Chapter Seventy-Three: Apologize at the door
Zhong Shishi's body was covered with fine black lines, and there were two huge black handprints on his chest.
Under the observation of the spiritual eye, there was a black qi on his body, which was flowing rapidly in his body, and it was obviously this black qi that made him become like this.
The old man escaped with a golden needle, and then handed it to me and said, "Prick his ten fingers, and I'll go and ask the young lady to come down." ”
"I'm coming?" Subconsciously took the old man's golden needle for me.
"Don't you know that?" The old man stared at me and said.
"Hurry up..."The old man saw that I didn't move, and hurriedly urged me and then said.
After saying that, he went upstairs, looking at Zhong Shishi's painful appearance, I didn't hesitate, there shouldn't be much of a problem with pricking the tips of my fingers, and I can't die if I prick it wrong.
I grabbed Zhong Fourteen's hand and stabbed it... But after a needle, Zhong Shishi screamed in pain, and after waking up for a few seconds, he fell into a coma again...
After ten stitches, the old man took Tian Ziqing downstairs. After Tian Ziqing went downstairs, she saw Zhong Fourteen on the table, and asked me with a slight frown.
I concisely told Tian Ziqing about the situation I encountered on Fei Jingyao's side, and after Tian Ziqing listened, she said to me with a trace of shame, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about it..."
"What does it have to do with you... Save him first. I interrupted Tian Ziqing and pointed to Zhong Shishi on the table.
Tian Ziqing looked at Zhong Shishi with a straight face at this time, and then took out a stick of sandalwood and lit it on the side.
Zhong Shishi's original expression was painful, but after smelling this sandalwood, his expression stretched a lot.
Seeing this scene, my hanging heart was also a little relaxed.
Then Tian Ziqing took out a golden needle, and then pricked another needle at the center of Zhong Shishi's eyebrows...
After this piercing, blood suddenly oozed from the place where Zhong Shishi's ten fingers were originally pierced by me.
It's just that the blood has turned black. After seeing this scene, Tian Ziqing said to the old man, "Sir, let's make proofs first." ”
The old man just nodded, and without saying anything, he closed the shop first.
"Sir, bring me that set. Ghost qi invades the body and erodes the five internal organs, which is not a good sign. Fortunately, he used talisman techniques to protect his heart and soul. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help it. Tian Ziqing's face was still very ugly and said.
"How can this be... Isn't it just a ghost? Why is it so powerful? I asked Tian Ziqing.
Tian Ziqing obviously didn't know much about these things, but just shook her head at me.
I asked her, can she cure Zhong Fourteen?
Tian Ziqing didn't answer me, but just told me that he would definitely not let Zhong Shishi have anything to do.
At this time, the old man had already brought out a small square table of mahogany, and on the small table there was a tablet with dense words written on it.
There are three incense burners on the tablet, and there is a golden oil lamp and a golden bell on one side of the incense burner.
I don't know if these materials are gold or not, but they look very tyrant.
Tian Ziqing said, took out three different sandalwood sticks from his pocket, and when he lit them separately, a bad smell suddenly came.
Tian Ziqing took a stick of sandalwood in the middle and burned it on Zhong Shishi's forehead.
Suddenly, from the hot place, there was a continuous black gas, converging towards the incense burner. These black gases must be ghostly gases.
Immediately after, she picked up the golden bell again and began to shake, and a crisp sound came.
Zhong Fourteen's soul actually left his body at this time, and the smoke from the leftmost sandalwood incense entered Zhong Fourteen's soul.
Zhong Fourteen's entire soul body was surrounded by a white light. Finally, he took the last sandalwood out of the incense burner, then opened Zhong Fourteen's mouth, and then put the sandalwood in Zhong Fourteen's mouth.
I can see that these three incense sticks have different effects.
The sandalwood in the middle absorbs the ghost qi in the body, and the sandalwood on the far left protects Zhong Fourteen's three souls...
And I found that the three souls hooked out by Tian Ziqing at this clock fourteen are different from the souls I have seen.
The three souls that were hooked up by Tian Ziqing were like the soul of a puppet, and he didn't have any thoughts.
The sandalwood on the far right seems to be the one that mends Zhong XIV's body...
The whole treatment lasted more than three hours, and during this period, it was not as thrilling as I imagined, but very dull.
Until the sky was dark, under the guidance of Tian Ziqing, Zhong Shishi's soul returned to his body.
At this time, Tian Ziqing's face was tired, and the original fair skin was a little paler at this time. His head was covered in sweat, and his lips were bloodless.
"Tian... Miss Tian, are you okay? "After thinking about it for a while, I still came up with a very earthy name.
Tian Ziqing's face was flat, and he nodded slightly at me and said, "It's okay, there is no danger in Fourteen." When I woke up, I touched it the same way I did before."
I just wanted to thank me, but Tian Ziqing seemed to see through my heart, and said to me, "You don't have to thank me... This is what we ask you to do. I should apologize to you. ”
"Miss, you go and rest first. I'm here. At this time, the old man said to Tian Ziqing.
Tian Ziqing didn't refuse, just nodded and went upstairs.
The old man looked tired when he saw me, so he moved a folding bed for me to rest.
Seeing that Zhong Shishimei was fine, I didn't stay up anymore, so I just lay down and rested.
I don't know if it's because of the sandalwood order, or if I'm too tired. I just lay down in bed and fell asleep in a daze...
When I woke up here, Zhong XIV was still asleep. When the old man saw me wake up, he brought me a bowl of porridge for me to drink.
This porridge has a faint smell of medicinal herbs, but it tastes delicious.
The old man told me that Tian Ziqing specially boiled it for me. He was afraid that I would also be invaded by ghosts.
I'm ashamed to say that Zhong Shishi protected me very well, and I really didn't have anything to do.
I glanced at Zhong Zhong Fourteen, and then the old man said to me, "She has been here since you fell asleep." ”
As I spoke, I looked towards the place where Zhong Fourteen pointed.
I saw that the TV screen should be a surveillance picture, and the old man enlarged one of the pictures, only to see that the place in the picture should be the door here.
Mrs. Fei knelt at the door at this time...
"She's been kneeling since the beginning of the morning?" I asked the old man in some surprise.
The old man nodded at me, then asked if I could see it.
I thought about it for a while, so let's see each other.
To my surprise, this old man's attitude towards me was a 360-degree turn...
After opening the door, Mrs. Fei saw me.
"Sir, the other little gentleman is fine." Mrs. Fei, who had been kneeling for a day, said to me with a bad face at this time.
"Mrs. Fei, what are you doing here?" I didn't answer her, but asked her.
"I know very well that the two gentlemen are not that kind of charlatans, I came here today, first, to apologize for my husband's attitude, and secondly, to see how that little gentleman is." Mrs. Fei said to me.
After hearing Mrs. Fei's words. "No need to apologize, since you don't believe us. Let's end this matter..."
"Please sir save my daughter." As she spoke, Mrs. Fei kowtowed directly to me.
I tried to help her up, but who knows...
But she was stubborn, saying that if I didn't promise to save her daughter, she wouldn't get up...
"It's not that I don't want to save it, it's that we can't do it because we have the strength. Your husband is so powerful, isn't it casual to find a few gentlemen like us? "I still have a hint of anger when I speak...
Mrs. Fei said all the good things, and the old man couldn't listen to it anymore.
"You have something to say, and you kneel so often, it's counterproductive." The old man said to Mrs. Fei.
I also joined again and again, although I don't have a good impression of Fei Jingyao and his father, but I have a pretty good image of this woman with high emotional intelligence...
She's a smart woman who knows that going too far can backfire...
I gave her a lift, and she got up. The old man also invited Mrs. Fei in.
Seeing Zhong Fourteen, who was still asleep on the table at this time, a trace of guilt flashed on Mrs. Fei's face. Apologize to us again.
Immediately afterward, Mrs. Fei asked me what had happened in the room.
I didn't hide it, I said it again.
After Mrs. Fei heard this, her face became more and more ugly. "Lewd skinny ghost?"
"That's right, combined with your husband's attitude yesterday, and the situation I encountered yesterday, I have a guess." I didn't continue halfway through my speech.
Mrs. Fei's face is ugly at this time, she is a smart person, I told me about the painting here, he should be able to guess a thing or two...
She looked at me and said, "No. ”
"You guessed that, didn't you?" I asked Mrs. Fei.
"Jing Yao is our daughter... He won't. A look of panic flashed across Mrs. Fei's face.
I looked at Mrs. Fei and said, "We were down there yesterday, and if there is an evil spirit coming in from beginning to end, we will know as soon as possible." But right under our noses, this ghost went to your daughter's room in the open. And, after learning that we were coming, he seemed to be familiar with us... Apparently he knew that the people you had brought in would not hurt him... Exactly, the people he invited would not hurt him... This ghost isn't your average ghost... So, I'm almost certain that this is the ghost that your husband kept at home..."
When Mrs. Fei heard my words, her face was ugly, and then she said to me, "Jing Yao, but his own daughter... He's..."
Looking at Mrs. Fei's expression, she obviously began to doubt, it seems that Mr. Fei has also shown her feet, but she doesn't seem to have the ability to convince herself to believe it.