Taking advantage of the unconscious Ye Zhifan who couldn't resist, Ye Wenyuan beat him severely with a shoehorn, just to vent the influence his parents had on him over the years.

After the beating, I felt refreshed and the spiritual stage was clear.

My arms and legs don't seem to hurt that much anymore.

"By the way, uncle, I have traveled to so many places for so many years, but I haven't seen many people talking about high-grade spiritual stones. Only..."

Ye Wenyuan pointed to the sky and stared at the young man with a gloomy expression.

“They have high-grade spiritual stones, and even their direct disciples can only get up to three in a month.

You kid actually deceived me and said that my nephew owes you five hundred high-grade spiritual stones. Are you deceiving my nephew as innocent and kind-hearted and has never seen the world? "

Jia Xingming twitched, you two have never seen the world.

He shook out a contract with his left hand and turned out a blue crystal stone with his right hand.

Ye Wenyuan immediately shouted like crazy:

"A top-grade spiritual stone! It turns out to be a top-grade spiritual stone! Oh my God, in my lifetime I can actually... Well, my dear nephew, can I borrow my uncle's help to take a closer look?"

"Please."

The middle-aged man wiped his hands on his body again and again, and held the crystal in his palm with great care. His fervent eyes were about to melt the crystal.

"The blue color is as rich as the sea, and the spiritual energy inside has almost condensed into substance. This is a high-grade spiritual stone, and it is the best high-grade spiritual stone!

Taking a deep breath, the pure spiritual energy smell is so fascinating. Just taking one breath, I feel like my pores are dilating!

Ah, top-grade spiritual stone, you are so charming..."

Jia Xingming turned to one side, "啕——"

Does it have to be so disgusting?

This spiritual stone was just the leftover chestnuts from the last time she bought them. Just like the old steel drill, she threw it casually in a pocket.

"Uncle, don't you read this contract?"

Ye Wenyuan's eyes were stuck to the spirit stone with strong glue, and he couldn't bear to move them away for thousands of years.

He said perfunctorily:

"My dear nephew, you are a man of great things, how could you deceive my nephew who has strong limbs and a simple mind?

Uncle is not an ignorant person. I believe you, this must be Zhifan's fault!

Humph, you damn boy is so prodigal and owes so much money, it’s a shame that I met you Xingming..."

Jia Xingming hesitated and said, "Are you sure you don't want to take a look?"

This is a contract to sell oneself!

You have to work like a cow or a horse to pay off your debts!

Unexpectedly, after hearing his explanation, Ye Wenyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he squeezed in front of him and asked:

"Nephew Xingming, are you still short of cattle and horses? Just give me this."

Jia Xingming made a gesture, "...9!"

Because it turned six times!

*

When Ye Zhifan woke up, he felt like everything was turned upside down.

The uncle was extremely attentive to Brother Jia, but his nephew was ignored and ignored.

Speaking of which, you two, do you still remember me as an injured patient?

"Brother Jia——"

Ye Zhifan opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed. As soon as he shouted, his uncle rushed in front of him with a serious face, blocking the figure of his good brother Jia behind.

"I don't care who you are to me, no matter how good our relationship is, Xingming is not someone you can touch, do you understand Zhifan?"

Ye Zhifan: "???"

Do you still remember my name is Zhifan?

"Hahahahaha..."

Jia Xingming laughed so hard on the low couch that he almost overturned the tea cake to the ground.

Ye Zhifan watched his uncle rush over like an old scalper, rearranging the dishes and wiping the table quickly, his old face smiling like a chrysanthemum.

"Nephew Xingming, be careful not to get burned by the tea."

I don’t know, but I thought Brother Jia was his precious son who had only been passed down from generation to generation!

Ye Zhifan: I am quite redundant!

*

The three of them stayed in a remote tavern somewhere. Although not many people came around, it was normal for strangers to appear here.

Jia Xingming took some spiritual stones and borrowed a house in the backyard to live temporarily.

During the meal, the owner of the tavern sent us food, braised meat and wine. It was very simple but very filling.

At the dinner table, Ye Zhifan had been very quiet, silently watching the two unrelated father-in-law talking about everything, guessing wine and fistfights, and he was very depressed.

Jia Xingming's appearance surprised him. Didn't he go looking for clues to cure the disease?

Thinking of this, Ye Zhifan directly put down the bowl and chopsticks, reached out and held Jia Xingming's wrist, so fast that the two chattering people didn't react.

Jia Xingming: "What's wrong?"

Ye Wenyuan: "Nephew, what are you doing?"

Ye Zhifan checked the boy's pulse and asked solemnly:

"Brother Jia, has your illness been cured?"

Oops, forgot about this!

Jia Xingming instantly switched to a melancholy look. He seemed to be slow but actually pulled back his wrist forcefully, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

"Alas, to be honest, it's all in vain again. People have to accept their fate."

Ye Wenyuan: "What, my dear nephew, are you sick?"

Ye Zhifan slammed the table and said indignantly:

"Brother Jia, I won't allow you to accept your fate! If the sky is unfair, we will go against it! If the earth is unfair, we will shovel the land!

As big as the world is, there is always a way to save you! "

Uncle/Jia Xingming: That little thing made me tremble!

Jia Xingming patted his heart gently and said earnestly:

"Brother Ye, don't be too sad. A person's life is nothing but spent in the alternating cycle of hope and disappointment. I have got used to it..."

"No!"

"?"

“Brother Jia, don’t worry, I will find a way, even if it means traveling across thousands of mountains and rivers.

You must never give up on treatment! "

Jia Xingming: You kid scolded me, right?

The young man burst into tears and shouted excitedly: "Brother Ye!"

Ye Zhifan: "Brother Jia!"

"Brother Ye!"

"Brother Jia!"

Ye Wenyuan inserted his rice bowl between the two brothers and asked boldly:

"Are you two still eating the braised pork? If not, I've finished it?"

Ye/Jia: “Get out!”

The atmosphere at the dinner table was so harmonious and harmonious!

*

Ye Zhifan burned his essence and blood and was a little weak. He usually lived in seclusion in the backyard of the tavern.

Ye Wenyuan took up the important role in the Lord and took up the job of taking care of others.

Jia Xingming stayed outside. He went out early in the morning with his sword on his back and came back with his things in the evening.

The things I brought back were all kinds of strange things, such as swords, guns, swords and halberds and other magical weapons, clothes full of smell, and various storage bags.

Ye Zhifan asked curiously:

"Brother Jia, what on earth did you do?"

Jia Xingming’s serious answer:

"Hunting, I am the breadwinner of our family, what will I do if I don't make money from hunting?"

Ye Wenyuan, who was washing clothes, jumped out and knocked Ye Zhifan on the head.

"Ask, you know, you are acting like an uncle day by day, doing nothing but eating for free. When you see us coming back from work, why don't you pour some water!

A prodigal son who owes five hundred high-grade spiritual stones still has the nerve to hang around here? Do you really think that the uncle is the one who owes money? "

"I……"

Ye Zhifan's face turned red and he couldn't breathe up or down.

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