After the wind rose, two people ran up from downstairs, a man and a woman.

The woman looked like she was twenty-three or four-year-old, with heavy makeup and scantily clad clothes.

The man is black and not slippery, only 1.6 meters tall, like a monkey.

The man glanced at the table and said in a strange tone, "My spell has been broken." ”

He spoke in a thin voice, spoke Chinese very immaturely, and raised a few keys at the beginning and end of sentences, sounding very feminine.

"Bicha, didn't you say that no one could break your spell? Rubbish! The apprentice taught by Zheng Yi is not good at learning, and he has cured my little niece, he deserves to die, I don't care, you can find a way for me! The woman said sharply, very spicy.

"I ran out of hair last time," Bicha explained, gesturing to the table.

"Hehe, if you can't help it, you can go back to Thailand for my mother, and brag to me about how good you are, such a normal person can't die, I still expect you to make a lot of money to support me?!" The woman stepped on the sky and walked downstairs.

Bicha's face was cold, and he couldn't tell if it was black or not, and he shouted in a resentful tone: "I'll go to him again in the next two days, and I will definitely kill him and give you an explanation." ”

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Zheng Yi looked at the glass ballast in a daze, and was speechless with Qin Tian for a while.

"Ahem, uncle, I've got an injection." Qin Tian sneered and pulled out the two ground needles inserted in Zheng Yi's shoulder.

Zheng Yi shook his shoulders, shook his neck, and said in a deep voice: "It's really, it's a lot better, I'm not coughing anymore now, you help me up and try~"

Qin Tian helped him up and walked around the house twice with him in his arms.

The door was pushed open, and Zheng Liguo and the other three walked in with a few pockets containing food.

Seeing that his father got out of bed, Zheng Liguo jumped two steps forward and complained: "Dad, you have a good rest, don't get old and get angry." ”

"I'm not pregnant, and I'm afraid of having a fetal gas? I haven't read a few stinky boy books, but this nonsense-filled ability is much better than mine. Zheng Yi replied in a good mood.

"Dad, your face is much better." Zheng Liguo said.

Zheng Yi glanced at Qin Tian, "You classmate is amazing, I seem, okay." ”

"Uncle has a good way of maintaining health, even if you don't have me, you will be fine in a few days." Qin Tian said.

"Dad, are you sure? Why don't we stay for two more days and check a few more? Zheng Liguo worried.

Zheng Yi waved his hand, "I can check it myself." ”

I saw that his feet were shoulder-width apart, his knees were slightly bent at an angle of nearly ninety, his buttocks were retracted and upturned, his back arched like a fish with his chest and abdomen, his hands were slowly raised to be perpendicular to his chest, his hands were thirty centimeters apart, and there seemed to be an oval sphere in the middle of his arms.

The chin is tucked in the back of the neck, the eyes are slightly closed to reveal the slightest rays of light, and the top of the head is half tense like a line hanging in the air.

Then he took a deep breath, held his breath, and after three or five minutes, his face was slightly red, and he shivered slightly, and let out a hot breath.

Qin Tian watched his movements curiously, only to feel that Zheng Yi in front of him was a little more calm and a little more intense, the qi and blood in his whole body seemed to be mobilized, and the vitality and health of the whole person were no worse than that of young people.

"Huh~~~" Zheng Yi gathered his momentum and got up, and blew out a long breath that was almost as powerful as a dam opening and a steel furnace uncovering, which was both long and powerful.

"Well, it's good." Zheng Yi shook his body and said briskly.

"Dad, are you okay with self-examination? Hun Yuan pile, you have been standing for more than 20 years, to be honest, I don't think it's any use. Zheng Liguo pouted.

"Go and go, stand on the pile to nourish qi and blood, do you see that I have been sick all these years? It's that you're a young man, lazy and fat, and you still don't want to practice it, it's really blind to my genes. ”

Unable to see that Zheng Yi was quite a poisonous snake, Qin Tian couldn't help but smile and asked, "Is there anything special about Uncle Zheng's station?" It really works. ”

Zheng Yi's face was overjoyed, and there was a sense of excitement that he had met his bosom friend, "Let's go home first, you stay here for a few more days, and I will teach you." ”

Qin Tian saw that he was indeed fine, so he went to the hospital with him to go through the discharge procedures.

The money for medicine didn't matter much, but the glass lost hundreds.

Fortunately, after the body was well raised, everyone didn't care, took a van, and the five of them returned to the camel health room.

As soon as he walked to the vermilion gate, Zheng Liguo's mother's high-pitched voice sounded inside the door, but there was a little more flattery and apology in the voice.

"I'm really sorry to cause so much trouble to your children, how much do you think we should pay?"

Zheng Yi immediately rushed in with a nervous face, and Qin Tian and the four of them also followed.

On the stone bench under the apricot tree on the right side of the front yard sat a dark foreigner, and Zheng Liguo's mother stood next to him talking with a smile.

The foreigner didn't pay attention, just looked around indifferently, and his body tightened, and he slowly leaned down, grabbed something on the ground, and said in his mouth: "It's not about money, you know, my niece is the treasure of our family." ”

Zheng Yi stepped forward and laughed a few times elegantly, "Hello sir, you are the child's parent, right?" I'm Zheng Yi, and I'm really sorry about that. ”

The foreigner stared at Zheng Yi solemnly, "I recognize you, Zheng Yi, right?" My name is Bichapaon, and I'm the uncle of the vines. ”

He swept Zheng Yi up and down, and then glanced at the four Qin Tian who followed Zheng Yi in, and his eyes were very confused for a while.

Zheng Yi was furious by his cold sunshine, and he secretly thought to himself that this foreigner came out of a barbarian land, looking at people and talking, it was too impolite, and he looked so ugly, I really couldn't understand how my dignified Chinese girl would want to marry him.

Despite thinking so, he still smiled and said, "I don't know what Mr. Bicha came to think of when he came to us?" ”

Bicha stood up, and in front of Zheng Yi, who was dignified and tall-looking, he showed seven points of rickety and three points of obscenity, and he said with his hands behind his back: "Just come and see, take a look." ”

After saying that, he walked straight out the door, and halfway through, a white and slender palm crossed in front of him.

"Mr. Bicha doesn't seem to understand the meaning of my Chinese, see and take are two words." Qin Tian pointed at his tightly clenched right hand and said contemptuously.

Bichapaon straightened up, his narrow eyes narrowed into a slit, and a vicious cold light revealed from the slit that covered Qin Tian.

After a long time, he suddenly laughed and stretched out his right hand, "What to take?" ”

His small black palms were viscous with sweat, and some things that I didn't know if they were mud or sweat stains were crowded together and dirty, so those short black hairs couldn't be distinguished.

Qin Tian smiled and took out a piece of tissue paper from his pocket and covered it on his palm.

Frowning, Qin Tian forcibly endured his nausea and wiped it fiercely, "Your hands are dirty." ”

The corners of Bicha's mouth piled up with a strange smile, and his tone was cold, "Thank you." ”

The stain on his palm was wiped clean, and a small tattoo was tattooed at the base of his palm.

It's a doll, and the smile is cold. xh:.74.240.212