Chapter 65 Lies "Am I sick? That's the medal of my hard work!" said the old white man stubbornly. The old man's daughter ignored him, snatched his phone, and looked at it carefully: "The Second Hospital is so unreliable? They can make such a mistake?" She looked at him for a while, then raised her head and asked, "This person has the same name as you and is the same age as you? How could it be such a coincidence?" "Maybe the report was mixed up..." "How could they all be mixed up?" The old man's daughter frowned. "Blood draws, urine tests, and CT scans, how could they all be mixed up?" The old man was stunned, and thought for a while: "From the perspective of probability, this possibility is not zero..." "...You are in better health than me!" The old man's daughter was too lazy to pay attention to him. She read the report carefully with a look of surprise on her face. The old man immediately started to tremble, and said loudly to his daughter: "What did I say? I am in good health." "Yes, yes, I'm so happy that you're in good health." His daughter's tone was much gentler, but she couldn't help but be curious: "Have you taken any magic pills recently? Can you regain your youth?" Hearing this, Old Man Bai and Tang Lingwu both looked at Zheng Fa at the same time.
The old man stretched out his hand and scratched the curly hair on his head. After thinking for a while, he said, "I went to watch square dancing recently and met a nice old lady." His daughter suddenly raised her head and looked at him: "...At my age, can I still have another stepmother?" "No, what I mean is that my body, like my love life, has experienced a second spring. When I feel good, my body feels good." "..." His daughter looked at him speechlessly as he made up stories. "It's all the power of love, understand?" "I'm over 40 years old and I don't understand the love affairs of you old men and women." His daughter had a blank expression. "Okay, I'm fine." The old man couldn't explain clearly and drove his daughter out: "Go and do your own thing. I still have to give them extra lessons." "dad!" "I'm in good health, what are you worried about?" The old white man waved his hand. When his daughter saw his look and remembered the report just now, she had no choice but to leave. As soon as the door closed, the old man turned his head suddenly and looked at Zheng Fa with shining eyes. "Is our sect's martial arts so magical?" Tang Lingwu, who was standing by, was also reading the old man Bai's report with curiosity. This physical examination report is not without problems. Some indicators are marked with a small arrow, indicating that these indicators are not within the normal range. But for a man in his sixties or seventies, it is indeed very healthy. "This is less than when I was 40 years old." The old man sighed and looked at Zheng Fa: "Zheng Fa, you don't blame me for hiding it for you, do you?" "You are always doing this for my own good." Zheng Fa shook his head. "I'm not sure what will happen if I tell others about this. Maybe someone will keep an eye on you, or maybe it will bring you great fame and wealth." When the old man said this, he looked at Zheng Fa with a serious expression: "But whether it's good or bad, you are not strong enough to handle it now. Do you understand?"
"I know." Who is he? An orphan, a high school student who is still a few months away from adulthood. Apart from his martial arts-trained body, he has almost nothing. The effect of Songhe Posture should not be that great. But Linghe's body was different. Although Old Man Bai's progress was slow and it would take him several more months to develop the spiritual crane body, it did not mean that his body did not benefit from it. On the contrary, practicing the Spirit Crane Body seemed to be repairing his aging body, preparing it for a complete transformation into a Taoist body. "I'm just going to ask you to tell a lie and sacrifice your reputation." Zheng Fa felt a little embarrassed. In order to conceal it for him, the old man Bai even had a twilight romance. "What lie?" "Second spring." Zheng Fa remembered what old man Bai had just said to his daughter. "Who said I lied to her?" The old man widened his eyes and looked at Zheng Fa in confusion. "?" "Why, are you young people allowed to live together and flirt with each other in front of me? I am not allowed to have a little romance of an old person?" "..." After asking Old Man Bai all the questions that had accumulated over the past few days, Zheng Fa remembered Senior Sister Zhang's request. "I have a friend……" "Oh, friend..." The old man nodded, looking understanding. "She likes questions with complicated calculations. You could even say they are questions that are made by perverted question-makers to disgust people." Zheng Fa objectively and impartially described Sister Zhang's hobbies. "Do you know where I can find a lot of these questions?" "You also have this hobby?" The old man looked surprised. "It's really not me," Zheng Fa was stunned for a moment: "No, what do you mean..." "You wait!" The old man ran to the bookshelf behind him and took out a few thick folders: "I just like to accumulate these difficult and strange questions." Zheng Fa could see that the cabinet behind him, which was as tall as a person, was filled with similar folders. Is this... Senior Sister’s Happy Cabinet? "You... also like to do these questions?" Zheng Fa was greatly shocked. How could he have deserved to meet two such perverts! "Oh, I don't like doing it. It's too torturous." The old white man waved his hands. Fortunately, this old man is not that scary. "I am the perverted question-setter you mentioned who likes to disgust people."
"?" "Didn't I make Olympiad questions for a while? These are some questions I collected or came up with myself." "In the closet?" "Not really. There are different types of questions. We who set questions have to accumulate these. Speaking of which, the group of people in the question-setting group always stop me every time." The old man looked regretful and said, "People will scold me if I set this kind of question." …… Mysterious world. Zheng Fa walked towards the small courtyard where Senior Sister Zhang was staying at the Zhao Mansion. This courtyard was only a few dozen steps away from the eldest lady's courtyard. When he walked into Senior Sister Zhang's courtyard, the eldest lady just walked out of her own courtyard. She frowned and looked at Zheng Fa's back, a trace of thought flashed across her face, and she walked towards the lady's small building. "Mom, I saw Zheng Fa went to see Senior Sister Zhang." She said to the lady. The lady nodded and said nothing. "Mom, Senior Sister Zhang is a quiet person. Wouldn't it be bad for Zheng Fa to disturb her like this? What if he angers Senior Sister Zhang?" Madam shook her head and said, "Zheng Fa is not a reckless person. He went to see Master Zhang, so he must have received Master Zhang's approval." The eldest daughter frowned, as if she didn't believe her mother's judgment: "How is it possible? There are countless people in the Hundred Immortals Alliance who want to make friends with Senior Sister Zhang, but she never refuses. I was able to invite her because my ancestor has a history with Senior Sister Zhang's master." "You said before that Master Zhang said Zheng Fa's talent in the art of talismans is not inferior to hers?" The lady suddenly asked. "Yes, Senior Sister Zhang said so herself." The lady fell into silence for a long time. After a while, she suddenly looked at her daughter with a serious expression: "Lan'er, I have something to discuss with you." "mother?" "I intend to let Zheng Fa marry into my Zhao family. What do you think?" "Marry into the wife's family? Mother, you think so highly of him? That's right, with his talent, this is also a way for our Zhao family to win his heart." The eldest daughter thought while saying, "Mother, which sister do you plan to let him marry? Is father willing?" She frowned, as if she was considering which of the many concubines in the front yard was suitable. "you." The eldest lady was stunned and pointed at her nose: "Me?" (End of this chapter)