Chapter 6: One generation is worse than one generation

In the bustling railway station, there are young men and women dressed in fashion, and middle-aged men and women carrying large bags. They hurried forward as if isolated from the people around them, but they are one of the densely packed people.
The railway station has always been a place where everyone has three teachings and nine classes. Although the management is very strict and there are cameras in all directions, there are still people who rely on "artistic people to be bold" to make unjust money.
As soon as the train arrived, an old man asked loudly who saw his handbag. The passengers were in a hurry, and some people left without looking back. Some people would look at him with pity, but they would not stop for him.
The old man's skin was dark, and his face was covered with wrinkles from years of wind and frost. His clothes were washed white, and even his burrs were rubbed, and he could see that life was not rich. His cry led to the security of the station, who was worried that the old man could get angry with his body, and helped him sit down beside him. Among the busy crowd, someone handed a packet of napkins, and someone handed over a bottle of water. They were still in a hurry and had no time to look back.
Eraizi stood in the distance and watched the excitement for a while, then turned around and went to follow the flow of people. Before taking two steps, she was patted on the shoulder. He was stiff and ran forward without looking back.
"Run?" The man in a suit and tie kicked his back with a kick, and he hit the wall uncontrollably, dropping a few wallets on his body.
Seeing that the matter was revealed, Er Laizi couldn't help crying, and even crawled and tried to escape from the scene, but he didn't know the handsome appearance, the hair was neatly neat, and what an elite man looks like. He could be crushed with one foot, he couldn't even climb.
"You all stole the money of the old man, and you are not afraid of harming Yinde?" Zhuang Qing lifted the thief off the ground and handed it over to the security guard. By the way, he also kept the wallet and mobile phone on the ground. One of the small bags wrapped in a plastic bag was particularly conspicuous. He patted the dust on it and turned to walk to the old man.
"Uncle, is this yours?"
The old man took the plastic bag and opened it tremblingly. There were a few red notes in it, and the others were dozens of denominations. There was a lot of money in fact, not much money.
"Thank you, thank you!" The old man moved so much to thank Zhuang Qing, and even the people were applauded with excitement.
Zhuang Qing squeezed away to see the lively crowd, shook her brand-name suit, and walked out of the train station hall.
"Boss, don't you take a taxi?"
"Do not hit."
"Handsome guy, don't go to Dongcheng, go to Dongcheng seventy-five and send the package to the door."
"Don't go."
Zhuang Qing ignored many drivers of business, searched around, walked towards a black car, knocked on the window door, the window opened, and stretched out a smooth head: "Boss, you are finally back. "
"The train is late." Zhuang Qing threw the suitcase into the back seat of the car, pulled in the car door and sat in, then frowned: "How can a cultivator enjoy it and turn off the air conditioner?"
He bald and looked back at Zhuang Qing: "Boss, it's the end of the month. Our department's travel expenses have not been used up this month. Would you like to pick it up like this?"
"What does this have to do with slamming the door?" Zhuang Qing looked sullen. "The practitioner is not afraid of the cold and the heat, it is the road!"
"But I'm just a fish afraid of the heat ..."
Suddenly a horrible coercion struck him, and Bald swallowed and drove his air conditioner: "You're right, I have to overcome biological instincts to be a powerful practitioner."
"Um." Zhuang Qing closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, her handsome appearance was like a god-made, perfect flawless.
The car drove halfway, and there was a traffic jam on the road. Under the high temperature of nearly 40 degrees, the two people in the car did not even sweat at all, as if the sun was hanging in the sky, but there were not many temperature light bulbs.
"The evil demon you reported to me a few days ago, caught it?"
"Catch it." Chu Yu's character swallowed up, and the traffic jam was halfway, and there was no response. "It was caught by Zhang Kena's kid, and it is said that there was an expert to help him. Now the whip is still tied to the demon. We do n’t have enough cultivation, otherwise we rush him and wait for you to come back. "
Speaking of this, Chu Yu couldn't help but said, "Boss, why did you come back by train?"
"There are no plane flights over here."
"Then you get to the maritime city, you can directly transfer to the plane and come back." Chu Yu patted a little buttocks again, "If it weren't for any radar electronic eyes everywhere now, based on your repair, fly from overseas Coming back is nothing more than a blink of an eye. "
The car was quiet for a moment, Zhuang Qing slowly said, "The air tickets from the maritime city to here are not reimbursed."
Chu Yu: "..."
In the hospital, Peng Hang saw Fu Li simply and rudely throw a piece of something with a weird color into the cup, but poked twice with a spoon, poured water, and was ready to take it to the ward for the patient to drink. Take the pull away: "Comrade, give people a drink with fake and inferior medicines. If something goes wrong, you will go to jail."
"But this is the real medicine." Fu Li drew away Peng Hang's hand. "A gentleman promises that he weighs more than a thousand pounds. I promise something and never regret it."
This young man is afraid of being stupid?
"He has a malignant tumor in his stomach, and it can't be cured with any kind of flowers and plants." Peng Hang caught up and pulled Fu Lijiao. "Dude, don't make a joke. This is left to our police to deal with, I I have already spoken with the bureau by phone, and will help this person to contact her place of residence and charity unit, and try to apply for a special relief money. Do n’t make a mess, you ca n’t bear responsibility if something happens.

Fu Li hesitated. He has hardly had any contact with humans in recent years. In recent years, he occasionally went to human society to peek at "News Broadcast" at human homes. In the event of a change in the physique of a human being, it seems possible to take these medicines without effect.
Who knows that the door of the tea room was suddenly opened, and the black and thin woman who was about to jump off the building just saw Fu Li's handful of medicinal scented cups. She grabbed it with one hand and turned to run to the ward.
"Ah, wait!" Peng Hang was so anxious that he wanted to step forward to stop the woman, but was stopped.
"Don't worry, just in case it works."
"In front of human life, nothing happens!" Peng Hangqi shouted angrily, "It is only a child lying on the bed!" He pushed away Fu Li and strode up.
Fu Li bowed his head inexplicably and glanced at the hand that was pushed away. He had seen the catcher in the human world before. Are those catchers so bold?
No one can underestimate the power of a mother in despair. When Peng Hang chased to the ward, the medicine was already half drunk by the child, but he didn't know if it was his illusion. He felt that the fake medicine really smelled good, maybe it was Let's put in some flavors that are not good for the human body.
Seeing the woman's full of anticipation, Peng Hang couldn't tell if it was a fake medicine. He turned his head and gave a gesture to his colleagues, asking them to call the doctor. In case of something, they had time to be rescued.
The attending doctor was scared when he heard that someone had given unknown medicine to the patient. He threw away the box lunch that had just two bites, and ran all the way to the ward. It ’s not that they made a fuss. It happened before that the family members of the patient heard about some recipes and tried it for the patient. As a result, the patient was too late to be rescued and his life was gone.
Panting to the door of the ward, the attending doctor holding the door frame without breathing evenly before hearing the nine-year-old patient talking.
"Mom, my stomach doesn't seem to hurt so much."
The attending doctor thought, is there any painkiller in the medicine? Now these medical scammers are really not a good thing. All they do is kill the thousand swords and kill the grandchildren. He took a few breaths and went to the bed to do a basic examination of the child patient. His heart and lungs were normal, his pulse was normal, and his pupils did not have any abnormal symptoms. Then he pressed the patient's abdomen lightly, and the patient did not show any painful expression.
"What did you eat for your child?" The attending doctor looked at the thin and small woman in front of her. The woman shook her head blankly, and looked back outside the door, but did not see the young man just now.
What about people?
Peng Hang shook his head, some couldn't remember when the young man had just left.
"Boss!" Chu Yu who drove suddenly changed his face, and said to the man in the back seat of the car, "Did you smell it ?!"
His body is a fish, and his sense of smell is not great, but this rich meat and ganoderma taste is difficult for him to ignore.
Zhuang Qing, who had closed her eyes and opened her eyes slowly, opened her eyes, turned her head to stare at the hospital next to her, and whispered: "Too old ..."
Meat Ganoderma is cooked for a thousand years and can cure all diseases. But most people or demons are blessed. Those who eat too old are seriously ill and difficult to treat, and those whose lives are severe are ruined. Over time, there has been a rumor in the world that if someone has bad luck, someone will laugh at the other person if they have committed too old.
But the smell of Taisui he smelled was strange. There was no resentment, no evil spirit, and even no cause and effect.
Nowadays, the cultivation of cultivators is in decline. The generation of cultivators is inferior to one generation. Whoever has such an old age without cause and effect will certainly be sought after by countless people, and how can they come out so easily.
The taste of Tai Sui spreads quickly, but disappears in a matter of minutes.
Zhuang Qing was not a person who hadn't seen good things, so she soon lost interest in such things.
"Well, it's not easy for our fellow demons now." Chu Yu turned back from shock and pointed to the young man who picked up the water bottle at the hospital entrance. "They have all fallen into the point of picking up plastic bottles for money."
Looking up, Zhuang Qing saw a young man in a T-shirt picking up a mineral water bottle and throwing it into a plastic pocket he was carrying.
"You don't practice well. If you get fired from the department, you have to work with him."
The smell of dragon?
Fu Li looked up at the scorching sun. The previous dragon passed by. If it was found that the local weather was hot, it would drop a few drops of rain and bring Gan Lin to the people.
Even the virtue of rain in Longxing was forgotten.
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