The three-pointed knife appeared in Li Yun's hand, his three eyes appeared, and he held a long knife like a god of war, and next to him, Ling Yuqian's folded paper crane also slowly flew up.

A... Two... Ten... A hundred... A thousand!

Colorful paper cranes danced one after another, like a miracle.

All the paper cranes floated in the wind, there were few people on the top floor, only the Ling family and some doctors were here, whether it was the white dragon in front of them or the paper cranes flying up, their heads were blank for a while.

"I... Is this a hallucination? What the hell? Wang Yanhong only felt that her head was buzzing, and she was about to stop thinking, everything in front of her was so wonderful that she was simply confused.

The flying white cranes flew around Li Yun's side, and Li Yun also stretched out his palm, and one of the paper cranes stayed on the palm of his hand, as if it had life.

A large amount of merit appeared on Ling Hui's head, showing the form of golden light, in Li Yun's words, it can be described as [immeasurable merit], if you want to die now and reincarnate in the reincarnation division, you will either be a Desire Realm celestial or a dragon Aotian.

is also a doctor who saves people, although doctors such as Wang Hongyan also have merit, but they are not as strong as Ling Hui, especially some doctors, there is still karma in their bodies, even if they are people who save people, they are not necessarily full of merit...

"Hanging a pot to help the world, saving people's lives, there is great merit, reincarnated as a human is rich and noble, and reincarnated as a celestial person is forever enjoying a family. Li Yun said lightly: "But merit can't be given to this life after all, even in the Shinto era, for people, merit is also something to cultivate in the afterlife... But for many people, cultivating in this life is the most important thing..."

The sound of Hongmeng is like a big Lu Hongzhong, hitting the hearts of the people around him, and at this time, the people around him have an illusion, that is, the person in front of him is not speaking, but he knows what he is saying...

"Don't ask for the past life, don't ask for the next life, just ask for the first life..."Li Yun looked at Ling Yuqian and said, "For this, you only need to pay the jade pendant you wear on your chest, are you willing?"

On Ling Yuqian's chest, there was a small jade pendant, this pendant looked ordinary, and the condition was not very good, it was just the color of fifty jade pendants on the market, but Li Yun knew that the purpose of his coming was this jade pendant.

Ling Yuqian didn't say a word, he directly took out the jade pendant on his chest and held it in front of Li Yun with both hands.

Li Yun smiled slightly and took the jade pendant.

"Your fate, the poor way has answered-"

The white paper crane surrounds the jade pendant, manifesting into the figure of a white-bearded old man, dressed in a yellow robe, with a yin and yang jade pendant around his waist, and holding a green banana fan.

Li Yun recognized that this image was a standard statue of Taishang Laojun.

"It's an old man! It's really an old man! Xiao Qian's paper crane is really useful!" Ling Yuqian said with an excited face.

The virtual image of Taishang Laojun quickly dissipated, and the little red light emitted by this jade pendant shrouded these paper cranes.

"Bai Shen—"

The spiritual power on the three-pointed knife was wrapped around Li Yun's palm, and the spiritual power increased, hitting these paper cranes over and over again.

"In the name of the poor road, calling for miracles, the Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law..."

Just as Ling Hui was about to take his last breath, the golden light turned into a little rain and sprinkled on his body, and the burn marks were recovering with a visible appearance.

When the three-pointed knife was wielding, everyone had a vision, and there was a white dragon dancing around the white crane in front of them...

Wang Yanhong looked at everything that happened in front of her with a trembling face.

"What is this?

After a long time, the light faded, and both the white dragon dancing around the paper crane and the three-eyed Taoist with a spear in hand had disappeared.

As if it had never existed, the thousand paper cranes that represented the prayer had disappeared.

The only thing that existed was the healed Ling Hui, the purulent burn wound on his body that slowly became normal.

"Miracle, what happened just now will definitely cause a sensation on the Internet... I'm going to be an influencer. One of the little nurses was full of excitement, and she was just on camera.

However, when I looked at the video, I found that there was nothing but a white expanse...

"Ahh My dream of becoming popular..."

The little nurse wailed for a while, the people around her ignored her, Ye Hong kept kneeling and begging the gods and goddesses, and the rest of the relatives were similar, praying for the blessing of the Buddha, the blessing of Jesus and so on.

Wang Yanhong didn't say a word, and walked into the ward with the doctors, checked Ling Hui's condition, and said excitedly while inspecting: "It's incredible... Is there really a god in this world? The burns are slowly healing, and the infection is gone... OMG..."

One of the older doctors took off his glasses, wiped them off, and then said.

"Sure enough... There are gods in the head... I'll just say, how can all the things of the ancestors be deceitful, immortals, immortals..."

And Liu Jiali and Ling Yuqian rushed in, and both of them looked at Ling Hui on the hospital bed in a daze.

As if sensing Ling Yuqian's arrival, Ling Hui slowly opened his eyes, turned his head, looked at Ling Yuqian weakly and muttered, "Xiao Qian... It's you.... Why are you crying... Who made you cry... Daddy will help you get back on the field... The eight calves who beat the girl to death. ”

Ling Yu burst into tears, and without saying a word, he fell on Ling Hui's body and cried loudly, and the doctors around him did not stop him, just letting the father and daughter pour out their emotions.

Ling Hui also slowly opened his arms and hugged Ling Yuqian.

"I don't know what happened, but good daughter, Dad is back, no one will bully you anymore..."

"Hmm..." Ling Yuqian hugged Ling Hui's hand tightly, as if he was tired, and fell asleep after a while, sleeping very soundly and sweetly, forgetting all his troubles and all his burdens.

Liu Jiali, who was standing on the side, said with some embarrassment.

"You... Hello... My name is Liu Jiali... Do you remember? Five years ago, you treated my dad and folded a paper crane for me..."

"Oh... I remember, you were crying that day, you were such a big person. Ling Hui looked at Liu Jiali and smiled, he could see that Ling Yuqian liked her very much.

"Hmm... I'm Xiao Qian's homeroom teacher, Xiao Qian has really suffered too many grievances these days, but Xiao Qian is really strong, much stronger than me, Dr. Ling is really a great father..."Liu Jiali said a little unstoppable.

As he spoke, there was a red thread called fate, which slowly connected the two...