Zhang Guosheng turned his head and stared at Qin Feng coldly: "Do you know who you are talking to?"
The enchanting woman next to her also laughed mockingly: "Do you really think that you are so great just because you took care of a Shakun?"
"Boy, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Believe it or not, my husband asked you to die here today, and I don't dare to complain at all?"
The two men were so domineering that Fang Zheng didn't take them seriously at all.
"Brother, you seem to be in trouble."
Liu Yingying smiled softly:
"Before he was cleared, Zhang Guosheng was famous for being a gangster. He had many thugs in Myanmar."
Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Fang Zheng hurriedly said: "Brother Zhang, he is right, I can hardly see with my eyes."
He would never reveal this kind of thing to two outsiders unless absolutely necessary.
But if he didn't say anything, I'm afraid it would bring a lot of trouble to Qin Feng.
"are you serious?"
Zhang Guosheng pointed at Qin Feng: "Old Fang, are you actually willing to destroy your future for a young boy?"
"You know, without the Emerald Buddha Eyes, can you survive in Nandu?"
The woman's eyes were also quite questioning, thinking that he said such words to protect Qin Feng.
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Qin is right. My eyes are indeed getting worse and worse. I lost my sight yesterday. Now that we are so close, I see that both of you are double images."
Zhang Guosheng's eyes were shocked: "Are you kidding?"
The Emerald Buddha cannot see people clearly. If this spreads out, I am afraid it will cause an uproar in the Nandu antique world.
"I hope it's a joke too."
Fang Zheng went from being nervous at the beginning to feeling relaxed now: "It's really helpless to ask Brother Qin to participate in the event on my behalf. I don't want the sign to be destroyed so quickly. After all, my incompetent juniors haven't learned my skills yet."
One of the skills."
Zhang Guosheng said nothing. He and the woman next to him looked at each other.
"Then you shouldn't tell an outsider about this kind of thing."
Zhang Guosheng took a deep breath and glanced at Qin Feng:
"I will help you handle it and make sure no one else knows about it except us."
He still believed that Fang was deceived into revealing such an important secret to an outsider.
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly: "I don't know how Brother Qin figured it out, but what he said is absolutely right. Not only the eyes, but also the symptoms of coughing up blood are all accurate."
"Brother Qin, have you ever studied medicine?"
Fang Zheng looked at Qin Feng in surprise.
"Learned a little bit."
Qin Feng did not explain too much, but asked Fang Zheng to extend his hand to him.
Fang Zheng rolled up his sleeves and let Qin Feng grab his wrist.
"When did you first lose your sight?" Qin Feng asked.
"Half a year ago..."
Fang Zheng answered truthfully: "That time I had just finished palming a magic weapon. As soon as I sat up, my vision went dark and I almost fell to the ground."
"At first I thought it was anemia due to sitting for a long time, but then it happened several times, and I realized there was something wrong with my body."
He suddenly realized something: "Is there something wrong with that magical weapon?"
"No, it has nothing to do with the magic weapon."
Qin Feng let go of his hand and glanced at the red rope around Fang Zheng's neck:
"If there is really something dirty causing trouble, the Ksitigarbha Guanyin worn around your neck is enough to suppress the evil spirit and keep you healthy."
He suddenly grabbed Fang Zheng's arms and pressed his lower hands slightly with his thumbs:
"The cause of your illness is entirely due to too much dealing with the underworld artifacts. These underworld artifacts have accompanied the dead to sleep underground for thousands of years, and have long since formed evil spirits. The evil spirits enter the body, damage the liver, and tend to extinguish the yang fire."
"The yang meridian is weak, and you habitually focus your energy on your eyes, so the evil spirit will enter your eyes along the yang meridian, causing blindness in both eyes. In serious cases, it may even endanger your life."
When Qin Feng was speaking, a black blood vessel swelled out where his finger pressed, extending all the way to his neck. Like a poison gland, it crawled to Fang Zheng's temple and disappeared at the corner of his eye.
"Lao Fang, what are you wearing?"
Fang Zheng couldn't see clearly what was happening on his arms, but he could see the shocked eyes of Zhang Guosheng and his wife.
"This is the Yang Meridian. The normal Yang Meridian is red. The brighter the color, the longer the life. On the contrary, it means that time is running out."
Qin Feng let go of his hand, but the two black lines showed no sign of fading away.
Fang Zheng asked hurriedly: "Will that have any impact?"
He already regarded Qin Feng as a doctor in his heart.
"When the evil spirit is cut, there must be something missing."
Qin Feng took a gentle breath: "Once the evil spirit connects between the eyebrows and forms a line on your body, forming scissors, you will have to dig out your eyes to save your life."