Send a WeChat to the spirit world

Chapter 104
Hearing this, Xiao Fan was silent for a while on the phone and then said honestly: "I have something to do with Mr. Jing right now. Mr. Jing invited me to his house tonight. Maybe I won't go to your place tonight."

"Oh." Xu Xuanxuan replied with some disappointment, but hung up the phone without saying anything.

"Miss Xu called?" Jing Lao who was standing aside looked at Xiao Fan's embarrassed look and asked guessingly.

"En." Xiao Fan nodded.

Jing Lao naturally saw a trace of embarrassment on Xiao Fan's face, and joked Xiao Fan with a smile: "You are young, it is normal to have so many such things. I was just like you when I was young, let alone A genius like Mr. Xiao is more attractive to girls."

"Mr. Jing was joking." Xiao Fan blushed, and didn't know how to answer for a while;

Mr. Jing is a dedicated doctor, so he will not go home until it's time to get off work; so he asked Xiao Fan to wait for him in the office for a while.

But there were still a few hours until [-]:[-] pm, Xiao Fan couldn't sit still, he found a reason and left first, went outside to get some air, and came back to meet Mr. Jing when the time came.

"Buzz."

Walking out of the outpatient building of the hospital, the mobile phone in Xiao Fan's trousers pocket vibrated again. He opened it and saw that it was a WeChat message from Brother Hungry Ghost.

"Boy, didn't you notice that the mask on the masked man's head looks familiar?" asked Brother Hungry Ghost.

Xiao Fan was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously thinking that it must be familiar, the ghost-masked man he met in Nanhu before also wore a mask with fangs like this.

But then I thought about it, when I met the ghost-masked man that time, the phone happened to be off, so the starving ghost probably didn't see it.Xiao Fan felt something strange and asked:
"Brother, have you seen this mask before?"

"You have seen it too, don't you remember the woman who was bewitched by the ghost-faced insect when you first contacted me." The starving ghost brother returned quickly.

With such a reminder from him, Xiao Fan suddenly realized that the appearance of the ghost-faced worm in his mind coincided with that of the ghost-faced man. Only then did he realize that the mask of the ghost-faced man was made after the ghost-faced worm? !
In other words, these people are the ones who want to harm Wang Jia.

It can also be said that this group of people is the one who killed his father back then, and now makes his father a walking dead? !Xiao Fan was shocked, looked left and right, quickly found an empty bench outside the hospital and sat down, and returned to the starving ghost seriously:
"Brother, my father may be involved in this matter. Do you know anything about this ghost-faced man?"

"I don't know." Brother Hungry Ghost replied very simply, and before Xiao Fan could ask him another message, he sent another message immediately after the previous one: "But about your father, after I contacted you, I did some research. You Father's soul doesn't seem to be absorbed into our spiritual world."

This can be found!Xiao Fan was startled, his hands holding the phone couldn't help trembling: "You, what do you mean by saying this, yes?"

"It was my elder brother who told me after he found out that your father may have been infected by ghost-faced insect Gu and his soul was devoured, but it probably hasn't dissipated. In other words, there is still a possibility of being rescued."

Brush it.Xiao Fan's whole body was trembling like thunder; if he had known that night, he would not have secretly let his father's body go!

Damn it!Just because the phone ran out of battery all night, I missed such an important thing!Father, can you save father?The more Xiao Fan thought about it, the more he felt a little unbelievable.

After thinking for a long time, he then asked the starved ghost: "Brother, what should I do now?"

"It's still the same sentence, to improve your ability; you must practice Taoism. I told you before that if you want to practice Taoism, you must get a century-old ginseng to improve the ancient martial arts." The starving ghost brother continued Back: "In addition, the opponent's water must be very deep. With your current ability, you must not be an opponent. Be careful. It is best not to provoke them rashly like today before your ability improves. It is not good for you."

"But, but my father..." Xiao Fan didn't know what to say, it would be fine if he didn't know, but he knew that his father might be brought back to life, how could he not be in a hurry.

"Xiao Fan, I know you are very impatient, but the starving ghost is right. With your current ability, it's not the time to provoke the other party. What you meet now is their little Luo Luo." Shu Yue also said Send a persuasive WeChat message to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan knew that neither Shu Yue nor the starving ghost had any reason to stop him from saving his father, so he persuaded him like this for his own good, he clenched his fist with his left hand, and then slowly released it with a sigh.

If it is said that before Xiao Fan raised his cultivation level, it was for survival; now his desire to improve his cultivation level is even stronger, but it is not because he is forced to have more energy, energy and blood in order to prolong his lifespan. The starving ghost exchanged, but to save his father.

Even if it's just a possibility that the starving ghost said.

"Tonight, I will get [-]-year-old ginseng, and then I will break through the current bottleneck according to the method on the exercise chart." Xiao Fan thought for a while and returned quickly.

"As long as you can break through your current bottleneck, then you can learn Taoist magic in the future, and you can also use Taoist magic to consult patients in the form of traditional Chinese medicine." The starving ghost returned.

"Okay!" Xiao Fan replied, putting away his phone; his originally relaxed state of mind became anxious because of a conversation; he stood up involuntarily, walking back and forth around the stone bench under him.

Time is such a thing, if you think it is enough, it is really like a year; if you think it is not enough, it is so fast that you may think that the clock may be broken.

This afternoon, Xiao Fan felt like a year had passed. When it arrived at [-]:[-], it was even more punctual than the second hand heading towards [-]:[-]. He stepped into Mr. Jing's office. Seeing that Xiao Fan was so impatient and embarrassed to procrastinate, he looked up at the clock, and while changing his white coat, he repeatedly apologized to Xiao Fan, and took him to his home.

With an identity like Jing Lao, Xiao Fan originally imagined that he would have to have a suite in the third and fourth rings of Jingbei City, the capital of China; but to Xiao Fan's surprise, Jing Lao's home is not in the urban area but in the suburbs. It's not Xu Xuanxuan's luxurious contiguous villas, but a courtyard house next to a small river.

The edge of the yard is full of all kinds of vegetables: cabbage, peas, green onions.

Xiao Fan followed Mr. Jing into the yard, and what came out of the shop was the scent of medicinal herbs, which made Xiao Fan feel as if he had traveled to ancient times and entered an old Chinese medicine doctor.

The courtyard is closed on all sides, called a courtyard; there is a large mulberry tree in the middle of the courtyard; and there are more than a dozen round baskets, large and small, filled with various dried medicinal materials.

The decoration in the yard is mainly made of traditional wood, with wooden stools, chairs, and tables; at first glance, there is no modern equipment.

"I made Mr. Xiao laugh, isn't it considered modest for Jing to say a poor house?" Jing Lao didn't feel embarrassed at all, but joked with himself with a smile.

Xiao Fan's face was serious, and he respected Mr. Jing. It was rumored that Mr. Jing had been clean all his life, and most of the money he got was donated to the Chinese Medicine Association for assistance; it seemed that the rumors were true.

There are still many things that Xiao Fan doesn't know, just before Jing Lao has always taken the bus to work, those juniors in the association really can't see it, so it's better to say that this is why Jing Lao is equipped with a car.

Don't look at Mr. Jing's life, which seems to be poor, but he is really happy.In this room, there are many thoughtful items sent by the juniors, which are not difficult at all, but add an indescribable elegance.

"Mr. Jing was joking, I have more than a little to learn from you." Xiao Fan waved his hand to Mr. Jing respectfully.Jing Lao smiled and said nothing, motioning Xiao Fan to sit down.

The two were sitting on the wooden chair under the big mulberry tree. When the breeze blew, the leaves of the big tree rustled softly, and the sun had just set, which made Xiao Fan feel inexplicably comfortable.

"Jing has always wanted such an opportunity to have a good talk with Mr. Xiao in a quiet place like mine." Jing Lao said with a smile.

Xiao Fan grinned and circled around: "Does Mr. Jing live alone?"

"The side room is the house of my apprentice Li Jian. After Li Jian is busy with the Chinese and Western Medicine Exchange Conference, I will ask him to clean up the other side of the room and let Shu Yue live in it. Since it is mine Students, you can’t stay with Ms. Xu all the time.” Jing Lao said with a smile, the conversation between the two started with some small pleasantries, and slowly got on the right track.

"Hey, Mr. Xiao, I remember hearing that you were not in good health when I was on the plane. Every time after acupuncture, you would always get dizzy or even sleep for a long time. Is it still like this now?" Jing Lao asked.

Xiao Fan thought for a while and nodded: "I have recuperated for a while, but I'm much better; it's just that I still feel lack of energy after each acupuncture."

"The barber can't cut his own hair, and the old Chinese doctor can't control his own pulse. The common saying is shallow, but it makes sense. I don't know if Mr. Xiao is willing to let Jing take a pulse and see the situation." Mr. Jing knew Xiao Xiao's pulse in his heart. Fan's medical skills are superior to his, but he still dares to say such words, which also represents Jing Lao's courage.

Also, if Mr. Jing wasn't such a generous person, I'm afraid his relationship with Xiao Fan would be different.Xiao Fan nodded, and stretched out his hand in front of Mr. Jing.

Elder Jing's right hand grasped Xiao Fan's wrist pulse, and he closed his eyes slightly; after looking at it for about a minute, he frowned slightly, and let out a slightly puzzled sound.

He opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Fan curiously.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Fan looked at Jing Lao's eyes looking at him, and his heart skipped a beat; but then he thought that although Jing Lao had superb medical skills, he was just an ordinary doctor, and he couldn't see anything more, and he didn't need it either. Worry.

"I think that Mr. Xiao's physique is peaceful and strong. His blood, color, veins, images, and internal organs are all normal, even different from ordinary people. It is probably due to the kung fu you have learned."

Xiao Fan was surprised by Mr. Jing's diagnosis.

"But" Jing Lao suddenly frowned at this point, and looked at Xiao Fan in confusion, "This breath is very abnormally weaker than ordinary people. This, it doesn't make sense in Chinese medicine."

(End of this chapter)