I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 139
Wang Yuchuan was always suspicious on the way home.

He always felt that the old man who appeared in his dream was hiding in a dark corner and watching him furtively.

As time went by, this worry became more and more serious, and even reached the point where everything was in danger.

After thinking for a moment, he turned the car around and went to Xu Ji.

Because someone pays attention to him, Song Lao spends all his time in the circle of fairy friends. When Wang Yuchuan went, he was still holding a mobile phone and laughing silly.

Wang Yuchuan was also polite, and sat down on the deck chair, closing his eyes and panting heavily.

Elder Song looked him up and down, and asked casually, "What's wrong with you? Did you get chased by a dog on the road?"

"I had a strange dream on the road." Wang Yuchuan stopped for a while to conceive the language, and then he described the strange dream he had.

Song Lao listened, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Wang Yuchuan looked at him eagerly, expecting Mr. Song to give him an explanation.

"Give me your hand." Elder Song's face became serious, and Wang Yuchuan suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Are you okay?" He asked tremblingly while stretching out his hand.

Elder Song ignored him, sat up, closed his eyes, and felt his pulse. At the end, Elder Song sighed, his face a little heavy: "You have both blood and vitality, you are not a dream, you have been tricked."

Elder Song let out a long sigh.

"This……"

In the worst case, he would meet him after all. Wang Yuchuan frowned, and his chest became congested.

"Then what should I do now?" Wang Yuchuan's face was clouded with worry.

"I don't know either." Elder Song spread his arms, expressing that he couldn't help.

"Then I'll move in with you."

"Don't mind, don't mind. I don't care about this business." Elder Song rolled his eyes: "I'm living a good life in retirement, and I've been disturbed by you all day long. I owe you something in my previous life?"

"I do not care."

Wang Yuchuan hugged Song Lao's arm, and kept smiling meanly: "Who is Song Lao, you are brave and invincible, who will I follow if I don't follow you? Let's put it this way, if you stand by me, even the king of heaven will come Don’t dare to make mistakes, this is a sense of security, Mr. Song, for the sake of our friendship, you can’t just leave him alone!”

"Why is the little mouth so sweet? Is it honeyed?" Elder Song said sarcastically.

"Tell me the truth, Mr. Song, you know me, I am an honest person." Wang Yuchuan said with a thick face.

"You're the only one who is honest?" Elder Song raised his voice, and at the end, he shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, you don't have a backer in the world of cultivating immortals, so you can live with me."

"Thank you Mr. Song." Wang Yuchuan was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Song Lao hurriedly warned: "Let's say it first, don't grab my arhat bed."

"That must be done." Wang Yuchuan promised, patted his chest.

At the same time, across Xu Ji Street, an old man in a black robe and holding a wooden stick stood expressionlessly on the roadside stone.

A large truck passed in front of him, and the old man slowly raised his head with a funny smile on his face.

"The long-lost demon King Qingshan actually hides in this small town on the [-]th line. It's interesting, interesting..."

As soon as the words fell, a cloud of purple mist swung away from behind him, and the old man disappeared.

see friends...

When he heard these three words from Song Lao's mouth, he thought he had heard it wrong, and confirmed it several times before he was convinced that it was true.

No wonder Mr. Song has been posting so frequently lately. Lovers have picked up a little Taoist couple in the circle of immortal friends.

how to say?For Mr. Song's behavior, Wang Yuchuan can only use the following words to describe: one is that the dead tree is in spring, the other is that the old tree is blooming, and the third is that it smells shameless.

Song Lao assigned him three tasks, task one, to borrow a luxury car; task two, to order a high-end restaurant; task three, to act as his wingman.

These three tasks are so arduous that Wang Yuchuan retreated from the very beginning.

What to do?Just bite the bullet and do it, who asked him to live under someone else's roof now?

Wang Yuchuan bit the bullet and called Song Xiaoshi to borrow a Maybach.Song Xiaoshi was worried that he would not be able to drive the car, so she simply lent it to him together with the driver.

The next step was to book a restaurant. Wang Yuchuan thought about it and called Mr. Zhang's secretary, Xiao Liu.

There are many four-star restaurants under Zhang's Group, and Xiao Liu can make the decisions by himself.

Hearing this, he called a four-star restaurant and reserved a box for Wang Yuchuan.

Xiao Liu said generously that the meal was paid for by the Zhang Group.

With the contacts he has accumulated, the first two tasks were easily completed.The last task gave him a headache.

wingman?How can one become a qualified wingman?Wang Yuchuan went online to Baidu, and the content published by Baidu was ambiguous and had no reference value at all.

Elder Song was very excited and was changing clothes early in the morning.

From tunics to suits to evening dresses, he has everything in his wardrobe.

It was only then that Wang Yuchuan discovered that Song Lao, who had always been quiet, turned out to be so coquettish.

Elder Song finally chose an English-style suit, decent and majestic, with a straight figure and a completely new look.

He looked at himself, his whole body was full of street goods, standing beside the now overbearing Mr. Song, Wang Yuchuan himself felt that being a wingman was really superfluous.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Wang Yuchuan said suddenly.

"Go, go." Song Lao is now obsessed with admiring his heroic appearance in the mirror, and his mind is not on Wang Yuchuan at all.

With drooping face, Wang Yuchuan walked into the toilet, closed the door, and hurriedly called Song Xiaoshi for help.

The so-called one job without labor, two masters, borrowed the car, and even borrowed the clothes with the cheek, Wang Yuchuan did not feel psychological pressure.

"You have to book that kind of clothes one or two months in advance. How can you say that they are available?" Song Xiaoshi switched her cell phone from her left hand to her right hand: "I said, brother, is your beauty shop still open? I'm warning you, you Don’t even think about taking your money and running away.”

"I'll open the shop as soon as I come back from seeing netizens with Mr. Song, okay?" Wang Yuchuan said in a low voice.

"Are you in the toilet? There is an echo when you speak."

"That's right." Wang Yuchuan expressed impatience: "Don't make a custom one, isn't there a ready-made one?"

"Yes, if you are in a hurry, you can ask a tailor to modify it on the basis of ready-made clothes." Song Xiaoshi thought for a while: "Okay, I'll call my dad's personal tailor. Do you prefer to wear American style or British style? I prefer Italian style, dressed in a flirtatious style.”

Wang Yuchuan didn't know anything about suits, and he was even more bewildered after hearing this.

"A little more calm, right? I don't understand, please, please." Wang Yuchuan said hastily.

"That's English style." Song Xiaoshi hung up the phone.

"Unexpectedly, you would also take the initiative to call me." Song Xiaoshi couldn't help muttering to herself.

(End of this chapter)