As soon as he saw the words "black bat cough", Qin Xianglin immediately understood everything. Last night's nightmare was a dream, and it wasn't a dream!

Frightened, Qin Xianglin heard Uncle Dong coughing not far from him, and Hu Bing not far away......

Suddenly, Qin Xianglin realized the horror of the problem: "The black bat cough will be diffuse!" ”

Qin Xianglin stood up all of a sudden, and asked loudly to everyone, "Are any of you feeling unwell?" ”

Qin Xianglin's eyes looked at Uncle Dong, and Uncle Dong said, "I'm fine!" However, as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately coughed dryly, so Uncle Dong added, "I just have a little itchy throat!" ”

Qin Xianglin looked at Du Sha, and heard Du Sha say: "I feel a little hot in the whole person!" ”

Qin Xianglin looked at Tang Sihai, Da Shu, and Hu Bing again.

Tang Sihai and Dashu said that they were fine, only Hu Bing, who began to have a fever and cough.

At this moment, Qin Xianglin knew that what the old monk said was not groundless.

Qin Xianglin hurriedly said to everyone: "Except for Xiaohai and Da Shu, the rest of the people will go to the hospital immediately!" ”

Everyone was very puzzled, and they didn't know why Qin Xianglin, who was very calm on weekdays, became flustered at this moment.

Despite their doubts, everyone still couldn't agree to keep up with Qin Xianglin's pace. Because, Qin Xianglin is a grandfather and has absolute majesty. is also because his grandfather is Qin Xianglin, and he is Qin Xianglin who is deeply convinced by everyone.

Qin Xianglin walked to the door and suddenly remembered something, so he stopped again and said to everyone: "We shouldn't go to the hospital, we should ask the doctor to come!" ”

Qin Xianglin looked at Hou Delong, who had just come in, and said, "Delong, if you go and ask a doctor, just say it's the flu!" ”

Hou Delong got his grandfather's order and immediately turned around and went out to ask for a doctor.

Qin Xianglin watched Hou Delong leave and closed the door with a nervous expression.

Uncle Dong asked suspiciously, "Grandpa, what's wrong?" ”

Qin Xianglin handed the letter to Uncle Dong, and then said, "You all take a look at this letter first!" ”

Everyone gathered around and looked at the letter in Uncle Dong's hand, the content of the letter was not complicated, it was just a line of words, and everyone quickly read it, but they didn't understand it, and they didn't know what it meant.

"Master Qin, what does this mean?" Tussaud asked with a frown. Everyone all looked at Qin Xianglin, waiting for Qin Xianglin to explain.

Qin Xianglin looked at everyone calmly, and was about to speak, but he couldn't help coughing.

When Du Sha saw it, he hurriedly came up and gently patted Qin Xianglin's back with his hand to help Qin Xianglin relieve the symptoms of his cough.

Qin Xianglin's whole face turned red with coughing, it was not only because of the cough, but also because of the high fever that made Qin Xianglin's head cloudy at the moment.

"Yesterday, the video of seven old monks chanting scriptures around a robe, have you all seen it?" Qin Xianglin asked.

"See!" The crowd replied in unison.

"What is the pattern on the robe, do you remember?" Qin Xianglin asked again.

"Remember, it's a bat!" Tang Sihai said loudly.

"Yes, it's a bat, a black bat!" Qin Xianglin said.

"Could it be that the black bat cough in my heart?" Uncle Dong guessed.

Qin Xianglin nodded and said, "Not bad! ”

Du Sha stood in Qin Xianglin and listened to everyone's conversation, feeling more and more puzzled, so he asked, "How can the bat on the robe become a cough?" ”

So, Qin Xianglin simply told everyone about the strange dream he had last night.

After listening to what Qin Xianglin said, everyone opened their mouths in shock, their eyes were wide open, and they couldn't speak for a while.

"Qin Ye, that is to say, yesterday's recitation of the scriptures by the seven old monks caused everyone's cough now?" Tang Sihai asked.

Qin Xianglin nodded, and then explained, "It's not just a cough, this thing called the black bat cough is a curse-like spell of theirs!" ”

"Cursed?" Tang Sihai was startled, and then scolded viciously: "Fuck, this is still a person who recites Buddha?" Phew! ”

As soon as Tang Sihai finished scolding, he immediately felt an itchy throat, and then coughed violently. I didn't have anything to do before, but after a while, I coughed. Then let Tang Sihai grit his teeth with hatred for the seven old monks, and he couldn't wait to start immediately and find the seven old thieves.

Qin Xianglin knew that Tang Sihai could speak with one mouth, so he didn't interrupt him, and after he finished speaking, he said slowly: "I have to say, these monks have some means, we can't prevent it!" The doctor will come, let the doctor take a look, if there is help, let's listen to the doctor! ”

After Qin Xianglin finished speaking, he paused for a moment, his gaze swept over everyone's faces, and then he slowly said: "A technique like this, most of the doctors are useless!" If the doctor can't help it, then I'll do it! Don't panic! ”

Everyone nodded when they heard this, expressing their trust in Qin Xianglin.

Qin Xianglin nodded solemnly, his gaze swept over the faces of Du Sha, Uncle Dong, Tang Sihai, Da Shu, Hu Bing and others, "Those of us present, I, Qin Xianglin, treat you as relatives!" ”

This sentence was very realistic, and everyone was very moved when they heard it.

Tussaud also began to cough, Qin Xianglin touched Dussaud's forehead, and it burned badly.

Tang Sihai also began to have a fever, and almost everyone sat on the chair, looking sick.

At this time, the only person who was still standing and had nothing to do with was the big tree.

Qin Xianglin walked towards the big tree and asked, "Big tree, what do you think?" ”

The big tree shook his head and replied with a humble face, "I don't feel anything!" ”

Qin Xianglin nodded, patted the sturdy shoulder of the big tree, and praised: "Big tree, it's good!" ”

About half an hour later, Hou Delong hurried over with five doctors.

"Master Qin, the doctor is here!" Hou Delong said excitedly, he couldn't help coughing violently when he spoke.

Qin Xianglin couldn't help but sink in his heart, and secretly sighed: "Hou Delong has also been tricked, this black bat is really powerful!" ”

Qin Xianglin asked the doctor to examine Du Sha, Uncle Dong and others first, and then it was his turn.

After some examination, the doctor concluded that it was the flu, and there was nothing serious, and only needed a simple injection and medicine.

Qin Xianglin knew that things would never be so simple, but he didn't argue with the doctors, because their examination looked very unprofessional.

Qin Xianglin knew that at this time, he still needed to take action himself.

After the doctor left, Qin Xianglin left Hou Delong in the office in order to prevent the black bats from continuing to spread.

"Judging from the current situation, we can't ignore the doctor, but we can't completely ignore the hospital! In this way, the people who cough here are divided into two groups, one group goes to a regular hospital to find a specialist for treatment, and the remaining wave is treated by me in combination with the eight characters of the birthday and the thirteen needles of the trick! ”

Qin Xianglin said that this is a way to get the best of both worlds. The doctor may not be able to cure the old monks, but it can relieve their pain to a certain extent. And Qin Xianglin's technique to deal with the old monk's technique also needs a certain amount of time.

"That's it, Uncle Dong, Hu Bing, Du Sha, you go to the hospital for treatment, I will take Xiaohai, Delong, Dashu and others to stay, once I find a way to deal with it, I will immediately go to the hospital to treat you!" Qin Xianglin said.

Everyone naturally didn't meet each other when they heard it, so Hou Delong arranged an ambulance and let Uncle Dong and others go into the senior ward of the hospital.

And Qin Xianglin started from the time of dreaming last night, and then went to the recorded numbers, and made a series of calculations with the hour.

Qin Xianglin didn't know what the seven old monks had done, but whether it was Buddhism, Taoism, or even any evil art in the world, there was a certain foundation.

As long as you find a breakthrough, you can break ten thousand ways with one way!

While Qin Xianglin was carefully calculating the black bat's cracking method, someone sent a letter to Qin Xianglin's hand.

It is still written on the cover: Jiang Xiangpai, Qin Xianglin personally opened, both the handwriting and the format are exactly the same.

Qin Xianglin opened the letter, and the contents of it were:

"Qin Xianglin, with your cultivation, uncover the black bat cough, persuade you not to waste your efforts, it is better to surrender directly, as long as you kneel down and admit your mistakes, disband the Jiang Xiang faction on the spot, we will ensure that you and others are safe!"