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Xu Mansion.

The atmosphere in the entire Xu Mansion was a bit solemn.

Xu Meng waited at the door. As soon as the car stopped, he quickly ran over and opened the door.

"What's wrong, uncle?" Chen Muyu asked hurriedly.

Xu Meng held Chen Muyu's hand and walked into the door, "Last week, my uncle went to Lianzhou to participate in an exchange meeting. After coming back, he often fell into coma. At first he could still be awake for a few hours a day, but he became more and more depressed in the past two days. It’s serious…”

Xu Meng spoke with a vibrato, obviously very worried.

"Have you been to the hospital?" Chen Muyu asked.

"I have seen it, but the cause of the disease has not been found. My uncle has always had a private doctor and a private nutritionist, and he has always been in good health. This time something suddenly went wrong. I think it is very strange..."

"Oh? What's weird?"

"It's only been a week, and my uncle's body has already lost weight. No matter how evil the disease is, it can't make a person lose weight like that in such a short period of time. Moreover, his body is very cold. I After holding his wrist, it felt like there was air seeping into my body. Fortunately, I had internal energy to protect my body and was able to drive away the cold air!"

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While talking, they had already arrived in the inner courtyard, and there were many people surrounding Xu Sihai's bedroom.

Many young members of the Xu family came, even the nephew Xu Chuan was there.

Seeing Chen Muyu, Xu Chuan also came up to say hello. This kid is now more mature than before and has no hostility towards Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu looked around and found that almost no one in the younger generation was as worried as Xu Meng, and there were not many in the older generation. There were even two circles playing mahjong in the living room.

It was as if they were just here for a party, and everyone was here to play, just waiting for the result.

Xu Chuan smiled bitterly and whispered, "I'm afraid all of them are waiting for my uncle to die so that we can divide the property!"

Chen Muyu smiled, "It's not their turn anyway!"

Xu Chuan shook his head, and Xu Meng pulled Chen Muyu, "Uncle is inside, Muyu, let's go in!"

Chen Muyu nodded, and Xu Chuan had already pushed the door open in front.

Xu Sifeng and another uncle were in the room, and the atmosphere was a bit depressing. Chen Muyu nodded and said hello.

Seeing Chen Muyu come in, Xu Sifeng stood up and moved out of his way, "Xiaoyu, come and take a look!"

Xu Sifeng also knew that Chen Muyu had some special abilities, and at this time, he also placed his hopes on this future son-in-law.

Chen Muyu came to the bedside, looked down, and his expression changed slightly.

There was a person lying on the bed, who was as skinny as a stick and had a very thin face. If Xu Meng hadn't said that this was her uncle, it would have been hard for him to believe that this was Xu Sihai.

Xu Sihai is quite tall, or a bit fat. Although he is old, he looks very imposing. He has been working hard in the business for a long time, so he naturally has an air of majesty.

But now, it was really difficult for Chen Muyu to connect the person lying on the bed with Xu Sihai.

His eyes were tightly closed, his breath was like a thread, and he was relying on a drip to stay alive. His throat kept churning, as if he would swallow the breath at any time.

How many days has it been? How could a normal person be tortured like this?

Chen Muyu immediately pulled out the system and scanned Xu Sihai's body.

Gradually, Chen Muyu's brows knitted together.

In the four seas of Xu Sihai, there was a mass of black energy hovering.

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Item: Wooden Infant Soul.

Introduction: The Yuanying condensed by the wood attribute demon cultivator, one of the five elements of Yin soul that was sacrificed by the strong, has no soul, and is an unconscious puppet. After losing the control of the main body, it instinctively relies on the human body...

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"How is it?" Xu Sifeng asked from the side.

Chen Muyu looked back and shook his head, "Xiaomeng, bring a bowl of hot water!"

"I go!"

Before Xu Meng could reply, Xu Chuan ran out in a hurry and came in with a bowl of hot water.

This kid is very active now.

Chen Muyu took out a Yang Yuan Dan and melted it into the water, "Here, help me lift uncle up..."

Xu Sifeng and the other uncle carefully helped Xu Sihai up, one on the left and the other on the right.

Chen Muyu tapped the acupuncture points on Xu Sihai's chest. Xu Sihai opened his mouth, and then Chen Muyu drank the water from the bowl for him.

Lay him down again.

"Xiaoyu, this medicine of yours..."

Xu Sifeng wanted to ask if this medicine was effective?

Chen Muyu waved his hand to stop him, grabbed Xu Sihai's hand, breathed in his true energy, helped him dissolve the power of the medicine, and sent it to his limbs.

It was indeed very cold.

As soon as Xu Sihai's hand came into contact, Chen Muyu felt a cold air coming in, but it was not enough to cause harm to him. Chen Muyu circulated his true energy slightly and devoured it.

The room was extremely quiet, and several people were staring closely at Xu Sihai on the bed.

I saw Xu Sihai's pale face gradually taking on a bit of vitality, and his breathing gradually became thicker and stronger.

Suddenly, everyone was happy.

Chen Muyu retracted his hand, Xu Sihai was no longer as angry as before.

"Xiaoyu?"

Xu Sifeng looked at Chen Muyu in surprise, this little guy is really capable.

Chen Muyu waved his hand, "Go out and talk!"

Xu Chuan stayed to take care of Xu Sihai, and Xu Sifeng followed Chen Muyu out of the room.

study.

"How's it going? Uncle, what's this disease?" Xu Meng asked impatiently.

Chen Muyu shook his head, "It's not a disease, he is trapped by evil things!"

"Evil thing?" Xu Sifeng was surprised.

Chen Muyu said, "This thing is called Mu Ying Po. It is the Nascent Soul of a Yuanying Realm monk. It was created after being sacrificed. I don't know how the uncle got it. Although this thing has no soul and no consciousness, he There is also an instinct, like a seed that sprouted in the uncle's body, treating the uncle's body as land and absorbing the essence of his flesh and blood. This is why the uncle suddenly lost so much weight..."

The father and daughter seemed to understand.

"Can it be cured?" Xu Sifeng was only concerned about this question.

Chen Muyu pondered for a moment, "The elixir I just gave him was just to replenish his vitality so that he would not be sucked to death by the soul, but in the end it only treated the symptoms and not the root cause..."

"It's good to treat the symptoms. Does that mean that as long as there are enough elixirs, we can..." Xu Meng asked.

Chen Muyu shook his head, "Theoretically, it's possible, but blindly feeding it with pills will only make the soul's appetite grow bigger and bigger. If it develops consciousness one day, it will be miserable!"

Xu Sifeng heard this and said, "Then, is it possible to have surgery or something..."

Although it was a bit of a whimsical idea, Xu Sifeng felt that if there was hope, he should give it a try.

Chen Muyu couldn't laugh or cry, "If the operation had worked well, I would have just helped him remove the infant soul. However, this is the wooden infant soul. Its root system has covered every flesh and blood meridians of the uncle, which is equivalent to kidnapping the uncle. Life is connected, once taken away, my uncle's life will probably be..."