"Stop! I apologize to you Uncle Xia immediately!" However, before Huang Xiangyi's words could be finished, Huang Lao pointed at her with anger and scolded her.

At this time, Mr. Huang had already believed in Xia Yunjie's words, but how could he allow his daughter to regard other people's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs? Not to mention humiliating words!

"Dad, you are..." Huang Xiangyi is the youngest daughter of Mr. Huang. She has always been the most favored by him. She has never seen him get so angry at her. Besides, she also asked her to call her the young uncle Xia Yunjie. When she heard this, she couldn't help but feel aggrieved and tears were only rolling in her eyes.

"Brother Huang, forget it, forget it, those who don't know are not guilty!" He just said that Mr. Huang was in danger, but was scolded for farting. Xia Yunjie was also quite annoyed. But when Mr. Huang was angry, he saw that Mr. Huang was in tears in his eyes as he was old, and his dissatisfaction dissipated, and instead advised him.

"No, you can be careless about small matters when doing things, but you must not be vague in the face of major issues. Brother Xia, it is my brother who teaches his daughter incompetently, so he offended him!" Old Huang first flatly rejected Xia Yunjie's persuasion, and then bowed deeply to Xia Yunjie with a look of guilt.

"It's impossible to use it, it's impossible to use it!" How could Mr. Huang be so? How could Xia Yunjie afford his bow and apologize, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Uncle Xia, I'm sorry, I just now..." Huang Xiangyi knew that her father had a strong and strong life. Even in the special period of persecution after liberation, she never gave in. Unexpectedly, she bowed and apologized to Xia Yunjie for the sake of her words. She dared not to rush to the place. She hurriedly bowed and apologized to Xia Yunjie with tears in her eyes.

As for whether you feel wronged or not, everything can only be put aside for the time being.

"Forget it. If you don't see this kind of thing with your own eyes, it will be hard to believe it." Xia Yunjie was not so polite to Huang Xiangyi, and waved his hand to stop her and said.

After saying that, Xia Yunjie looked at Mr. Huang again and said, "Brother Huang, do you think you should help you get rid of the insects now, or go back to Beijing to discuss with the woman before making a decision? Everything is up to you."

"Brother, I don't want to be gnawed by that thing before I returned to Beijing. You should help me get rid of it quickly." Huang Lao said aloud when he heard this.

Now he is naturally full of confidence in Xia Yunjie, and he also wants to understand that the new friend in front of him is the master of the old man Qinghong who gave him vitality.

"Okay, Brother Huang, please sit down. There is also Wenbo. You can get a washbasin and fill it with half of the water." Xia Yunjie said, and a trace of solemnity finally appeared on his face.

"Uncle Feng, just go there." Qu Weiguo didn't let Feng Wenbo do this, so he hurriedly went to the bathroom to find a plastic washbasin and filled it with half of the water.

When Xia Yunjie saw Qu Weiguo bringing the basin over, he asked him to put the basin two meters in front of Huang Lao's feet, then stood quietly behind Huang Lao's body, looking at his eyes, nose and heart, and secretly circulating the witch power around his body.

The living room was quiet, and everyone was so nervous that they held their breath, even Huang Xiangyi was no exception.

After about ten seconds, Xia Yunjie suddenly moved.

He quickly pinched the magic formula with one hand and landed on Huang Lao's Baihui point on the Baihui point of his head. Then he patted his neck down along the back of his head. Every time he slapped, Huang Lao's chest bulged out, and made a very strange and sharp sound. The sound became more and more rapid and sharp, making people feel a sense of terror.

"Broken!" Just as everyone was terrified and felt that their heart was about to jump out of their throats, Xia Yunjie suddenly shouted, and then his palm suddenly slapped Huang Lao's vest.

"Puff!" Old Huang opened his mouth and squirted out a blood arrow. The blood arrow fell into the basin containing clear water.

Suddenly the water in the washbasin turned into a bloody color. In the blood color, there was a terrifying insect that was about a finger long swimming, and countless eggs were floating in it, and some had begun to break out of the eggs.

Seeing the thing in the basin, Qu Weiguo suddenly changed color, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

Qu Weiguo is also a wizard, so he naturally understands what those insect eggs mean, and finally understands that the uncle Shi just said nothing of alarmist!

"Dad, how are you?" Seeing Mr. Huang spurting blood, Huang Xiangyi, as her daughter, was the most anxious and hurried forward and gently patted her father's chest and said.

"Haha, don't worry, Dad, I've lived for so long and have never been as comfortable as today." Old Huang laughed loudly when he heard this, then got up and clasped his fists at Xia Yunjie and said, "Brother, you have picked up this life."

"Brother is so serious." Xia Yunjie smiled modestly.

Seeing that his father was in good health, Huang Xiangyi felt relieved and looked at the pot of blood.

It would be fine if I didn't look at it. When Huang Xiangyi saw it, she couldn't help but look pale in her face. She pointed to the Yin Corpse Gu and Gu egg in the pot of blood and said, "This, is this a Gu insect?"

Xia Yunjie nodded.

"Then what are these little white dots?" Huang Xiangyi asked again.

"Insect egg!" Xia Yunjie replied concisely.

But just these two simple words made Huang Lao, Huang Xiangyi and others suddenly feel terrified. Especially when Huang Lao thought of so many insect eggs that would turn into Yin Corpse Gu and chew around him, it was even more terrifying than when he got up from the sea of ​​blood.

"Uncle Master, what should I do with this thing now?" Feng Wenbo asked respectfully.

"You go and help me get the brush and cinnabar. These things are difficult to kill in ordinary ways." Xia Yunjie said.

When Feng Wenbo heard this, he hurriedly went to get the brush and cinnabar, and then Xia Yunjie drew a talisman.

After finishing the drawing, Xia Yunjie threw the talisman into the basin, and the talisman actually burned in the blood.

As soon as the talisman burned, the sharp sound rang in the living room again, but this time it was clearer. When the fire went out, the blood was thicker, but the Yin Corpse Gu and Gu egg were gone.

Seeing that the Yin Corpse Gu and Gu Egg were wiped out, Huang Xiangyi asked in shock: "Uncle Xia... Uncle, my dad..."

"Ms. Huang should call me Teacher Xia. Speaking of which, I am also a visiting teacher at Jiangzhou University." Xia Yunjie saw that Huang Xiangyi was also a woman in her forties or fifties, and when he heard her call him uncle, he always felt very twisted and interrupted quickly.

"This..." Huang Xiangyi turned her eyes to her father when she heard this, and she also felt that calling a young uncle was awkward.

"Since Brother Xia said that, just call me." As he said that, Mr. Huang looked at Xia Yunjie and smiled: "Don't Ms. Huang, just call her Xiangyi."

Xia Yunjie smiled and said, "I have cleared all those things, and your father will not suffer from angina pectoris again in the future."

"Don't worry, my daughter, Brother Xia is a real strange man. Since he said it's okay, it's absolutely fine. Okay, let's not talk about this, Weiguo, go and arrange it. I want to have a few drinks with Brother Xia tonight." Mr. Huang smiled when he saw his daughter wanting to speak.

"We don't need to arrange this matter with Weiguo. Let Feng Zhengcheng arrange it. He is the secretary of the municipal party committee of Jiangzhou City and the son of Wenbo. If you, the old leader, come here, he, the local official, should receive it." Xia Yunjie smiled when he heard the words.

Although Feng Wenbo was resentful of his son's abandonment of medicine and political work, he always liked that his son could be promoted step by step. So when Xia Yunjie specifically mentioned his son, he obviously wanted to introduce his son to Mr. Huang, a hint of gratitude and joy flashed in his eyes.

Old Man Huang was so old that he naturally understood what Xia Yunjie meant. Originally, he didn't want to alarm local officials this time, but since Xia Yunjie had this intention, Old Huang couldn't help but show his face. He smiled and said, "It's good, so let Xiao Feng call Xiao Zhao over by the way. Xiao Zhao is Zhao Xingjun, the secretary of your province's provincial party committee, and I am my former subordinate. He hasn't seen each other for a while. He has a good alcohol tolerance and can toast you a few more glasses for me at that time."

It is better to be in charge of county officials. Since Xia Yunjie attaches more importance to Feng Zhengcheng, Huang Lao might as well do his favors to the end and call Zhao Xingjun, the secretary of the provincial party committee. In this way, Zhao Xingjun will naturally pay more attention to Feng Zhengcheng. In addition, the most important purpose of Huang Lao called Zhao Xingjun was to introduce Xia Yunjie to him. After all, Xia Yunjie was not only a strange man but also his Huang Lao's life-saving benefactor and a friend of his family, but also happened to live in Jiangnan Province. In terms of local affairs, Huang Laoyuan was far behind in the capital. It just so happened that Zhao Xingjun, the old subordinate, was the first in charge of Jiangnan Province, but he could help take care of his new little brother.

As for whether a strange person like Xia Yunjie needs Zhao Xingjun's care, that's another matter. In short, introducing the two is a good thing.

Xia Yunjie could not understand the subtlety that Mr. Huang specially called Zhao Xingjun, but Feng Wenbo was old and had worked as a leader in the school and hospital. He knew the mystery and happily called his son when he heard this.

The office of the Secretary of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee was filled with smoke.

Feng Zhengcheng stood alone in front of the window, holding a cigarette with his fingers, and sucking one after another.

Feng Zhengcheng came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine and did not smoke much, but once he encountered something difficult to solve, he was used to smoking one cigarette after another.

Some time ago, Zeng Lishu, member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Jinyang Municipal Party Committee, was suspended for two restrictions, and a quota was vacant for the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee. This quota should logically continue to be generated from the secretary of the municipal party committee of prefecture-level cities under Jiangnan Province.

Jiangzhou City has a developed economy and occupies a relatively important position in Jiangnan Province. Feng Zhengcheng has also done a good job in Jiangzhou City in recent years. He is a municipal party secretary who is more likely to join the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee.

The secretary of the municipal party committee is a department-level cadre. Once he becomes a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, he is a deputy provincial-level cadre, and his position level is directly raised. This is secondly, and the most important thing is that the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee has the power to discuss and vote on major decisions and personnel appointments in Jiangnan Province. The real power is more than that of the deputy governors who are not members of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee.

Feng Zhengcheng is only forty years old this year. If he has the hope of becoming a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, he will definitely be the youngest member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee in Jiangnan Province, and he can even be ranked among the country. At such an age, if the development goes smoothly in the future, he is likely to become the second-in-command or even the first-in-command in charge of a province.

Of course, if there is no deep background in China, or if the leadership above is interested in you, it is still very hopeful to become the number one leader in the province.

During this period, Feng Zhengcheng has heard a lot of news about the secretary of the municipal party committee of prefecture-level cities in the province and even went to the capital. Two or three people began to shout louder. However, no one mentioned Feng Zhengcheng, who had been holding back his troops, and even said something came from the provincial capital, saying that because he was too young, the province basically would not consider him.

Once this person enters the official career, who doesn’t want to climb up? Feng Zhengcheng naturally wants to be promoted step by step, and naturally he is also jealous of the position of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee.

Now Feng Zhengcheng is thinking about whether to go to the province or to go to the worship wharf, especially the provincial party secretary Zhao Xingjun.

In terms of personnel rights, Secretary Zhao has the most say.

However, Zhao Xingjun is a soldier and is upright and hates people running for office the most, so Feng Zhengcheng is not sure whether to go or not.

If you don’t go, you are afraid that others will be walking around. If he doesn’t go around, will he leave the leader without being motivated or will give the leader a feeling that you don’t care about him at all. If you go, you are afraid that it will backfire, which will make Secretary Zhao angry.
Chapter completed!