Believe Wang Lang's words. Even if there were ghosts, they would definitely be asleep.

Sure enough, Chen Zhenguo's roar and the screams of another person soon came from the duty room.

"Oh, Uncle Chen, don't knock, if you knock again, you'll be stupid!"

"I'm not smart, I'm so lazy. I'll knock your skull to pieces, and a pig brain is stronger than it is now! ”

"Uncle Chen, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore! I promise it's the last time! ”

"You've said this at least ten times, and my ears are calloused!"

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts......"

…… It can't be as powerful as Wang Lang said.

"I roughly understand what happened, your injuries are not light, let's go to the hospital first."

Chen Zhenguo stood up, his foot had been broken before, and now it was swollen like steamed buns, if he didn't go to the hospital for treatment, he was afraid that it would leave very serious sequelae.

"Zhang, Zhang......"

Chen Zhenguo picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted twice, and after not getting a response for a long time, his face turned dark, and he threw Wang Lang aside and entered the office building of the police station angrily.

Seeing this situation, Wang Lang grinned, knowing the value inside

The shouting and screaming did not last long, and Chen Zhenguo soon came out of the duty room, followed by a teary-eyed and aggrieved young man.

"Stay in the guard room honestly, and if I come back, I will find you sleeping......"

Chen Zhenguo glared at him fiercely.

"According to the regulations, the police on duty cannot have any negligence at night, but he is an exception!"

Chen Zhenguo glanced at Wang Lang, and then continued: "He doesn't belong to the police system, he is the son of one of my senior brothers, and he was pulled over to help because of some special talents. As for the rest, I can't tell you! This kid is young, naughty and too lazy to die, my senior brother specially asked me to hone and hone him. And there are other colleagues in the duty room, and the situation you are talking about is completely impossible! ”

"I see!"

Wang Lang nodded and did not delve into this aspect, he still had a good impression of the police in Shang County. A few months ago, I was accidentally hit by an old lady riding a three-wheeled cycle, and the police arrived less than ten minutes after calling the police.

Faced with the old lady who was messing around and splashing and rolling, the police who came over at that time solved the problem.

The old lady was unreasonable, and the angry Wang Lang almost wanted to do it. But fortunately, the policeman was experienced and pulled Wang Lang away in time, so he didn't make a big mistake.

Wang Lang admired the young man very much for the policeman, and then limped to the parking place. And Wang Lang followed closely behind, grinning and not daring to take half a step.

"If you dare to sleep on duty, you are not afraid that you will not be able to receive the police call from the masses?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Wang Lang asked Chen Zhenguo for his service, but he hated to kick the old lady to death. But no one can afford to mess with that old thing that looks like a shrew, so they can only hide from afar.

After driving for less than a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the hospital in Shang County, and Chen Zhenguo and Wang Lang went to the orthopedic department together after registering.

One of them broke his foot, and the other broke his arm, all of which had something to do with bones. As for the bruised and scratched skin wounds, there is no hurry, because the bleeding area has already scabbed.

"Hey, it's Lao Hu, you're on duty!"

Pushing open the door of the orthopedic department, Chen Zhenguo immediately greeted him familiarly.

Shang County is a small place, with a total population of hundreds of thousands. Because of the particularity of his profession, Chen Zhenguo inevitably often deals with hospitals.

At this time, it was already early in the morning, and there was only one middle-aged doctor napping in the department, and he immediately woke up after hearing Chen Zhenguo's voice.

"Not long after the Chinese New Year, are there so many criminals to be arrested? You've been here more than a dozen times this week, haven't you? More diligent than me! ”

When Dr. Hu was talking to Chen Zhenguo, he looked at Wang Lang by the way, and his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he was used to seeing it.

"Lao Chen, your face is not very good! Yellow face and shortness of breath, soft tendons and sluggishness, this is a manifestation of kidney deficiency! When people reach middle age, they must take good care of their kidneys, otherwise it will be too late to regret it when they pee a shoe! ”

Dr. Hu babbled a few words, and Chen Zhenguo's face turned the color of pig liver.

"Put your mother's fart, labor and management are the living king of Hades in the hearts of countless criminals in Shang County, 'iron legs' Chen Zhenguo! Although he is almost forty now, he can't compare with when he was younger, but he can definitely kick a cow to death! ”

Chen Zhenguo's hands trembled with anger, no man would like others to say that his kidneys are bad, even if it is really bad, he can't admit it!

"Alright, I don't know about you yet! Don't forget to take the medicine that was prescribed to you last time! ”

Dr. Hu took out a towel from the drawer to wipe the saliva off his face, and then seemed to remember something, and asked Chen Zhenguo, "By the way, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Did you catch this? ”

"He's not in a hurry, it's mainly me!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Hearing Chen Zhenguo's words, Dr. Hu was stunned, Dr. Hu was napping when Chen Zhenguo and Wang Lang came in just now, so he didn't see Chen Zhenguo limping. And when he woke up, Chen Zhenguo had already sat down on the chair.

"I broke my foot......"

“……”

Chen Zhenguo's words landed, and the entire department suddenly fell silent.

Dr. Hu and Chen Zhenguo stared at each other and did not speak, while Wang Lang was completely unable to interject and did not know what to say.

"Poofha...... cough cough cough ......"

A sudden burst of laughter broke the silence in the department, and Dr. Hu choked on his own saliva, and it took him a long time to recover.

"'Iron Leg' Chen Zhenguo! Broken foot, hahaha......"

"Shut up! Hurry up and see a doctor for labor and management! ”

Chen Zhenguo was so angry that his face darkened, and he stopped speaking after yelling at Dr. Hu.

Just now I bragged about how good I was, but I was slapped in the face in less than a minute, and I still did it myself! Rao is cheeky skin that has been honed over the years is a little unbearable, and he wants to kick himself to death.

"What happened to Dr. Hu?"

Even during the day, the hospital is very quiet, especially since it is early in the morning. Therefore, after hearing the sound here, another doctor on duty next door pushed the door and walked in, looked at Chen Zhenguo, who was pale, and then looked at Dr. Hu, who kept coughing, and then put his eyes on Wang Lang.

"Lao Chen, you too, although criminals are not a good thing, they also have human rights. Every time you hurt someone, aren't you afraid of running into a hard stubble one day? ”

This doctor is obviously also very familiar with Chen Zhenguo, and he untied Wang Lang's coat as he spoke.

I have to say that when the doctor's eyes are really poisonous, I can see through my clothes that he is injured on his arm.

"Wow, how did it get like this!"

Looking at the swollen shoulders like pig's legs and the countless abrasions on his body, his intuition told him that he must have something to do with Chen Zhenguo.

"It's not a good life!"

Wang Lang sighed and said the reason for his injury from another angle.

No one will believe this kind of thing when they encounter ghosts, and Wang Lang doesn't bother to explain.

However, when these words were heard in the doctor's ears, the taste changed, and the two of them turned their eyes to Chen Zhenguo almost at the same time, and the meaning was self-evident.

"This kid really has a bad fate, he cheated on a tractor and was beaten by a motorized three-wheeler!"

"Huh?"

Chen Zhenguo's words confused the two doctors, what does it mean to have an affair with a tractor and be beaten by a motorized three-wheeler?

Transformers? Are aliens so tricky? Don't choose a sports car and fall in love with agricultural machinery?

"I don't think it's bad fate, it's bad brain! I suggest you take an EEG and do a blood analysis by the way, I suspect you're possessed by aliens! ”

Dr. Hu shook his head and looked at Chen Zhenguo as if he were looking at a fool.

"What a mess! Hurry up and see a doctor, and there will be many things to do when I go back! ”

Chen Zhenguo scolded with a smile, directly raised his feet and put them on the table, and took off his shoes by the way.

"Take out your proudest skill, and I'll get back to the police station before dawn."

Before Chen Zhenguo finished speaking, he heard a "bang", and the doctor next door was gone. Dr. Hu and Wang Lang shrank into the corner, their faces full of fear.

"If you have something to say, put your shoes on first!"

Wang Lang's words were triolated, and his expression was even more terrifying than seeing a ghost.

It's not that Wang Lang is deliberately funny, but the smell is too strong.

The smell of disinfectant in the hospital fills every corner like air, and in an overbearing manner, it drives away all other smells, not even leek pies.

However, when Chen Zhenguo took off his shoes, the pungent smell of disinfectant water collapsed like a dam bursting.

The most terrifying thing is that Chen Zhenguo's feet are still smoking!

The dense white mist steamed upwards, and the twisted appearance of tumbling and spreading was even more terrifying than a ghost in the eyes of Wang Lang and Doctor Hu.

I've seen smelly feet, but I've never seen anything so stinky, it's even more terrible than biological weapons!

……

After tossing for more than an hour, Wang Lang and Chen Zhenguo acted separately and finally dealt with the problem before dawn.

Dr. Hu has been practicing medicine for more than ten years and is a good hand at massaging orthopedics. gave Chen Zhenguo a few Han needles, and prescribed some drugs to promote blood circulation and eliminate blood stasis, and the swelling quickly disappeared. However, Chen Zhenguo's foot is mainly injured in ligaments and muscles, and he still needs a certain amount of time to recuperate.

Wang Lang's injuries appear to be much more serious than Chen Zhenguo's, but in fact most of them are skin injuries. The scraping on the surface had scabbed over and the expected fracture did not appear, only strained the ligaments at the humeral location.

When he came out of the hospital, Wang Lang's hands were empty, but Chen Zhenguo was carrying a large bag of medicine.

According to Dr. Hu's words, Wang Lang's physique will be able to recover soon, just pay a little attention. And Chen Zhenguo is close to forty years old and needs to make up for it.

Following behind Chen Zhenguo, Wang Lang's face was flushed. I wanted to laugh all the way but didn't dare to laugh, so I could only keep covering my mouth and making a "fluttering" sound, and Chen Zhenguo's lungs were about to explode.

That big bag costs fifteen or sixteen catties to say the least, and there are very few medicines in it that invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, most of which are for tonifying the kidneys and soaking feet.

Thinking of Dr. Hu's disgusted eyes before leaving, Wang Lang felt that he was about to lose his breath.

"If you dare to laugh out loud, do you believe it or not that labor and management stuff stinky socks that have not been washed for forty years?"

Looking at Wang Lang next to him, who was shaking like epilepsy, Chen Zhenguo's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. If it weren't for the identity of the people's police, I really hated to blow his eggs.

"Uncle Chen, I was wrong!"

Hearing Chen Zhenguo's words, Wang Lang immediately raised the white flag and surrendered, that smoking foot was like a nightmare, and he didn't dare to try it easily.

The car quickly stopped at the door of the police station, and Chen Zhenguo turned his head to look at Wang Lang, his expression suddenly becoming serious.

"I can't help you much, after all, this kind of thing ......"

"I understand!"

Wang Lang nodded, he originally went to the police station in the middle of the night to take refuge, and he didn't expect to be able to rely on them to solve the woman. The police are okay with criminals, and there is not much difference between facing demons and monsters and ordinary people like him.

"Although I can't help you much, I've been exposed to some related cases over the years. I've got the contact details of a few masters here, so go try your luck! ”

"Well, then thank you Uncle Chen!"

Wang Lang nodded, wrote down the phone number given by Chen Zhenguo, and left.

For Chen Zhenguo, being able to do this step is already benevolent and righteous. If it were someone else, it would be very likely that Wang Lang would be driven out as a psychopath.

Therefore, Wang Lang did not have any resentment towards Chen Zhenguo in his heart, on the contrary, he was very grateful.

"Turn around, but in the end, you still have to rely on yourself!"

Sighing silently, Wang Lang stuffed the paper with the phone number of the "master" in his hand into his pocket, thought about it and decided to go back to his hometown.

He now only has a set of clothes and shoes and 200 yuan given to him by Chen Zhenguo, and he can't go back to his home in Yulan Community, so he can only go to his hometown to try his luck.

Although Wang Lang used to reject those gods and ghosts, thinking that it was feudal desire, he was very filial to his grandfather. After the old man's death, all the relics were collected by him, including feng shui fortune telling, divination books.

Those books are all written in traditional Chinese, and the words and sentences are obscure, so Wang can't read them smoothly, so how can he be interested.

But now there is no other way but to hope that these books will be useful.

I spent more than 50 yuan to take a taxi back to my hometown's village, and it was just dawn and there was no one on the road.

Wang Lang climbed directly over the wall from the back of the house, smashed a piece of glass with a brick, and then came to the house.

A large wooden box was dragged out from under the bed in the bedroom, and Wang Lang couldn't wait to take out the small box that was wrapped in an unknown number of plastic bags.

The old man didn't have much left, only a few books.

Wang Lang's keys are all in his home in the Yulan community, and he can only pry open the box with a kitchen knife.

Carefully tearing off the plastic wrap wrapped on the outside, Wang Lang carefully rummaged through the books for things that might be useful.

"Mai Shenxiang", "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing", "Zhou Yi", "Sixteen Characters Yin and Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique", "Funeral Book", "Eight Character Destiny" ......

It took more than an hour for Wang Lang to go through several books, but he didn't find anything to exorcise ghosts and suppress evil spirits.

What the old man left behind were some books on feng shui fortune-telling, which had nothing to do with demons and monsters, and what Wang Lang needed now was exactly that.

"Could it be that God is going to kill me!"

Wang Lang sighed, but did not give up.

After the old man died, Wang Lang left the village and moved to live in a community in the city after finishing the funeral and packing up his things. On the one hand, his only relatives have returned to the west, and he is not familiar with the villagers, and on the other hand, the community in the city is obviously much more convenient than in the countryside.

Because his parents died early, and he was studying outside, his grandfather was the only one left in the family. The old man lived in one room by himself, and the rest was used to store sundries.

After putting a few books into a bag, Wang Lang began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find them.

Tossed until more than ten o'clock in the morning, Wang Lang turned the house upside down, and finally found something that might be what he needed in a pile of old clothes.

It was something like a black envelope, similar to brown paper to the touch, and very tough.

The envelope is not big, and naturally it doesn't contain much. A piece of paper, a booklet, that's all.

The piece of paper was set aside, and Wang Lang grabbed the pamphlet in his hand, and his intuition told him that the solution to the problem was here.

Without the time to observe carefully, Wang Lang stretched out his hand to open the booklet, and a line of shocking words suddenly came into view.

"Taiyi Fu Seal Record, the upper volume is the parents, and the next volume is the descendants!"

Fifteen words came into view, and the handwriting was ordinary, but it exploded in my mind like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

"This ......"

Wang Lang was stunned for a long time and did not move, and only after a while did he come to his senses.

Wiping a handful of cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead, Wang Lang's expression became serious.

Just a few words made him feel like he was in the middle of a thunderbolt, and the contents were ......

With great devotion, Wang Lang turned the pamphlet to the second page, and sure enough, it contained exactly what he needed most.

"Spiritual Irrigation Body,

Mind force to do the door of the heart,

Triad pure yang blood,

Seals pass ghosts and gods. ”

The second page of the booklet begins with a limerick poem, and the following is the writing method and function of the three symbols.

Eye-opening charms, exorcism charms, evil charm charms.

As the name suggests, the function of these three runes is to open the eyes of the sky, drive away evil spirits, and suppress evil spirits.

The so-called opening of the eyes of heaven is not to turn oneself into a Erlang god, but to use the power of the rune seal to allow people to see some things that are usually invisible to the naked eye in a short period of time. Such as evil spirits, filthy spirits, dead spirits, and ghosts. The exorcism charm and the evil charm are to expel or suppress those evil and filthy things.

These three runes were very complicated, and at a glance, Wang Lang felt dizzy.

Thinking of the scene just now when he was stopped by the opening fifteen words, Wang Lang was overjoyed and couldn't wait to turn over the booklet.

On the third page, there are no sigils, only a dense bunch of small characters. But when Wang Lang saw those small words clearly, his excited heart was about to explode.

This is a recipe called "Taiyi Alchemy Technique", which can cultivate a strange power called "telekinesis".

Wang Lang read the whole article several times with great difficulty, and barely figured out what it meant according to the comments above.

Mental power is a power that comes from the soul and has nothing to do with the body. And telekinesis is a very general generalization, not just one type.

Unwavering faith, persistent persistence, and even some paranoid thoughts can be called telekinesis.

Mental power is an expression of the power of the soul, a sublimation of detachment from the body.

For example, those real scholars in ancient times, although they were powerless, but a loud shout could also frighten the ghosts and gods, so that those evil and ghostly things did not dare to come to them.

For example, those veterans who fought on the battlefield, even if they are dying and decrepit and do not have half the courage of their prime, but a look can still make them timid.

The booklet does not introduce the origin of "Taiyi Alchemy", but it clearly describes the method that can allow ordinary people to cultivate mental power, and there are also records about the use of mental power.

"I thought that grandpa was just fooling people with feudal superstition, but I didn't expect that there was such a magical thing!"

Wang Lang was ecstatic in his heart, not only because he had found a way to deal with that woman, but also because he could foresee that his future would become extremely colorful.

Taking a few deep breaths, Wang Lang suppressed his excitement, and then picked up the paper that was put together with the booklet.

The handwriting was very familiar, a letter left by his grandfather.

"When you read this letter, think I'm dead, and you've got something hard to solve.

The old Wang family is a single lineage, and it is already the seventh generation to you. I don't have much ability, I have done my best to raise you, but I will have to rely on you for the rest of my life.

That "Taiyi Alchemy Technique" is handed down by the ancestors, you don't need to study it deeply, you can practice it with peace of mind, but the three talismans should be used with caution!

In addition, your physique, soul, and eight characters are extremely special, so you must protect yourself.

Things must not be stopped, and the road cannot be passed.

You're so self-conscious! ”

There are only so many words on the grandfather's letter, Wang Lang habitually turned over the paper and found that there was a paragraph on the reverse side.

"The writing seal is based on the blood of the three yangs, and the blood of the pure yang boy is the most. However, the blood of Sanyang hurts the fundamentals, and it should not be used lightly until it is absolutely necessary. Mental writing is the winning choice, and the stronger the mental power, the greater the power. The spiritual material is written as the next selection, mostly with cinnabar and the blood of livestock, and the longer the year, the stronger the power. ”

That's all the things grandpa left behind, Wang Lang folded the letter and put it in his pocket, then picked up the booklet and read it carefully.

The ancient texts that cultivated mental power were condescending, obscure, and difficult, and it was impossible to explain them well if they were not professionally studying ancient texts. Although Wang Lang learned Chinese well in college, he was able to recognize what these words were pronounced, and he didn't know what they meant when they were combined.

Fortunately, although the introduction of the three runes is also written in ancient Chinese, it is only ordinary classical Chinese, and even an ordinary high school student can understand it.

Wang Lang is a physical education teacher, but his mind is not full of muscles like those jokes on the Internet, and he easily understands the meaning.

And then the most important sigil

(End of chapter)