Liu Lao?

I stood up suddenly, grabbed Xu Tiannan by the collar, and asked him angrily:

"You're in a group?"

Xu Tiannan's expression was very helpless, his mouth was still bleeding, and it seemed that the stitches on his mouth had been torn off.

"What the hell are you doing?"

I frowned and scolded.

He sighed and spoke eloquently.

It turned out that after Xu Tiannan came to the provincial capital, he was controlled by that strange man.

From his mouth it was learned.

The man's name was Zhang Ning, and he was the descendant of One Yuan.

The so-called one yuan, like the five elements, eight trigrams and nine palaces, is the means of metaphysical masters.

I was still saying before that there are very few heirs of one yuan and two yi, but before I left the provincial capital, I met this very powerful heir.

Zhang Ning and Xu Tiannan both belonged to the Metaphysics Association before, because the former had wantonly stolen the mastery of other masters, and after those people found out, he didn't pretend anymore and directly killed these people one by one.

The subject of that nightmare is the soul of those metaphysical masters.

It's also why Nightmares are so powerful.

Later, after the factory incident twenty-five years ago, the nightmare was completely formed!

Lei Wu's eyes lit up suddenly.

"You mean, the reason why the abandoned factory had an accident was because of Zhang Ning?"

Xu Tiannan nodded.

"Only a large number of dead souls can nourish the souls of those metaphysical masters, don't look at my Five Ghost Stitching Technique to absorb nightmares, it is only a small part of that evil one."

As he spoke, a mountain dragon appeared in front of us again.

Revuton and I were on the alert.

From the body of this mountain dragon, I feel that it is unprecedentedly powerful!

Even more powerful than Qinghe at his peak.

This shows how powerful the real nightmare subject is.

I also understand why the nightmare haunted us during that time.

It is estimated that it was because Gus was planted in our hands that it also attracted Zhang Ning's attention.

"Wait, do you want to send this young man to me for healing first?"

The old man abruptly interrupted our conversation.

I looked down and saw that Huang Ping had passed out.

Without further ado, I ran to the old man's hut with Huang Ping on my back.

It was a cold winter night outside, and there was no warmth in the house, but it was very warm.

It's as if the yang energy is very strong.

There is also a potted plant on the windowsill with a small willow tree planted on it.

In this season, it is not easy for willows to survive.

I even suspect it's plastic.

"He doesn't have that soul in his body now, so he doesn't have to be afraid of yang energy."

The old man picked up a bag of dry tobacco and smoked it.

At this time, I could clearly feel the temperature in the room starting to rise.

This old thing doesn't smoke cigarettes!

It's horn!

Smoke this ghost-nourishing spice as a cigarette?

It's really hardcore!

At the same time, I also noticed that this room is not ordinary.

"Facing south, the doors and windows are facing west. Nayang spits out yin, and ghosts do not invade. ”

This so-called Liu Lao knocked on the cigarette pouch, nodded and said:

"It is worthy of being a descendant of the Huang family, and he really has a study of the Feng Shui Bureau."

I waved my hand and said:

"As long as Liu Lao can save Huang Ping, he will go to the soup and fight the fire in the next wish!"

"I can save it, but it's a little difficult."

Speaking of difficulty, I also scratched my ears and cheeks.

Huang Ping's soul is gone, and it is indeed difficult to save his life and make him a thinking person at the same time.

But Lei Wu was a layman, and he immediately thought that Liu Lao was talking about that kind of person.

He pulled out a bank card.

"Is this difficult? There are half a million in it! ”

500,000 is estimated to be all his savings.

I rolled my eyes, and Liu Lao didn't even bother with him.

Xu Tiannan said helplessly:

"Liu Lao really doesn't lack your money, take it back, don't be embarrassed here."

Lei Wu glared.

"Do you have a part in talking? Don't forget, you also have human lives on you, and you can't run away today. ”

didn't think about it, but Xu Tiannan was stunned.

"What kind of life did Lao Tzu carry on his body?"

"Li Yan, and that Boss Zhang Qianzhang!"

"Fart! Lao Tzu didn't touch them! The death of the two of them has nothing to do with me! ”

"It's all this time, and you're still hard-mouthed? All the evidence points to you! ”

Lei Wu snorted coldly, and the handcuffs had already been taken out.

However, when I heard Xu Tiannan's objections, I suddenly had a feeling of doubt.

With Xu Tiannan's character, he is definitely not the kind of person who dares to do but dare not admit it.

And if he really did it, he could have taken the opportunity to escape.

I won't help Liu Lao speak.

Lei Wu sneered and said:

"Even if there is no direct evidence that you killed someone, then you have been threatening the safety of Master Xiao Huang! I could have charged you with attempted murder as well! ”

"You're a bloody squirt!"

The two of them were arguing, but Liu Lao on the side was very impatient.

"Can't save people? If you don't save people, get out! It's noisy and I have a headache! ”

I glared at both of them, and hurriedly said:

"Save! I also hope that Liu Lao can do his best to save my friend, no matter how difficult it is, I will give it a try. ”

Liu Lao had already finished smoking a bag of cigarettes.

He pulled out the horn from it, and then cut the finger-length wicker from the potted plant next to him.

I could clearly see the distress in his eyes.

Then, he crushed the wicker into powder, combined it with horn incense, and smeared it on Huang Ping's nostrils.

"His soul is gone, according to the original standard, he won't live to be forty years old, look at his bone age this year is already thirty-eight years old, right?"

I nodded.

Huang Ping may have been a fool for the first twenty years, and he has not experienced the dangers of the world, so he seems relatively young.

If you count from the genealogy, he is from my uncle's generation.

Liu Lao whispered a soft "um".

"He was supposed to die, but he was pulled back alive by you, there used to be two kinds of living souls in his body, the most recent one is also the most powerful, the two are symbiotic, do you understand what I mean?"

"A Dream of Huangliang" has clouds:

"Man and soul live, when the dead do not die, when the living do not live. If the soul is separated from the living, the dead die, and the living die. ”

To put it simply, Qinghe has renewed Huang Ping's life.

The two of them are in a symbiotic situation.

can make Huang Ping live past forty years old, and he can even die of old age smoothly, but the side effect is that after Qinghe leaves, Huang Ping will die immediately, and even the only two souls left are gone.

Liu Lao pointed to Huang Ping's nose and said:

"I sealed it up for the time being, so that the ghosts of this cemetery could give it a new life, but each ghost could only last for one day, and more days would be a disservice to my friends."

Huang Ping's current state is different from ordinary people.

To put it bluntly, it is a living corpse with its own thoughts!