Seriously, cultivate a fairy

Chapter 492

"The right to save face, the signboard of 'Renhetang' is not something anyone can desecrate."

Old man Lin is also showing his attitude to outsiders and his own people in "Renhetang". This "Renhetang" is not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by others.

Uncle Lin no longer let the two young apprentices go, but called a more reliable, experienced guy with sharp eyes, and led the unwilling Dr. Murong to the pharmacy to grab and decoct medicine.

The butler bowed slightly to old man Lin, and then prepared to enter the rest room.

"Boss, I will also go into the inner room with you, so let's visit nephew Luo Xian." Old Uncle Lin stepped forward and said.

"No"

Pang Feifei was unwilling.

The butler gave him a direct look, and the latter stopped immediately, and then nodded his head to the other party, which was regarded as his approval.

And the two elementary school apprentices let old man Lin stay outside to wait, and only brought Yi Xing in together.

The butler took a look at Yi Xing, and didn't mean to forbid it. When everyone entered the door, he waved his big hand and made a gesture to close the door.

"The ward where the patient is staying, it's better to keep the air circulation, so that the patient's condition will be better." Yi Xing interrupted the butler.

The butler stopped and looked back at Yi Xing. In his eyes, Yi Xing had been following Uncle Lin's side all along, and most of them were also Uncle Lin's apprentices. The reason why he wanted to close the door was because he didn't want to be disturbed by the noise outside. Go to the eldest son to rest.

Moreover, just now the eldest son said that he was a little chilly, so he asked people to burn some charcoal in the back room for heating, and he didn't want the cold wind from outside to blow in.

However, what did this person say, keeping the air flowing would make the patient's condition better?What is this, he has never heard of it.

"Don't believe it, just close the door. Each of us, every breath of gas exhaled from the nostrils, will slowly accumulate in the room once it cannot get out. Plus, you are still burning charcoal in the back room. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, charcoal Once the concentration rises, exceeding the limit will cause people to be poisoned.”.
When everyone heard about being poisoned, they immediately cast their eyes on Yi Xing, but almost all of them were skeptical.

Yi Xingxin said that as expected, his own words were not convincing to others, and might cause some people's resentment. No, someone jumped out to criticize.

"It's nonsense. You're talking about burning charcoal behind closed doors and breathing out gas poisoning. It's alarmist. I really don't know what your intentions are."

Pang Feifei was jealous when he got the chance, he had never heard of such a bizarre thing, and just now outside, he was ridiculed by the other party again, which made the goddess a little reluctant to let him approach .

It was as if he really believed this kid's nonsense and thought he had eaten something.

He was really wronged in his heart. In order to maintain his good image in front of the goddess, he did not know how much effort he had put in. Even in the morning, he had his favorite garlic and white meat, but he refused to eat it because he was afraid of talking to the goddess. A mouthful of garlic.

However, this kid repeatedly slandered himself for having bad breath, how could he bear it.

At this moment, when they heard that there was a chance to fight back, of course they had to stand up and win the round.

"Everything I said is true. Closing the door at this time will do all harm to everyone present."

Yi Xing is telling the truth, but he doesn't know how to explain carbon dioxide to other people. After all, chemistry is not his strong point, otherwise he wouldn't be a web writer, and he would directly become Breaking Bad.

"Fart, we've all stayed in the back room for quite a while, you mean we're all poisoned now? It's a joke, it's really good enough to pretend."

Pang Feifei spoke righteously, hoping to win the favor of the goddess, but unfortunately, Yang Moyi's eyes were not on him, but on Yi Xing.

She felt that this ten-year-old boy gave her a feeling that it was not that simple. In many ways, he behaved like a calm adult.

Moreover, he can always hear some novel words and bizarre things, whether it was the shocking statement that Murong Qing suffered from a serious disease before, or the current statement that closing the door and burning charcoal will poison people, she has never heard of these.

Of course, she didn't believe it would be true, because it was a bit of a fantasy.

It's just that why the other party's eyes and demeanor are so confident, it's not intentional, but natural.And for some reason, there seems to be a strong contagious power in him, the gentleness that makes others feel comfortable and at ease, and they will unconsciously trust him more.

Therefore, Yang Moi will pay more attention to Yi Xing.

However, her attention was invisible, which strengthened Pang Feifei's hatred for Yi Xing.

"Lack of culture kills people."

Yi Xing was not angry either. He smiled faintly and raised his hands suddenly, making a gesture of gathering the aura of heaven and earth. Then he crossed them on his chest and snorted, "You say I'm showing off? That's great. Do you dare to bet with me?" "

"Bet? What are you betting on? You don't even look at your body. It doesn't add up to a single golden egg. If you want to bet with me, you must have money to gamble."

Pang Feifei finally found the flaw of the other party, that is poverty, he was really ecstatic, he had been ridiculed by the other party repeatedly, and now it was his turn to fight back, with a cold smile on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart.

But then, he was reprimanded by Yi Xing with a single sentence.

"Gambling is so vulgar. Only a ridiculous person like you can say such tasteless things."

This Pang Feifei was furious at the other party's words, who is he?He is a son of the Pang family, and he is also an elder brother of one of the "five uniques" in the frontier city. To be scolded by a poor boy for having no taste, isn't it a slap in the face.

Holding back his anger, he snorted coldly: "Then tell me, what are you going to bet on!"

Yi Xing turned his back, leaving behind a lonely figure for everyone.

"Of course it is, the long-lost Ru! Come! God! Palm!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard it. They had never heard of it before, but the name gave people a very domineering feeling.

Besides, this sounds like a kind of palm technique. Could it be that this ten-year-old boy actually wants to come up with an ancient palm technique called "Tathagata Palm"?Then the bet is a bit big!

For a moment, everyone couldn't help looking at the lonely figure, and began to re-examine this mysterious young boy in their hearts.

"Tathagata Palm. What is that? I've never heard of it."

Pang Feifan was trembling a little when he spoke. He had the same idea as others, feeling that the boy in front of him was going to bet on an ancient palm technique with him.You must know that those who can come up with cultivation techniques are definitely not ordinary people in Datang, and their status is definitely very noble.

Even their Pang family has only three ancient exercises up to now, and only those who have made great contributions to the family are eligible to observe and practice.

It can be seen that what an ancient exercise means to them!
(End of this chapter)