Chapter 32: The Brain Is in Water
As a last resort, he somewhat believed what the old man said, and Yuru was really evil. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoSince scientific treatment doesn't work, why not try this non-scientific method?
"Dongpeng, I didn't let you come with me, if you feel that you are not suitable to come here, you can go back at any time. Your sister-in-law has been tossed by various hospitals for the past five years, but are those useful?"
On the way here, the younger brother kept chattering, and his patience was running out. At this time, his tone had cooled down, and his face was a little gloomy.
"But brother, this prayer to God and worship Buddha is even more unreliable! In the past two years, you have traveled all over China, and you have encountered some charlatans, and you have been disappointed again and again! Li Zhanhong, my brother, wake up! Sister-in-law is afraid that she will not be able to wake up!"
The two were followed by a very rugged-looking man, but he just followed closely behind the two and remained silent. It looks like a bodyguard or something.
Maybe it was because she had just experienced Wang Peixue waiting for her beloved young master and had no regrets for a hundred years, Yan Wan'er heard that this man was tired of running around in order to save his wife, but he worked hard. Her heart was faintly touched.
This earth may only be a mortal world, but it is also a place of affection and righteousness.
"Li Dongpeng, I warn you, if you dare to say this about your sister-in-law again, don't blame your brother for turning his face and not recognizing people!" Li Zhanhong reddened his eyes and glared at his younger brother viciously.
"Sell talismans, cure all diseases! The evil one, the unconscious one is effective......
A shout rang out just in time. It happened to be a middle-aged stall owner next to Yan Wan'er.
When Li Zhanhong, who was irritable, heard this, he suddenly rushed towards the stall with an arrow step like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw.
"This old brother, can your talisman really cure the unconscious?" Li Zhanhong's voice trembled, and his expression was uneasy, for fear that he would be happy again.
"Of course!" the middle-aged stall owner smiled sincerely.
Yan Wan'er turned to look at the middle-aged stall owner, sneering in her heart. There are both affectionate and righteous people in this world, and there will also be these people who forget their righteousness!
Throughout the ages, whether it is a mortal, a monk, or an immortal, most of them have been like this.
"Of course it's fake!" Yan Wan'er was expressionless, and her tone was light.
The middle-aged stall owner was just about to confess, but Yan Wan'er gave a cold look and floated over, which made the middle-aged stall owner shudder. The acquaintance did not speak.
"If you really want to save your wife, I can help you. After a pause, Yan Wan'er looked at the middle-aged stall owner's stall, with yellow watches, cinnabar, and millipens in a decent manner.
He took a few steps closer and asked, "Boss, how much does it cost to borrow once?"
"One hundred!" said the middle-aged stall owner, Lion. He was secretly annoyed, he didn't understand why he was bluffed by a little girl just now, and when he saw this girl come to ask, he was really sorry for himself if he didn't take the opportunity to make a profit!
"A hundred dollars, for you. ”
In fact, the middle-aged stall owner only sold fifty or sixty yuan for a talisman to death, and he just said that he wanted Yan Wan'er for 100 yuan, but he couldn't swallow the bad breath that his business was disturbed.
Unexpectedly, this girl stopped herself from earning fifty or sixty, and when she turned around, she brought herself a hundred yuan. And it's okay to come out to play and wear sunglasses, but I still wear a mask, I don't know if my brain is in water.
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