Chapter 874

Chen Cen was stunned.

"Aren't you afraid my father will beat you out?"

His father has been moody since he woke up No, it should be said that he became very angry. After more than 50 years of practice, all of them have been thrown away.

Yan Bai side eyes, a glance at him, silent continue to walk forward.

Chen Cen's step slightly pauses.

He always felt that he was looking at a fool just now. His face suddenly changed. He wanted to say something and yell at others, but in a flash he thought of Chen Guo's science popularization. In a moment, he was honest, shut up and quietly followed up.

Chen en's room door.

Chen Cen knocked on the door and called out "Dad" slightly with care.

Then, Yan Bai listened to the sound of "bang", as if something hit the door.

Chen Cen looked at Yan Bai helplessly, with the expression of "he is like this".

Yan Bai nodded and said in a deep voice, "Wuyang, I'm coming in."

Without waiting for a response, he closed the door.

Chen Cen listened to the "click" and Yanbai opened the door.

"You..."

He raised his hand in astonishment and pointed to the door.

Yan Bai ignored and pushed the door straight in.

Chen en sat on the bed, staring at the person in front of him with a dull face.

Yan Bai glanced. Shi Shi ran went to the chair in front of his bed and sat down. He looked around.

The position of this chair is strange.

If taking care of patients, the chair is usually placed at the head of the bed, close to the pillow, or the end of the bed. And this one, placed in the middle of the bed, and the chair surface is higher than the bed surface. After sitting down, there is another invisible feeling of being in a commanding position.

Besides, there is a chair at the head of the bed.

Where are the two?

His eyes flashed and turned.

Yan's eyes are white, like a man's skin, and he's like he's got a lot of pain.

Yan Bai ignored and turned to see Chen Cen directly.

"Why is this chair here?"

Chair, what's wrong?

"That, elder martial brother's chair. He talked to the master inside before he left. It wasn't long before you came. I haven't come to collect the chairs yet

Yan's white eyes were dark, and a clear look flashed between his eyebrows and eyes.

Chen Cen just saw, can't help but more doubt, did not resist curiosity.

"What's the matter?"

Instead of answering, Yan Bai got up and went to Chen en.

"Come on, don't stare at me. Open your mouth. I'll see your voice."

Chen en was stunned. He didn't seem to expect that he would be so kind. The expression on his face was wrong. He kneaded and twisted.

Yan Bai looked at the wrinkled layers of wrinkles. He could not help but frown. He forbeared and did not reach out to count the wrinkles on his face.

Chen en looked at him with wide eyes, as if questioning what he was thinking.

"I'll fix your throat first. It's convenient for me to say anything."

He is lazy and doesn't want people to write.

Chen Cen was surprised.

"I've been to several uncles before. They all said that my father's voice was not saved. You..."

"When you were in the hospital, didn't your people say he wasn't saved?"

Chen Cen choked.

Chen en's pupils were startled and his eyes widened. He grasped Yan Bai's hand in some anxiety. He seemed to want to ask him something.

Yan Bai didn't understand. He just raised eyebrows at Chen en and asked in a cold voice, "don't you want to cure it?"

Chen en was stunned and quickly released his hand, shaking his head.

"Open your mouth."

Yinluo, Chen Enzhu opened his mouth, looked like a child, raised his head high, and skillfully put his mouth in front of each other.

Yan Bai asked Chen Cen to find a cotton swab and pressed it with two pieces. He looked down slightly and looked closely at it.

In a moment.

Yan Bai takes out a cotton swab and throws it into the garbage can.

"It was burned with the wrong medicine. In order to expel the Yin Qi from his body, the medicine I prescribed to him is fire. At the moment, someone added to the fire and burned his throat. Fortunately, I took the medicine once. There is also salvation. "

Chen en and Chen Cen suddenly lit up.

Chen Cen expressed it directly.

"Thank you, thank you! What do you need? I'll get it ready right now

Yan Bai colludes with him and asks people to find a pen and paper to write down the medicine list.

"You can make the medicine yourself and fry it yourself. Don't pass through the process, no matter who it is. Otherwise, your father's voice will be completely destroyed if he gives out a fork. "

Chen Cen hands a meal, think of his previous sentence, can not help but ask: "do you know who moved the hands and feet?"

Yan Bai shook his head and did not answer.Chen Cen hesitated to look at him, unconsciously turned to look at Chen en.

Chen en just gave him a soothing look and asked him to fill the medicine first.

Chen Cen pursed his lips, but he was still smart and didn't ask more questions. He nodded and glanced at them deeply and turned away.

Yan Bai went back to his chair and sat down. He lowered his head and played with his fingers.

"Since you can't speak, I'll ask some simple ones for you to answer. Nod yes, shake your head yes, do you understand that

Chen en's heart was broken.

If you can talk, he is not right now. He just hurt his throat, not a fool!

Yan Bai seems to have not seen a man's angry eyes in general, slowly sort out his clothes, and continue to say.

"Do you know that the person who added the ingredients was Chen Guo?"

Yan Bai: "do you know that it's Chen's trick to covet the sacrificial son?"

Chen en was stiff and nodded.

Yan Bai: "you are actually a puppet. All the things are done by Chen state?"

Chen en closed his eyes and nodded slowly.

Yes, as Yan Bai guessed, Chen en's voice was destroyed by Chen Guo.

When he woke up last night, he might have been walking at the gate of the underworld. There was something wrong with him. He suddenly thought about it.

The reason why he was interested in sariko was that he overheard the story told by Chen Guo and xiaodaotong. He had yearning, and then inexplicably became more obsessive. In the process of searching, he gradually became greedy, and then he secretly called people to look for sariko.

He was a native of Tongcheng. He had heard too many versions of the legend of sarizi, but he only thought it was a legend before. After hearing a little story from Chen guokou, he was greedy again.

It's ridiculous to think about it after waking up.

He laughed at himself.

He trusts Chen Guo very much, do this thing also can tell the other party naturally, he also stupid needs Chen Guo to pierce the needle. Even knowing the mysterious man is the introduction of Chen state.

After he found out the problem, it was convenient for Chen to confront each other.

Chen Guo seemed to feel that he was useless. A bowl of medicine directly destroyed his throat, and he was also praised as saying that in order to repay the kindness of his upbringing, he left his life and assured him that he would die for his old age.

After that, Chen became more unscrupulous.

Not long ago, Chen left, but also dedicated to the runway. Chen en showed off, saying that he had found sarizi's downstairs.

Chen en hates.

I hate myself for being stupid.

He slowly closed his eyes and did not want to recall how he handed over the Lingxiao temple to Chen Guo step by step.

He thought he had a good dog, but unexpectedly, he attracted a coyote.

Yan Bai is not interested in his love and hatred. The rest of the problem is to wait for someone to talk before he can continue. Suddenly it became a little boring.

Yan Bai is bored and looks around Chen en's room.

A bed, a bedside table, a wardrobe, a desk.

Simple and simple.

At first glance, it seems to be very suitable for him. But careful identification, you will find that these furniture are huanghuali wood.

It's a secret.

Yan Bai was deeply moved.

"Do you make money as a Taoist now?"

Chen Guozheng is full of self pity.

His words, like a punch, hit him in the back of his head, suddenly all his emotions are broken, one breath held in the heart, not up and down.

However, he opened his eyes and glared at Yan Bai.

Yan Bai just turned his head and looked up, puzzled, winked and raised his eyebrows.

"What are you staring at me for?"

Chen en snorted in silence, turned his head, and looked like "I don't want to pay attention to you.".

Yan Bai raises eyebrows.

Is Chen enzai about fifty?

Why is his temper worse than his grandfather's?

Chen en turned his back to him and didn't see the expression on his face, otherwise it would be another disturbance.

Yan Bai turned his mouth secretly, got up and decided to go out for a walk.

When Chen en heard the door open, he turned around, grabbed the pillow on his head and threw it at him.

Yan Bai's ear moved, his body slightly to one side, dodged, looked back, picked eyebrows.

"What?"

Chen en asked him what he wanted with his eyes.

Yan Bai pointed to the door.

"Boring, you can't talk when you go out for a walk"

his voice is flat and he doesn't have a trace of emotion, but Chen en hears his dislike.

The old man's mood rose again. He grabbed another pillow and threw it at Yan Bai's head.

Yan Bai's face was expressionless. He didn't move. The pillow fell about five centimeters in front of his eyes.He murmured to himself, shaking his head.

"Taoist Wuyang, you'd better have a good rest. We'll talk about it when your son comes back. "

After that, he turned and left. When he closed the door, he did not know what kind of mentality he had put a yellow symbol on the door.

He stood at the door and looked up at the sky.

The early autumn of Tongcheng, the sky is still blue, without a trace of clouds, the sun hanging in the air, the sun burning strong sun people hair pain.

A breath.

He suddenly felt a look on his left side. He could not help turning his eyes.

A little guy was poking around behind the wall. He didn't seem to expect that he would turn his head suddenly and be shocked.

Four eyes are opposite.

The little guy called "ah" and turned to run.

Yan Bai's action is faster. He dodges to his back, grabs his collar, puts his arm around his waist, and picks up the man.

The next moment, he turned his eyes carelessly, and there was a small spot beside his foot. It seemed that he had fallen down carelessly just now, and was lying on the ground with his head up and shaking. His eyes were full of tears.

Poor.

Yan Bai bent down and was about to hold him when he saw the crystal clear snot slowly falling from his nose. His hand was stiff for a moment. He suddenly changed direction, took out the tissue from his pocket, hesitated for a moment, or did not go down to help, and directly threw the paper towel in the little bit's arms.

"Wipe your nose."

He turned his head and looked at the little fellow in his arms.

It's the Taoist boy who opened the door for him just now.

"What are you peeping at?"

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