Yan Qishan saw the abscess behind Zhang Hua, and his legs swung in fright, and when he heard Qin Liuxi say something in the face, his cheeks twitched, and the corners of his lips moved.

"This, how can this ......" Wen Fulin was so frightened that he almost fainted.

Seeing them like this, Zhang Hua couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart, and said, "Lady, what's wrong?" What's wrong with my poisonous sores? ”

Wen Jinshu's fingertips were trembling, but he couldn't say a word.

"Mirror, take the mirror."

Zhang Hua saw that they didn't move, so he simply got out of bed by himself, came to the bronze mirror and turned his head to look, his expression was terrified, his thin and sunken face immediately collapsed, and he swept the bronze mirror to the ground, and shouted a little crazy: "How can this be?" ”

The big poisonous sore, which was already festering, is now filled with pus and swollen, which is nothing, the poisonous sore has flare-up violently, and it is far more serious than that.

But what makes people feel frightened is not that the poisonous sores are sepsis, but that a sarcoma has formed on the wound, and the flesh bump presents a human face, with complete facial features, and the mouth is still open and closed, as if it has two fangs.

Is this still called a poisonous sore, a bad disease?

Wen Fulin, a Confucian who had read the books of sages and sages, did not dare to swear that it was just a trivial disease.

It's ridiculous, how can there be a vicious disease in this world that is caused by poisonous sores growing on people's faces?

"Young and young Lord, what is the name of his evil disease? Just two days ago, it was not like this, how can it be changed to evil. Wen Fulin looked at Qin Liuxi, the only calm and unchanged face in the audience, and moved closer to her side submindedly.

Although this child is young, in the face of such a terrible poisonous sore, he is still calm and calm, and this heart alone makes many people feel ashamed.

Yan Qishan came back to his senses, and also walked to Qin Liuxi's side and asked, "Is he doing evil?" ”

Wen Fulin listened, he was angry, Yan Conghe was stupid, what kind of bastard thing is this?

Qin Liuxi looked at Zhang Hua, who was already a little broken, and said, "Ghost face sores, it is reasonable to say that it is evil. ”

Wen Fulin: "? ”

His face sank.

Yan Qishan felt that his face was a little painful.

Sure enough, it didn't feel like a good thing to feel tight before, but sure enough, I was really hit in the face by her, and it hurt a lot.

He didn't think Qin Liuxi was talking nonsense, first, he was very clear about her ability, she took him through places like Yin Road, what else couldn't you see?

Moreover, he has not never seen such poisonous sores, but whose poisonous sores will grow into human faces?

He is the only one.

Not to mention that he is a scholar who has read books and seen the world, ordinary people are afraid that they will have to make a few noises about whether this person has done something to damage yin morality, otherwise how could such a terrifying thing grow?

Ghost face sores, hearing this name feels extremely terrifying.

Wen Jinshu finally calmed Zhang Hua, and when he heard Qin Liuxi's words, he was also very unhappy, and said, "Ghost face sore, what is it?" ”

Qin Liuxi looked at Zhang Hua and said, "Zhang Ju should know in his heart, whose face is this." ”

Zhang Hua's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were a little dodgy, and he said to Wen Jinshu: "Lady, I'm a little dizzy, I want to rest, let's ask other doctors to see it tomorrow, I'm sorry Mr. Yan." ”

Evicted customers and refused Qin Liuxi's diagnosis and treatment, isn't this a lack of heart?

Yan Qishan looked at his old friend and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

Wen Fulin's brows furrowed, and he looked between Zhang Hua and Qin Liuxi.

Wen Jinshu has been cultivated as a man since he was a child, watching Zhang Hua chase away guests, his heart sank slightly, and then he looked at Qin Liuxi, and said: "Shaoguan Lord, please also make it clear that my husband just suddenly had a bad disease, but you spoke evil words, what is evil?" ”

"The person who died unjustly is angry, and he will seek revenge from the person who caused him to die unjustly, and there are many ways to retaliate, such as planting resentment on the other party and using the other party's body to nourish the soul, like now. This sores have existed for a long time, but from the appearance to the present, after a long time, it has grown up little by little, Zhang Juren is promising, and vegetarian, this body has naturally become a good place to nourish the soul, until this soul resentment becomes stronger, and it also grows a human face. Qin Liuxi said indifferently: "How long does Zhang Juren's sores exist, Wen Niangzi should understand." ”

Wen Jinshu's heart was beating wildly.

How long it has existed, of course she knows, she saw it when she got married, and it was only the size of a small bean at that time, because it didn't hurt or itch, Zhang Hua didn't care.

But the beans, getting bigger and bigger year by year, have been drinking some decoction that is tempered by fire, but it is useless, until a while ago, this poisonous sore emitted a pus smell They panicked, and they found countless doctors but could not heal.

Now Qin Liuxi said, it's not a simple poisonous sore, what kind of ghost face sore, seeking revenge from the soul?

"Ridiculous!" Wen Fulin was the first to question: "Zi Bu is silent, strange and confused, what kind of unjust death is not unjust, this is simply fantasy and nonsense." ”

Here it comes, the temper of an old friend, it is late, but it will come.

Yan Qishan's head was buzzing, and he tugged at Wen Fulin's sleeve.

"What are you bullying me for? Lao Yan, I believe you asked you to bring someone over to see my uncle, but what did you listen to her? What soul-nourishing, what grievances, nonsense! Wen Fulin flicked his sleeves angrily.

Yan Qishan's face darkened, and he said, "Didn't I also hear that your uncle has not been cured for a long time, and it happened that Lord Shaoguan was passing by here, so he kindly invited her here?" Why are you talking like this, you forgot what I said before? ”

"Forget, forget! I knew she was talking nonsense. Wen Fulin said angrily.

Yan Qishan also has a temper: "You are unreasonable, we don't have to say anything." Don't look at the Lord, let's go, it won't be cured anyway. After a pause, he said: "An old friend, I also want to remind you, since the Lord Shaoguan said so, it must be his problem, ordinary doctors definitely can't see this ghost face sore, you should find a monk and Taoist priest as soon as possible to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts, hum!" ”

He pulled Qin Liuxi and was about to go out.

Qin Liuxi said: "Mr. Yan is right, ordinary doctors can't cure this ghost sore, if you want to cure it, you have to invite a Taoist monk, he is not a bad disease, it is revenge of the soul." Zhang Juren, there is reincarnation in the way of heaven, whatever you have done, it will be registered on the merit book, whether you report it or not, just look at the time, the ghost face sores have grown teeth, and then he will definitely gnaw your flesh, then life is better than death. If I were you, I would honestly go back to Zhang's house to ask for atonement for my sins, otherwise ......"

Zhang Hua is a murderer.

Who killed it, it was shown on his back, such a immature face, combined with his kidnapping incident back then, nine times out of ten it was his brother-in-law.

After Qin Liuxi finished speaking, he walked out.

Walking to the door, she looked at Yan Qishan, who hurriedly raised his hand: "Face, I'll hit it myself." ”

Syllable.

What humility, phew, is a sanctimonious hypocrite, he is blind!

There is a saying, believe in science, ghost sores are clinically called lupus erythematosus, fantasy is counted, cough cough cough~

(End of chapter)