"Yes, I know." Wang Feng nodded and answered truthfully.

Wang Feng could tell at a glance that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person.

But he is not a bad person, not only that, but he has a righteous attitude about him.

"Oh? Really? Then can you tell me about it, old man?" The old man looked at Wang Feng with interest.

He wanted to know if this young man could tell me anything.

"Black versicolor grows on the edge of a mire with dark tides. This mire is not an ordinary mire but a black mire in a deep valley. It is best to have a cemetery to the west of this mire.

This Black Cloud Zhi has the effect of removing dampness and detoxifying, but it is said that it also has the ability to summon souls. The ancients said that the black cloud summons souls, that is, this Black Cloud Zhi, but this is just an ancient legend. As for whether it is true,

It’s a different matter.”

Wang Feng revealed everything he knew about Hei Yunzhi.

After Wang Feng finished speaking, the old man next to him had not yet spoken.

The fat boss at the counter answered.

He had only heard that black versicolor has the effect of removing dampness. Why did it suddenly appear to have the effect of summoning souls? This is not nonsense.

But he wouldn't care about such a child. Children of his age like to think wildly.

"Little brother, I can't help but think that your nonsense seems reasonable, but I do have black versicolor here. How many do you want?"

"I want seven, and by the way, give me three Mu Zhu."

Wang Feng didn't pay attention to the drugstore owner's ridicule. He didn't want to waste words and time with him.

"Okay, I'll get it for you." The boss responded and turned around and left the counter temporarily.

There were too many people today and not enough manpower. As the boss, he had to do it himself.

Unlike the fat boss, the old man next to him remained silent for a long time. He was completely shocked by Wang Feng's statement.

Originally, he didn't know that Hei Yunzhi had a theory of summoning souls. Later, he met an expert hermit in the medical field who told him that Hei Yunzhi did have a theory of summoning souls.

He is now becoming more and more curious about how this guy who looks like a high school student in front of him knows.

"Little brother, can you tell me who told you these things?" The old man asked tentatively. He knew that it was a bit presumptuous to ask, but he really couldn't help the curiosity in his heart.

"This was told to me by an old man I once met. As for his name, I don't know, but he looks like an expert hermit."

Wang Feng made up a random reason. He couldn't say it was recorded in Wanxiang Jue.

But judging from the old man's reaction, it seems that he also knows that Hei Yunzhi has a theory of summoning spirits.

It seems that there is more than one ancient book recording this statement.

When the old man heard what Wang Feng said, he was even more surprised.

"Master Hermit? Is it someone who once gave him guidance? If so, what is the relationship between this young man and that person?"

The old man couldn't help but look at Wang Feng a few more times, trying to figure out something.

Wang Feng felt that the old man's eyes were strange.

Does he have a special hobby?

"Grandpa, I am not."

As soon as he said this, the old man almost fainted from laughter.

"Don't get me wrong, little friend. I'm not a pervert. I'm just a little curious. How do you know so much about unpopular medicinal materials like black versicolor? If you are not from a medical family, it would be difficult for you to have such knowledge."

Finally, the old man expressed his doubts.

But no matter how he hinted at Wang Feng, Wang Feng just replied that he heard what others said.

Helpless, the old man could only sigh.

Originally, he saw that Wang Feng was so researched on unpopular medicinal materials, he must be a genius in the medical world.

But looking at it now, this young man doesn't trust him.

The old man felt a little ridiculous about this situation. Normally, many people would be eager to fawn over him, but unexpectedly, today he was disliked by others.

"My little friend, can you tell me your name?"

"Wang Feng." It was just a name, and Wang Feng felt there was nothing to hide.

"Okay, okay, Wang Feng, what a good name. Here is my business card. If you have time, remember to come to see me at Jiangsu University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. We can discuss medicine together."

The old man smiled happily and handed his business card to Wang Feng.

"Okay, little friend, I have something else to do and I'll leave first. I'm going to my apprentice's house for a meeting. I stopped by to see what changes have been made in this century-old store. What surprised me was that I ran into you, little friend.

If you, little friend, study medicine diligently in the future, it is possible for you to become number one in Northern Jiangsu. If you have any questions about medicine, you can come to me."

Come on, the old man turned around and left the Chinese medicine store. When he left, he kept saying the word "rare".

If I’m not mistaken, he should be referring to Wang Feng.

After the old man left, Wang Feng picked up the business card given by the old man and read it.

"Vice President of North Jiangsu University of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Turns out he is a big shot.

Wang Feng turned his attention to the place where the old man left.

He doesn't have time to go to Jiangsu University of Traditional Chinese Medicine now, so he will go there later when he has time.

After a while, the boss came back.

Wrapped seven black cloud mushrooms and three mu bamboos and handed them to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng left after paying.

The next day, he looked for the auxiliary materials used in the soul-calling ceremony.

For example, chicken feathers, white hair of women, black nails, etc.?

the next day.

Wang Feng arrived at the Bai family mansion early.

When Bai Yuanhong saw Wang Feng, it was like seeing the savior.

His eyes were extremely eager.

"Xiao Feng, how are you preparing?" Bai Yuanhong asked eagerly.

"No problem, you can start now." Wang Feng replied.

After hearing this, Bai Yuanhong finally let go of a stone in his heart.

Then, Wang Feng asked Bai Yuanhong to set up a simple stage.

Wang Feng placed black versicolor, muzhu and other accessories on the table.

Then he stepped up and stood in the middle of the stage.

Wang Feng closed his eyes and muttered something.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, but it didn't make people feel cool, but instead made people feel a bit cold.

"go."

Wang Feng saw two souls wrapped in this strong wind. These souls were naturally the souls of Bai Yuanhong's father and his son.

These two souls were transparent, and if he had practiced the art of clairvoyance, he would not be able to see them.

I have to say that the spiritualism recorded in his Wanxiang Jue is really useful.

The two souls did act according to his instructions.

"Enter."

Wang Feng pointed at the two bodies of Bai Yuanhong's father and his son and shouted loudly.

Under Wang Feng's guidance, the two transparent souls reentered their bodies.

"Ouch, what happened to me."
Chapter completed!