Zhong Zhangyue's face changed drastically. He remembered that the third floor underground was clearly the underground morgue of Yuxin Hospital, but when the elevator door opened, a strong burnt smell came first.
As an experienced doctor, he immediately realized that it was the stench produced by the human body after it was burned. He had taken over a patient in an arson case before, and the stench of flesh on the other party's body is still fresh in memory.
After the elevator door was opened, what Zhong Zhangyue saw was not the third floor underground, the pale walls in the morgue, but a charred broken wall!
Zhong Zhangyue widened his eyes. He couldn't believe it. He seemed to have entered a fire scene.
The burning stench of the human body and the building was so real. The charred and even slightly burned into powder and white ruins did not seem to be fake. Zhong Zhangyue pinched his face hard, and severe pain came from his cheeks. He had to admit that he seemed to have met a ghost.
Zhong Zhangyue looked at his watch, but was shocked to find that the pointer seemed to be the plane dial that was about to happen, and was turning wildly.
Director Zhong, what should we do? The sweet-looking nurse's face turned pale. She pulled Zhong Zhangyue's sleeve and her two beautiful white legs kept trembling.
Calm, calm, you are a big man, you can't let your little nurse underestimate you... Zhong Zhangyue did not collapse immediately. As an experienced surgeon, he always holds a scalpel. The life and death of the patient is often in his palm, so his psychological quality is naturally not bad.
Don't worry, I'm here, it's okay... Zhong Zhangyue tried his best to restrain his anxiety, quickly pretended to be calm, and said to the sweet-looking nurse.
He tried to press the elevator button, but found that the elevator seemed to be completely damaged, and there was no response when pressing any button.
At this time, the lights in the elevator gradually dimmed, as if urging the two to leave as soon as possible.
By the way, what's your name? Zhong Zhangyue suddenly asked
Nie Qingqing, the sweet-looking little nurse replied cowardly
Nie Qingqing, a little familiar... Zhong Zhangyue frowned and murmured
My mother is Liu Ruoyun, the head nurse in the area X of the inpatient department! Nie Qingqing hurriedly reminded her
Oh, it's Nurse Liu Ah... Zhong Zhangyue suddenly recalled that he knew Liu Ruoyun, who was a famous cold-faced beauty in Yuxin Hospital
A cool temperament, proud figure, big breasts, fat butts, long legs, absolutely beautiful mature woman
Although she had been married long ago and had children, there were constant rumors surrounding her.
At this time, the elevator door suddenly closed, and before I knew it, Zhong Zhangyue and Nie Qingqing actually left the elevator
It seems we can't leave the elevator for the time being
Zhong Zhangyue took a deep breath and tried to show his calmness.
At this time, Nie Qingqing took out an emergency flashlight from his pocket. The flashlight was different from the civilians in the market and was a rare high-end product. As soon as the switch was turned on, a cold light suddenly shot out and shone on the charred broken wall ruins.
It is precisely because the lights are too clear that the burnt broken walls appear so clear that Zhong Zhangyue took the flashlight and looked at the charred remains, sweating from his forehead.
The place in front of you is obviously not Yuxin Hospital, and even those buildings are not modern styles and materials.
He picked up a piece of dark wood, and without exerting force, it turned into a pile of ashes.
This place was burned so clean, and these buildings... don't look modern, at least in the late Qing Dynasty... Zhong Zhangyue threw away the pair of ashes, clapped his palms, and said to Nie Qingqing.
Apart from his pale face, Nie Qingqing did not howl like the female characters in horror movies, running around for death, which made Zhong Zhangyue look at him with admiration.
And at this moment, a pale figure suddenly swept through the edge of the flashlight!
What is that? Zhong Zhangyue's pupils could not even capture the traces of the other party's movement. He just felt that the white light flashed and the other party disappeared.
Could it be... Nie Qingqing bit her lip tightly, not daring to say anything
Don't talk nonsense, we are materialists! Zhong Zhangyue quickly stopped the other party's nonsense, for fear of making taboos, but in addition to using ghosts to explain that thing just now, could it be...
At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from behind. Zhong Zhangyue and Nie Qingqing were shocked at the same time. When they looked back, a blurry black figure slowly floated out from the corner and was moving towards them at a slow speed.
Run!
Zhong Zhangyue hurriedly pulled Nie Qingqing and ran towards the distance.
To be honest, the ground nearby seemed to be burning with fire and was extremely dry and cracked. When it was stepped on it, it was like biscuits. It felt extremely uncomfortable and it was not fast enough.
The black figure following far behind still maintained a speed of neither fast nor slowness, as if he was deliberately teasing the two of them.
After the two were chased away for a few minutes, Nie Qingqing was the first to be a little unable to bear it. She was just a little nurse and almost fell to the ground.
Zhong Zhangyue was also very tired, but he still grabbed Nie Qingqing's arm and refused to relax
Before they knew it, they suddenly came to a large yard. Although there were only countless burnt rubble and charcoal left, they could vaguely see the luxury and luxury of the yard, and the style of Jiangnan gardens.
At this moment, Zhong Zhangyue was shocked to see countless black figures floating out of the burned yard and surrounding the two of them from all directions.
It's over, it's over... Zhong Zhangyue looked at the approaching black figure and felt a little cold.
But Nie Qingqing seemed to have thought of something, and quickly reached into the nurse's close-fitting pocket and held something hard.
Seeing countless black figures about to grab their palms like burning themselves into charcoal, Nie Qingqing seemed to be making up his mind and ready to throw something out of his pocket. The next moment, a green light suddenly broke out from the ground and shone on the black figures. Thrilling screams came one after another, resounding all around.
For a moment, both of them were blinded by the green light, and they could only hear the screams of black figures in their ears and the sounds of chanting similar to scriptures.
Go back, this is not where you should stay... An old voice slowly rang in the ears of both of them, and then Zhong Zhangyue and Nie Qingqing lost consciousness
When the two disappeared into the ruins of the ancient house burned by the fire, at the main entrance outside the ruins, there was a skeleton in a Taoist robe emitting a faint green light...
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The next day, the corridor of a district of the main building of Yuxin Hospital
A lame old man in an old-fashioned Tang suit was holding a compass and calculating. The middle-aged doctor in a white coat standing beside him asked respectfully: Mr. Luo, including what happened that night yesterday, there have been four similar problems so far! You have to help, otherwise those unscrupulous self-media will definitely write random messages, and the reputation of our Yuxin Hospital will be ruined...
At this time, the young man next to the lame old man, who was also wearing plain Tang suit, said coldly: The master doesn’t like others to talk too much when he deduces!
Although the middle-aged doctor in white coat was scolded by a young man younger than him, he did not dare to show any resentment. He could only smile and rub his hands and flash aside.
Another young doctor who had been waiting for a long time quickly asked in a low voice: Dean Song, are they reliable? Why do I think they are like the kind of charlatan Ah who pretends to be a god, not to cheat money, right?
When President Song, the vice president of Yuxin Hospital, heard his subordinates say this, his face suddenly darkened and scolded: What do you know? If my wife and Professor Lin from Donghai University were not college classmates, I would not have invited this Bodhisattva at all! By the way, I will prepare a gift for Professor Lin’s daughter alone!
Her daughter? The young doctor said in surprise.
Well, Professor Lin’s daughter Chen Mengxi, she is the gold medal agent of the Yijing Research Association. If she hadn’t helped her speak, I wouldn’t have invited Master Luo to me with my relationship! You should know that when the former mayor’s father passed away, he wanted to ask Master Luo to see the cemetery, but the other party refused.
Song Rentou whispered
No, I don't even give the mayor's face? Such a big air? The young doctor looked at the inconspicuous old man in surprise.
On the other side, the young man in plain Tang suit, Ma Benyu, the apprentice of Laodao Luo, suddenly said: Master, there are some problems with the morgue on the third floor underground, and the yin energy is too heavy...
Well, not only that, this new building seems to have some problems. Originally, the entire hospital was the Qixing Zhenxie Bureau, but the east side of the main building was blocked by the hospital building... It caused the anger to stop, which may be a little trouble, but it would not happen many times that the situation was about to die. Ah... Lao Dao Luo dragged his lame legs and frowned and murmured: Forget it, let's solve the harm of falling into the underground morgue first!
When Lao Dao Luo dragged his lame leg to the stairs, the twelve elevators were still operating normally, as if nothing happened last night, nor did the so-called ghost elevator
Lao Dao Luo did not feel any residual ghost energy, but it was normal. The yang energy that came and went in the hospital might have dispersed the ghost energy.
Go downstairs... Lao Dao Luo looked at the elevator that Zhong Zhangyue chose before, and then followed his apprentice into the elevator room.
It's strange that the elevators nearby are coming and going, crowded like canned sardines, but no one comes to the elevator here, as if people instinctively dislike or fear it.
However, this time they did not encounter any flashing lights or elevator failure, and they came to the morgue on the third floor of the underground steadily.
As soon as you enter the morgue, the temperature suddenly drops. It's not because of some evil spirits, but because the morgue itself is a cold storage, and the place where the corpse is stored will naturally make ordinary people feel cold.
When Lao Dao entered the morgue, he knew where the evil spirit was. So he raised his eyes at his apprentice. Ma Benyu immediately nodded and took out the peach wood sword, and then slowly walked towards a cabinet in the middle.
Yuxin Hospital purchased the most advanced morgue cabinet. Ma Benyu grabbed the handle of the drawer and silently opened the huge drawer. A pale sham appeared in his sight.
And two equally pale feet
When the drawers were all pulled open, the body lying under the cover of the shroud suddenly sat up against the white cloth, bent her hands and grabbed Ma Benyu.
Humph, a trick!
Ma Benyu didn't have any fear, and directly pinched a mountain-stop technique and shot the other person's forehead.
The fierce and powerful corpse suddenly fell into the drawer with a thud. Ma Benyu lifted the sham and then pasted the talisman on the other party's head.
The corpse suddenly had his eyes wide open and let out a scream. Its mouth was not open, but the shrill scream echoed throughout the morgue, making people's eardrums pierce.
However, Ma Benyu and Luo Laodao had no expression on their faces and did not receive any influence. After a while, the screams gradually dissipated, and the corpse became a corpse.
Ma Benyu took off the talisman paper, and there was a faint black air on it. He took out a wooden box from his sleeve and carefully stuffed the talisman paper into the wooden box.
Master, after a person dies, the soul leaves the body and then returns to the original body. I am afraid it will be rare to see it in a hundred years. Are we lucky or bad?
Ma Benyu turned to look at Master Luo Laodao
Lao Dao Luo dragged his lame legs to the corpse, then gently pinched the other person's cheek, and soon the corpse opened its mouth slightly, revealing a trace of the stems of the plant
What is that? Ma Benyu said in surprise
The grass behind the temple, also known as the Huihun Grass Temple originally belongs to Yin, and the grass growing behind the temple is even more Yin on the Yin. According to classics, if someone holds this thing in his mouth before his death, the soul will not follow the ghost messenger to reincarnate after his death. Instead, he will return to his body after the first seventh year and act as a demon again... Luo Laodao pulled out the weed-like plant, and burned it to ashes with a talisman fire, and said lightly
Ma Benyu frowned and said: But in this way, the dead soul will lose the opportunity to reincarnate and never be reborn. I think it is young and not a big deal. Is there any injustice?
Lao Dao Luo rolled his eyes and replied: There are rules from all walks of life, so we Taoist priests can only control ghosts and monsters, and there are police in the secular world! Don’t cross the boundaries, that’s a taboo!
After coming out from the third floor of the underground, we saw Dean Song and the young doctor standing there waiting from afar. When Luo Laodao and his apprentice appeared, they hurriedly came over to meet him.
Master Luo, this matter... Before President Song finished his words, he was interrupted by Master Luo. The matter has been resolved. You can just let someone burn some paper money and ingots at night...
Yes... Dean Song nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice
Fortunately, your hospitalization building blocked the entire bureau's anger and had to be demolished! Lao Dao Luo said lightly
When he heard this, the young doctor suddenly became anxious and said quickly: How can this work? This building is a new building that we have just built. Besides, isn’t the sun shining enough? How can there be a lack of vitality?
Lao Dao Luo was interrupted but was not angry. Instead, he stared at the young doctor with a very interesting look. He said contemptuously: Three things have happened. Can these things be mentioned to the outside world? You know better than me... Whether to dismantle them or not, you can do it yourself! I am fool, let's go!
Seeing the two of them leaving, the young doctor whispered: Dean, you can't believe them, right? I see that they are like fortune tellers on the street, they are all pretending to be mysterious, just cheating some living expenses. They won't really take a step back. Even if they are experts, since they have done it, it means that it's okay. We don't need to demolish the building.
However, President Song remained silent and did not answer. The young doctor saw that he was moved and thought something was wrong. After seeing that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and said in a deep voice: Don’t forget that this building was after Mr. Xue retreated to the second line. If you demolished it now, wouldn’t it be like slapping yourself in the face? What’s more, those wards are special care wards, which are all for those rich people in power...
President Song was a little moved, but his conscience made him hesitate. The young doctor had to use his ultimate move. President Song, if this building was demolished, would you guess Mr. Xue send someone to see the situation and will he check the accounts then?
President Song's face changed suddenly, and his eyes stared at the young doctor with sharp eyes, but the latter continued to say without fear: That old woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If you find out what you find, we will have to go to prison for the rest of our lives...
You plot against me! Dean Song's eyes seemed to be about to spit out of fire, and he growled with gritting his teeth.
When the young doctor saw that President Song was so resentful that he was worried that the other party would be defeated, he would be completely finished. He quickly comforted him: It’s not that way, as long as the building is still there, the accounting matters are easy to say. Think about it, although the salary of Yuxin Hospital is not low, but... Think about it, your daughter is still studying abroad, and the consumption must be going to the sea... As long as we don’t talk about this, who will know?
President Song's face was gloomy and calm, and finally he snorted coldly and left...
And outside the building of Yuxin Hospital, the underground parking lot
A low-key and luxurious luxury car slowly drove out of Yuxin Hospital. The driver was the young Taoist Ma Benyu. He saw from the rearview mirror that the master's face was still solemn, so he asked casually: Master, are you still angry about that person robbing him?
Hi! Is your master the kind of petty person?
Lao Dao Luo rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice: That hospital building... Alas... I will get into trouble sooner or later to treat the symptoms but not the root cause... And at Yuxin Hospital, I felt at least three or four evil spirits...
Damn, Master, why didn’t you say it earlier? Isn’t something going on? Ma Benyu was not as respectful as he had shown before when he was not present, and he seemed extremely lively
Lao Dao Luo replied indifferently: I just helped him solve the evil spirit they mentioned! We are not philanthropists when we take a portion of money and do a portion of work... What's more, the employer hides something, and we can't continue to do it, and we may have a chance to take the life... Ah! By the way, turn around and go to the uncle's house...
Ah...what to that kid's house? Ma Benyu said with some resistance
Pay attention to etiquette. Back then, my master, Tian Canzi, was saved by the ghost coach. From then on, the ancestral teachings were left behind. When the disciples of the Gui Sect met the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, they would all be reduced to a lifetime. Let’s talk about it. Our Gui Sect and their lustful cultivation are both side sects that are despised by those so-called famous sects. If our ancestors had not stood in the right team in the battle against the sky, they would have been destroyed by the barbarians long ago. It would be right to join the group!
Lao Dao Luo persuaded with great sincerity
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Feng Shui Street in S City is a must-visit attraction in the local area. Here you can enjoy antique folk services, watch Feng Shui, fortune telling, and funerals.
However, few people know that Fengshui Street has an inner street that is not long, and those who can open shops and set up shops in the inner street are all talented people with their own abilities
At the end of the inner street, there is a large antique building called Xuanhe Hall
Anyone who has bad luck and evil spirits will go to Xuanhe Hall to ask for help, as long as you can afford the price, there will be no ineffectiveness!
But for some reason, most of the people who went to Xuanhe Hall for help were beautiful young women and mature women. Therefore, some jealous young people who were jealous of the prosperous business of Xuanhe Hall caught the wind and arranged rumors to slander it.
They said that the owner of Xuanhe Hall does not need cash or gold or silver, but only wants the employer's virginity to fall red, or the wife is chaste.
They said they had noses and eyes, and some said they saw their employer and the owner of Xuanhetang stayed alone for half a month during the mission, but after they came back, the beautiful young woman became pregnant
Some people say that the owner of Xuanhetang took advantage of the employer's daughter being possessed by an evil ghost and took the opportunity to rape the other party, and even took over the charming employer.
Some people even say that the original owner of Xuanhe Hall was a cold and arrogant Taoist nun, but was raped day and night, trapped in a secret room and became a sex slave.
No matter how romantic rumors spread everywhere, Chen Xuanhe Hall, who is at the core of the storm, remained motionless and let the rumors be like arrows.
Now outside in June, the sun is scorching, and even the air is a little distorted by the hot summer vapor.
However, the Xuanhe Hall was extremely cool and even a little cold. Of course, this was not just the reason why the central air conditioner kept blowing the air conditioner, but also other reasons.
At this time, he was sitting behind the antique mahogany desk, holding an ancient book and studying silently. Perhaps because of the air conditioning, he was wearing a thick blanket on his thighs, covering his lower body.
Since exorcising Han Yan's daughter, Chen Xuanhe has never taken on other tasks. With his strength and connections, he has never lacked money. He takes orders entirely based on his interest. In addition, most of the orders he takes are beautiful female employers, so there are all kinds of romantic rumors.
Didi A series of rapid and harsh prompt sounds suddenly sounded from a display screen. Chen Xuanhe raised his eyelids slightly, but saw the familiar guest information.
Why did this old guy think about it and come to me... Chen Xuanhe put down the ancient books, then supported his chin and murmured.
The blanket between his legs squirmed, as if something was inside. He gently reached in, and then as if pressing something, gently pushing towards his legs
Didn’t he go to solve the problem of Yuxin Hospital? Chen Xuanhe felt the warmth and softness between his legs recovered again, so he freed up his hand and pressed the door switch.
After a while, Lao Dao Luo's figure holding the iron crutch, accompanied by a unique clattering sound, came to the study room, which was followed by his apprentice Ma Benyu.
Hahaha... I'm going to give you a gift!
Although Lao Dao Luo looked like a paranormal in front of President Song and the others, he was quite restrained in front of Chen Xuanhe and did not care about his disability and quickly gave his junior greetings.
Ma Benyu also reluctantly followed the junior gifts.
Chen Xuanhe also knows the story of Guishuai and Tian Canzi, a senior at the Guimen. Although he is quite young, he has a very high seniority in the art.
Guishuai herself is a top expert in art, and her closed disciple Chen Xuanhe naturally followed her seniority.
So he didn't get up, but just held it lightly and said: Cough cough cough... Teacher and nephew Ah, you guys get up quickly... Sit, please click whatever you want...
Lao Dao Luo then got up, then sat on the chair with one-third of his butt, Chen Xuanhe licked his lips, and asked: Teacher, nephew, what wind has blown your master and apprentice over today?
That's it... Lao Dao Luo told the story one by one about what happened in Yuxin Hospital. Chen Xuanhe was silently frowned, but his fingers were gently tapping on the table.
During this period, Ma Benyu was also silently observing the young man Chen Xuanhe who was about the same age as him, but he had to call him the other party's little master.
To be fair, my cultivation is already very good, and I can still rank among the younger generation of the art world today.
But facing the peers behind the mahogany desk, they could only look up at each other
The first thing Chen Xuanhe did when he came forward in the art was to help the Zhou family daughter in the south of the city break the extremely difficult coffin transfer curse
The coffin-moving spell is a kind of death curse in the spell. It is often a ruthless spell that the caster curses one person or even his family at the cost of his own life.
It is said that the ancestral tomb coffin of the person who is in the curse will move, and the ancestral tomb coffin will also find that his body will rotate like the ancestral tomb coffin every day when he wakes up.
If the coffin moves into the word "dea", the person who is under the curse will die tragically
Of course, only the person involved knows what the fact is. After all, the coffin transfer spell is an extremely vicious and vicious spell. Even the magicians, not many people can learn this spell.
Therefore, Chen Xuanhe was able to untie the Zhou family's coffin transfer curse in just seven days, instantly became famous in the provincial capital, and established the banner of Xuanhe Hall.
Of course, Ma Benyu, a disciple of the weird sect who has a good relationship with the Hehuan Sect, knows some inside stories that ordinary people don't know.
It is said that not only did Chen Xuanhe deflower the little girl, but he also slept with the employer's wife!
If Chen Mengxi hadn't been operating in the middle, I'm afraid the mother and daughter would have erected the watermelon belly to the door of Xuanhe Hall...
In fact, Chen Xuanhe was also questioned by his sister Chen Mengxi at that time. Time is going back a few years ago. Not long after Chen Xuanhe just founded the banner of Xuanhe Hall, don’t make a name for him…
As an experienced doctor, he immediately realized that it was the stench produced by the human body after it was burned. He had taken over a patient in an arson case before, and the stench of flesh on the other party's body is still fresh in memory.
After the elevator door was opened, what Zhong Zhangyue saw was not the third floor underground, the pale walls in the morgue, but a charred broken wall!
Zhong Zhangyue widened his eyes. He couldn't believe it. He seemed to have entered a fire scene.
The burning stench of the human body and the building was so real. The charred and even slightly burned into powder and white ruins did not seem to be fake. Zhong Zhangyue pinched his face hard, and severe pain came from his cheeks. He had to admit that he seemed to have met a ghost.
Zhong Zhangyue looked at his watch, but was shocked to find that the pointer seemed to be the plane dial that was about to happen, and was turning wildly.
Director Zhong, what should we do? The sweet-looking nurse's face turned pale. She pulled Zhong Zhangyue's sleeve and her two beautiful white legs kept trembling.
Calm, calm, you are a big man, you can't let your little nurse underestimate you... Zhong Zhangyue did not collapse immediately. As an experienced surgeon, he always holds a scalpel. The life and death of the patient is often in his palm, so his psychological quality is naturally not bad.
Don't worry, I'm here, it's okay... Zhong Zhangyue tried his best to restrain his anxiety, quickly pretended to be calm, and said to the sweet-looking nurse.
He tried to press the elevator button, but found that the elevator seemed to be completely damaged, and there was no response when pressing any button.
At this time, the lights in the elevator gradually dimmed, as if urging the two to leave as soon as possible.
By the way, what's your name? Zhong Zhangyue suddenly asked
Nie Qingqing, the sweet-looking little nurse replied cowardly
Nie Qingqing, a little familiar... Zhong Zhangyue frowned and murmured
My mother is Liu Ruoyun, the head nurse in the area X of the inpatient department! Nie Qingqing hurriedly reminded her
Oh, it's Nurse Liu Ah... Zhong Zhangyue suddenly recalled that he knew Liu Ruoyun, who was a famous cold-faced beauty in Yuxin Hospital
A cool temperament, proud figure, big breasts, fat butts, long legs, absolutely beautiful mature woman
Although she had been married long ago and had children, there were constant rumors surrounding her.
At this time, the elevator door suddenly closed, and before I knew it, Zhong Zhangyue and Nie Qingqing actually left the elevator
It seems we can't leave the elevator for the time being
Zhong Zhangyue took a deep breath and tried to show his calmness.
At this time, Nie Qingqing took out an emergency flashlight from his pocket. The flashlight was different from the civilians in the market and was a rare high-end product. As soon as the switch was turned on, a cold light suddenly shot out and shone on the charred broken wall ruins.
It is precisely because the lights are too clear that the burnt broken walls appear so clear that Zhong Zhangyue took the flashlight and looked at the charred remains, sweating from his forehead.
The place in front of you is obviously not Yuxin Hospital, and even those buildings are not modern styles and materials.
He picked up a piece of dark wood, and without exerting force, it turned into a pile of ashes.
This place was burned so clean, and these buildings... don't look modern, at least in the late Qing Dynasty... Zhong Zhangyue threw away the pair of ashes, clapped his palms, and said to Nie Qingqing.
Apart from his pale face, Nie Qingqing did not howl like the female characters in horror movies, running around for death, which made Zhong Zhangyue look at him with admiration.
And at this moment, a pale figure suddenly swept through the edge of the flashlight!
What is that? Zhong Zhangyue's pupils could not even capture the traces of the other party's movement. He just felt that the white light flashed and the other party disappeared.
Could it be... Nie Qingqing bit her lip tightly, not daring to say anything
Don't talk nonsense, we are materialists! Zhong Zhangyue quickly stopped the other party's nonsense, for fear of making taboos, but in addition to using ghosts to explain that thing just now, could it be...
At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from behind. Zhong Zhangyue and Nie Qingqing were shocked at the same time. When they looked back, a blurry black figure slowly floated out from the corner and was moving towards them at a slow speed.
Run!
Zhong Zhangyue hurriedly pulled Nie Qingqing and ran towards the distance.
To be honest, the ground nearby seemed to be burning with fire and was extremely dry and cracked. When it was stepped on it, it was like biscuits. It felt extremely uncomfortable and it was not fast enough.
The black figure following far behind still maintained a speed of neither fast nor slowness, as if he was deliberately teasing the two of them.
After the two were chased away for a few minutes, Nie Qingqing was the first to be a little unable to bear it. She was just a little nurse and almost fell to the ground.
Zhong Zhangyue was also very tired, but he still grabbed Nie Qingqing's arm and refused to relax
Before they knew it, they suddenly came to a large yard. Although there were only countless burnt rubble and charcoal left, they could vaguely see the luxury and luxury of the yard, and the style of Jiangnan gardens.
At this moment, Zhong Zhangyue was shocked to see countless black figures floating out of the burned yard and surrounding the two of them from all directions.
It's over, it's over... Zhong Zhangyue looked at the approaching black figure and felt a little cold.
But Nie Qingqing seemed to have thought of something, and quickly reached into the nurse's close-fitting pocket and held something hard.
Seeing countless black figures about to grab their palms like burning themselves into charcoal, Nie Qingqing seemed to be making up his mind and ready to throw something out of his pocket. The next moment, a green light suddenly broke out from the ground and shone on the black figures. Thrilling screams came one after another, resounding all around.
For a moment, both of them were blinded by the green light, and they could only hear the screams of black figures in their ears and the sounds of chanting similar to scriptures.
Go back, this is not where you should stay... An old voice slowly rang in the ears of both of them, and then Zhong Zhangyue and Nie Qingqing lost consciousness
When the two disappeared into the ruins of the ancient house burned by the fire, at the main entrance outside the ruins, there was a skeleton in a Taoist robe emitting a faint green light...
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The next day, the corridor of a district of the main building of Yuxin Hospital
A lame old man in an old-fashioned Tang suit was holding a compass and calculating. The middle-aged doctor in a white coat standing beside him asked respectfully: Mr. Luo, including what happened that night yesterday, there have been four similar problems so far! You have to help, otherwise those unscrupulous self-media will definitely write random messages, and the reputation of our Yuxin Hospital will be ruined...
At this time, the young man next to the lame old man, who was also wearing plain Tang suit, said coldly: The master doesn’t like others to talk too much when he deduces!
Although the middle-aged doctor in white coat was scolded by a young man younger than him, he did not dare to show any resentment. He could only smile and rub his hands and flash aside.
Another young doctor who had been waiting for a long time quickly asked in a low voice: Dean Song, are they reliable? Why do I think they are like the kind of charlatan Ah who pretends to be a god, not to cheat money, right?
When President Song, the vice president of Yuxin Hospital, heard his subordinates say this, his face suddenly darkened and scolded: What do you know? If my wife and Professor Lin from Donghai University were not college classmates, I would not have invited this Bodhisattva at all! By the way, I will prepare a gift for Professor Lin’s daughter alone!
Her daughter? The young doctor said in surprise.
Well, Professor Lin’s daughter Chen Mengxi, she is the gold medal agent of the Yijing Research Association. If she hadn’t helped her speak, I wouldn’t have invited Master Luo to me with my relationship! You should know that when the former mayor’s father passed away, he wanted to ask Master Luo to see the cemetery, but the other party refused.
Song Rentou whispered
No, I don't even give the mayor's face? Such a big air? The young doctor looked at the inconspicuous old man in surprise.
On the other side, the young man in plain Tang suit, Ma Benyu, the apprentice of Laodao Luo, suddenly said: Master, there are some problems with the morgue on the third floor underground, and the yin energy is too heavy...
Well, not only that, this new building seems to have some problems. Originally, the entire hospital was the Qixing Zhenxie Bureau, but the east side of the main building was blocked by the hospital building... It caused the anger to stop, which may be a little trouble, but it would not happen many times that the situation was about to die. Ah... Lao Dao Luo dragged his lame legs and frowned and murmured: Forget it, let's solve the harm of falling into the underground morgue first!
When Lao Dao Luo dragged his lame leg to the stairs, the twelve elevators were still operating normally, as if nothing happened last night, nor did the so-called ghost elevator
Lao Dao Luo did not feel any residual ghost energy, but it was normal. The yang energy that came and went in the hospital might have dispersed the ghost energy.
Go downstairs... Lao Dao Luo looked at the elevator that Zhong Zhangyue chose before, and then followed his apprentice into the elevator room.
It's strange that the elevators nearby are coming and going, crowded like canned sardines, but no one comes to the elevator here, as if people instinctively dislike or fear it.
However, this time they did not encounter any flashing lights or elevator failure, and they came to the morgue on the third floor of the underground steadily.
As soon as you enter the morgue, the temperature suddenly drops. It's not because of some evil spirits, but because the morgue itself is a cold storage, and the place where the corpse is stored will naturally make ordinary people feel cold.
When Lao Dao entered the morgue, he knew where the evil spirit was. So he raised his eyes at his apprentice. Ma Benyu immediately nodded and took out the peach wood sword, and then slowly walked towards a cabinet in the middle.
Yuxin Hospital purchased the most advanced morgue cabinet. Ma Benyu grabbed the handle of the drawer and silently opened the huge drawer. A pale sham appeared in his sight.
And two equally pale feet
When the drawers were all pulled open, the body lying under the cover of the shroud suddenly sat up against the white cloth, bent her hands and grabbed Ma Benyu.
Humph, a trick!
Ma Benyu didn't have any fear, and directly pinched a mountain-stop technique and shot the other person's forehead.
The fierce and powerful corpse suddenly fell into the drawer with a thud. Ma Benyu lifted the sham and then pasted the talisman on the other party's head.
The corpse suddenly had his eyes wide open and let out a scream. Its mouth was not open, but the shrill scream echoed throughout the morgue, making people's eardrums pierce.
However, Ma Benyu and Luo Laodao had no expression on their faces and did not receive any influence. After a while, the screams gradually dissipated, and the corpse became a corpse.
Ma Benyu took off the talisman paper, and there was a faint black air on it. He took out a wooden box from his sleeve and carefully stuffed the talisman paper into the wooden box.
Master, after a person dies, the soul leaves the body and then returns to the original body. I am afraid it will be rare to see it in a hundred years. Are we lucky or bad?
Ma Benyu turned to look at Master Luo Laodao
Lao Dao Luo dragged his lame legs to the corpse, then gently pinched the other person's cheek, and soon the corpse opened its mouth slightly, revealing a trace of the stems of the plant
What is that? Ma Benyu said in surprise
The grass behind the temple, also known as the Huihun Grass Temple originally belongs to Yin, and the grass growing behind the temple is even more Yin on the Yin. According to classics, if someone holds this thing in his mouth before his death, the soul will not follow the ghost messenger to reincarnate after his death. Instead, he will return to his body after the first seventh year and act as a demon again... Luo Laodao pulled out the weed-like plant, and burned it to ashes with a talisman fire, and said lightly
Ma Benyu frowned and said: But in this way, the dead soul will lose the opportunity to reincarnate and never be reborn. I think it is young and not a big deal. Is there any injustice?
Lao Dao Luo rolled his eyes and replied: There are rules from all walks of life, so we Taoist priests can only control ghosts and monsters, and there are police in the secular world! Don’t cross the boundaries, that’s a taboo!
After coming out from the third floor of the underground, we saw Dean Song and the young doctor standing there waiting from afar. When Luo Laodao and his apprentice appeared, they hurriedly came over to meet him.
Master Luo, this matter... Before President Song finished his words, he was interrupted by Master Luo. The matter has been resolved. You can just let someone burn some paper money and ingots at night...
Yes... Dean Song nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice
Fortunately, your hospitalization building blocked the entire bureau's anger and had to be demolished! Lao Dao Luo said lightly
When he heard this, the young doctor suddenly became anxious and said quickly: How can this work? This building is a new building that we have just built. Besides, isn’t the sun shining enough? How can there be a lack of vitality?
Lao Dao Luo was interrupted but was not angry. Instead, he stared at the young doctor with a very interesting look. He said contemptuously: Three things have happened. Can these things be mentioned to the outside world? You know better than me... Whether to dismantle them or not, you can do it yourself! I am fool, let's go!
Seeing the two of them leaving, the young doctor whispered: Dean, you can't believe them, right? I see that they are like fortune tellers on the street, they are all pretending to be mysterious, just cheating some living expenses. They won't really take a step back. Even if they are experts, since they have done it, it means that it's okay. We don't need to demolish the building.
However, President Song remained silent and did not answer. The young doctor saw that he was moved and thought something was wrong. After seeing that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and said in a deep voice: Don’t forget that this building was after Mr. Xue retreated to the second line. If you demolished it now, wouldn’t it be like slapping yourself in the face? What’s more, those wards are special care wards, which are all for those rich people in power...
President Song was a little moved, but his conscience made him hesitate. The young doctor had to use his ultimate move. President Song, if this building was demolished, would you guess Mr. Xue send someone to see the situation and will he check the accounts then?
President Song's face changed suddenly, and his eyes stared at the young doctor with sharp eyes, but the latter continued to say without fear: That old woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If you find out what you find, we will have to go to prison for the rest of our lives...
You plot against me! Dean Song's eyes seemed to be about to spit out of fire, and he growled with gritting his teeth.
When the young doctor saw that President Song was so resentful that he was worried that the other party would be defeated, he would be completely finished. He quickly comforted him: It’s not that way, as long as the building is still there, the accounting matters are easy to say. Think about it, although the salary of Yuxin Hospital is not low, but... Think about it, your daughter is still studying abroad, and the consumption must be going to the sea... As long as we don’t talk about this, who will know?
President Song's face was gloomy and calm, and finally he snorted coldly and left...
And outside the building of Yuxin Hospital, the underground parking lot
A low-key and luxurious luxury car slowly drove out of Yuxin Hospital. The driver was the young Taoist Ma Benyu. He saw from the rearview mirror that the master's face was still solemn, so he asked casually: Master, are you still angry about that person robbing him?
Hi! Is your master the kind of petty person?
Lao Dao Luo rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice: That hospital building... Alas... I will get into trouble sooner or later to treat the symptoms but not the root cause... And at Yuxin Hospital, I felt at least three or four evil spirits...
Damn, Master, why didn’t you say it earlier? Isn’t something going on? Ma Benyu was not as respectful as he had shown before when he was not present, and he seemed extremely lively
Lao Dao Luo replied indifferently: I just helped him solve the evil spirit they mentioned! We are not philanthropists when we take a portion of money and do a portion of work... What's more, the employer hides something, and we can't continue to do it, and we may have a chance to take the life... Ah! By the way, turn around and go to the uncle's house...
Ah...what to that kid's house? Ma Benyu said with some resistance
Pay attention to etiquette. Back then, my master, Tian Canzi, was saved by the ghost coach. From then on, the ancestral teachings were left behind. When the disciples of the Gui Sect met the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, they would all be reduced to a lifetime. Let’s talk about it. Our Gui Sect and their lustful cultivation are both side sects that are despised by those so-called famous sects. If our ancestors had not stood in the right team in the battle against the sky, they would have been destroyed by the barbarians long ago. It would be right to join the group!
Lao Dao Luo persuaded with great sincerity
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Feng Shui Street in S City is a must-visit attraction in the local area. Here you can enjoy antique folk services, watch Feng Shui, fortune telling, and funerals.
However, few people know that Fengshui Street has an inner street that is not long, and those who can open shops and set up shops in the inner street are all talented people with their own abilities
At the end of the inner street, there is a large antique building called Xuanhe Hall
Anyone who has bad luck and evil spirits will go to Xuanhe Hall to ask for help, as long as you can afford the price, there will be no ineffectiveness!
But for some reason, most of the people who went to Xuanhe Hall for help were beautiful young women and mature women. Therefore, some jealous young people who were jealous of the prosperous business of Xuanhe Hall caught the wind and arranged rumors to slander it.
They said that the owner of Xuanhe Hall does not need cash or gold or silver, but only wants the employer's virginity to fall red, or the wife is chaste.
They said they had noses and eyes, and some said they saw their employer and the owner of Xuanhetang stayed alone for half a month during the mission, but after they came back, the beautiful young woman became pregnant
Some people say that the owner of Xuanhetang took advantage of the employer's daughter being possessed by an evil ghost and took the opportunity to rape the other party, and even took over the charming employer.
Some people even say that the original owner of Xuanhe Hall was a cold and arrogant Taoist nun, but was raped day and night, trapped in a secret room and became a sex slave.
No matter how romantic rumors spread everywhere, Chen Xuanhe Hall, who is at the core of the storm, remained motionless and let the rumors be like arrows.
Now outside in June, the sun is scorching, and even the air is a little distorted by the hot summer vapor.
However, the Xuanhe Hall was extremely cool and even a little cold. Of course, this was not just the reason why the central air conditioner kept blowing the air conditioner, but also other reasons.
At this time, he was sitting behind the antique mahogany desk, holding an ancient book and studying silently. Perhaps because of the air conditioning, he was wearing a thick blanket on his thighs, covering his lower body.
Since exorcising Han Yan's daughter, Chen Xuanhe has never taken on other tasks. With his strength and connections, he has never lacked money. He takes orders entirely based on his interest. In addition, most of the orders he takes are beautiful female employers, so there are all kinds of romantic rumors.
Didi A series of rapid and harsh prompt sounds suddenly sounded from a display screen. Chen Xuanhe raised his eyelids slightly, but saw the familiar guest information.
Why did this old guy think about it and come to me... Chen Xuanhe put down the ancient books, then supported his chin and murmured.
The blanket between his legs squirmed, as if something was inside. He gently reached in, and then as if pressing something, gently pushing towards his legs
Didn’t he go to solve the problem of Yuxin Hospital? Chen Xuanhe felt the warmth and softness between his legs recovered again, so he freed up his hand and pressed the door switch.
After a while, Lao Dao Luo's figure holding the iron crutch, accompanied by a unique clattering sound, came to the study room, which was followed by his apprentice Ma Benyu.
Hahaha... I'm going to give you a gift!
Although Lao Dao Luo looked like a paranormal in front of President Song and the others, he was quite restrained in front of Chen Xuanhe and did not care about his disability and quickly gave his junior greetings.
Ma Benyu also reluctantly followed the junior gifts.
Chen Xuanhe also knows the story of Guishuai and Tian Canzi, a senior at the Guimen. Although he is quite young, he has a very high seniority in the art.
Guishuai herself is a top expert in art, and her closed disciple Chen Xuanhe naturally followed her seniority.
So he didn't get up, but just held it lightly and said: Cough cough cough... Teacher and nephew Ah, you guys get up quickly... Sit, please click whatever you want...
Lao Dao Luo then got up, then sat on the chair with one-third of his butt, Chen Xuanhe licked his lips, and asked: Teacher, nephew, what wind has blown your master and apprentice over today?
That's it... Lao Dao Luo told the story one by one about what happened in Yuxin Hospital. Chen Xuanhe was silently frowned, but his fingers were gently tapping on the table.
During this period, Ma Benyu was also silently observing the young man Chen Xuanhe who was about the same age as him, but he had to call him the other party's little master.
To be fair, my cultivation is already very good, and I can still rank among the younger generation of the art world today.
But facing the peers behind the mahogany desk, they could only look up at each other
The first thing Chen Xuanhe did when he came forward in the art was to help the Zhou family daughter in the south of the city break the extremely difficult coffin transfer curse
The coffin-moving spell is a kind of death curse in the spell. It is often a ruthless spell that the caster curses one person or even his family at the cost of his own life.
It is said that the ancestral tomb coffin of the person who is in the curse will move, and the ancestral tomb coffin will also find that his body will rotate like the ancestral tomb coffin every day when he wakes up.
If the coffin moves into the word "dea", the person who is under the curse will die tragically
Of course, only the person involved knows what the fact is. After all, the coffin transfer spell is an extremely vicious and vicious spell. Even the magicians, not many people can learn this spell.
Therefore, Chen Xuanhe was able to untie the Zhou family's coffin transfer curse in just seven days, instantly became famous in the provincial capital, and established the banner of Xuanhe Hall.
Of course, Ma Benyu, a disciple of the weird sect who has a good relationship with the Hehuan Sect, knows some inside stories that ordinary people don't know.
It is said that not only did Chen Xuanhe deflower the little girl, but he also slept with the employer's wife!
If Chen Mengxi hadn't been operating in the middle, I'm afraid the mother and daughter would have erected the watermelon belly to the door of Xuanhe Hall...
In fact, Chen Xuanhe was also questioned by his sister Chen Mengxi at that time. Time is going back a few years ago. Not long after Chen Xuanhe just founded the banner of Xuanhe Hall, don’t make a name for him…
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