dead child, ghost carrying coffin

If someone said that he was good at medicine, the teacher would definitely scoff at him.

After all, there is a saying in China that goes like this: You can't do things well if you don't talk about it.

What's more, a high school boy who is not too young.

Knowing medical skills, why don't you say you can fly? !Still jet!

But it is Hua Jiunan who is talking, so it is different:

This one is the one who can make a test paper and get a perfect score.

If it is not a full score, the teacher has to check repeatedly whether his answer is wrong.

It turns out that many times the answer is really wrong...

"Hua Jiunan, if you are sure, try it!"

"If you really can't do it, don't force it. At worst, at worst call an ambulance!"

The reason why I didn't choose to call 120 immediately was because the county seat was too far away from the town.

In addition, there are all rugged and winding mountain roads... According to Zhou Ying's current state, I am afraid that the ambulance will not be able to survive.

Hua Jiunan was also polite, and stretched out his hand to feel the pulse of the unconscious Zhou Ying.

The amazing thing is that the scar on Zhou Ying's wrist has completely healed, and there is no clue.

"The pulse is weak, how could this happen?!"

Hearing Hua Jiunan's Na Na talking to himself, the anxious teacher immediately couldn't help asking.

"Hua Jiunan, what do you mean?!"

"Zhou Ying, Zhou Ying, is he okay?!"

Hua Jiunan frowned slightly, but did not answer immediately.

The key is that it is not easy to answer!

Small veins, main qi and blood deficiency.

It is more common in excessive bleeding from trauma or...or when girls come to menstruation.

But Zhou Ying has no trauma, and is an old man. He doesn't have the function of "that" at all, isn't it strange...

Then he looked at Zhou Ying's eyelids carefully, and finally saw a trace of undetectable black air.

With his vice-leader-level knowledge and keen intuition, Hua Jiunan immediately realized that this trace of black air had the same root as the one on the bone.

Could it be that evil spirits suck human blood...

Although Hua Jiu's hard guess is not a standard answer, it is very close to the root cause.

Immediately, he took out a self-refined "Yiqi Buxue Pill" from his bosom, asked Zhao Fei to melt it in hot water in a bowl, and fed it to Zhou Ying.

At the same time, he secretly gave Fatty Zhao a soul-suppressing talisman.

Zhao Fei immediately understood:

By pouring water, the talisman was burned to ashes with a lighter when people were not prepared, and they were mixed in the bowl together.

While taking the medicine, Hua Jiunan took out the golden needle and quickly inserted it into Zhou Ying's three acupoints: Neiguan, Yongquan, and Shuigou.

With the two-pronged approach, the unconscious Zhou Ying woke up slowly with a muffled grunt, and muttered softly that she was thirsty.

I have other students to help me.

Seeing that Zhou Ying was out of danger, the teacher couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He asked while wiping the sweat that was rushing out.

"Hua, Hua Jiu is difficult, what happened to Zhou Ying? He should be fine!?"

Hua Jiunan nodded slightly.

"Teacher, don't worry, it's all right."

"He may have been injured at home during the holiday and lost a lot of blood, so he was deficient in both Qi and blood."

"Take the medicine I just gave, lie down for a few days, don't get tired, and you'll be fine."

The teacher was finally relieved, but then he asked curiously.

"Nine, nine difficulties, why do you carry blood-enriching medicine with you?!"

"Is this thing useful?!"

Faced with this "problem boy" teacher, Hua Jiu suddenly felt helpless.

He can't say that he often fights with dirty things, so he always carries them with him for fear of getting hurt? !

That would definitely be considered neurotic.

Not to mention that I have so many days every month, right?

The reputation of pervert seems to be worse than insanity...

Just when Hua Jiunan didn't know how to answer, one of the students who were watching the excitement suddenly fainted to the ground.

The symptoms were almost the same as Zhou Ying's, but much lighter.

It was one of the students who was summoned by the "White God" last night to let blood and make a wish.

Everyone was in a hurry again.

Hua Jiunan followed suit, and after some treatment, he carried the man back to bed to rest.

After experiencing accidents one after another, how dare the teacher organize the students to run exercises again.

After being told to stay in the dormitory to rest, he ran to the principal's house to report the situation on his own.

While running, I muttered in my heart:

Some time ago, it was rumored that the dead in the hospital were haunted by ghosts. Could it be... Could it be that ghosts came to the school again? !

As soon as he thought of this, the teacher felt a chill down his spine, as if something terrifying was following him.

So run faster...

After the teacher left, Hua Jiunan carefully observed the other students around him, and found that there were still many people with pale faces and insufficient energy and blood.

But in order not to startle the snake, he didn't say anything.

I just muttered to myself: It seems that that white god is quite evil.

He actually killed so many people at once!

While Hua Jiunan and the others returned to the dormitory to discuss countermeasures, they went up the mountain behind the school on the other side.

Evil ghosts in white sat around in a dark cave, discussing how to realize the next step.

"First fulfill the wishes of those three people selected tonight."

"In this way, they will think that believing in the White God will make their wishes come true, and more believers will join in voluntarily!"

"When the blood of these guys is enough to make the Bianhua bloom, and the 'Road of Fire' runs through the Yin and Yang realms, our great ancestor Panhu will be able to return to the earth!"

When it comes to the frenzy, the evil ghosts in white look up to the sky and howl.

The one-piece hat fell off, revealing hideous dog heads.

It was a part of the Quanfeng clan who fled in all directions that night.

After venting to his heart's content, a white-clothed evil spirit stood up.There was a ferocious smile on his face.

"It's easy to talk about the one who wants to lose weight, I've put a soul-absorbing curse on him!"

"Hehehe, within half a month, his energy and spirit will be drawn out as a sacrifice to Master Panhu!"

"As for the wishes of the other two..."

"You, dog, do it yourself!"

The dog nun who was called immediately stood up respectfully, waiting for the leader to speak.

"Those who yearn for a man, you go and plant the 'Qiyao Mandarin Duck Soul' for them."

"Hehe, being able to love each other for 49 days and then die together, the stupid woman who made a wish should be satisfied, right?!"

"Another cursed and unlucky boy, named Chen Daji, right..."

For some reason, when Chen Daji was mentioned, the leading ghost suddenly felt a wave of fear.

He even shivered uncontrollably.

It seems that this name has a special magic power.

Once he sticks to him, the unlucky one must be me... or the one who can't survive or die...

Fortunately, he didn't mention the word Hua Jiunan.

Otherwise, under the traction of Qi, I am afraid that they will be sensed by a mysterious existence immediately, let these evil spirits see what it means to "raise your head three feet and there is a god"!

Note, the road to the fire:

Legend has it that the fragrance of flowers on the other shore has special magical powers, which can evoke the memory of the deceased.

Because of its red like fire, it is known as "the road of fire".

It is also the only scenery and color on this long Huangquan Road.

When the soul crosses the River of Forgetfulness, it forgets all the things that happened in its lifetime, and everything that used to happen stays on the other shore, and the deceased walks on this "fire-illuminated road" to the netherworld.