"Are you okay?"

Zuo Songyuan asked with concern.

Yi Qing stood up and patted the dust on his body: "It's okay, you don't have to worry, old man."

After saying that, he finally looked at 6 Yunxiao for the first time.

"What do you call this little friend?"

Yi Qing stretched out his hand.

6 Yunxiao ignored it, but looked at Zuo Songyuan and said lightly: "Old man Zuo, I'm here not to play with you."

If I can take out the medicinal materials, it will be your blessing.

If I don't like it, then I will calculate with you the matter of asking you to get into trouble."

"Rareless! You dare to disrespect the old man!"

Yi Qing shouted loudly.

This young man dares to call the old man Zuo Old Man.

Who gave him the courage!

Swish!

He suddenly clawed out and grabbed 6 Yunxiao's shoulder.

After all, it was a guest invited by the old man, so I couldn't do it seriously.

Just pinch his shoulders and let him know that he is powerful.

"Kneel down!"

6 Yunxiao suddenly spoke.

The voice was like thunder, resounding in Yi Qing's mind.

His head buzzed and he couldn't help but kneel down to the ground.

When I came to my senses, I looked extremely frightened.

The young man actually made himself kneel down with just one word.

What is this method?

That sound was like thunder, as if the power of heaven had arrived, and almost all his soul was scattered.

Could this be a master's method?

Only a master can escape from the world and be like a god who is above and above.

The sound is like thunder, and the meaning is like the vast ocean!

Yi Qing was frightened and trembling in a trembling voice: "You, are you a master?"

6 Yunxiao did not answer, but ordered: "Go and persuade Old Man Zuo."

"yes!"

Yi Qing was extremely respectful.

There is no longer the arrogance I had before.

The young man in front of me is a powerful master.

And he is also a young master!

The future is broad and the future is unlimited.

Such people are destined to be men at the top.

How dare I mess with you again?

It's too late to flatter every thing.

Yi Qing walked to Zuo Songyuan, leaned against his ear, muttering, not knowing what he was talking about.

Wait until he finishes talking.

Zuo Songyuan stood up, stepped forward, and bowed deeply to 6 Yunxiao: "Mr. 6, I was wrong, please forgive me."

6 Yunxiao looked at him with a smile.

Zuo Songhara felt numbness on his back.

I bowed and felt sore in my back, but I just didn't dare to move.

He has never seen the master's method, but he has also heard of it.

He knew that if the master was angry, their Zuo family could say goodbye to the world.

You must be respectful.

Even if he kneels down, he will do it.

As long as this young master does not take revenge on their Zuo family.

"Old man."

Yi Qing whispered: "Mr. 6 wants medicinal materials, please go and get them."

“Yes, yes!”

Zuo Songyuan nodded quickly.

He was scared and was timid towards Yi Qing.

"Sir 6, please wait."

The old man speeded up his pace, but he didn't have the heart to care about the pain in his old waist, so he rushed to the backyard.

"Hey, grandpa, why are you here?"

Zuo Wenzheng asked in surprise.

Zuo Songyuan shouted sternly: "Don't say so much, why don't you move when you asked you to carry the medicinal herbs?"

"Isn't it grandpa, do you say that's just a code? How can you really use the medicinal materials..."

Zuo Wenzheng felt extremely wronged.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zuo Songyuan was so anxious that he interrupted her sternly, picked up a pot of flowers from the ground, and rushed to the living room.

"Grandpa, please walk carefully."

Zuo Wenzheng shouted with concern and followed.

I saw my grandfather stumble and put the pot of flowers on the table: "Sir 6, this is the golden covered flower that I specially cultivated.

It is a century-old spiral-covered grass that is grafted with money.

Look, what you think is not."

6 Yunxiao took a look: "Trump."

Cold sweat oozed from Zuo Songyuan's forehead.

I stumbled and moved a pot again: "Sir 6, this is the pleated grass I used with hushi and grafted..."

"Rubbish."

Zuo Songyuan's back was cold, and he felt that Mr. 6 was deliberately making things difficult for him.

His granddaughter has long been unable to bear it.

He was about to rush over and curse.

At this time, 6 Yunxiao stood up and said, "I'd better go and see it myself. Where is your medicine garden?"

"Just in the backyard, I'll take you there."

Zuo Songhara breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that he would be exhausted here before he died within three or five days.

Fortunately, Mr. 6 is not that inhumane.

Zuo Wenzheng wanted to scold 6 Yunxiao, but it seemed that 6 Yunxiao got up by himself and took it back.

I snorted coldly in my heart.

If you have a wink, otherwise my aunt will scold you to death!

Come to the medicine garden.

6 Yunxiao looked at it casually and shook his head: "It's all garbage."

It is purely for the sake of beauty, and the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials are wasted.

Are you also called the priest of traditional Chinese medicine?
To be continued...