Global Weird Recovery: When I'm Attacked, I Become Stronger

"Are you a Taoist priest? Can you catch ghosts? Are you real or fake? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

A series of questions came from the mouth of the middle-aged man. He watched Lin Xuan's expression change again, from the previous surprise to deep suspicion.

"Yes, that's right."

The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth raised slightly, showing the look of a "smart man".

He looked up and down at the young man in front of him and said, "If I guess correctly, little brother, you must have encountered some trouble recently, right?"

Little brother?

"Hey! How old are you? Call me little brother?"

The young man suddenly became happy and looked at Lin Xuan as if he was looking at a liar.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed!

A thin layer of smoke suddenly appeared on Lin Xuan's face. The smoke disappeared as quickly as it came, and after it finally dissipated, a new face appeared.

He clearly looked like a middle-aged man!

"You...you, this...isn't..."

The young man pointed at Lin Xuan's face and wanted to say something, but he couldn't. He could only stutter and look surprised.

Lin Xuan smiled slightly and transformed back to his original appearance with a wave of his hand.

"Don't be afraid. In fact, the one just now is my real appearance, and this young appearance is just a face that I use to walk around the world."

At this point, Lin Xuan asked: "How is it? Can I call you little brother now?"

"Ok, Ok!"

The young man nodded repeatedly, and then when the people around him were not paying attention, he pulled Lin Xuan into an alley.

Um?

Just when Lin Xuan frowned and was about to interrupt his evil thoughts, the young man in front of him who was holding his hand suddenly turned around and knelt down in front of him.

WTF?

Lin Xuan was stunned. It was not the New Year yet! Why did he have to give himself such a big gift?

"You want to ask me for New Year's money in advance?" Lin Xuan asked with a subconscious frown.

New Year's money?

Hearing the sound, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then selectively ignored Lin Xuan's nonsense.

He kowtowed heavily and begged: "Uncle Taoist! I want you to save my wife's life!"

Uncle Taoist? Save your wife?

Listening to this weird title and weird request, Lin Xuan scratched his head and suddenly felt a little confused.

What is this?

"No, you get up first. Let's talk properly when we get up. You're making me feel a little embarrassed by your kowtow."

"good!"

The young man was obviously neat too. He turned over and sat up, and first introduced himself.

"Uncle Taoist, my name is Deng Jiaming. You can call me Jiaming or Xiaojia."

"Well, okay Xiao Ming."

Lin Xuan responded, then looked at him seriously and asked: "Tell me first what problem you encountered? Why did you ask me to save your wife?"

Deng Jiaming scratched his head, and then looked around again, as if he was observing whether the partition wall had ears.

After a moment, he suddenly came over and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Taoist priest, I heard from some elders in the village that there are ghosts outside, and you are a Taoist priest who catches ghosts, so are there really ghosts in this world?"

Hearing this, Lin Xuan did not answer directly, but asked: "Actually, when you asked this question, didn't you already have the answer in your heart?"

"Hey, I understand."

Deng Jiaming sighed, and then said: "Six months ago, my wife Niu Xia and I got married. I originally thought we would have a happy and happy life, but a month ago, the situation suddenly changed!"

"We originally had a child, and it was already five months old!"

"But...but a month ago, she killed our child with her own hands, and she herself went completely crazy!"

"Do you know why I came to stay here in the village early in the morning? It's because my wife will act like a ghost when she sees me, and scratch my face like crazy!"

"Moreover, she would run out every night to find the midwife to draw the talisman, and then come back early in the morning to stick it on my head and order me not to move!"

"I don't know what's wrong with her, and no matter what I ask her, she seems to be going crazy and won't answer me."

"Uncle Taoist priest, can you help me? I really can't hold on any longer. Can you teach me how to save her?"

"Niuxia?"

Lin Xuan whispered and suddenly frowned.

Deng Jiaming looked at the change in Lin Xuan's face and asked curiously: "Why... do you know my wife?"

"I don't know," Lin Xuan slowly shook his head and explained, "I've never heard of the surname Niu, so I'm just a little curious."

Deng Jiaming: "..."

He suddenly felt like getting up and leaving.

Is now the time to focus on last names? Shouldn't you be thinking about how my wife is crazy?

At this moment, Deng Jiaming suddenly had some doubts. Is Lin Xuan, a Taoist priest, a serious person?

"Uncle Taoist, stop joking, have you ever encountered this kind of situation before? Can you help me?"

Deng Jiaming's voice conveyed a feeling of pain, but more importantly, it was deep exhaustion.

That feeling of exhaustion that there is nothing you can do, that you have more than enough energy but not enough energy!

Hearing this, Lin Xuan adjusted his mentality, pondered for a moment and asked: "You just said that your wife suddenly became crazy a month ago, right? Are there no signs?"

"some!"

Seeing that Lin Xuan finally became serious, Deng Jiaming's face regained some of its luster, and a touch of hope flashed in his eyes.

After recalling it for a moment, he said: "Actually, there is. When I came back from the midwife about a month and a half ago, I already noticed that her whole personality had suddenly changed."

"She used to be a very cheerful person and talked endlessly, but for some reason, she suddenly became silent, and then she would ask me some very strange questions when she had nothing to do."

When he heard this, Lin Xuan instantly grasped two key words!

A month and a half ago? Midwife?

"Where is the midwife? How about you take me to see her?"

Lin Xuan suddenly stood up and patted the dust behind his butt, looking directly at Deng Jiaming with an unquestionable expression.

"You mean, there's something wrong with the midwife?"

Deng Jiaming stood up and looked a little dazed: "But that shouldn't be the case. All the women in our village have their pregnancy tests checked by midwives after they get married. Are everyone else okay?"

"hehe."

Lin Xuan suddenly sneered: "Check? How does a midwife check? Does she have any instruments at home? Or can she just use a pair of naked eyes to penetrate the skin and see the status of the fetus?"

Hearing this, Deng Jiaming suddenly fell silent.

Perhaps the customs of the older generation influenced him. In his view, since all pregnant women are examined by midwives, naturally his wife should also be examined by midwives.

Even now that something like this happened to his wife, if it weren't for Lin Xuan's special reminder, he would never have even doubted whether there was something wrong with the midwife.

It was as if there was a voice in the dark that kept telling him that everything the midwife did was right! There was no doubt about it!