Carefree Path of Dreams

Hey!

The next day, early morning.

The sky was just bright, and there was a loud knock on the door.

"Who?"

Fang Yuan opened the door of the courtyard and looked at the stunned face. He immediately saw two policemen wearing big caps: "Public comrades, what's the matter?"

"Is it a Fang Yuan classmate?"

A tall public security officer turned over the record: "Well, the newspaper owner asked the head of the heart of Zhaizi? Yesterday also sold a agarwood Maitreya?"

"Yes, I have already told the staff to pay taxes!"

Fang Yuan questioned and asked: "What else?"

"Last night, from 12 o'clock to 3 o'clock, where are you?"

A public security officer next to him asked coldly, and with the law and majesty of his body, it was easy to make the mindless person stand out.

"This cold day, so late, of course, is sleeping at home..."

Fang Yuanli answered naturally.

"Is there any witness? You know, yesterday in the hotel, Mr. Toms spent 500,000 to buy the agarwood Maitreya, stolen!"

After asking the opposite, immediately observe the reaction of Fang Yuan.

"Stolen? This is really..."

Fang Yuan was playing the emperor level, and his face was surprised and surprised. There was no abnormality.

"Well, if you think of something new, please let us know immediately!"

After some cross-examination, the two policemen bowed and bowed and left.

‘Sure enough to scare...’

Fang Yuanguan went to the courtyard door and, as always, watered the herbs in the flower garden with a smile on his face: "Unfortunately... I have a witness who is not present! Or your own person!"

Last night, the stalker, 80% of the grasp will conceal the past, otherwise it will admit that he has lost his job.

With his proof, Fang Yuan naturally has peace of mind.

After taking care of the flower garden, he went out on a bicycle and went to a breakfast stall.

At this time, there are not many people. The steamer is steamed with buns and exudes a seductive scent.

Fang Yuan directly asked for a cage of Xiaolongbao, a bowl of Hu spicy soup, and slowly ate and drank.

Opposite him, Guo Jing did not know when he came out, and he ate porridge with fritters. He was very smooth, but he wore a pair of sunglasses on his face and looked at some of them.

After eating and drinking, the two mixed into the morning exercise army and walked in the park.

"Small layman... I am hurt, I still have to rule you! Otherwise, my class today can't be done!"

After walking to a secluded forest, after confirming that no one was tracking, Guo Jing smiled and took off his sunglasses, revealing a panda eye, which was a strange circle narrower than yesterday.

"Old Guo, you are just a guard. You have nothing to do with bravery!"

Yesterday, I talked a few words. Fang Yuan also made it clear that although Guo Jing has a teacher, he is not a Taoist who is a native. Instead, he looks at the gate in a certain factory. It is really a model that is hidden in the city.

"I am a good old man, the well-recognized gentleman of the neighborhood committee. Suddenly going out to fight one, I am sure I will be bothered by those aunts..."

Guo Jing is speechless.

"Well, rest assured! You sit down!"

Fang Yuan picked up a silver needle and tied it in Guo Jing's eyebrows. He immediately sneaked on Xuan Gong and took a reiki.

After a while, the remaining bruises are scattered, which is no different from ordinary ones.

"Oh... God!"

Guo Jing took out a small mirror and took photos. He was very satisfied with the nod: "The little hand of the little layman is really pure, and it is reminiscent of the **** of the year..."

"I only occasionally get a little from the ancient books, and I am lucky to make some achievements..."

Fang Yuan waved his hand and sat down directly on a stone: "Old Guo...you look at people like us, how?"

"I'm afraid not much!"

Guo Jing smiled bitterly: "The old road has seen such a long door, and you will meet one of you... but the most similar is different! The "Zi Qing Bao", passed down by the old road, was passed down by Master of my master. No one can practice magical powers, but in recent years, I have slowly explored and made a name for myself, to open my eyes and draw some people to fool people!"

"So, those guys who have a true biography should be aware of it now. Are they quietly practicing now?"

Fang Yuan touched his chin and smiled brightly: "You don't have to be arrogant in the old Guotou... It's just the last six-hexagram that you broke out yesterday. It's quite good, and there is a method of spiritual eye. You can be a master to drive out ghosts!"

"Then the law of the body of the six-six hexacle is sharp, but it is too powerful. If you don’t meet the little layman yesterday, you will protect me with silver needles. I can’t climb the old bones today. I have to stay in bed for seven days and seven nights. Can you..."

Guo Jing shook his head and found a cloth bag: "This instrument is still the original owner!"

"No!"

Fang Yuan shook his head: "I have sold this instrument. You have to return to the original owner and go to Toms, or you can do it yourself. Anyway, it doesn't matter to me."

"Oh... this thing is a ritual, but after we were so troubled yesterday, it was trouble!"

Guo Jing smiled and recovered: "I estimate that in the next few days, the three hands in the capital will be badly smashed..."

"It’s awkward, it’s time to clean it up!"

Fang Yuan asked with some interest: "What is this instrument? What do you know?"

"This... I also went to see the fun yesterday, only to find it by chance!"

Guo Jing’s face is stunned: “But this thing is a musical instrument, and it has a relationship with the Vatican. It is undoubtedly... The Van Gogh instrument has a stable mind and the effect of expelling the demons. This thing should also be Similar... As for other functions, the old professional is somewhat wrong..."

"It doesn't matter, you keep studying slowly, what can you find to inform me?"

The party rose up and said: "I am going to school, I have to catch up with the paper!"

In fact, this harvest has been good, not only with the notes of the Yin and Yang division, but also a true monk.

Ok... Although this monk has some tastes of two knives, it is good to be rooted in Miaohong, and it is a matter of letting Fang Yuan experiment, which has contributed a lot to his theoretical perfection.

......

"Write a thesis! Write a thesis! This time... I am afraid I have to be a blockbuster!"

In the library of Xijing University, Fang Yuan was facing a book mountain in front of him, biting his pen in his mouth: "It seems that you have to throw a little dry goods..."

The pen tip of Fang Yuan’s hand trembled constantly, and the writings of a group of dragons and phoenixes appeared. At this moment, everything seemed to be silent. The outside world was thundering, the ghosts and nights were crying, the gods and gods appeared, the purple gas went straight to the sky, and the goddess Luo Han blows. The snail, hitting the drum, and turning it under the nib into nothingness!

Of course, all of the above is purely brain-filled.

After writing a line of words, Fang Yuan looked up and saw the library as usual. The golden sunlight sprinkled through the window, reflecting the tiny dust. Under the book Hill, there were several booksworms with him. The glasses on the nose with the bottom of the bottle are hard to read.

‘In the end, it’s a strict rule, almost purely physical world. If you want someone to feel something, still wash and sleep early.’

He blew the paper and looked at his thesis title - "On the relationship between Chinese medicine and human evolution, and the operation of celestial bodies"!

"The title of this paper is thrown out. It is not bad for professors to take me as an idiot, but the truth is always in the hands of a few people!"

Fang Yuan looked at a few big history books in front of him, and his face smiled: "Ling Wang comet? It's really fun!"

"Of course... This evidence is not enough. At least some human body data is needed. Otherwise, the group of professors may dare to sweep my paper into the trash.... In China, the university’s thesis defense It’s too shameful to turn off it...”

After a few minutes of the information found, and after registration, Fang Yuan walked out of the big library and came to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Fang Yuan, you are here!"

Professor Tian of the Chinese Medicine Department saw him, and his eyes suddenly brightened: "Is it finished the cultivation experiment, and brought me a good medicine for the old man..."

"No, I am just preparing to collect the materials of the paper... I need to contact the affiliated Chinese medicine hospital outside and give me a few cases!"

"That also depends on the patient's disagreement with the family, and it is still a little risky!"

Professor Tian is very disapproving: "Small side, do not be too good to be a good person, not to say that you, as long as you can systematically and scientifically write the experience of herbal cultivation, even if others, but here, a master's position Still can keep it for you!"

"You think about it, artificially cultivating medicinal herbs, comparable to the medicinal properties of wild medicinal herbs, what a great economic value, how much contribution can it bring to the motherland..."

Professor Tian was bitter and worried, and looked at Fang Yuan, who was firmly smiling, and felt a little depressed.

Traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions, one in symptomatic, two in medicinal materials, of course, after so many years, many wild herbs have long been difficult to trace, can only be replaced by artificial cultivation.

However, this artificially cultivated medicinal material, even if the year is the same, is always inferior to the real wild medicinal material.

Even this subtle difference can't be detected by the instrument, and when Professor Tian Tian discovered that the herbs cultivated by Fang Yuan were not inferior to the wild herbs, the shock could be imagined.

However, Fang Yuan took the initiative to cooperate with him to study, and even did a control experiment. Two identical medicinal materials, the same year, even the instrument can not detect abnormalities, but his herbal effects are better than three points, Professor Teng Tian I can't understand it.

"I am still more interested in treating people and saving people!"

Fang Yuan is firmly and authentic.

In fact, this is already the result of his convergence.

The medicinal properties are slightly stronger. It can be said that it is planted with a unique secret. However, if the growth cycle is greatly shortened or even mutated, it will be investigated with monsters.

Although it is not afraid to be exposed at this time, why bother?