Chapter 5: Shadows

Hearing the words of the little Taoist, I didn't speak yet, the middle-aged Taoist priest was reluctant, and slapped the little Taoist lightly on the head, and then looked at Zhang Deshan with a blue face apologetically, and finally looked at me embarrassedly, nodded, and said that he was too humble. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Of course, I know that the middle-aged Taoist priest did this, not because of me, but to give Zhang Deshan face, if according to what the little Taoist priest said, their master and apprentice are powerless, then it is absolutely impossible for others to find out the reason and save Zhang Qi.

Whoever listens to this kind of thing will be angry, let alone Zhang Deshan, who has just been stimulated.

However, Zhang Deshan's cultivation is indeed very good, although the little Taoist priest is extremely rude, but Zhang Deshan still sighed and said no, but looked at my eyes, although full of suspicion, but finally invited me to go in and have a look.

I nodded, walked around the middle-aged Taoist priest, walked into the ward, and found that there was a faint sandalwood smoke floating on the ceiling of the entire ward, although it was not visible to the naked eye, but I could see it.

Originally, I thought that this was an ordinary Taoist sandalwood, which is used to calm the nerves and drive away ghosts, but now it seems that it is another type of sandalwood, horn sandalwood.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart.

Horn sandalwood, using psychic rhinoceros horn and crape myrtle sandalwood as the main ingredients, is refined by secret methods, which can make ghosts manifest and be seen by ordinary people, and at the same time, on the premise of not affecting the energy of ghosts, the volume of ghost qi can be used, making it easier to find out whether the patient is affected by ghosts.

However, due to the scarcity of materials and the secrecy of the secret method of refining, this horn sandalwood is extremely valuable, and its value far exceeds that of a diamond of the same volume.

Seeing this situation, I originally thought that these were two ordinary Taoist priests, but now it seems that these two are definitely not ordinary Taoist priests, it seems, just now, I did blame them, those who can use horn sandalwood must be master-level figures, and they do have proud capital.

If it were a different person, I might just say that I can't do anything about it, and I'll find a way when they all disperse, but now I can't, because it's my friend and my brother who are lying on the hospital bed, so I have to check it out immediately, of course, I can only say sorry to these two Taoist priests.

"Sky Eye, open!"

With both hands pinching, the middle finger and index finger together, gently sliding over the eyes, the faint power of the yellow spring covered the eyes, even if there is a suspicion of killing chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife, I must do this.

"Sky Eye?!"

The little Taoist exclaimed, looking at me in disbelief, his eyes were full of contempt, as if looking at a clown, I knew that he still didn't believe me, but the middle-aged Taoist priest's expression became extremely serious at the moment I opened my eyes, and at the same time he stretched out his hand and pulled the little Taoist priest back two steps, stood in the corner, and gave me the space.

I know, middle-aged Taoist priest, must feel it, and I'm not a liar.

Ignoring the expressions of the two Taoist priests, I stared at Zhang Qi and found that although his physical function was abnormally vigorous, there was no danger, and he didn't even see half of the ghost, that is to say, Zhang Qi was not ghosted, and the three souls were all in the body, and he was not lost in his soul.

Neither was he ghosted, did he lose his soul, but how could Zhang Qi be unconscious?

And according to Wang Jiani, when Zhang Qi was found in the hotel, he was naked, and there was no anomaly in the room except for the faint fragrance.

Faintly, I knew that things must not be so simple, all this seemed too normal, even normal and excessive, so I felt that it was this excessive normality that made things seem abnormal.

"This fellow Daoist, poor Dao Kongshan, this is my apprentice Wuchen, I don't know if you have found anything?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest arched his hand, which was regarded as a greeting, and then asked softly.

I subconsciously glanced at the Daoist Master of the Empty Mountain and the Little Taoist Master of Wuchen, and shook my head, this is too strange, the Heavenly Eye opened with the power of Huangquan did not even find anything abnormal, this matter, it is too strange.

"I knew that my master didn't find out, how could you find ......"

The little Taoist priest Wuchen glanced at me unremittingly, and muttered in a low voice, although the sound is very small, but the surrounding environment is too quiet, even if you drop a button, you can hear the sound, not to mention that Wuchen can be regarded as deliberately saying it for us to hear, so the sound is obviously a bit loud.

"Wuchen, if you talk more, you will go back to the mountain wall for the teacher!"

The head of the empty mountain reprimanded sharply, and at the same time arched his hand at me, I know that this is a courtesy between peers, this is a recognition of my ability.

I smiled and ignored Wuchen, although he looked almost twenty years old, he looked full of childishness, and he shouldn't come out often.

"Master Kongshan, I don't know if you found anything, I looked around, and I found nothing except the green smoke of the horn sandalwood on the ceiling."

I made an authentic bell answering the exclusive etiquette, and then said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

After seeing my salute, the head of the empty mountain was stunned for a moment, and then an astonishing light flashed in his eyes, and he trembled, but after looking at the people around Zhang Deshan, he finally calmed down his excitement, and said in a trembling tone:

"Although I didn't find anything abnormal, I found that Zhang Xiaoshi's blood and qi were abnormally vigorous, and his physical functions were also vigorous beyond ordinary people, just like, just like ......"

"It's like burning potential!"

I subconsciously continued.

"That's right, I just want to burn my potential, but I didn't find anything abnormal, it doesn't look like an ordinary ghost."

Sorayama Dao Chang's right fist slammed into the palm of his left palm, and he said excitedly, obviously feeling the same as the hero.

"Indeed, it definitely doesn't look like an ordinary ghost, it should be ......!"

As I spoke, I subconsciously looked at Zhang Qi, glanced at the white sheets in the afterglow, and suddenly trembled in my heart and exclaimed:

"Wait!"

As I spoke, I stepped over to Zhang Qi's bedside, my nose twitched, and suddenly a faint fishy smell came to my nose, this fishy smell is too familiar to me, not long ago, I smelled this smell from Chen Jiajia!

At the same time, I was too close to the sheets, and then I saw that there were shadows around Zhang Qi's body lying on the hospital bed!

Of course, these are not the main thing, the main thing is that the light shines down from directly above Zhang Qi, and it is impossible for a shadow to appear around him, that is to say, the shadow around him is not Zhang Qi himself!

So, whose shadow is this?!