Welcome to the world of strange dreams

After talking for a long time, Fu Minghui had more and more doubts.

"Why did 402 want to kill? No, why did the person behind the scenes manipulate him to kill Zhen Xiaotao? The child is already in a vegetative state and has never offended anyone. How could he be targeted?"

"How do I know? This needs to be checked." Zhi Xin spread his hands again, "Do you think that my cultivation is so strong that I can do calculations and can really solve the problem just by sitting down? I also have to work hard and sweat. All right?"

"What about Zhen Xiaotao's situation? Don't you know how to watch Qi?" Seeing that Chi Xin was about to end the topic, Fu Minghui held him back and refused to let him go.

"Why do you have so many questions?" Zhixin frowned.

"I want my money to be well spent."

Broadly speaking, Fu Minghui no longer has any mental barriers.

Chixin accepted his fate, "Death and life, half chance. His aura is very chaotic, equivalent to a mess, and it is difficult to untie. But whether it is a vegetative state or a mental illness, from the Taoist point of view, it is The three souls and seven souls are lost or damaged, which is different from the purely physical theory in Western medicine theory.”

"Can the Taoist priest help find the soul or repair it?" Fu Minghui immediately became energetic.

As a result, Chixin was poured a basin of cold water over her head in an instant.

"I can only call souls." He said it like he was angry.

After all, he couldn't bear to see Fu Minghui's frustrated look, and said seriously, "If I have that ability, why do I need to raise money? I can make a lot of money. Besides, there are too many serious diseases in the world that cannot be cured by medicine. Even if they can be treated with Sublime Taoist healing not only requires a highly skilled Taoist master, but also requires the permission of the time. Otherwise, destroying nature will definitely lead to backlash in other aspects, and it is difficult to get those conditions together. Yes. Otherwise, why do you think the warlock behind the Tong family does so much for fun? "

Fu Minghui slumped on the sofa.

Why does it feel like all hope is lost?

Grandma Zhen still has three days to live, and Zhen Xiaotao has no way to revive her.

But Li Yu hasn't been found yet, and the Tong family is still running rampant relying on their wealth. It's pitiful that 402's grandfather can't be freed, and he's been manipulated into becoming a zombie.

I just wonder if Grandpa 402’s consciousness still remains in his physical body, so he might feel insulted and offended on top of the endless pain.

After all, no one wants to be treated as a puppet!

And he’s still doing evil!

In fact, Grandpa 402 was injured in the line of duty. It was said that he was protecting national property and secrets. He did not hesitate to pay such a high price. He should be a hero.

Including Zhen Xiaotao, heroes should be treated like this. Is there such an ending?

This...this fucking life, do you blame her for swearing?

"You're not a god, so you can't control so many things." Chi Xin was very good at understanding people's hearts. Seeing Fu Minghui's frustration, he couldn't help but comfort her.

"There are ghosts in this world, I know. But is there a god? If there is, why doesn't he care about it?" Fu Minghui was a little sad and angry.

"How do you know you're not taking care of it? Maybe you can't see the results happening yet. Besides, there are times when God is powerless." Chixin said seriously, "But you can't stop working hard and believing because you haven't received God's help. Do you know that when human power is used to its extreme, it can become a miracle?"

The Chicken Soup Master is you, that’s right.

Opening an exercise class or operating a video platform will make more money than being a magician.

Fu Minghui wanted to complain, but after thinking about it calmly, he felt that Zhi Xin was right.

At this time, Luo Zhao came back.

"I have to go out." Before Fu Minghui could ask, he said, "Follow me."

He was wearing casual clothes.

The kind of jacket, hiking pants, and hiking shoes you wear every time you take action, very neat.

"Should I go too?" Chixin asked, looking tired.

"The Taoist priest is the main force." Luo Zhao's words were concise and to the point, and showed no sympathy.

Then, he looked at Fu Minghui again.

Fu Minghui didn't even need to give instructions. He understood instantly and immediately ran to the bathroom and changed out of the hospital gown.

Until they walked out of the back door of the hospital and got into the car, they didn't see a stranger the whole way.

"The work ability is good." Chixin praised it, and it was obvious that Luo Zhao had arranged it in advance, so they went smoothly.

It is not easy to achieve the effect of a quiet scene in a public place.

"Apply a little of this to the wound." Luo Zhao drove the car, looking straight ahead, but took out a small box from his pocket, with a faint scent of herbal medicine floating around.

"What?" Fu Minghui took it.

Maybe because it was placed close to your body, it still carried his body temperature.

Luo Zhao pointed to his neck and said, "Zhen Xiaotao also uses this, and the effect is very good. Of course, he also put on some makeup to make sure his family members can't see it."

Fu Minghui opened the box and found a green ointment.

"It's a good thing. I didn't expect such a good thing to be found at the foot of the mountain." Chixin, who was sitting in the back seat, put his nose in it, sniffed it vigorously, and added something.

Fu Minghui dipped a little with his finger and rubbed it on the pinched scar on his neck based on his feeling.

She had observed it before when she was changing clothes.

The scars from being strangled were red and swollen, and she seemed to have a poisonous snake coiled around her neck.

At that time, she also wondered, did the people who were hanged all have the same injuries? I don’t know if she stuck out her tongue when she was pinched.

She was not dead after all, she really had to be grateful.

And that was just looking at it, but now the tip of my finger touched it, and it hurt as if I had been stung by something, and I couldn't help but suck in the cold air.

Luo Zhao seemed unresponsive and concentrated on driving, but his brows furrowed.

Chixin saw it clearly in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but understand.

"Is Zhen Xiaotao really okay?" After all, she is so serious for a living person.

"He's fine." Luo Zhao didn't answer, but Chi Xin from the back seat interjected, "Sometimes, people who can't resist are stronger. After all, the angle and stiffness of the body will naturally reject it, and it's hard for the other party to attack. As for you, you have always been If you want to hide or escape, then you are giving away your neck.”

"It just means lying flat and dying is the most powerful thing."

"As a believer, please don't always interpret wrong ideas, okay?"

Seeing how angry he was, Fu Minghui no longer felt the pain in his neck, and showed a smile that showed success.

She also discovered that when she got to the foot of the mountain, she really didn't respect Chixin very much.

Maybe it was because of the arrogant environment on the mountain. After all, there was only one person in the world who could not keep a low profile in front of the statue.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

Chixin rolled his eyes: Did you remember to ask now?

This little Taoist friend trusted Luo so much that she would follow wherever he asked her to go.

If Luo was a bad person and sold her, she would still be happy.

How could someone from the Dao Sect be so stupid?

While he was angry, he heard Luo Zhao say, "Li Yu has been found."

First update.

Li Yu finally appeared.