Chapter 95 - Two miserable people

"Are those Zhuji's immortality pills?" - Zhang Feyang looked at the size of the glass sphere in Xiao Fan's hands, a fully emerald pill and a tetanus.

The old monk also moved closer, with his eyes wide open, he stared at the pill in Xiao Fan's hand. His nostrils were fluttering, he looked like a dog smelling a spilled medicinal scent in the air.

"Yes!" - Xiao Fan nodded.

"If I drink this, then... my body will immediately cleanse itself of foreign matter, and I can officially begin to improve myself and melt the energy of Qi. "Melting qi is a Taoist alchemical term associated with improving my nature"? - still shocked, Zhang Feijian took the pill and carefully considered it.

"When you drink it, you won't immediately understand!" - said Xiao Fan and there was a bizarre laugh in his eyes.

Three to five minutes after a man swallows a Zhuji pill, his body begins to cleanse itself of foreign matter. But the main way to remove these impurities is through the intestines. In short, you're going to get the strongest diarrhea.

Besides, this pill will turn your world upside down.

Xiao Fang remembered taking the pill the first time, ah, his bowels almost fell out. After that, his crumpled body fell into bed for three days before his vital energy returned to him.

But when he got up, he was still not feeling well because even a light touch on the back of his head caused wild pain.

However, now he really wanted to look at Zhang Feijian after taking the pill. Diarrhea would bend his legs and make him look like a sad wreck!

What does it say? The brothers will know in trouble!

A bad feeling was rising in Xiao Fan's heart.

"Swallow already!" - pushed Xiao Fan.

Zhang Feyang wouldn't listen to Xiao Fan, but would look at him suspiciously with a pill in his hand. Looking at an inexplicable smile, dancing in the eyes of Xiao Fan, he felt bad.

"But, I think...!" - Zhang Feyang hesitated and was not inclined to swallow the miracle pill.

"Bastard, what are you nagging all the time?" - watching Zhang Feyang hesitate, Xiao Fan exploded. He went ahead, took the pill and put it in Zhang Feyang's mouth, then slammed it on his back, and the pill slipped easily down his throat.

"Khae-khae-khae!" - Zhang Feyang, bent in half, coughed up.

"What, there's more?" ¬- "- Xiao Fan slammed his hands.

"Son of a bitch, Hae-hae, do you realize I almost choked? Ha-ha-ha!"

Zhang Feyang straightened up and at the same time coughing and pointing at Xiao Fan with his finger, he hated it: "You're like a child! You didn't even give me water to drink! Were you planning to kill me?"

"Calm down, even if you died, I'd resurrect you!" - Xiao Fang said with an indifferent expression on his face.

"You...!" - choked with Zhang Feyang's anger.

"Sir, could you also give the old monk a pill?" - the old monk came laughing, rubbing his hands and protruding his shameless face.

"I made one for you a long time ago, here you go!"

Looking at the old monk, the laughing expression in Xiao Fan's eyes became even clearer. He turned his hand upside down, a grain of pills in the open palm.

"Thank you very much, sir!"

The old monk's wrinkled face immediately blossomed with a smile, he hurriedly came and swallowed the pill.

Zhang Feijian lacked experience, so the immortality pill was doubtful, unlike the old monk who knew a lot about such things.

Although the pill was not cascading in appearance, there was nothing special about it, but from the fine medicinal fragrance it gave the old monk realized that it was a completely unusual pill. Probably compared to even the best medications that could prolong life by about one year, this one could give back five years of vitality, which was quite good.

And there were also Guilong pills. Even if you produce twenty of these pills a year and sell ten of them with a hammer, each of them could go for an exorbitant price of several billion.

The old monk thought about how he once tried to participate in such a venture, but several times the price he called was immediately outbid by other people's rates. Because those people were just crazy, they all went up and raised the price to ten million. The price went up quickly to the point where a lot of people collapsed.

Almost all the buyers of these pills were from the five richest families and the Ministry of Spirits.

Of course, sometimes there were people of a different circle and influence.

The old monk only had to watch other people buy these pills, and he stood by, stomping with his feet and swearing at the mat. He endlessly tormented and cursed his rivals who took the pills, wishing them a sudden death immediately after they were taken. It's a good thing no one recognized him.

And here before him is a pill of the same kind as Guilong. In addition, Xiao Fan said that it will help cleanse the body of harmful impurities and will be invaluable for further fusion of Qi. Its final value was higher than that of Guilong pills, so what to expect?

So the old monk didn't hesitate to swallow Zhuji's pill for fear that someone might take it away.

But as he swallowed Zhuji's pill, the old monk immediately felt the fever inside him. This fever gently warmed his whole body and filled it with a pleasant feeling.

"Heh-heh-heh!"

The old monk's mouth was so open, you could almost see the inside.

At this time, Xiao Fang, leaving no trace, retreated a few steps back and, using spiritual energy, closed his nose and ears.

"Son of a bitch, why did you run so far?"

After Zhang Feyang swallowed Zhuji's pill, his body was pleasant and comfortable, and he wasn't sick yet. But when he saw what Xiao Fan was doing, the bad feeling started to grow in his soul again and he unwittingly took a few steps forward.

Xiao Fan did not say a word, and only in his eyes strengthened mockery, and he himself kept moving backwards.

"You...!"

Zhang Fei Yang just wanted to say something when his stomach suddenly went down. He involuntarily grabbed his waist and bent in half.

"Son of a bitch, you really decided to kill me! Fuck you! What did you do to make me swallow?" - screamed Jang Fei Yang holding on to his stomach and grabbing the air with his mouth agonizingly.

"Calm down, this is a good thing! As soon as the substance comes into effect, your suffering will end!" - Xiao Fang jokingly said.

"Fuck you! When we were still in university, you were the rottest of the four of us! Hell, I remember one time we and ten guys from our band playing cards together, and you started to incite everybody, and in the end we all almost got hurt, but we shut it down. And then today, you almost killed me again... Fuck!"

Zhang Feijian, with flour, pissed himself off and then suddenly jumped up. Then, without saying a word, he grabbed his ass and ran towards the restroom.

Immediately in the air, a nauseating stench spread.

"What a stench!"

The old monk clutched his nose with his fingers, disgusting in his face.

But!

Suddenly his expression changed, and he looked at Xiao Fan with eyes full of grief and resentment. And then, just as Zhang Feyang grabbed his ass and rushed towards the toilet.

The stench became even stronger.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!"

By that time, Xiao Fan had already gone far enough and now he was laughing all over his throat.