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Chapter 142 Old Man Weng

According to the mobile phone map, the pharmacy opened by Old Man Weng seemed to be behind the Zero Mourning Hall. The three of them had no choice but to go around. However, when the three of them arrived at the back door of Zero Mourning Hall, they were all stunned outside the store.

I saw a dilapidated pharmacy sitting alone on the side of the road, with a pendant flag standing outside with a bamboo pole, and a word "medicine" written on it crookedly.

And the plaque on the gate of the pharmacy is "Zero Ling Medicine Hall"...

"Damn, what's going on?" Yan Ning rolled his eyes and strode into the medicine hall.

Cao Lu followed Yan Ning and talked: "Can Wang Tianci still work as a part-time Chinese medicine doctor? However, does anyone dare to take the medicine he prescribes?"

"What are you talking about, stinky brat!"

A full of breath sound came from behind the medicine stand, and an old white-bearded man walked out with a palm fan.

Yan Ning looked at the old man and saw that although the old man was old, his face was rosy and his eyes were full of energy and should have a strong body.

This old man is probably the old Chinese doctor Weng.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense. Old man, I'm the credible pharmacy. Don't brag or not!" the old man laughed.

Yan Ning was stunned. Unexpectedly, this old man was so fashionable and could even speak the Internet. He immediately felt more fond of him. He bowed slightly and said, "Old Weng, I am..."

"I know, Yan Ning, the successor of the Wumen Ghost Doctor in Maoshan!"

Mr. Weng interrupted Yan Ning.

Yan Ning was shocked: "How did you know?"

"That boy Li Muyi told me that he told me that you will come today. Oh, you young people are just making trouble!" Old Weng sighed.

Yan Ning nodded slightly. It seemed that Li Muyi and Old Man Weng had a deep relationship, otherwise he would not have told Old Man Weng all about these things.

At the same time, he was also secretly surprised by Li Muyi's ability. Even when he came to find Mr. Weng, he could clearly figure out that the disciples who went to the palace were indeed well-known!

"I dare to ask Mr. Weng, what's the matter with my junior brother asking me to come to you?" Yan Ning asked respectfully.

In fact, Yan Ning had a long time ago. When Li Liguo was caught in the soul, Yan Ning asked Li Feifei to find the best traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the city to make pills. At that time, Li Feifei said that she had found an old man named Weng, and the old man knew that Yan Ning was practicing the soul recovery pill.

Being able to know the Soul Recovery Pill is enough to prove that Mr. Weng is not an ordinary person. Yan Ning respects him naturally.

Mr. Weng said indifferently: "Don't mess with me with those ancient accents. Although I am old, I am not an old antique. I like to keep up with the times the most... That thing, you guys sit first, and there is a beautiful woman behind me who asks me for infertility. I'll go and have a look first!"

After saying that, regardless of Yan Ning and the other two's strange eyes, Old Man Weng chuckled and walked into the back hall.

"Boss, why are you looking for a bunch of weirdos?" Cao Lu couldn't help but complain.

Yan Ning coughed twice: "Maybe the experts have some quirks, otherwise how can they highlight their differences from ordinary people?"

"Boss is right!" Cao Lu and Lu Tai nodded seriously.

Fortunately, although the pharmacy was broken, there were still three chairs. Lu Tai and Cao Lu sat beside him and played with their phones boredly, while Yan Ning was a little curious about wandering around the pharmacy.

When he followed Fang Shitian, he heard a lot of fairy herbs and elixirs, but he never saw the true appearance. However, here, Yan Ning found many medicine boxes of precious medicinal materials. However, he opened them excitedly and saw nothing inside.

Yan Ning was a little disappointed and was about to give up, but he didn't expect to see a long knife hanging on the wall at once.

To be precise, this is a seedling knife, with a total length of five feet, a blade body of three feet and eight inches long, a knife handle of one foot and two inches wide. It has a dragon pattern on it, which is slender and sharp, and the good deeds are filled with cold light.

The Miao sword was a weapon that originated in the Western Han Dynasty. The current Japanese sword evolved from the Miao sword.

What surprised Yan Ning the most was that there was a strong resentment on this knife. This resentment came from the dead souls under the knife. If it was not killed a hundred people, it would be impossible to accumulate such heavy resentment.

Yan Ning stretched out his hand curiously, trying to touch the Miao knife, but a cold voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Don't touch it!"

Yan Ning was startled and looked back and found that the person standing outside the door was Wang Tianci.

Wang Tianci's face was still pale, but at this moment he looked a little nervous, and his eyes were staring at Miao Dao hanging on the wall.

"I'm scared!" Yan Ning withdrew his hand depressedly, "Isn't it just a broken knife? If you don't touch it, you won't touch it. Who cares about it!"

Yan Ning said this, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the Miao Knife. This Miao Knife gave Yan Ning an extremely strong possessive desire, and Yan Ning mistakenly understood this desire as love.

Wang Tianci walked forward, forced himself to squeeze between Yan Ning and Miao swords with his body, and said coldly: "No one can touch this knife. If you have improper mind, you will die if you touch it."

This sentence really shocked Yan Ning, but Yan Ning thought about it and said, "I'm not a person with bad intentions!"

"Maybe not now, but it's hard to say after you touch it." Wang Tianci said.

Wang Tianci was so tough that Yan Ning couldn't say anything else, so he didn't go to see Miao Dao, instead sat on the chair and asked, "Why are you here?"

"The door says Zero Spirit Medicine Hall, this is my store, why can't I be here?" Wang Tianci said lightly.

"You kid don't run a funeral shop?" Yan Ning said with his eyes wide open.

Yan Ning had asked Wang Tianci to buy medicine several times before, but Wang Tianci asked Yan Ning for a lot of logistics money on the grounds that "the transfer requires capital". But who would have thought that this guy needed to transfer the goods? Behind him was the medicine hall he owned.

There is no doubt that Yan Ning was cheated by Wang Tianci again.

"I am one of the shareholders of this pharmacy, and the boss is still the one in it," Wang Tianci sighed and shouted to it, "I'm old, I'm out to do business!"

After a while, Old Man Weng walked out in a hurry, and there was a beautiful woman dressed in a charming manner behind him. The woman glanced at Yan Ning and others, and walked out without even calling him.

Old Man Weng wiped his saliva, tried to show an expression that would not make him look so vulgar, and said to Wang Tianci: "What are you yelling? I know Yan Ning and the others are coming!"

"Don't look for a lady in broad daylight in the future. The impact is not good. Moreover, how many years can you ruin your body?" Wang Tianci said helplessly.

"Don't worry, old man, my sword is not old!" Old Weng laughed.

Yan Ning and the other two were sweating in their foreheads. Their impression of Mr. Weng was still unfathomable, but they didn't expect that this old man was so... evil.
Chapter completed!
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