Zhang Lunbao said "Let's go", and the runes on the back of Fan Youwei's hand emitted a scarlet light for a while, and then bursts of black smoke rose up, forming a layer of heavy haze above Fan Youwei's head. The haze kept changing shapes, and finally there were figures in it.

"Bao Ye is here, don't want to hurt this son again!" Zhang Lunbao snorted, his horizontal eyebrows were as angry as King Kong, and then one hand still held Fan Youwei's wrist, and the other hand went directly into the haze, grabbed one of the figures in the air, and dragged the figure out of the haze with a sharp pull.

The figure struggled in Zhang Lunbao's hands, as if he wanted to escape from him, but Zhang Lunbao didn't give him this opportunity, he chanted a spell in his mouth, and with a fierce force in his hand, the black shadow slowly became obscene, and finally lost the figure, turning into a round cloud of smoke less than five inches in diameter, constantly rotating in the palm of his hand.

"Go back!" Zhang Lunbao let out a low cry again, and at the same time slammed the round smoke in his hand to the ground, the smoke touched the ground, silently, but it shattered into countless fine crumbs in an instant, and then slowly disappeared into the ground.

Zhang Lunbao didn't stop there, he continued to drag out the second figure from the haze in the same way and smashed it...... After going through no less than dozens of times, the haze finally became much shallow.

"No way!" At this moment, Zhang Lunbao suddenly muttered to himself, with exhaustion and pain in his tone. He let go of the hand that held Fan Youwei's wrist, and the remaining haze immediately turned into black smoke and flowed back to the back of Fan Youwei's hand, seeping into his body along the wound on the back of his hand. It wasn't until all the smoke flowed back into Fan Youwei's body that the wound on the back of his hand healed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, only a black rune mark was left on the back of Fan Youwei's hand. At first glance, it looks like a birthmark, but if you look closely, it looks more like a tattoo!

Zhang Lunbao looked at the rune in Fan Youwei's hand, sighed and shook his head, "Hey, I haven't worked for too long, and my Taoism has decreased!"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt weak, dizzy, his eyes were dark, cold sweat flowed, and he almost fell directly to the ground. Fortunately, after a stumble, he held on to the chair next to him, so as not to be a wolf.

"Are you okay?" Seeing this, Lin Danhong hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhang Lunbao, his eyes were concerned, but more to Fan Youwei on the bed.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Zhang Lunbao shook his head, trying to keep himself awake.

"Then, is that for him?" Hearing Zhang Lunbao say that he was fine, Lin Danhong immediately let go of his hand and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Fan Youwei, who was still in a coma at the moment.

Zhang Lunbao rolled his eyes, secretly complained in his heart, thinking that this girl is really upright, I said it's okay, it's really fine, and I won't care more about Uncle Ben! But he thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it, but forced out a smile and said: "This kid is blessed with a big life, and when he meets this treasure, he can't die, but there are really more things in his body, and he can't finish it for a while, and it will take some time to heal." Little girl, don't worry, as long as I have enough to eat every day, I will ensure that he will be cured!"

After listening to Zhang Lunbao's words, Lin Danhong really couldn't cry or laugh, and at this time, he still had the heart to joke, and he didn't forget to boast about it, and it was estimated that there was only this guy who called himself Baoye. But now she didn't have the heart to pay attention to this, and after a slight "um", she got up and prepared to cut off the water to wash Fan Youwei's face and wipe his hands.

"Girl, can you give it to Ben Baoye...... Can you get me two meat buns? I was a little hungry after that power consumption just now!" Seeing that Lin Danhong was about to go out, Zhang Lunbao hurriedly said, it is estimated that he has asked for something, and he doesn't even call himself Bao Ye. While talking, the belly sounded a few times in response to the occasion.

Lin Danhong glanced at him, frowned, and then just said the word "um". Then he walked out of the room, and after a few steps out, he heard the other party add in a loud voice: "Girl, the bun should have a thin skin and a big filling! There should be more meat, don't stuff it with vegetables!" Lin Danhong couldn't cry or laugh, thinking that this guy and Youwei are really a virtue! Then he went downstairs.

Zhang Lunbao sat slumped on the chair, looked at Fan Youwei quietly, and thought about the question he was wondering about, where did this kid provoke these things, it seems that they are thousands of years of resentment, which is really head-catching. Then he thought of the thousand-year-old white fox that Sanqing said, and the stewed soup should be delicious, right? If you don't roast it first, the bone stew soup is not bad! Thinking like this, his saliva almost didn't drip to the ground.

"Are you?" Just as Zhang Lunbao was out of his body, an old hoarse voice suddenly came from his ears, and he came back to his senses and saw an old Taoist priest standing in the room at some point.

"I'm your treasure!" Zhang Lunbao said unceremoniously.

Mu Yi rubbed his eyes and recognized that the person in front of him was the nervous person he met on the bus on the day, because Mu Yi was sleeping in the next room when Liu Huiying revealed the identity of this guy's ghost doctor to Sanqing and the others, so he didn't know about this stubble, and because of this, he had a sense of contempt for Zhang Lunbao, thinking that there was someone who was even more shameless than me? Am I really so unpretentious? Thinking of this, Mu Yi looked down at himself. Damn, it doesn't seem to be.

"I said, this old Taoist, how many taels do you have? Now it's not as easy to cheat as before, and now people are shrewd. ”

Seeing that Mu Yi didn't speak there, and didn't know what he was thinking, Zhang Lunbao threw out such a sentence coldly, almost didn't make Mu Yi angry, you only have a few taels, and your whole family only has a few taels!

"Hey, but I've seen a Taoist priest who doesn't have a master's demeanor than you, but he is the highest master in the world, haha!" Without waiting for Mu Yi to say anything, Zhang Lunbao said abruptly, and then sighed for some reason, looking like he had done something that he regretted very much.

"Fan, Fan Youwei is awake!" Mu Yi originally planned to come up with some unfathomable words to fight back against this person who didn't save face for himself at all, but he unexpectedly saw Fan Youwei on the bed understand, and instantly dispelled this thought, and all his attention was attracted by Fan Youwei.

Zhang Lunbao obviously cared about this, and after listening to Mu Yi's words, he immediately turned his head and glanced at the bed, and at this glance, he saw that Fan Youwei was struggling to open his eyes.

Zhang Lunbao breathed a long sigh of relief, "You kid has finally woken up! It seems that Uncle Ben is still not busy in vain!"

(I was so tired yesterday, so there was a stupid act of missing 153 chapters, I hope you understand, two 154 chapters, but the content is different.) Wake up early for the first chapter, for all of you who are still reading! Book Friends Group: 182371642)