I have the fairy medicine book

Chapter 146 Late Night Visitors
Liang Chan agreed without hesitation, and patted his chest to promise that he would complete the task satisfactorily.

Liang Cheng was very tired now. He wanted to express his gratitude to Wang Yuchuan but couldn't muster the slightest energy.Wang Yuchuan didn't like people thanking him so much, so he made up any excuse and sent Liang Cheng and his son away.

Song Lao finished his cigarette, stretched his waist, and left the store.

Wang Yuchuan pouted his buttocks and cleaned up the mess.

Liang Cheng's sweat was all on the table, so Wang Yuchuan simply rolled up the mat and threw it on the ground.Mr. Song accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene and suddenly became anxious.

He dashed up, grabbed the mat, and shook it hastily.

"What are you doing?"

Elder Song stomped his feet anxiously, blowing his beard and staring.

Wang Yuchuan just felt baffled.

It's just a mat, what about it?

"I see that the mat is covered with sweat, and I'm thinking of changing it for you."

"My mat is made of Arhat bamboo. It takes 300 years for an Arhat to grow. Do you know how hard I worked to make this mat? Throw it away as soon as you say, and you are a vegan if you waste something."

"Is it such an exaggeration?" Wang Yuchuan cast a questioning look at Han Xiu, and Han Xiu nodded.

Wang Yuchuan gasped, "It's bad, I caused a catastrophe."

After all, it was his own fault, Wang Yuchuan unconsciously lost a head when facing Song Lao.

"You have to pay me for this mat." Elder Song said with a serious face.

"All right, all right, how can you pay for it? Say it first, I can't fix Arhat Bamboo."

"I know." A sly smile appeared on Elder Song's face, and Wang Yuchuan suddenly felt an urge to repent. He had a strong premonition that Elder Song was going to trick him.

"The lion is not allowed to open its mouth." Wang Yuchuan hastily warned.

"Am I such a person?"

Song Lao laughed so honestly that Wang Yuchuan became more vigilant, and he opened his mouth and turned back: "You are a profiteer in your bones. When you can open your mouth like a lion, when have you ever been polite?"

"In this way, if you help my nephews and nieces cut the marrow of the Book of Changes, we can write off this account." Elder Song put his arms around his shoulders and said in a low voice.

Wang Yuchuan accurately grasped the measure word in his words.

"several"?
How many does "several" mean?

Wang Yuchuan had to ask clearly: "Don't fool me just because I'm young. Please tell me clearly how much it is. Don't bring me a reinforced platoon when the time comes."

"It's not that exaggerated, it's only about fifty." Song Lao smiled embarrassedly: "The family is big and the business is big, and there are many children and nephews, and they all point to me to cut the marrow for the Book of Changes, how can I have so much time? "

"But I don't know how to cut the marrow from the Book of Changes?" Wang Yuchuan looked innocent.

"What you did just now is the I Ching cutting marrow."

"That's it." Wang Yuchuan thought about it in his heart. At most, cutting the marrow of the I Ching for about sixty people can buy him a long-term peace. Although he suffered a loss no matter how he calculated it, he still had it. better.

So he wholeheartedly agreed.

He opened his mouth, and in less than two hours, Mr. Song sent more than 50 children to him.

It's fine if these kids are cute and well-behaved, and they're all dressed up in strange clothes, or rebellious and mischievous.There are also a few who are called aloof, wishing to write the words "Do Not Disturb" on their faces.

Fortunately, there was a scene in Song Laozhen, otherwise he was really afraid that if he turned around, these kids would turn Xu Ji upside down.

When Wang Yuchuan finished cutting the I Ching for the last child and the lights were on, he perfectly missed the date with Song Xiaoshi, and Song Xiaoshi's phone calls almost exploded for him.

They made an appointment to meet at the beauty shop at three o'clock in the afternoon, but Wang Yuchuan let her go. Song Xiaoshi acted like a little girl and blocked Wang Yuchuan's phone.

Wang Yuchuan was so exhausted that he held his eyelids and called back, wanting to apologize to Song Xiaoshi on the phone.

—Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off...

At this time, Wang Yuchuan hadn't thought about it yet. Since he was reminded to turn off his mobile phone, Wang Yuchuan didn't try again.

He was too sleepy, sleepiness welled up in his heart, and he had to put all the big things aside.

At this time, it is best to sleep.

At this moment, he still didn't realize how much impact his actions would have on the Demonic Dao, that is, these children would either grow up to be Demon Kings or Demon Emperors in the future.

Wang Yuchuan couldn't foresee these things, he slept soundly, and even had a erotic dream.

However, Elder Song had foreseen all of this.

In the dark night, an old man in a black robe and holding a walking stick crossed the road and stopped in front of Xu Ji's gate.

Mr. Song was carrying a horse tie, looked up and squinted 45 degrees, as if a door god was guarding Xu Ji's door.

The old man took off his hood, slowly raised his head, and revealed the face with half festered and half intact in front of Elder Song.

"That boy in the room, I, Zhang Qiankun, have to make up my mind. If you are sensible, you should stay away from me. Otherwise, don't blame me, Zhang Qiankun, for turning my face and not being sympathetic."

"What kind of affection do I have with you?" Elder Song sighed sadly: "The boy in the room, I cover it, if you dare to touch a hair on him, I will kill you on Xiaoyao Peak and break your guard. Let’s join forces with the bastards from Banished Immortal Valley to take your Xiaoyao Pavilion together, don’t think I’m afraid.”

"It's you after all, Iron Mountain King." Zhang Qiankun smiled. He didn't expect Elder Song to give in right away.

Back then, King Tieshan single-handedly killed everyone in and out of Longbao headquarters. Such a powerful combat power should not be underestimated.

Zhang Qiankun's voice softened, and he said in a negotiating tone: "To be honest, I'm currently making a kind of elixir that can ascend in the sky after eating. I'm short of a cauldron. That kid is just right. Let's discuss it." , after I refine this pill, I will share one with you, as a friend."

"I don't need a friend like you." Elder Song stomped his feet lightly, billowing black mist rose up, covering the whole Xu Ji firmly, the sound of angry thunder sounded from time to time in the black mist, and Elder Song stood standing in the black mist In front of him, the flaps of his clothes fluttered all over his body.

At this time, Elder Song's eyes already had a bit of murderous intent.

"If you really fight, your leisure time will come to an end." Zhang Qiankun continued in a threatening tone: "Longbao just withdrew his troops, you don't want them to come to you again, do you?"

"So what?" Elder Song said with a sneer, "That kid in the room is going to be my grandson-in-law in the future, and a cauldron for you? Do you think I'm a dead man?"

"are you serious?"

"of course."

Zhang Qiankun suddenly smiled: "Your granddaughter is famous for murder, and your temper is [-]% like yours. That kid married your granddaughter, so why don't you let your granddaughter die?"

"That's my family business, too, so you don't have to ask."

Zhang Qiankun was silent for a moment, with a pensive expression on his face.

"That's fine, I'll let you have that kid. When your granddaughter gets married, don't forget to send me an invitation card." Zhang Qiankun laughed loudly, and a burst of mist rose, and his figure disappeared.

The people in Xiaoyao Pavilion always do things in a straightforward manner, and whenever they think of something, it comes as a surprise, so no matter what decision he makes, Mr. Song won't be surprised.

(End of this chapter)