Fantasy Chapter 287 Diagnosis Chapter 287 Diagnosis Text/Chen Yangjun Chapter Word Count: 3412:

Following the voice, Mo Wenwen saw an extremely enchanting woman who had climbed to the fifth floor.

"Flower Lady!"

The drunkard smiled bitterly.

Mo asked to see that this drunkard saw it, and after this flower lady, it seemed that the wine had woken up, seven or eight points.

"Sister Xue'er, and Granny Zhao are also there!"

Aunt Hua stepped forward and greeted.

Automatically ignored the drunkard's greetings.

"Sister Hua, why are you free, come here!"

The girl, named Xue'er, blinked her eyes and said.

Mo asked and could see that this bewitching woman should know them, and seeing the reaction of the guy, it seemed that she was the boss of this 'food for the sky'.

"Drunkard, what were you yelling about? Say it again!"

Aunt Hua pointed to the drunkard.

She just heard it, and the drunkard said 'I can't afford to lose', but she didn't hear it, and the drunkard and Mo asked about the content of the bet.

"That's right!"

The drunkard explained.

told Aunt Hua the whole story, as it was, without the slightest concealment and distortion. After all, in someone else's territory, so many men and maids are not standing in vain.

"Little brother, do you think that this table of dishes is not good enough?"

Aunt Hua asked.

She just noticed, Mo asked for this table of dishes, and commented 'not bad', this is not disgust, what does her table of dishes mean.

As for the drunkard and Mo asked, what they were betting on was not her concern.

"I didn't say it!"

Mo asked, shaking his head.

He came here to eat, the dish was not good enough, but there was no need, he was ready to leave when he said it in front of this boss.

"Is the drunkard really sick?"

Aunt Hua wondered.

This drunkard has been here for more than ten years, and Aunt Hua just saw him and came to drink every day, but she didn't know what was wrong with him.

"Dude, check out!"

Mo asked, but didn't pay attention.

This drunkard's illness, Mo Wendao didn't want to interfere, after eating this meal, Mo Wendao didn't want to, and continued to stay here.

Aunt Hua was a little unhappy, she asked in person, but Mo asked but ignored it-

"You want to go out without my consent!"

Aunt Hua threatened.

Mo asked for just one, a kid in the grandmaster stage, it was really hateful not to give her face.

"Sister Flower!"

The girl dissuaded.

Mo didn't ask anything, there was no need to embarrass him if he caused any trouble here.

"Boy, show the drunkard, what's wrong!"

Granny Zhao spoke.

She wanted to see if Mo Wendao had the ability, if she could see the drunkard's condition, then Mo asked just now, saying that her young lady's illness should be something to see, not a lie.

"Aunt Hua is wise, Granny Zhao is wise!"

The drunkard cheered.

With the support of Granny Zhao and Aunt Hua, he can also save a lot of spirit stones.

If it was just Aunt Hua alone, Mo Wendao would still have confidence in breaking out, and with Granny Zhao, Mo Wendao would be in a lot of trouble if he wanted to escape.

"Does the bet just now count?"

Mo asked, but he didn't refuse.

He didn't work in vain to make this move, if there was no price, it would not be so cheap to let him make a move.

"Boy, with me here, you can rest assured!"

Granny Zhao promised.

Sister Hua also nodded, with the two of them testifying, it is impossible for drunkards to cheat, that is, their purposes are not the same, but they need to ask Mo to take action.

"This is for sure!"

The drunkard assured.

Mo asked if he could solve his problem and pay some price, and if he couldn't solve it, he would have nothing to lose.

"Come here!"

Mo Wenwen beckoned, a little disgusted.

This is Mo asked, very helpless thing, if you turn your face like this, it's a little not worth it, if you want to blame Mo Wendao, be nosy, otherwise there will be no such thing.

Just a little probing, Mo asked, this guy was not sick, but he was poisoned, and he needed to use spirit wine to suppress this poison, no wonder he was so drunk.

There is another interesting thing, this drunkard is the same as Yue Lao, originally both in the great grandmaster period, but this drunkard was a little lucky, and he thought of a way to retain the cultivation of the grandmaster period.

"After twenty-six years, it's good to still retain the cultivation of the grandmaster period!"

Mo asked, complimenting.

Speaking of which, it seems that this drunkard can retain the cultivation of the grandmaster period, which is a very remarkable thing.

"What do you see?"

The drunkard hurriedly said.

Mo asked, these twenty-six years are the time when he was poisoned.

"I don't see what's wrong with you!"

Mo asked, shaking his head.

He saw that this drunkard was poisoned and not some kind of disease, and this poison had to be treated, and it would take a lot of effort for Mo to ask.

"It seems that it can just blow!"

Aunt Hua said disdainfully.

She also wanted to stimulate Mo Wendao to see if Mo Wendao was hiding anything.

"Aunt Hua, that's what I said, that's all my level, can I go now?"

Mo asked, and took his leave.

He has already seen the disease, and the result also said that if he wants to save the drunkard, the 10,000 high-grade spirit stones are still not worth asking for Mo Wendao's action, and the price and benefits of the shot are not enough to satisfy Mo Wendao.

"Master, am I still saved?"

The drunkard said with a sad face.

He has been poisoned for twenty-six years, except for a very few people, no one else knows, Mo Wendao can point this out, he must be able to see something. He asked Mo if he could cure him, and he still had great expectations.

Aunt Hua and Granny Zhao stared at Mo Wendao, as if Mo Wendao would make a move as soon as he left his position.

"Drunkard, your poison is not the best elixir, it's very difficult to save, right?"

Mo asked.

The price of the best spirit pill is more than 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, and someone needs to be able to refine it, and the treasure pill of the best spirit pill can do it. Mo asked if it can't be refined, even if it is refined, it is impossible to only sell it, 10,000 high-grade spirit stones.

Mo Wendao promised to save Yue Lao, in addition to being curious about this poison, part of it was that in order to test the "Ten Thousand Poisons True Scripture", the strength of this drunkard is definitely not as strong as Yue Lao, and it is a loss-making transaction if he saves it. Anyway, if the drunkard goes on like this, it's not a big deal.

This time, Aunt Hua and Granny Zhao both knew that it was indeed difficult for a strong man to ask Mo to ask for a shot, Mo Wendao At this age, he could see so much, and then give advice, he was already a strange person, the best elixir Bao Dan, I don't know where this thing is.

Maybe there is one in the Yipin Sect, and this must have a sufficient price to be traded.

"Is there any other way?"

The drunkard rekindled hope.

After being poisoned for so many years, I have looked for many people, as long as someone can see the clue of an alcoholic, they will try to see if the other party has a way to save him.

"If you had been poisoned for less than three months, I would have dozens of ways to save you, and by now, the price would be too great!"

Mo asked, shaking his head.

He has no relatives and no reason with the drunkard, and if the other party can't pay enough price, he will definitely not make a move, although Mo Wendao also wants to use this drunkard as a test subject.

"Do you have any other ways than to use the Treasure Pill of the Ultimate Elixir?"

The drunkard seems to have understood something.

Mo Wenwen only said that the price to be paid would be a little greater, and did not say that there was no other way.

"As long as you can afford it, you can save it without the Bao Dan of the best elixir!"

Mo asked lightly.

If you get it again, the drunkard will give it to him willingly, and use it as an experimental object, Mo Wenwen feels that it is still necessary to take action.

"Good!"

The drunkard said cheerfully.

The best elixir of Bao Dan, this is an impossible thing, there are other ways, even if the price paid is greater, he can bear it, this is much better than no hope.

"The cost of this meal?"

Mo asked, gesturing.

He also gave the drunkard a promise, so the drunkard should also show that he would pay for the meal.

"Count it on my account!"

The drunkard said arrogantly.

Mo Wenwen promised to save him, and he could still afford this meal.

"Aunt Hua, Granny Zhao, and that girl are saying goodbye!"

Mo asked, and took his leave.

Now that the matter is done, it's time to leave 'Food for Heaven' and go back to Manten Pavilion.

"Boy, stop!"

Aunt Hua and Granny Zhao didn't do this, and let Mo ask.

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