"By the way, buy two more roast chickens and beer and come back!" Chen Linjun said to the old man.

"Oh, your prescription is so strange, you need roast chicken and beer to cure diseases, you deserve to be a miracle doctor!" the old man nodded, and turned to the people around him to do so.

"Uncle, roast chicken and beer are for me. Mom, I've walked a few miles, I'm really starving!" Chen Linjun tilted the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Rural people are really helping others, just like helping themselves, just half an hour, people from all walks of life ran back sweating.

The things Chen Linjun asked for were lined up, including the two roast chickens and beer.

Chen Linjun didn't say a word, grabbed the roast chicken and gnawed it, one bite on the left, one bite on the right, biting tightly, tearing his hand hard, wow, the corners of his mouth were oily.

Then pour a few sips of beer and wow, what a wonderful life.

No, he couldn't laugh soon, because the expressions of the people next to him seemed to be looking at a person who was cheating on food and drink.

My good girl, rural people are so real, won't they hide their expressions a little?

In order not to fall under the impression of cheating and cheating, Chen Linjun stopped.

He said to the old man very solemnly, "Uncle, arrange a person, set up a desk here towards the east, light incense and candles, burn some paper money, I will start doing it!"

Isn't it a cure to save people, why should it be practiced, is this medicine or superstition?

The old man thought that this might be the habit of the miracle doctor, so he didn't say anything anymore, and arranged for people to do everything.

Then, Chen Linjun stood in front of the incense case and bowed three times to the east, and then said something in his mouth.

Damn, I almost couldn't help laughing.

The reason why he wants to pretend to be a ghost is that Chen Linjun still doesn't want others to think that he is too powerful. And I'm afraid that some people with ulterior motives will know their identity from this.

After all, if you can save the person who died suddenly of heart disease, and maybe you can cure the patient with advanced stomach cancer, except for the miracle doctor back then, there may be no one else, maybe someone will guess that he is the apprentice of the miracle doctor, and his identity will be exposed.

Therefore, using superstition, others may really think that the gods help and cure people.

Next, Chen Linjun asked someone to build a stove in front of the incense case, and then put those medicinal materials in it to boil.

Chen Linjun didn't want to kill, so the cat just took the tears and let them go, while the baby fish actually just took a little skin and sent the family back to the ravine.

While mastering the heat and boiling those Chinese medicines, Chen Linjun was still spinning in circles in front of the stove, chanting words in his mouth.

Because he is wearing casual clothes, unlike the general Taoist practice, he has a bit of a nondescript feeling, which attracts the people to come and watch.

Even Jiang Xinfei next to her was puzzled, and secretly worried about Chen Linjun in her heart, my mother, if my father's illness is not cured, Chen Linjun's reputation as a charlatan may be spread.

Half an hour later, Chen Linjun poured out a bowl of medicinal juice that was as thick as ink, and asked Jiang Xinfei to take the room to feed his father.

Only Jiang Xinfei, Chen Linjun and the old man were present in the room.

Although Jiang's father was angry and his life hung by a thread, under Jiang Xinfei's persuasion, he still slowly poured a bowl down.

"Ask someone to bring me a piece of steel skewer that burns red!" Chen Linjun said to the old man while helping Jiang's father to sit on the bed.

How to cure the disease still need to use steel skewers, do you think it is to roast pork? But although the old man had doubts in his heart, he still arranged for someone to prepare.

Ten minutes later, a red-hot steel skewer came in, wrapped in a thick wet towel, or there was no way to hold it.

"Stand back!" Chen Linjun shouted to Jiang Xinfei and the old man, took off Jiang's father's clothes, and then lifted the steel skewer, "Whoosh!" and stabbed Jiang's father in the stomach.

"Don't, don't!" Jiang Xinfei screamed a few times.

The old man's body shook a few times, and his eyes were bigger than a bull's eye.

Damn, this red steel skewer is inserted into the stomach, whether this is saving people or killing people, it shouldn't be difficult to figure out.

If you die of illness, you will die, but you believe in a madman, but let Jiang's father die tragically. How good is that?

"What's it called, don't worry, I'm measured!" Chen Linjun glared at Jiang Xinfei with a smile, and said lightly: "It won't hurt him, it's just killing cancer cells for him!"

There is some truth in this, since ancient times, some people have used fire and smoke to kill viruses and bacteria.

I saw that one end of the steel skewer was five centimeters away from Jiang's father, and the red tip was facing his stomach, and Jiang's father's part was already red, and there was a trace of oil coming out.

Chen Linjun's expression was solemn, one hand held the steel skewer, and then the other hand was close to the steel skewer, took a deep breath, and poured the strength of his whole body into his right hand.

The right hand immediately bulged, full of strength and gushing.

I saw a red light appear at the tip of the steel skewer, and then magically entered Jiang's abdomen.

Three minutes later, Father Jiang's body shook violently, an extremely painful expression appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth were crooked.

Is this the last struggle?

Jiang Xinfei and the old man were so frightened that they didn't dare to say anything, they got on the thief ship and got off the ship, as long as they didn't directly hurt Jiang's father, they could only observe it again.

After another two minutes, Father Jiang was sweating like rain all over his body, and the air was filled with layers of mist, as if he was surrounding the two of them.

Jiang Xinfei and the old man next to him had to work hard to see inside.

"Bang dang!" Suddenly, Chen Linjun threw the steel skewer in his hand, and the ground shook three times.

Then Jiang Xinfei found that her father's body was shocked, and then her hands and feet were spread, and the person fell on the bed again.

"Dad, Dad......" Jiang Xinfei was startled and hurriedly pounced, at this moment her father was already cold in his hands and feet, and there was a trace of heat coming out of his stomach.

"Hey!" the old man sighed, glanced at Chen Linjun with complicated eyes, and then shook his head and walked out.

"Quick, quick, bring the coffin!" the old man cried out with a sad expression when he came out.

In fact, hearing Jiang Xinfei's heart-rending cry, the people outside already roughly understood what was going on.

Now hearing the old man's shout, several young people carried the palpitating coffin with solemn expressions.

This thing usually makes people feel frightened when they look at it, and it's very powerful.

It is customary in the countryside to put the coffin in the hall.

Several people carried the coffin and staggered towards the hall, and many relatives and friends also watched quietly with solemn expressions.

"Frame!" Suddenly, the large coffin fell to the ground.