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Seeing that the middle-aged woman's voice was not good, Meng Xing'er stood up.

Zhang Yu can judge that this woman should be Meng Xing'er's future old woman. Of course, I'm afraid there will be no chance.

He could be sure from the woman's face that the woman would soon lose her child.

"What's the matter?" said the middle-aged woman, holding back her anger.

Her son was lying unconscious in bed, and in her opinion, the culprit was Meng Xing'er, so she naturally couldn't have a good heart.

"Let me introduce you to you, his name is Zhang Yu, and he is the manager of Wudang Football Club, who is proficient in occult arts. He learned that Hang Jiaqi was seriously ill, so he came to be treated. Meng Xing'er said calmly.

"Hello. Zhang Yu said politely.

The middle-aged woman looked at Zhang Yu and said, "As long as you are proficient in occult arts, can you save my son?"

Listening to her tone, it seemed that she didn't quite believe it.

Zhang Yu smiled confidently, "I don't dare to be proficient, the Xuanmen is vast, and I can only understand a little bit of fur." But in my opinion, it shouldn't be too difficult to cure Ling Lang's illness. ”

"Heh...... the middle-aged woman chuckled, "it's quite light." ”

"Auntie, whether it is light or not, let's discuss it now, we can't help but be too early. My thought was, Ling Lang is precarious now, why can't he let me try. Zhang Yu said.

"There's some truth to what you're saying, okay, follow me upstairs. After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she walked upstairs.

Zhang Yu and Meng Xing'er followed behind and came to the third floor, the room where Meng Xing'er had come.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Yu saw nine monks sitting on the ground knocking on the wooden fish and chanting, and he secretly said in his heart that this can also cure people.

When she was about to get to the bedside, the middle-aged woman glanced at Meng Xing'er and said, "Don't get close." ”

Meng Xing'er immediately turned around and walked out of the room, really angry. Naturally, she also understands that Hang Jiaqi's matter is related to her, and she can't be tough if she wants to. After all, if it's just a middle-aged woman who says this, then that's it, and now even Zhang Yu says so, which is really believable.

The middle-aged woman wanted to take Zhang Yu to continue to move forward, not wanting the monk in the big red robe to suddenly say, "Amitabha!"

"Master Jixian, what's the matter?" the middle-aged woman hurriedly said.

"The poor monk said that when we are waiting to cast a spell to save people, no one is allowed to approach. Has the benefactor forgotten? The great monk said.

"I remember...... It's just that...... He said he could cure my son, so I wondered...... Take him to try it......" the middle-aged woman said quickly.

"Amitabha, the donor doesn't trust the poor monk anymore...... If he gets close, it destroys the aura here, causing Ling Lang to never wake up again, don't complain about the poor monk at that time!" Master Jixian said solemnly.

Sure enough, as soon as she heard this, the middle-aged woman was startled and didn't dare to move.

Zhang Yu glanced at it, and the nine monks were sitting around the bed, seemingly in order, but it was not a formation at all. If you have mana, you should be able to feel it a little bit.

So, Zhang Yu deliberately said: "This master, I am a disciple of Jia Zhenren of Baimei Palace, and I have not yet asked for advice. ”

He doesn't have a name now, so he has to talk big, this is the experience he summed up after entering the city.

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged woman was stunned, she didn't expect Zhang Yu to have such a background, and he turned out to be from Baimei Palace.

Meng Xing'er outside also heard Zhang Yu's words, she couldn't help but be surprised, she really couldn't imagine that Zhang Yu was from Baimei Palace. No wonder last time Wudang Taoist Temple played football, Shangguan Ning also went.

Master Jixian is a rin, and he is also a Buddha name, "The poor monk is the Xizi Lake Lingguang Temple Jixian." Donor, since you have invited me to Lingguang Temple, why do you still invite people from the Taoist Sect? If this is the case, the poor monk will leave!"

His temper is quite big, and when he heard Zhang Yu's name, his tone was even more unfriendly.

The middle-aged woman looked embarrassed and didn't know who to listen to.

And Master Jixian said arrogantly at this moment: "Daomen junior, you should leave quickly at this moment, don't disturb my Lingguang Temple to cast spells to save people, people's lives are at stake, I'm afraid you can't afford it!"

When Zhang Yu heard this, he secretly said in his heart, this is really clear-eyed, look at what you mean, if it can't be cured at that time, it will all come to me.

Zhang Yu laughed and said, "Master, I don't know how many days you've been casting spells?"

"It's been three days. Master Jixian said.

"How many days will people wake up?" Zhang Yu asked again.

"Seven days!" said Master Jixian.

Zhang Yu can now see the young man lying on the bed, his face is a little dark, he doesn't have to use the technique of observing qi, Zhang Yu can be sure that this Hang Jiaqi is riddled with bad luck and will not live long.

"Master, do you need seven days to wake people up? He is unconscious, and in another four days, he will starve to death if he can't keep it. Zhang Yu pouted and said.

"Ignorant junior, don't talk nonsense!" Master Jixian said arrogantly.

"It's not clear who is talking nonsense. But one thing I'm sure of is that if I make a move, I'll be able to wake him up right away, believe it or not?" Zhang Yu said with a grin.

"Amitabha, don't let go of your words!" Master Jixian said angrily.

He then looked at the middle-aged woman and said, "Donor, this junior has already affected the poor monk to cast the spell, if Ling Lang has a mistake, don't blame me." ”

When the middle-aged woman heard Zhang Yu say that she would be able to wake up her son immediately, she was happy at first, and when she heard the monk say this, her heart was tight. I really can't say who I want to listen to.

In comparison, the monks are older, and there are nine, which seems to be reliable. But Zhang Yu said that he could wake up on the spot, and the results were immediate.

"Who wouldn't just talk about it, otherwise we'll see the truth in our hands. All I need is a talisman to wake him up on the spot, and if it doesn't, I'll turn around and leave. Zhang Yu was also arrogant this time.

Seeing Zhang Yu's vow, the middle-aged woman looked at Master Jixian, "Master, if you let him try it, just a talisman, soon." ”

"Ignorant juniors, unashamed to speak, the poor monk led eight disciples to do it, and it will take seven days to save people. He is just a junior, and it is ridiculous to dare to say that he can save people on the spot! If the donor listens to him, then please be prepared to handle the aftermath for Ling Lang. I have two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, and my practice is different, and as soon as he makes a move, it will inevitably have an impact on the poor monks, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to do the Dharma of the poor monks at that time!"

"Master is really interesting, as soon as I make a move, I can affect your seven-day spell casting, it seems that this cultivation is really limited. Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"You!" Master Jixian was almost angry to death by Zhang Yu's words.

Zhang Yu laughed again, and then took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, he bit his finger and drew a talisman directly on it.

The middle-aged woman looked straight and confused, not understanding what it meant. Zhang Yu's talisman paper was quickly drawn, and then he grabbed the side of the bed with an arrow step, and the talisman slapped directly towards the top of Hang Jiaqi's head.

"What are you doing?" said Master Jixian stood up suddenly.

The middle-aged woman was even more shocked, but what shocked her was still behind, and when she saw her son lying on the bed, she suddenly sat up.