Wealth

When Fan Wuyi arrived at the hospital, Fan Tianlan was packing things up.

"Teacher, are you going to leave?" Fan Wuyao asked somewhat unexpectedly.

Originally, Fan Tianlan had no intention of staying at the Rock. If he hadn't met the freak of Fan Wubing, and suddenly had the idea of ​​accepting disciples, he wanted to leave a heir to his divine needle, he would not stay too much. More than half a month's time.

Fan Tianlan packed up his things and said to Fan Wuyao, "Beijing is very tight, and your seniors are very concerned about the old man, so I just went back. Anyway, what you learned is similar to ordinary things. The acupuncture and moxibustion are not the same, and there is not much that can be taught to you, but the song formulas and diagrams, you still need to intensively study when you have time."

Fan Wubing nodded repeatedly, knowing that what the old man said was the truth. During this period of time, through his treatment of Fengmao and his own careful study of that song formula and Tupuer, he has gained a lot. The former internal Qi cultivation base seems to have the meaning of breaking through the bottleneck.

It seems that the song formulas and spectrum diagrams that this magic needle is equipped with are also of great benefit to the cultivation of inner qi, or it may be the most authentic one-channel technique in the inner qi kung fu in ancient times.

You should know that in the past, the line of martial arts was also differentiated from the inner family kungfu, and designed different exercises for their different needs, but these exercises vary from person to person, and the effect is different, which leads to the same lineage. Among them, not everyone is able to appreciate the samādhi. After a long time, it will be out of shape.

However, the inheritance of the path of medicine is different. As the art of health preservation, the inner family kungfu can be said to be the most basic and pure kungfu, so the deviation is also small. Although it is not as lethal as the martial arts kungfu, but for the method of health preservation, the cultivation of inner Qi, It is the most authentic, effective and safest.

Fan Wubing accidentally got this song formula and map this time. It's really a blessing for us.

Before leaving, Fan Tianlan gave Fan Wubing a piece of advice. "Follow the trend in everything, and don't be too forceful."

Fan Wubing watched the old man get into his special car, and after driving all the way to the north, he slowly walked back. This time he met Fan Tianlan. It was of great help to him, not only learning a magical instrument of acupuncture and moxibustion. The technique. It also solved the problem of stagnant inner Qi cultivation that had troubled me for many years. More importantly, I experienced a kind of superior demeanor from the old man. The feeling of being elegant and not contaminated with the mundane things is really very impressive. memorable.

Within a period of time. I'm all messing around. It's time to think about business matters.

CCTV is already urging. After the success of the TV show on the star. Several more shows are already imminent. Lao Chen is still waiting for himself to administer drastic drugs to increase the ratings!

In addition, the entertainment company over there in Shanghai should actually take action. Hengdiandi Film and Television City is ready for use. I have to watch them make one or two big hits come out. Fame in one fell swoop. These are all to be bothered.

Just thinking about it. I get a little distracted when I walk on the road. Before I knew it, I ran into someone.

"Ouch-" the man across the room yelled. Fan Wubing woke up from his contemplation.

Fan Wubing took a closer look. It was a man in his thirties. I was hit by myself. Something seems to be missing. Looking everywhere on the ground. He kept talking in his mouth. "Where did it go! A life-saving thing!"

Fan Wubing was watching, and the man picked up a paper ball from the ground and said happily, "Fortunately, fortunately, I haven't lost it!"

Then the man peeled the paper ball apart, revealing an emerald green jade Buddha inside. He looked at it carefully. He yelled out, and then rushed over and grabbed Fan Wuyi's clothes.

"You are sick. Why are you pulling my clothes for?" Fan Wubing flicked his sleeves and asked with a frown.

The man said with a weeping face, "If you don't touch me, I won't bother to drag you! Look, my Jade Buddha, you just knocked off a hand, so what should I do? ?"

Fan Wubing took a closer look, and sure enough there was a jade Buddha there, originally with four hands, but he didn't know what happened, he didn't know if it was thrown or some other reason, and he dropped a hand. Become a three-handed Buddha.

Fan Wubing paid attention to the fracture. It was indeed new, so he was not sure if it was touched just now.

"How much? I'll pay the compensation at the price!" Fan Wubing guessed that he must have met someone from the village, but he didn't bother to care about it, so he started talking.

The man didn’t expect Fan Wubing to be so straightforward. He just looked at Fan Wubing, who was probably a rich young master, but he didn’t expect that he would lose money without having to speak any words. He rolled his eyes and said to Fan. No disease said, "How much do I know about the things passed down from the family! This time I was pawned in the antique market to raise money for my wife’s illness. Who knows that it was damaged by you all at once, alas, My poor wife—"

After that, the man squeezed out two tears, looking heartbroken.

After doing this, Fan Wubing couldn't be sure whether the other party was the one who touched the porcelain. If someone really had a patient waiting to spend the money, it would delay things.

Today just happened to be idle and fine, so Fan Wuyi said, "Well, since it is an urgent need for money, then I will go to see your wife with you. If you are really sick, I will pay the money!"

"You half of your child, are you rich? Oh, I'm unlucky today!" The man looked at Fan Wuyi suspiciously, thinking that he was a little younger.

Fan Wuyao always carried a lot of money in his body, so he drew out a wad of banknotes and shook it in front of the man's eyes.

"Uncle Six, you are lying again!" A voice rang.

Fan Wubing looked at it, but Feng Ping came over and grabbed the man's arm. Then he said, "A tattered jade Buddha, how many people have you lied to?! I actually lied to my friend again today. coming!"

"Your friend? Hehe!" The man sneered, and consciously repacked the things, and then said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'll go somewhere else!" After that, he slipped away.

Feng Ping walked over and took Fan Wuyao’s arm, grabbed the banknotes in his hand, counted the bills, and said, “Wow, rich people are different. They can take out tens of thousands of dollars. It's amazing!" Then he said, "Since this is the loss I have recovered for you, should I share some money?"

Fan Wubing suddenly felt a little bit dumbfounded, "You are really a money fan! But I'm wondering how come you know so many different people? You even know how to touch porcelain!"

Feng Ping sighed and said, "We are small people in the market, why are you so wealthy and wealthy as your Master Fan? This is the man just now, our old neighbor, his wife has rheumatic heart disease and has been bedridden, relying solely on wages. Where can I get sick? Isn't that just going out to get some pocket money when something is okay, it's actually quite pitiful."

"Is there really a patient in the family?" Fan Wubing asked curiously. He thought that the man was talking nonsense just now.

"Of course it's true, because there is no money at home, the hospital will have to push people out." Feng Ping shook his head and sighed.

Fan Wubing nodded and said, "Uh, it's like this. Forget it, just treat me as a good deed every day, with a little money, you can give it to him, hope you can use it."

"This is tens of thousands of dollars! You just gave it to him?!" Feng Ping asked with some suspicion, holding the stack of banknotes.

"I said it's a good deed every day." Fan Wubing replied in an angry tone.

"Let me give it to him?" Feng Ping asked again.

"Nonsense! I don't recognize how old he is!" Fan Wubing's teeth were itchy with hatred.

Fan Wu's illness is not like an overwhelming love. It's just that he will meet him today. He can't pretend to be deaf and dumb. Although he said he was touching porcelain, he was touched by himself. The life-saving money can be considered his luck.

"Are you sure you don't regret it?" Feng Ping shook the banknote and asked again.

"Tens of thousands of dollars~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Am I regretting it?!" Fan Wubing was almost dizzy by Feng Ping, where did she get so much nonsense!

"Hahahaha—" Feng Ping laughed suddenly, and some tears were about to fly out of her smile.

Fan Wubing was very surprised. He didn't know what Feng Ping had committed again. After a while, Feng Ping stopped and said to Fan Wubing with a wild smile, "I just realized that it feels so good to slaughter a big fat sheep! You gave me so much money willingly! It's faster than getting money for what you do!"

"What do you mean?" Fan Wuyao was a little confused.

Feng Ping proudly packed the money into her small bag, and then said to Fan Wuyao, "It means that I hired that person temporarily, just to try if I can get something from you. Money, how about it, there is no perfect scam, right?"

"Damn! So you are a liar!" Fan Wubing looked at Feng Ping's triumphant energy, almost to death.

Fan Wubing never thought that she would be fooled by her. It’s no wonder Zhang Wuji’s mother said that the more beautiful a woman, the more deceitful she is. Feng Ping’s head should have two horns. **There should also be a tail at the back!