Yin Yang ghost hunter

Hearing my shout, my cousin did not rush out immediately. Instead, Jiang He, who was busy in the kitchen, ran over. He was still holding a rag in his hand. When he saw his uncle unconscious at the door, he immediately

He threw away the rag, wiped it on his apron, and ran over.

"Zhong Yuan, help me carry Zhong Shan Shu into the room first."

Jiang He felt his pulse and spoke with a solemn expression.

He and I just carried my uncle to his room. When we passed by my cousin's room on the way, he happened to open the door. Seeing that his father was so seriously injured, he just glanced at it indifferently, and then said

A sentence that shocked me greatly.

"Deserve it!"

His tone was very deep, and after he finished speaking, he slammed the door and closed it so hard that even a trace of dust on the door frame was shaken off.

Jiang He stared at the door of the room with some embarrassment, and then said to me:

"I think you also know about your cousin's affairs. Don't mind. The situation will gradually improve."

After saying that, we took my uncle to his room and took off his clothes and shoes.

The uncle is very strong, without any fat on his body, and is even somewhat strong. There are no serious wounds on his body, but there is a blood-red palm print on his chest, and there seem to be burnt marks on his back.

Jiang He began to treat the wounds on his body, while I picked up my uncle's clothes and found a big hole burned out on the back of his clothes.

He was lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed, but his mouth was slightly open, and he was murmuring in a low voice. His hair was already wet with sweat. I touched his forehead and it was very hot. He must have a fever.

"Zhong Yuan, please go get some hot water."

After posing for his uncle, Jiang He turned his head and said to me.

I nodded and ran out of the room. When I passed the living room, I saw my cousin holding an apple with a gloomy face and sitting on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala. As soon as I ran out, his sharp eyes shot at me.

Come on, it was obvious that he was not paying attention to watching TV, but was distracted.

Seeing this scene, I ignored him, directly filled the hot water and went to the room.

Jiang He moved a medical box out of nowhere and began to treat the wound.

"Jiang He, was my cousin injured by a ghost? Why is there something wrong with him?"

When I saw his movements softening, I dared to ask, because my uncle relied on his own strength to make money, so he had to deal with these ghosts.

Jiang He shook his head. The burnt wound on his uncle's back had been treated. I saw Jiang He take out a porcelain box and twist it open. Inside was a light green paste. After cleaning the wound, he directly put the green paste on it.

I wiped it on my body and wrapped it with gauze.

"He was not injured by a ghost. You are right. There is something wrong with his body. Injuries by ghosts are usually caused by Yin energy, but he is different. The wound on his back should have been injured by a fire-attribute talisman such as a flame talisman.

, it is impossible for ghosts to be cast, the most obvious one is the injury on his chest, don’t you know it well?”

Jiang He glanced at me, staring at the wound on his uncle's chest, frowning tightly, and did not deal with it.

"I have never seen such bloody handprints before."

I frowned, not understanding what Jiang He meant.

"This is the Qianye Blood Palm of the Blood Soul Sect."

Jiang He glanced at me thoughtfully, and when he saw that I was dazed, he said nothing more.

Blood Soul Sect, Qianye Blood Palm!

The injury my uncle suffered was actually related to the Blood Soul Sect. Will Wei Xiaoqing know something?

"Is it possible to conclude that this is the work of the Blood Soul Sect just based on this bloody hand?"

I asked again, why did Jiang He conclude that this was the work of the Blood Soul Sect? Although Xiaoqing looked a little evil, she had not done anything bad in front of me, and she also knew that I was from the Zhong family.

So I will never take action against the Zhong family. Besides, this is just a bloody palm print.

Hearing my words, Jiang He suddenly smiled, then pointed at the bloody palm with a serious face and said:

"Look carefully at this blood palm. If you look carefully, you will find that the marks on these five fingers are already like flames. As far as I know, only disciples of the Blood Soul Sect can use it, so I

Only then can we conclude that, of course, it is not ordinary disciples who can use the Qianye Blood Palm. The Qianye Blood Palm that can have such power must be at least the direct disciples or elders of the sect leader. This Qianye Blood Palm is the blood soul.

One of the sect’s secret skills.”

"Can it be cured?"

I took a closer look at the bloody palm print and found that it was a little blurry and spread around, as if it was alive.

"This blood palm is difficult to cure. It is an evil but very domineering technique. I can only delay time. The most important thing is to need the ice silkworms of the Blood Soul Sect. I can get other materials, but this ice

Silkworms are only available in the Blood Soul Sect now, and even if I can go to Tianshan, I won't be able to get them within three days."

Jiang He thought for a while before speaking slowly.

I reached out and touched the bloody palm print on my uncle's chest. It was shockingly hot.

"Three days?!"

I exclaimed, this was too fast.

"Yes, it was three days. If it weren't for Uncle Zhongshan's profound skills, how could he have persisted for so long? Ordinary people would die immediately if they were hit by this Qianye Blood Palm."

Jiang He did it beside the bed, and then continued:

"You know the disciples of Blood Soul Sect, it is actually not easy to get ice silkworms, because these ice silkworms are very few in number and very difficult to feed. They are not accessible to the inner disciples of Blood Soul Sect. Now I can only

I hope the disciple you know is an inner disciple, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous..."

"Although I know her, I don't know how to contact her because I'm sick. The most important thing now is to wake up my uncle. Where did he meet the Blood Soul Sect disciple and how was he injured? Maybe I can pass him.

Understand the specific location of the Blood Soul Sect so that I can find my friend."

This is the only way I can think of. Jiuhuang City is big or small, and the Blood Soul Sect is even more secretive. With my ability, how can I find it?

"Okay, I'll try my best. Now you go out and wake up. I will call you. You and Zhongli have a good talk."

Jiang He patted my shoulder and stared at the door.

"Well, okay."

I nodded and left the room.

Today is New Year's Eve, and even the dining seats in the restaurant are already filled with New Year's Eve dinner. I was originally waiting for my uncle to come over and have a good reunion dinner, but now I encountered this situation.

I am very scared, afraid that my uncle will leave me like this. Although we have not met many times, the blood of the Zhong family flows in our bodies.

The cousin was still sitting on the sofa with an expressionless face, and kept pressing the remote control in his hand. No matter which station he pressed, it was the Spring Festival Gala.

The atmosphere around me was a bit dull. I sat next to him and didn't know how to speak.

My cousin is a little older than me, and it is rare for him to find a cousin who is younger than him and can drive and reprimand him properly. Naturally, he will not lose face and come to me.