I hurriedly turned off my laptop, and Feng Qingyang came to his senses, stood up unsatisfied, and staggered out of my room.

Seeing that his feet are weak and his steps are frivolous, it is estimated that he has made himself false this night.

When I walked to the door, Feng Qingyang squeezed his eyes at me, smiled obscenely, and said, "Brother Xiaoma, I didn't expect that you and I are really fellow ......."

Then, he actually raised his hand and patted me on the shoulder.

I immediately felt numb all over my body, and I almost collapsed when I was nauseous, and I opened his hand hard, and when my fingers ran through his palm, I felt that his palm seemed to be very sticky.

Feng Qingyang walked downstairs, I took a bath, soaked a bowl of instant noodles, and didn't care whether Feng Qingyang ate or not.

He has hands and feet, and when he is hungry, he goes out to eat.

After eating instant noodles, I lay down in bed and slept all morning, and I was woken up by the ringing of my mobile phone.

It was Lao Cui's wife who called me, saying that she had found a master to summon Lao Cui's spirit, but as a result, Lao Cui not only did not see well, but entered the intensive care unit, so I had better go over and have a look right away and give an idea.

I ran downstairs with my mobile phone, I didn't see Feng Qingyang on the sofa on the ground floor, and hurriedly walked out of the store, but I saw Feng Qingyang sitting at the door of the store, telling fortunes to a woman.

I leaned over and coughed a few lowly, and Feng Qingyang had to send the woman away with a few words.

He took off his sunglasses and asked me unhappily, ", are you salty, coughing, are you jealous of me because of my business?" ”

"Little Flying Bear, I'm really in trouble, Lao Cui is not in a good condition now, otherwise you can go to the hospital with me to see him, right?"

"Lao Cui, where is there another Lao Cui?"

I locked the door of the store, pulled Feng Qingyang and walked towards the main road, got into a taxi, and I told him what happened last night.

"It turns out that Lao Cui is the friend who lent you the broken bowl, and now he is in a coma, a good thing!"

"Hey, what do you say?!"

"Lao Cui's bowl is broken, and now Lao Cui is about to hang the ball, don't you have to pay for it?"

"First of all, that bowl is not Lao Cui's own, it belongs to a friend of Lao Cui, Lao Cui is just a middleman, and secondly, my money has already been paid to the other party, therefore, Lao Cui is evil, and it has nothing to do with us!"

"It's okay, then what are you doing with me in a hurry?"

"Hey, I'll go, I really can't explain it to you, anyway, Lao Cui has a good relationship with me, he has an accident now, no matter what I say, I can't stand idly by......"

……

Not long after, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and I took Feng Qingyang to Lao Cui's ward.

At the door of the ward, Lao Cui's wife was wiping her tears at the door, and when she saw me coming, she exhaled.

Lao Cui has a daughter, who is still studying in college, and there are only two Lao Cui in the family to live, and now he is in trouble, and there is no one to help, so he can only rely on me as a friend.

It turned out that this was the case, in the morning, Lao Cui's wife went to the gate of the Great Zen Monastery to find a master for Lao Cui, ready to summon him a spirit.

As a result, halfway through the conjuring, Lao Cui's eyes rolled and his whole body trembled, and he was about to hang up.

Lao Cui's wife was frightened, drove away the master, and called doctors and nurses to rescue, but fortunately, there was no danger, and Lao Cui had just been sent back from the intensive care area.

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang snorted coldly from his nose: "Hmph, where is it so simple to conjure spirits......

"Pony, who is this?!" Lao Cui's wife asked me.

He ...... He's my friend," I pulled Feng Qingyang and said to Lao Cui's wife, "Why don't we go in and see Lao Cui!" ”

"Good, good."

Lao Cui's wife still stared at Feng Qingyang, after all, Feng Qingyang's outfit looked like a Taoist priest.

Entering the ward, I looked down and saw that Lao Cui's face was indeed worse than when I left in the morning, and I felt like I was in danger.

"Little Flying Bear, you have a lot of mana, why don't you show it?!" I looked at Feng Qingyang pleadingly.

"Don't you have yin and yang eyes? Can you see what? Feng Qingyang asked me lukewarmly.

"No, I can't see anything?" I shook my head and said, "Little Flying Bear, you have great ability, or do you want to show me, is Lao Cui really losing his soul?" ”

Feng Qingyang pushed me away, he stood in front of Lao Cui's bed, stretched out two fingers, and briefly examined the patient.

Soon, Feng Qingyang turned around and said to me and Lao Cui's wife very firmly: "This person's soul is indeed lost, but other than that, there is no big problem!" ”

"Can it be cured?!" I asked with Lao Cui's wife.

"You can give it a try, I can guarantee that the patient's soul will be brought back, but if the patient's soul is incomplete, then I can't ......"

I think Feng Qingyang is playing clever again, talking back and forth, it is the kind of routine of a charlatan, and he can get out in the end if he is cured well or not.

However, Lao Cui is not an outsider, if it can't be cured, what will Lao Cui's family do? !

However, listening to Feng Qingyang say this, Lao Cui's wife believed it very much, begged Feng Qingyang to give it a try, and promised Feng Qingyang that if he was cured well or not, he would have a benefit.

After thinking for a moment, Feng Qingyang said shamelessly: "Nacheng, if I help him bring his soul back, how can you thank me?" ”

Lao Cui's wife immediately said, "Master, how much do you say?" ”

Feng Qingyang waved his hand: "Don't mention money, mentioning money hurts feelings, after all, you are friends with Brother Xiaoma, otherwise...... Buy me a new phone! ”

"No problem, no problem." Lao Cui's wife nodded hurriedly and said.

"Okay, then you go and prepare something for me," Feng Qingyang thought for a while and said, "A bowl full of rice, which is rice that has not peeled, as well as a piece of red paper and a pair of bamboo chopsticks...... Well, that's enough. ”

"Why do you want bowls again?!" I asked unhappily.

"This time it's not an ancient porcelain bowl, just a porcelain bowl for general eating, go and prepare!" Feng Qingyang said impatiently.

It was not difficult to prepare these things, and soon, Lao Cui's wife returned to the ward with her things.

Feng Qingyang put the red paper on the rice bowl full of rice, gave me a look, and I let Lao Cui's wife go out.

After closing the door, Feng Qingyang held the porcelain bowl full of rice with three fingers, and began to repeat a mantra in his mouth.

The voice went up and down, and I only heard Feng Qingyang read:

The three souls are lost, and it is difficult to find them;

One heart is free from the outside, and the two souls are not a pity;

Eat steamed buns yesterday, lose your soul today, eat rice tomorrow, and don't lose your soul the day after tomorrow;

The soul is endless, and the next life is restless;

Returning to the ...... Yo...... The Soul Returns......

I want to laugh when I hear this spell, what kind of spiritualist spell is this, it's rice and steamed buns, what kind of airplane?

Although the spell had been buried a little, I soon saw a flat figure, the size of a palm, fly in from outside the open window.

To put it simply, the flat figure is a bit like a puppet in a shadow puppet show, and that look and demeanor really look like a miniature version of Lao Cui.

Could it be that this is the soul that Lao Cui lost?!