"Brother, look at the appearance of these old gods in the Yellow Turban Taoist people, they seem to really rely on them. Could it be that they really have magical powers?" Wu Zheng was frightened and asked hesitantly.

"Hey, just pretending." Wu Feng smiled and looked down on this trick of a liar.

"Go in and take a look."

After saying that, Wu Feng greeted Wu Zheng and leaned over to Chen Xiao's house.

"Yes." Wu Zheng responded and quickly followed.

Because they were fellow villagers in the village, no one stopped Wu Zheng and Wu Feng, so they walked in smoothly. Chen Xiao's home was not much different from that outside. Not only was the layout inside, but the furniture was very old, and the air even emitted a faint stench.

There is no way, the mountains are just like this.

Wu Feng and Wu Zheng were also very accustomed to it. After entering the house, they walked towards the inner room. At this moment, the inner room was crowded with people, mostly with familiar faces, including the old village chief and Chen Xiao’s wife, Aunt Chen.

The rest are one Taoist priest and two Yellow Turban Taoist geniuses.

The Taoist robe was wearing a Taoist robe, with a slender figure, a distinctive appearance, and a yellow turban on his head, with a bit of fairy-like appearance. All of these people looked at the bed.

I saw a man lying on the bed. He was about forty years old, with a pale face, a dull eyes, and a weak look. It was Chen Xiao, who had broken legs.

At this moment, the two sides seemed to have a fierce quarrel.

"It seems like a coincidence." Wu Feng narrowed his eyes and took a step forward.

Chen Xiao said excitedly: "What Taoist priest? Taoist priest? You are so ignorant. You are so mysterious. Staying away from it is true. If you want to say that even my broken leg can be cured, I don't believe it. Get out, let him get out."

"Man, you can't be disrespectful to the Taoist priest." Aunt Chen was immediately panicked when he heard this. The Taoist priest was very persuasive and invited him into the house. So Aunt Chen shouted repeatedly.

Then, she was afraid that the Taoist priest would be disgusted, so she secretly glanced at the Taoist priest, but saw that the Taoist priest looked calm and seemed to be breeze-like. She suddenly felt relieved and became more confident. So she persuaded her heart with painstaking advice: "What if it can be done, the treatment may not be missing."

"Yes, yes, Xiaoxiao, don't be stubborn. What if it can be done? You must know that your family of several people can only be supported by your work. It is very unfavorable for you to break your leg."

People in the mountains were also superstitious, and everyone really believed in this Yellow Turban Taoist priest. Seeing that Chen Xiao was so stubborn, the old people present spoke one after another and persuaded Chen Xiao.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it even if I beat it to death." Chen Xiao was stubborn, twisted his head, stared at everyone and said he didn't believe it.

"How come you guys are ungrateful?" The old village chief was angry, and with a cane, he knocked hard on the ground, and hummed.

"Old village chief, it's not that I'm ungrateful. But this mysterious thing is really." Seeing that the old village chief was angry, Chen Xiao seemed a little panicked and said quickly.

"It's okay to try it." The old village chief hummed.

"No." Chen Xiao seemed to dare not talk back, and shook his head and said.

"Please show your supernatural powers." Seeing this, the old village chief showed a satisfied smile, and then raised his fist to the Yellow Turban Taoist priest.

"Okay." The Yellow Turban Taoist was already a god, and only then showed a faint expression, responded, and then walked up.

"Hmph." Chen Xiao seemed to be still angry and hummed. The old village chief glared at him and he didn't dare anymore.

"Don't resist." The Yellow Turban Taoist priest said to Chen Xiao, then suddenly pinched one hand and muttered something. His expression was extremely serious, as if he was doing something extremely sacred, which made the villagers around him solemn and felt more confident.

"disease."

Suddenly a loud shout rang out, but the Yellow Turban Taoist priest finished reciting the spell, clenched his fists with both hands, and pounded Chen Xiao's broken leg.

"Oh." Chen Xiao screamed in surprise, then stood up from the bed and said to the Taoist priest angrily: "You Taoist priest know that I broke my leg and still knocked it hard. What's the intention?"

"Haha." The Taoist priest only smiled, while the villagers around were stunned.

Chen Xiaoben was still angry. Seeing the stunned look of the villagers around him, he was stunned. Then he suddenly realized his mind and was filled with joy. He danced and said, "I actually stood up, I actually stood up."

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xiao remembered who was the credit for this. With a little guilt and apologized, he thanked him: "I was rude before, but the Taoist priest didn't care and helped me heal my legs. Chen Xiao, I thanked me."

"Haha, treating suffering is the doctrine of my Yellow Turban Taoist. This hero does not need to be polite." The Taoist still smiled and helped Chen Xiao up. Then he took out a stack of talisman paper from his chest and handed it to Chen Xiao and said, "I just used my supernatural powers to help you get rid of the disease. However, the supernatural powers are effective, but they are only treating the symptoms. Take this stack of talisman paper and drink it with water, and keep your medicine until the disease is cured."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, priest." Chen Xiao hurriedly accepted it and bowed repeatedly.

"Please ask the Taoist priest to come to my house. My old mother has been in bed for three years and can't go to the ground yet."

"Please give me the Taoist priest."

The villagers were stunned, but when they saw Chen Xiao thanking him, they all came to their senses. They were immediately excited and said one by one.

The old village chief's cheeks were even red and his eyes shone. His legs had a big problem and he felt a little painful every rainy day. If it could be cured.

When the old village chief thought of this, he became even more excited.

The Taoist priest seemed to be used to this kind of scene, with a faint smile on his face. But in the faint smile, there was a hint of disdain.

But he thought to himself that this ignorant villager is really easy to cheat. He just needs a child caregiver and everything will be fine.

But because of this, there is one case. If I am really sick, I will be bedridden for three years. I don’t really have supernatural powers, so how can I cure it?

Now apply oil to the soles of your feet and leave first.

But Wu Feng guessed it right.

This talisman water magic power can cure diseases, so there will be no medicine in the world. This Taoist priest is naturally a liar, and Chen Xiao is also a child caregiver and acting.

Poor villagers are ignorant and are all deceived.

If this liar is really successful, the village will definitely be tied to the Yellow Turban Trail. In the future, the Yellow Turbans will sweep the world, and I am afraid that one of them will end up not even in ten.

Of course, this is a difficult situation for ordinary people, but for heroes, it is the prelude to the times.

Liu Bei, Yuan Shao, Cao Cao, Sun Jian and others made their fortunes by relying on the Yellow Turban Uprising, gathered their power and established fame, and eventually became heroes shining in this era.

They fought east and west, and it can be said that they hung the enemy's head in front of the horse, and put on the bow and arrow behind the horse, drink a loud drink, and sing a song that dominates the world.

This is the future of my dreams, taste the taste of heroes.

Wu Feng, who was standing next to him, was extremely calm on his face, but his hands were clenched in the shape of fists and his eyes were very bright, which was his extremely excited expression.

Let’s not talk about Wu Feng, but what about this Taoist priest? He is one of the disciples of the great wise and good teacher Zhang Jiao. His surname is Wang Mingting. Although he is not old, he has great acting skills and has experienced many storms. Therefore, this scam is so perfect.

"My mother, is this true?" All this fell into Wu Zheng's eyes, and he immediately frightened the young man, widened his eyes and was stunned.

However, Chen Xiao broke his leg, and then he lay on the bed and couldn't get off the ground, but Wu Zheng saw it with his own eyes. Now he saw this Taoist priest showing his magical powers. The young man had never seen the world before, so he was naturally frightened.

But this cannot be hidden from Wu Feng. Seeing Wu Zheng's appearance, Wu Feng immediately smiled and said, "A liar."

The call of a liar is not only a straight word, but also a loud voice. Not only Wu Zheng can hear it, but also the villagers present and the Taoist priest can hear it.

Suddenly, a bunch of angry eyes turned to Wu Feng, especially Chen Xiao, who looked even more angry. One sentence or two words made Wu Feng angry.

But this is what Wu Feng hopes for.
Chapter completed!