Because he recognizes this jade pendant!

It can even be said to be more familiar.

Because in the history of later generations, Wang Xiancheng, the head of Chongyang Palace he saw, carried such a jade pendant with him.

It was a serendipitous opportunity.

That time, for some reason, Wang Xiancheng accidentally lost the jade pendant, and at that time, he was a teacher and mobilized the people, and he did not hesitate to send the power to find the jade pendant for him.

It was time to face the invasion of the Trojan Federation. Under the current situation of the great enemy, Chongyang Palace, as an important member of the China Dao Alliance, suddenly had such a convulsion, which naturally attracted the attention of the China Dao Alliance, and asked Yang Chen, who was not yet an elder at that time, to go as a special envoy to inquire about the situation.

Then Yang Chen knew that the head of Chongyang Palace was actually fighting so much for such a jade pendant.

Fortunately, the jade pendant was quickly recovered, and there was no delay in preparing for the war. Otherwise, even if this Wang Xiancheng is the head of Chongyang Palace, he will be severely punished by the China Dao Alliance.

And this also caught Yang Chen's attention. He said it well, and finally asked Wang Xiancheng to let him see this jade pendant, he thought it was some kind of amazing magic weapon or something, but at a glance, it was an ordinary one that could not be more ordinary, the style was also ordinary, and the texture of the jade pendant was also very poor, and it belonged to the kind that could not be called jade no matter how almost it was.

Now, at most, it can be bought at a small vendor for a few dozen dollars. If you know how to bargain, you might be able to bargain for less than 20 yuan!

It was precisely because this jade pendant was so unworthy that the head of Chongyang Palace was so nervous that Yang Chen was particularly impressed.

Unexpectedly, now he actually saw this jade pendant again.

He was not mistaken, because although this jade pendant belonged to the cheap color of modern mechanical mass production, it had a green spot on its jade color. The shape of the green spot was exactly the same as what Yang Chen had seen in his later life.

Mass production, i.e. identical appearance. But jade is a natural material after all, and its material is not uniform. This is the shape of the green spot on the material, and it is also a unique mark, and it is impossible to make it exactly the same.

In other words, the jade pendant that Yang Chen saw in his later generations is definitely the same as the jade pendant now!

How could this not make Yang Chen secretly frightened?

You must know that Wang Xiancheng in the history of later generations and the current Wang Xiancheng's experience are fundamentally different things. How could they have come across the same jade pendant?

Could it be that Wang Xiancheng in later generations also had a period with this Xiaolan girl before?

Yang Chen knew that this possibility was basically 100 percent.

Looking at Xiaolan cautiously now, as if she was Wang Xiancheng of the whole world, Yang Chen sighed in his heart.

It seems that Wang Xiancheng and this Xiaolan girl are just destined fate. There was fate in the history of the previous life, even if this has been changed by Yang Chen now, Wang Xiancheng has experienced a completely different history, and he still has fate! This can only be said to be the arrangement of fate.

However, it seems that the ending between Wang Xiancheng and Xiaolan in the history of the previous life may not be too good.

On the one hand, as I said before, it is impossible for Xuanhong Zhenren to allow this Xiaolan girl, who is heavier than the sect in Wang Xiancheng's heart, to exist. On the other hand, with a serious illness like Miss Xiaolan, it seems that the medicine and healing magic of later generations will not be able to help, let alone modern medicine. In the history of later generations, there was no Yang Chen to help, and the death of this Xiaolan girl should be ironclad.

When thinking about the future generations, when Wang Xiancheng made a big move because of the jade pendant, Yang Chen could see that his expression when he saw the jade pendant was sad and sweet, and Yang Chen knew that there must be a sad past on this jade pendant.

Obviously, in later history, Wang Xiancheng should have met Xiaolan for some reason, and then whether Xiaolan died of illness or Xuanhong beat the mandarin duck with a real stick, anyway, this Xiaolan girl did not survive, leaving only a jade pendant for Wang Xiancheng as a souvenir.

But now, with my own intervention, maybe the situation will be different. I hope these two people can have a good future.

Yang Chen thought to himself.

"Yang Chen, what's wrong, what kind of illness does Xiaolan have?"

Wang Xiancheng asked anxiously.

He also knows a thing or two about this great rejuvenation technique, and he doesn't dare to say that it can cure all diseases, but most diseases can be effective, at least it can alleviate the condition.

can look at Xiaolan's appearance, even if it is a big rejuvenation technique, there seems to be no way.

So how can we get better?

Is there really no way?

When Yang Chen packaged and sold the spirit talisman technology and advertised it with a Ganlin Zeshi talisman, Wang Xiancheng had already "disappeared" and did not know about the existence of this Ganlin Zeshi talisman. In his opinion, the Great Rejuvenation Technique is already the strongest healing method in existence.

The Great Rejuvenation Technique was useless, which almost made Wang Xiancheng desperate.

Now the situation in the metaphysical world, the refining weapon is declining, and alchemy is a little stronger than the refining weapon, and it is not much stronger. Everyone's alchemy level is not very good, maybe the refined pill is considered an elixir in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of the monks in the metaphysical world, it is useless.

For a disease like Xiaolan, which is ineffective in the Great Rejuvenation Technique, judging from the current level of alchemy in the metaphysical world, it is almost impossible to refine an elixir that can cure the disease.

The Great Rejuvenation Technique is ineffective, and there is little hope for alchemy, what else can Wang Xiancheng do except despair?

"This ......" Yang Chen looked at him like that, but in just half a day, he was already a lot haggard, and he was also sympathetic in his heart, and shook his head: "It's not clear what the disease is, but it should belong to the kind of disease that makes the human body fail." No cause has been found. But don't worry, the Great Rejuvenation Technique is ineffective, and I will find a way to draw you a Ganlin Zeshi Talisman to see. ”

"Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu?" Wang Xiancheng's eyes lit up suddenly: "Is it the legendary Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu?" Yang Chen, will you?"

Yang Chen smiled bitterly: "Didn't you inquire about what I did some time ago? I was at the preaching conference of Wufeng Temple some time ago, but I bought out the copyright of the Ganlin Zeshi Fu technology to the Zhengyi Lingbao Sect, and I also used up a Ganlin Zeshi Fu on the spot, do you think I will?"

Wang Xiancheng laughed dryly: "That...... Didn't I always worry about Xiaolan and have no intention of doing anything else? However, with Gan Lin Ze Shifu, I believe that Xiaolan's illness will definitely be cured!"

But Yang Chen was not as optimistic as him, so he had no choice but to say: "Maybe." However, at least Xiaolan's illness can be greatly improved, which should be certain. ”

"That's good, that's good......"

Saying that, Wang Xiancheng's gaze fell on Xiaolan again, and all his attention was completely focused on her, as for everything in the outside world, it was regarded as non-existent.

Yang Chen called him twice, and seeing that he didn't answer, he shook his head with a wry smile, and gave up.

By this time, it was already dark, and the workers had finally returned from the construction site. For a moment, the shack area outside began to become noisy.

Then there was a sound of footsteps coming towards him, and before he could reach the hut, he let out a burst of exclamation.

"Why is there so much moss outside this hut all at once?"

The middle-aged man's voice on the phone rang anxiously: "Oh no! Miss Xiaolan is still inside......

Then I heard the chaotic footsteps of him and a few others coming towards the hut.

"Little Lan Gu ......"

As soon as the middle-aged man came in, he saw Yang Chen and the two of them, and immediately looked at the two of them vigilantly: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

This middle-aged man is a typical migrant worker. He was wearing a dirty black jacket and covered in dust. His hair is a little gray, his back is a little hunched, his face is covered with wrinkles caused by the hard work of the outdoors, and he has the kind of humble smile that is common to people at the bottom of society.

Now his face was already tense. Because of life, he has no confidence, nor does he have the courage to bravely fight crime. But out of the kindness in his heart, although he was a little cringe, he still insisted on standing there, his whole body crumbling tightly, and he wanted to ask Yang Chen and the others about their intentions.

The few workers behind him are about the same age, and some are younger, with the vicissitudes of life on their faces, as well as honest expressions.

At this time, a worker who was about the same age as a middle-aged man, wearing cheap camouflage clothes and rubber shoes, took a closer look at Wang Xiancheng, who was now devoted to Xiaolan, and sighed, pulling the middle-aged man: "Isn't that the young man who used to be with Xiaolan?"

The middle-aged man looked over carefully, recognized it, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be Xiao Wang." You said that you are a son, there will be no news when you go, but you will make our Xiaolan and others miserable......"

What else did he want to say, but Wang Xiancheng turned a deaf ear at all, just hugged Xiaolan and carefully wiped the stains on her face that were not at all.

Seeing this, Yang Chen hurriedly came over, and didn't want people to disturb him, so he said to the middle-aged man: "My name is Yang Chen, and I am a friend of Xiao Wang." Uncle's surname?"

As he spoke, he took out a pack of unopened soft China from his pocket and gave it to a few people.

He is a non-smoker. This time, I thought that these workers here should be used to smoking, so I bought a pack of soft China.

A few people were a little restrained and smoked, but they didn't smoke, and first clamped their ears to them.

"Your surname is Wu, your name is Wu Chenggang, call me old Wu, uncle really can't afford to be a ......" The middle-aged man hurriedly smoked, with a shy smile on his face, put the cigarette to his nose and took a deep breath, as if intoxicated by the aroma of tobacco: "Good guy, soft China, I have never smoked it in my life, and today is a blessing for the big boss of Toyang...... Come on, sit and sit ......"

Saying that, he hurriedly wiped his sleeve vigorously on the black plastic stool and invited Yang Chen to sit on it.

Yang Chen's clothes are not too expensive, but for the rich and noble, for these lowest-level migrant workers, it is very rich and noble, and it is inevitable that he will be enthusiastic when he looks like a rich boss.

Yang Chen was not too dirty, sat down with his ass, and talked with a few people. In the small shack, it was lively for a while.

It turned out that they were all migrant workers from the same village, and when they were working here, they met Xiaolan, a begging girl. Everyone is a fallen person at the end of the world, and they also take care of Xiaolan. It's just that their financial ability is limited, and Xiaolan is seriously ill, but she can't help it, so she can only help as much as she can. Some time ago, Wang Xiancheng was rescued by Xiaolan, if it weren't for their help, there was really no way.

Yang Chen was naturally very grateful to them, and took out a large handful of cash to thank them before taking out a handful. At this time, the workers showed a high sentiment, obviously living in a very bad state, but none of them asked for Yang Chen's thanks, at most some hesitated, but in the end they all refused.

Yang Chen thought that it was better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, these workers were kind, and they didn't want to give money directly, so it was better to give them a hand, so he proposed: "Since everyone doesn't want my heavy thanks, I won't force it." However, I'm also a boss, and everyone knows that. ”

Speaking of this, several workers glanced at each other and laughed.

"So, you're all working on construction sites, aren't you?"

A few people nodded.

"There's a project under construction there. This project is my own, but I have contracted it to another construction company. I think a few people are also good, and they must be down-to-earth and willing to work on the construction site, so it's better to go to work on my side. Who is it for? I can rest assured that you guys. The salary is 200 yuan a day, and the salary is settled every day. ”

"Two hundred?" Several workers suddenly widened their eyes and became short of breath. In 2010, the salary of 200 yuan a day was really good, and it can even be said to be quite good. For them, they can earn 6,000 a month, even those who are literate and sit in the office, they are not necessarily taller than them, how can they not be excited?

"No, no, no, how can this work......" After reacting, they also knew that it was completely Yang Chen who hurriedly shirked it in order to thank them.

Yang Chen said: "You don't have to excuse yourself. First of all, there is an element of thanking everyone in this activity, but it is not exactly. It's more about the price of everyone's labor. Because this project is very important to me, it must be of good quality. This outsourcing to another company, after all, is not your own company, which is somewhat uneasy. Everyone went to work on the one hand, and on the other hand, they also helped me keep an eye on the point, so that I could rest assured. I'll give you my phone number and come to me directly if you have any questions. Rest assured, this money is nothing compared to the loss caused to me by the poor quality of the project, and I am willing to pay this money!"

Several co-workers looked at each other again, hesitating whether to agree.

"That's it! Everyone goes to me, two hundred dollars a day!"

Yang Chen made the final decision.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside: "What two hundred yuan a day?"

Then someone broke in very unceremoniously.

Wu Chenggang's face changed when he saw it.