My phone can catch ghosts

Huo Chen narrowed his eyes, his voice gradually became colder, and he said, "Brother Luo is really eloquent."

"However, Lord An has always been taken care of by me, and his condition can only be stabilized by me as an archmage. Brother Luo is probably not an archmage yet. In order to prevent Lord An's condition from getting worse, you should leave."

Hearing this, An Xiuhe couldn't help standing up.

"Master Huo, brother Luo is also a great mage, very powerful, but he has not been tested. If I want him to stay, maybe my father's illness..."

"Stop talking, let's go first!" Luo Hao interrupted An Xiuhe, and forced her to leave.

Not long after the two left, Liu Zijin also came here.

"How is it?" Liu Zijin asked.

"A kitten who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth is probably only at the eighth or ninth level of a mage, and he can't make any waves," Huo Chen said with disdain.

Liu Zijin breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a gloomy face: "After I completely control the Duke's Mansion and absorb the spirit fetus, this old thing, including that Luo Hao, will all die."

An Xiuhe, who was dragged away by Luo Hao, was a little bit aggrieved. She felt that Luo Hao should stay strong. After all, in this family, she only believed in Luo Hao.

Seeing An Xiuhe's unhappy face, Luo Hao said: "Even if I forcefully stay, Huo Chen will always monitor me. In that case, no matter what I do, I will be restrained, and maybe I will be troubled by him." , putting us both in obvious danger."

"Is that so!" An Xiuhe was a little sullen.

"Who is this Huo Chen?" Luo Hao asked.

An Xiuhe thought for a while, and said: "It seems that he passed through Tianhong City more than a year ago, met my father by accident, and was invited to enter the An Mansion later, and became the guest Qing mage here."

"I heard that he seems to be a fourth-level great mage. He traveled from a relatively distant city. I don't remember where, but I vaguely remember that he said that he has a master."

Luo Hao thought for a while and asked, "That is to say, when he came to An Mansion, Lord An was still not sick?"

"Well, I didn't get sick until about half a year after that." An Xiuhe admitted.

"How is his relationship with Liu Zijin?"

"I don't know, it should be pretty good. Huo Chen's status in An Mansion is quite high. After all, Tianhong City is located in a remote place, so mages are rare, let alone such an experienced great mage like him." An Xiuhe replied road.

Luo Hao pinched his chin and fell into deep thought. It wasn't until An Xiuhe patted him impatiently that he came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking, what should we do now? Are we going to sneak into father's room at night?" An Xiuhe suggested.

Luo Hao shook his head, and said, "No, I've sorted out Uncle An's physical condition, and I've probably figured it out. What's needed now is to find a way to treat him."

"Huo Chen said that his father had a strange illness because of a relapse of his old illness due to an accident in his practice. Should we go find some powerful elixir, or invite an alchemist to come back to see his father?" An Xiuhe said with a small face. wrinkled together.

Luo Hao said seriously: "Those words are just Huo Chen's evasion. Uncle An's old illness is not relapsed because of his practice."

"Hmph! I knew this Huo Chen was not a good person." An Xiuhe said angrily.

"Miss, the young master is looking for you." At this moment, a maid came over and saluted An Xiuhe respectfully.

"Why is he looking for me?" An Xiuhe asked.

"The servant girl is not very clear, it seems to be related to tomorrow's charity dinner."

"I see, I'll go later." An Xiuhe waved his hand.

The maidservant seemed a little panicked, and said: "But miss, the young master told you to go right away, as if he was in a hurry, you know the young master's temper."

"Okay, everyone in the An family has a bad temper, I'm the only one who's good, and I'm the only one who bullies." An Xiuhe shouted angrily.

"I don't dare." The maid hurriedly knelt down.

Luo Hao persuaded An Xiuhe: "Okay, don't blame this little girl, she is just following orders."

"Go ahead, I'll just walk around here by myself."

An Xiuhe looked better now, and said, "I didn't scold her, I was just unhappy."

"Okay, stop kneeling, let's go!"

An Xiuhe turned her head and left. After the maid got up, she saluted Luo Hao as a thank you, and trotted after her.

Luo Hao went straight back to the guest room, took out the phone, opened the phone book, and flipped through the contact list.

Although he was sure that Huo Chen's statement that mistakes in practicing exercises led to relapse of old diseases was wrong, but just in case, he still needed to find a professional to confirm.

"I don't know much about martial arts and the human body. I have to ask a martial arts master who is proficient in pathology."

"Well, just the great master."

Finally, Luo Hao's finger landed on one of the contacts named Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng, whose real name is Zhang Junbao, is the founder of the Wudang School. He is free and easy, tolerant and calm, and his talent is second to none in the world.

"beep--"

Luo Hao dialed the phone number.

"beep--"

The phone rang for a while before a voice came from the other side.

"Hi! Hello, Master Zhang. I'm Luo Hao. This is the first time I'm communicating with you. Didn't I bother you?" Luo Hao was very respectful to this master-level figure.

"It turned out to be little friend Luo Hao. I'm sorry, the old man communicated with him for the first time, and he was not very good at answering the phone, so it was too late." Zhang Sanfeng's voice was not at all like that of a centenarian, but like a healthy person. Like a young man, his breath is calm and introverted, and his tone is soft and powerful.

"Master Zhang is being polite, it's the younger generation who bothered you." Luo Hao said politely.

"Little friend, you don't have to be so polite. The veteran has spent a hundred years in vain. He thought he had reached the end of his journey in martial arts. He didn't expect that there is a sky beyond the sky. It is a chance for the veteran to establish contact with people outside the world like Xiaoyou."

"If you don't dislike it, you can just discuss friendship with my peers. The old Taoists have already seen through those worldly customs, so don't worry about it."

Zhang Sanfeng's voice was calm, but it carried a sense of confusion that saw through all kinds of things in the world, which made Luo Hao feel completely relaxed physically and mentally.

"Then I will not be polite to Zhang Zhenren." Luo Hao is not a coy person, and his tone of speech is much more relaxed than before.

"Hahaha! Little friend is much better than my pedantic apprentices." Zhang Sanfeng's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone.

Next, Luo Hao told Zhang Sanfeng about An Qinglin's physical condition.