Chapter 82 The Art of Raising Ghosts

"Right now. After Qin Haodong finished speaking, he asked Nalan Jie to find a hardwood bed, and then let Shi Kuohai climb up.

He took out the needle strap from his pocket, pricked nine needles in succession on Shi Kuohai's back, and then put his hands on both sides of his spine and gently pushed it up.

Through the pulse just now, he has already understood the injury in the spine area, so the massage technique is extremely accurate, and the misaligned spine slowly begins to recover to its normal position under just the right force.

The spine was inevitably hindered by deformed tendons and muscles in the process of recovery, but these had been combed by him with Aoki True Qi, and they were slowly returning to normal.

As for the bone spurs that had grown, they were all silently shattered by him with his internal strength, and then dissolved by Aoki's true qi.

Shi Kuohai lay on the bed and felt a burst of surprise in his heart, this injured part usually hurts without touching it, but now under Qin Haodong's massage, there is no pain at all.

What he didn't know was that the nine silver needles that Qin Haodong had pierced just now had completely cut off the nerves in his injured part, and although there was no anesthetic, it was ten times better than the anesthetic.

In less than five minutes of the entire treatment process, Qin Haodong stood up and put away the nine silver needles.

"Well, the spine has been completely reduced and now I can get up and move slowly. However, be careful not to carry heavy objects and do strenuous activities for a week. ”

Shi Kuohai sat up from the bed, put on his shoes and slowly stood on the ground, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his lower back did not hurt at all, and it was much easier than before, as if he had unloaded a thousand catties of boulders.

"Little Divine Doctor, thank you so much. As he spoke, he took out a bank card from his pocket, "Little Divine Doctor, there are 100,000 yuan in this, which is a little thought, please accept it." ”

Qin Haodong was not polite, took the bank card and put it in his pocket, he is a doctor, and the treatment fee should be paid, and now he is indeed not very rich.

He said, "Old man Nalan, is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll go back." ”

"Little Divine Doctor, wait a minute. Before Nalanjie could speak, Shi Kuohai stopped Qin Haodong.

"What's the matter?, is there anything else uncomfortable about Hall Director Shi?" Qin Haodong asked in surprise.

"The little doctor misunderstood, I'm too good now. Shi Kuohai said and pulled the girl in black behind him over, and said, "Little Divine Doctor, this is my niece He Ziyan, who has had a strange disease since she was a child, and I want you to help her take a look." ”

After speaking, he said to the girl in black: "Ziyan, there are no outsiders here, let Doctor Qin take a look." ”

He Ziyan nodded, didn't speak, and began to untie Luo's shirt lightly, taking off the long skirt on her body, leaving only a pair of underwear.

As her skin was exposed, several people in the room looked surprised.

Originally, the skin of a girl of this age should be as white as jade, but He Ziyan's skin was as black as ink, the color was darker than that of a black person, and it gave people a very gloomy feeling.

In the end, He Ziyan also took off the veil on her face, and everyone was surprised to find that in addition to the light gold in the center of her eyebrows, the skin on her face was also the same as her body, all of which were as black as ink.

At this time, there was a dead silence in her eyes, neither the slightest shyness, nor the slightest strangeness to everyone's surprised expressions.

Naranjie asked in surprise, "What the hell is going on?"

Shi Kuohai sighed and said, "My niece is also a hard-working person, and when she was a child, she was just like other children, she was smart and cute.

Who knew that when I was ten years old, I suddenly got a strange disease, and at first it was just a small black spot on my chest, and everyone thought it was a mole, and no one cared.

As I grew older, the little black dot grew bigger and bigger, and finally gradually spread all over my body, and by the time I was 18 years old, everything except my face had changed to its current color. ”

Nalan Wushuang asked, "Haven't you been to the hospital for treatment?"

"How could I not go!" Shi Kuohai said, "To be honest, my brother-in-law's family is also a big family in the imperial capital, and his connections and financial resources are very strong.

The conclusions given by the major hospitals are very unanimous, saying that this is a congenital disease, not a disease.

But as time went on, the disease became more and more severe, and it began to spread to the face, and finally it became what it is now. ”

Speaking of this, Shi Kuohai looked sad, sighed again and said: "This child is also pitiful, originally lively and cheerful by nature, but now his personality has changed greatly by this strange disease, and he is locked in the house all day long guarding a computer, and he doesn't go out."

My sister looked at the child and was really pitiful, so she asked her to come to me to relax, and just heard the old chief say that the little divine doctor had excellent medical skills, so I brought her with me, and wanted the little divine doctor to show her. ”

Qin Haodong understood that Shi Kuohai was also testing his medical skills when he saw a doctor, if his back injury could not be cured, Qi Wan'er would not seek medical treatment like himself in the future, after all, this strange disease was ten times more difficult to treat than his back injury.

"Little Divine Doctor, do you see that there is still hope for this disease?" Shi Kuohai asked with a look of longing.

"I'll wait until I take a look at it. ”

Qin Haodong asked Qi Wan'er to sit down on the chair, and then began to check her pulse.

As soon as his fingers touched Qi Wan'er's veins, he felt a cold aura sweeping over the sky, but fortunately, his heart was strong, and he forcibly suppressed this cold qi.

But then Qin Haodong's expression changed greatly, Qi Wan'er's pulse beat was very weak, if it weren't for his strong primordial spirit, he wouldn't even feel it, it was like a dead man.

Soon he took his hand back, and Shi Kuohai asked nervously, "Little Divine Doctor, how is it?"

A flash of brilliance flashed in Qi Wan'er's dead eyes, and she also turned her head to look at Qin Haodong.

Qin Haodong frowned and said, "She's not sick!"

"This ......" Shi Kuohai looked disappointed, originally he thought that his niece finally had hope after seeing Qin Haodong's miraculous medical skills, but he didn't expect that the final result would be the same as other doctors, and the diagnosis was not sick.

Qi Wan'er's expression did not change at all, but the brilliance in her eyes disappeared in an instant.

Who knew that at this time, Qin Haodong continued: "This is not a disease, but she has been taught a ghost raising technique. ”

"What, the art of raising ghosts?"

Not only Shi Kuohai, but even Nalan Jie and Nalan Wushuang were also shocked, and Qi Wan'er looked at Qin Haodong with cold eyes again.

In fact, not only these people were surprised, but when they got this result, even Qin Haodong himself was surprised.

The technique of raising ghosts used to be a common means for the ghost sect in the cultivation realm, but this technique was too evil and harmful, and then the ghost sect was destroyed by other sects, and this technique has disappeared in the cultivation realm, but I didn't expect to encounter it on the earth.

"Doctor Qin, what the hell is going on? Shi Kuohai asked eagerly.

"The art of raising ghosts is a kind of evil technique in the Xuanmen, first using extremely evil means to cultivate the ghost fetus, and then find a suitable mother to plant it in after the ghost fetus matures.

The selection conditions for the mother are very harsh, and the requirements are a woman of the yin nature, and it must be a virgin.

It takes a total of ten years for a ghost fetus to mature from the beginning of planting, and when it matures, it will instantly devour all the mother's consciousness and become a ghost slave of the caster. ”

Nalan Wushuang got goosebumps all over his body when he heard this, and asked, "What is the purpose of such an evil spell?"

Qin Haodong said: "Of course there are benefits, once the ghost raising is successful, the ghost slave is absolutely loyal to the master, and the strength is very strong, and it can reach the level of a human internal martial artist."

In addition, the growth of ghost slaves is extremely rapid, and they can generally reach the realm of a grandmaster within three years. Just imagine how powerful it would be if a cult monk mastered a few of these ghost slaves. ”

In the cultivation realm, once the ghost slave is formed, it can reach the level of foundation building, and after three years, it can form a ghost pill, and if it is cultivated with other evil sect techniques, the time can be shortened.

It would take at least a few decades, or even hundreds of years, for a normal human cultivator to form a golden pill, but with a ghost slave, it became much simpler, so some people took risks to cultivate evil sect techniques.

Nalan Jie couldn't help but gasp, the grandmaster was definitely the supreme existence of a martial artist, and his status was extremely respectful, if he could use someone of this strength as a slave, it would be unimaginable.

Shi Kuohai asked with a frightened face: "Little Divine Doctor, do you mean that Ziyan was born a ghost fetus?"

"It must be so. Qin Haodong said, "Think about it, if she came into contact with the strange evil sect cultivator ten years ago. ”

Shi Kuohai said: "Ten years ago, it was too long, I have to think about it. ”

"Don't think about it, when I had my birthday ten years ago, there was an old Taoist who once calculated a hexagram for me, and since that time, I have that little black dot on my chest, and that old Taoist should be the one who planted the ghost fetus for me. ”

This was the first time Qi Wan'er had spoken since entering the room, although her voice was cold and crisp, she turned her head to look at Qin Haodong again, "How long do I have left?"

"There is only the last mud pill palace left in your body that has not been swallowed by the ghost fetus, that is, the little bit of gold in the center of your eyebrows. But if I'm not mistaken, there shouldn't be much time left, about three or two days. ”

Qi Wan'er said: "The day after tomorrow is my 20th birthday, and it should be that day." ”

Shi Kuohai was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly pulled Qin Haodong and said, "Little Divine Doctor, do you have a way, you must save her." ”

Qin Haodong sighed, if he still had the cultivation of his previous life, he would have destroyed this ghost raising technique with a raised hand. And now his cultivation is too low, and the foundation building has not been completed, and it is indeed very difficult to deal with this kind of ghost fetus.

If you have to destroy the ghost fetus on Qi Wan'er's body, you must use magic weapons such as talismans, which cannot be 100% guaranteed.

He said: "I have a breakthrough, but there is no guarantee of a 100% cure, only 50% hope." ”

"This ......" Shi Kuohai hesitated, he was only Qi Wan'er's uncle, not her parents, and it was not easy to make decisions on behalf of others when he only had half hope.

"No problem, I am willing to receive treatment from Dr. Qin. Qi Wan'er agreed herself, and she said, "But I have one condition." ”

Qin Haodong glanced at her and said, "What conditions, you can say it!"

Qi Wan'er said coldly: "If you can't cure me, you must kill me, I don't want my body to become a slave to others." ”