Farming Boy With A Magic Ring

0The skinny vendor looked at Wan Dong in horror and gulped. Finally, he said with a helpless expression, "Although this small painting book doesn't have a single word, there is only one monk on each page. But when my father was alive, he told me that this book was from my mother when she was married. The significance of her mother's marriage is extraordinary. That's why when he was alive, it was like he was hiding a treasure. "     2

    

" But I'm already like this now, and my parents have already passed away. This thing is also a burden, so I originally planned to buy it for 100,000 yuan. But since this small painting book caused you to vomit blood, and the book also vomited dirt... No one would want it even if it was sold. So you only need to give me 10,000 dollars. "    

    

" Damn you! You still want to blackmail me after taking the medicine? A lousy painting costs ten thousand yuan. At most, I'll give you one hundred yuan. That's great." Wan Dong was furious again.    

    

"Forget it, Mr Wan. After all, this old man is not easy to deal with. Since he has already gotten himself into this situation, let's just treat it as a relief for him."    

    

Yang Hsingchen stopped Wan Dong from getting angry and smiled at the stall owner. " Boss, meeting is fate. I can also tell that your family must have been rich before. It's just that there are all kinds of reasons that cause you to be in such dire straits. How about this, I will make you my friend today. I will not only buy this small painting book for 100,000 yuan. I can also help you get rid of your drug addiction for free. What do you think?"    

    

The vendor's body trembled when he heard this. He shook his hands anxiously. "Aiya, Boss, aren't you making fun of me? I've already smoked to such an extent. What's the point of being a smoker? To tell you the truth, I've already entered the Smoke Sect three times. Every time I return, I still smoke the same way. Really, I'm willing to die right now, but I'm not willing to go in anymore. If you want this small painting book, you can take it. I don't want a single cent. If you don't let me in, I'll be grateful."    

    

Yang Hsingchen smiled and shook his head." You misunderstood me. I don't want to send you in. I'm a TCM doctor and I know some medical skills. If you believe me, give me a minute and I will make you stop sucking. And when you see that thing, you will feel like vomiting. How about it? "    

    

The stall owner's eyes lit up." Boss, are... are you telling the truth? "    

    

Yang Hsingchen smiled but did not reply. He stretched out his hand. Three needles appeared in his hand. Before the stall owner could react, his hand had already stabbed into the vendor's throat like a bolt of lightning. Another needle pierced into the vendor's heart. Then, he circulated the extremely thick Genuine Qi in his body and flicked each silver needle lightly. A white gas visible to the naked eye followed his finger and slid into the vendor's body through the silver needle.    

    

"Wu, Wu!" The vendor cried out twice and then opened his throat. A gush of stinky and black black blood was spat out. Yang Hsingchen flicked the silver needle again, and the vendor opened his mouth again and again. However, the blood he spat out was half red and half black. When he spat out the third mouthful of blood, it was already completely fresh.    

    

"Alright, from now on, whenever you think of that thing, you will feel like throwing up. I guarantee that you will never touch that thing again for the rest of your life." Yang Hsingchen smiled and pulled out the needle.    

    

"Godly doctor, thank you for curing my addiction. Thank you..." Looking at the old and new scars on his body that had not healed yet, he actually recovered in the blink of an eye. The stall owner was so excited that he fell to his knees with a plop. He hugged Yang Hsingchen's leg and cried out with tears and snot.    

    

It turned out that this guy was called Tian Shiyang. His mother was an Indian. When this guy was young, he was a tour guide. He had gone to many places and earned a lot of money. He even made all kinds of friends. One of them was a drug addict. As the saying goes, when you meet a monk, you can learn from him. When you meet a robber, learn how to steal. He quickly became addicted to drugs.    

    

Not only did drugs make him lose his job, but he was also forced to teach smoking for two years. But this drug addiction was not something that could be gotten rid of just by quit. People who had smoked drugs before... In this life, they had to use their strong willpower to fight against it. After the drug addiction came out, if one's willpower was slightly weaker, then the drug addiction would repeat itself. If he didn't do it well, he would have to go back to his old profession.    

    

Tian Shiyang's parents were also worried about him. After they were mentally and physically exhausted, they left the world one after another. When his parents died, this guy had no control over them. He didn't have any work to do. He just ate, drank, and drank all day.    

    

As the saying goes, you have nothing to do, not to mention that it was a money-burning drug. It didn't take long for everything in the house to be sold clean by him. He even sucked himself up to look like he was in his 40s. He looked like he was in his 60s. During this period of time, he had wanted to quit countless times, but every time he reached the final moment, he couldn't bear it and started to suck again.    

    

If he hadn't met Yang Hsingchen, he would have looked like a human and a ghost with 30% resemblance to a human and 70% resemblance to a ghost. At most, he would have lived for two or three years. The poison in his body had reached the point where it had entered his bone marrow, and the old scars on his body that couldn't be healed. This meant that his immunity was extremely poor.    

    

Of course, he also knew his own condition. He just wanted to live a day, a day, and a day, and wait for death. Now that Yang Hsingchen had cured his illness, how could he not be surprised?    

    

Thump, thump, thump. Tian Shiyang gave a few loud kowtows. He stood up and respectfully handed over the small painting book with blood on it with both hands, "Godly doctor, I really don't know why this book makes you vomit blood. But the Godly doctor and I know each other because of this book. Today, I will give this book to you. I hope that Godly Doctor will accept it and never mention anything about money. If you still think of me as a person, then don't give me any money. " After saying that, tears of excitement flowed down from his eyes.    

    

"Damn it, I really didn't think that you would still be a person of character. It's a pity that half of your life was ruined by drugs. This drug really kills people! " Wan Dong sighed and shook his head.    

    

"Alright, since you really want to give it to me, I will accept it."    

    

Yang Hsingchen also took the small painting book with both hands, then took out a card from his pocket. "Brother Tian, this is an anonymous card. There aren't many cards inside. Only ten million. The password is six sixes. You can use it to make the start-up funds. I believe that with your ability, you should be able to make a comeback."    

    

" Brother... Wu... " Tian Shiyang howled and knelt down again.    

    

This time, he was only halfway to his knees when Yang Hsingchen pulled him back. "Brother Tian, don't be like this. Earlier, when you knelt down to me, I was angry that you didn't fight for it. Those three heads are mine to take. Now that your addiction has been eliminated, it has opened a new chapter in your life. And I call you brother, brother, brother... This is something that can't be endured anymore."    

    

"Wuwuwu! Brother, please tell me your name and number. Give me three years, I will return the money with interest."    

    

"Alright, alright, I believe you." Yang Hsingchen did not hesitate and directly gave his name and phone number. Then he took the wordless small painting book and continued to walk forward with Wan Dong.    

    

Hua... Behind him was thunderous applause.    

    

After all, everyone around saw what happened to Yang Hsingchen just now. No one expected that not only did Yang Hsingchen cure the patient for free, he even gave the patient ten million yuan to do business. Such a kind heart of a craftsman could no longer be praised with any words. Only the warm applause that lasted for a long time and the admiration that came from the depths of their hearts could express the people's feelings at this moment.