Feng Jun cured Paul, and the other three were amazed. Laura hoped that Feng Jun would treat her too.
Feng Jun could tell that Laura did have a slight lumbar disc prolapse, but that was an old injury of hers, and he had no intention of taking care of it.
At noon, Fernandez and others took out hot cans from the off-road vehicle and asked Mr. F to have dinner with them.
How could Feng Jun like this kind of thing? He simply waved his hand and took out the induction cooker and hot pot from the car, "Eat mine."
The ingredients he prepared were very ordinary, most of them were vacuum-packed, and the base and toppings were also prepared in advance, so it was not too convenient to eat. Unfortunately, there was no frozen beef and mutton.
But even so, the four of them ate to their heart's content, especially Fernandez, who was very good at using chopsticks. The others were not as good at using chopsticks to scoop ingredients out of the pot.
After eating, the two women entered the transparent tent, while Paul and Fernandez chatted with Feng Jun.
The two of them can now see that Mr. F is indeed a bit aloof, but he is not difficult to deal with. However, this is also easy to understand. No matter who has his ability, he will probably not be very approachable.
After chatting for a while, Paul really wanted to know Feng Jun¡¯s origins, but he wouldn¡¯t tell him, so he had to settle for the next best thing and ask him what he wanted to do while living in the Sahara Desert and if he needed any help.
Feng Jun happened to want to talk about this issue, so he asked them, I plan to build a Taoist temple in North Africa. Now I am going to check the environment. The initial consideration is the Red Sea coast.
Paul was surprised and said, "Is it a Taoist temple like Amsterdam in Australia? With all due respect, Australia emphasizes religious freedom and it is very easy to operate, but in North Africa it is not just a matter of spending money."
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Feng Jun nodded, "In fact, it really doesn't cost much in North Africa."
He knows very well that preaching in North Africa really depends on spending money, but the people here are relatively poor, and they can¡¯t spend much money. It seems that there is no need to spend money in Australia, but the cost of daily life is high.
Fernandez nodded when he heard this, "Yes, the sectarian competition here is very ruthless, unlike in Australia, it doesn't matter what you believe."
Feng Jun had long been worried about this, so it was Dong Zenghong, the descendant of Guigu, who insisted on setting up a Taoist temple here.
¡°However, this seems to be in line with the style of Guigu¡¯s lineage. They always show up in dangerous places.
So Feng Jun was not surprised. Instead, he asked with great interest, "Can you tell me more specifically?"
Fernandez really knows this place too well, and he talked endlessly. Not to mention Feng Jun, even Laura, who is a Visigoth, doesn¡¯t know many secrets.
That night, Laura and Selina slept in the tent. The two men slept next to the tent, while Feng Jun slept in his car.
It was really extremely cold at night in the Sahara. After sleeping until midnight, the two men couldn't bear the cold and got into the tent. They didn't do anything more. But when they got up the next morning, Laura was Catch a cold, catch a cold.
She was not in good health to begin with, and she had a cold. Feng Jun couldn't stand it, so he mixed another bottle of potion for her and gave her a massage. His attitude was much better than yesterday.
Even the little hamster who had been watching couldn't help but thought, "Your attitude is a little different today?"
The Tu Ling could not understand their conversation. Even if the Mandarin spoken by Feng Jun was far different from the Haozhou dialect, it could still understand the words and expressions, especially the emotional fluctuations of several people, which it could clearly grasp.
Feng Jun replied angrily, "Everything I do has a profound meaning. It's normal for you not to understand."
Laura also knew that she had some problems with her lumbar spine, but she was afraid that it would be worse this time. Although Mr. F had already said that her more serious problem was kidney stones, she was most worried about her lumbar spine.
As a result, after taking the medicine, not only did the strain improve a lot, but the lumbar spine was massaged once, which was unprecedentedly refreshing.
In fact, she had already heard Paul say it privately, saying that Mr.
The sandstorm lasted for three full days, and by the time it got light on the fourth day, Fernandez and the four of them were already exhausted.
Although they did not eat or drink much here, and their rest was not too good, it was definitely not bad. Especially Feng Jun¡¯s generator has been continuously supplying power. They even had some doubts about where this guy was hidingI mean, we can we can leave temporarily." The little hamster's thoughts were intermittent, which showed that its mood was not very stable - it was probably a little uneasy, "If you can not be discovered, why do you have to let the other party do it? Do you know? "
Feng Jun pretended to be a little angry, "Do you think I will be afraid of him?"
"Of course you're not afraid of him," the earth spirit's IQ is still passable, but it really doesn't know how to hide it. "We can go to other places first, such as the mountain range a few days ago."
Feng Jun pondered for a while, then reluctantly replied, "I've thought about it, that mountain range is relatively better. You have grown to the middle level of Jindan, so it would be a waste to use it there."
When Tu Ling heard this, he was immediately shocked, "Do you know that I was once an intermediate Jindan?"
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