"I dare to ask the little brother of Jianshu Villa, how many ingots of silver do you need to perform a ritual?" Wan Dingtian saw that Zhou Xingyun was talking nonsense, so he didn't ask coldly to prevent him from pretending to be a fool and then asking them again.
Asking for huge sums of money.
Zhou Xingyun calculated with his fingers, and said with a very serious expression: "As the saying goes, people make plans, and heaven makes things happen. I, the ghost boy, am just the spokesperson of heaven and earth. I can only convey your long-cherished wishes, and let the master of heaven redeem Lao Zhuang.
Lord, therefore your good intentions are accepted with all my heart.”
"You mean not to take any money?" Hong Ting looked at Zhou Xingyun doubtfully, unsure of the hidden meaning of his words.
"That's right! What I do for others is to do justice for Heaven. I never charge a penny or a thing. It is better for the two old masters to thank me than to thank Heaven. Sincerity can make gold and stone open. What I want to sacrifice to Heaven and drive away ghosts is your heart! You guys
The dedication will determine the health of the old village owner. The more serious the intention, the better the chance for the old village owner to recover! Only by dedicating your most precious things and shaking the sky with your heart can you have the chance to redeem the old village owner Zheng who is plagued by evil obstacles.
"
"Fellow Taoist from Jianshu Villa, how do you think we should express our determination to God?" Hong Ting was a little confused. Zhou Xingyun said that no money or gifts would be accepted for the ritual, but he asked them to take out the most precious things to express their determination to heaven.
, what does this mean?
"Ahem, didn't I say it before? The ghost boy is the spokesperson of heaven and earth. So..."
"Pfft..." Xu Zhiqian couldn't help laughing for a moment. She was so smart that she had already understood the meaning of Zhou Xingyun's words. This little charlatan went around for a long time, saying that he was doing justice for God and did not charge any fees. In the end,
The subtext of "Xingdao for Heaven" is "Toll for Heaven".
This is like telling lies with open eyes. As long as you give me the most precious thing, I will help you set up a practice for "free". Pay attention! It is "free"...
"Why are you laughing? Life is at stake, please be more serious!" Xu Zhiqian gave Zhou Xingyun 99 points for his acting skills, but withheld the last point because he was afraid of his pride.
Mu Hanxing saw that the two old masters were still confused and confused about the situation, so he couldn't help but stepped forward and took Zhou Xingyun's arm and said: "Uncle Hong, Uncle Wan, Hanxing has dedicated his most precious daughter's body to God. A few days ago, he was
Mr. Zhou consummated the marriage for Heaven."
"What did you say! You consummated your marriage with this brat? Silly, stupid, stupid! You are so stupid!" Wan Dingtian suddenly realized, and at this time he finally understood the meaning of Zhou Xingyun's words.
This guy is simply an out-and-out liar. Not only does he have the audacity to claim to be the spokesperson of heaven and earth, but he also demands huge amounts of money to get them to give up their most precious things. It is really ridiculous!
It's a shame that Mu Hanxing, who has so little experience in the world, actually listened to his words and devoted himself to chastity. What a sin.
Such a good girl was ruined in the hands of a libertine. If it weren't for the internal fighting in Biyuan Villa, even if he knew that Zhou Xingyun was the son of Zhou Qingfeng of Jianshu Villa, Wan Dingtian would kill this bastard with one palm!
Now that Mu Hanxing has lost his original intention, if his grandson Wan Zhanxiong knows this, he will definitely be heartbroken...
Luo Yan watched Zhou Xingyun and Mu Hanxing silently. Fortunately, he knew that the two were acting, otherwise he would probably be so angry that he would kill someone after hearing this 'bad news'.
"Hanxing, your feelings have been conveyed to the sky very well, but I think there is still a lack of sincerity, so you have to serve me well so that God can feel your meticulous love even more!" Zhou Xingyun said carelessly.
He hugged the girl's waist and said, "Let's get along well tonight. If we can be happy to have a son, the old owner of the village will definitely bring good luck to people and heaven. Even if there are unforeseen circumstances, I can let the old owner of the village rebuild his golden body!"
After saying that, Zhou Xingyun patted Mu Hanxing's belly, as if to say that even if the old village owner died, he could reincarnate him as their son.
"Master Xingyun has great magical powers, Han Xing will serve you wholeheartedly." Mu Hanxing's face turned red. No matter how enthusiastic and unrestrained she was, she couldn't stand Zhou Xingyun's shameless teasing. However, the boy was too involved in the drama and didn't care about her face at all.
Hong Ting and Wan Dingtian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and Zhou Xingyun's shameless deception of money and sex immediately made them furious.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Wei Suyuan secretly pressed the hilt of his sword against Zhou Xingyun's spine, telling him not to get carried away, lest he be killed.
However, the 'essence' of Zhou Xingyun's deceit was something that Hongtang and Wan Dingtian could see through. Since Zheng Chengxue and Mu Hanxing trusted that this charlatan could save the old village owner, they were also happy to see it happen.
Zheng Chengxue led Zhou Xingyun and others to the master bedroom of the old manor. Hong Ting and Wan Dingtian followed them to the bedroom to find out just in case. After all, some things needed to be done carefully. Although they did not believe that the libertine had the ability to heal the elderly.
The village owner, however, had to be wary of Wei Suyao and others, especially the black-clothed and black-haired Shuixian Pavilion disciple. This woman's aura was gloomy and strange, and she was probably a master of poison attacks.
Zhou Xingyun helped the old village owner diagnose, touching his head, looking at his eyes, rolling his tongue and tapping his legs. His strange actions were puzzling.
Admittedly, just because he was not like ordinary doctors who could take pulses and make medical diagnoses, Hong Ting and Wan Dingtian let him take the initiative to fumble around Lao Zhuang.
About a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Xingyun left the owner's bedroom with a serious expression and stood in the courtyard without saying a word, deep in thought.
When Hong Ting and Wan Ding Tian saw Zhou Xingyun walking out of the bedroom, they were probably too lazy to accompany his crazy clown, so they waved to two close disciples and ordered them to keep an eye on Zhou Xingyun and others. If they found anyone trying to cure the old village owner with medicine, they would immediately treat them.
report.
After a while, Zheng Chengxue walked forward slightly anxiously and interrupted Zhou Xingyun's meditation: "Mr. Zhou, how is grandpa's condition? Can he be saved?"
"It's... very difficult. With the current situation, I have almost no ability to save Mr. Zheng." Zhou Xingyun showed a rare hint of bitterness.
"Do you know what disease Grandpa is suffering from?" Zheng Chengxue did not feel depressed by Zhou Xingyun's words, but instead ignited a glimmer of hope.
"It's very difficult, not that there's no way to save it! Right?" Mu Hanxing's reaction was exactly the same as Zheng Chengxue's, because the doctor they called before not only couldn't find out the cause of the old village owner's illness, but also insisted that there was no cure, so they asked them to be sad and resigned.
, prepare funeral arrangements as early as possible.
"Miss Qin, when I was helping the old farm owner diagnose just now, you were standing next to me. Please tell me your views on the condition first."
"Beiyan thinks that the old village owner has an evil spirit in his marrow and is terminally ill..."
"Absolutely. This disease is commonly known as 'stroke'. It is not too much to say that evil spirits invade. The old village owner's condition is more serious. It is cerebral infarction, caused by cerebral blood vessel blockage." Zhou Xingyun sighed depressedly. This disease
It's a big trouble, and even in the world of weird memories, it's very difficult to treat.
Nowadays, without advanced medical equipment and drugs, trying to treat the old owner who is in a coma due to stroke is just wishful thinking.
It is a miracle that the old man Zheng can survive to this day. Zhou Xingyun greatly admires his old man's will and physical strength. If he were an ordinary person, he would have reached bliss long ago.
"Master Xingyun, is there any way to save the old village owner?" Qin Beiyan asked weakly, but she was helpless anyway.
If she had discovered the old village owner's condition early, she could have done her best to prescribe the right medicine. Now that the village owner is on the verge of death, even if a miracle doctor comes to this world, he may not be able to save his life.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Xingyun. He was the only hope in everyone's eyes.
"With my current means, there is no way to revive the old village owner. But..." Zhou Xingyun hesitated. When he said the first half of the sentence, Mu Hanxing and Zheng Chengxue turned pale, and it was difficult to ignite the fire.
Hope fell to the bottom again in an instant. Fortunately, Zhou Xingyun's "no" made the desperate little friend turn around.
"Master Zhou has something to say, no matter what precious medicinal materials you want, we will get them together." Zheng Chengxue mistakenly thought that the 'existing means' in Zhou Xingyun's words were just medicines.
"It's not about the medicinal materials." Zhou Xingyun was silent for a while, then suddenly grabbed Qin Beiyan's arms and said, "I need you, come to my room tonight!"
"My lord, my lord, you..." Qin Beiyan's face turned red and she was so embarrassed that she never expected that Zhou Xingyun was so arrogant that he actually said that he wanted her tonight in public.
"Brother Xingyun, if you don't speak clearly, the consequences will be very serious." Xu Zhiqian quickly rubbed Zhou Xingyun's backbone. His words were very easy to misunderstand. Now Qin Beiyan's face was as red as a ripe tomato. Wei Su
Yao's face was as dark as a purple eggplant, and the two women's completely different facial expressions were both terrifying and interesting. However, if Zhou Xingyun didn't reconcile immediately, he would definitely suffer a lot later.
However, Zhou Xingyun was completely unaware that he had spoken carelessly. After hearing Xu Zhiqian's advice, instead of restraining his words, he nodded, turned around and held Mu Hanxing's wrist, and said more clearly: "Sister Mu, Miss Wei, Miss Mo, Miss Zheng"
, you all come to my wing tonight too, Miss Qin has a delicate body, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold it alone."
"You...you are so greedy! I'm not the frivolous woman you think..." Wei Suyao stamped his feet anxiously. Zhou Xingyun invited so many women to his room at one time. What's going on with this extravagant situation?
"Yo, yo, six girls serving one husband together! What a beautiful scene! I admire you! Qin admires me!" Qin Shou heard Zhou Xingyun's speech that shocked the heavens and wept ghosts and gods, and his mind suddenly had wild thoughts, and he shamelessly clasped his fists and begged: "Kneel down and beg Brother Yun to approve my little brother.
Let’s go to your wing tonight to observe, study, and paint!”
"What a frivolous woman? What about serving one husband together? Can you please stop thinking so dirty? I invite you all to my wing tonight to discuss ways to cure the old village owner and to make secret medicines and recipes. What are you people thinking so blindly?
...Oh. Miss Wei has something to say, so why bother stepping on people? I believe you are not a frivolous woman."
Zhou Xingyun spoke without hesitation and actually said that the girls had dirty thoughts. The shy Wei Suyao was so ashamed that she immediately stepped on someone's toes in a non-trivial manner.
Zheng Chengxue looked at Zhou Xingyun worriedly. He had never explained how to treat the old village owner. Now he could only wait for further analysis at night.