In a daze, I fell asleep again, and when I opened my eyes again, it was already dark, and Huang Feng was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a thread-bound book in his hand, reading it seriously.

"Awake?"

Seeing me open my eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in Huang Feng's eyes.

I opened my mouth, still feeling dry.

"You can rest assured that you are here to recuperate, I will help you deal with the troubles outside, and you don't have to worry about medical expenses!"

Huang Feng put down the book and said lightly.

I nodded, and looked at the room out of the corner of my eye.

I was given a different ward, and the decoration of this ward was very luxurious, with sofas, refrigerators, and TVs, more like a nursing home than like a ward.

"I know you're curious, I don't understand why I'm helping you!"

Huang Feng continued: "The reason is very simple, I want to make a deal with you! ”

I didn't make a sound, just stared at Huang Feng.

"What deal aside, you take care of your illness first, there are some words, I say, you listen!"

"After going through so much, you should know that this world is far more complicated than you imagined, and it is more exciting than you imagined, the five techniques of Xuanmen - mountain, medicine, life, physiognomy, and divination!"

Huang Feng stretched out five fingers, and withdrew one finger when he said one, "Among the five techniques, I won't say much about the fate of the doctor, let's just talk about the mountain technique, all the techniques that cultivate the body and spirit through eating bait, building a foundation, Xuandian, boxing, charms and other methods can be called a mountain."

For example, the Horse Immortal is through the way of possession by the immortal family to temper the body and spirit of the disciples, which belongs to the mountain art.

Another example is Miao Jiang's Gu, which is cultivated by cultivating Gu worms, which belongs to the mountain technique.

There is also Gong Fengnian's blood sacrifice evil method and soul cultivation technique, which is also a mountain technique.

Whether it is the Fa-rectification or the evil arts, as long as they can be cultivated, they can all be attributed to the mountain arts. ”

"Soul Cultivation?"

Hearing this, I couldn't help it, but I still asked.

Before, in the villa, the old man in Tang costume said that Gong Fengnian had cast a soul cultivation technique on his daughter, but Gong Fengnian did not deny it.

"Huh!"

The corners of Huang Feng's mouth pulled out a touch of sarcasm, and said, "You want to ask me, what did Gong Fengnian do to Gong Wanting, right?" ”

I nodded eagerly.

"Do you know why Liu Meiqin found out that the blood sacrifice failed and withdrew directly without a trace of nostalgia?"

Huang Feng asked.

"It's because of the soul cultivation technique that Gong Fengnian divided his soul into a wisp and planted it on the child in Gong Wanting's belly, once the blood sacrifice fails, he can be resurrected in another way!"

Without waiting for me to answer, Huang Feng gave the answer.

"What?"

I exclaimed.

"Don't worry!"

Huang Feng soothed: "You still have time, as long as you find Gong Wanting within three months, everything can still be saved, and your child will still be your child!" ”

Hearing this, I stared at Huang Feng, Huang Feng's face remained unchanged, and he looked at me lightly.

"What do you want to make a deal with me?"

After half a ring, I compromised.

Huang Feng told me this, in fact, in essence, there is no difference between Gong Fengnian.

Gong Fengnian used Grandpa's death to hang me, while Huang Feng used Wanting's child in her belly.

Huang Feng said that he didn't care if I made a deal with him, but he actually cared very much, otherwise, he wouldn't take the initiative to mention the soul cultivation technique.

His meaning is very simple, if I make a deal with him, he will help me find Wanting and save the child in Wanting Tin's belly, if I don't make this deal, he will naturally not help me.

I don't dare to bet on Wanting and the child, because I know that what he said is not far from ten, this kind of thing, Gong Fengnian did it.

"Look at this!"

Seeing that I was soft, Huang Feng took out his mobile phone, called up a document, opened it, and put the mobile phone screen in front of my eyes.

What appeared to me were three photographs, the first of which was a decaying village.

The second is a picture of a woman hanging herself from the gate, facing the house, her eyes bulging outwards and a weird smile hanging from the corner of her mouth.

The third is a coffin, which is placed in the hall, and an old lady in a shroud lies inside.

Below the photo, there is an introduction to the village.

This village is called Gushan Village, a total of 32 households, and there are still 42 people in the village, each household is on average, a little more than one person, and basically they are all old people.

The woman who hanged herself was Jiang Guihua, forty-eight years old, and the man was working outside.

The old man in the coffin is called Zhou Mei, who lives alone, is 73 years old, and his children are all working in the city.

The reason for the hanging was not written, and the cause of the old man's death was not written.

The village is located in the easternmost part of Binshi, about 150 kilometers away from the city.

After reading the information, I looked at Huang Feng puzzled, not understanding what he meant.

"You go to the mountain village and find someone for me!"

Huang Feng said lightly.

"Looking for whom?" I looked at him puzzled.

"This man!"

Huang Feng brought up another photo, which was a man facing the gloom.

There is a brief introduction below, the man's name is Zhang Zhaoguang, forty-two years old, two leathermen!

"Two cobblers?"

Seeing this introduction, I was stunned, but I didn't expect Huang Feng to ask me to find a colleague.

"That's right! It's very simple for you to find him and bring him back to me. Huang Feng said.

"Why me?" I asked.

"Why you?"

Huang Feng smiled and asked, "Do you know what attracts them the most for a second-leatherman?" ”

"Needlework!"

I blurted out.

After so many years of following my grandfather, I know very well how much a good second leatherman cherishes his needlework.

Unfortunately, I have yin needles and evil needles, these two kinds of needles, not to mention the second leather maker, even other peers who eat yin food will also covet it.

"Why me?"

But I reacted immediately, I was seriously injured, these two kinds of needles are not on my body, looking at Huang Feng's expression, the yin needle and the evil needle must be in his hand.

In that case, he could have gone somebody else, so why did it have to be me?

Huang Feng suddenly chuckled and said with a strange expression: "You haven't felt anything change in your body, have you?" ”