The waves formed by the blessing ceremony are still fermenting.

Liu Dewang spent a lot of money for that loyal bone, and he still owes a lot of favors.

As a result, this time the Liu family directly cut off their favor, and many people began to worry about the identity of his family's worshippers.

If you become an offeror, the town will be exempt from all taxes, and it will also have some privileges such as priority in the purchase of raw materials, priority in supply, etc.

Stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice, and Liu Dewang, who has suffered heavy losses, may be finished this time.

But this has little to do with Su Ding, what he cares about is the people behind Liu Dewang.

Lao Xuanlang took an emergency call, saying that the county master's father had fallen into an evil cult and remained silent for three consecutive days.

Back then, the old Xuantou received the favor of the county master, so he had always been lazy and took the light and the bull to the county seat of the 'panic machine tool' for the first time.

Before leaving, the old man explained that Su Ding must complete the study of the eighteen types of texts of the medical scriptures before he returned.

This time, the old man understood it, and Su Ding couldn't look at it according to common sense.

It takes ten or eight years for others, and this demon may be able to get it done in a few months.

Su Yiyi got the true inheritance of the old man, and now he can barely sit in the medical hall.

So Su Ding was the only one left in the family.

"Is Xiao Su Lang here?"

Su Ding opened the door and found that the Wei family's specially entrenched carriage was parked at the door.

Wei Qingyan didn't wear a gas mask, she greeted Su Ding with a smile while holding an umbrella made of oiled paper and bamboo chips.

The coachman is Steward Liu.

He pulled out a large cowhide case from the wagon.

Su Ding hurriedly went up to help him move into the house together.

"Sister Su isn't at home?" Wei Qingyan looked curiously as soon as he entered the room.

"I'm going to sit in the hospital. ”

Wei Qingyan had heard a little about Su Qing's situation, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Sister Ling is really versatile, the last time she came, she talked about mechanical manufacturing." ”

Su Ding sighed: "Speaking of this, I also have to admire, I'm afraid that no one in this life knows more than my sister." ”

Steward Liu pushed the box to the corner, and then took off his mask and greeted Su Ding with a smile.

It can be clearly seen that after receiving the blessing ceremony, Steward Liu's attitude is more respectful than before.

An ordinary Lang Zhong may be respectable.

But an worshipper who is clearly valued by the Demon Lord needs to be in awe.

"Xiao Su Langzhong, these books are all medical books written by Miss these days and nights. ”

Medical books?

Su Ding opened the box, and the fragrance of book and ink came to his face.

Wei Qingyan smiled sweetly: "When I was at home before, my health was not good, and my uncle didn't let me go out casually." Therefore, most of the time is spent in the study at home, and our family's collection of books is famous in the whole Suzhou and Hangzhou. I hope that Xiao Su Langzhong will not be disgusted. ”

Su Ding looked surprised: "How can you dislike it, this is a priceless treasure." ”

Wei Qingyan said, "It's a pity that these books are ordinary medical books written in Chinese, and I can't read medical books involving mysterious spirituality." ”

"It's been great. ”

Su Ding now urgently needs to understand the medical system of this world.

Lao Xuanlang is a good doctor, but he is not a good master.

Because the old Xuantou's level is too high, many basic things are common sense that comes from his mouth to him, but it is easy to ignore the past.

Su Ding took Wei Qingyan to the office.

In fact, it was Su Ergou's studio before.

The studio has the largest space, and Su Ding simply packed up the previous workbench and various tools in the backyard, which is specially used as a room for his psychological treatment.

The room has been rearranged, especially the friendship reference of Su Qing, the housekeeping boss, seems to be much milder than before.

The sofa is second-hand, but it's quite comfortable to sit on.

There was a mahogany coffee table in front of him, and Su Ding poured Wei Qingyan a cup of medicinal tea with a calming effect and sat opposite Wei Qingyan.

"Speaking of which, I haven't congratulated Xiao Sulang for winning the favor of the Lord of Gray Mist. She exclaimed: "I have also seen many family auspicious gifts in Suzhou and Hangzhou, but I have never seen such a majestic blessing, which is really enviable and admirable." ”

Su Ding said modestly: "It's just luck." Miss Wei doesn't have to be so polite in the future, just call me by name. ”

Wei Qingyan smiled: "Then you can also call me Qingyan." ”

Su Ding remembered Steward Liu's reminder that day and asked, "By the way, Steward Liu told me that day that someone wanted to resign my identity as an enshriner?"

Wei Qingyan's expression was solemn, and he nodded: "The mayor of the town is a side branch of the Li family's heavy industry, and he has had some contacts with my family before, so when he invited me to watch the ceremony that day, he inadvertently mentioned that there seemed to be someone in the town who was trying to be the worshipper of the Su family. ”

Su Ding nodded, and it was not surprising that he combined what the old man said.

"We'll talk about this later, let's treat it first. ”

After Wei Qingyan and Su Ding confessed before the holiday, Su Ding thought of a good solution.

Space for Evil Thoughts!

The last time he secretly treated Su Ergou, he sensed the power of the gray mist in his body through the color of Su Ergou's Yin Tang, and also absorbed some of the power through healing.

Wei Qingyan might be able to try it like this.

In Su Ding's view, mystical spirituality is a double-edged sword.

It can bring a lot of benefits to human beings, but at the same time as use, there will always be some mysterious spirituality attached to the human spirit, causing huge spiritual pollution to people.

In order to get rid of these mental illnesses, the internal cause is to treat the mental illness, and the external cause is to get rid of the mysterious spirituality that remains in the spirit.

Only by treating both the symptoms and the root causes can we achieve a complete cure.

Su Ding's remixed spices released a soothing fragrance in the room.

Not much, under the guidance of Su Ding, Wei Qingyan's breathing gradually became regular and stable.

Taiji diagram slight turn.

Sure enough, Su Ding saw the black and red vortex on Wei Qingyan's forehead.

Su Ding frowned slightly.

At the beginning, when I observed the cheap father's Yin Tang, it was only slightly blue and black, but the spiritual pollution on Wei Qingyan's body was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, which was obviously more complicated.

She is worthy of a woman with six negative states of mind!

No problem, though.

I like to work with challenges.

Su Ding smiled slightly, and gently placed his right hand on Wei Qingyan's forehead.

Heart disease is an internal cause.

There are many ways of psychotherapy, but hypnosis is obviously the easiest for Su Ding now.

The Grey Mist Boss's psychic hints are a perfect fit for hypnosis.

And after the illusion he saw last time he received the blessing ceremony, Su Ding vaguely guessed what the third layer of mysterious spirituality of the Lord of Gray Mist was.

He needs to verify.

In the Taiji diagram, the tentacles of the power of the gray mist outline several strange arcs.

These arcs are magical, they are clearly in front of you, but you will forget them in the blink of an eye.

Unspeakable, unobservable, inconceivable.

How can the indescribable power make people feel the truth at will?

Wisps of gray mist spilled from between the fingers.

The temperature in the whole room dropped sharply, and it was a little more mysterious out of thin air.

The gray mist did not dissipate, floating around Wei Qingyan's body and slowly turning.

Su Ding closed his eyes and said softly, "Let's start with moderate anxiety first." ”

When he opened his eyes again, Su Ding's eyes changed.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Third ...... Dream.