"Whew!" The white tiger roared at everyone. [with _ dreams] е

The deafening sound suddenly quieted down such a noisy sound, and without waiting for everyone to react, the white tiger stretched out his front paws and waved on the door, only to hear two snaps, and the wooden door closed instantly.

The people outside immediately reacted and were locked out, and most of them left in a boring way.

A small number of people stood outside the door, waiting for the results of the treatment, and some people asked the surrounding residents if the young man's father was really sick and whether he was really about to braid.

After all, the tiger's cure is too funny and absurd, but in the deepest part of my heart, I still believe it.

Seeing that Eleven did not look disgusted and disgusted like the others, the young man's worried heart gradually relaxed, and led the two into the back room.

The smell of the back room is even greater.

Eleven's gaze quickly swept across the room, finally landing on the patient on the bed.

The patient was as thin as a bone, only the qi left was out, and there was no need to take the pulse, and Eleven could also see that the other party's life was not long.

"Can my father's illness really be cured?" The young man lowered his voice and asked softly.

Of course, it was the white tiger standing in front of the bed who was asking.

The white tiger dog raised its paws like a dog, touched the patient's body here and there, and finally tilted his head to look at Eleven.

Following the white tiger's gaze, the young man's gaze moved to the beautiful woman, who had never spoken to the girl, his cheeks turned even redder, and his voice stammered.

"My dad...... He...... How is he? Lord Shenhu, say...... Say what? ”

"Your father's illness is indeed terminally ill, if you came to Shenhu a month ago, maybe there would have been a rescue, but now even it can't be cured." Eleven looked at the light in the young man's eyes dimming little by little, and said, "But it can help you prolong your father's life." ”

"Really...... It's true? The dim light of the young man suddenly brightened up, revealing joy.

"There is only half a month, during this period, your father's body will be in an extremely healthy state, and after fifteen days, he will die peacefully without any pain, but after death, his corpse will decompose much faster than ordinary corpses." Eleven touched the top of the white tiger's head, raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "I don't know if you agree?" ”

The young man nodded without hesitation, his voice a little choked.

"My dad has always wanted to go back to his hometown to see, although fifteen days is not much, it is enough to satisfy my father's wish, and then bury him in his hometown, which is good."

Seeing that the young man agreed, Eleven glanced at the white tiger.

"Let's go out, the Divine Tiger doesn't like to be around when heals."

Eleven turned and walked out of the room, and the young man bowed deeply to the white tiger and went out of the room, closing the door with the result.

The white tiger looked at the closed door, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, and his huge palm quickly fanned back and forth on the patient's body, in fact, he was driving away the little ghost who was sucking the patient's yang energy.

After the imp was scared away, the white tiger stretched out a claw and drew a symbol on the patient's forehead, palm, heart, and feet, forming a barrier to isolate the imp that came up again.

The imp couldn't absorb the yang energy, and gradually disappeared into the darkness of the room.

Once you've done the first step, start the second step.

The white tiger looked at a few hairs stained on the wooden comb of the low table, it was the hair of a young man, and stretched out his claws to pick up the hair, but he couldn't catch it no matter how he played with his palms.