"Old man, you don't want to just get benefits and not work. You promised me."

"Promise you? What did I promise you?" the old drunkard asked in confusion. He felt goosebumps all over his body when he remembered Fang Yichen's expression and movement just now. How could I agree to such a thing?

Sure enough, just taking advantage of it, Fang Yichen felt so angry that his teeth were creaking. He said a few words were squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth.

"You answered, answered, I gave me a treatment!"

So that's the case. If you treat you, do you have to treat you? You have to show that expression. The old Taoist almost vomited out the "Baihua Dew" I just drank today. If you can't do it, you will get revenge. Looking at Fang Yichen's gritting expression, the old drunkard wanted to tease him again. Then he said.

"Treat the disease? When did I say I'd treat you?" I added another sentence in my heart, "What I'm telling the truth, I haven't said this before, and you are not sick, what disease should I treat?"

"Ah?" Fang Yichen was blocked by the old drunkard's words. Yes, the old man didn't say he wanted to treat himself, but he said he came to save him. Isn't he going to treat me if he saves me? This old man wouldn't be quarrel with me. Could it be that he had already calculated it? He can't just forget it.

"But...but do you say you are here for me?" Fang Yichen reminded.

"Yes, I'm here to save you." The old drunkard admitted generously.

"Ah?" Fang Yichen was thundered again. He thought the old man would deny it, and then he took the things and left, but he didn't expect that the old man admitted it generously. What was this old man thinking?

"Then you said you weren't here to treat me?" Fang Yichen asked tentatively. This time he was really confused.

"Yes, I'm not here to treat you." The old drunkard replied with a smile.

Fang Yichen really didn't understand now. On this side, he admitted that he was here to save himself, but on the other side, he denied that he was here to treat him. Isn't this old man contradicting himself? Is this movie clearly playing tricks on me? The anger in his heart rises again.

Fang Yichen asked in a plain tone

"Then isn't it just to treat me when I come to save me?" He understood now. The more angry he was, the happier the old man would be.

"No" the old drunkard once again denied Fang Yichen's theory.

"If you don't treat me, how can you save me?" Fang Yichen couldn't understand.

"You are not sick, what disease will I treat you?" The old drunkard stopped teasing Fang Yichen anymore. He answered honestly.

Fang Yichen said "Ah?" again. Alas, why are you always being thundered by this old Taoist today? But there may be antibodies. He recovered quickly and asked.

"Not sick? Then what's going on with my symptoms?"

"Haha. This is why I came to save you." The old drunkard replied. Seeing Fang Yichen want to ask himself again, he waved his hand to interrupt him, and then continued.

"You are not sick, because of your physical condition."

"Physical problems? Isn't that still a disease?" Fang Yichen was a little serious at this moment. He suddenly felt that the old man was playing tricks on him from beginning to end. He was a bit stingy and he had to find some face.

The old alcoholic did not respond to his rebuttal and took a sip of the wine on his own. Then he looked at Fang Yichen with a smile, as if saying, "Why do you want me to say now?"

Fang Yichen lost his temper at once. Now everything is in the hands of others. It is useless to play this little guy, and he lacks confidence. In fact, it is because he takes the initiative to help him. He still has to pull down the face that should be pulled down. Fang Yichen immediately changed his smile and said

"Sorry, sorry, you said! You said!"

"I just said that this is not a disease, it's a physical problem." The old alcoholic continued, looking at Fang Yichen who wanted to say but didn't dare to say it. He smiled, took a sip of wine, and continued to say it.

"This physical problem may be considered a disease in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of people in the practice of Taoism, it is not a disease. Even if you know its peculiarity, it will be envious and want to get it. So, it is not wrong to say it is not a disease. And it is not wrong to say it is a disease. So I did not respond to what you said just now. The perspective of things is different."

"I just said that, I was right, and I didn't say that I was serious. In fact, I have always been serious with me." Fang Yichen muttered in his heart. However, he could only mutter in his heart. He could not say it out. He could only look at the old alcoholic with resentful eyes. However, he was singing the old alcoholic words. "People who practice Taoism? Is there really a cultivator in this world, an immortal world, and a god world?" Thinking of this, Fang Yichen was full of questions. But he didn't dare to interrupt the old alcoholic again. In that case, he would definitely suffer a loss in the end.

Seeing Fang Yichen wanting to say but not daring to say it, the old drunkard was secretly amused. Since the topic has begun, he also wants to solve the matter earlier. There is no need to tease him anymore. Seeing Fang Yichen's face turned red after holding it in his arms, he said

"If you have any questions, just ask."

"There are really cultivators in this world. Immortal Realm, God Realm? These really exist?" When he heard the old drunkard call him, Fang Yichen quickly asked the words he held in his heart, and he felt a little uncomfortable. After saying that, he relaxed all over, and he felt uncomfortable with a question. In fact, he already believed in this. Just now, the old drunkard turned a box of wine without this skill, which was not something that could be explained by common sense. Now he just wanted to get a definite answer from the old drunkard.

"Yes, these all exist." Seeing Fang Yichen wanting to ask questions again, the old drunkard quickly said again.

"You wait first, and ask questions later if you have any questions. I'll explain your physical condition first."

Fang Yichen felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. Now that he thought about it, he seemed that he had always distracted the topic. And this was the issue he was most concerned about. He said embarrassedly.

"You said! You said!"

"Everyone in this world has the same Eight veins, mortals, cultivators, immortals, and even gods. But everyone doesn't know that there are actually Nine veins. This is because it has never appeared." After saying that, Lao Jiugui looked at Fang Yichen strangely.

Fang Yichen felt that this look was very strange, as if he wanted to dissect the person with his eyes, which made people feel a little creepy. The old man always smiled strangely since he saw him, and then looked at him with such strange eyes. Seeing that the old drunkard said halfway, he looked at him with such strange eyes. He couldn't stand it anymore. He didn't care about so much and asked directly

"But what does this have to do with my physique?"

Hearing Fang Yichen's words, the old drunkard withdrew his strange gaze and said lightly

(Second update today)
Chapter completed!