Chapter Twenty-Four: Three Days of Bitter Water Turning into Divine Water

Huang Zhong was stunned.

Ordinary well water? You're telling me it's normal well water?

How the hell isn't this divine water?

Qin Yu looked at Huang Zhong in front of him, and looked at the [transcribable] displayed under his line of blind entries.

His mood became extremely relaxed.

"Transcribe, hurry up and transcribe it to me!"

Qin Yu didn't even think about it, and directly clicked on the [Transcription] button.

Then he looked at Huang Xu with a smile and asked, "Xiaoyou, how do you feel after drinking this well water?" ”

Huang Xu was also stunned at this time.

How could he not know that his father, Huang Zhong, had also noticed the extraordinaryness of this well water.

In other words, what he had felt before was not hysteria at all.

But the smiling village chief in front of him, who didn't look like a respected Taoist at all, said that this was just ordinary well water.

This made Huang Xu not know what to say for a while.

"When I went back to the village elder, after drinking the water from this well, the kid only felt comfortable, as if the illness that had plagued the kid in the past had been suppressed."

Huang Xu could only salute Qin Yu respectfully and replied truthfully.

Qin Yu nodded with a smile: "That's good, that's good." ”

"However, this bowl of well water can only temporarily alleviate your symptoms, but it cannot eradicate it, so you should write it down."

"As for the water in this well, I will take you to see it in front of your eyes."

Qin Yu looked at Huang Zhong.

Huang Zhong was really surprised.

He hurriedly hugged Qin Yu and said, "Sir, I'm afraid this kind of thing is a little inappropriate, right?" It's just a martial artist, if he collides with such a fetish......"

Qin Yu laughed and said: "Han Sheng is too worried, I'm just afraid that this well water can't enter Han Sheng's eyes, so why do you come to collide, come on, you come with me." ”

Qin Yu couldn't help but say, so he took Huang Zhong and his entourage, together with Lao Zhangtou and others, and walked towards Xiaofang Village.

Wang Ergou, Tie Zhu and others were left, and after the corpses of Na Wei Fang and others were resolved, they continued to work in the fields.

Huang Zhong led the carriage, and had already confirmed that Qin Yu was a real master who was hidden in the world, so he also asked his wife to come and greet Qin Yu.

Qin Yu glanced at Huang Zhong's wife, and couldn't help but move slightly in his heart.

But at this time, he didn't say much, just led everyone all the way back to Xiaofang Village.

"Han Sheng, please see, this is where the water of our Xiaofang Village is drawn, and it is also the place where the bowl of well water that you and Ling Lang drank before."

Qin Yu took Huang Zhong to the [Spiritual Qi Condensation Well] that had been upgraded.

Huang Zhong looked at the well in front of him, which looked no different from an ordinary well, and for a while he didn't know if Qin Yu was joking with them.

"Or is this well water really just an ordinary thing, and the reason why it has a spirit is because of the master's hand?"

An idea suddenly appeared in Huang Zhong's heart.

He was quick to settle down.

That's right, that's for sure!

Well water is ordinary well water, but after the hands of masters, it is naturally no longer ordinary.

It's just that I have never heard of such methods before, and even under my nose, I have not even noticed the slightest abnormality.

With such ability, could it be that there are really immortals in this world?

Huang Zhong thought secretly in his heart.

Qin Yu looked at Huang Zhong's face with a little doubt, so he casually fetched a bucket of water from the well, and said: "Han Sheng, it's not that I want to pretend to be a ghost, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, my name is Qin Yu, the word Xiaozhi, I am the head of this Xiaofang Village, not what the villagers say, but there are only one or two means." ”

The bucket was pulled to the well, and Huang Zhong hurried over to help.

Lifted the barrel straight up.

Qin Yu said with a smile: "If Han Sheng and Ling Lang can still have a stomach to drink this well water, then drink some more, by the way, this well water may also have some effect on Madame, you can ask her to drink it together." ”

After Qin Yu finished speaking, he also saw that staying here was still a little cramped for Huang Zhong.

Anyway, with Lao Zhangtou and them with him, Qin Yu also arched his hand, said goodbye directly, and went back to his house.

Looking at Qin Yu's departing back, Huang Zhong and Huang Xu bowed to Qin Yu again, and then finally straightened up and looked at the bucket of well water in front of them that had just been drawn from the well.

Huang Zhong didn't rush to drink the well water, he looked at Lao Zhangtou, bowed respectfully to Lao Zhangtou, and said, "Uncle, about this well water, I hope that my husband will teach me." ”

Lao Zhangtou said: "How can I teach you this?" General Huang might as well drink the well water first. ”

Huang Zhong saw that Lao Zhangtou was still a little complaining about himself, and knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he picked up the water scoop on the side, scooped a bowl of well water, and drank it all.

Immediately, Huang Zhong's eyes widened in shock.

Before he could ask, the old man on the side looked at his shocked appearance and chuckled: "Can the general believe that there are really immortals in this world?" ”

Huang Zhong looked at Lao Zhangtou fixedly.

Then he saw the old man pointing to the water of the well and saying; "This well was just a mouthful of bitter water three days ago, and the creation of three days is like this, this is the immortal art performed by the village elder!"

"This ......"

Huang Zhong was speechless in shock.

Reason told him that there should never be such a thing in this world.

But now this impossible thing has appeared in front of him so really.

He was sure that this was definitely not a trick to fool the people.

This is the result of his own attempt by the martial arts body that has been tempered for thousands of years.

There is no way in this world that there is no way to hide the feeling of a martial artist like him!

"Immortal? Is there such a bizarre magic in this world? ”

Huang Zhong took a deep breath, he barely suppressed the churning thoughts in his heart,

"This kind of thing is not clear to the little old man, the little old man only knows that the village elder is here to save us from the bitter haha, as for what the village elder said, it is a god or not a god, so what does it matter?"

"Little Lao'er has a scale in his heart, and what the weight is, it is naturally clear that he can still weigh it."

"Since the village elder has specially ordered it, the general might as well let his wife come and drink a few bowls of divine water, the little old man doesn't know how many good deeds he has done in his previous life, and he will encounter such a great blessing, it is really worth it, this life is worth it!"

Lao Zhangtou said, arched his hand towards Huang Zhong, and then also said goodbye and left.

Naturally, his resignation was to avoid it for the time being.

Huang Zhong's wife listened to everyone's conversation in the carriage, and she had already been extremely curious before.

Can an ordinary bowl of well water really have such a magical effect?

She couldn't believe it.

But listening to her husband Huang Zhong's performance seemed to be unfake, which made her even more curious.

"Could it be that the young man is really an immortal? It can't be......"