Meow, there are ghosts haunting

Hua Li didn't pay attention to Fang Zicheng's unattractive expression.

"If you hadn't saved my cat, I really wouldn't care about human affairs at all." Hua Li glanced over several people, put on her white gloves slowly, and said indifferently: "Mr. Take a step to speak?"

Fang Zicheng looked at the injured and unconscious kitten who was playing the bottle, and then at Huali who was expressionless.

"Please." He wanted to see what this person would tell him.

Ji Chengzhi jumped onto Huali's shoulder lightly, and he was going to listen to what Huali and Fang Zicheng had to say.

Fang Zicheng brought Huali and Ji Chengzhi to the study.

"What do you want to say?" Fang Zicheng tapped lightly on the handle of the wheelchair with his fingers. This is a small gesture that only occurs when he is in a bad mood. It is obvious that Huali's words just now have offended his bottom line. Tempered to listen to Huali, it is entirely because of what Huali said just now: If you hadn't saved my cat...

Hmph, that is obviously his cat, he picked it up in his own backyard, how could it be someone else's.

Displeased, annoyed, Mr. Fang has a little mood.

"The target of those crows is you." Huali never likes to be secretive when speaking, and has no intention of beating Fang Zicheng around the bush. After all, this matter is related to Fang Zicheng's safety, and the crows are obviously hostile to the ghosts in the underworld.

Betrayer of the gods...?What god is it?Which god is it?

Fang Zicheng was taken aback for a moment, those crows were indeed too weird, but if he hadn't thought about having something to do with him, he would have thought that the crows were frightened and attacked people.

"I don't understand what you mean by that." Fang Zicheng frowned.

"Crows like shade. Haicheng's coastal area is open, not close to forests or mountains. The land is clean, and it's not a mass grave cemetery. There should be no crows gathering in groups." Hua Li said: "Then there is only one possibility , that something draws them together."

Fang Zicheng didn't say a word, because this matter was too unimaginable, and he didn't trust this doctor in a white coat who treated cats.

"Mr. Fang, for your safety, please let me have a detailed physical examination."

"I have a physical examination in the hospital every year, and you can read the case reports from the hospital." Fang Zicheng turned the wheelchair, wanting to find the case reports.

"No." Hua Li moved to block his way, with burning eyes, said: "I don't need a case report from a human hospital, just by your breath, I can know the current condition of your body... You have recently slept The quality is very good, because there is no leg disease."

Fang Zicheng raised his eyes slowly, facing Shang Huali's deep and dark eyes: "You..."

"Your hamstrings...have no disease, so you don't want to know why it can't move, it doesn't feel?" Hua Li slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

Hanging on Huali's shoulder, Ji Chengzhi looked at Doctor Cat's pretending to be mysterious, covered his mouth with his paw and sniggered "meow meow".

In fact, Huali is not so powerful, he can indeed use Qi to judge the current physical condition of a person. After all, all living beings have energy, and anyone with keen senses can judge it.

Although Fang Zicheng's legs and feet are inconvenient, his body is very good, and his energy and spirit are stable. Of course, he is in good health.

As for whether Fang Zicheng slept or not at night, Huali asked the old cat next door before entering Fang's house...

Fang Zicheng was dubious about Huali, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything from Huali's expression.

Legs have always been his obsession...

"it is good."

Fang Zicheng originally thought that Huali's so-called "full-body examination" was to scan him with various high-end medical equipment, but he never thought that Huali's so-called "full-body examination" was just... to feel the pulse! ? ?

It took an unknown amount of time before Huali retracted the finger that was pressing on Fang Zicheng's wrist.

When Ji Chengzhi saw that he was frowning slightly, with a pensive look on his face, he knew that there must be something wrong.

"Meow meow?" How about it?Don't think that Hua Li is just an ordinary old Chinese doctor taking the pulse. When he feels the pulse, he will put his own Qi into the other person's body.

"The yin qi is so heavy that it leads to sluggish vitality. In two years, your leg will really have no cure."

Fang Zicheng didn't quite understand what was going on in front of him, but he did understand what was going on behind him, and the darkness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the light began to shine.

"Can my leg be healed?"

"Yes, but... a bit troublesome."

"Tell me." Fang Zicheng looked at Huali with burning eyes. If this person could really heal his leg, he would do whatever it took. Of course, this also had to be done by Huali.

"Your legs have been invaded by yin qi for a long time. You need to find a master of the pure yang technique, and inject the pure yang essence into the meridians on your legs to defeat the sinking ailments, let the vital energy flow again, and then go through medical rehabilitation. Jian..."

Fang Zisheng would definitely not be stupid if he could become the most famous house designer in all of China, but when facing Huali today, he doubted whether he was stupid at home for too long.

What master of magic, what pure yang... what exactly do you mean? ?

Ji Chengzhi looked at the bewildered designer with pity.

"The difficulty lies in the current state of China. It is recorded in the Shumeng that the only master who practices the method of pure yang is Jue Xuanzi, the master of Ziyang temple. Suffered from internal injuries, and is now retreating, and the younger generation who practice the method of pure yang in Ziyang temple, the heat is not enough." Hua Li shook her head.

In fact, even if Master Ziyang is not injured, it is not an easy task to ask him to come out of the mountain for medical treatment.

Ziyang Temple... the essence of pure yang... why does it sound familiar! ?

Ji Chengzhi's tail wagged and wagged, suddenly the whole cat froze, ah! !He remembered where he had seen "Purple Sun View", and slapped Huali's face with his paw.

"Meow..." Li Xiaowu, I know a super powerful little magician who cultivates Yang Gong! !

Mingdu.

Wearing a round hat with fur ears on his head, long hair draped over his shoulders, wearing a cute little tiger knit sweater, matching kung fu pants and cloth shoes, and carrying a big backpack, the young boy with delicate facial features stares wide-eyed Start with the little card in your hand.

"Taohua Street... Ah, Taohua Street is here..." muttering, looking up and seeing the street sign at the corner of the road, his eyes lit up, he turned the corner and walked into Taohua Street, continuing to look at the small card in his hand : "No. 4 Taohua Street, No. 4...Ming Bone Hall... Ah, I found it!!"

Seeing that the quaint storefront was exactly the same as the shading on the card, the little boy's eyes lit up and he ran in happily.

After Mu Ziyu sent Ji Chengzhi's family away, he distributed some of the unfinished tasks in his hands to several managers, thinking about going to Haicheng to find his cat.

Unexpectedly, the supervisor who had just left for a short time came back again.

"Boss, a customer came to the front shop, holding your business card in his hand, and said he wanted to find you."

There are two types of business cards in the Ming Bone Hall, one is printed with only the basic information of the store, this kind of business card is placed at the front desk, and all customers who come in can take it, and the other is more special, that is, the name "Mu Ziyu" is printed on it. It is not public. Since the official opening of the Ming Bone Hall, Mu Ziyu has only given fifteen people, and these people have a very high status, and they are all distinguished guests of the Ming Bone Hall. Therefore, there are rumors that "Mu Ziyu's business card" is Ming Bone Hall The VIP card of the Bone Hall.

Mu Ziyu paused to pack his things, and thought about who would come to the door with his business card at this time, but unexpectedly, he had to go and see who it was.

When Mu Ziyu came to the front shop, he saw a cute young boy looking curiously at the ancient pieces in his shop.

"Why did you come to Mingdu?" It turned out to be the little celestial master Yuan Qing.

"I heard that you made a seven-piece set of ancient copper coins, so come here."

Mu Ziyu raised his eyebrows slightly. A few days ago, the store did accept a bunch of ancient coins. He found a very special one in it, and made it into a set of seven "Tianbao Chijin". How did Yuan Qing in the imperial capital know.

"It's a set." Mu Ziyu beckoned the supervisor to go to the warehouse to fetch the "Tianbao Chijin" money that was going to be kept as an auction item in the next season, and took Yuan Qing to the backyard.

Following Mu Ziyu into the backyard, Yuan Qing curiously looked at the ancient pavilions, terraces and pavilions, rockery pools, and corridor doors...Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and his eyes lit up: "You are really here!" good."

Then, I saw a big fat white goose swaggering past him, followed by a man holding a camera and carrying a drawing board behind the goose.

"good."

Not long after, the supervisor sent over seven pieces of "Tianbao Chijin" won coins. Yuan Qing smiled as he looked at the dull and mottled coins lying flat in the brocade box.

"This money is really good, you can make a price." The little celestial master said very richly.

Although this set of coins is rusty and mottled, it was cast during the heyday of the Great Treasure and when the first female emperor of the Hua Kingdom ascended the throne. There are a total of 21 coins. After the change of dynasties, many of them were lost and destroyed. Mu Ziyu unexpectedly It's really amazing to get seven.

Mu Ziyu estimated a reasonable price, then chopped off the odds and gave Yuan Qing a whole number.

Yuan Qing took out the glittering golden bank card to pay, and happily put the won money into his backpack, and said, "Let me know when you receive old old money."

"can."

Suddenly, the mobile phone in Mu Ziyu's pocket rang. When he took it out, he saw that it was his cat.

As soon as the call was connected, Ji Chengzhi asked, "Yu'er, I remember you have the business card of the owner, Little Heavenly Master..."

What the hell is Yuer? Mu Ziyu couldn't help being amused by his cat. Hearing his words, he looked at Yuan Qing who was eating glutinous rice dumplings with bright eyes on the opposite side.

"What happened to you looking for him?"

Ji Chengzhi told Fang Zicheng about Hua Li's "full body check".

"Understood, I will take him there." After hanging up the phone, Mu Ziyu said to Yuan Qing: "I have something to trouble you..."