In fact, the protagonist of the story and his party were warmly entertained by the Tu family. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info and the younger sister of the Round Father also looks healthy, and has not been abused at all, but the originally lively sister now looks quite restrained and has become very cold to herself. Gong Yu secretly added caution, he and his two friends did not eat the food arranged by the Tu family. That night, they stayed in the Tu family's mansion, and in the dead of night, the three of them found out of the guest room, originally wanted to find the sister of the father-in-law to ask what was going on, but unexpectedly broke into a large room, and what they saw scared the three of them half to death.

In the early years, when these Tu family members were wandering around learning to sing songs, they accidentally came into contact with a cult in the new reckless period. I don't know what kind of ghost the Tu family was fascinated by, and integrated the ritual of sacrifice in the cult that had disappeared for many years into the song, creating that kind of bizarre performance. Perhaps they just wanted to add some new elements to the original song that would attract people, or maybe their morbid pursuit of art was an evil in the first place, and one thing is for sure, the evil ritual that had been abandoned more than 600 years ago brought the final blow to the entire depraved family. They not only learned the rituals of the cult, but also practiced the contents of the cult physically, raising some terrible and filthy things in bamboo tubes that they got out of nowhere and feeding them on time. They make sounds like babies crying, their heads have distinct features, and their skin is wrinkled like that of a dying old man.

The scene in front of him made Fernandes' heart tremble, and he dared to stay. The three of them escaped from the house, and continued to look for the sister of the father, which can be regarded as an eye-opener, this time the sister of the father was finally found by them, and the four of them did not dare to delay, and immediately escaped from the Tu Mansion and returned home overnight.

Later, the rumors of the Tu family made a storm in the city, and there were fewer and fewer people looking for them to dance, and the entire Tu Mansion was isolated, but they didn't seem to care, and it was even more difficult to see the people of the Tu family from then on. As for the younger sister of the father-in-law, she was still sluggish after returning home. It didn't take long for him to suddenly disappear, and Gong Yu had a serious illness during the Yonghe years, but fortunately a wandering monk saved his life, and after recovering, he went with the monk......

As with all such texts, this story is overly detailed in some unnecessary places, and only vaguely touched upon in another place where it should be made clear.

For example, when the younger sister of the father-in-law disappeared again, the brother's reaction turned out to be blank, neither writing that he went out to look for him, nor did he write that he did not go out to look for him for some reason. Also, there is no mention of where the monsters in the bamboo tube came from or what kind of things they fed them with. The most important thing is why he followed the monk after he recovered, the author did not explain at all. It feels like the author either doesn't know about those details or doesn't want to say them.

In fact, it can't be said and can't be done.

Even writing such vague and upside-down text will meet with misfortune, let alone a detailed description? And it's often hard for people who have had this experience, or who are trying to understand these things, to stay normal. The more you know, the more crazy you become, and in this case, even if you are temporarily spared from misfortune, it is difficult to write a detailed story in a serious way.

Zhao Kun gently rubbed this strange book. Although he was not particularly satisfied with the story inside, he still felt that it could still be used.

What will happen if this "Jialan Strange Tan" is delivered to that Immortal Emperor? Zhao Kun wasn't sure. If it was a purebred soldier king, then there was no doubt about the ending...... No, no, no, no, if a person's IQ is low enough, then the number of SAN (sanity value) is no longer important. IQ is low enough and there is enough luck, and he seems to be similar to a madman......

Zhao Kun shook his head and kicked some thoughts out of his mind. Anyway, the guy who is reincarnated and rebuilt will always be a little different.

If he was going to practice medicine, the woman he crossed paths with was either sick or someone in the family was sick, and the unlucky ones who were about to be slapped in the face by him, the little brother and loyal dog who were about to be subdued by him, and the people he pretended to be, could not escape the circle of his own illness and the illness of his relatives and friends.

Yes, these people are not very curable - by the standards of modern medicine.

If he plans to look at feng shui or fortune telling, then his words are 100% effective, and the speed of triggering is still very fast, even if it is the so-called feng shui pattern, he can immediately have an effect when he puts it down, although the feng shui layout of other people's homes often takes effect ranging from decades to hundreds of years......

Zhao Kun put the rusted bronze medal and ancient book into the box and packed it carefully. After doing all this, he took a look at his wrist, and there was already a worn-out brush in his hand, and he drew red patterns on the box one by one.

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"It's foggy." Lin Xiao, who was standing in the corridor, looked at the fog that suddenly surged outside and frowned. This mist was thicker and thicker than the natural mist he had seen in the fairy world, like an impermeable wet cloth sticking to his body. Even if it was a formation that specialized in generating the Cloud and Mist Illusion, it was rare for it to be so ethereal and steaming fog.

Just as he was standing in his trance, the bell rang for the end of class. Lin Xiao's spirit was shocked, and he was immediately attracted by the movement behind him.

-- His classmates are pouring out of the classroom.

"Lin Xiao, you really have you, dare to call her 'Zhao Demon Girl' in front of Teacher Zhao."

"Actually, I wanted to shout like this for a long time, but I didn't have the guts."

"Hehe, you're still a buddy, you're gutsy, admire and admire!"

"Brother, if you provoke Mr. Zhao, you're finished!"

……

When passing by Lin Xiao's side, some students gave a thumbs up and praised a few words, some teased with a hippie smile, and some gloated with a look of schadenfreude......

In this regard, Emperor Lin Xian only smiled slightly, and his face was light.

In his previous life, as an Immortal Emperor, he had experienced countless winds and waves, how could this innocuous little thing make waves in his heart?

"Lin Xiao, what's wrong with you today?"

When the classmates in the class were almost gone, Lin Xiao was about to turn around and leave, when a soft and sweet voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Emperor Lin Xian turned his head, and what caught his eye was a stunning delicate face.

It was a girl of his age, with big snowy skin and big eyes, red lips like cherries, a white slim T-shirt printed with cartoon patterns, paired with dark blue skinny jeans, which set off her slender and slender figure, and a waist-length ponytail swaying behind her head, a playful and cute, youthful atmosphere came to her face.

"Tu Muxi?"

Seeing the girl in front of him, Lin Xiao immediately jumped out of this name in his mind.

Tu Muxi is the class leader of Lin Xiao's class, and it is said that she was born in a wealthy family in the city, but in her, she does not see the cold style of any rich daughter. On the contrary, she is cheerful and lively, playful and cute, likes to mingle with her classmates, and is very popular in the class.

Like Zhao Nana's "Zhao Demon Girl", Tu Muxi also has a nickname, called "Big-eyed Cute Girl".

This is because her eyes are large, black and white, clear as water, beautiful and charming, plus she usually likes to wear some clothes with cartoon patterns, which always gives people a cute feeling.

This university selects the top ten school flowers every year, and Tu Muxi has been at the top of the school flower list for three years.

Lin Xiao, before being taken away, has experienced the double blow of family changes and the betrayal of his first love in the past few months, and has become decadent and depressed.

Therefore, for this beautiful squad leader with snowy skin and big eyes, Lin Xiao has always been grateful before he was taken away.

"Squad leader Tu, what are your instructions?"

Looking at Tu Muxi, who walked in front of him, the corners of Lin Xiao's mouth turned up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

In recent months, it was the first time Tu Muxi had seen a smile on Lin Xiao's face, and after she was slightly stunned, she said crisply:

"Lin Xiao, it's your fault to sleep in class, and Teacher Zhao criticizes you for your own good...... Listen to me, after school today, you go to Teacher Zhao's office to apologize to her...... Teacher Zhao is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, as long as you sincerely apologize, she will definitely forgive you......"

Tu Muxi's voice was delicate and sweet, and when she spoke, she looked at Lin Xiao with a pair of beautiful and charming eyes, with a little concern and a little anger in her eyes.

In her mind, Lin Xiao has a weak personality and is not bad in nature, and the reason why he dared to provoke Teacher Zhao in class was probably because he had some nightmare when he was sleeping, and he was suddenly awakened by Teacher Zhao, and he subconsciously made a reaction.

But no matter what, Lin Xiao offended Teacher Zhao this time, if the school leaders knew, the consequences would be very serious, so Tu Muxi persuaded Lin Xiao to apologize to Teacher Qin, maybe things would take a turn for the better.

"Tu Da class leader, thank you for your concern."

Listening to Tu Muxi's delicate and sweet voice, looking at her picturesque and delicate face close at hand, and smelling the faint body fragrance on her body, even Lin Xiao, who had read countless beauties in his previous life, couldn't help but feel a few light beats for it.

But then, Lin Xiao's brows furrowed, and then his left hand reached out like lightning, grabbing Tu Muxi's right hand.

Her skin was smooth and soft, and she grasped it in her hands like she was grasping the finest satin.

"What are you doing!"

Tu Muxi was stunned, wanting to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't, his cheeks flushed with two touches of redness, and his jade teeth bit his bright red lip, glaring at Lin Xiao with some shame.

"Don't move, I'm checking your pulse."

As he spoke, Lin Xiao quickly stretched out two fingers and put them on the inside of Tu Muxi's wrist.

"Pulse?"

"Hmm."

In just a few seconds, Lin Xiao had already confirmed that his judgment was correct.

"Class Leader Tu, have you often felt uncomfortable recently? For example...... Does your head hurt a lot? ”

Lin Xiao stared at Tu Muxi, with a bit of pity in his eyes, and asked softly.

"How do you know?"

Tu Muxi blinked a pair of bright big eyes, and there was some surprise in her expression.

Her words are also equivalent to admitting that she has frequent headaches.

"Listen to me, go to the hospital after school and get your head checked."

"Check your head?"

Tu Muxi was stunned, then seemed to understand something, pulled back his palm vigorously, stomped his feet and said, "Okay, Lin Xiao, people are kind enough to persuade you, you actually said that people are sick...... Bah, you're sick! You're insane! ”

Lin Xiao smiled bitterly and said, "Squad leader Tu, you are really sick......

"Cut, I just haven't slept well in the last few days, so I'm a little uncomfortable...... Lin Xiao, you curse me for being sick, I don't want to pay attention to you! Good bye! ”

Tu Muxi raised her slender jade hand, swept a lock of silky hair from her sideburns behind her ear, leaving Lin Xiao with a white eye, turned around and walked away as light as a swallow.

"Kindly reminded, but didn't listen...... It's a pity that I'm no different from an ordinary person now, and although I can diagnose your condition, I can't help you heal it. Supervisor ...... Ask for your own blessings! ”

Looking at Tu Muxi's slender figure as he walked away, Lin Xiao shook his head with regret on his face.

The current Lin Xiao, although he has no vitality and no divine sense, has entered the Tao as a doctor in his previous life, treated countless patients, has seen all diseases, and has extremely rich experience, and has truly reached the supreme realm of accurately judging the patient's illness with the four methods of "looking, hearing, asking, and cutting".

It was also through the four methods of "looking, hearing, asking, and cutting" that Lin Xiao concluded that Tu Muxi was very likely to have a brain tumor.

Although I don't know whether Tu Muxi's brain tumor is benign or malignant, it is very important to have this disease, and if it is not diagnosed and treated in time, it may be life-threatening at any time.

It's just that he kindly reminded him, but he was misunderstood by Tu Muxi, and Lin Xiao felt very helpless.

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"Foggy?" Zhao Kun finished the last stroke, put down the brush, and was about to pick up the box and take a closer look, but the brush that was put aside suddenly burned by itself. "Huh?"

He frowned, then placed one hand flat on the box he had just finished drawing, palm down, slightly flattened, and in an instant, a mist rose into the air......

It was a gloomy mansion, standing alone among piles of decaying brick walls. A gauzy mist swirls around the dilapidated atrium, filling the shadows with a few dark patches of color. In the large atrium stands a brick stage. Much of the stage has long since turned into rubble. The fences on all sides also collapsed on three sides, and a fluff of unknown wild grass grew wildly in the gap.

However, in the middle of the stage, it looks like it has been newly built, and the marks of the newly polished stone bricks are very obvious. Two lanterns hung on the two corners of the stage, and the lanterns were attached with green yarn, and two gloomy blue lights sprinkled through the lanterns on the desolate stage. Under the light stood a man, a slender woman. She wore a terrifying mask, a huge oval mask that covered her mouth, and a black robe wrapped the woman nervously.

The woman was muttering something in her mouth, a tune that could easily cause physiological rejection, and at first glance it made people's hairs stand on end. To the rhythm, the woman stamps her feet, dangles her mask, and twists her waist in a disgusting way.

The Faceless Man stood silently under the stage, and he was the only audience member in the entire atrium, staring intently at the stage, enjoying the performance that belonged to him alone. The sickly melody swirled around him in fear, and the woman's distorted posture became more and more hideous, and she selflessly performed all the abominations, sorrow, resentment, jealousy, hatred, and unspeakable fear, as if there was only this atrium, this stage, these two people, and this seemingly never-ending song, like a never-ending captivity...... (To be continued.) )