Huaxialing Embassy.

Inside the Huaxia Lingshi Massage Parlor.

"Old Zhang, what happened to this kid? Did he really come back to life?"

"Heh..., I was almost beaten to death by you...!"

"Hey..., surprise, surprise!"

"You still have the face to say it was an accident! You really deserve to be the leader of the gangster at the Ling Embassy!"

"Don't dare to be the leader! Hehe, as long as Brother Zhang is with you, it will not be my turn to be the leader of this hooligan!"

"I wipe! You..."

"Hey hey hey! Lao Zhang calm down first, you look at this kid spit out the stars!"

"Here... hurry! Go to Lao Taomu immediately, and use the peach wood fire to boil a pot of boiling water for him to soak!"

"Old Zhang... I can't find the old mahogany wood. Can you think of other woods?"

"What wood?"

"The Jianglong wood that has been raised for more than 800 years!"

"Medium! This kid has a lot of luck!"

"His grandma's 800-year-old Jianglong wood is cheap for him!"

……

Huaxialing Embassy.

Huaxia Lingshi Sichuan Restaurant.

In the back kitchen of the Sichuan restaurant, the food table was emptied, leaving a spacious space.

In the empty area, a large-scale circular soil stove has been set up, with a round outside and a square inside!

What is placed on the stove is not a pot, but a large vat, a large vat that has been placed in front of the Ling Embassy to accumulate rainwater all year round!

The big vat was already filled with water, besides the water, there was also a young man sitting cross-legged in it!

This boy is Yang Ge!

He was still in a coma at this time, not yet awake, and was put into a big vat by Zhang Xiazi of the massage parlor and Cheng Xiong, the town spirit officer, and he was about to be stewed!

Under the big tank, a raging fire is burning!

As fuel, Jianglong wood, which has been raised for more than 800 years, is as thick as the mouth of a pot, black and oily, and it makes a crackling sound because of the fire!
Beside the stove, Cheng Xiong and Han Ling were surrounded.

"Didn't you just boil the water and soak it for him?" Cheng Xiong said, wiping the sweat off his face.

Blind Zhang murmured: "It's too late, when the water boils, people won't be able to stay!"

"Then you stewed him?" Cheng Xiong narrowed his eyes.

"Nonsense, I'm saving him!"

"Then you look like you're making crock pot soup..."

"You... you are illiterate!" Blind Zhang had nothing to say.

"Old Zhang, why do you think this is?" Cheng Xiong frowned, and said, "How can there be such a powerful divinity in his body?"

"It's not divinity, it's the power of medicine." Blind Zhang adjusted his black glasses and said, "It's a powerful medicine that is working in his body!"

"Medical power?" Cheng Xiong and the others were at a loss.

Only Jiang Churan looked nervous.

Because only she knows why there is more medicinal power in Yang Ge's body...

"This is a very precious and powerful medicine!" Blind Zhang murmured, "The medicine's power and the vampire's evil energy collide and compete in this kid's body, forming a kind of damage that ordinary people can't bear!"

"One is the deadly evil spirit, and the other is the life-saving medicinal power. It is not easy for this kid to persist until now!"

Cheng Xiong nodded and said, "Then how did the medicine in his body come from?"

"This..." Blind Zhang muttered, his eyes flicked, and he swayed casually on Jiang Churan, and then continued: "One person has two lives, first dies and then lives, it's not that the sky doesn't take it, it all depends on one pill."

He just read a doggerel, which seemed to be read casually, but it was actually read to one of them...

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