Ye Feng's "Ethnic Relations" department has only one freshman this year, and the tutor is Professor Zhong Zhao. At the age of eighty-seven, he hadn't been to school for more than half a year.

It is said that his old man went out to investigate. Isn't this just publicly-funded tourism? Ye Feng said in his heart.

After dialing Professor Zhong's phone, he was hastily dismissed before he could say a few words. Ye Feng came to a conclusion that no one cares about him.

"You can sit in on the hearing, or you can study on your own. As long as you don't interfere with others, you are free to arrange your study time. The teacher in the Academic Affairs Office accentuated the word "learning".

"Oh, I see. Ye Feng understood.

……

"Is such a small cup enough?" Zhang Zhiling, who came with Ye Feng, obviously didn't believe it: "You poured most of the cup last time you ate a capsule." ”

"Is that an ordinary capsule? Is it good for the giant poison, is it good to seal the throat with blood and kill instantly?" As he spoke, Ye Feng was not idle in his hands, he used a spoon to feed Sun Lu who was lying on the hospital bed: "A small cup is enough, detoxify and nourish, and promote cell regeneration." ”

"Then why hasn't she woken up yet?" asked Zhang Zhiling.

Ye Feng held Sun Lu's hand and used his internal breath to urge the sea heart fluid to run in her body: "It's only a matter of time before you wake up. She doesn't want to wake up, in essence, this is a kind of stress protection, she is escaping, unwilling to face reality. ”

"What's the solution? You can blow off the cowhide, and you'll be able to wake her up." Zhang Zhiling said.

"That's the only way to make a trick, open the altar!" Ye Feng said categorically.

"How to open the altar?" Zhang Zhiling was stunned by this proposal.

Ye Feng nodded: "Well, but not in the ward." Outdoors, find a place with good air. ”

"The hospital won't agree to you tossing around like this. Zhang Zhiling felt that Ye Feng was too nonsense.

"It's okay not to tell them. Ye Feng said.

……

On the morning of the weekend, the boss Qin Zhen rushed to the hospital with all the brothers of 602, and together with Mei Lu, Lin Weiwei and Zhang Zhiling, they pushed Sun Lu out in a wheelchair. Sun Lu closed her eyes tightly and her expression was blank.

In the small pavilion by the pond, Ye Feng had already lit incense.

This is an ugly meditation incense that he made from dozens of different Chinese herbs.

Sun Lu was carefully placed on the small bed in the middle of the pavilion by everyone. The thin Sun Lu lay quietly like this, pitiful.

Ye Feng took out a quaint iron box from his arms and opened it, which was colorful and oily. Ye Feng stretched out his fingers and evenly applied the oil paint to Sun Lu's face.

"What is he doing?" whispered to the 602 crowd of onlookers.

"This is our traditional ritual of exorcism and blessing. I've seen Mrs. Lin do it before. Lin said with a slight smile.

"Damn, that's an eye-opener. Dancing gods. Everyone pulled out their phones.

Drawing Sun Lu into a lobster essence, Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction. and quickly drew some strange symbols on her wrists and ankles.

"Brother Hai is much better than Old Lady Lin's painting. This set of shrimp soldier makeup, you see, how expressive. Mei Lu praised it.

wiped a few casually on his face, and drew a small crab on his head with his backhand, Ye Feng finished the makeup of his crab general.

"Shrimp soldiers and crab generals?" the crowd of onlookers laughed.

Lao Qi once took Gu to laugh so much that tears flowed from the corners of his eyes: "I said Lao Ba, you paint for yourself, so let's take a snack, you are too foolish." ”

"The materials are not easy to get, and this time it is free, so I can deal with it. With the help of Lin Weiwei, Ye Feng put on a full set of accessories. They all wore small brass bells on their hands and feet. When you move slightly, your whole body resounds.

"Old eight, you're not a crab spirit, you're a wind chime spirit. The fourth Huang Yun quipped.

Pulling out the Seagod's Sword behind him, he pointed obliquely at the sky, Ye Feng closed his eyes, and there were words in his mouth.

The Nine Turns of the Sea Heart Sutra is difficult and awkward, and singing in Tan language will be even more devastating. However, for Ye Feng, these are not a problem at all. As he chanted, he urged his inner breath to dance the sword of the sea god, and his steps opened and closed widely, and his expression was exaggerated and terrifying.

"The high-achieving students of the National University of China, the great god of exorcism and jumping. The live broadcast wakes up the beautiful vegetative person, welcome to watch!" The second Zhang Ping secretly opened the mobile phone live broadcast software.

In the distance, some patients and their families also gathered around to watch the excitement. Qin Zhen hurriedly took his brothers to stop them, not wanting them to interfere with the "old eight's practice" in the past.

"Isn't this the girl who jumped off the building a few months ago?

"Oh, this girl is so pitiful. ”

"This girl is so strong, she was drugged by the bad guys and would rather die than obey, and jumped down from the stairs. ”

"Let me tell you, that person is a big official in his family, and he lives in the community next door to me......

"Evil, a good girl has become a vegetative person. Hey, it's been more than three months since I was admitted to the hospital, and I haven't been arrested yet. said that the evidence was insufficient, and she would have to wait until she woke up to identify it. ”

"This world is really dark......"

The crowd of onlookers was full of discussions.

"Does this work? Isn't this feudal superstition?"

"Dead horses should be live horse doctors. Anyway, the doctor is out of line. ”

"The young man is not good enough. If it doesn't work, go home and call your master. ”

"Don't make noise, watch carefully!"

……

Ye Feng turned a deaf ear to the discussion, and brandished the Seagod's Sword to himself. There seemed to be the sound of hunting around the gazebo.

If the scriptures of the Nine Turns of the Sea Heart echo in everyone's ears, listen carefully and think that you can't hear anything.

The transpiration of the sea heart liquid in the inner breath is spread out in a circle, and together with the rising incense of tranquility, it refreshes people's hearts and spleens.

"Duh!" Ye Feng pointed with his hand, and rushed out of the Seagod's Sword with an internal breath that forced into Sun Lu's eyebrows.

In the dim and bleak grove, the sky was low, and the clouds were so thick that they could squeeze out the water.

The crevices of the jungle are full of the faint green light of wild beasts.

A helpless Sun Lu was sitting on the ground with her knees folded and crying.

Suddenly, a light appeared in the distance. The darkness receded like a tidal wave. A man covered in light walked over, and Sun Lu tried his best to open his eyes wide, but he still couldn't see his appearance clearly. Wherever the man passed, spring blossomed.

"Come-" The man touched her head and held out his hand to her, "I'll take you out!"

"I want to hug!" Sun Lu coquettishly opened her arms to him.

"Okay. The man bent down and picked up Sun Lu, turned around and walked back.

Under the light, Sun Lu could only vaguely see his silhouette. Hooked the man's neck, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath: "The smell on his body is really good." ”

A sweet smile appeared on the corner of Sun Lu's mouth on the small bed, and her tightly knit brows slowly stretched.