Mysterious Recovery

"Leaving aside the influence of foresight on me, from a practical point of view, no matter what I choose, I should take a gamble and choose to control ghost blood."

Yang Jian pondered for a long time, he felt that he had no other choice but to continue on the road of controlling the ghosts, and he couldn't help himself to stop, because the result of stopping would be death.

However, there is a high probability of failure in controlling ghost blood. After all, Yang Jian in the foretelling screen seems to have failed.

"I still have one and a half days left. I don't even have time to find other solutions." Yang Jian wanted to try other methods, but found that he was running out of time.

In just one and a half days, he himself didn't even have the confidence to find a way to deal with the supernatural resuscitation of the bus.

"Taking traditional Chinese medicine can extend the time for 20 days. How about using those 20 days to find a new method?" Yang Jian couldn't help thinking this way again.

It seems to be a little more secure to do so.

But judging from the plan given by the human skin paper, it is obvious that taking traditional Chinese medicine has side effects, and when the effect of the medicine expires, there is a high probability that it will suffer a greater spiritual backlash.

"Maybe I should go to the pharmacy to ask again to confirm the situation. After all, all this is just my guess."

With such thoughts in mind, Yang Jian recovered from his contemplation.

He put away the human skin paper, stood up slowly, then opened his ghost eyes and looked into the distance.

Accompanied by the proliferation of ghost domains.

The next moment, Yang Jian disappeared in place and left Dachang City without a sound.

soon.

He followed the footsteps of the past to an inconspicuous small city.

In the center of the city, there is an old urban area. This old urban area is being demolished, and the project is progressing very fast. The large area of ​​the urban area that came last time is still there. This time, these urban areas disappeared, leaving only A piece of ruins, only one old street is still struggling to support.

However, many shops on the old street have been closed, and only a few are still open. However, it seems that this old street will disappear completely this year, and most of the traditional Chinese medicine shops on the old street will also disappear. .

Once the Chinese medicine shop closes down, the era of the Republic of China will also come to an end.

But now, the door of the traditional Chinese medicine shop is still open, and there is a sign that is open at the door.

Yang Jian was standing at the door of the traditional Chinese medicine shop at the moment, he looked inside, but saw a woman sitting behind the counter inside.

The woman was about 30 or so, wearing clothes in the 1980s and 1990s, which was incompatible with modern people's attire, but sitting in this old Chinese medicine shop did not look awkward at all, as if she blended in perfectly here.

Obviously, this woman should have grown up in a Chinese medicine shop since she was a child, lived here, and rarely went out.

Yang Jian knew her, this is the apprentice of the old man in the pharmacy, she seems to be called. Xiao Ru.

When he walked into the pharmacy, Xiao Ru behind the counter heard the movement and looked up. When she saw Yang Jian, there was a strange look in her eyes, as if she didn't expect him to come here again.

"You have come too many times, you are not very welcome here." Xiao Ru said calmly. Her attitude towards Yang Jian changed after she heard that he killed Zhang Xianguang.

"You are just an employee, not a boss." Yang Jian replied calmly.

The meaning is to remind Xiaoru to recognize her identity and status, and not to overstep her.

Xiao Ru frowned and said, "What do you want to do this time, my master gave you three packs of traditional Chinese medicine last time, don't you want more?"

"I came here to ask something. Where is your master? I came here this time to look for him." Yang Jian said.

"My master has seen no visitors." Xiao Ru said.

"Is this what you mean, or what your master means?" Yang Jian continued to ask.

Xiao Ru said: "What do you mean? Do you think I deliberately did not let you see my master? My master is very old and in a bad state. He doesn't have much time to be active and awake. all the time

In a state of confusion, sometimes he will do some weird things that go against common sense. "

"My master's death is probably not far away. He doesn't want to die now. It's not that he is afraid of death, but that he has not seen the so-called hope appearing. He is not reconciled, so he has been holding on to his breath and wants to live longer. I want to see the hope in his mouth appear."

"But this era has disappointed him too much, especially this time the top ghost masters in the supernatural circle are almost dead. This hit my master very hard. He has realized that even if he dies, he will have no hope."

After finishing speaking, Xiaoru stared at Yang Jian again: "Master said, you are the leader of this era, but in my opinion, this era has completely lost hope, and you will become that hope, so for you I have nothing to say about dying people who are dying."

Yang Jian's face was gloomy and he said, "A group of us risked our lives to fight against the supernatural, but the result was so unbearable to you? What qualifications do you have to hide under the protection of the older generation and point and point at us?"

While speaking, he stretched out his grasp, and a red spear appeared out of nowhere, and then he nailed heavily on the ground.

The huge force shattered the floor tiles, and at the same time, some kind of terrible spiritual catharsis shook the entire shop, causing the old shop to shake violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Xiao Ru's eyes narrowed suddenly.

She looked at the swaying roof and was suddenly startled.

There is a terrible supernatural power stored in this pharmacy, which cannot be shaken by great strength, only with the corresponding supernatural power.

In other words, Yang Jian can destroy the traditional Chinese medicine shop now.

Just when the two of them were not congenial and their swords were on the verge of breaking out, a weak cough sounded from the back hall of the pharmacy.

"Ahem, Xiaoru, let him come in. I'm not that fragile. I can't stand a little setback, and I want to talk to him again."

That voice was the owner of the pharmacy, also an old man from the Republic of China period.

"But Master, your physical condition is already very bad, you should take a good rest." Xiao Ru immediately expressed concern.

"When I die, I will naturally lie down in the coffin and have a good rest. That's not bad." The old voice continued.

Xiao Ru then looked at Yang Jian and said, "Since Master wants to see you, I won't stop you, come with me."

"For your master's sake, I allow you to be young and ignorant, but it's only here."

Yang Jian stared at her coldly. If the owner of the pharmacy was not alive and he owed him another favor, Xiao Ru's words alone would have killed her. Xiaoru didn't answer, but just walked to the back hall on her own.

Yang Jian also walked into the back hall at this moment.

The back hall is slightly dim, with a row of oil lamps on the left and right sides, and an incense burner next to the oil lamps, which exudes a strong smell of sandalwood.

In the supernatural circle, sandalwood is mostly used to cover the smell of corpses, so many places where ghost masters appear, as well as places where they live, like to light sandalwood to suppress the smell of corpses.

The most conspicuous thing in the back hall is a coffin placed in the middle.

The coffin is not red, but black.

"Black coffin?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

The black coffin represents evil, and it also represents that there are terrible ghosts imprisoned inside.

The owner of the traditional Chinese medicine shop actually wanted to bury himself in a black coffin?

This means that after his death, he will turn into a fierce ghost.

"Because I have to live, I don't dare to dismember my own ghost. Therefore, it will be extremely terrifying for the ghost to revive after death. Will I have to use a black coffin to bury myself?" Yang Jian thought to himself.

And beside the black coffin, there is a bamboo bed.

The bamboo bed was very cold, but the body of the old man lying on the bamboo bed was even cooler, even filled with a rancid stench.

It was as if the body had rotted away.

The old man's body is thin and long, wearing a dark gown, his old face is thin, yellow and black, and his two eye sockets are deeply sunken.

To look terrifying, like a mummy.

It was hard to imagine that the old man with such a body was still panting and hadn't died yet.

"Master, Yang Jian is here, I'll make the medicine first." Xiao Ru said, and then found a reason to leave. "Ahem." The old man's skinny body moved slightly, struggling to sit up.

But after trying a few times in the end, he could only lie down weakly.

It's not that he's really old and can't move, but that he doesn't dare to rely on the supernatural power in his body to act, because doing so will only shorten his time in the world.

"I'm kidding, I'm such an old thing that I can't even stand up." The old man turned his head slightly and turned towards Yang Jian.

His eyes were blind, and there were only two holes covered with a layer of skin.

"I'll help you if you want to get up." Yang Jian walked over and reached out to help the old man up.

What surprised Yang Jian was that the old man was obviously so skinny, but his body was extraordinarily heavy, like a cold stone, not like a living body at all.

But at the moment when the old man was being lifted up, the old man suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed Yang Jian's wrist.

The strength was not great, but it made people's arms lose consciousness instantly. At the same time, Yang Jian felt icy cold all over, as if a terrible spirit was crazily eroding his whole body.

"Huh?" Yang Jian's expression changed.

However, soon the old man let go of his hand again, and that strong sense of discomfort disappeared quickly~www.wuxiaspot.com~I just checked your body, I didn't expect you to be young, and your body is more I'm still weak as an old thing, ahem, I didn't take the medicine I gave you last time. "The blind old man's tone revealed a kind of weakness that is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

"You can't live for two days in this state."

Yang Jian said: "I know, I have driven a supernatural bus, that level of supernatural power is difficult to control, and I will soon die from the resuscitation of ghosts, even if I take the traditional Chinese medicine you gave me, I can prolong it by up to twenty days. lifespan, but the medicine you gave should have side effects, right?"

"Everything has a price in the world of spirits. My medicine only delays the recovery time of the ghosts, but does not solve it. After the effect of the medicine wears off, the revived spirit will be stronger than before, so those who take the medicine must try their best Do everything possible to solve the problem of resuscitating your own ghosts." The blind old man said slowly.

"Sure enough, it's the same as I guessed." Yang Jian nodded.

The blind old man said: "You didn't choose to take medicine, it seems that you have other ideas."

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