Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Witch Gu

Su Wen knew at a glance that the other party was definitely not an ordinary disease. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info He could feel the attributes of the black qi with the yin qi, which was somewhat similar to the female ghost he saw that day.

Dao Yan didn't know what he saw, and stepped forward to grab the patient's wrist.

"What for?" The bodyguard at the head of the bed reached out and grabbed Dao Yan's wrist, and Su Wen shot at the same time, pointing his finger at the back of the other party's hand. The bodyguard was defenseless, and was pointed at the back of his hand by Su Wen, and suddenly felt that the back of his hand shrank back in pain, and then kicked Su Wen's knee, and punched Su Wen's throat with the other hand.

"Amitabha." Su Wen clasped his hands together, blocked a punch to the throat, and resisted with a hard kick with the golden bell jar. "Donors don't need to be excited, they always have to take the pulse when they see a doctor."

The bodyguard asked helplessly, took a step back, and looked at the two of them with wary eyes. In fact, he already knew what Dao Yan was coming in for, but he just tried it slightly, but he didn't expect to meet a master.

Dao Yan put two fingers on the patient's wrist and closed his eyes in thought.

"It's not a disease." Dao Yan opened his eyes and said.

"What is not a disease, what is not a disease? Can you still get on the ghost? The young doctor behind him scoffed.

Su Wen also turned his head to look at Dao Yan with inquiring eyes.

Dao Yan Chong Su asked and nodded, "It's witchcraft." ”

"Fart, what age is it now? He also deceives people with those things that the gods are talking about. Tell you, this person's identity is not something you can ride, don't use the trick of abduction and abduction here, if he has any mistakes, your ten lives are not enough. Fuck off. The tall doctor exclaimed. A few people were outside the curtain, and they could hear the words inside clearly.

"If it's a disease, you can cure it." Su Wen still trusted Dao Yan, and when he heard him say this, he immediately ridiculed him.

The man was obviously not so confident: "You, we have to find out the pathology first." ”

The eldest stopped him and said, "Okay, Lao Zhou, let him finish talking first and see what he says." ”

"You can see if there's a black line above his eye." Dao Yan said calmly, unmoved. With his identity, the people he met back then have experienced too many facts. There are very few people and things that can make his mind fluctuate.

Listening to Dao Yan's words, the three experts suddenly froze, because they knew that there was indeed such a black line. But Daoyan obviously didn't see it, how did he know?

The young doctor's face changed when he looked at the three specialists. Is there really one?

"The law is not supreme, the law is not pure, although this person's identity is not the supreme, but it is not bad. Ordinary spells can't touch the body, and the person who starts it is very powerful. Dao Yan continued.

"His vitality is weakening, and in three days at most, his flesh will be exhausted and he will die."

"Nonsense". Lao Zhou was indignant, and he was also a little panicked, they also found that the patient was gradually weakening, but they couldn't find the slightest reason. If it is really dead, it will be a big trouble, and one of the people present will be counted as one, and no one will be able to escape. I regret it a little in my heart, what are you doing in this troubled water.

Su Wen looked at Dao Yan: "How is it?" Is there a way? ”

"There is a way, but it is difficult to do it. What he is actually a kind of Gu magic in witchcraft, there are Gu worms in his body, and he has laid an unknown number of eggs in his body. To break this Gu technique, there is a thunderbolt with vitality to grind the jujube wood and let him take it. Dao Yan said softly.

"Then can I use the lightning strike wood I got yesterday?" Su Wen asked.

Dao Yan shook his head. "That lightning strike tree is completely dead, and it's good to make a magic weapon, but it's not enough to crack this witchcraft. But it is not completely useless, plum blossoms belong to fire, and there is coldness, if you use fresh plum blossom stamens to lead, and lightning strike wood, the effect can also be. ”

"Fart, where did you get the fresh plum blossoms in this summer, and don't make those pretentious things. Still Gu worms? We've checked it many times, and there's nothing wrong with it at all. Lao Zhou scolded at the top of his voice. Originally, two monks came in, but he didn't like it no matter how he looked at it. Now that I say this, who doesn't know that plum blossoms bloom when they are warm in winter?

Several people pushed the door and walked in, and one of them said angrily, "What's the matter? What is the noise? ”

"Dean Li, you're here." Lao Zhou pointed to Su Wen and Dao Yan and complained: "They don't know where to find two swaggering monks, and they say what kind of witchcraft Gu worm they are, and they say that they want fresh plum blossom stamens, where do plum blossom stamens come from in the summer?" ”

"Please go out with both of you." Dean Li said to Su Wen, and his words were unceremoniously. Turning his head to the person behind him, he nodded slightly and said, "Mayor, I'm sorry, this is our dereliction of duty." ”

"Who said there are no plum blossoms in summer?" Su Wen retorted angrily, from the time he came in to the present, several people have not stopped squeezing out the question, even the true Buddha is angry, let alone Su Wen.

"If you have, you can take it out." Lao Zhou shouted noisily. "And what do you mean by Gu worms? Take it out and let's see, who wouldn't have empty white teeth. ”

Su Wen ignored him and said to Xiao Liming: "Captain Xiao, please go to the temple and take a piece of the lightning strike wood I brought back yesterday, and then take some plum blossom seeds." ”

The middle-aged man who came in with Dean Li looked at Xiao Liming with a puzzled face: "Captain Xiao, do you know them?" ”

"Yes, Mayor, they are monks of the Pure Heart Temple, and they have a lot of means for some things that can't be done by manpower, so I invited them here." Xiao Liming saluted the middle-aged man.

The mayor smiled meaningfully, "Oh, it would be nice if there was a way." ”

"Mayor, these two people ......," the dean looked over inquiringly.

"Wait, don't you have a good idea now?" The mayor said, smiling at Su Wen, who had come over.

Suwen reciprocates. I was a little unsure of what this mayor meant, but the etiquette couldn't be lost.

"I can't see this disease, anyone can come, what do you want us experts to do?" Lao Zhou muttered in his mouth, and the voice could be heard by several people in the big hut.

No one paid any attention to him, and then the room fell into a dull silence, and the mayor spoke, and no one else had much to say. The three experts were thinking of a way with sad faces, and the young doctor was a little restless, feeling uncomfortable all over, and he didn't dare to be rude in front of the mayor, and he was not willing to go out like this, after all, there were not many opportunities to be familiar with each other in front of the mayor.

Su Wen and Dao Yan directly closed their eyes and chanted, only to see their lips moving non-stop, but no sound came out.

Su Wen is chanting scriptures on the surface, but he is secretly calculating in his heart.

This person's identity is definitely not small, this is something that has been known for a long time. But the mayor also came, which made him feel at ease. If you save this person, there will definitely be a lot of benefits. If nothing else, it will be much easier for the temple to go up to the upper level in the future. Someone above said that the Pure Heart Temple was effective, and the effect was not comparable to the development of ordinary believers. And the people he knows are all gold masters whose strength far exceeds that of He Baichuan. If the temple wants to develop, there are not tens of millions, I'm afraid it won't be enough to do anything, this time there is such an opportunity, how can it be missed.

What's more, the mayor is also here, if he doesn't come up with something real, I'm afraid his reputation won't be so good in the future.

My identity is here, if I don't show something special, what kind of believers will I develop? What's the use of just talking about it?