President Bingshan's personal doctor

He could never have imagined that he would meet a successor of the scriptures, who would know how to use profound energy fingers, and better understand geomancy, so what if he was not a successor of the scriptures?

He had heard from his master in the early years that there is such a master of Qimen, with superb medical skills, proficient in wind and water, and even more powerful in martial arts!

Su Han meets all three conditions, so what if he is not a descendant of the scriptures?

"I haven't gone back to Master for many years. I don't know how happy he will be if I bring this news back!"

Sanchi gritted his teeth, looked back, and was relieved to make sure that Su Han hadn't followed.

If Master hadn't taught him the way to escape, I'm afraid I would have been killed by Su Han today!

How could he have imagined that Su Han has such strength at such a young age, it is really terrifying.

Not to mention Su Han's superb medical skills and his martial arts strength, his proficiency in Feng Shui alone is enough to make him sweep away everything!

The horror of geomantic geomantic omen is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

San Chi didn't dare to stay in the slightest, took a few deep breaths to calm his blood, and left Tianhai overnight.

If he stayed in Tianhai, he would have no chance of escaping from Su Han and the others.

Leaving the old demolished factory area, Su Han went straight back to Fantasy Entertainment City.

Yang Zicheng had already been deployed, Tie Pao and others were all mobilized, and Lin Lin cooperated, but they still failed to catch the three idiots.

"He's quite capable, even if I abolish his Earth Technique cultivation, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch him."

Su Han shook his head, "Forget it, give him ten more guts, and I'm afraid he won't dare to make trouble in Tianhai again, just pay attention."

The three idiots had their meridians broken by him, so they don't want to use earth techniques anymore.

Yang Zicheng nodded: "What is this guy's background, how can he deal with Yuman well?"

He couldn't figure out that the Qiao family had nothing to do with these three idiots, let alone a kind little girl like Qiao Yuman, could have any grudges with this thief.

This guy is so cruel, he almost wants Qiao Yuman's life!

"Of course he has no grievances with Yuman, but why not be a knife for others?"

Su Han glanced at Yang Zicheng, stretched out his hand, his palm was slightly released, and a trace of faint black air instantly rose into the air.

As soon as he emerged, he was imprisoned by Su Han's profound energy, and there was no chance of escape at all.

Yang Zicheng's eyes widened, especially when he saw the black air, it seemed that there was still a human face.

Even though he experienced many storms, he couldn't stand the surprise, his face turned slightly pale.

"This……"

"This is the ghost raised by the thief, it's this thing that almost killed Yuman."

Su Han snorted, his tone full of killing intent.

In the earth technique, raising Yin ghosts is also a method. The three idiots know a little bit about this. They have raised three Yin ghosts, but these Yin ghosts are too weak to be vulnerable to Su Han.

Yang Zicheng twitched his Adam's apple: "Mr. Su, you said this ghost is really a ghost?"

He looked at the cloud of black air and was shocked. Do ghosts really exist in this world?

Su Han said indifferently: "Many things cannot be explained clearly, but I would rather believe it."

It's inconvenient for him to say more, even if he didn't master Feng Shui, he wouldn't think about these things, but after he really understands it, he will find that there are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science.

But using Feng Shui techniques, you can see it clearly!

That's why Su Han lamented the horror of the "Tianjing", almost seeing everything in this world!

Yang Zicheng nodded. He has lived for such a long time, so he can naturally understand that there are many things he doesn't know, just because his level is not enough.

"Then do you know who is behind the scenes?" He asked.

Su Han nodded: "I already know."

He stared at the cloud of black air, clenched his palms violently, and with a snap, the black air shattered like soap bubbles in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

"Kyoto, Wansanqian!"

"It's that bastard!" Yang Zicheng gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, "This damned guy has been obstructing Yuman's career in the entertainment industry. It seems that he won't give up if we don't teach him a lesson!"

A strong murderous look flashed across Yang Zicheng's face, he wished he could kill this bastard directly!

"Wan Jiarong has become a pig. If Wan Sanqian is sensible, he will not look for another job."

Su Han said calmly, "Besides, he has done a lot of bad things, and he has to bear all these karma, and he will have to pay the price sooner or later!"

Regarding this, Su Han didn't want to say more, but now he was curious, where did the three idiots go on a long-distance run.

I just pinched out his last ghost, this guy's injury is probably going to be even worse!

"Pfft..."

The third idiot Taoist who was still on the plane suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out blood with a bang, which directly sprayed on the head of the person sitting in the front seat, which made the lady scream in shock.

The whole cabin suddenly became chaotic.

"Sir! What's the matter with you, sir?"

The flight attendants were very nervous, and they never thought that someone would suddenly vomit blood.

The three idiots waved their hands, and a trace of ferocity flashed across their faces: "Leave me alone! I'm fine!"

My last ghost was also completely wiped out by Su Han, you bastard!

In order to raise these ghosts, he spent a lot of energy, and even almost died outside, but was easily wiped out by Su Han. He had to take revenge for this revenge!

"I'll take your life after I get Master's treasure!"

The third idiot wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of viciousness, he gasped violently, letting himself hold his breath.

In a certain backward and desolate mountainous area.

The villagers here are simple and simple, and still retain the living conditions of more than ten years ago. There are no new technological products such as Internet TV dramas, and even cars are very rare.

On a mountain in this village, there is a Taoist temple, which looks a bit dilapidated now.

Except for the nearby mountain people who will come here to offer incense and give incense money, no one else will come here.

At this moment, an old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in the middle of the Taoist temple, with two white eyebrows horizontally, slowly opened his eyes.

"This unfilial disciple, hmph, you know how to come back to see me!"

He could already feel that San Chi was getting closer to the Taoist temple, and wondered if this guy came to ask him for money again.

He snorted, closed his eyes again, and didn't bother to pay attention.

It didn't take long before I heard a rush of footsteps, and they were still heavy and unsteady.

"Master...Master!"

The three idiots shouted, "Hurry up and save the apprentice, hurry up and save me!"

He supported the door and shouted. The Taoist priest sitting in the Taoist temple opened his eyes and saw that his apprentice was covered in blood. He frowned and stood up quickly.

"What's going on? How did you become like this?" Daoist Baimei walked over hurriedly, supported San Chi, touched his wrist, and his face sank, "You damn bastard, you have raised a ghost again !"

He snorted coldly, and slapped San Chi angrily: "You should die outside!"

San Chi grinned, smiled mockingly, did not dare to fight back, and snorted miserably: "Master, don't be angry... I, I have news to tell you, I found out that the Scriptures have been passed down, and it was he who injured me! "

(End of this chapter)