Lu Xiaoman is good to me, she is my good sister, but I have made my good sister like this, who else do I have the face to meet her?

Even if she is a good sister, I am afraid that she will not be able to bear such behavior, it is strange that she does not turn her face.

My psychological defenses were broken in an instant, as if a flood had burst its banks, gushing out.

"Ah~ How can this be?"

I hugged my face and roared out heartbreakingly, Fusu on the side was also asleep, and he fell to the ground in fright when I screamed like this.

"How am I supposed to live? Wang Mom, how should I live, can I still live like this? ”

Wang's mother was also crying, and she didn't expect me to become like this in an instant, like a zombie in the movie.

If this escapes, it will really frighten a lot of people.

"Miss Lu, don't get excited, I can cure you, and your illness will naturally return to its previous appearance."

At this time, Master Zhao spoke, and when he said this sentence, which had not spoken, I was clever, and Wang Ma also looked up at him.

This sentence is as if the savior said it, it is very intimidating and convincing. I was suddenly quiet, as if I had suddenly seen a ray of sunshine after tens of millions of years of dark days. I saw hope, I saw the hope of being born again.

"Master Zhao, what you said is true? You didn't lie to me? ”

I suddenly stood up and pulled Master Zhao and asked, I don't know where I got the strength. There is a saying that is quite true.

"A woman's face is more important than anything else, and the problem of face is more important than life."

That's what I thought at this time, although this face is not mine, but I will use it for a while, and if it is broken, how will I explain it then? Is it strange that Lu Xiaoman doesn't hate me for eternity?

Even she will hate me like Fusu and Baqing, and directly hunt me down and kill me in every life, then I really have no good life and have set up an enemy for thousands of generations.

"You have been hit by corpse qi, I have seen the poison of corpse qi, you are quite easy this time, I can help you."

Master Zhao is very confident when he speaks, am I still relaxed? It seems that he really has a way, and I secretly breathe a sigh of relief in my heart.

I even made some mistakes, and I even imagined in my heart what the more serious situation would be, and who would it be like? Will the face directly suppurate or something?

"Mother Wang, you go find some glutinous rice, glutinous rice is raw; thousand-year-old ink, ink fountain; Then there is the incense case and paper money. ”

I've heard all of what Master Zhao said, especially when I watch Lin Zhengyin's movies, these often appear, these are all taken out to collect the soul, is there a difference between corpse qi and ghosts?

Mother Wang didn't ask much after hearing this, and went directly to prepare things according to Master Zhao's words. I looked at Master Zhao curiously, he didn't explain, as if the master didn't need to explain, but if he didn't need to explain, he always needed to prove it, right?

"Master Zhao, am I because of the corpse qi when I was at the dock that day?"

Master Zhao stepped aside, and at this time I felt that he was like a wise man, very mysterious, not at all like that day at the dock, not at all the master who went to the water to salvage the corpse.

"If you haven't been to the docks since, that's it!"

"But why didn't you tell me?"

"If you know the corpse, you can't stop it in advance, you can only wait until there is a reaction, and there is a way to treat it, my words that day are just to give a wake-up call, and I'm not sure if you really have a problem, but you listen to the wise, you can come to me when the situation occurs at the first time."

I see, no wonder Fusu is so nervous, I glanced at Fusu, he has been standing aside and listening, he is studying, he is afraid that if he meets again one day, there is no way.

At this time, Wang Ma also found the things that Master Zhao needed, these things are not difficult to find in this year, except for one, that is, the thousand-year-old ink, I looked at the ink in the prepared items, is this really a thousand-year-old ink?

The incense case was prepared directly in the hall, and I didn't dare to look in the mirror more, I was afraid that I would be scared and faint.

"Corpse gas is a kind of virtual thing that is more invisible and that overcome, very vicious. You will be like this this time, maybe you were too careless that day and took advantage of the corpse, as for the specific time, I think it should be when the sea is fished up. ”

Master Zhao asked me to sit down in front of the incense table, and when I spoke, my expression was very serious, as if he was talking to me, and as if he was praying.

His words reminded me of a scene that day, when the sea first came up, I did feel a yin wind blowing, cold to the yin wind in my bones.

Master Zhao picked up the ink and poured it into the ink fountain, and played a bagua-shaped pattern around me, on which were written the characters of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, heaven, earth, and death, representing the eight gates.

Later, a stack of money paper was distributed at the position of the eight doors, and eight glutinous rice were placed on each stack of money paper, and three lit incense sticks were inserted next to it. I saw a little blurry, my brain seemed to be a mess, Wang Ma stood aside, didn't say a word, watched quietly.

After that, Master Zhao took out the half-burned three sticks of incense from the incense table, and he picked up a recipe in his hand, and took the three sticks of incense and chanted words on my head.

This scene really wants the wizard to set up a dojo in the TV series, I have some doubts, is this really useful? Don't treat me by then, but instead give me back the best treatment time.

But the ghost thing is a real village, I've seen so much, it's not that kind of half-believing attitude, the corpse gas is provoked, I'm afraid that the hospital here is helpless, this medical equipment, I really have some doubts.

After reading a lot, Master Zhao shouted "get up", just like the last time Master Tian Jing rescued me and saved Bai Ruoshui, and then I saw that something seemed to be popping out of my body.

Wang Ma also saw that her eyes were straight, and Fusu seemed to have seen something incredible at this time.

I just felt something moving in my body, and my face wasn't so uncomfortable. The pain in the bones of the body is decreasing, and the pain in the body is disappearing.

"Miss, your face is healed, your face has recovered."

After a while, Wang Ma exclaimed excitedly.

While speaking, Wang Ma ran to move the mirror on the side, and sure enough, my face had recovered. Before, my whole face was purple, my eyes were dark, like a national treasure, and my lips were horribly purple.

But now it has returned to my original appearance, and this is Lu Xiaoman's face.

"This is a spell, after turning into ashes, you take it with white water, and if you encounter corpse qi in the future, it won't do anything to you!"

Master Zhao lit the charm, put it in a bowl on the side, and flushed it again, I drank it according to his words, it felt as if I had eaten a mouthful of dirt in my mouth, it was very uncomfortable, but for my own sake, I still swallowed it forcibly, and I didn't know if it worked.

Then Master Zhao asked me to stand up and leave the gossip pattern, and with a wave of his hand, the gossip pattern disappeared directly.

The pattern disappeared in front of me, leaving no trace. This scene is too sci-fi, it's like watching a movie, Wang Ma almost screamed when she saw it, is this the destruction of corpses?

What is the situation?

"Master Zhao, what is this?"

I pointed to the pattern that had disappeared and looked at Master Zhao curiously and asked. The incense on the ground is still there, the paper money and the glutinous rice are still there, there is nothing, and the pattern drawn by the thousand-year-old ink is gone.

Millennial ink, that's not ordinary ink, painting on paper can't fall directly, a lot of writing in order to keep the font from disappearing with the extension of time is to use millennium-old ink, but the cost is also high, ordinary people can't afford to use it.

But it is such a thousand-year-old ink, under the wave of Master Zhao's sleeves, it disappeared without a trace, which is more effective than correction liquid.

"The ink absorbs the corpse qi in your body, and everything is for nothing."

I see, but this scene is also so amazing, I even want to learn these things.

"Master Zhao, you went into the water that day, but why are you fine?"

I'm really a little curious, didn't he say that it was dangerous underwater? But why is it okay?

"Do you think those little ghosts like me can help me?"

Master Zhao waved his hand, as if he was standing at the pinnacle, an invincible existence. He departed, not in a big step, but from the drawing-room to the door, and had to cross the courtyard, he was gone in a few moments, and I remembered that he had disappeared without a trace by the time I should have paid him.

He gave me the feeling of being a peerless master, but why would such a person be willing to do the work of salvaging corpses?

It's incredible, are all masters like this?

The master seems to be really good in this sentence of the people.

Wang's mother began to pack up her things, and the money paper and the glutinous rice on it were all burned according to the instructions of the master.

Fusu did it, as if thinking about something, and didn't say a word.

I moved a little and my whole body was much more relaxed, as if I felt reborn after recovering from a serious illness. This time it was indeed a serious illness, you must know that the blood on my face was vomited just now, and my face became that terrifying.

"He was like a man, especially with that look."

Suddenly, Fusu said.