Chapter 649

The cotton thread burned to ashes still looks like cotton thread.

The wind blew gently, and the ash silk thread shook a few times, but it didn't break.

He made a little effort again, and after another blow, the silk thread broke off and fell on the table.

The wind once blew from the back of the square. When he was concentrating on observing the black white eye stone fish, the flame of the lighter that was originally in a static state (of course not absolutely static) ignited the silk thread nearby because the air flow changed direction.

Where does the wind come from?

Why didn't Fang Yuan stare at the stone fish? When he entered that state, there was no wind?

When the two imaginary fish rotate, how can they produce cool Qi in the surrounding meridians and control his mood with the positive rotation and reverse rotation?

What kind of mystery is there in this black white eyed stone fish?

Where does potato always get this stone fish? Why should he give it to Fangyuan?

What's the point of potato always doing this?

In addition, Fang Yuan leads his cool Qi to rise during the "work" to stabilize his mood. After always thinking of good things, he can obviously feel that his spirit is much better.

Righteousness.

Yes, it's righteousness.

But shouldn't healthy qi come into being when Yin and yang fish are spinning?

If the positive Qi is the Qi field only when the Yin and yang fish rotate reversely, then it is not the positive Qi.

But it's true.

There are many, many questions, just like the sparkling golden waves reflected by the rising sun on the breeze blowing River, constantly flash from the mind of the surrounding area.

He could not think of an answer to these questions.

He couldn't think of even one answer.

"Cone, cone, cone."

Outside the closed iron door in the basement, there was some uneasy cry of the donkey, and then there was the sound of claws scratching the door.

"I'm fine. Go to bed when you're full. Don't worry about me."

For the sake of donkey's concern for himself, Fang Yuan spoke in a gentle tone.

Alas, this is my brother. It's not like that dead foreigner grinde, who will pat his hairy chest and swear to God how loyal he is all day, but he can't even enjoy two stewed potatoes with water.

Foreign devils, shouldn't they all love potatoes?

When he heard that his brother was still alive, the donkey stopped scratching the door.

"Old potato, who are you?"

Fang Yuan looked down at the stone fish and muttered with a smile.

The status of potato in Fangyuan's mind can be seen from his driving away his shadow.

Similarly, Tudou is even better to him than his granddaughter in the years when he has brought up the surrounding area.

But this doesn't mean that potato always has to tell Fang Yuan what he is sacred.

Old potato taught Fangyuan unparalleled stealing skills and fighting skills -- even if Fangyuan is mentally retarded, you can see that the old man is not an ordinary person, but he has never inquired about his past.

It's as if the old potato should have such a great ability, just as he loves potatoes naturally.

He is the benefactor who brought up Fang Yuan and taught him his skills.

Who has to force his benefactor to say his previous broken things?

Maybe someone will do that, but Fangyuan won't.

At least, he didn't think so before today.

What's more, the old potato lover is dead?

But now, Fang Yuan has a strong interest in who potatoes are, where they come from, and so on.

"Old man, you don't blame me for trying to find out who you are, do you? Well, you certainly won't. dead people can't say no. "

Fang Yuan smiled, stretched his arms and jumped off the table.

Black white eye stone fish is a good thing, but it can't stay here anymore. It's really a miracle that Li Datou can keep it for so many years without dying.

Fortunately, the stone fish is not too big and can be put in the pocket of Zhongshan suit.

After patting his pocket, Fang Yuan reluctantly turned over the box and made sure there was nothing else before he walked to the door of the basement.

Gululu -- when Fang Yuan reached out to open the door, there was a farting cry in his stomach.

"Lao Tzu's stomach digestion ability is getting bigger and bigger. Just now, when talking to Li Datou, the potato was still arching out of his throat. Now he's hungry."

Fang Yuan rubbed his stomach with his left hand and opened the iron door.

The donkey didn't go, so he was lying on the stairs in front of the basement waiting for him.

After seeing the big brother come out, he immediately stood up and began to wag his tail.

"What about the dead foreigner? Have you been supported to death now?"

Fang Yuan asked.

The dead foreigner was not supported to death.

People who are supported to death will not squat on the ground in front of the faucet and brush their teeth with a tooth jar.

"Shit, you can squat on the ground after eating so much. It's amazing."

After Fang Yuan came to the ground along the steps, he saw Greene in the yard at a glance.

As soon as this sentence was finished, he was stunned: the golden sunshine, sprinkled on grinde's happy face, must be missing the taste of large intestine.

Now, it's the next morning.

Fang Yuan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. When he opened it again, there was no change in the scene in front of him.

Yes, this is the morning.

Fang Yuan came to the basement with Li Datou at more than 8 p.m. last night. I felt that I stayed in it for an hour at most. When I came out again, it should be midnight. Why is it the next morning?

Unconsciously, he stayed in the basement all night.

No wonder the donkey didn't trust him and called for him.

For more than ten hours a night, Fang Yuan didn't close his eyes and rest, but he didn't feel the slightest fatigue.

Moreover, when he walked into the yard and looked up at the rising sun, he could clearly feel the cool breath in his body and began to flow slowly from bottom to top.

With new vitality.

This feeling makes Fangyuan very comfortable and enjoy. I feel that I am the happiest person in the world. When I look at Greene's bald head, it is obviously much more pleasing to the eye.

"Brother yuan, what shall we have for breakfast?"

Grinde stood up with his teeth in his mouth and asked Fang Yuan nervously. I'm afraid he would lift his lips and float out two words: potatoes.

"You can eat whatever you want."

Fang Yuan's answer brightened Greene's eyes and filled him with vitality. He turned and left: "I'll go to the boss and tell him I and brother yuan, you have to eat large intestine!"

"You eat, I have something to go out."

Fang Yuan waved his hand and said.

Greene doesn't care where brother yuan is going or what he does -- as long as he doesn't eat potatoes.

The donkey is not like a dead foreigner. He wants to go out with his eldest brother. It's said that he ran to Li Datou's kitchen this morning and ate a faded duck. He's really in a panic. Why do you have to go to slip your legs and digest the food?

"What are you doing? What if you scare the big girl? Wait here -- especially, how many times have I told you that when you steal food in the future, remember to wipe your mouth clean. What's the matter with a piece of duck skin in the corner of your mouth? "

Maybe he thought that the donkey's behavior of stealing food would seriously affect his glorious image in Li Datou's eyes. Fang Yuan raised his leg impolitely and kicked him in the ass.

The donkey felt wronged and hurriedly pressed his tail against the wall and slipped out of the small gate in the backyard.

Outside the small gate of the backyard is a vegetable field with cabbage and other vegetables.

The donkey looked as he walked. When he came to the middle of the vegetable field, he suddenly stopped, opened his mouth, made an action to vomit, and quickly turned and ran away.

On the ridge here, rows of potatoes are planted, and the leaves have turned yellow (the planting time of potatoes is unlimited, including those planted in spring and those planted after autumn. There is no problem in one season). It is the harvest season.

The donkey doesn't know the potato seedling, or he won't come if he is killed.

He knew that potatoes were planted here because he saw an old man sitting on the ridge, smiling and gnawing at a potato. When he looked at it, he politely picked up a potato and gave way to it.

The donkey is willing to be kicked to death by his brother, and he will never eat potatoes.

Besides, big brother won't kick the donkey to death because it always looks at beautiful women with lustful eyes.

Just, where did brother go to see the beauty?

That's what the donkey cares about.

There are many places where you can see beautiful women.

For example, at the auto show, there must be one or two beautiful nurses in the cinema, coffee shop - hospital, even in the small county hospital.

Even if there is no beautiful nurse, there must be two beautiful patients with colds and abortion, right?

Fang Yuan was lucky and met a beautiful intern.

Of course, beauty is also relatively good. Even if the little girl has a few obvious freckles on her nose and her ass is not too upturned, she is much better than other girls in Fangyuan today.

He politely pulled an old man in front of him to the back and walked into the Department.

Before the angry old man raised his hand and taught him a lesson, Fang Yuan closed the door in time and said hello with a respectful smile: "good morning, doctor."

The little girl must have had a good rest last night. Otherwise, she wouldn't be angry if she witnessed someone Fang's disrespect for the old man. When he said hello, her face turned red and nodded gently: "OK -- what's wrong with you?"

"The heart always beats badly for no reason, and the blood pressure is also high and low. Especially when you see a beautiful woman, the symptoms are more obvious."

Fang Yuan said, with a painful look on his face: "well, now the symptoms have broken out and some dizziness -- oh, why are there many big dens on the ground?"

But I dare not let such a talking handsome man fall into the pit. The beautiful doctor quickly helped him with his arm, helped him sit in the chair and began to take his blood pressure.

"Your blood pressure is normal."

After measuring three or four times in succession, the little girl with a redder face did not see Mr. Fang's hand like a blind man, and had slowly climbed onto the back of her white and tender hand.

"But my heart beats hard, otherwise you touch it."

Fang Yuan grabbed someone else's hand, put it in his heart and said softly, "you can feel it jumping very badly. Is it shouting?"

"I, I feel it."

Before the colleagues in the Department pushed the door in, the little girl retracted her right hand in time and said with a low eyebrow: "then, check the heart and use the ECG."

"OK, OK, I'll do what you want me to do."

With a disgusting look I sold you, Fang Yuan followed others into the ECG room.

Of course, the medical equipment in small counties and cities can not be compared with that in large hospitals, but it is also enough to detect the correct results.

"Your heart rate is 70 beats per minute, very normal, without any symptoms."

The little girl handed the ECG paper to Fang Yuan and whispered.

"You, you don't lie to me, I -- I can't understand this."

Fang Yuan pinched the ECG drawing, looked at the wavy curve above, and suddenly wanted to fall to the ground.