"I wish I could get such a good jade every day." Song Xiaofan said intimately, but he knew that he was dreaming. Yesterday, he was just lucky enough to get such a good jade.

Besides, he went around the antique market several times yesterday, but he didn't see anything better.

Song Xiaofan sat cross-legged, and at the same time mobilized his spiritual energy and grabbed the jade. He saw that the gray jade outside suddenly flashed with light, and dark green aura slowly penetrated from the jade and entered Song Xiaofan's body.

An hour later, Song Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The spiritual energy in the jade has almost been absorbed by him.

"Now that cultivation is almost the same, and that set of boxing skills needs to be practiced. It would be great to have a weapon now." Song Xiaofan smiled bitterly.

A few days ago, when he was practicing, a set of boxing suddenly appeared in his mind. Weapons must be used in this boxing, but Song Xiaofan didn't, so he was actually looking for it these days.

But he couldn't find a suitable one, and even wanted to go to Shaolin Temple to find it. However, when Song Xiaofan asked someone to ask, there were no good weapons sold there.

So this troubled him.

As a martial arts practitioner, he definitely can't do without weapons. It's like, if you are a chef, you have to have rice, if you are a soldier, you must have weapons.

Moreover, when they fight with Black Panther tonight, they all have their own weapons. If they hadn't had their high cultivation level, they might have suffered a little.

After all, a good weapon can greatly increase your strength.

This is also the martial arts novels he read before, in Mr. Jin, who was so angry that the people in the martial arts world were killed by the sword of the Heaven Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"Look for it slowly." Song Xiaofan murmured.

Seeing the jade in front of him appearing black, Song Xiaofan held it in his hand and began to carve the amulet. Although he was lacking in spiritual energy, he could inject the talisman array into it to form the amulet.

The next morning, after breakfast, I went to the supermarket. Song Xiaofan came to the office and was checking the bill for this week.

At this time someone knocked on the door, and Xiao Zhao walked in, "Boss, I heard from Sister Yan'er that you are looking for me."

"Yes, Xiao Zhao."

Song Xiaofan nodded and smiled. Xiao Zhao in front of him was less than 20 years old. He looked simple but pretty. He also knew that this girl was pitiful. She came from the countryside. She was recruiting people at that time, and the girl had a little cowardly personality.

Su Lan didn't like him, but Song Xiaofan felt that it was quite pitiful. Moreover, he always had compassion for the children in the countryside, and he could help him, so he stayed.

After letting Xiao Zhao sit down, Song Xiaofan poured a glass of water.

"Boss, no, I, I will do it myself." Xiao Zhao hurriedly got up, Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled, "Okay, it's okay, you sit down."

He immediately asked, "I heard from Chen Yan that something happened at your home. Your father was sick, right?"

"right."

Xiao Zhao nodded, "Sorry, Boss, I, my father is sick, it's quite serious, but don't worry, I, I won't delay my work because of my family's affairs. Can you not fire me?"

Song Xiaofan smiled bitterly, the girl was simple, he shook his head and smiled, "You misunderstood Xiao Zhao, I don't mean that. If you have something to do at home, you should tell me earlier that I'll give you a few days off. After all, everyone has something to do at home, and this is the matter of your father's illness."

After saying that, he took out an envelope and said, "There are ten thousand yuan here, you can take it."

"No, no, no." Xiao Zhao shook his head, "Boss, you have treated me well, I can't take your money."

"Take it." Song Xiaofan put the money in the other party's hands, "Okay, don't be polite to me, it's important to treat the disease."

Xiao Zhao's eyes suddenly turned red, and she pursed her lips and said, "Boss, you are so good. Then, I will treat this money as I borrowed from you and I will definitely pay it back to you in the future."

"Okay, then that's it." Song Xiaofan nodded and smiled, and asked again, "By the way, what disease does your father have?"

"I, I don't know the boss. Several doctors can't diagnose my father's disease, but they've been in a coma and feel like they're possessed by evil spirits."

Song Xiaofan frowned slightly, "Is there anything else?"

He originally thought it was a common disease, but now it seems that the disease is very strange. "Let's do this, after get off work, I'll go with you to see it."

"That's so thankful to the boss." Xiao Zhao bowed quickly.

afternoon.

After get off work, Song Xiaofan drove Xiao Zhao to a village outside the county town.

Xiao Zhao's home was in the last few houses in the village. He parked his car at the door. Only then did Song Xiaofan see that Xiao Zhao's home looked similar to his previous home.

They are all earthen walls and look very dilapidated.

Suddenly, Song Xiaofan became much more kind to Xiao Zhao. When he saw Xiao Zhao, he remembered himself before.

At that time, I wanted to make a name for myself, but in the face of social reality, I had the helplessness and fighting!

"Boss, this is my house. My house is too broken, so you feel wronged." Xiao Zhao felt a little embarrassed, and Song Xiaofan waved his hand, "It's okay, my house was even more broken than yours before, it's really okay."

When he approached the room, Xiao Zhao's mother was very enthusiastic. She poured water and wiped the stool, so that Song Xiaofan could sit.

After all, this is her daughter's boss, and when she comes to her house, she is afraid of neglecting it.

"Aunt, don't be polite, please rest quickly." Song Xiaofan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm here to see my uncle."

Xiao Zhao took him to the back room. As soon as he entered, Song Xiaofan noticed something was wrong. He saw a trace of strangeness and faint evil spirit appearing in the house.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Xiao Zhao saw that Song Xiaofan's expression was wrong.

Song Xiaofan shook his head and said it was okay. When he walked in, he saw a middle-aged man lying on the kang. The man had a pale face and was in a coma.

"Sure enough, something is wrong." Song Xiaofan murmured.

"Boss, this is my father. After he woke up two days ago, he fell into a coma again." Xiao Zhao said.

Song Xiaofan stepped forward to take his pulse, but saw that the pulse was very messy, and evil qi was inside his body. He frowned and said, "I'll take a look at the medicine prescribed by the doctors."

Xiao Zhao didn't dare to delay, "Boss, take a look."

Song Xiaofan looked at it and his face suddenly became dark, "He is, these guys are just a bunch of quack doctors."

"Boss, what's going on? Is there something wrong with the medicine I prescribed for my dad?" Xiao Zhao's expression changed.

Song Xiaofan put down the medicine list and nodded, "These medicines can not only not cure your father's illness, but may also worsen."

What?

Xiao Zhao's face changed and his eyes suddenly turned red, "Boss, then, what should I do? Is my father helpless?"

Xiao Zhao's mother and younger brother also cried. This was the backbone of their family. If this was done, their family would basically collapse.

"Boss, what should we do?" Several people blushed.
Chapter completed!