"Then you can give it a try." Old Mrs. Song knocked on the knee of her left leg, and her tone was much more relaxed, "My leg is hurting, if you can really cure my old cold leg, I will sell you the piece of land on Li Tang Street in the west of the city."

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped.

A subway station will soon be built next to that piece of land, which is worth a lot of money, and in the next few years, it will definitely increase in value and soar in price.

Xiao Zhou was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, old lady!"

"Don't rush to thank you first, you can heal my leg first."

Xiao Zhou held the bronze Pixiu, with a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of flattery: "Old lady, before you can cure your illness, you still need to drop a drop of your own blood on the bronze Pixiu."

Old Lady Song frowned, obviously reluctant.

Xiao Zhou said step by step: "Old lady, spiritual weapons need to be dripping blood to recognize the Lord, if you don't recognize the Lord, it will not be able to cure you. If I say that I don't need to confess the Lord to heal, then I am lying to you."

At this time, Mr. Shi, the son of the old lady Song, said unhappily: "Today is the old lady's birthday, a happy day, it is unlucky to see blood."

Xiao Zhou said: "Uncle in-law, spiritual weapons are all like this, I think everyone present has heard of spiritual weapons, you can ask everyone. Although it is said that blood is inauspicious, compared to the stubborn disease that has been treated for many years, what is a drop of blood?"

Someone around whispered, "I've heard that there is such a thing as a drop of blood confessing the Lord."

"A drop of blood is nothing, if it's really a spiritual weapon, then it's a lot of money."

Old Lady Song listened to those discussions, groaned slightly, and said, "Bring a needle."

"Mother!" Mr. Shi also wanted to persuade him, but Mrs. Song raised her hand to stop him, "It's okay, I have my own measure."

Soon a middle-aged man in a white lab coat walked up to him, and there was a young nurse next to him.

The two are Mrs. Song's personal doctors.

The doctor gave the old lady a brief examination, then nodded to the nurse, who took a needle and was about to prick the old lady's finger.

Xiao Zhou also hurriedly sent the bronze Pixiu up.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice say, "Wait!"

The nurse's hand flickered, failed to penetrate it, and stopped in mid-air.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a beautiful girl striding up.

The girl was slender, with long and straight legs, and the light blue dress was worn on her body, which was particularly beautiful, and set her off like a fairy in the forest.

"Whose daughter is this, so beautiful?"

"Out-of-town, huh? If there is such a beautiful daughter in Darong City, I still don't know it?"

"But listening to her accent, it looks like it's local."

It was none other than Bai Zhou.

Seeing her, Old Lady Song showed a kind smile: "Boss Xiaobai."

Xiao Zhou frowned, turned his head sideways and asked his sister in a low voice, "......Who is this?"

"She made the old lady's clothes." Zhou Xiaoyun glanced at Bai Zhou very dissatisfied.

Xiao Zhou's expression also became dissatisfied.

Bai Zhou stepped forward and said solemnly, "Old lady, you must not drop blood to recognize the Lord!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment and began to talk in a low voice.

Xiao Zhou said unhappily, "Why do you say that?"

"If she confesses the Lord, the old lady is in danger!" Bai Zhou made a loud noise, and everyone was full of surprise and incredulity.

At this time, Zhou Xiaoyun had to stand on his brother's side and said, "Boss Xiaobai, although my brother just mentioned the outfit you made, and his tone was unconvinced, you can't talk nonsense."

She deliberately said this to make people think that Bai Zhou had a grudge against Xiao Zhou, so she came out to stop it.

Many people believed it and pointed at Bai Zhou.

"I thought it was Miss Qianjin, but it turned out to be a shroud maker."

"How can a shroud-maker come to such a high-end dinner?"

"It's unlucky."

Xiao Zhou's sisters and brothers showed a look of smugness on their faces.

Mrs. Song said loudly: "Boss Xiaobai is my honored guest, I invited her to my birthday banquet, I hope everyone can give me face and don't speak disrespectfully."

The crowd immediately shut up.

The old birthday star spoke, and you are still gossiping below, isn't it annoying?

Old Lady Song said softly to Bai Zhou, "Boss Xiaobai, don't be afraid, if you have anything to say, just say it, I will be on your side."

The crowd was even more surprised.

Why is Mrs. Song so good at selling shrouds?

Could it be that what is the origin of this person?

Mrs. Wen stood in the crowd, calmly looking at everything in front of her, her eyes full of appreciation.

She heard that Jun Zhi had said Bai Zhou's deeds, and what she said was absolutely true.

There must be something wrong with that bronze Pixiu.

Bai Zhou said: "Old lady, this bronze Pixiu is not a spiritual artifact, but a supernatural item, or a spiritual artifact, dug out of the tomb."

Xiao Zhou was like a cat that had been stepped on by the tail, and suddenly jumped up and said angrily, "You are talking nonsense!"