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Xuanwu looked at the Fu Ling who walked out, and said in his heart: How could I not know your little thoughts.

Fu Ling walked slowly downstairs, and instead of going back to the lounge, he sat down at the bar, took out a bag of potato chips, and ate them one by one.

Mo Wei saw that Fu Ling had something on his mind, so he didn't dare to disturb and continued to read his medical book.

The two of them were silent like this, and after a while, Fu Ling said: "Mo Wei, you still need to be hard to strike iron!" ”

Mo Wei was puzzled when he heard this, and asked, "Little Sister Fu, what did you say?" ”

"Nothing." Fu Ling said, stood up, wanted to go to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water, and just took two steps, the door of the Chinese medicine hall was pushed open.

Fu Ling turned around and saw that it was Xiao Tong from the beef noodle restaurant, although Fu Ling was very annoyed, he still said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Tong is here!" ”

Xiao Tong said a little nervously: "Sister Xiaofu, I want to tell you something." ”

As soon as Fu Ling saw Xiao Tong's expression, he knew that it was not a good thing.

"Let's go to the break room." Fu Ling said, leading Xiaotong into the lounge.

The two of them sat on the leisure chair, and Fu Ling asked, "Xiaotong, if there's anything, just say it directly!" ”

Xiao Tong frowned and said, "Sister Fu, I have been dreaming of my grandmother telling me that she is hot recently. ”

Fu Ling also frowned and asked, "How long has it been since your grandmother died?" ”

"I didn't have it last winter, it's been almost half a year." Xiaotong replied.

Fu Ling thought for a moment and said, "Have you been to the grave recently?" ”

"When I went to the grave during the Qingming Festival, everything was fine."

"If you think about it, has anything changed?" Fu Ling asked again.

Xiaotong thought for a while and said: "My grandmother was buried on Li Guan's mountain, and when our family went to Qingming Festival, we didn't see any difference from when we were buried. At that time, the feng shui gentleman said that the place was a good place sandwiched between two mountains and a ditch. ”

Fu Ling thought for a moment and said, "I don't know much about feng shui, but since you dreamed of your grandmother, you should go to the grave and have a look." ”

"Little Sister Fu, you mean that there is a problem with my grandmother's grave?"

"I can't say it either, but it's always appropriate to go to the grave as a junior." Fu Ling said.

"Well, little Sister Fu, can you accompany me?"

Fu Ling smiled, "Xiaotong, I studied Chinese medicine, not feng shui, and I can't see anything when I go." If you are looking for someone who understands Feng Shui, I met a very professional Feng Shui master a while ago, but he charges a lot of money. If you want to invite him, I can give you his phone number. ”

Xiaotong hesitated and asked, "How much is the high fee?" ”

Fu Ling thought for a moment and said, "I don't know either, but at least a thousand a day." ”

"Oh, then you can give me the phone number."

When Fu Ling saw Xiaotong say this, he took out his mobile phone and pulled out Zhou Yi's phone number.

After Xiao Tong wrote down the phone number, he said to Fu Ling: "Then let me ask this Mr. Zhou." ”

"Well, let's get in touch!" After Fu Ling finished speaking, he began to look at the information on his phone.

Xiao Tong wanted to chat with Fu Ling a few more words, but seeing that Fu Ling always lowered his head and looked at his phone, he had to say, "Little Sister Fu, you are also very busy, so I will go back first." ”

Fu Ling smiled, "Xiaotong, I won't send you." ”

After Xiaotong walked out of the door, Fu Ling dialed Zhou Yi's phone.

"Hey, little Fu." Zhou Yi's voice came out of the phone happily.

Fu Ling said with a smile: "Old Zhou, there is a little girl named Xiaotong, she has always dreamed that her grandmother is hot recently. I suggested that she find you, the master, to have a look, and I didn't know how much you would charge for a day, so I casually said that you would have to pay at least 1,000 a day. ”

Zhou Yi asked, "This Xiaotong is not your friend, right?" ”

"Of course, if it's my friend, I'll go out myself, so you don't have to be polite, just charge according to the standard."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Well, I understand." ”

Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Xiao Fu, how is Xuanwu now?" ”

"Lao Zhou, how can you be such a well-informed person who doesn't know that we have gone to work normally?" Fu Ling asked with a smile.

Zhou Yi said a little embarrassed: "I know that your Chinese medicine hall is open today, I was going to go over to see Xuanwu today, but I am afraid that Xuanwu will not want to see outsiders." ”

"Xuanwu is fine now, he has recovered, you don't have to worry."

Zhou Yi said: "That's good, that's good, Xiao Fu, if you lack something over there, just tell me, you're welcome." ”

"Of course, we are such good friends, how could I meet you." Fu Ling continued: "Old Zhou, I'm a guest here, we have time to talk again!" ”

"Okay, okay!" Zhou Yi hurriedly said.

After Fu Ling hung up the phone, he breathed a long sigh of relief, got up and walked to the bed, and collapsed on the bed.

Fu Ling looked at the ceiling, inexplicably tired, she didn't like Xiao Tong, she didn't like Xiao Tong's scheming, but she found that her own scheming was no less than Xiao Tong's.

Yesterday, Xuanwu said that Ao Tian's set of clothes was given by Senior Brother Ao Tian, Fu Ling ostensibly believed what Xuanwu said, but she knew very well in her heart, Ao Tian's reaction showed that the clothes could not be sent by his senior brother.

Fu Ling believed that the person who delivered the clothes should not be too important to Ao Tian, and since it was not important, she didn't have the energy to study who that person was now.

But these two who came today gave Xuanwu such expensive clothes, what was their idea?!

"Alas!" Fu Ling sighed, she didn't want to change the way she lived now, but there were some things she couldn't stop.

Who Xuanwu and Ao Tian marry will determine her future life, so she must think about it.

Fu Ling wanted their wives to be well-informed and able to live in peace with her. Hu Xiu'er is really not ideal, the main reason why Fu Ling doesn't want Xuanwu to marry Hu Xiu'er is that she found that Hu Xiu'er's cultivation is indeed higher than Xuanwu's, she is afraid of Hu Xiu'er's violent temper, in case she quarrels with Xuanwu, if she can't make a move, Xuanwu will suffer.

Fu Ling was not too worried about Ao Tian, because there were too few demons who could beat Ao Tian.

Fu Ling was thinking nonsense, Mo Wei pushed the door and walked in, "Little Sister Fu, there is a patient." ”

"Hey, I'll get out of here." Fu Ling said and sat up.

Mo Wei whispered: "This patient is a little weird. ”

Fu Ling glanced at Mo Wei, packed up his clothes, and walked out of the lounge.

As soon as Fu Ling went out, he saw Xuanwu coming down from the upper floor. Fu Ling glanced at the patient sitting on the sofa in the hall, and suddenly felt that what Mo Wei said was really subtle.

This patient has a black face and pointed head, and he is dressed in black, and he thinks he is a fellow African. But those five views, if a timid person looks at it twice, he will definitely have nightmares at night.

Fu Ling sighed, and said in his heart: A demon, even if it is a male demon, should also pay attention to the image, why can't he cultivate his true body to perfection?!

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