Merry ghost doctor

After Uncle Liu finished telling the story, Zhang Xiaofan also bowed his head and remained silent. He secretly thought that this so-called Taoist Yuzhen might be that mysterious person, that is, the master who rescued Fan Weihua.But he was still puzzled. It stands to reason that Fan Weihua's hidden disease was set by himself. According to common sense, the root medicine can be cured. Why is it that this Taoist Yuzhen can save him? Could it be that there is such a strange person? exist?

Zhang Xiaofan accepted the Qingshuang Sword with doubts, Uncle Liu and Shi Qiang also left together, the store still needed someone to take care of them, and they couldn't stay for too long.

The number of patients in Shangdetang is increasing day by day. In the case of overcrowded large hospitals, the newly opened medical center in the ancient street has become a topic that people talk about.Accurate diagnosis, rapid curative effect, many stubborn diseases of more than ten years are cured within a few days to more than ten days, even going to the hospital for reexamination is considered inconceivable.

After watching all the waiting patients, Zhang Xiaofan remembered the story Uncle Liu just told when he was eating, and he was absent-mindedly looking at the dishes on the table while holding the meal.

"What are you thinking, can you be distracted even after eating?" Yan Jing and him are getting acquainted now, and their words are not as stiff as before. [

Zhang Xiaofan said: "It's nothing, there is just one thing that I can't figure out what went wrong..."

Zhang Xiaotang ate so much that his mouth was dripping with oil, he was whistling, and he said vaguely: "If you can't think of it, don't think about it. Why do you spend so much effort? Anyway, you don't have to worry about food and clothing now. It's okay to earn more and less." The same..." He swallowed the food in his mouth, grinned happily and said, "It's great to be like me, keeping a shop and counting money every day, much better than when I was in Zhongzhou."

Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes at him, and reprimanded: "If I told you what I told you, your kid is still guarding the three-acre field in the Liyuan, selling dogs on the street every day to cheat money."

Zhang Xiaotang scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a sneer, "I'm just making an analogy." He didn't seem to want to bring up those disgraceful days in the past, anyway, he is now a multi-millionaire, and he doesn't have the old face to be dug out of history. Put it on the ground.He hurriedly changed the subject and said: "Speaking of which, Donghai Ancient Street is really a good place. The market is much bigger than Zhongzhou. People sell everything. Two days ago, someone came to make a cliché, asking if they would accept it or not. The ancient corpse, my hairs stood on end when I heard it, and I just kicked that bastard out, I really thought I was collecting rags..."

Yan Jing and Lan Lan were disgusted, and said in unison: "Stop talking, it's so scary."

However, the speaker is interested in the listener, and the sentence about ancient corpse just now flashed through his mind like a flash of light, almost making Zhang Xiaofan jump up.His eyes lit up, and he slapped the desk and said, "That's right! Why didn't I think that if a newly dead body is transformed into a corpse with a secret method, even if it dies ten thousand times, it will still be able to move freely..." But on second thought , Shisha and zombies are species of the same root and origin. If this is true, then the last time Ning Meiyi saw Fan Weihua, it should not be daytime, but night.During the day, the yang energy is strong, and those corpses and ghosts cannot withstand such a great force, and it is inevitable to dissipate.If this is the case, it would not be Fan Weihua himself who appeared in the East China Sea, but a veritable walking dead,

His words were more exaggerated than Zhang Xiaotang's, and both Yan Jing and Lan Lan shivered in fright, and stayed there without moving.

Zhang Xiaofan apologized, dropped the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and walked aside to contact Ning Meiyi to clarify.

Sure enough, Ning Meiyi confirmed Zhang Xiaofan's conjecture by stating that it was around eight o'clock in the evening.

Congealing corpses into evil spirits has existed since ancient times, that is, artificially creating zombies to achieve the purpose of being indestructible.At that time, all the goals were to win the war. If there was a corpse that could defy swords and arrows and move freely, it would have a devastating blow to the enemy's will.

But anything that violates the common sense of heaven and earth will surely suffer disaster.As early as the Later Jin Dynasty, this secret method had been lost, and people have been interested in it for more than a thousand years.Since Taoist Yuzhen can put scales into the body of a living person, his medical skills are already at the pinnacle, so why did he turn Fan Weihua into a corpse?That's why it doesn't make sense...

Zhang Xiaofan walked back and forth in the small courtyard, thinking to himself that Yang Dashan's strength needless to say, his strong body of two meters tall is scary to see, and it is reasonable for the mysterious man to turn him into a half-human, half-corpse monster middle.However, Fan Weihua is just a lustful person, whether he can beat a woman or not is a matter of opinion. It takes time and effort to make a corpse out of this shit, even if it is refined, it is not very good.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, denying what he had just thought, but felt that there was always an indescribable weirdness, like a very reasonable idea, lacking a central idea.

Xiao Bing, Yang Dashan and others looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what he was doing mysteriously, but Zhang Xiaotang was very open-minded.The relationship between Shi Qiang and Zhang Xiaotang is very good. Early in the morning, Shi Qiang revealed to him what happened yesterday. He was really jealous for a while when he saw so many ghost weapons, but he was quickly frightened by the thrilling battle last night. He spit and tightened the ghost-shaping stick around his waist, and he no longer misses these yellow and white things. He still wants to live a good life by pointing to his one-acre three-point field.

Zhang Xiaofan thought about it for a while, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Xiaotang, you just mentioned looking for you to sell antiques... that person, can you still find him?"

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaotang held the rice with his mouth in his mouth, looked at the other party with blinking eyes, and nodded blankly.

"Very good, you will contact him after dinner and buy the guy in his hand."

"Pfft..." After Zhang Xiaotang heard this, he sprayed rice all over Michael's face, almost choking him to death.

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On the rugged national road, Zhang Xiaotang drove his car like crazy, the music was deafening, and the j version of fairy tales full of foul language made people want to jump out of the car and run away.

Zhang Xiaofan really couldn't stand his bad taste, so he pulled out his phone and threw it out of the car, "You can't listen to normal music, it's not music at this time, it's just voice."

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"That's the genuine one, the only genuine one I bought for more than a dozen dollars..." Zhang Xiaotang glanced at him with resentful eyes, but in desperation he could only turn on the radio. "By the way, why do you think about spending money to buy ancient corpses? I remember that you are not very interested in these things, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan leaned on the chair, enjoyed a moment of relief, and said: "I am not interested in ancient corpses, but I want to confirm one thing, that is, whether Fan Weihua is really dead or continues to live. According to my test, the probability of his death is very high." It is too high, and she should have died more than ten days ago. However, the scene that Meiyi saw in the Mid-Levels Mansion cannot be explained, and the only way is to find out the truth." With a dignified expression, he said: "Whether you are on the opposite side or an enemy of life and death, Taoist Yuzhen's medical skills are beyond my reach. If I can turn this ancient corpse into a corpse with my current medical skills and Taoism , then the other party can also succeed a little bit, and this is enough to know the truth."

"For me, it doesn't make any difference whether the certificate is confirmed or not. Even if you know whether Fan Weihua is dead or not, so what good will it do us?" Zhang Xiaotang has been confused about this matter, and he is very entangled in his heart.

"You can't say that, you have to understand everything. Fan Weihua once wanted to abolish me in Zhongzhou, so I vowed to put him to death. There is no consideration at all." Zhang Xiaofan straightened his face and said, "If he didn't Death, my plan to deal with the Fan family needs to be revised. There are many things involved, and the distribution of benefits is too complicated... But it is this dead person, why did Taoist Yuzhen make him a corpse? Do you have any idea? never thought about?"

Hearing these words, Zhang Xiaotang was a little puzzled, after thinking about it for a while, he shook his head to express his ignorance.

"Fan Weihua is a typical waste. He can't eat, drink, prostitute or gamble. When he was studying abroad, he was full of big horses. He would be out of breath when walking up a few flights of stairs. If you were a Taoist of Yuzhen, you would choose such a kind. To be a corpse?"

Zhang Xiaotang still shook his head, anyone who is not a fool knows how to choose.

Zhang Xiaofan frowned slightly, tapped his knees with his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Since Taoist Yuzhen has a normal mind and masters superb medical skills and extraordinary spells, his purpose is a bit puzzling, at least not as expected. So simple. Moreover, I have always wanted to break through my own medical skills, but the object of my painstaking practice, if this ancient corpse is well preserved, it is perfect for practice."

His words were like the cold wind blowing from hell, scaring Zhang Xiaotang until his scalp went numb, all the goosebumps on his neck stood up, his heart couldn't help beating, his brother couldn't be stimulated by something, and wanted to play some heavy tricks Bar?