Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 30 The arrogant Feng Quan

"Don't worry, you will definitely not be short of the promised reward." Zhang Qian rolled up his sleeves, "Do you want to lie down or stand? I recommend lying down. You will be beaten down in a while anyway."

Hearing that he was about to be beaten again, Feng showed a queasy look on his face and said with some hesitation: "Is there any way to avoid being beaten? The injury I suffered last time didn't heal. Now I'm covered in bruises and bruises."

Zhang Qian paused and said helplessly: "Do you think I have a sadism and deliberately used the excuse of treatment to punish you?"

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Han again, "What about you? You are my first patient after all. You should believe me."

long silence...

"Say it." Zhang Qian promised again, "I don't hold grudges, so I just want to listen to your opinions."

"Then we talked about it." Feng Quan and Zhang Han looked at each other, and finally nodded in unison, "Yes."

The two of them had never heard of anyone curing diseases by beating people. Even if they needed to use supernatural power, wouldn't it be okay to directly inject it into the body?

Zhang Qian held his forehead and sighed. He didn't bother to argue. He pulled out a stool and invited: "Come on, I won't hit you this time. You will know after you try it yourself."

"You promised not to hit me..." Feng Quan sat down dubiously and reminded, "Don't act like me, don't reduce the treatment effect just to save face."

Zhang Qiandao: "Don't worry, I still have this level of morality. And believe it or not, you will beg me to beat you later."

Feng Quan shook his head decisively and said: "It's impossible. I'm not a masochist. As long as you are willing to help, I will definitely not want to be beaten."

"Haha, you'll know in a moment." Zhang Qian smiled and stopped talking.

The mysterious smile made Feng Quan a little uneasy, but he still forced himself to calm down, closed his eyes and waited for Zhang Qian's treatment.

It was clear that the ghost mist had been taken back by Feng Quan, but the surrounding mist was still tinged with a hint of coldness.

Because at this moment, Feng Quan's body was filled with wisps of smoke, a bit like a lit mosquito coil, but it was just ghost mist coming out.

Zhang Qian concentrated his mind, and the light gray Qi slowly climbed up the palm of his hand, forming a protective film on the body surface.

He put a palm mark on Feng Quan's back, but this time he didn't use any force, he just pressed against it.

The ghost mist melted silently, and the true energy entered Feng Quan's body smoothly.

The suppressive power from the ghost hand is activated, and the frequency of the mist surging slowly decreases...

"It worked, Guiwu has been suppressed!" Feng Quan opened his eyes in surprise, his joy beyond words.

But is it really useful?

Ghosts are immortal, and the dissipated mist is just a derivative of the ghost mist's resurrection.

Before Feng Quan could be happy for too long, Guiwu's counterattack suddenly struck.

A huge cloud of mist gushes out of Feng Quan's mouth and nose, and the joy on his face suddenly turns to horror, "What the hell?"

Guiwu seemed to be provoked, and more and more supernatural powers emerged from their slumber, and their speed even exceeded Zhang Qian's suppression speed.

So in order to suppress this powerful supernatural force, Zhenqi naturally used more power.

Then the ghost mist also revived more...

As you came and went, Feng Quan's body became a battlefield for them to see each other. Some places were fine one second, turned into fog the next, and then changed back immediately.

After a course of treatment, the ghost's recovery level increased instead of decreasing. The surrounding fog was eroded by the ghost fog and became gray and thick again.With his life at stake, Feng Quan hurriedly begged for mercy: "Brother Qian, please take back your magical powers."

Zhang Qian naturally would not refuse, so he took back his true energy and took away his palm.

However, Li Gui would not listen to Feng Quan's words, and turned Feng Quan's body into a humidifier with full firepower, spraying ghost mist out hissingly.

"Help, Brother Qian!" Feng Quan shouted hurriedly. He had lost control of his body and couldn't even lie down and take a breath.

When he opened his mouth, his teeth seemed to fall off and turn into mist.

"Hit me, please!"

"You still don't believe it after I told you..." Zhang Qian said helplessly, "Hold it, what could have been done with a few punches, now I don't know how much effort will be wasted."

After half an hour.

Feng Quan grinned and lay on the ground, showing a relieved smile.

Although his fists were particularly heavy today, he no longer dared to express his opinions. A bruised nose and swollen face would be much better than being transformed into a ghost mist.

Zhang Han swallowed his saliva, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.

After calming down for a moment, Feng Quan still couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, "What the hell is this? Do evil ghosts also accept the hard but not the soft?"

He was sure that Zhang Qian had nothing to hide, but why was it effective to add suppressive force with fists, but not only to suppress suppressive force?

"Because the recovery of a ghost follows a curve. As a ghost controller, don't you know that? The closer you are to recovery, the faster the ghost will recover and the stronger its ability will be."

"And the invasion of true energy is one of the causes of recovery. Although true energy can suppress the ghost at first, there will inevitably be a stronger backlash."

Feng Quan thought for a while, and it seemed like this was true, "Does this have anything to do with ghosts being afraid of fists?"

"Are you beaten stupid by me?" Zhang Qian glanced at Feng Quan with some worry, "What the ghost is afraid of is not the fist, but the discontinuous invasion. When the invasion continues, it will revive to resist the invasion, but if you find What's the point of recovering if you can't achieve the goal of counterattack?"

Fierce ghosts have no desire for revenge. If they hit and run, they will not pursue them for revenge.

"I understand, this ghost is really a bit of a fool." Feng Quan said, "If you slap it on the body, it won't react. It will only resist if you insert a knife into it."

Zhang Han also didn't expect that suppressing the recovery of Li Gui would actually work this way. He widened his eyes and said, "Isn't this bullying an honest person?"

"Do you want to discuss human rights with Li Gui?" Zhang Qian dragged Feng Quan up from the ground and stuffed him into the back seat. "This treatment is a reward, but the last time was not. When will the ghost pay you what you owe?"

Feng Quan was also a little embarrassed when he heard this. It wasn't that he wanted to be a bad guy, but that there were really very few ghosts who could be caught and traded.

"Most of the supernatural events are quite hidden. Often the ghosts have already disappeared by the time the ghost master discovers them." Then he changed the topic and assured, "But I am currently investigating a supernatural event. I believe it won't be long before the ghosts can be found." Find traces of ghosts.”

"Well, come on, just don't overturn the car."

Feng Quan said with confidence: "No, I am also one of the first batch of ghost controllers at the headquarters. I am definitely not comparable to ordinary ghost controllers."

Zhang Han asked curiously: "So you are confident in solving an unknown supernatural incident? Didn't you say that unknown supernatural beings are the most terrifying charm?"

"No." Feng Quan said confidently, "In a supernatural incident where most ghost masters would be killed instantly, I can at least hold on until Zhang Qian comes to save me."

(End of this chapter)