Wang Qiang's heart was bleeding. He should have drank the boy's urine for a month, but he drank it for two more months. Wang Qiang thought about these days and lamented that he didn't know how he got here. The first thing every morning
He sneaked into a nearby elementary school and collected children's urine in the men's toilet of the elementary school. After collecting it, he held his nose and drank it in one sip. This was simply not a human life!
It's a pity that Wang Qiang gave birth to a daughter, otherwise it wouldn't be such a tragedy.
However, the smell of child urine was really unpleasant. Wang Qiang wanted to cry, but he couldn't help but say: Mr. Lu, why didn't you tell me earlier!
"Aren't you still drinking, are you?" Lu Xuan asked quite amusedly as he watched them all follow their dead father.
Wang Qiang took a deep breath, nodded, and said: "Yes, we are still drinking..."
Song Qingyu, who was standing next to Lu Xuan, seemed to understand what was going on. Wang Qiang and the others seemed to be poisoned. They all needed to drink children's urine to detoxify their bodies, but Lu Xuan didn't tell him to drink it.
How long, so they have been drinking like this.
Thinking of this, Song Qingyu covered her little mouth and started laughing. It was so funny that Song Qingyu couldn't care less about her appearance as a noble goddess, and her smile made her branches tremble.
Lu Xuan is really bad. Wang Qiang and the others must have been a group of evildoers in the past. Otherwise, how could Lu Xuan teach them such a lesson?
This is also true!
"That's it, you don't have to drink anymore," Lu Xuan said, almost laughing in his heart, but he was too embarrassed to laugh out loud.
When Wang Qiang helped the Fumen people, he really angered Lu Xuan, so Lu Xuan gave him a profound lesson. However, Wang Qiang has changed his ways now, so he told this matter.
It has to be said that if Lu Xuan didn't tell Wang Qiang and them the prescription for drinking boy's urine, they would have been dead.
Wang Qiang felt aggrieved, as if he was a little daughter-in-law. He nodded and said, "We understand, Mr. Lu, let's go!"
"Well, go ahead!" Lu Xuan waved his hand.
Mr. Lu, I hate you! After Wang Qiang shouted in his heart, he led his subordinates and strode away tragically. However, they also knew in their hearts that if it weren’t for Mr. Lu, they wouldn’t be alive today, let alone drink.
A three-month-old boy peed. Compared to his fate, what does this mean?
After Wang Qiang and the others left, Song Qingyu laughed softly and said, "Lu Xuan, that's so bad! You actually tortured people like this."
"Is there any?" Lu Xuan touched his nose and said: "But I saved their lives by drinking two more months of child urine. Didn't you know that child urine is absolutely good for health?
Look how good they look now."
Children's urine is good for health? When Song Qingyu heard this, her smile stopped suddenly, her pretty face turned red all of a sudden, and she said in a trembling voice: "Lu Xuan, how can you say these things in front of a girl's house?
Shameful!"
"Uh!" Lu Xuan looked at Miss Song's shy look and laughed dryly: "Well, I won't say anything anymore. Let's continue to find the people from the Secret Service."
Song Qingyu nodded and continued to wander around with Lu Xuan, hoping to find the people from the Special Intelligence Bureau as soon as possible.
"Excellent hands interpret fortunes, and all requests will be answered!" In a corner of the Yuelao Temple, a blind fortune teller was shaking the bamboo stick in his hand and shouting loudly.
The blind fortune teller was about 50 years old. He had a small desk in front of him. He was wearing a Taoist robe and had a blue bandage on his eyes. The most eye-catching thing was the mustache under his chin.
At this moment, a young girl with a graceful figure passed by him with a burst of fragrance. He only heard the blind fortune teller say: "This female donor, please wait a moment."
The young girl stopped and glanced at him doubtfully. The blind fortune teller said again: "Female donor, your fortune has proved to be lucky. Do you want to draw a lottery?"
At this time, the young girl was stunned, looking at his bandaged eyes, her little face immediately turned pale with anger, and she cursed: "Damn, even a blind man can see Yintanghong, your sister! Go ahead and lie to me,
Do you think I’m stupid?”
The young girl scolded the blind fortune teller, calling him stupid. Even though the young girl walked away, it took him a long time to come back to his senses and complained: "Who is this? Who rules blind people?"
You can’t feel Yintang Hong, you are really lacking in quality!”
Soon, another pretty young woman passed by him, and he said loudly: "Female donor, please wait a moment!"
The young woman was startled and asked, "Is something wrong?"
"Female donor, you have a bright future, and you will meet your true destiny in the next few days," the blind fortune teller said with an enigmatic smile.
"Yintang is red?" the young woman said in astonishment: "It seems that fortune tellers always say that Yintang is black, right?"
When the blind fortune teller heard this, he felt as if he had met an expert. He blushed and said, "A black sign in the fortune teller means disaster, but a red sign in the sign indicates a happy event. It's different."
"But can you see it?" The young woman glanced at him suspiciously. He was clearly dressed as a blind fortune teller, how could he see it?
It can only be said that this young woman is too naive. If the blind fortune teller still encounters a shrewd woman like the young girl just now, he will definitely be scolded and ridiculed again.
"Ahem..." The blind fortune teller coughed a few times and said, "I am a fortune teller known as the Little God. Even if you are blind, I can feel your face."
"Really?" the young woman asked.
The blind fortune teller chuckled: "It can't be true!"
"Then show me," the young woman had recently divorced. Her empty heart urgently needed someone to comfort her, so she believed the blind fortune teller's lies.
When the young woman sat opposite the blind fortune teller, the blind fortune teller quickly said: "Female donor, please stretch out your hand, and I will feel your bones first!"
The young woman subconsciously stretched out her hand, and the blind fortune teller grabbed her wrist with great precision, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his other hand, touching the delicate and smooth skin.
Seeing the blind fortune teller, his saliva is almost drooling...
Is this touching bones? The young woman watched the blind fortune teller's hands keep touching the back of her hands, and finally realized that something was wrong. However, when she saw the clean and young hands of the blind fortune teller, she was so excited
Suddenly, the anger in my heart surged up!
The young woman suddenly withdrew her hand, and then smashed the bamboo stick tube towards the blind fortune teller.
"Ouch!" The pen holder hit the blind fortune teller on the head, causing him to scream in pain, and the bamboo sticks were scattered on the floor. The young woman stood up again and said angrily: "You big liar!
"
After saying this, the young woman immediately threw up her sleeves and left!