Jiang Wuchen started quickly and clicked 13 times in a row in Wang Luming's heart. Each time, he poured a vitality to protect his heart in an all-round way. Then he touched a pill and put it into his mouth.

Next to song Laosan, he was stupid.

This... Did Jiang Wuchen save Wang Luming? No way, no! He... Why did he save Wang Luming? I killed Wang Luming and he saved Wang Luming? What should I do?

Old donkey Zhao and Pang Zhigang asked Zhongbao and others to run in and carry them into a stretcher.

Jiang Wuchen stood up and wiped away the fine sweat on his forehead. Lin Dong didn't sweat just now. He saved Wang Luming from sweating.

"Take him to the hospital." Jiang Wuchen said.

"Yes."

"Let's get together and give a hand," Pang Zhigang said. At this moment, dozens of people present would like to rush up and carry Wang Luming.

Song Laosan sat paralyzed on the ground, his face as gray as death.

For a short time, Wang Luming's wound was blocked, and there was not much blood loss. In addition, Jiang Wuchen gave him a Huang Yuandan, which can strengthen the foundation and stimulate the potential of the body. Wang Luming did not fall into a coma, and his consciousness remained awake all the time.

With doubts in his eyes and trembling lips, he wanted to ask why, but his voice couldn't come out at all. From Jiang Wuchen's indifferent eyes, he didn't see anything.

The party carried Wang Luming outside the conference hall and sent him into the business car. The car left quickly.

"Jiang Shaofei is really kind-hearted. Wang Luming came here to seek revenge. Jiang Shaofei didn't blame him and saved him. We can't compare such a mind," said Zhao Laolv.

Pang Chenggang said, "brother Chen, I've taken it too. I thought you'd ravage Wang Luming. Wang Luming's grandson is stupid. I didn't expect..."

Jiang Wuchen shook his head slightly and said, "his life should not be destroyed."

Others don't know, but Jiang Wuchen knows that he once asked the four soul officials. Wang Luming's name is not in the soul determination book. The names in the soul determination book are people who will die within ten years. Obviously, Wang Luming still has a long life.

Even if his heart is punctured, even if he really dies here, I'm afraid Wang Daoming will find someone to revive Wang Luming after returning to the Wang family.

In this world, there are people with profound and unpredictable cultivation. If these people make a move, they may also be able to save Wang Luming.

Jiang Wuchen doesn't actually pay attention to Wang Luming's life and death, but when he just saw Wang Luming's eyes before his death, Jiang Wuchen suddenly had a touch of pity in his heart.

"Jiang Shao... Jiang Shao..." song Laosan walked on his knees and climbed to Jiang Wuchen. He said excitedly, "Jiang Shao, this thing... I... what should I do?"

Jiang Wuchen doesn't look at him at all. "Zhongbao, beat him out and don't enter my Jiang's house in the future."

"Yes! Someone, hit him." Zhongbao said, pulling song Laosan's hair and pulling him out, followed by several bodyguards to kick him.

"Good fight! No, I can't help it. I want to kick him." Wu Guangcheng said, raising his feet and pedaling over.

After song Laosan was knocked out of Jiang's house, he was hanged at home the next day. The autopsy report showed that he died of suicide. Thanks to his timely death, he saved his family and part of his property. This is what will be said later, which is not shown here.

Old donkey Zhao said loudly, "gentlemen, this is the end of the wall. We have worshipped Jiang Shaowei to carry the handle. We will never be two hearted!"

"Yes, never two minds," Wu Guangcheng said loudly.

Pang Chenggang said with a smile, "Lao Wu, to be honest, you did well this time. I thought you would be the first to rebel."

"I, Wu Guangcheng, learned from the tianmeng summit two months ago and changed the past. I am loyal to Jiang Shao in my life. To be honest, I was ready to sacrifice just now."

"Shit, sacrifice? This word is for martyrs. You rotten people don't deserve to mention it." someone said with a smile.

Jiang Zongcheng said, "don't let such things happen in the future, and don't tell me if they happen! I'm leaving. If it's late, I'm afraid the monk's Stewed goose won't be able to eat."

Jiang Wuchen said, "Grandpa, I'm with you."

"Hmm? Good." they went out together.

Zhao Laolu and others looked at each other. Wu Guangcheng said, "what shall we do next?"

"Go home and find your mother," said Zhao.

Tang Ju shook his head and said, "wait, everyone is here today. Let's discuss it and formulate a rule so that we won't yell at the slightest disturbance in the future."

"Well, if you agree, you should set a rule to prevent the existence of rotten people like song Laosan!" Wu Guangcheng said.

……

When Jiang Wuchen and Jiang Zongcheng came to Nanshan Temple, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. Before they entered the temple gate, they smelled a strange smell.

Before lunch, Jiang Wuchen muttered hungrily, "how fragrant."

Jiang Zongcheng said, "the monk is good at cooking. He loves stew these two days. He said that spring is coming and tonic is needed."

"Spring is coming. We need tonic?" Jiang Wuchen frowned and immediately said with a smile, "Grandpa, is this monk going to find a nun?"

"Hmm? Nonsense." Jiang Zongcheng said discontentedly, "the monk is over a hundred years old. Don't make fun of him."

Jiang Wuchen smiled and said, "spring is the mating season. In this season, monks need to supplement. What are they doing instead of looking for nuns?"

"Ho ho." Zhong Bo couldn't help laughing behind him. This time he came with Jiang Wuchen and knew he was here to find a monk.

"Hey, you child, your mind is full of such ideas. If you really have the ability, now give me the whole grandson," said Jiang Zongcheng.

"Er..." Jiang Wuchen was stunned. "Grandpa, I'm still a student."

"Then we should focus on our studies! Don't think about other things all day."

Jiang Wuchen said, "I have classes on time every week, never absent from class, study hard, and come first in the liberal arts exam. These things are only done in my spare time."

When they walked into Nanshan Temple, the smell became stronger.

"Stewed goose? So fragrant? It tastes very natural." Jiang Wuchen was surprised. "I didn't think so before."

Jiang Zongcheng said, "the monk went out a few days ago and said he caught a wild goose from the river. The goose weighs at least tens of kilograms..."

"Er? A big goose weighing dozens of kilograms?" Jiang Wuchen was unbelievable. "These days, there are wild geese in this place? It's really rare."

"It was intended to be raised, but the goose didn't eat or drink. Finally, it was starving. The monk was cruel and simply stewed it. When I came, the monk killed the goose. Now the taste came out."

They bypassed the front Temple houses and came to the backyard. This is the latest development of Jiang Zongcheng and the monk. There is a pavilion built of straw with a big iron pot next to it. The strong smell is floating out of it.