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The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was unwavering, and he said calmly: "Your child is suffering from a strange disease, if you listened to me at that time, I only need to spend a little vitality to cure him." You have only brought him here now, and the illness has been delayed, and if you want to cure him, you will have to consume seven points of vitality. ”

Zhou Dajun's face turned pale, and he hurriedly pleaded: "Dao Chief, please show mercy and save Xiao Yong!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest said lightly: "You don't have to be like this. My vitality is the result of decades of hard work, and if it takes seven points to treat your child, it will damage my Taoism. ”

Zhou Dajun was a businessman, so of course he understood what the other party meant, and he immediately said: "I am willing to compensate the Dao Chief! If the Dao Chief has any conditions, just put them forward, and I will definitely do my best to meet them." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at Zhou Dajun and said, "This kid, I want to treat it seven times, and each time I consume one point of vitality." I will remember you sincerely, and I will receive you two million each time. You don't have to be afraid of me cheating you, every time I treat him, it has an immediate effect. If it doesn't work, I won't take the money. ”

Zhou Dajun's face turned white when he heard him say this, two million at a time, and 14 million at seven times! He is a businessman, and the cash on hand is only a few million, and if he wants to make up for this 14 million, he can only sell the factory!

But for the sake of his son Xiaoyong, he just hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay." As long as the Taoist can cure Xiao Yong, money is not an issue. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded and said, "Let the child come over." ”

Zhou Dajun pushed Xiao Yong in front of the middle-aged Taoist priest, who stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of Xiao Yong's head, and lifted it up emptyly, his palm fixed in mid-air, as if he was exercising his skills.

Wu Dong saw that the black line in Xiao Yong's mind began to rise slowly, extremely slowly, so slow that if it weren't for his excellent eyesight, he wouldn't have seen it moving at all.

While looking at the black line, he was also observing the middle-aged Taoist priest. He saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest's body lit up some nodes, and between the nodes, there were faint white lines, connecting all their nodes.

Thin lines of white energy flow slowly along thin lines, from one node to another. When the white energy was running, a layer of hazy white light appeared outside the Taoist priest's body.

Wu Dong was taken aback, knowing that this Taoist priest had real kung fu, he observed it more carefully.

Five minutes later, sweat broke out on the middle-aged Taoist's forehead, and after a while, when the thin thread was lifted up about a centimeter, he took his palm away.

As soon as the palm of his hand was taken away, Xiao Yong suddenly spoke: "Mom, I'm hungry." ”

Zhou Dajun and his wife were surprised and delighted, admiring and grateful to this middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest wiped his sweat and said, "After you go back, don't touch the child's head, and don't wash your hair, otherwise you will bear the consequences." Come back here the day after tomorrow at this time, and I will give the child a second treatment. ”

Zhou Dajun hurriedly agreed, and made a bank transfer on the spot, transferring 2 million to the account of the Taoist temple.

Wu Dong just watched quietly throughout the whole process and didn't say a word. He already vaguely knew what was going on, and the black line was put in by the Taoist priest, the purpose of which was to knock Zhou Dajun a sum of money.

The transfer process is relatively long, after all, two million huge amounts, the bank needs to verify. At this time, the Taoist priest sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and stopped talking.

Wu Dong was curious, looked through his body, and saw his exercise route more realistically. In addition, he found a thin book on the Taoist priest's chest.

After looking through, he found that the book was painted with a diagram of the meridians, as well as words, such as "dantian" and "dragon and tiger", which should be a kind of cultivation exercise.

He was bored anyway, so he took the opportunity to write down the contents of the book. He has a super visual memory, and he can remember the content on it after a few glances.

After the transfer was successful, Zhou Dajun took his family to resign, and Wu Dong also walked out of the Taoist temple. He looked like a driver hired by the Zhou family, no one paid attention to him, and the Taoist priest didn't even look at him.

Coming out of the Taoist temple, Zhou Dajun's mood was both joyful and heavy. He was glad that his son's illness had been cured, and the reason for his heavy heart was that his tens of millions of fortunes would also leave him.

After getting into the car, Wu Dong asked, "Uncle Zhou, the treatment fee is 14 million, which is too expensive." ”

Zhou Dajun was very helpless and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to endure hardships, the money can be earned back." ”

Wu Dong fell silent, he already knew how the Taoist priest healed the disease. Every time the black line is lifted up, the black line will be taken out after seven times, and Xiao Yong's illness will be completely cured at that time.

Do you want to help Zhou Dajun's family? If he helps, he may offend that Taoist priest, but he is a person with real kung fu, so it is not easy to offend.

If he didn't help, he couldn't bear Zhou Dajun to go bankrupt because of this. For a while, Wu Dong was in a dilemma, he kept thinking, trying to find a way to get the best of both worlds.

The car drove for more than an hour and arrived at the train station. After getting out of the car, Wu Dong suddenly asked coldly: "Uncle Zhou, if someone can cure Xiaoyong's illness by charging only one million, are you willing to give it a try?"

Zhou Dajun was stunned, he looked at Wu Dong: "Little brother, what are you talking about?

Wu Dong glanced around and said, "Uncle Zhou, let's find a quiet place, and I'll tell you slowly." ”

In a teahouse near the train station, Wu Dong opened a private room, ordered a pot of tea, and asked the waiter not to come in.

Closing the door, his expression suddenly became serious, and he said, "Uncle Zhou, Xiao Yong's illness is definitely a bureau set up by that Taoist priest." ”

Zhou Dajun was shocked, he was not a fool, this thing was originally weird. Why did Xiao Yong get sick after the Taoist priest appeared?

He wanted to say something, but Wu Dongyi waved his hand: "Uncle Zhou, listen to me after I finish speaking." You have worked hard for half your life, and it is not easy to have a net worth of 10 million. I can't bear it, so I want to tell you the truth. If you can do the following three things, I will promise to help you. ”

Zhou Dajun's heart was full of trepidation, and he hurriedly nodded: "Little brother, you say!"

Wu Dong's expression was very serious, and he said: "First, after Xiao Yong recovers, you move your family away, find a suitable place to settle down, the farther away the better, and don't contact relatives and friends for three years." Second, remember not to tell anyone about me. After this, you don't know me, and I don't know you. Third, I also took the risk in this matter. Once the Taoist priest knows about it, he will definitely not let me go, so under no circumstances can he reveal my information. In case someone asks about it one day, it will be said that it is a meeting in Pingshui. ”

Zhou Dajun swallowed his saliva and asked, "Little brother, can you really cure Xiaoyong?"

Wu Dong smiled, he took out nail scissors from his pocket, and then slowly brushed Xiao Yong's hair and found the black line that exposed a centimeter.

He gently pinched the black thread with his nail clippers, and slowly lifted it, pulling out the black thread in its entirety. When he drew the black line, Xiao Yong was full of excitement, and his eyes regained clarity at once.

"Daddy, Mommy, where is this?" he asked, surprised, and instantly returned to that naughty boy state.

Zhou Dajun was overjoyed, and he asked Xiao Yong: "Xiao Yong, ...... you Is there anything wrong with it?"