As dusk fell, Jiang Xingjie arrived at Lin's Medical Center.
In the hall of the clinic, a round table was already set up, and there were many dishes on the round table. Seeing Jiang Xingjie come over, Ah Bing, who was still busy, hurriedly stopped him. Then he quickly put down the work in his hands and ran to the door with a copper basin. There was a pomelo leaf in the basin.
Ah Bing took a pomelo leaf, dipped it in water, and sprinkled it on Jiang Xingjie, muttering something. After sprinkling it around Jiang Xingjie, Ah Bing put down the copper basin and said with a smile,"Done. Now that all the bad luck has been chased away, Jason, you will definitely be lucky in the future and get promoted and rich.”
Jiang Xingjie smiled at Ah Bing and asked,""Where are Uncle Ying and Ah Zhi?"
"Oh, Uncle Ying is in the kitchen. Ah Zhi is still upstairs.”
"I'll go upstairs to look for Ah Zhi." Jiang Xingjie said.
He went straight to Ling Zhizhi's room on the second floor. Jiang Xingjie pushed the door open and walked in. Not long after, Bing's voice came from downstairs. It was time to eat.
Jiang Xingjie went downstairs with Ling Zhizhi, whose hair was a little messy. Uncle Ying looked at the two of them, and his expression was not very good.
"Please wipe your mouth with a tissue.”Uncle Ying said unhappily.
When Jiang Xingjie heard this, he wiped it with his hand. There was still some lip gloss on his mouth. Jiang Xingjie laughed dryly as he wiped his mouth with a tissue. Then, he and Ling Zhizhi went to the table and sat beside Uncle Ying.
Uncle Ying took a bottle of wine and asked Jiang Xingjie,""Do you want to drink?"
"I can only drink 100 million points." Jiang Xingjie replied.
Uncle Ying nodded in satisfaction. I must get you drunk tonight.
The main characters of the night were obviously Jiang Xingjie and Uncle Ying, while Ling Zhizhi and Ah Bing were just background characters. After the two of them finished eating, they left. Ling Zhizhi went back to her room. Ah Bing said goodbye to Uncle Ying and left the clinic to rest at home.
"Uncle Ying, my father is dead. I plan to help people settle things in the future. I don't want to work in our family's incense shop anymore…"
"Quit? Come to my clinic. I'll give it to you.”
Jiang Xingjie said,"I still want you to help me look after the incense shop."
"Although I don't want to do it, it's still our family's business. I don't want to give it up just like that. Uncle Ying, do you think you're taking over the incense shop?”
"No, I can't even handle a clinic. How can I have the time to look at the incense shop for you?”
"Is that so? Come, come, come, let's drink, let's drink…"
"Uncle Ying, my family's incense shop.”
"I don't have the energy, I can't read it."”
"Come, come, drink!"
……
"Uncle Ying, my incense shop…"
"I really can't."
"Let's not talk about this anymore, Uncle Ying. Let's have another toast."”
Bottles after bottles of wine were placed on the table and quickly taken away. Jiang Xingjie could only drink a few hundred million. Uncle Ying's alcohol tolerance was average, just a few hundred million more than Jiang Xingjie. The two of them drank several bottles, but neither of them was drunk.
Jiang Xingjie wanted to get Uncle Ying drunk so that he could look after his shop and work for free. Uncle Ying wanted to get Jiang Xingjie drunk so that he could make a fool of himself. However, neither of them had their way.
"Uncle Ying, I'm out now. I plan to hold a funeral for my father. Can you help me?”Jiang Xingjie could tell that he could drink 100 million points. Uncle Ying had more than 100 million points than him. It was meaningless to continue drinking like this. He might as well talk about serious matters.
"Isn't your father's corpse…" Uncle Ying asked curiously.
" Cenotaph," Jiang Xingjie replied, then shook his head and blamed himself."It's all my fault. Why didn't I think of burning my father separately from those people? Now, he doesn't even have his ashes.”
"Where do you plan to bury it?" Uncle Ying patted Jiang Xingjie's shoulder and asked.
"My father bought a cemetery next to my mother.”
"Alright, I'll flip through the calendar tomorrow and pick a good day to hold your father's funeral so that he can leave in glory.”
"Uncle Ying, do you have any ideas about our incense shop?”
"If you really don't want to do it, find someone to replace you. I said, why don't you do it yourself? Even if you want to do a business that helps people settle things, you can do it when you have something to do. When you have nothing to do, you can guard the shop. Anyway, there's not much business usually.”Uncle Ying was puzzled.
Jiang Xingjie shook his head and explained,"I want to have more time to cultivate, and…"
"He's ambitious." Uncle Ying felt very gratified.
Jiang Xingjie was glad that he didn't say that he wanted to make time for a date. Otherwise, Uncle Ying wouldn't think that he was ambitious and would advise him to control himself.
Jiang Xingjie only returned home after eight, reeking of alcohol.
After returning home, Jiang Xingjie went to take a shower first, then returned to his room and took out the low-grade spirit stones he had won from the lottery. Now that he had finally left the mental hospital, he could return to his normal life and meditate.
Holding the spirit stone, Jiang Xingjie slowly entered a state of cultivation. Not long after, a surge of spiritual energy was absorbed into his body from his palm. It slowly flowed into his body through the meridians in his arm.
Following the route of the Mao Mountain Qi Cultivation Technique, he poured it into his dantian bit by bit.
Two hours later, Jiang Xingjie ended his cultivation state and felt the mana in his body. Compared to before, his current mana had increased by at least a third.
One-third. Jiang Xingjie had been cultivating for more than ten years since he was young.
How much was one-third of it? It was equivalent to four to five years of his cultivation.
It was only one night and more than two hours. One low-grade spirit stone only used about half of the total spiritual energy contained in the spirit stone, which was equivalent to the original owner's four or five years of cultivation.
He knew that this was the Age of Chaos, but…this was too chaotic.
Jiang Xingjie put the spirit stone back into the System Space. He couldn't accept it for a moment. Now he understood why Zhong Fabai, who was ten or twenty years older than him, couldn't compare to him.
F * ck, without special opportunities, what difference could there be between cultivating for decades and ten years?
There was almost no difference.
Plus, Jiang Xingjie's treatment when he was young was definitely better than Zhong Fabai's. Their family had been passed down for seven generations, so they had some background. At least Jiang Xingjie remembered that when he was young, he had eaten some good things, such as ginseng and other nutritious things.
Apart from absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, things like ginseng could also increase one's cultivation.
Other than that, Jiang Xingjie also remembered that he had taken a medicinal bath when he was young. He soaked in Uncle Ying's house. While soaking, Uncle Ying beat him with a weapon.
However, the medicinal bath was clearly not to increase his magic power, but to increase his physical fitness.
"No wonder, I feel that my body is much stronger than the average person.”Jiang Xingjie thought to himself.
He was thinking about when he could ask Uncle Ying to prepare a medicinal bath for him.
However, on second thought, Uncle Ying wanted to hit him with something while he was soaking in the medicinal bath, so Jiang Xingjie gave up on this idea. If it was Ling Zhizhi…
No, I'm not a sadist, I'm not a sadist…
Jiang Xingjie quickly shook his head and threw away this dangerous thought.
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