Because of the presence of Fahai, a Buddhist disciple, Master Wei hurriedly sent someone to tell the cook to remake a table of fasting banquets.

Fahai repeatedly excused himself, and the cultivators were not greedy for the desire of the tongue, and a little coarse tea and light rice was enough.

But the old man of the Wei family refused to live or die, and the implication was that if he neglected the distinguished guests, he would be poked in the backbone and said that there was no tutor in the future.

In order to reassure the other party, Fahai had no choice but to accept this kindness.

After the meal, after the tea, the crowd of idle people was dispersed, and Wei Yuanqing suddenly showed a sad look.

"Elder mercy, please be sure to save my child's life. ”

After that, he was about to kneel down when he pushed the gold mountain and poured the jade pillar.

"Master Wei Shi has something to say, if it is within the scope of his ability, the little monk should do his best to help. ”

Waving a mana to wrap around Wei Yuanqing's figure, Fahai hurriedly stood up from the Taishi's chair, polite, but he didn't boast about Haikou.

The art of disgust is not cultivated, and it is often the sacrifice of the caster of the spell with his own flesh and blood, inviting the lives of extraterritorial demons and bad people.

Although it is not as good as the ordinary Dao technique, it is difficult to find out the source of the curse once it is tricked.

Even if his cultivation is as advanced as him, he doesn't dare to talk too much without thoroughly checking Wei Zixiu's condition.

"Little Elder, listen to me......"

Wiping the wetness from the corners of his eyes, the old man surnamed Wei informed Fahai of all this.

The specific situation is roughly the same as what the scholar said before, probably Wei Zixiu's temperament changed suddenly after he showed off his talents in the exam, not to mention that he was like a crazy demon, and he bit people whenever he met them, and he couldn't see the slightest trace of the elegant and easy-going shadow of the past.

In desperation, the old man of the Wei family had to order his subordinates to tie him up with a rope, and then send someone to guard it strictly, and he was the doctor and medicine of Manxuanping City.

It's just a basket of medicinal soup in the stomach, and the house is filled with an unpleasant smell of medicine, but Wei Zixiu's situation still hasn't improved in the slightest.

Desperate, Wei Yuanqing pinned his hopes on asking for Buddha again.

The monks and Taoists who boasted of being masters of Taoism were beaten out in several waves, and even the monks from Baiyan Temple also advised him to make plans early and take care of the aftermath after finishing the Dharma.

Just when Master Wei was about to despair, one night, a mysterious woman with a half-veiled mask suddenly appeared in his study.

The other party claimed that there were means to make the eldest prince of the Wei family temporarily regain his senses, but this secret method could only last for three years, and it was very likely to cause a big change in his temperament.

But where would Master Wei, who was already desperate, care about this, and immediately agreed to give the other party a try.

After the woman made a three-year contract with Master Wei, she entered Wei Zixiu's room alone.

It is also strange to say, Wei Yuanqing, who witnessed the other party enter his son's room, and Wei Yuanqing, who had been guarding the door all night, waited for the day to open the door again, but found that except for his baby son who was lying on the couch and sleeping, the mysterious woman was suddenly gone.

Master Wei, who found that Wei Zixiu had recovered his senses, did not make a statement, and simply lied that it was the practice of the senior monk of Baiyan Temple who saved his son's life, and then offered a thousand taels of silver as a tribute to show his gratitude.

The monks of Baiyan Temple, who were confused, saw that they had real money and silver income, how could they care if it was their own credit or not, and they were ecstatic to accept it all at the moment, and even shamelessly publicized Wei Zixiu's affairs everywhere and put gold on their faces.

As the days passed, although his son's personality had changed drastically, Wei Yuanqing never blamed him too much because of his distress and indebtedness.

Anyway, the Wei family has a big business, and it is more than enough to feed a loser.

As for inheriting the family business, isn't there a second child?

But as the three-year covenant gradually approached, and the mysterious woman disappeared for a long time, Master Wei slowly began to get anxious again.

Now when he saw Fahai's immortal method of crossing the river without wetting the corners of his clothes, he was shocked, and he immediately pinned all his hopes on him.

Knowing what had happened, Fahai pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke.

"Can you bother the donor to summon the noble son in, and let the poor monk check his body so that he can make up his mind again?" ”

In this regard, Master Wei has nothing to do.

With a deep snort, the old steward who was guarding outside went to tell the eldest son to call, and the two sat in the hall and waited patiently.

After a while, a handsome boy walked in, but at first glance, he destroyed the harmony of this artistic conception.

"I said Dad, why did you call me over, I was going to go out for a walk to kill my strength!"

But his face was full of impatience.

Master Wei's face sank, and when he saw that he was about to have a seizure again, he was afraid that Fahai was sitting on the side, so he had to reluctantly put away his anger and put on a kind appearance.

"Cheng'er, come over and let this little elder Fahai take a good look at your body. ”

"I said that I wasn't sick, and he didn't have any hair, what can I check out, Dad, you won't be old and foolish, and you were deceived by him, right?"

With a sneer, Wei Zixiu's face was full of ridicule, and the folding fan in his hand was also leisurely knocked on the palm of his hand.

"Bastard, how do you talk to the little elder?!"

As soon as Master Wei slapped the coffee table, he was about to vent his anger.

"Wait, Lord Wei Shi is a little restless, the little monk has already checked the physical condition of your son. ”

Stopping Wei Yuanqing, who was about to find something and smash his head and face, Fa Hai said solemnly.

"This ...... The little elder wants to stop taking a closer look?"

Now even Wei Yuanqing feels that Fahai is a little unreliable.

"There is no need to do this, the Buddha has a heavenly eye, and I only need to see the deity to be familiar with everything. It's like Lord Wei Shi, because you broke your right leg when you were young, and later although you got the Xinglin Holy Hand even if you were boneless, you still have a back disease, and it is very easy for old injuries to recur on rainy days, and the pain in the affected area is difficult to stop, but?"

The young monk smiled slightly, waiting for the other party to confirm it.

"How did the little elder find out?!"

Master Wei had a ghostly look on his face, the people who knew about this matter were now the only two people in the house, he and the old housekeeper, and the other party should have no reason to know about it.

"Amitabha~"

Fahai smiled but said nothing.

"Don't hurry up and thank the little elder!"

If you can't react this time, maybe you really met a master in the game world, and even this appearance is very likely to be the product of the other party's rejuvenation, Wei Yuanqing simply found a piece of tofu and died.

At that moment, the old man Wei didn't care whether his rebel son was willing or not, and kicked him on the crook of his foot to force him to kneel, urging angrily.

And Wei Zixiu is also hard, that is, he is reluctant to bow his head by holding his neck.

Seeing this, the corners of Fahai's mouth raised, and he was caught off guard and pointed at his eyebrows.

"Well, I'll help you again. ”

A little bit of golden light, invaded the sea of knowledge, turned into a sharp blade, and strangled all kinds of demonic qi derived.

And Master Wei, who was about to raise his throat with a heart, just wanted to stop it, but suddenly found that on his son's face, the rebellious meaning slowly receded, and a trace of clarity appeared in his eyes for a long time.

"City ...... The city?"

When Fahai withdrew his hand, Master Wei quickly grabbed Wei Zixiu's arm and trembled tentatively.

"The child is not filial, which makes the father worried!"

Kowtowed heavily on the ground, Wei Zixiu didn't say much, but he had already burst into tears.

Afterwards, Wei Zixiu saluted Fahai respectfully.

"Student Wei Zixiu, thank you to the little elder, the grace of the elder for recreation, I will not dare to forget it in this life and this life!"

Raising his hand to stop Wei Yuanqing's act of thanks, Fahai coughed lightly.

"I'm only temporarily suppressing the evil qi in his brain, and if I want to be completely cured, I need to use my mana to warm his soul. ”

"Then I wonder when the elder will be able to do it?"

Don't care about being rude, Wei Yuanqing couldn't wait to interject.

"Tomorrow is the day it will be. ”

Glancing meaningfully at the father and son, Fahai slowly considered it and opened his mouth.

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