Zhang Fan took back the silver and pointed at the middle-aged woman.
Although the middle-aged woman is an outsider, she can still see that her husband's condition is much better than before. Not only has the toxins in his body come out, but her husband has been in a stiff state with cold hands and feet, and now he has become the same as a normal person.
Same status.
"Oh, okay, I'll take you there..." the middle-aged woman said quickly.
"No, I see there's no one else at home. You should take good care of your husband. He may defecate after a while."
Zhang Fan replied.
"Just listen to Mr. Zhang."
At this time, Wu Jun answered.
The middle-aged woman sent Zhang Fan and Wu Jun to the door. Wu Jun took Zhang Fan to the hotel. On the way to the hotel, Wu Jun bought some snacks and said he wanted to have a drink with Zhang Fan.
The two entered the room and chatted while drinking.
"Mr. Zhang, our village can be where we are today..." Wu Jun raised his wine glass and looked at Zhang Fan with gratitude.
Zhang Fan directly picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly with Wu Jun's wine glass. "You have said too much about thanking me. Stop saying it. Just two more glasses will be enough."
After saying that, Zhang Fan drank the wine in the cup. Wu Jun was stunned for a moment, and then he also drank the wine in the cup.
"No more... no more..." Wu Jun smiled and waved his hand.
"By the way, how is the bronze throne used?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"good, very good, excellent!"
Wu Jun swallowed the food in his mouth and praised with joy on his face.
"Sitting on the bronze throne and practicing, my cultivation speed has increased seven or eight times compared to before. The children in the tribe who are in their prime have improved even more, reaching up to fifteen times. Twenty years later, we
It is very likely that there will be some masters in the tribe."
Wu Jun continued, "In that case, we, as a large group of Miao people, will also have some say in the matter. This also requires..."
Wu Jun wanted to thank Zhang Fan again. Halfway through his words, he remembered what Zhang Fan had just said and swallowed it back, "Drink!"
Mr. Wu drank the wine in the cup again, "By the way, Mr. Zhang, I have to tell you something. I practiced on this bronze throne twice in total. When I practiced for the second time, there was something in front of me.
An illusion of Chi You, the god of war, appeared, including a bronze throne and a jade jade holding up the sky. However, this illusion was very confusing and I couldn't figure it out."
Hearing Wu Jun's words, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and subconsciously answered, "Can we find some clues to seize the Heavenly Jade from this illusion?"
"I have the same idea. Besides me, there are two other people in the tribe who also saw the illusion. The illusions they saw were also very messy and did not form a system. Therefore, no clues can be found yet."
Wu Jun said, "I have already told the people in the tribe that once they see a systematic illusion, they will notify me immediately and try to find some clues to seize the Sky Jade Bi. When the time comes, I will contact you."
"good."
Zhang Fan responded.
The two of them ate until six in the morning, skipping breakfast. At 12 noon, Zhang Fan woke up, turned on his phone, and watched the footage captured by the camera he installed at the airport.
The little fat uncle and the others have a flight at two o'clock in the afternoon. In the next two hours, if nothing happens, the four of them will definitely be here.
At 12:30 noon, Wu Jun also woke up, walked out of another room, rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked: "Mr. Zhang, when did you wake up?"
"Half an hour ago."
"When shall we go there?"
"About three o'clock, waiting for my letter..."
"Okay, then I'll order some food first."
Wu Jun returned to the room and no longer disturbed Zhang Fan who was watching the video.
As soon as Wu Jun closed the door, Zhang Fan saw a chubby figure appearing on one of the pictures, and Zhang Fan immediately looked over.
Behind Little Fatty, there were two middle-aged men and a middle-aged woman. One of the middle-aged men and women were holding hands. The lonely middle-aged man should be Little Fatty’s uncle, and this man’s appearance is similar to that of Zhang Fan in Wang Hong’s video.
The appearance of one of the Taoist priests I saw here is consistent.
Zhang Fan installed cameras in the airport just to confirm this!
Before that, Zhang Fan had speculated that the fat uncle was one of the six Taoist monks based on the man in black-rimmed glasses who told him about the situation, but this was not confirmed.
Under such circumstances, Zhang Fan did not dare to take the next step rashly.
Because Zhang Fan's strength is much weaker than that of other competitors, and he has to rely on the strength of his competitors. If there is a slight difference, he may be in danger.
Therefore, Zhang Fan must be extremely careful every step he takes and make sure everything is clear!
This person has a Chinese character face, a slicked back hair, and wears a black jacket. Judging from his appearance and dress, he looks more like a functional department leader.
Soon, the takeaway ordered by Wu Jun arrived. After the two of them finished eating, they rested for a while and went to Wu Jun's friend's house around three o'clock in the afternoon.
The middle-aged woman warmly entertained Zhang Fan and the two. After Zhang Fan drank a cup of tea, he began to repair the soul of Wu Jun's friend. After two hours of repair, the repair of Wu Jun's friend's seven souls was finally completed. Zhang Fan
He was already sweating profusely and his face was slightly pale.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhang..." When the middle-aged woman said this, she felt both grateful and apologetic.
Zhang Fan waved his hand gently.
The middle-aged woman took out two one-pound gold bricks from the drawer, handed them to Zhang Fan, and said, "Mr. Zhang, please accept your kindness."
Zhang Fan glanced at the middle-aged woman, and then took the two gold bricks over. By handling the matter in this way, Zhang Fan felt that everyone could feel more relaxed, and his hard work was not in vain.
Seeing Zhang Fan accept it, a faint smile appeared on the faces of the middle-aged woman and Wu Jun.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's cell phone rang. It was the old man in Tang suit in the scenic area. He probably didn't see that he was anxious. After all, in the eyes of the old man in Tang suit, only Zhang Fan knew one of the six monks and Taoist priests.
status.
Zhang Fan was a little tired and not in the mood to answer the call, so he directly pressed the mute button and put the phone back into his pocket.
It was now close to 5:30 in the afternoon. Zhang Fan and Wu Jun said goodbye to the middle-aged woman and left Wu Jun's friend's house. When the two passed by the gate of the community, an Audi A6 was parked at the gate of the community, waiting for recognition by the recognition system.
Lift the pole.
When he saw the person sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. Isn't this a fat uncle with an official look?
Is it possible that the little fat lady and the little fat cousin also live in this community?
This was the first thought that flashed through Zhang Fan's mind.