"Ghosts? Ghost servant? ”

People were smiling and shaking their heads.

"Young man, I know you have some ability, but you can't talk nonsense, if it's a ghost, I can see it at a glance, but what I see is just a black fog, no ghost."

An old man in a Taoist robe said with a smile.

Qin Tian's face was weird, and he didn't say much, anyway, no one believed him when he told the truth.

"Well, little brother is kind of interesting." The old man on the bed looked at Qin Tian meaningfully, and then nodded lightly at Tsurumaru.

Tsurumaru bowed to the bed and faced the people in the hall: "Everyone must know that this is a competition, and there is only one winner in the end, and the old man will have his full support. ”

"The old man has a strange disease, I won't tell you what it is, you need to identify it yourself, and cure it."

"Then next, you can come and consult the old man."

Tsurumaru waved his hand, and a group of burly bodyguards ran in outside the door, surrounding the old man.

Immediately after, the talents in the hall flocked to the bedside, and the competition officially began.

"Remember, you only have three days, and once the three days are over, even if one of them doesn't succeed, this competition will be declared over, and everyone will be eliminated."

Tsurumaru reminded everyone loudly.

"Hurry up." Many people are crowding to rush to the front.

Now is the time to race against the clock, and every second counts.

However, Qin Tian didn't care, and calmly stood at the end of the crowd and watched.

He sensed two jealous glances in the crowd, looked over and saw that it was Mizumoto Guangyao glaring at him from a distance.

Qin Tian chuckled and shook his head, not taking him to heart.

After fighting with him, Qin Tian can be regarded as figuring out the details of Shuiben Guangyao, he is a charlatan at all, what kind of Oriental magic, fart, just magic.

The most threatening of his methods is actually the short knife that suddenly appeared, and the others are just tricks used to confuse others and confuse the public.

Including the human face that appeared from behind, and the four figures following Mizumoto Guangyao, all of them were illusions, not real.

All this was to distract Qin Tian's attention, so that the real killing move short knife could stab into Qin Tian's body.

"It is estimated that most of the people present are here to mix, and there are few who have the ability."

Qin Tian shook his head lightly.

The kind of master who summons spirits and attracts ghosts that appears in the TV series is not available in reality, at least Qin Tian has not encountered it yet.

A group of people surrounded the old man, some asked him how he was feeling recently, some asked him where he had been, and some asked him about his birthday.

The old man was quite patient, and told them all.

Qin Tian listened to it on the side, he didn't believe what was the use of asking for a birthday, the most critical step was to know what he was entangled in, and for what reason.

Only by knowing these two points can we prescribe the right medicine.

"Old man, you were just robbed of some yang energy by the powerful ghosts, if you don't care, let Lao Dao do a magic thing for you, and you will be able to return to normal."

An old man in a Taoist robe in the crowd had a solemn face, snorted softly, and then took out some yellow paper, red candles, raw rice, peach wood swords, black and white flags and other things and laid them on the ground.

Then he lit a candle, held a peachwood sword, lit yellow paper around the bed, and then took the peachwood sword and waved it at the old man, while throwing raw rice while reciting words in his mouth.

"Ahem."

The paper was dusty, choking the old man and coughing, making his face red, but he still suppressed his anger.

"Don't choke the old man to death, it's useless!"

A pompously dressed middle-aged man pushed the Taoist leader away, and he turned around and spun lightly in front of the bed.

"The most effective way to deal with demons and monsters is to jump the gods, only the faster you jump, you can enter another world and communicate with ghosts."

As he spoke, he stretched out his robe, shook his head and raised his yellow hair: "I am confident that I can jump away from the ghost that entangles the old man." ”

"Jumping God?" The old man frowned.

Qin Tian also looked at the man strangely, how to say it, that person's outfit reminded him of the non-mainstream style many years ago.

"Boom."

He moved neatly, swiped his feet, and tentatively stood up, his feet raised together as he could, and his hands raised and pointed outward.

Super freeze frame!

"Good!" Qin Tian couldn't help but applaud.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Qin Tian with strange expressions.

Qin Tian was uncomfortable, and he coughed twice and continued to look at the dancing god.

"Bang."

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man threw out a new movement, clapped his hands and strode forward, while his legs trembled regularly, and his hands were raised flat, trembling like water waves...

The movements are smoothly connected, all of them are difficult movements, even some top hip-hop masters can't do so many difficult movements.

"Stomp, stomp."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's steps quickened, and he quickly stepped on the ground and made a dense footstep sound, which also indicated that his jumping god had entered the climax stage.

At this moment, a piece of music suddenly sounded, which perfectly matched his dance steps:

“ait·ait·ait。”

“ait·ait·ait。”

。。。

Dynamic dance music resounded through the hall, dancing with middle-aged people.

With dynamic music, the middle-aged man danced harder, and soon danced profusely.

The people in the hall were already stunned, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they looked at the middle-aged people dancing wildly beside the bed in amazement.

"Who's playing music?"

Someone angrily turned his head to look over and saw that the music was playing from a young man's mobile phone.

"Hurry up and turn it off, what kind of system is it to put this kind of music to dance and dance on this occasion?"

"Uh, this song is very popular, Cai Xukun's new song, haven't you heard it? The Divine Comedy is a must-have for embarrassing dances, and I think if you record that uncle's dance and put it on a small video software, it will definitely be popular. ”

Qin Tian took his mobile phone and said seriously.

"You!"

Everyone glared at Qin Tian angrily.

"Okay, okay, I'll just turn it off." Qin Tian reluctantly turned off the music.

And at this time, the middle-aged man's dancing god was also over, and he asked the old man on the bed breathlessly: "Do you feel better now?" You should have recovered, right? ”

"Well, it's a little better, and the dance is good." The old man's face froze.

"It's okay, if it's not completely good, I'll jump again until you recover."

"Don't don't, don't be like this, I seem to feel better, okay, you go down and rest first, and leave some opportunities for others."

The old man was embarrassed, and hurriedly found an excuse to send him down.

"Old man, what do you see in the mirror?" A man with a gossip mirror walks over to the bed.

"Saw me."

"Nonsense! That's you? That is clearly the Shangqing Heavenly God, the Shangqing Heavenly God was reincarnated as a human, but unexpectedly was harmed by the demons, today this Dao will use his life's energy to assist the gods, and help the gods return to the infinite heavenly realm! ”

Old man: "... ”

After a while, a grandmother dressed in cloth took out a bottle from her arms, carefully uncorked it, and poured out a round black elixir with great caution.

"This is the Huitian Pill that has been refined by my palace gate for a hundred years to produce a furnace, and the medicinal effect is extremely domineering, only one pill can cleanse the whole body and dispel the bad luck in the body, no matter what kind of demons and monsters it is, it can't stay for a long time."

As she spoke, she handed the pill to the old man and asked him to take it.

The old man was not hypocritical, and ate it directly.

"How's it going, how does it taste?"

"Well, it's okay, kind of like Mi Lisu."

Grandma: "... ”

Next, all the strange people and strangers went to the consultation, but they didn't see anything, but they made a lot of jokes, which made Qin Tian cry and laugh, and almost died in the hall without laughing.

"It's your turn, little brother, don't just smile."

The old man on the bed looked at Qin Tian.

"Oh, so fast? Everyone else is over? Qin Tian was actually a little reluctant, and he really thought those people were funny.

It's really humorous, it's so funny, it's all the best in the world, and it's wonderful.

He walked to the bed and looked at the old man intently: "Have you suspected that you have Alzheimer's recently?" I often forget things, especially at night, and I don't remember anything when I wake up during the day. ”

"The doctor even said you had sleepwalking. One night, you cut off one of your son's arms with a knife in your sleep, but you woke up during the day and didn't remember it. ”

"The most important thing is that your body is getting worse day by day, and it is getting older, and you often feel in a trance, and you see a vague figure standing in front of you, but you can't see it when you look closely."

"You, you!"

The old man was still light-hearted, but his face changed wildly when he heard Qin Tian say it.