As if listening to a legendary story, Lang Mo was a little fascinated by it, and when Village Chief Wang finished speaking, Lang Mo was still immersed in the long, sad story. Until Village Chief Wang reminded: "Principal Wolf, what are you thinking?" "Oh, oh, it's okay! I'm thinking that the number one man called 'Flying God Killing' is really a good man! I have a question, since this Yang Jiao is a martial arts practitioner, why don't you ask him for help?" "Alas, you don't know, we invited this Yang Jiao, but he said that this Wenwen's illness must see a doctor, and besides, he said that he has an old injury, the old injury has not healed, and he has long since abolished his martial arts, and he can't give out his external qi, etc. Besides, we couldn't figure out whether Wenwen's condition was caused by something unclean, so we had to give up. By the way, I've been talking for a long time, and I don't understand it now, why are you interested in Zimei? Now we have to care about Wenwen, not Zimei, hahaha..."

Lang Mo coughed lightly and said, "It's nothing." Just ask. By the way, I also want to ask, why did this Zimei appear in Wenwen's room?" Uncle Wang explained: "Hey, you don't know, this Wenwen and Zimei have grown up together since they were children, and Yang Jiao and I are neighbors at home, and these two girls have been the same person since the crotch pants were opened. Now, Wenwen is sick. Zimei will naturally come over to accompany her. In case something happens to her, speaking of this, I have to be grateful to Zimei for this girl. "So that's the case, since Wenwen became ill, has she been accompanied by Zimei?" "That's right. Zimei, this girl is very patient in this regard. What, is there something wrong with Zimei?"

"Where, where. Uncle Wang, don't get me wrong! I'm just a little curious. We've talked a lot, so let's do it, Uncle Wang. Wenwen's condition, I'm really not sure, but I want to see how my skills progress, if it's appropriate, I might be able to try again. After hearing this, Village Chief Wang and Uncle Wang were overjoyed and hurriedly thanked them. "In addition, I will treat Wenwen in the future, I hope the three of you can keep it a secret for me for the time being, in front of others, just say that the wolf principal has been beaten dizzy and frightened, okay?"

Although the two brothers didn't understand the meaning of Lang Mo's words, they nodded again and again. Doctor Xia smiled and said, "Principal Wolf, looking at your mysterious appearance, is this called 'Heavenly Secret Must Not Be Revealed'?" Lang Mo replied mysteriously: "That's right, it is 'Heavenly Secret cannot be revealed'!" Doctor Xia, why do you ask like this?" "Well, I'm also asking casually, do you also think that this Wenwen is also related to ghost epiphysis?" "Maybe." After hearing this, Doctor Xia looked at him a little strangely, and then shook his head very slightly, which was very inconspicuous.

The three of them went out, and Lang Mo sent them outside. When the three of them walked out about ten meters, Lang Mo suddenly remembered something: "Village Chief Wang, you go slowly, I still have something to ask you." Village Chief Wang hurriedly returned to the door of the room, while Dr. Xia and Uncle Wang waited. Village Chief Wang: 'What's the matter?' Principal Wolf. "It's okay, I just want to ask, how old are those Taoist priests who came to help Wenwen see a doctor?" asked such a brainless question. Village Chief Wang couldn't react a little, but he still replied: "Except for the witch who is a little older, the others are all about forty years old. What, what does this have to do with Wenwen's condition?" "The secret of heaven must not be revealed! Hahaha, Village Chief Wang, you go slowly." ”

After waiting for the three of them, Lang Mo closed the door, poured a glass of boiled water, took a sip, grinned inexplicably, and said secretly: "Interesting, really interesting! The more interesting the work, the more energetic the principal becomes! Let's see!"

The reason why Lang Mo asked the three of them those questions was because when he heard Uncle Wang say that Wenwen would be blinded as soon as he became ill, what impressed him the most was the moment Wenwen opened her eyes, which were two clear and clear eyes shining with cold light. How could there be any sign of astigmatism? It was only when he was suddenly frightened by this look that he panicked, and he was hit so hard by the wooden hammer. He was mentioned by Uncle Wang like this, and then he suddenly thought that something was wrong. At this point, Lang Mo became suspicious. In addition, when he entered the room, Zimei's bright and mysterious and funny smile made him even more suspicious.

He had a feeling that maybe there was something wrong with these two beauties. He has become a ** little stupid rat, and it is really hateful to be played with by these two people! If the guess is wrong, if Wenwen really has a serious night wandering syndrome, wouldn't it be that she is too careful, suspicious, not only does she seem a little childish, but it will also make things more complicated.

Thinking of his beating, he must think that he was beaten by a beautiful woman because of his bad intentions. This naturally led him to ask Village Chief Wang about the ages of those Taoist priests and gods, and to verify whether they were also beaten because of their lustful hearts. Think about it, under such a light, seeing such a delicate and delicate woman lying under your eyelids, maybe even a male god will be tempted, let alone some ordinary people?

Village Chief Wang's answer gave him a good answer. The guys who cheat like this are middle-aged people, and they are guys who rarely touch women. It is conceivable that the virtue of these people after seeing Wenwen is definitely not much better than that of Principal Wolf. Of course, the reason why the goddess was not beaten was that she had no lust at all, and it was impossible for her to have sex at all, so how could an old woman be interested in a young woman's body structure? Thinking of this, he felt this speculation even more intensely.

He touched the place on his body where he had been injured by the wooden hammer again, and smiled wryly. But anyway, although he suffered a hammer feast tonight, he had some gains, at least he became a qigong master for a while.

But the pain, especially in his eye sockets, prevented him from sleeping. No way, since he couldn't sleep, he began to think about how to make the next plan to see Wenwen.