"The Holy Hand of the Ghost Doctor you are looking for actually dissipated from heaven and earth many years ago."

Xiao Qian's seemingly bland words exploded on Zhang Yi's head like a thunderbolt, his body shook slightly, and then he leaned against the wall and slowly sat on the ground.

It took so much energy and went through so many tribulations, just to find the ghost doctor holy hand to cure his student Liu Jiajia, along the way he relied on this hope to continue his motivation to move forward, and now Xiao Qian said that the ghost doctor holy hand has been scattered, so everything he did before was in vain, and everything fell back into confusion and helplessness.

"Is what you said true, really not lying to me?" Zhang Yi raised his head and looked at Xiao Qian again, hoping that Xiao Qian would tell him that in fact, she was joking, and the ghost doctor's holy hand was not dead.

But Xiao Qian nodded silently and very seriously, she said in a low voice: "It's really gone, it was five years ago, he was originally a medical officer, but he had no choice but to offend too many powerful people, and he didn't understand the way of officialdom, and finally ended up in a disillusioned end." ”

Once again verified Xiaoqian's words, Zhang Yi carefully looked at Xiaoqian's eyes and appearance when she spoke, and could conclude that Xiaoqian should not be lying, and besides, there was no need for her to lie.

"But even though the Holy Hand of the Ghost Doctor is gone, there is someone who can still help you."

It was another bland sentence, but it immediately ignited the excitement in Zhang Yi's heart, stirring up layers of waves, he jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, grabbed Xiaoqian's shoulders with both hands and asked excitedly: "Who is it, tell me quickly, I don't have time anymore, please." ”

"I, because I'm the only apprentice of the Ghost Doctor's Holy Hand, I can basically do what he knows."

Zhang Yi was taken aback, he slowly raised his head, carefully looked at the still somewhat pale woman in front of him, and asked incredulously, "Are you really the apprentice of the Ghost Doctor Holy Hand?" ”

Xiao Qian looked at Zhang Yi with big flickering eyes and nodded silently, but then sighed and said, "But it's a pity, I fell for the ghost thief's broken soul, and I must not live for a few hours." ”

When Zhang Yi heard this, he immediately turned around and was about to go back, but was stopped by Xiao Qian: "You don't have to go to them, they don't have an antidote at all, and there is no antidote to this Broken Soul Scatter, the only way to save your life is to combine yin and yang, absorb the woman's skills to offset some of the toxicity, and then it depends on how long the creation of heaven can live."

Xiao Qian's words were already weak when they came to the end, but because the room was very quiet, Zhang Yi still heard it clearly, and the meaning was very clear and clear, if they wanted to save Xiao Qian, then they had to be yin and yang.

This is a very difficult topic, involving physical contact, although Xiaoqian is indeed a national beauty and a beauty that everyone covets, but after all, Zhang Yi's thinking is still relatively traditional, and it is really difficult to accept a relationship between two strangers without any emotional foundation.

Xiao Qian lowered her head, arched her legs, hugged her thighs with her two slender arms, and looked at Zhang Yi with a shy look in her eyes.

"Do you hate me?" Xiao Qian asked

"No, no, although we had a bit of a misunderstanding before, I don't hate you."

"So, would you like to help me?"

Zhang Yi's breathing was a little cramped, he stood up and paced back and forth, and he was not at a loss and said to himself: "I, I, I... ”

A string of "I" words popped out of his mouth, but there was no follow-up except for the word "I", Xiao Qianwaner smiled, and suddenly waved his hand, and a bright red silk flew straight to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi was defenseless, and was trapped by the red silk all of a sudden, and then flew upside down in the air, and finally landed on the bed full of fragrance.

Zhang Yi is not an incasual person, he knows what will happen next, but there is still a little struggle in his heart, suddenly another burst of fragrance woke up, a red belly pocket embroidered with mandarin duck lotus fell on Zhang Yi's side, and when he looked up again, he found that all the clothes on Xiao Qian's body had disappeared, and the flawless and concave carcass. The body was displayed in front of Zhang Yi.

For a while, Zhang Yi felt that his mouth was dry, he wanted to turn his head but his head felt that he was not listening to him at all, and his body felt nothing but heat.

The curtains of the bed slowly slipped down from both sides of the bed, and the appearance of the two disappeared from sight, and the lights suddenly went out at this moment, and the surroundings fell into darkness, but it was not quiet, in a creaking, one after another indescribable sounds came and went, endlessly.

Two hours later, the lights came on again, and I saw Xiao Qian lying on her side in Zhang Yi's arms with a red face in only a belly pocket.

However, Zhang Yi seemed to be a little decadent, he gently hugged Xiao Qian's white neck with one hand, held Xiao Qian's arm with the other and said gently: "Next, I will find a way to completely cure the toxins in your body, and I will definitely not let you be so distracted." ”

Xiao Qian glanced at Zhang Yi gently, pecked lightly on his face, and said ambiguously: "Now that I am all yours, it doesn't matter if I am dead or alive, as long as I can be with you before I die." ”

Zhang Yi hugged Xiaoqian tightly, this feeling was completely different from the feeling she had when she hugged Li Xiaoya, it was not that he had a prejudice against Li Xiaoya, nor because Li Xiaoya was not as beautiful as Xiaoqian, but an indescribable sense of happiness.

When Lin Junyi and his party were released from the ice, they were taken aback, the Xiao Qian in front of them was already very different from the previous Xiao Qian, he no longer had the same kind of anger as before, but snuggled up to Zhang Yi like a newly married bride.

Lin Junyi quietly walked in front of Zhang Yi and whispered in Zhang Yi's ear in a very small voice: "Senior, I have wronged you, for the sake of us, you actually sacrificed the hue of this female devil, but the technique is good, very authentic." ”

Zhang Yibai glanced at Lin Junyi and told the cause and effect of the incident, of course, he hid this part of the bed between himself and Xiaoqian, and said that he saved Xiaoqian with yin qi.

Since the ghost doctor is no longer stretched out, and he also knows the medical skills of the ghost doctor's holy hand in front of this Xiao Qian, then this Yin Si line can come to an end, and then when he left the Nine Shadows Domain, Zhang Yi gave the money of this car to the poison master and PHS, and they gained a lot, and they were all happy in their hearts.

Looking at the background of Zhang Yi and his party leaving the Nine Secluded Domains, the poisonous master stood there and scratched his head and said puzzledly: "My poisonous master can also be said to be a master of using poison, the yang world and the yin world add up to hundreds of years of experience in using poison, how come I have never heard of the poison of soul breaking and scattering, and I must be happy, and I can also absorb the skills of others, is it really that I am outdated, no, it seems that I still have to check the classics and study for a while!" ”

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The night is very quiet, especially in this observation room for critically ill patients through a thick layer of glass, Liu Jiajia is lying quietly on the hospital bed, with various tubes inserted into his body, on the surface, he has no blood, no breath that a living person should have, but above his head, on the monitor glowing with blue light, the faint curve is still undulating with the smallest amplitude.

On the edge of the bed, a transparent figure curled up in the corner of the ground, this transparent figure is Liu Jiajia's soul, as time goes by, his soul becomes clearer and clearer, and his perception becomes more and more obvious.

He looked up at his body lying on the bed from time to time, and from time to time he looked at his gray-haired and haggard father outside the glass window, and felt sad from time to time, his parents were divorced when he was young, and his mother followed a boss who went to the countryside to harvest cotton, and from then on, he and his father depended on each other.

His father has no culture, he works on the construction site, relying on brute force but he can't make a few dollars, but although he has no money, his father has never treated him badly for so many years, there is no shortage of meat at home, and there is never a shortage of clean and beautiful clothes, which makes his classmates not even know his real family situation.

But only Liu Jiajia knows that all this is saved by his honest and honest father, more than ten years, in his sight, his father, who is only in his forties but looks sixty years old, has always been wearing a camouflage uniform, stepping on a pair of green liberation shoes that have been glued many times, when he learned that he likes to paint, this father who is reluctant to eat and drink without saying a word took out a few thousand yuan of registration fees for him to sign up to learn to paint.

Thinking of this, Liu Jiajia's nose was sour, and tears slowly fell down his cheeks, but what made him feel strange was that these tears, which usually wet his clothes, disappeared without complaint.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, which frightened Liu Jiajia all over, and he immediately stood up and found that outside the glass window, next to his father, there was a figure dressed in black, wearing a hat and holding a mourning stick.

When Liu Jiajia saw that his father didn't feel anything strange around him, Liu Jiajia understood what was going on, this person was very similar to the ghost described on TV, it seems that he was going to arrest himself, and this life may be over!

"Goodbye, father, I owe you too much in this life, I will definitely be your son in the next life, repay you well, so that you will no longer live so hard." Liu Jiajia knelt down in front of his father through a layer of glass, but unfortunately, the father in front of him couldn't see all this, he still looked at the beating ripples on the monitor with tears in his eyes, and the waviness of the ripples seemed to have flattened out a little, which made his father even more desperate.

Liu Jiajia was distressed, he stood up and saw that the ghost did not take a step forward, but fiercely smashed the glass in front of him with a mourning stick, but what made him feel strange was that no matter how much he smashed it and how much movement it made, the glass in front of him was always unmoving, not a little damaged, and the father next to him couldn't hear the deafening sound.