After Song Yan and Su Huiyun talked, they began to ponder the problem of the source of goods. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are three rough stone fields in Xiangcheng.

Red Leaf Villa is Fu Qingfeng's industry, if he buys all the rough stones with jadeite, it will definitely have an impact on Fu Qingfeng's business, so he can't go there to buy rough stones.

Then there is the Dafa Stone Field, after he swept the goods last time, he must have been discovered by their boss, and he should be on their blacklist, and it should be impossible to sweep the goods like last time.

In the end, only the Red Star Stone Field remained.

There are many dragons and snakes here, although there are many rough stones, but the quality is not high, so it is also excluded.

Thinking of this, he turned on his computer and entered the source of the rough stone.

After clicking on a few link bars, Song Yan found that ninety percent of the rough stones in China were imported from Heidian.

Moreover, most of the rough stone mines in Heidian are controlled by warlords, and these warlords generally choose to cooperate with major domestic jewelry and jade merchants, so the share of rough stones is basically in the hands of major jewelry groups.

The remaining 10% was also eaten by other small and medium-sized jewelry and jade dealers and gambling places in China.

Therefore, the only way to get a large number of rough stones is to buy them on the Heidian market.

The Heidian Public Plate is co-chaired by several warlords of Heidian and is held on June 18 every year, with a total of one week.

"It seems that it is necessary to go to the country of Heidian!" Song Yan said secretly.

At this moment, Leng Xue's voice suddenly came from downstairs, "Who are you?"

Song Yan's heart moved, turned on the perspective supernatural power, and looked, and found that in the courtyard of the villa, the two women were confronting a man who was dressed in ordinary clothes and ordinary appearance, but his eyes were vicissitudes.

"It's him!"

Song Yan couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and hurriedly got up and walked downstairs.

After more than 20 days, Song Yan already had no expectations for subduing the other party, but he didn't expect the other party to come to the door.

"Leng Xue, Leng Frost, you retreat first!" Song Yan strode into the courtyard and said to the two beautiful bodyguards.

"Young Master, this person is very dangerous!" Leng Xue reminded.

"Don't worry, he's not an enemy, it's my friend!" Song Yan waved his hand.

Hearing Song Yan's explanation, the two got out of the way, but they still did not let their guard down.

Song Yan looked at the man and said with a smile: "You are finally here, I thought you wouldn't come!"

"When are you going to heal my wife? Xiangshan asked straight to the point.

Song Yan said briskly: "Bring your wife here, you can do it now." ”

"Good!"

Xiangshan's figure flickered, and he disappeared into the courtyard of the villa, and when he saw the cold snow and frost, his face became extremely heavy, although they had joined forces to kill the master of the Innate Sevenfold, but they were sure that even if they joined forces, they would not be this man's opponent.

After about ten minutes, Xiangshan went and returned, only to have a skinny, sallow-faced, and comatose woman in his arms.

"Follow me!"

Song Yan didn't talk nonsense, took Xiangshan to an empty room upstairs, pointed to the bed, and motioned for him to put his wife on the bed.

"Now you can go out, you are not allowed to come in without my permission!" Song Yan continued: "By the way, remember to close the door when you go out. ”

"Please, as long as you can cure my wife, even if you let me be a bumper horse, you are willing!" Xiangshan bowed deeply to Song Yan, then walked out of the room and closed the door.

Seeing this, Song Yan couldn't help but sigh a little, and his eyes fell on the face of Xiangshan's wife.

The other party's appearance is not beautiful, and she now has sallow skin and skinny, and she looks very ugly.

What kind of woman does a congenital eightfold master in Xiangshan want to get, but he is willing to be a bumper horse for her.

Is Xiangshan too infatuated, or is this woman ......

Collecting his mind, Song Yan opened the perspective supernatural power.

Her meridians are almost exhausted, her heartbeat rate is only three times a minute, and her muscles are on the verge of necrosis, her blood is black, and she is almost about to coagulate, but it should be Xiangshan who has been massaging her with true qi for a long time, so that her muscles can delay necrosis.

It can be said that her condition has been so bad that she could die at any time.

"In this case, even the world's famous doctors can't treat her!" Song Yan said secretly, but he wondered in his heart, if he didn't have the means of life divine light, could he cure her with Eastern medicine?

After some thought, Song Yan deduced a treatment step in his mind, but the probability of success was less than two percent, and it also needed the assistance of many precious medicinal materials that were almost extinct.

Shaking his head, Song Yan raised his hand and clasped Xiangshan's wife's wrist, urging the divine light of life.

With the activation of the divine light of life, under Song Yan's perspective, he found that the other party's muscles grew rapidly, the meridians that were about to wither also recovered quickly, and the heart that almost stopped beating began to beat like a normal person.

"Hmm!"

A weak and inaudible snort came from the mouth of Xiangshan's wife, and Song Yan hurriedly hit her black sweet, causing her to fall into a deep sleep.

At this moment, a large amount of dirt poured out of her skin.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, Song Yan even found that the other party had pulled a pile of black stool into his pants.

"Nima!"

The stench in the room was even stronger, and Song Yan never dreamed that this would happen.

Hurriedly pushed open the window to allow air to circulate, and even then, he found the smell in the room unbearable.

It lasted for about ten seconds, and the pores of the other person's skin stopped pouring dirt.

Song Yan, who wanted to delay a little longer, decided not to delay, quickly opened the door, and said to Xiangshan who was standing outside the door: "Your wife's illness has been cured, but it will take a while to wake up, and besides, she has a lot of impurities discharged from her body, and the task of cleaning her will be handed over to you!"

After explaining, Song Yan left quickly, it was not that he was hypocritical, but that it did smell bad.

However, Xiangshan rushed into the room without hesitation when he heard Song Yan's words, and his eyes fell on his wife who was like being fished out of a mud pool on the bed.

Then, he reached out and clasped his wife's dirty wrist, and as soon as he vomited his true anger, he entered her body, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the almost necrotic muscles and depleted meridians had returned to the level of a normal person.

Suddenly, he was both surprised and shocked.

I am happy that my wife is finally better, and I am surprised by Song Yan's treatment methods, in fact, he didn't have much expectation when he brought his wife to Song Yan, after all, his wife's situation, as long as someone who knows a little bit of medical skills, knows that it is hopeless!

About twenty minutes passed.

Song Yan ordered Lengshuang to send a set of clothes up.

After another ten minutes, Xiangshan and his wife walked down the stairs holding hands.

Seeing Song Yan sitting on the sofa, he walked quickly in front of him with his wife, and knelt down in unison: "Engong, please accept Xiangshan!"

In this regard, Song Yan was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "There is no need to call Engong, after all, I also have conditions to save your wife, please get up!"