Hearing this, I chuckled in my heart, and raised my hand to touch the three veins of my left hand.

This disease came too suddenly, and it was indeed a bit evil.

But the pulse is normal, Zhang Chi is powerful, not like an evil at all, let alone sick.

Traditional Chinese medicine says that "the initial illness comes from the tongue, and the long-term illness comes from the pulse", is it possible that I have just got sick and can't show it on the pulse?

What's going on here?

When Uncle Cheng saw that I was awake, he hurriedly brought me a bowl of hot porridge and fed it to me.

Just two mouthfuls of belly, the chest suddenly stagnated, like a stone blocked, I couldn't swallow it, and I couldn't spit it out.

This taste, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

Uncle Cheng looked at me so uncomfortable, and trotted to invite the barefoot doctor.

This time, the doctor brought a blood pressure monitor and a stethoscope.

After taking my blood pressure, he lifted my clothes to listen to my heartbeat.

"Oops......"

He exclaimed, "You ...... this"

The latter words were forcibly held back by him.

I looked down at my chest and saw a handprint appear in my heart at some point!

The handprint is pale black, and it is the palm of an adult man, with the fingers spread widely.

It looked like someone had wiped a hand of pot ash and pressed it on my chest.

"What the hell is going on?" Uncle Cheng asked in surprise, and picked up a wet towel and wiped it.

But the handprint was like a tattoo on my skin, and I couldn't erase it no matter how much I wiped it.

Not only that, but after seeing the water, the handprints became clearer.

It's like a demonstration.

The five-clawed golden dragon scratched its head: "It's really weird, this can't be a ghost handprint, right?" When was it printed? Why didn't I hear any movement? ”

The barefoot doctor, as if he knew something, turned behind me, lifted the back of my garment, and gasped after a single glance.

Uncle Cheng also turned around with him, looked at my back, and exclaimed, "What...... Why do you have a back? What the hell is this? ”

The barefoot doctor rolled up the stethoscope, sighed, and said to Uncle Cheng: "He's not sick, I can't cure it, you better go find a master to take a look at him." ”

After that, raise your legs and go out.

Where could his actions escape the eyes of the five-clawed golden dragon?

The five-clawed golden dragon stepped to the door with an arrow, blocking his way, and said in a loud voice: "We are masters, and we don't see anything famous." Do you know this black handprint? What the hell is this? It's never too late to leave. ”

Uncle Cheng was also anxious, grabbed the doctor's sleeve, and said, "Old Deng, if you know, tell us, we also know it." ”

The doctor shook his head repeatedly: "It's not that I don't say it, but I don't know what it is." ”

"Then how do you know this isn't sick? Still need to find a master to see? "Uncle Cheng doesn't give up.

The doctor saw that he couldn't say no, so he had to bow his head and say: "I have a relative who is an old Chinese medicine doctor, and I heard him say that he once treated a patient, who was unwell all over his body and looked like he had some serious illness, but after various examinations, all the indicators were normal, and he couldn't find anything wrong at all." My relative said that on the man's chest and back, there were two symmetrical handprints, which were gray at first, but then became black day by day, and when the handprints were as black as ink, the person was gone. ”

At that time, he thought it was very strange, and guessed that the patient might have provoked the gods and ghosts, and he should go to someone who has the right way to see."

After listening to the doctor, Uncle Cheng's face changed, and he couldn't stop muttering: "What can I do about this?" What to do......"

Seeing this, the doctor shook his head and said, "So, while the handprints on his body have not turned black, you should quickly find someone who knows how to do it." ”

After saying that, he pulled open the five-clawed golden dragon blocking the door and left.

As soon as he left with his front foot, the five-clawed golden dragon hurriedly asked me, "Changsheng, when did this handprint come to you?" Don't you feel it? ”

"After we came back last night, I didn't have it when I took a shower, I should have appeared when I was asleep."

I pondered for a moment, and answered it uncertainly.

"How is this possible? We've been sleeping together, and something has broken in, and I didn't even notice it? ”

The five-clawed golden dragon touched its face, a little suspicious.

I didn't say anything more, but I kept thinking to myself, what the hell could this thing be?

Could it be that we crashed into something terrible last night when we went into the mountains?

Then, it couldn't get angry and gave me such a hand?

Uncle Cheng was already panicked, and kept muttering in his mouth: "If you provoke ghosts and gods, there must be a way to crack it, you are both cultivators, you both understand this, hurry up and think about how to crack it......"

Looking at his anxious appearance, my heart was hot, and I forced a smile on my face: "Uncle Cheng, it's okay, maybe I'll just sleep again." ”

"What's good? I didn't listen to what Lao Deng just said, when the handprint turns inky black, you will die. ”

Concern is chaos, this is not false at all.

Then, he was silent for a while, and suddenly he slapped his thigh: "Changsheng, you must have familiar peers, hurry up and ask them, they may know." ”

This is a wake-up call for me.

Acquaintances with peers......

Yes, I can ask Li Di's uncle, he has a lot of knowledge and should know how to crack it.

It's really not good, I'll go into the remnant pill again and go to Shen Luozhong, he will know.

This god wants my life, how can it be so easy?

Wait for me to find out the person behind him, so that he can't eat and walk around.

Danzhong has been practicing for more than a year, and the mobile phone has long been shut down in arrears, but fortunately, it can still be turned on.

I flipped out Li Di's phone and called it on a landline.

The phone was connected, and Li Di's long-lost voice came to my ears.

I called her, and there was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then I said happily: "Changsheng, is that you?" ”

"It's me, it's me, I'm out." I was also a little excited, "Are you all okay?" ”

Li Di said: "It's all good, Changsheng, what's wrong with you?" How can you be weak? Is something wrong? ”

I have a lot of things I want to say to Li Di, but now is obviously not the time: "I'm in Daotian Village now, I have encountered some trouble, and I can't solve it, I want to ask your uncle, is he there?" ”

Li Di said that she was not with her uncle now, asked me what trouble I was in, and asked me to tell her to help figure out a way together.

I briefly explained what happened, and Li Di was silent for half a minute before he said, "You wait, I'll go to my uncle and call you later." ”

After waiting for more than an hour, the phone rang.

Picking it up, Uncle Li Di's deep voice came out of the earpiece.

I was sure that it was me who answered the phone, and Uncle Li Di didn't grind anymore and went straight to the point.

"What happened to you is not a devil or a sneaky mess, but someone is doing you bad behind your back. This is an evil method called 'bad hands'......"