arts?"

"But how old is he? He is not even a double 10. How did he know about the past?"

"Is it possible that he is not as old as he seems on the surface? Is there really a god in this world who has the art of rejuvenating his old age?"

Huang Zhong was shocked.

Wang Ergou, Tiezhu, Lao Zhang and other villagers looked at each other quietly. They were sure that their eyes were full of surprises.

"Yes, yes!"

"This hero must have been summoned by Fu Zhao from the village chief!"

"If it weren't for Fu Zhao of the village chief, how could the village chief know so much about this hero?"

"How could this hero happen to appear in front of us at the most dangerous moment like a heavenly soldier?"
Chapter completed!