Ye Fan and Da Zhuang took Yang Sanyan around Nancheng, entertaining them with delicious food and drink, and did not send Yang Sanyan back to the small hotel until the evening.

Back in the dormitory, everyone else went out for internships, just Ye Fan and Da Zhuang.

After a day of shopping, the two went to bed early.

Soon, there was a burst of snoring from Da Zhuang's side.

After Da Zhuang fell asleep, Ye Fan walked out of the dormitory lightly.

The campus was empty, and Ye Fan hurried all the way to an empty meadow.

At this time, I saw Ye Fan take out the hundred-year-old ginseng prepared in advance, and then shouted in his heart: "Old man Bone, look at what I have prepared for you." ”

The old man snorted, woke up slowly, and suddenly came to his senses when he saw the hundred-year-old ginseng in Ye Fan's hand, "You found three hundred-year-old ginseng so quickly?"

"It's easy to do things with money, Liu Ye is quite influential in Nancheng, I asked him to help with it. Ye Fan said.

"It seems that your cheap aunt is still somewhat useful!" said the old man.

"Okay, don't bury people, you take the ginseng, when will you start treating Han Rubing's mother?" Ye Fan asked.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow will begin!" said the old man.

"Okay. Ye Fan responded.

At this time, the old man said with a hint of flattery: "Ye Fan, I have one more thing to trouble you." ”

"What's the matter?" Ye Fan asked.

"I can't absorb ginseng directly, I need to use your body to absorb it. The old man said.

"That's right, it's not impossible, but it can't be used for nothing, right?" Ye Fan said with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What do you want?" asked the old man.

"I don't really want anything, it's just that I'm interested in cultivating immortals, you can teach me. Ye Fan said unhurriedly.

"Impossible!" the old man vetoed.

"Then there's no way, you can find other ways to absorb ginseng yourself, and my body won't lend it to you. Ye Fan said.

"You ......," the old man suddenly stopped.

After a pause, the old man asked, "Ye Fan, do you really want to learn the art of cultivating immortals?"

"Hmm. Ye Fan replied without thinking.

Ye Fan didn't have any concept of cultivating immortals before, and felt that everything was fabricated out of thin air, but after experiencing treating the face of female patients, fighting with robbers, and recovering quickly from wounds, Ye Fan personally felt the charm of cultivating immortals, and learned it himself, which is absolutely harmless.

Although Ye Fan was a little hesitant about the identity of the old man bone, at least so far, he had no signs of harming himself. In addition, as long as he insists on not destroying the wooden box, he should not be able to harm himself.

At this time, I only heard the old man groaning and said: "Ye Fan, in fact, it is not impossible to teach you, but cultivating immortals is not a matter of overnight, it requires great effort, can you?"

"I can!" Ye Fan said without hesitation.

"Okay, then I'll teach you, starting with boxing. The old man said.

"Boxing?" Ye Fan was stunned and asked in surprise, "Don't you cultivate immortals directly?"

"Boxing is a solid foundation, and when you have a certain foundation, I will teach you to formally cultivate immortals. The old man said.

Hearing this, Ye Fan frowned slightly, and asked Chi Qian: "Old man Bone, you didn't fool me, did you?"

"Don't you believe me? Forget it, when I didn't say it. The old man said unhappily.

"Believe, I believe. Ye Fan hurriedly said.

"Okay, I'll teach you this set of boxing techniques now, you close your eyes and watch it!" said the old man Bone.

Immediately, Ye Fan closed his eyes and entered the ethereal realm.

At this time, the old man began to teach boxing, Ye Fan only felt a flower in front of him, and a move and a style appeared in his mind, as if someone was practicing in front of him.

A quarter of an hour later, the teaching of the boxing method ended, and this boxing method seemed to be engraved in Ye Fan's mind, and he couldn't forget it.

At this time, the old man said weakly: "Ye Fan, I'm here today, I'm tired, I'll meditate tomorrow night." By the way, tomorrow remember to eat those three ginseng sticks and eat them raw. ”

"Got it, old man bones. Ye Fan responded.

Then, the old man fell into a deep sleep, and Ye Fan collected three hundred-year-old ginseng and returned to the dormitory.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Ye Fan ran to the grove east of the dormitory building early to practice boxing.

The old man didn't say what the name of this boxing bone was, so Ye Fan just practiced it.

An hour later, Ye Fan was covered in sweat, so he stopped to rest.

However, Ye Fan didn't find anything special about this set of boxing techniques, except for some tricky movements, everything else was fine, "Maybe it's because of the first practice, the moves are not familiar yet, it is estimated that after practicing it, you should be able to find the extraordinary things about this set of boxing techniques." ”

There was a big stone in the woods, which was used for decoration, and Ye Fan sat on it to rest for the time being.

I had nothing to do, so I simply took out a stick of ginseng and ate it.

The mouth was dry and bitter, and it was difficult to swallow, but Ye Fan still swallowed it.

After eating a piece of ginseng, Ye Fan's mouth was a little numb, and he didn't feel like he was eating ginseng, but a radish.

After taking a break and seeing that the time was not early, Ye Fan went back to the dormitory to take a shower, packed up and prepared to go to work.

Southside Airport.

Several brand-new Rolls-Royces have been waiting at the airport gate for a long time, and the driver stands beside the car and waits for them, and when you look at them, you know that they are all highly trained.

At this time, a row of people walked out of the airport gate, and I saw that the leader was a middle-aged man with a big belly, who looked like he was in his fifties.

Next to him was a tall, thin young man, supposed to be about thirty years old, inch-headed, resolute, with a tattoo on the back of his hand, a spider.

A tarantula, to be exact, the most ruthless of spiders.

"Mr. Jin, welcome to Nancheng, the contemptible people have already booked a table at the Royal Hotel, and I hope that Mr. Jin will appreciate it. The pot-bellied middle-aged man said with a flattering face.

"No, I just came back from a mission in the United States and need to travel jet lag. The young man known as Mr. Kim said.

"It's me who didn't think it through, then Mr. Jin, you rest first, and we'll get back together later. The middle-aged man said flatteringly.

"Boss Zhou, we are all serving Su Ye, so we don't need to be so polite. Have you collected all the materials I asked you to prepare?" Mr. Jin said impersonally.

"It's all ready, in the car. The pot-bellied Boss Zhou hurriedly replied.

"Okay, you're busy with your trip, I'll call you again if you need anything. Mr. Kim said.

"Yes, yes. Boss Zhou replied again and again.

Mr. Kim then got into one of the Rolls-Royces and left first.

Seeing Mr. Jin away, Boss Zhou suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, who is this surnamed Jin? It's too draggy, isn't it? You don't even dare to give you face?" said a bodyguard who had followed Boss Zhou for many years next to him with a dissatisfied face.

"Lao Gao, if you don't want to die, just shut your mouth, do you know who this Mr. Jin is?" asked Boss Zhou angrily.

The bodyguard known as Lao Gao shook his head, looking dazed.

I saw Boss Zhou let out a long sigh and said, "He is the No. 2 general next to our God of Wealth, Jin Weijun!"

"What? He is the Jin Weijun who is famous in the three eastern provinces and overwhelms the Mongolian Tartars in the north?"

"Yes, it's him, otherwise I wouldn't have come to pick up the plane in person. However, Mr. Kim, as rumored, does not like to make friends with outsiders, otherwise he can take the opportunity to make friends. Boss Zhou said with a sigh.

Also, Boss Zhou is one of the top five richest people in Nancheng, if he is not a big man, how could he come to pick up the plane in person.

Lao Gao was also shocked, and then asked again: "Boss, this Mr. Jin did not return to the God of Wealth after his mission from the United States, what is he doing here with us?"

"I don't know about this, but Mr. Jin asked me to investigate a kid named Ye Fan before, so I guess it has something to do with him. Okay, Mr. Kim's business is not something we can speculate, go back to the company. Boss Zhou said majestically.

"Yes, boss. Lao Gao said.

Subsequently, Boss Zhou and others got into the car and drove away directly.