The next day, Meng Qi came to Baiwu Club.

Outside the Baiwu Club, there was a long queue.

These people are all here to treat old Mr. Miyazaki.

After an hour, the people at the front of the line disappeared, and finally it was Meng Qi's turn.

Meng Qi followed the members of the Baiwu Society into the old house, and saw an old man lying on the bed, beside him stood a middle-aged man with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

When the middle-aged man saw Meng Qi, he glared at the member who brought Meng Qi in:

"How dare you bring such a young person in? Do you think he can cure Mr. Miyazaki?"

The members hurriedly nodded and bowed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Vice President, I'll take him away right now."

"Age cannot be used as a criterion for judging whether an onmyoji has real talent or learning."

Meng Qi lifted the soft hat on his head with his fingers, and said with a smile:

"Come here, how about letting me try?"

The middle-aged man said impatiently: "You try it, others try it, more than an hour has passed, and Mr. Miyazaki's condition has become more serious. If something happens to Mr. Miyazaki, can you bear the responsibility? "

After finishing speaking, he said to the members: "Hurry up and take him away, remember, don't let in onmyojis who haven't reached a certain age, it will waste time."

At this moment, a weak voice came from the bed:

"Wait a minute, let him try."

"Mr. Miyazaki..."

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, Mr. Miyazaki stopped him and said:

"I know you're doing it for my own good, but if you try one more time, you'll have more hope, right? And don't forget the original intention of our Baiwu Society, fairness and justice, and never judge people by their appearance."

The middle-aged man lowered his head, showing a repentant expression: "Mr. Miyazaki taught you the right thing."

After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Meng Qi:

"Come here, I hope you will not disappoint Mr. Miyazaki's expectations."

Meng Qi walked to the bed and looked at the old man on the bed with white hair, a thin face and dull eyes.

Seemingly noticing Meng Qi's sizing up, the old man said:

"Don't be stressed. I know my own illness. It doesn't matter if it can't be cured."

"If it is cured or not, you have to check to know. I'm going to start."

Meng Qi pretended to cast a spell to detect the body, and touched the pulse of the old man with his fingers, but in fact, he was checking with his soul power.

The soul power traveled around the old man's body, and he didn't find any problems.

Meng Qi searched again in disbelief, but still found nothing.

"How is it possible that there is no problem at all? The old man's body is so weak that there is obviously something wrong."

In fact, just ask the old man directly at this time, the old man must know the problem himself.

But since the old man didn't take the initiative to speak up, it means that this is a small test he left on purpose.

If you can't even see any disease, then what qualifications do you have to treat it?

Meng Qi thought about it and found that there was indeed one place that he hadn't checked.

That place is very important to anyone, and it is absolutely impossible to show it to outsiders, that is the soul body.

Not only soul masters have soul bodies, but all human beings have soul bodies.

It's just that compared to soul masters, the soul bodies of ordinary people and warriors are more illusory and harder to detect.

What is even more difficult is how to check the soul body without knowing it.

But this is not a difficult task for Meng Qi who has practiced the Soul Eater Art.

Soon, Meng Qi checked the old man's soul body.

It was discovered that the reason why the old man was so weak was because there was a cloud of black energy in the soul body, which was constantly melting the old man's soul body.

At the current speed, it will take another ten days and a half months to fully assimilate the old man's soul and body.

What will happen by then is self-evident.

Moreover, Meng Qi also found traces of the seal around the black air.

Someone should have sealed the black air before, but as time passed, the seal was still destroyed by the black air.

Thinking of this, Meng Qi moved his hands away from the old man's meridians and shook his head.

Seeing this, a trace of disappointment flashed across the old man's face, and said:

"Let the next person in."

"Wait a minute, I haven't announced my diagnosis yet." Meng Qi interrupted.

The old man said weakly: "Didn't you shake your head just now, isn't it because you didn't see anything?"

Meng Qi lowered the brim of his hat and said: "I shook my head because it was a pity, but the last person who helped Mr. Miyazaki deal with his old illness was not of a very high level. If his level was higher, the seal would not be broken."

Hearing this, the old man's eyes widened a little: "Do you really see what kind of old disease I have?"

Meng Qi took a step back and said with an apologetic tone:

"I haven't asked Mr. Miyazaki not to convict me, but I checked your soul body without your permission."

"What, you dare to check Mr. Miyazaki's soul?" The middle-aged man on the side glared.

The old man waved his hand to show that he was not in the way, and then looked at Meng Qi with a complicated expression:

"As expected, you can see what kind of old disease I have."

Meng Qi said with a confident smile on his face:

"Mr. Miyazaki has a cloud of black energy in his soul body, and this cloud of black energy is polluting your remaining soul body. If I'm not wrong, this cloud of black air should come from a shikigami."

The old man sighed: "You guessed right, this group did come from shikigami. When I was young, I was unwilling to be reconciled to my poor cultivation talent, so I had a crooked mind and wanted to integrate the shikigami into my soul." In the body, strengthen my cultivation talent."

"In the end, I failed and saved my life, but the body of that dead shikigami turned into a dead energy, devouring my soul body all the time. Later, I met a wandering onmyoji who helped me seal the dead body. gas."

"He also told me that it can only be sealed for 30 years. If no solution can be found after 30 years, the powerful death energy will completely swallow my soul and body."

Integrate shikigami into the soul body? How dare you think about it... Meng Qi spit out something in his heart.

This kind of distorted heart of borrowing external force to enhance the soul power at all costs is only capable of being performed by the onmyoji in the Sakura Kingdom.

"Then is there any cure for my illness?"

The old man looked at Meng Qi eagerly.

Of course, for me who has eternal soul beads, this disease can be cured within a minute.

Meng Qi deliberately showed a embarrassed expression: "Yes, but I need to make some preparations. It will take a week at the earliest to cure this disease."

Why do you say a week? It's not that Meng Qi is afraid that outsiders will be too shocked when they hear it.

At that time, don't fail to rescue Guo Lei, but keep yourself here because of your high medical skills.

"One week?"

A smile appeared on the old man's face: "Really? Then when shall we start the treatment?"

Meng Qi thought for a while and said: "Tomorrow at this time, I will make an order for you. You prepare the herbs according to this order. I will go back today."

The old man hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, go and see this gentleman off, and be sure to send this gentleman home safely."

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