Anyway, the two spiritual roots and luck are left alone. Instead of wasting them, it is better to let them play their due role.
However... this is just a wishful thinking method. Whether it can be implemented will still have to be discussed with them in the future.
After all, respecting everyone's ideas is one of the basic principles of life.
Jiang Fan thought of this and let out a breath.
He bent down, rubbed the little girl's head, and responded on his brother's behalf:
"I'm here to help you heal."
Hearing Jiang Fan's words, the little girl was slightly startled.
Immediately, instead of showing joy, his expression became anxious.
She stretched out her two thin little hands and pushed while speaking, with a hint of crying in her voice:
"Brother, please leave quickly. Don't help Qingqing with his medical treatment, otherwise you will encounter misfortune... Qingqing doesn't want to harm anyone anymore, wuwu..."
Jiang Fan was stunned when he heard this.
She didn't expect that this little girl would actually say such a thing.
He felt mixed emotions for a while.
Is this the so-called innocent heart...
I would rather make sacrifices for myself than harm others.
The thinking of a child is so simple and pure.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan smiled softly and said:
"It doesn't matter. The disease on Qingqing's body has no effect on big brother. Besides, big brother has the ability to cure Qingqing's disease."
The little girl heard this and stopped pushing.
She thought for a while and asked hesitantly:
"But... even the immortal master can't cure Qingqing's illness... Is the eldest brother also an immortal master?"
Jiang Fan responded with a smile:
"Yes, and my elder brother is many times more powerful than the immortal master who treated you before!"
The little girl's eyes showed hope.
"Really?"
"Really, big brother won't lie to you, big brother will treat Qingqing right now."
After saying this, Jiang Fan began to mobilize his spiritual power, allowing it to transform into various gorgeous shapes and colors, and began to swirl around the little girl's body.
In fact, I had previously used the system's luck extraction function to extract the culprit's luck from the little girl.
In other words, the little girl’s so-called disease has actually been cured.
What they are doing now is purely superficial, used to coax the brothers and sisters.
The purpose is of course to make them believe that they are really treating the little girl.
Sure enough, as soon as this gorgeous light and shadow effect appeared, the eyes of the brother and sister were immediately attracted.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan smiled slightly.
Children are easy to fool.
After a lot of fancy operations, these sound and light effects slowly dissipated.
Then, he took out a candy from the jade bracelet, handed it to the little girl, and said:
"I have found out the specific situation of your disease. This is the medicine that corresponds to the treatment. If you take it, the disease will be cured."
This candy had been shaped into a strange shape by Jiang Fan's spiritual power, and it also had some residual spiritual power attached to it.
Under the influence of these spiritual powers, the candy looks sparkling and filled with colorful mist.
Even adults will subconsciously regard it as a fairy medicine after seeing what this candy looks like at this moment.
Not to mention these young brothers and sisters.
At this time, the little girl's eyes widened, and she stretched out her hand timidly, took the candy from Jiang Fan, and put it into her mouth.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan immediately controlled the remaining spiritual power on the candy and turned it into a stream of warmth, which penetrated into the little girl's limbs.
The little girl felt that her body suddenly became light and warm, and the "elixir" in her mouth also exuded a sweet taste.
At this time, Jiang Fan said at the right time:
"Okay, the elixir has taken effect, and Qingqing's illness has been cured."
When the little girl heard this, she was immediately happy.
At her young age, she was at the stage where she believed whatever others said.
The previous doubts about Jiang Fan's words were just because of the lessons learned by another monk three months ago.
And that monk didn't have Jiang Fan's personality.
After seeing that he could not figure out what was happening to the little girl, he turned around and left on the spot, without wasting any time to really treat the little girl.
Now, in order to deceive the little girl, Jiang Fan went to great lengths to create sound and light effects and candies disguised as elixirs.
With such a dedicated performance, how can a little girl of only four or five years old not believe it?
She did not doubt the authenticity of Jiang Fan's words and immediately jumped up happily.
"Qingqing's illness has been cured, and Qingqing will never harm others again..."
Jiang Fan saw the little girl's happy scene and breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that I am quite talented at coaxing children.
Of course, strictly speaking, his previous two sentences were not lying to him.
Because the problem had already been solved when he entered the house earlier.
The process just now can only be regarded as a process.
The little beggar was standing aside at this time. Seeing his sister so happy, he couldn't help but smile on his face covered with mud.
However, underneath this smile, there was a hint of worry.
Jiang Fan turned to look at him and immediately noticed his emotion at this time.
He thought for a moment and said softly:
"You come with me."
After saying that, he took the lead and walked out the door.
When the little beggar heard this, he quickly lowered his head and used his only remaining leg to jump up and down to keep up.
After the two came outside the house, Jiang Fan turned around and was about to ask. Unexpectedly, the little boy suddenly knelt down with a bang, kowtowed, and asked first:
"Master Immortal, please forgive me. I am not questioning you, but I still want to ask, has my sister's illness been really cured?"
After saying this, the little beggar hesitated again and continued:
"Actually, I understand that what my sister has is not a disease, but a strange condition that I can't describe. It can't be solved by ordinary means, such as taking medicine..."
Jiang Fan was slightly surprised when he heard this.
However, he soon felt relieved.
This little beggar is not his sister who is only four or five years old.
He is about ten years old. Although he is not too old, he is already at an age where he can know some things.
Therefore, my previous methods of coaxing young children may not have such a good effect on him.
Jiang Fan thought of this and chuckled:
"Now that you can see it, I won't hide it from you. Indeed, your sister's so-called illness cannot be solved by taking medicine or anything. The actions I just took were just to coax her."
When the little beggar heard this, his face became anxious. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Jiang Fan's continued words:
"Don't be impatient, just listen to what I have to say."
"Although the process of treating her just now is fake, I have indeed successfully solved her problem through another method. As for the specific solution, don't ask more."
After hearing this, the little beggar suddenly became excited:
"Thank you, Master Immortal. Thank you, Master Immortal..."
Seeing this scene, Jiang Fan chuckled, and then said in a gentle tone:
"Don't thank me in a hurry...Bai Yuanzhou, you know that the people who help your sister, even if they are monks, will still encounter bad luck in the future, but you still ask me to help treat her illness... "
"Let me ask you, if the fat middle-aged man hadn't come forward to explain what happened, would you have kept me in the dark and kept you in the dark, so you came to help your sister in the dark?"
"When you asked me, did you ever think about the situation I might face?"
When the little beggar heard this, he immediately started sweating on his forehead and started to kowtow:
"Master Immortal, I'm sorry. I am doing it for my sister. If you want to punish me, just punish me. You can kill or chop me. My sister is innocent. Please let her go..."
Hearing the little beggar's plea for mercy, Jiang Fan sighed slightly, then bent down to help him up:
"I don't mean to hold you accountable, I just want to discuss something with you..."
