Xiuxian Supreme in the city

Chapter 7
Ms. Yang, who lives in Apartment No. 708, Jing'an District, Qingyun Street, has been at a loss recently.

My son Xiaohua was originally a well-behaved and sensible little fat man. On the night when he came back from the spring outing with his classmates half a month ago, he had a serious illness and had a severe fever all night. Later, thank God, his temperature dropped, but he left behind many puzzling sequelae.

At first, it was just dull eyes and easy distraction. Gradually, symptoms such as confusion and strange behavior appeared. In the past two days, even the physical characteristics have undergone some terrible changes, and the whole person has become haggard. Let her do this. Mother's heart ached.

Ms. Yang wiped her tears all day long. The hospital's diagnosis was sudden intermittent brain damage and amnesia, coupled with endocrine disorders of unknown origin, suspected to be hereditary.

But her son, Ms. Yang, knows better than anyone else that Xiaohua's health is first-class among children of the same age every time he has a physical examination in the past two years. How could it be possible for him to be so seriously ill all of a sudden?

Furthermore, the husband and wife did not have any genetic risk during the premarital examination. The speculation about genetic diseases is really hard to believe.

But what really made Ms. Yang deeply doubt the doctor's diagnosis was what she had seen, heard and experienced in the past few days.

Since that night half a month ago, her son Xiaohua has never been normal again. Even in the middle of the night every day, Ms. Yang herself will have some inexplicable auditory hallucinations. Whoosh smirk.

It was a creepy dream, but it was real!
What's worse is that six days ago, his son Xiaohua's originally thick and vigorous hair grew thick white hairs. At first, it was just an isolated phenomenon, but in just four or five days, the child's head was covered with white hairs. The white hair, which was as dazzling as silver needles, had already sparsely occupied a large part of the hairline. At the same time, the originally healthy and shiny black hair appeared an unprecedented withered and yellow phenomenon.

Faced with this sudden and terrible change, Ms. Yang was not only heartbroken, but also had an inexplicable fear!
In her eyes, her son was like a thriving young tree that suddenly began to wither rapidly. All the signs were terrifying and ridiculous!
When this idea came up, Ms. Yang, who had never believed in ghosts and gods, gritted her teeth and finally started to invest money in special channels. In the past two days, all "fairies" from all walks of life have worshiped, all kinds of ghosts and snake gods, Taoist priests, and relatives. Teachers, witches, etc. also changed seven or eight one after another.

Now a few vacancies have been specially vacated in the hall, enshrining Buddha statues, Taoist statues, even yakshas, ​​and ghost mothers. Yellow symbols are pasted on the door beams, and gossip is hung behind the door. They also made a special trip to Wuyun Mountain, the most famous In the Qingfeng Temple, I begged for a pair of yin and yang fish and came back, hanging around my son Xiaohua's neck.

But all of this... was useless!

Except for spending a lot of money, and the inexplicable addition of a lot of props from various gods at home, nothing can be changed.

Her son Xiaohua's symptoms were still deteriorating, and Ms. Yang was exhausted.

But she couldn't give up. Her husband was away on a long business trip abroad. She didn't even dare to tell him the matter. She could only swallow her tears silently. I made an appointment with a capable person, and I hope that the other person will come over quickly to show my child.

In fact, she knew in her heart that this kind of people are almost all charlatans, except for talking a bunch of vague and obscure words to fool people, selling a bunch of messy things for huge profits, and there is no practical effect. Several "masters" ", after receiving the money, contact me again after a few hours, your phone has been blacklisted by the other party.

Ms. Yang just picked that person because the other person boasted that "if it doesn't work, it won't charge money."

This is exactly what Ms. Yang values.

She doesn't care about spending more money, but she is afraid of being cheated again. Her son Xiaohua's condition can no longer afford it. Not only the white hair like silver needles is growing fast, but he hasn't had a drop of water all day today, and his lips are cracked. She has already booked a flight in four hours, and if it fails, she decides to take her child to the International Hospital in Beijing.

But with Xiaohua's current physical condition, whether he can make it to the capital...

Ms. Yang burst into tears, suddenly desperate!
She felt that she must be crazy to believe in those ghosts and miss the precious time when her son could seek help from legitimate channels.

Ding Dong!

She was crying and was about to pack her luggage when suddenly the doorbell rang outside.

Although she didn't dare to raise her hopes anymore, Ms. Yang hurried out to open the door when she heard the sound.

But at the door of this apartment, Ye Liushang frowned: "There is really a problem..."

At first, I thought it was just the mentality of the hostess. After all, Ye Liushang had been keenly aware that there was an invisible sense of righteousness in this big city, but he didn't expect that this first order of business would be Then I ran into the tricky.

creak~~~
"Sir, please come in!"

The door opened, the hostess's eyes were red and swollen, the tears were still wet on her face, and Ye Liushang was taken aback by her haggard and gloomy expression.

His mother's physical problems are also very serious now, and this situation inevitably makes Ye Liushang feel a little inexplicable.

He followed the hostess into the room calmly, and as soon as he entered the hall, he took the first step. Before the hostess could speak, he had already strode towards the side sleeper next to the balcony.

Perhaps it was because Liushangyan in his previous life didn't like ink smears in front of trouble, but now that he needs to make a move, Ye Liushang doesn't hesitate.

Ms. Yang was stunned, she didn't react for a long time, and then her body trembled slightly.

The "experts" who contacted me a few times before, all shook their heads around the room after they came, or wandered around the room with mischievous eyes, and some even took out compasses, and even used computer software to calculate various incomprehensible things there.

Only this young gentleman rushed to the room as soon as he came in, and pointed directly at his son's room.

There are four bedrooms in the house, did I just say something?
Ms. Yang suddenly became short of breath, her heart was beating violently, and she hurriedly followed.

At this time, Ye Liushang had already pushed the door open and entered the room. As soon as he entered the room, he saw the little fat man with black and white hair, dark circles on his face, biting his fingers and trembling on the small wooden bed.

The little boy looked about eleven or twelve years old, but at this moment he looked like a little mouse abandoned in a cold gutter. He was very cold and afraid of the glare from the window, and the brilliance in his pupils was dimming little by little.

"Xiaohua!!" When Ms. Yang entered the room, she burst into tears and burst into tears. She screamed fiercely and wanted to rush to hug her son. Her heart was bleeding, and she didn't see her for a while. Xiaohua had deteriorated to such an extent. And so on.

But she was gently stopped by a hand.

Before she lost control and went crazy, Ye Liushang sighed softly and said: "I came in time, he will be fine!"

Hearing this sentence, Ms. Yang was stunned, as if a drowning person suddenly grabbed a straw in despair, and immediately she wanted to cry and beg this person, but that person's footsteps flickered, Sitting on the head of the bed, it seemed as if he saw a fast-moving scene in a trance.

"A foreign object left a drop of blood-devouring curse on his body. This kind of evil spirit first grinds the human's energy, then seizes the living person's blood marrow, and then eats the soul. It is divided into two stages: congealing curse and urging curse. It only takes ten days to kill a person."

"If you lose energy, you will be seriously ill, and you will lose your blood marrow, so your vitality will wither and your hair will grow white, and your soul will be damaged, so you will be afraid of light and cold. Your son's bones are still good, and he was full of energy before the accident, so he survived. Up to now, however, if it is delayed by an hour or two, I am afraid that my life will be in danger..."

Ye Liushang spoke slowly, a cluster of blue flames sprang up from his fingertips, and a magic spell was melted out of thin air, sinking into the fat man's eyebrows.

Hiss~~~ In the next second, wisps of red smoke steamed from the little boy's nostrils and teeth, and those evil spirits disappeared without a trace with a wave of Ye Liushang's hand.

Gradually, the gloom on the little boy's face faded away, his pupils opened slightly, with a little luster.

"Mom, I'm so cold and tired these days..." His chapped lips squirmed twice, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Xiaohua!" Ms. Yang covered her mouth, woke up from the stupefaction and shock, wept with joy, threw herself on the bedside and hugged her son, thanking this little gentleman constantly, "Thank you, thank you for your kindness, Thanks……"

"The evil has been eradicated, let's take it easy." Ye Liushang got up and was about to leave, perhaps because he was a newcomer, he even forgot his purpose of coming here.

"Sir, wait a minute, I haven't paid you yet, how much do you charge at a time?" Although Ms. Yang was already a little out of control, she hurriedly got up to say hello.

"3000." Ye Liushang was embarrassed, and casually quoted a price. According to the little beauty before, the price depends on the time spent, the materials paid, the employer's asset level, and the employer's face. , Under the same conditions, if the employer shows obvious gratitude and satisfaction, he can charge two to three percent more.

Ye Liushang was not being polite, he added a few hundred yuan more than the original price.

But in the end, Ms. Yang paid him a whole stack of unopened small red bricks.

1 yuan!

Obviously, in the rich experience of the little beauty, there is still a lack of experience called giving charcoal in the snow and being grateful.

……

Ye Liushang walked into the elevator contentedly with the first banknote he got.

A new beginning and the harvest of money brought a wonderful sense of satisfaction to Liu Shangyan, who was once all-powerful.

"Ding dong!" But at this moment, the mobile phone came to WeChat again.

But this time it was not a business, but an emergency pop-up window sent by a netizen named "Princess Rain".

"Hey! Are you dead? If necessary, this girl can call the police for you. Don't be embarrassed. If you are arrested and disciplined for a few months at most, it is much better than bleeding. If you need it, please deduct 1. If you don't need to deduct 2, if you don't It’s too late to deduct the number, so let go of your voice and shout for help!”

——Princess Rain
(End of this chapter)