Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Demon Bell

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The old man of the Luozhou coffin shop, he is a Gu master. Those white dots just now...... By the way, after condensing into a ball, it is the little ghost that Dong Junqin saw when he first came to Luozhou to steal corpse oil.

This Gu Master won't come here for no reason. Dong Junqin boldly guessed that Ah Lu brought him here, or that Ah Lu invited him here.

Did Alu come or not?

Dong Junqin's whole heart is now on the old man. What the hell was going on with that fire? Did that student lie? What were the other adults going to do? He didn't have time to wonder for a while.

Dong Junqin got up with a cold face, trying to find an excuse to go out. But the one on the bed grabbed him and said, "Doctor Dong, my foot is ......."

Dong Junqin looked at Xiahou Zheng with his eyes asking for his opinion. Xiahou Zheng didn't expect Dong Junqin to react like this, and his mouth softened for a while: "Doctor Dong, it is not easy for students to study in the Imperial Medical Department, please try your best to treat it." ”

Dong Junqin: "Lord Xiahou, it's not that the younger generation is unwilling to contribute. It's just that according to his age and cultivation, it will take about a year to cure this foot. ”

When the student heard that it would take another year, he hurriedly said, "Didn't you say that you could go to the ground the next day?"

Dong Junqin: "That's your thigh." The femur is broken, the flesh is broken, and this kind of bone and blood reconstruction only requires my spiritual power to speed up your healing. But your feet are to regenerate limbs, and my spiritual power will help you make a silhouette at most, and you have to rely on yourself to grow up. Your spiritual power is relatively low, almost a year. And to grow a foot again, the pain is not comparable to bone reconstruction. ”

The student hesitated: "Really......"

Although no one wants to have a cripple in their body. However, if you are unfortunately disabled, not everyone can bear the pain of repair. Even if he can endure physical torture, he can only stay in bed and can't sleep when he sees other classmates eating, drinking, and studying as usual.

Of course, he can proudly say that he is willing to take on everything, just for a sound foot. However, Dong Junqin has met too many people who give up halfway. Crying and shouting that it's okay to grow up to this point, you don't have to go back to normal.

Dong Junqin: "That's it, you rest today, and when you decide, tell me about regeneration." Now that our family's herbs to be investigated have been burned, I guess we will often report to the Imperial Doctor's Department during this time, right, Lord Shangshu?"

Xiahou Zheng snorted and gave Lord Lu another look.

Lord Lu turned sideways and motioned to take the three members of the Dong family out to breathe.

Dong Junqin left the West Courtyard and returned to the front hall with Dong's father and Uncle Zhang. Lord Lu wanted to ask something, but was called away by the students below.

With this gap, Dong Junqin pretended to go to the toilet and took the opportunity to quietly walk back to the warehouse. After looking around, I couldn't find the old man, and then walked to the back garden pond. The eyes of the sky swept away, and sure enough, a squatting person was found in the grass on the south side of the pond.

Dong Junqin walked over softly and met his eyes. It seems that this old man knew early on that Dong Junqin would come to him.

Now the old man's intention is still uncertain, Dong Junqin cautiously greeted him: "Senior, why are you here?"

The old man looked at him, then bowed his head and went on with what he was doing. After he had put away the small basket of imps, he got up and asked, "Is it you!

Dong Junqin: "This matter is indeed done by the younger generation. But there is a reason for it, it is really helpless, and I ask my seniors for forgiveness. ”

The old man snorted: "That's a nice thing to say...... That's it, anyway, I got it back from that girl. ”

Hearing the old man's words, Dong Junqin hurriedly took a step closer: "Senior, the girl you are talking about, is it ......?"

Old man: "Yes, it's the girl who stole my corpse oil with you." ”

Dong Junqin: "Where is she? Is she here with you? Is she okay? Is she hurt?"

Geezer:......

Dong Junqin realized that he had asked too much at once, and immediately apologized.

The old man shook his head: "What kind of hard-working mandarin ducks are you? One of you is too busy to take care of yourself and asks me for help, and the other doesn't care about anything and asks if there is anything wrong......

Dong Junqin: "She ......"

Old man: "She's fine, but she was chased and killed and slightly injured." Now hiding in my house. A few of my little ghosts were coaxed into obedience by her, and those Taoist priests couldn't find her for a while. Be at ease. ”

Dong Junqin: "That's good. ”

The old man shook his head, and then knocked Dong Junqin: "What is good, why are you saving that person! When the girl begged me, she said that she was afraid that you would be framed." It's good for you, I'll help you get rid of the villain, but you yourself repay the grievances with virtue?"

Dong Junqin smiled: "After all, it is a human life, why did the predecessor say this?"

The old man knocked again: "Even if that kid is burned to death, he will bring it on himself, and he deserves it." ”

It turned out that the old man had infiltrated the Imperial Doctor's Department the day before yesterday at the request of Ah Lawyer, and pretended to be a worker to investigate near the warehouse. To this day, he saw the student sneaking into the storeroom and didn't know what he was doing.

The old man thought he was sneaky, and asked the little ghost to lure him back to the storehouse to find out what he was doing. Who knew that there was a nest of rats hiding in this storehouse. They felt the yin aura of the little ghost, and they ran out of the nest in fright, and fell right on the student's head.

The student was frightened, knocked over the lantern in his hand, and set fire to his own shirt.

When he was putting out the fire, he tripped over a rat on the ground, and happened to fall on the seven-petal leaf of the heavy grass hall. That's what led to a fire.

Dong Junqin: "But according to the predecessors, the fire was in Hai, and it was not long after Hai when the Tai Medical Department discovered the fire. So, the fire is so big in the dripping? That's too fast, isn't it? The seven-petaled leaves are grass, but they are not so flammable. ”

When the old man heard this, he said twice: "That girl said, your family's seven-petal leaves have been smoked with corpse oil, right?"

Dong Junqin nodded: "Is it because of corpse oil? Corpse oil is flammable, but it won't cause a fire." ”

The old man shook his head: "The fire is not because of corpse oil, you look at this." ”

There was a small insect in the palm of the old man's hand, Dong Junqin took a closer look, and it looked similar to a ladybug, which was different from the one in his field.

The old man said: "This is a corpse-eating Gu, who likes the dead, loves corpse oil more, and loves burnt meat." They were dropped on the seven-petaled leaf by the kid. However, he probably didn't know that this kind of Gu worm had a characteristic, which was to fuel combustion. No matter how small Mars is, as long as you put a corpse eating Gu, you can instantly cover a big tree. You have no less than dozens of seven-petal leaves, think about it, will it burn like this in an instant?"

Dong Junqin frowned: "What ......did he do with the corpse eating Gu?"

But soon Dong Junqin understood. It's still the same question at the beginning. Some people guessed that Chongcaotang had smoked corpse oil on the seven-petal leaves. Raising a corpse Gu is to confirm this conjecture.

Once verified, when the time comes, as Dong's father said, it will attract the great crime of exterminating the royal family by secretly killing the royal family.

Dong Junqin closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Chenyang really wants to kill his Dong family? Even if he is used by demons, can't his past friendships bring back a trace of his sanity?

Seeing his painful face, the old man said with relief: "You don't have to worry so much, isn't this just here to help you solve the problem?"

Dong Junqin couldn't cry or laugh, he wasn't worried about this, anyway, now that the seven-petal leaves have been burned out, it doesn't matter what Gu worms he put in.

However, the old man's conscientious attitude is still grateful: "Thank you seniors for your help." After the completion of the matter, it will be a heavy gift. ”

When the old man heard the heavy money, he rolled his eyes: "I'm not a copper-smelling profiteer like you. ”

Don't want money? Dong Junqin was surprised: "Senior, junior has no intention of offending, but I heard that seniors have always used money to do things, could it be that the girl has already paid?" I remember that she has no money on her." ”

The old man tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Taking money to do things is just a general statement." What do I want so much money for? I am raising ghosts and Gu worms, not raising wives and children. ”

Dong Junqin: ......

"But the girl did pay for it. After all, I collect money first and then do things. The old man said as he took something out of his pocket.

Dong Junqin took a closer look through the moonlight and saw that it was Ah Lu's cone thorn.

Dong Junqin was puzzled, is this thing valuable? This old man would come from Luozhou to the capital to help him for such a thing that he doesn't know what to do?

The old man knew at a glance that Dong Junqin didn't understand this thing, and out of the responsibility of the elders to teach the younger ones, the old man told him: "You think it's useless because you don't know how to use it yourself." It's amazing. ”

The old man rubbed the cone thorn and looked satisfied: "Have you ever heard the Yin Soldier borrow the Tao One?"

Dong Junqin nodded.

The old man's fingers moved, and the cone spun flew up: "In our place, the so-called Yin soldiers are all Yuan Soul Spirits without sanity, and if you want to control the Yin Soldiers, you need a magic weapon. ”

The old man pointed to the cone: "Exorcism bell!"