Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 408: Old friends

After hearing the words of returning home, Jin Wei's face showed a trace of embarrassment. After taking the medicinal pill for an hour, he was able to cast the spell, and after that, Jin Wei kept telling He Qiyu what happened here by means of sound transmission. Originally, he thought that this thing was done without knowing it, but he didn't realize it or not.

Looking at Jin Wei, who bowed his head and said nothing, he smiled, and then continued: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to blame the old man. My old man still has to rely on Shangxian to restore his dantian. Anyway, there is still another one. After half a day, you can answer whatever you want. I can't see the old man..."

When he said this, the old guy suddenly sighed, then he frowned and glanced at Jin Wei again, and said to him: "It's not easy for me, the old man, I have lived a lot of age and finally My dantian was all shattered. Back then, my old man was a person of the same name as Fang Shiguang, so why is it now mixed up like this? What do you think even if you are immortal? Live like this?"

Jin Wei's face was full of envy when he mentioned the words "immortality". Although he has an immortal master, he cannot become an immortal like his own master. He could only live the rest of his life under the protection of He Qiqi. If he were to choose between immortality and immortal disciple, I am afraid that Old Jinwei would choose the former without hesitation.

Seeing the change in the expression on Jin Wei's face, the old guy returned to his hippie smile. After a pause, he took out a small elixir from his arms. While playing with the medicinal pill in his hand, he continued to say to Jin Wei: "This is what outsiders call the elixir of life... You say that there is nothing good about immortality, isn't it that you can live to the end of the world? Live longer than the average person. As you live for a long time, your spells will naturally become more and more refined, what else can you have? It can't compare to your old immortal master..."

When Gui Bugui spoke, Jin Wei's eyes never left this person. Looking at the broad bean-sized medicinal pill, he swallowed unconsciously. After a dry laugh, Jin Wei opened his mouth and said: "This... each has its own advantages, and it cannot be said that the gods in the sky are definitely better than the immortal people in the world..."

"You said this, I agree with the old man." When Gui Bugui spoke, he had peeled off the waxy skin on the outside of the medicine pill, revealing the dark brown pill outside. Looking at the pill in his hand, the old guy continued: "For example, Xu Fu, an overseas master, has lived a long time, and his techniques have become more and more refined. Now even the gods in the sky are no match. Listen to what your master has to say. Say, that old guy Xu Fu even dared to imprison the Lord of the Gods. How you look at it, it seems that it is a little bit better for immortality."

Jin Wei nodded in disbelief, now almost all of his attention is on the medicine pill in his hand. He didn't care what the old guy in front of him said, but mechanically echoed a few words: "Yes... or immortality..."

After listening to Jin Wei's words, Gui Bu Gui smiled and then handed the medicinal pill in his hand to him. Seeing Jin Wei's helpless and frightened appearance, the old guy said with a smile, "Take it, the elixir of life won't bite anyone. I see the relationship between you and me as the broken dantian, and I will fulfill you again. But It's best not to talk to your master about medicine pills. It's not the old man. I'm talking about your immortal master behind your back. He can break your dantian this time, and maybe he can do something to you next time. Immortality is not You can't die. After you take the medicine pill, you should find a place where no one is alone. It won't be too late to come out when your master returns to the heaven..."

Jin Wei could hardly believe what was happening in front of him. After he glanced at the return, he said to the old guy: "Master, how will Jin Wei repay your kindness..."

"If you say anything about repayment, let's talk about it. It's a matter of three or five sentences." After returning a smile, he continued: "Old man, I just want you to inquire. Recently, your teacher and father have What did I say to you? My old man is also curious, he is such a good fairy, what did he do when he came down to the land..."

At this time, Jin Wei's head was hot, and in his opinion, the old guy in front of him was the best person in the world. At the moment, I don't care about my master, I will say everything He Qikui has said to him and what he has done with him in the recent period of time.

As Jin Wei spoke, a monk in his thirties walked into the shop in front of the Surabaya. Seeing the monk's extraordinary aura, the steward hurriedly greeted him with a smiling face, and said, "Master, are you here to choose beads? You really have eyesight. We just purchased a batch of beads from Tianzhu. Hand-polished by famous craftsmen in Tianzhu..."

"You misunderstood the shop owner, the monk is not here to buy the beads." The monk smiled and bowed to the steward, and then continued: "The monk is an old friend of Mr. Wu Mian and Mr. Gui Bugui, so I came to visit them. The two of you. Please go to the inn and let the shopkeeper pass through it, saying that Yao Guangxiao's junior brother, monk Lu Zhi, came to visit Wu Mian and the two great cultivators."

"An old friend? Have you seen me in your previous life?" Just as the monk finished speaking, a mean voice suddenly appeared in the direction of the back house. Then a white-haired and white-clothed Wu Mian walked into the shop from the back house. After looking at the monk up and down, he continued: "Why don't I remember any old monks?"

Wu Mian was looking through the Ming Dynasty in the back house, and suddenly felt a warlock's breath in the shop. At this time, there must be no reason for a warlock to appear on the Surabaya. After he collected the Mingren Zhi, he came out to see the origin of this warlock...

Looking at the appearance of the white-haired man, Lu Zhi guessed who he was. The monk chanted the Buddha's name at the moment, then smiled and said to the man in front of him, "Mr. Wu Mian has never met the monk, but the monk heard that Senior Brother Yao Guangxiao talked about you and Mr. Gui Bugui many times. In my heart, I already regarded the two as old friends. , this time Lu Zhi heard that the two of you have arrived in the capital, so he hurried over to take a look..."

"Yao Guangxiao's junior brother, monk, are you a disciple of Xi Yingzhen?" Before Wu Mian could speak, Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Ren San walked in from the back house. Er Lengzi heard the monk's words. It glanced at Lu Zhi and said, "You call Yao Guangxiao a brother, according to the rules of your master, you are his new disciple, right? Your master is also interesting, he is obviously a warlock, but he is a monk. There was a lot of fights in the temple. I could see that sooner or later, he would shave his head and become a monk..."

When Bai Wuqiu spoke, a strange expression appeared on Xiao Ren San's face. What they said should be very familiar to Xi Yingzhen, why can't remember anything. Are they carrying the warlock they know behind their backs?

Seeing the puzzled expression on Xiao Ren San's face, Wu Mian changed the subject. He said to the monk: "Now that I have met your old friend, you have made your wish and you can leave..."

Just after saying two words, the white-haired man in front of him was about to chase him away. Monk Lu Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "I thought Mr. Wu Mian would invite the monk to sit in... This time the monk is not just for the sake of I also sent a letter for a noble person..."

While speaking, the monk took out an envelope from his arms. After passing his hands to Wu Mian, he continued: "If possible, the monk still has a few messages to convey to you and Mr. Gui Bugui. I wonder if Mr. Gui Bugui is in the mansion?"

"Monk, you came just in time. We've been here for the past few days, and we can't go anywhere." Bai Wuqiu grabbed Wu Mian and said a word. After a pause, he said to the white-haired man: "Uncle, who is the letter? You know I'm not very literate, so I haven't read it out to everyone. It's not your old letter, is it? How can you be worthy of the girl..."

Speaking these few words, the sky of the Surabaya shop suddenly rolled in the sky...