If I want to say that I have anything to be afraid of, this City God Temple is definitely one of them, and it is the kind that ranks first and second.

I changed the gate of the City God Temple before, and was caught by the ghost's hands.

Later, he repeatedly pretended to be an errand officer of the City God Temple, swaggering and deceiving.

To say that my heart is true, it is false, deep down, I am still very worried that the City God Temple will find my head.

It was only later that the mark on my arm disappeared because of the beads, which made me not as worried as before, so the matter was put on hold for the time being.

I didn't expect that I would now throw myself into the net and run to the gate of the City God Temple!

Nima, I'm not going to turn myself in, why did I come back here?

When I saw the three big characters of the City God Temple, I was suddenly frightened, screamed, and sat up.

Only then did I realize that I had just had a nightmare.

When I woke up, I found myself in the hospital.

The white sheets, the smell of disinfectant water, and the saline hanging from the bedside all allowed me to make the right judgment quickly.

And what makes me even more sure is that I have actually entered the same hospital I used to visit before - Huijutang Hospital under Baosheng International Medical Center.

Because in front of me, there is the so-called expert that I don't like very much, and can even be said to be jealous, Feng Xinglin!

Xinglin is generally synonymous with traditional Chinese medicine, and this person is actually named after Xinglin, and I don't know if it's really awesome, or it's extremely arrogant.

"What do you do?"

Seeing Feng Xinglin standing beside me, I instinctively asked.

"Hello Mr. Ma, I'm just curious about your case, please don't be nervous!"

"I'm amazed that your ALS has been cured!"

Feng Xinglin squeezed out a smiling face that was not good-looking and explained.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in what case you're talking about, and I've made it clear last time that I don't need to do any research."

Shen Nima ALS, this thing can't be a quack, is Lao Tzu ALS?!

Originally, having nightmares made me feel bad, and I had an instinctive antipathy and wariness towards Feng Xinglin, so I didn't have a good attitude towards this person.

When I got up from my bed, I found that I was living alone in a hospital room. The facilities and decoration of the ward are very complete and high-end, and it looks like a special ward.

"Why am I here, my friend?"

There was no one else in the room, no other nurses and doctors, and I couldn't help but frown, unable to remember why I was here.

"Oh, they're next door to you, if you want to go find them, go out to the left room!"

Seeing that I was leaving, Feng Xinglin glanced at me meaningfully and did not stop me.

Walking out of the ward, I pushed open the door of the next room, and I could see two people lying inside, one was the little monk Liansheng, and the other was Chen Jianyu, a disciple of Maoshan Mountain.

It's just that these two people may have lost too much blood because of their injuries, and they haven't come to their senses until now.

I stood beside Liansheng and waited for a while, but I didn't see any neglect doctors or the like coming, and just as I was about to open my mouth to call someone to come and ask about the situation, I heard a voice from the door.

When I turned around, I saw a group of people pushing the door open and walking in.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

As soon as the door opened, someone yelled at me.

"This is also one of the people who were injured yesterday, and also our partner in the police, Ma Sanpao, I said it before!"

Captain Liu Changqing in the crowd, when he saw that it was me, hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

"Humph!"

A middle-aged man in a cardigan in the crowd snorted coldly, glanced at me lightly, and then walked to Chen Jianyu's bed.

"Brother Ma, how do you feel?"

While the middle-aged man was asking the doctor about Chen Jianyu's condition, Liu Changqing pulled me aside and asked.

"I'm fine, little injury! What is the origin of this man, the leader of the city? ”

I looked at the back of the middle-aged man, and I was very unhappy, Lao Tzu is also a model of police-people cooperation, he has been injured for solving the case, why is he so attitude towards me!

Liu Changqing shook his head and explained: "This one is also from Maoshan, his name is Zhang Guangli, and he is Chen Jianyu's master!" Yesterday's event was supposed to be led by him, but because he left because of something temporary, he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, so I'm in a bad mood, so you can bear more. ”

When I heard that it was from Maoshan again, I immediately understood.

This person's bad attitude towards me is not because Liu Changqing said it, but because he is from the Maoshan faction, and I am a folk lineage!

But when I glanced at him, I didn't pay attention, but asked why we were here.

After listening to Liu Changqing's introduction, I learned that after Zang Feiyu received the call in the early hours of this morning, he immediately reported the situation.

When the police and doctors arrived at the top of the administration building, they saw us all lying in a pool of blood and thought we were all dead.

Fortunately, after an examination, it was found that we were only injured and unconscious, so we were relieved and rushed to the hospital.

"Did you encounter anything special when you went upstairs? Hmm, or rather under attack? ”

I'm worried that the killer is still hiding somewhere in the building, taking advantage of the opportunity to kill someone.

"Rest assured, when we went, there were no other attacks! We also searched the entire building and found no suspicious leads! ”

Although Liu Changqing comforted me, he was more helpless.

As a criminal police captain, he felt very aggrieved and painful to do it like this.

"Which folk lineage are you?"

When I was chatting with Liu Changqing, Zhang Guangli probably finished chatting with the doctor and walked to our side at this moment.

"Folk lineage!"

The other party is ** Lake, and it is estimated that he has already learned my information from Liu Changqing, even if it is not clear, it is enough to preliminarily judge my identity.

So I answered very simply and did not hide it.

However, I didn't tell you which lineage it was. After Rinpoche told me that there was a grudge between the folk practitioners and the traditional sects, I was even more careful.

And the joy that the masked mysterious person showed after knowing that I was the Arctic magic vein also woke me up, unless there were special circumstances, I would not easily expose my details.

"What happened yesterday, and you were there?"

Zhang Guangli looked at me expressionlessly, and he didn't know what his attitude was.

This guy's status in Maoshan should not be low, and he has lived in the people for a long time, so he speaks with a lot of grace, although his appearance is mediocre, but the pressure caused to people is extremely great.

Although I am not afraid of him, I can feel his aura inexplicably, which makes me feel like I am looking up to him, which makes me very uncomfortable.

In particular, the content and tone of his speech, as if he was questioning me, disgusted me even more.

If Chen Jianyu is really this Zhang Guangli's apprentice, it seems that there is a teacher and an apprentice.