One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

"I want to heal myself."

Bai Yuan raised an eyebrow after hearing this.

"What kind?"

Gong Qing's lips twitched. Why did he feel like the quack doctor was cursing him?

Then, he pointed to his chest.

"I want to feel... Qi again."

“When Ma Xianhong came to Longhu Mountain before, he took away some Quanxing disciples. During that time, he introduced us to the ‘Cultivation Furnace’. If it’s really as miraculous as he said, that furnace can indeed restore me!”

After the words fell.

Bai Yuan chuckled twice, seemingly quite interested.

"Aren't you going to contact me?"

"Can you cure it?" Gong Qing asked, tilting his head.

"What do you say?"

It's another rhetorical question.

Gong Qing shook his head and said softly:

"I deliberately didn't contact you."

Bai Yuan placed his hand on the car roof.

"What do you mean?"

Gong Qing pointed to himself and slowly gave an explanation.

“In the past, I was afraid that I was just a dream of someone else, and that when that person woke up, I would just vanish into thin air.”

"Right now, it seems like I've found an anchor point in the dark. I want to verify or get closer to this anchor point. Although I don't have a way to do it yet, I still plan to give it a try!"

"Of course, there's another matter. A number of Quanxing disciples went to Biyou Village for refuge a few days ago. I need to go there to appease those people on behalf of the sect leader, since some of them are craftsmen and skilled workers!"

Bai Yuan fell silent.

This child... if he had been born a few hundred years earlier, he would probably have a place in the field of philosophy.

Subsequently,

Bai Yuan then looked at the other two Quanxing members inside the car.

"What are you two doing here?"

Tu Junfang, in disguise, grinned.

"Of course, it's to protect you, Sect Leader!"

Ding Shian, in the passenger seat, nodded.

"I will protect you, Sect Leader!"

Bai Yuan was speechless and simply cursed.

"Get lost! I'm not one of your Quanxing sects, what kind of sect leader am I?"

"What's that called?"

"Bai Yuan!"

"Yes, Sect Leader!" Ding Shian nodded honestly.

Bai Yuan: ...

Tu Junfang couldn't help but make a joke.

“Yuan, you are blessed but do not know it. Our Quanxing is an organization that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It has a very deep cultural heritage. The position of its leader can only be held by a person of high moral character and prestige!”

Over the years, countless people have wanted to become the sect leader, but none have had the connections.

Bai Yuan was so angry that he laughed on the spot.

These shameless bastards!

then,

He opened the car door, and just as he was about to get in, Gong Qing stopped him first.

"Sect Leader, please take the car in the back!"

"Ok?"

Bai Yuan looked up in confusion and saw that there was another car behind the white SUV.

Gong Qing made a gesture of invitation with a fawning expression.

Bai Yuan turned and walked towards the car behind him; he didn't care where he sat.

Since I already have a car, there's no need for me to take another one.

But when he reached the next car, he froze for a moment...

Depend on!

Isn't this my own Audi?

The last time I drove it, it was when I went to the airport with Ma Chu and the little Taoist nun. After boarding the plane, I entrusted this Audi to Xia Liuqing.

Could it be that Old Man Xia drove his car over?

Pull the passenger side handle.

Bai Yuan sat down directly inside.

The moment he sat down, a familiar fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

The familiar scent is the delicate fragrance of rose petals, mixed with a hint of unique body odor.

He barely looked up, and blurted out instinctively:

"Pink hair?!"

But then,

He then felt something soft and yielding towards him...

Xia He jerked up from the driver's seat and lunged at the young man in the passenger seat, her beautiful eyes flashing with a chilling light.

"I'll bite you to death, you heartless bastard!!!"

Bai Yuan was agile; as he dodged, he simultaneously placed one hand against Xia He's cheek, stopping her attack, and quickly asked:

"Are you out of your mind, you idiot? What did I do to offend you?!"

Xia He's eyes blazed with fury, her hands flailing wildly in an attack. With a hand pressed against her face, she could only mumble incoherently:

"You bastard...you dare say you didn't do it yesterday?!"

Bai Yuan explained loudly:

"I just used your phone to order some food, is it really that big of a deal?"

The girl struggled fiercely, one hand already grabbing his collar, while trying to bite the back of his hand with her mouth!

Upon hearing Bai Yuan's explanation, Xia He, who was already furious, suddenly unleashed tremendous strength, pressing her entire body down on Bai Yuan, looking down at him.

A seemingly gentle smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he gently stroked Bai Yuan's face with one hand, saying each word clearly:

"Come on! Explain to me why my bank card received a notification last night from a bathhouse... a deduction!!"

Bai Yuan: ...

It's over,

You shouldn't have gotten on that car!

I accidentally forgot about that!

...

Biyou Village

A group of people stopped at the entrance of the village.

The group of people lined up in a row.

among them,

A young man with white hair, bare feet, a string of bells hanging from his wrist, and wearing a wide Taoist robe stood at the front.

Ma Xianhong is the village chief of Biyou Village and also the director of the demolition office.

Beside Ma Xianhong stood an elderly man with glasses, leaning on a cane and hunched over.

Bi Yuan is one of the older generation representatives of the Quanxing (a secret society).

This person also has another title: Director of the Admissions Office of the All-Sex Society.

Following closely behind was Qiu Rang, a man with gray-white hair, wearing a blue training uniform, arms crossed, exuding an extraordinary aura, with a gilded jade sword tucked into his waistband, known as the invincible one in close combat.

With a physique as robust as a bear, Harichagai comes from the grasslands.

Finger magic, Zhong Xiaolong.

Ghostly Steps, the cold-blooded young swordsman, Ding Zihuan.

And Zhang Kun, the Earth Immortal dressed like a typical otaku.

Among a group of people.

There were also two girls.

One big and one small.

One of them was a tall, slender swordswoman named Fu Rong, with short, neat hair, fair skin, and wearing a white T-shirt.

Another character is Wu Kui, who has a flat build, a volatile temper, and is said to be born with a childlike fate.

The group stood at the village entrance for a while.

They waited together for someone to arrive.

Wu Kui pursed his lips and muttered something under his breath.

"Sister Rong, the village chief said that the quack doctor and the old Taoist master fought to a draw, but I have a feeling it's not true."

The Old Celestial Master has been invincible in the world of supernatural beings for so many years.

It is universally acknowledged as an unparalleled achievement.

How could I be defeated by a doctor?

This kind of news sounds utterly absurd!

Fu Rong shook her neck, not answering Wu Kui's question, but instead blowing a breath onto her bangs.

"More than that, I'd like to see what that quack doctor looks like."

"Seriously... why didn't they let me see the photos of 'Black Doctor' Bai Yuan back then?!"

She wanted to see what Bai Yuan looked like.

Unfortunately, it encountered numerous obstacles and eventually came to nothing.

It wasn't until Ma Xianhong brought it up again that she remembered it.

Wu Kui blinked, propped his chin up with his little hand, and looked on with suspicion.

"Yeah! They won't let me see it either, which is strange... There's something fishy going on! But... I feel like he's just so-so, at most he's only a tiny bit more handsome than that squinty-eyed Zhuge Qing."

Speaking of which,

Wu Kui warned him warily:

"Sister Rong, you must stay away from Zhuge Qing. That guy doesn't look like a good person at all!"

Fu Rong was skeptical and asked doubtfully:

"Where did you find that?"

Wu Kui held up two fingers, pointed to his big eyes, and said with considerable pride: