"Your son is sick, it should be accurate to say that the father of this little girl (Xiaoci) is sick, and you want to save him." Ye Fan looked at the old man in front of him and said.

As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, the old man's calm Gujing Wubo's face suddenly sparkled, surging waves, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at Ye Fan with blazing eyes.

"Xiaoci's father is indeed sick, and there is no way to do it in the name of the place all around, so the old man dragged his body around to visit the divine doctor, but the divine doctor told me that Xiaoci's father is not sick!" The old man paused and looked at Ye Fan, this was a temptation, to test whether the person in front of him was the answer in the mouth of the divine doctor.

"Well, it's true that I'm not sick, just cursed! It's also the so-called head lowering! Ye Fan indifferently answered the answer that the old man wanted.

This answer made the old man's whole body tremble, and the skin on his face trembled like water waves! (Figuratively, it is an electric motor buttocks)

The old man looked at the young man in front of him, at this time in his heart was no less than the atomic bomb explosion, until now, if you can't be sure that the young man in front of him is a real master, then more than 60 years have lived on a dog, Ye Fan, this young man is not the Ye Qianlong just now who can be compared by blind guessing, because the word curse (head lowering) is not something that can be known by opening his mouth.

"That's right, the miracle doctor I know told me that he can easily cure the diseases in the human body, but this kind of spell that belongs to the superhuman range is not something that he can solve as a mortal, he told me that I need to find a master who is hidden in the city!"

"For this reason, I also asked the divine doctor, hoping that the divine doctor could help introduce the master, but the divine doctor told me that everything depends on fate, and if you go to the vast sea of people to find it, you will definitely be able to find a master to heal your Xiaoci father."

"With my old face and a little thin face, I did find several masters, but the masters left immediately after seeing Xiaoci's father, and they all left a sentence, the person who bowed his head to my son is a great person, and they don't want to offend that master for a little money."

The old man told the ins and outs of the matter in one breath.

"The old man only has two sons, one son is weaker than my old bones, and the youngest son who can carry the big responsibility is now sick!!"

"Xiaoci's father is sick now, is it really the fate of a white-haired person to send a black-haired person? What sin have I committed that God wants to torture me like this? ”

The old man's voice was hoarse, his majestic eyes began to soften, and the two sons stared at his heart like two thorns.

"Old Li, you are a noble person, what did you do 30 years ago, you have forgotten?" Ye Fan asked.

"30 years ago?" The old man's voice sank, and there were indeed one or two things from 30 years ago that he would never forget.

"You've remembered it now, yes, those one or two! Do you want me to point it out? Ye Fan raised his finger and glanced at the already flawless skin, the scar on his thumb that had been scratched through the skin when he was a child had completely disappeared in the past few days.

"You...... You...... Can you guess what I'm thinking? The old man stammered in fright and looked at the young man in front of him, this young man who was just holding back his own glance just now, and he could see through what he was thinking.

The old man who had gone through the ups and downs instantly recovered the temperament of the superior (in a high position), and he had already thought of a situation that could explain the situation in front of him, that is, the young man in front of him was even more powerful than the fortune teller Ye Qianlong he had just now! The kung fu of blind guessing and observing words and colors is even more powerful! Deeper Creation!

"Old man, can you be cranky and reliable? My blind kung fu is really not as good as Lao Ye (Ye Qianlong)......"

After Ye Fan finished speaking, the old man's whole eyes were about to bulge, this TM can really know what he is thinking in his heart!

It's scary!

It's really scary!

After living for a lifetime, I was suppressed for the first time!

"Also, don't think that I used to sit in the chair of the military region, I always like to have an official tone, I don't like people to talk to me in a domineering tone, I'm disgusted!" Ye Fan held back a glance at the old man and said.

The tone was very soft, but if the thunder in the old man's ears was heard, it was like the thunder of a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

It's okay to look at others, but it's not okay to look at me like this!

The old man took out a towel to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and was really frightened, and instantly fell from a fighter in the to a gelding who cut off his balls.

"When you were in power 30 years ago, you uprooted several feudal manors, and at that time you began to have a grudge!" Ye Fan didn't bother to worry about the old man who was fluctuating in his heart at this time, and continued.

"30 years ago, when you were in power, you eliminated several manors with the theory of confusing the people, feudal thoughts, and ghosts and gods, and used the people in these manors as chickens to kill chickens and show monkeys!" Ye Fan looked at the once powerful figure in front of him.

The old man's forehead was drenched in cold sweat again, drops were like raindrops, and he thought of those things 30 years ago, which was done very secretly, and no one knew that he was actually behind the scenes to guide all these activities to overthrow feudalism, and only the descendants of those manors knew some fragments.

Thinking of this, the old man suddenly stroked his mouth and his two lips were fighting with each other, and he suddenly stood up from the chair with his ass, and looked at Ye Fan with frightened eyes: "You...... You, you, you...... You...... Is it their descendant? ”

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "Elder Li, don't scold people, okay?" How could I be a descendant of those bedbugs of theirs, I could have killed a whole slap in the face. ”

Old Man Li put down his trembling fingers again, and then stared at Ye Fan for a long time, and found that Ye Fan really disdained the adjective of his descendant just now, and his heart suddenly calmed down.

"Luckily! You're not, or you're miserable! The old man sighed, whirring heavily, fortunately, this real fairy-like figure in front of him was not a person who had a relationship with 30 years ago.

The old man sat down slowly, re-grasped a cane, and said, "O iniquity! At that time, I was the first to be a young man, and I did do something I regretted, at that time, I believed in the way of Confucius and Mencius, and I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and I didn't think that this injustice was counted on my son! Why are they counted on my son's head, obviously I am the murderer! ”

The little girl with a ponytail next to the old man (Xiao Ci) gently stretched out her hand to comfort her grandfather, a pair of black and shining eyes from the disbelief just now, to the current doubt, in Xiao Ci's heart I don't want to believe that a person a few years older than herself will be a grandfather's long-distance master.

"Lao Li, your eldest son, a 35-year-old middle-aged man, is frail and sick and weak like an old man, and he is also sick!" Ye Fan looked at the old man in front of him and continued.

"What!! Was it also lowered by someone? The old man once again strung up from the chair and looked at Ye Fan in shock.

"Miao Jiang Gu worm, it's just that he is a small punishment and makes him suffer! It doesn't want his life, this kind of Gu worm is a life-sustaining Gu worm, that is, it eats the owner's vitality into its stomach and stores it, but this kind of Gu worm is mostly used for dying people who step into the coffin with half a foot, and they can live for a few more years! Ye Fan said.

"Why? Why do they torture my two sons so much, let me bear the sins I have done, but they want to torture my two children! The old man's mood fluctuated, his voice had been stumped, and a pair of sharp old eyes had been hazy with tears.

Ye Fan looked at the old man who was stalking, and he didn't know how to explain it, could it be that he told the old man that your power was too great, and the superhuman (monk) was not a fool, staring at a national cadre with a head and a face.

"Immortal master, you must have a way to save my two sons, right?" Old Man Li looked at Ye Fan with pleading eyes.

"I can, but I don't want to help your two sons!" Ye Fan said.

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(PS: Xiaoshu got up at five o'clock today to type, and finally finished a chapter now, readers and friends, ask for rewards, ask for tickets, smash Xiaoshu hard, smash a good result, Xiaoshu directly explodes.) ）