Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

However, the good news brought by Yuan Ping did not relax A Yishi's frowning eyebrows.

After he was silent for a moment, he asked a question that was beyond Yuan Ping's expectation:

"If... someone can see things that don't exist in this world, is this... considered a disease? Is there any medicine that can cure it? Can it be eliminated?"

Yuanping was stunned by Ayishi's question, and he paused for a moment without being able to speak.After all, in his opinion, this issue is really confusing.

What kind of problem is this?
Anyway, no matter what the problem is...

These are not questions that a serious doctor like him should answer.

But A Yishi's bright eyes fell on him, and the old host was also looking at him with hopeful eyes, which made Bu Yuanping unable to speak.

After a moment of pause, Yuanping thought about his words and said: "This... this kind of disease, the young monk has never heard of it. The book says that there are all kinds of strange diseases in the world, including soul-leaving syndrome, etc. But the young monk has never heard of it. I’ve heard of this… this mysterious symptom.”

When Yuan Ping looked up at the lost A Yi, his heart couldn't help but ripples. He couldn't help but comfort him: "There are other famous doctors in the world, maybe some of whom I have seen. The donor can look for other experts."

In fact, he just wanted to say that his doctor is not a goddess... This kind of thing is obviously not a disease...

I only heard that the witch doctors, shamans, and other people who pretended to be gods and ghosts in the southern barbarian land claimed to have these miraculous things.

But Yuanping was still very kind and didn't say anything.

as big as World, nothing is nonexistent.

Maybe there is a cure for this disease in some remote place, or somewhere further away?

There are as many illnesses as a monkey's hair in the world, and Yuanping is not sure that he can fully understand and fully cure them. In this case, he can't guarantee Ayishi.

Even so, Yuanping still said this gently.

A Yishi silently nodded to Yuan Ping, then took Yuan Ping's place, standing on the edge of the bed and looking at Jiang Sile on the bed, his eyes full of tenderness.

Yuanping wanted to say something else, but he had never heard of this symptom before, and it was hard to say anything else.

He carried the medicine box and walked out of the quiet room.When passing by the old host Yuanli, Yuanli nodded to him, which calmed his mind.

After Yuan Ping left, Yuan Li asked, "But... the 'situation' from last time happened again?"

All three of them knew exactly which situation it was.

At this time, Yuanyi's face was almost pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, making him shiver.

Although Yuanyi knew that there were some words that should not be spoken at this time today, he still couldn't help but murmured: "Could it be...Senior brother! Is the female ghost in the candle..."

At this point, Yuanyi suddenly shut up, took a breath, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, almost hitting the cabinet next to her.

But everyone in the room understood what he meant.

Jiang Sile's former soliloquy, and the strangely burned out candle...

This had to make them think of the same place in their minds strangely - the female ghost who could only be seen by lighting the candle. Now... the candle is burned out, does it also mean...

she……

That indescribable monster that they couldn't see originally, now...has it...has it...come out of the candle?

..."Junior brother, don't talk nonsense!"

Yuan Li said quickly and sternly. He almost gritted his teeth before saying this. Sweat already appeared on his forehead.

While he was speaking, the old monk Yuanli did not forget to look at Ayi, who was sitting blankly beside the bed like a wooden figure, for fear that he would become angry and do something to his junior brother who said something wrong. .

But it seemed that beyond Yuan Li's expectation, A Yishi was very calm at this time.

He seemed not to have heard Yuan Yi's rude words, and stared blankly at the sleeping Jiang Sile.

"Donor, don't panic, junior brother...junior brother is just talking nonsense..."

Having said this, Yuan Li had a flash of inspiration, seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly opened his mouth to speak.

"Looking at the noble man's appearance, he seems to be suffering from hysteria. You should also ask an expert to check the noble man as soon as possible. Maybe there is a way to save him. Qingyang Temple will chant sutras and pray for the noble man all month long, in order to wish the noble man good health and good health as soon as possible. recover……"

As he said the perfect gift, he recited the name of the Buddha in his mouth, with a look of compassion on his face.

But this also means that he, or in other words, Buddhism has no cure for this symptom.

Yuan Li was confused. If he had been a few years younger, he might still insist on showing off the rituals of Qingyang Temple to the nobles, and try his best to exorcise evil spirits.

Now that he had seen the magic with his own eyes, he no longer had any courage to pretend.

Yuan Li just wanted to get rid of this trouble and the unknown female ghost.

But A Yishi was not as good as Yuan Li. He said sharply, his voice was like a sharp sword, stabbing Yuan Li fiercely.

"Isn't this candle from your temple? How can I not find a solution?"

"No news at all?"

"Are you just going to watch... with your eyes open..."

A Yishi clenched his fists, feeling angry in his heart. He knew he shouldn't be angry with Yuan Li, but he couldn't control the panic and fear in his heart.

He didn't want to lose his happiness...again...again.

"This……"

Yuan Li's mouth felt bitter and he said nothing. Finally he sighed and said:

"Please ask the donor to ask the master again..."

After saying that, Yuanli Yuanyi sat around and recited blessing scriptures plausibly, making the quiet room feel a little more Zen.

Ayi, on the other hand, remained motionless, staring at Jiang Sile silently.

His tall body is like a straight tree trunk. He has taken root here and turned into a watchful tree, waiting for Jiang Sile to wake up again.

As the two old monks chanted scriptures, the sun rose higher and higher.In addition to the sound of reciting scriptures in the whole room, there was only the sound of A Yishi occasionally wiping the sweat from the unconscious Jiang Sile's forehead.
When the sun has gradually set, the brilliant and beautiful sunset gathers beautifully in the sky, like a legendary and brilliant picture, exuding its own brilliance and charm, attracting tourists and people on their way home. Everyone stopped to watch.

But there are also people who have no time to take care of these beautiful scenery and are busy indoors with their thoughts.

Maybe it was because of the wonderful and beautiful fate, maybe it was because the glorious sunset awakened her. In short, Jiang Sile once again woke up from the darkness that made people fearful, but also made people addicted.