Chapter 120

Now it seems that Zhao Rongrong bought the seal script, which was used by Murong Kai's sister.

"I remember the family order issued by the Nalan family some time ago. The people in that portrait are very similar to you."

Looking at Lin Fan carefully, Zhao Rongrong suddenly exclaimed, "it's not you, right?"

"Miss Zhao, if I have such great ability, do I still need to sit here?"

Shaking his head, Lin Fan sighed: "I go directly to the Nalan family as a guest. Anyway, the Nalan family values me so much, don't you think so?"

If Lin fan is really a portrait person, there is no need to come to Murong's house.

Strange, too strange, no matter how you look at it, Zhao Rongrong feels that she has seen Lin Fan there.

"Is it him?"

Suddenly, I thought of the man who sold her the seal script in antique street. His figure seemed to be very similar to Lin fan, and his voice seemed to be a little similar?

"Brother fan, the last time my sister ate the tranquility pill you gave me no effect, sister Rongrong used Fu Zhuan to stick it on my sister's forehead."

Speaking about the treatment process that day, Murong Kai sighed: "it's a pity that we couldn't find the person who sold Fu Zhuan in the end. Otherwise, my sister's illness would be better."

"Xiao Kai is right. The seal script that the man sold me is true."

Nodding heavily, Zhao Rongrong said, "I had an accident that day, and it was the Fu Zhuan given by that man that saved my life."

Thinking of the car accident that night, Zhao Rongrong feels scared.

If Fu Zhuan had not saved her life, she would have been dead.

"Even Fu Zhuan has no effect. Brother Murong, your sister is very sick."

Before listening to murongkai's description, Jingxin pills can't work, so it may be caused by excessive Yin Qi.

Now even the talisman does not work. It can only show that there are deeper reasons besides the heavy Yin Qi.

For example, corpse poison?

"My poor sister has been suffering from this disease for nearly half a year."

Thinking of the haggard Murong Xun, Murong Kai rubbed his sour eyes: "I hope the Taoist priest can save my sister, my sister can't endure."

"Don't worry, your sister will be fine."

Looking at the dignified old Taoist, Lin Fan joked: "the Taoist priest's power is boundless, but it is against the heaven."

The old Taoist priest, who was chatting with murongde, felt Lin Fan's gaze. At the moment, his eyelids picked and his face was full of pride.

"Master Murong, the boy brought a broken stone. I think he is probably a liar."

Having regarded Lin Fan as a rice bowl Snatcher, the old Taoist sneered: "there are all kinds of people these days. It's hard to find people like me who not only have boundless magic power but also think about the society."

"Don't worry, Taoist. I will send someone to follow up on the repair of your Taoist temple."

After understanding the meaning of the old Taoist, murongde said, "as long as my daughter is cured, in addition to the repair of Taoist temple, I will give a special Taoist priest."

"Murong family master, you're too outspoken. As I said just now, it's fate that you and I met. The way in the dark has arranged all this."

The old Taoist said with a smile: "you don't have to spend so much money. Just give one million."

"Don't worry Murong de nodded.

Hearing the conversation, Lin Fan sighed and put a green vegetable in his mouth.

"Brother Murong, it's too easy to earn money now."

It's not easy to earn a million dollars if you pretend to be forced.