Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

Old man Feng became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he hit Feng Zhi with the long stick in his hand without saying a word.

"Ah, old man, are you serious?"

"Stop hitting me, it hurts so much!"

Feng Zhi wailed and tried to avoid the attack from old man Feng, but the headless ghost held Feng Zhi tightly. Feng Zhi could not move and had to endure the beating.

"I said your grandpa's grip was quite strong. Look at what happened to your uncle. As his niece, why didn't you stop him?"

Doctor Dong sat on a stool, drinking tea and admiring Feng Zhi's embarrassment, and did not forget to tease Yun Zhixia with a nasty mouth.

Hearing this, Yun Zhixia rolled her eyes, adjusted her mood, and walked over.

Feng Zhi, who was being beaten, couldn't help but look at Yun Zhixia for help.

You stupid girl, why don't you beg for mercy!

Yun Zhixia coughed twice, stood two meters away from Feng Zhi, and began to fan the flames.

"Grandpa, my uncle is a good guy. He saved me today. Why don't you forgive him this time?"

"Well, is that true?"

Old man Feng stopped what he was doing, with a hint of suspicion on his face.

"Of course, the people in the gambling house knew about my relationship with my uncle and wanted to arrest me to pay off the debt, but it was my uncle who saved me."

"Uncle, right?"

Yun Zhixia squatted in front of Feng Zhi and poked the wound on his hand with her little hand, making Feng Zhi grimace in pain.

Old man Feng, whose expression had originally eased, turned completely black after hearing Yun Zhixia's words, followed by a roar of rage.

"Feng Zhi, you dare to let Zhizhi get involved? I'll beat you to death!"

Old Man Feng was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently, and the long stick in his hand fell on Feng Zhi again. Yun Zhixia was still fanning the flames, and every word she said made Old Man Feng angrier.

"Grandpa, my uncle didn't mean it."

"It's just that the gambling thugs wanted to sell me to pay off their debts."

"It's all because Zhizhi is young and incompetent, otherwise she could have helped her uncle share some of the burden."

Green Tea Zhizhi is online again, and just a few simple words make Feng Zhi suffer!

After Old Man Feng stopped, Yun Zhixia kindly handed him a cup of tea. "Grandpa, have a drink of water first."

"Grandpa's Zhizhi is still obedient and sensible."

Old Man Feng let out a long sigh, took the tea and drank it all in one gulp.

Doctor Dong is very considerate and is currently bandaging Feng Zhi's wound.

boom!

Old Man Feng threw the teacup on the table, looked up at Feng Zhi, and gave an order.

"You stay at home and recover during this time. You are not allowed to go to the gambling house again!"

"If something happens to you, how are you going to let your sister and I live?!"

Old man Feng's eyes were slightly red and tears flashed in his eyes, but were caught by Yun Zhixia.

"Grandpa, don't worry."

"My uncle will reform himself and respect you more in the future."

"Humph, if he was half as sensible as Zhizhi, I wouldn't be so worried!"

Old man Feng's anger had subsided by now. Seeing that Doctor Dong had already bandaged Feng Zhi's wound, he said nothing more.

"I'm going to cook. Zhizhi, please keep my nephew company."

"Don't bother. I'll just go to the restaurant and order some dishes."

Doctor Dong stood up and disappeared soon without waiting for Old Man Feng to refuse.

After dinner, Yun Zhixia and her friend sat in the yard and chatted with Old Man Feng.

Not long after, Doctor Dong received a signal from Yun Zhixia and offered to help Old Man Feng check his lame leg.

"Uncle, please forgive me for being so presumptuous, but can you let me take a look at your legs?"

"Maybe my nephew has a cure."

"real or fake?"

Feng Zhi stuck his butt out, and a head popped out of the house, looking a little bit unbelievable.

Old Man Feng was also startled, and gently placed his rough palm on the lame leg. He looked into the distance, as if recalling something.

"Grandpa?"

"Ok?"

Hearing Yun Zhixia's voice, Old Man Feng came back to his senses from his memories, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"My leg is beyond repair. It has been so many years. I won't bother you, nephew."

"Uncle, what you said is wrong. We still have to wait and see to have hope."

Doctor Dong shook his head and replied disapprovingly.

"Yes, Grandpa, just take a look!"

Yun Zhixia also agreed, holding on to Old Man Feng's sleeve with her little hand and refusing to let go, as if to say she would not let go until he agreed.

Unable to resist Yun Zhixia's nagging, Old Man Feng had no choice but to nod and agree.

Afterwards, Old Man Feng rolled up his trouser legs, little by little, revealing the area where he had been injured.

Following Old Man Feng's movements, several people looked at his lame leg, only to see that his leg was covered with scars, one of which was the most obvious.

The scar runs through his entire knee. The scar on the surface of the knee is very hideous, like a centipede twisted together, which looks extremely terrifying.

When Old Man Feng rolled up his trouser legs, he remembered Yun Zhixia. His heart tightened and he quickly covered his wound. His lips trembled slightly, and he pulled the corners of his mouth to coax Yun Zhixia.

"Zhizhi, there's nothing interesting here. Go play with your uncle."

"Grandpa, does it hurt?"

The two voices rang out at the same time. Old Man Feng was stunned, and Yun Zhixia pulled his palm away, revealing a hideous wound.

"Master, thank you for your help!"

Yun Zhixia signaled Doctor Dong to take action, and while the others were not paying attention, a trace of spiritual power emerged from his palm and seeped into Old Man Feng's knee, checking it bit by bit.

Doctor Dong was not idle either. He gently pressed old man Feng's knee with his slender fingers, and asked about his injury while examining him.

"This leg can be cured!"

At Yun Zhixia's signal, Doctor Dong nodded towards Old Man Feng.

"Can my leg be healed?"

Old Man Feng was stunned. He couldn't believe what he heard. He had consulted many doctors and taken many medicines over the years, but his condition never improved.

Now Doctor Dong actually said that his legs could be cured, how could he not be excited?

Feng Zhi, whose face was bruised and swollen, was also excited. It was the first time he saw old man Feng's injured leg. He was shocked by the sight and then felt guilty.

So this is what the old man’s legs look like?

How much suffering had he endured before? !

Seeing the two men were excited, Doctor Dong didn't keep them in suspense any longer. He pretended to think for a moment and then spoke to them.

"I will prepare some medicinal herbs in the next few days. Once they are ready, I will bring Zhizhi here to look for my uncle."

"Okay, okay, I'm not in a hurry. It's been so many years, and two days won't make a difference."

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll take Zhizhi back first."

"Goodbye, nephew! Zhizhi, you must be obedient."

After leaving Lotus Lane, Doctor Dong kept glancing at Yun Zhixia out of the corner of his eye, moving his lips but saying nothing.

The conflicted look made Yun Zhixia kick him.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't waste your time!"

"Then I asked!"

Doctor Dong touched his head and expressed his doubts.