He came to the big tree, sat on the chair, didn't see Meng Haoran, didn't see the dog, but saw the ghost stone, turned into a stone and leaned against the thick trunk of the small leaf banyan.

"It's a good day. After Ye Fan entered the underworld, I don't know why, there was always an inexplicable sense of closeness. This kind of feeling does not exist in the yang world, perhaps because of the rapid development of science and technology in the yang world, which has caused a certain amount of suppression on the cultivators themselves.

Of course, perhaps, as Meng Xiaotong said, the aura of the yang world is very thin and is no longer suitable for cultivators.

"This is simply a cultivator's paradise, if the Blood Demon Daoist is here, with his qualifications, he will definitely have something to do. Ye Fan sat on the chair and said to himself.

"Brother Ye?"

Just when Ye Fan was thinking about it, someone shouted, and a shirtless man, with a very strong figure, walked over and gave him a little relief: "This is our blood strawberry in the underworld, you can taste it." ”

Sudden delivery of food and overtures?

Ye Fan looked at the other party and said, "This little brother, what do you call it?"

"My name is Mengda, and I'm not very far from your home. Meng Da looked around and asked in a low voice, "Little brother has something I want to talk to you about." ”

After Ye Fan felt that the other party had no malicious intent, he picked up the blood strawberry and tasted it, and the taste was really good: "Tell me." ”

"Ahem...... That's, that, what, do you have any special method? Our mother-in-law is not very happy with me. "Mengda's voice was so small that it was almost inaudible.

However, Ye Fan, as an old driver, can be regarded as understanding, thinking that he was misunderstood when he drank soup and yelled loudly just now.

"Ahem...... This ......" Ye Fan coughed, but did not say it directly.

At this time, four or five more strong men came over with gifts, wanting to make friends with Ye Fan, as for the purpose, it was all the same.

Then, four or five more men came over and surrounded Ye Fan.

This came and went, and there were gradually more people, Ye Fan sighed in his heart, it seems that the problem of men is not only in the yang world, but also in the underworld. What if these people are cultivators? Still can't solve the problem of the lower half of the body.

A big business of hundreds of millions is not so easy to talk about, especially when the competitor is your wife.

Ye Fan planned to fool around, and told them a lot of theoretical knowledge, which was regarded as a physiological health class.

The inner perimeter of this group is male, and on the periphery there are many female friends sitting and pretending to chat, in fact, they are also eavesdropping. Ye Fan himself is a medical student, and although he is not an expert in the course of mental health, it is enough to fool these people.

"Teacher Ye, you said so much, but you didn't say how to make us stand up. "Some people finally raised the question, everyone is a cultivator, everyone is not stupid.

"Why are you in such a hurry? You were born to fly? This kind of thing, you have to take your time, you can't be in a hurry. Ye Fan said, "What I told you before is some relatively common knowledge, as for the actual treatment, it takes a little time to do field research." In order to prescribe the right medicine. ”

Next, Ye Fan gave them a pulse, originally just planned to fool people, and when they could sell it for a high price in the future, they didn't expect that he really found some clues.

It turns out that the physique of these people is somewhat different from that of people in the yang world. The meridians of these people are cold, and if a mortal's meridians are cold like this, he will definitely die soon.

The men themselves have strong yang energy, and the people of these ghost clans are obviously lacking in yang energy, because the whole environment is like this. So, in the underworld, most men are somewhat lacking in that aspect.

While checking the pulse, he also inquired, and many people said that when he was a child, his ability in that area was not bad, but the older he was, the more he was powerless. They think it's a trick of age, but it's not, and the age of a cultivator can be very long, and this little time is nothing.

Is there a problem with the method of cultivation? Ye Fan put forward an idea, perhaps, after cultivating the exercises, it will cause a reduction in the ability in that aspect. And for women, what kind of demand will be even stronger?

Of course, this is just an assumption, and there is no answer yet.

After Ye Fan dispersed those men, he was also about to leave, and a woman walked over: "Teacher Ye, you can also help others take the pulse, people, their chest hurts, and they can't breathe." ”

This woman is really bold enough, while talking, while unbuttoning her clothes, Ye Fan quickly pinned her head to the other side. The ghost stone, which had been squatting under the big tree, suddenly moved, and rolled away without hesitation.

"That...... Come back tomorrow. Ye Fan felt quite embarrassed, and besides, there were a few women not far away who looked at him in this direction, and those eyes were about to eat him.

"No, people are in pain tonight, and they can't sleep. The woman reached out and grabbed Ye Fan's hand: "You can do it well, let's go for a long time, just see what's going on, okay?" ”

"Third aunt, where do you hurt?" Meng Xiaotong suddenly appeared beside Ye Fan and looked at this woman.

The woman was taken aback and hurriedly put on her clothes, but her expression recovered: "Xiaotong, your third uncle left early, I finally took a fancy to a man, and you are not married yet, so you can't give me what I want to use to quench my thirst?"

This woman is a widow, the wife of Meng Xiaotong's third uncle, she knows how to cultivate, but she is not very powerful, she has been widowed for many years, she is usually very hungry and thirsty, and there is a lot of fresh meat in the village that she has eaten.

The corners of Meng Xiaotong's mouth twitched, he didn't know what to say, the third uncle sacrificed for the village back then. Meng Po said that as long as the man is willing, the three widows can celebrate the Spring Festival with those people. This is why the three widows are so arrogant.

"Ye Fan, as long as you are willing, I have no opinion. Meng Xiaotong said to Ye Fan.

"Of course I don't want to. Ye Fan was startled for no reason when she heard Meng Xiaotong's words, these words were meaningful, that is to say, she had no right to object?

"Ouch, Mr. Ye, people are not bad, right? Compared to those green lemons, ripe strawberries like mine are still delicious. I'm sure you'll be entertained. The three widows waved their handkerchiefs and walked towards Ye Fan, twisting the snake's waist.

Ye Fan hurriedly took a few steps back: "The third aunt is too polite, I like to eat lemons." ”

Meng Xiaotong instantly gained confidence: "Third aunt, have you heard it? Grandma gave you this right, but it doesn't mean that you can force people, if you are happy with each other, I don't mind sending him to you to taste." ”

After Ye Fan heard this, he was a little angry, what do you mean to send? What is wrong with me Ye Fan? But he felt that the other party should be angry, so he could only cooperate.

The third aunt's face changed, twisted her waist, and left.

Ye Fan followed Meng Xiaotong and walked back and asked, "Your village, the customs are a little different." ”

"Do you think the underworld is easy to mix up? In the past, villages competed for cultivation resources, and there were often wars, and many men died on the battlefield. In order to appease the widow, the grandmother let the widow acquiesce in some of the widow's behaviors. Otherwise, there will be civil strife, and besides, this decision can still have children and subsidize the population of the village. Meng Xiaotong looked at Ye Fan: "If you like it, I guess the widows in the entire village are rushing to climb into your bed." ”

"Ahem...... In my heart, I am still a person in the yang world and a moral code in the yang world, and this kind of thing cannot be done. Ye Fan saw the other party's eyes creepy.

He talked to the other party about the meridian problems of those men, hoping to discuss it with Meng Xiaotong.

"This is impossible, our cultivation in Nahe Village is the "Forgetting Love Technique", although it is not as good as the top ten martial arts in the underworld, but it is also the number one in the entire underworld. How could something go wrong? Moreover, the population growth of our village has not been a problem. Meng Xiaotong shook her head, the people in this village have been cultivating the "Forgetting Love Technique" for so long, and nothing has ever happened, she will not doubt this.

Ye Fan said: "I'm just guessing, you have to understand that fertility refers to the quality of sperm ~ seeds, which is two times different from the function of men." ”

"Is this the judgment of the Duren Sutra?" Meng Xiaotong asked strangely.

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "No...... Because it's not technically a disease. How do I describe it? It's like a man who is very strong and powerful in this area, but meets a woman who is more powerful and more demanding than him. So it led to the dissatisfaction of the woman's needs. ”

"Duren Sutra" is a medical work, strictly speaking, these people are not sick, and there is no problem in that regard, when they go to the yang world, maybe they are all fierce men who do not fall with golden guns. But compared to the women of Nai He Village, they are more like a bottomless pit, and this comparison, the gap comes out.

"Snort...... You men, it's useless, it's useless, and you put the blame on us women. Meng Xiaotong waved his hand: "If you want to play, you can play by yourself, I'm not interested in this." ”

"Don't, think about it, if I develop some medicine, it will also promote harmony in our community......

"Yes, you can still take advantage of this to make a lot of money, that's my people, you hit them with your idea?" Meng Xiaotong rolled his eyes.

Ye Fan grabbed Meng Xiaotong and said with a smile: "What is your village in the underworld? How nice is it that you're my partner, and you've made money and come back to build your hometown?"

Meng Xiaotong pursed her lips, if it was before, her eyes would definitely be shining, but now it is different, her body is as intact as ever, she is not interested in making money, and she values cultivation more.

"I'm not interested in this now, I'll take you to play something else, and you don't care about making money all day long, it's all a small way. In the underworld, cultivation represents everything. Meng Xiaotong suddenly remembered something: "I originally planned to take you there tomorrow, so let's go now." ”

Ye Fan followed Meng Xiaotong and walked out, walking and walking, and walked out of Nai He Village, in front of which was a dark forest, which looked a little crazy.