Skilled in managing a house

The seven Quanzhen Taoist priests stood in the room according to the direction of the Big Dipper, and then began to move around.

Zou Yi and her husband waited anxiously. After a while, a nanny ran up and walked to Zou Yi's side. "Meng Xinger is here again with that man."

"You're quite proactive. Let's go down and have a look." Zou Yi said and walked downstairs.

When they came to the big living room, they saw Zhang Yu and Meng Xing'er sitting on the sofa waiting. Zou Yi said directly: "You came back very quickly."

Judging from her expression, it was obviously different from when she sent Zhang Yu out before. Zhang Yu expected that another master should be here now.

Zhang Yu said deliberately: "Auntie invited an expert to come here. I came here specially to observe and learn."

Zou Yi was stunned and said, "You are quite well informed."

"It's not a psychic, it's just a guess." Zhang Yu smiled slightly, "Can you let me go up and have a look?"

"No problem, let me show you how powerful Yangchun Guan Gaodao is. At such a young age, don't always speak loudly!" Zou Yi turned around and went upstairs.

Zhang Yu glanced at Meng Xing'er, then strolled upstairs, and Meng Xing'er followed suit.

The three of them arrived on the third floor. Zhang Yu had already scratched his eyes with his bitten finger. He wanted to take a closer look.

Seeing a group of monks and a middle-aged man standing at the door, Zhang Yu could figure out who the middle-aged man was without having to guess. Meng Xing'er said hello, Zhang Yu also said something to the middle-aged man, and they looked into the room together.

Zhang Yu could tell at a glance that the Taoist priests in Yangchun Temple were stepping on Gangsteps and performing the Seven Ultimate Formations of Zhenwu. After a while, the formation was completed. Lu Daoren came to the bedside with the brocade box, took out the golden elixir and stuffed it into Hang Jiaqi's mouth.

As soon as Jin Dancai entered, Zhang Yu followed and saw the black doom on top of Hang Jiaqi's head turned into a black claw and attacked Lu Daoren directly.

Master Lu obviously didn't see it, and he was immediately hit in the chest by the black mist-like claws, and his body was thrown backwards.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu's face suddenly changed color. Such a strange misfortune was simply unimaginable.

"Bang!" Lu Zhenren's back hit the wall hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Master." "Master." "Master.".

When the six young Taoist priests saw Master Lu like this, they were all shocked and shouted nervously.

Hang Jiangong and Zou Yi outside were also shocked and rushed in. Their target was not Zhenren Lu, but their son lying on the bed.

Looking at Hang Jiaqi on the bed, blood is dripping from the corner of his mouth and his face is darker.

"Iezaki! Iezaki!" "What's going on?" the couple shouted nervously.

Master Ji Xian, Zhang Yu, Meng Xing'er and other monks also rushed in. Seeing Hang Jiaqi on the bed, Master Ji Xian immediately shouted: "Amitabha. Sin, sin, the people of Yangchun Guan have made a big mistake. , even a poor monk can’t save himself now.”

Having said this, he clasped his palms together and said, "Namo Amitabha!"

"Namo Amitabha!" "Namo Amitabha!" "Namo Amitabha!" When the other monks saw him like this, they all began to chant the name of the Buddha.

After saying this, the monks all looked at the Taoist priest, feeling gloating about his misfortune.

Lu Zhenren, who was seriously injured, now felt ashamed and said with difficulty: "I'm afraid now I have to ask my abbot senior brother Lu Zhenren to personally take action."

Zhang Yu has now grasped Hangjiaqi's pulse. He then discovered that Hangjiaqi's pulse was extremely weak, much weaker than before.

He shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's too late to invite someone from Zhenhai. He can only live for three hours at most."

"Ah?" Zou Yi was already frightened, and even more dumbfounded when she heard this. Fortunately, she saw Zhang Yu and quickly said in a pleading tone: "Please, save my son."

"I came back this time just to save him. I just don't know, are you ready for what I want?" Zhang Yu finally asked.

"I" Zou Yi burst into tears after hearing this. She hugged her husband's shoulders and shook them constantly, "You said there was no need to prepare! Give me back my son! Give me back my son!"

Hang Jiangong was heartbroken when he saw his son like this. He was a little dizzy when his wife shook him like this. Fortunately, he was calmer than his wife and shouted hurriedly: "There are still three hours left! Ask someone to buy it now!"

"Yes, yes, I'll buy it right now!" Zou Yi said and rushed out of the room.

Lu Zhenren had never seen Zhang Yu, so he looked at him and said, "Who are you?"

Zhang Yu didn't need to answer, but a Taoist priest nearby said: "He is a disciple of Jia Zhenren in Baimei Palace. He defeated Jack Liu at the Eastern and Western Astrology and Feng Shui Exchange Conference last time."

"So it's you." Master Lu smiled faintly and endured the pain in his chest and said: "In terms of Feng Shui, your Baimei Palace may be better than our Yangchun Temple. If you say that I can't cure diseases and save people in Yangchun Temple, let alone you. Even if you, Master Yuan, take action personally, I'm afraid it won't be able to cure it."

"That's not necessarily the case." Zhang Yu said, no longer paying attention to him, but looked at the tearful Hang Jiangong, and said gently: "Mr. Hang, your wife is going to prepare things. Shouldn't you also get me there as soon as possible?" Get what you need ready.”

"What?" Hang Jiangong was stunned.

"If you want me to save people, you have to form a good faith with me at Wudang Taoist Temple. I don't think you don't know about this." Zhang Yu said calmly.

"You" Hang Jiangong realized now and said angrily: "You are taking advantage of the situation!"

"You said that being a good believer is robbing the Infinite Heavenly Lord," Zhang Yu also deliberately said, and then said: "In that case, I will take my leave!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Wait!" Hang Jiangong shouted hurriedly.

Zhang Yu knew this would happen, so he turned around and looked at him without saying a word.

"As long as my son is cured, I will get the good faith you want!" Hang Jiangong gritted his teeth and said.

"Mr. Hang, let's sign the agreement now." Zhang Yu smiled.

"You haven't been cured yet!" Hang Jiangong shouted.

"When you come to them to treat your illness, should you first make good faith or treat your illness first?" Zhang Yu asked.

"The price they offered is not as high as yours!" Hang Jiangong said.

"Originally, I planned to save people first and then make friends with you, but you didn't even prepare anything, which makes me somewhat doubtful about your sincerity. Let's make friends with you first. If I can't cure it, I'll give it back to you. , if it’s cured, it’s mine, what do you think?” Zhang Yu said confidently.

"Time is limited, I'm afraid it's too late!" Hang Jiangong deliberately shied away.

"It's only three hours anyway. I heard that in the hospital, no surgery will be performed until the surgery fee is paid." Zhang Yu shrugged.

"Okay! I'm going to sign the agreement now!" Hang Jiangong was really convinced, shouted and quickly walked out of the room.

Seeing Hang Jiangong submit, Meng Xing'er turned to look at Zhang Yu and smiled slightly.

"Why are you laughing?" Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"I won't tell you." Meng Xing'er smiled again.

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The next few chapters were just written and updated at 12 o'clock. I'm only halfway through orgasm, and I'm getting angry.

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