My aunt is very good at catching ghosts but she is very silly.

Zhang Yichen ate slowly while sizing up the aunt in front of him. Although she looked a little ravenous when eating, as if she was reincarnated by a starving ghost, it was not offensive at all.

Sooner or later, in order to make it easier to cook, I tied my hair back with a hosta.

Zhang Yichen's eyes fell on her neck. The phoenix birthmark was very real now. This birthmark... was exactly the same as what he remembered when he was a child.

If the birthmark is fake, the possibility is very small, because except for those close to you, outsiders have no idea what the phoenix birthmark looks like, and it is difficult to make it look real.

The remaining doubts in Zhang Yichen's mind were completely dispelled at this moment.

But, does his aunt really know Xuanmen magic?

Is he as miraculous as his fifth brother said?

For some reason, Zhang Yichen already had some vague expectations. He hoped that he could recover, because he had not walked on the road for too long. In the past few years, he had been a human being and a ghost. He dreamed of getting rid of this wheelchair every day.

After finishing dinner, Zhang Ruoxing kept talking, "Auntie, my brother was cursed by someone. Is it the same death curse that Chen Zui and the others were cursed by evil spirits? Are they going to kill each other too?" , can my second brother regain his health?"

After burping sooner or later, she raised a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth, and then she slowly said, "Spelling is actually the same. In the end, it is all to achieve some of their goals. Your second brother's curse is still It’s pretty easy to defeat, and you don’t have to look for a needle in a haystack to find the opponent and kill him.”

"The other person should be relatively young, otherwise your brother will be paralyzed in as little as two years."

"Fuck!! Who is killing my brother behind his back?" Zhang Ruoxing couldn't help but curse angrily.

In the past few years, his second brother had been tortured to death because of his leg. Everyone thought he had some strange disease or that he had been cursed.

So damn wicked!

If he knew who it was, he would have to be cut into pieces.

Zhang Yichen was also thinking about who he had offended to let the other party use such a despicable method to deal with him.

After taking a sip of orange juice, he stood up from his position and said, "Okay, take your brother back to the room! It's not convenient to do things here."

"Oh, okay~" Zhang Ruoxing quickly kicked away the stool behind him, and then pushed Zhang Yichen to take the elevator to the third floor.

Zhang Yichen's room is the first one on the right after exiting the elevator on the third floor.

"Put him on the bed and lie down." Zai Wan ordered again.

Before Zhang Ruoxing could react, Zhang Yichen refused, "No, I can do it myself."

He supported himself on the bed with both hands, then climbed into bed and lay down.

Due to years of mental and physical torture, Zhang Yichen was very thin and his face looked sickly.

However, sooner or later, he saw in his eyes a tenacity to fight against fate.

From a proud man to what he is now, he has not become depressed or decadent, but this kind of spirit is very rare.

"Can my leg really be cured?" Zhang Yichen asked expectantly.

Over the years, he had raised countless hopes, only to be dashed again and again. To be honest, this feeling was very uncomfortable, but he had to face reality again and again.

Sooner or later, she saw the worry in his eyes, and she raised her lips and smiled, "Of course, you don't even know who I am."

"Auntie, can I stay here? I promise to just watch and not say anything. I will never disturb you." Zhang Ruoxing raised his hand and swore.

"Okay, stay!" Sooner or later agreed readily. It was just a break of the spell, and there was no danger anyway.

Standing at the end of the bed sooner or later, she stared at the black air tightly wrapped around Zhang Yichen's legs. She quickly formed seals with her hands and muttered words. As her gestures continued to change, a spiritual power condensed on her fingertips. .

"--break!"

Sooner or later, he hit Zhang Yichen with the spiritual power at his fingertips. The black energy that was originally wrapped around his legs was immediately beaten and fled in all directions.

Zhang Yichen, who was lying on the bed, clearly felt a lightness in his legs, and a warm current poured in from the soles of his feet, which dissipated a lot of the original numbness.

It was at this moment that sooner or later he took out the spirit bead.

Zhang Ruoxing and Zhang Yichen were shocked when they saw with their own eyes the spiritual bead floating in the air and emitting white light, absorbing the black energy scattered in the room one by one.

It turns out that the so-called black energy really exists, but they couldn't see it before.

Zhang Yichen, Zhang Ruoxing: Auntie Niu Pikras! !

After the spirit bead absorbed the black energy, it fell back into ChiWan's hands again, "Are you feeling better now?"

"Yes, there is no longer the same sense of oppression." Zhang Yichen said with a look of surprise.

He couldn't wait to get out of bed and walk, but he fell hard on the ground.

"But... why can't I still walk?" Zhang Yichen said emotionally.

Surely it still doesn't work?

"Second brother!" Zhang Ruoxing quickly stepped forward and hugged him.

Seeing this sooner or later, she pursed her lips and took back her half-stretched hand. Then she said speechlessly, "I haven't finished speaking yet!"

She was just about to continue what she said, but this guy fell to the ground with a bang. He should have moved so fast.

"Auntie, my second brother..." Zhang Ruoxing opened his mouth, looking like he was hesitating to speak.

"I was just about to say that the spell on him has been broken, but he still needs a week of acupuncture." Chi Zao sighed, "He hasn't walked for more than two years, and his body function has declined. With another week of acupuncture, Basically everything will be fine.”

After hearing her explanation, the two brothers breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"I was too impatient, sorry!" Zhang Yichen said sarcastically.

Now I made a fool of myself in front of my aunt.

"It's okay, I understand." She didn't know when she had an acupuncture bag in her hand. She spread it out and said, "Lie down! I'll give you acupuncture now."

Zhang Ruoxing put his second brother back on the bed.

Before giving the acupuncture, I would remind him sooner or later, "It might hurt a little, please bear with it a little."

"It's okay, this little pain is nothing." Zhang Yichen said lightly. He had to experience the torture of pain in his legs every night, which was excruciating.

As long as he can walk like a normal person from now on, he can endure the pain no matter how much it hurts.

"Then I'll do the acupuncture~" Soon or later, he laid the acupuncture bag flat on the bed, and then inserted the needles into various acupuncture points on his legs one by one.

Soon, Zhang Yichen's forehead was covered with a layer of dense beads of sweat. He clutched the quilt on the bed with both hands and refused to shout.

Zhang Ruoxing watched from the side without daring to breathe, for fear of affecting the two of them.