After inheriting the Taoist temple in the haunted house, the ancestors appeared

"Then you mean the result is the same whether the operation is performed or not?"

The young doctor was at a loss for words when he was asked, and he calmed down before explaining.

"Master, you can't say that. No matter whether you can recover from the operation or not, you can still survive. But if you don't have the operation, you will die. Besides, if the bone is broken, if you don't care about it, just the pain. It’s not something ordinary people can bear.”

Chu Cheng snorted softly: "Since he has become a useless person, what difference does it make if he is alive or dead?"

The young doctor was so frightened that his pupils dilated suddenly.

Seeing that he understood what he said, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and when he exerted force on his hand, he heard a click, and the bones were dislocated. The young doctor didn't even have time to utter a painful cry, and he lost his breath in an instant.

Chu Cheng killed someone without showing any panic on his face, and even took out a white handkerchief from his pocket with some disgust, wiped his hands carefully, and shouted: "Qiu Hong."

In the blink of an eye, a beautiful young female ghost appeared in the room with a cold voice: "Master."

"Deal with it."

"Yes."

Qiuhong stepped forward, picked up the warm body on the ground with one hand, and took it out.

Chu Cheng threw the used handkerchief on the ground, and when he looked up again, he saw that Liang Bin, who was still unconscious on the bed just now, had opened his eyes, his face was pale and ugly, his voice was hoarse, and he shouted two words with difficulty: " Master."

Chu Cheng hummed lightly: "Are you awake?"

Liang Bin looked at the old man who was about the same age as him in front of him, and asked with difficulty: "Is Master going to abandon me?"

There was a trace of grievance in his tone, for a moment he looked like an insecure child.

Chu Cheng went to the bed and sat down, and asked him, "Afraid of death?"

Liang Bin remained silent.

No one is not afraid of death, his limbs have already been crushed by Chu Yang, and the little ghost took him to escape desperately, isn't it just to live?

He knew that the master was a cold-blooded person, but he still came to him after all. Liang Bin thought that he had been with Chu Cheng for decades, so he should always have a little bit of the warmth of a master and apprentice in his heart.

But what the master said just now made his heart sink to the bottom of the valley.

A useless person who is of no use to him is not even worthy of living.

Liang Bin suddenly regretted, regretting that he had tried his best to protect his soul, so Brother Xin brought Chu Cheng's soul out and revived him.

Thinking back to Senior Brother Xin's final tragic end, a little despair appeared in his eyes, and he closed his eyes.

Chu Cheng saw his complicated and regretful expression in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were tightened, and a chill came out of his eyes.

But soon, the chill was suppressed by him, the expression on his face became gentle, he patted the quilt with his hands, and said in a loving tone: "Hey, you child."

"Back then you tried your best to protect my soul, but now how could I easily abandon you. Your body is useless. After a while, I will ask someone to find another body for you."

Liang Bin opened his eyes in surprise: "Master?"

"Now the outside is under the control of the police, so I can't send you to the hospital, but I asked the doctor to give you anesthesia just now, you should take this opportunity to rest, and come to see you after I finish my business."

After Chu Cheng finished speaking, he stood up and called Qiu Lan to wait on him, and walked out by himself.

In the living room, Chu sat on the sofa, frowning, staring at something lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Qiu Hong came out of the basement, walked to Chu Cheng, glanced at a room upstairs, and asked in a low voice: "Master, don't you want to deal with it?"

Knowing that he was talking about Liang Bin, Chu Cheng shook his head: "Keep it for now."

"Both of them died in one mission, which will make other wizards scruples. Besides, although Liang Bin has a bad temper, he is still loyal to me. You can find him a body in a few days."

Qiuhong agreed, but didn't dare to ask any more questions.

She has been with Chu Cheng for nearly a hundred years, so she naturally knows what kind of temperament her master is, a person who can even refine her own son into a ghost.

Family affection was worthless in his eyes.

She knew very well that Chu Cheng was intent on killing Liang Bin just now, otherwise wouldn't the warm male corpse just now be given to him to live in?

"Autumn Red."

"Owner."

"You send a few brats to bring Qian Yicai's soul back. If someone stops you, it will be destroyed directly, saving him from exposing our information."

After most people die, their mental consciousness will be in a state of chaos, and they don't know whether they are dead or alive.

Once Qian Yicai's consciousness is clear, with the ability of those Taoist priests, he will definitely be able to ask a lot of things from his mouth. After all, he looks like a dog on the outside, but in fact he has no bottom line.

"Yes--"

Before Qiu Hong finished speaking, she heard someone shouting, "Master, there are ghosts nearby!"

Saying that, two black shadows rushed out of the room in an instant, and Qiu Hong immediately chased them out vigilantly.

Chu Yang, who was eavesdropping in the dark, did not expect to be discovered so quickly this time, and was about to leave when he was entangled by three ghosts.

Qiu Hong's face was full of murderous intent, but when she saw the other person's face clearly, she was slightly startled, and shouted in surprise: "Young master!"

Chu Yang glanced at her lightly, didn't recognize who it was, and didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, so he shot directly.

These three ghosts are the generals around Chu Cheng, and they will allow him to use convenient 'weapons', so their strength will naturally not be weak.

After several fights between the two sides, Chu Yang barely drew with them, and it was difficult to escape.

At this time, Chu Cheng also came out, seeing that the other party was Chu Yang, with a look of surprise on his face, he shouted to Qiu Hong and the others: "Don't hurt him."

"Yes!" The three ghosts said in unison.

In fact, even without Chu Cheng's order, it would not be easy for the three of them to hurt Chu Yang.

However, Chu Yang couldn't escape after being entangled by them. After fighting for a long time, his face became a little impatient.

Seeing that the three ghosts of Qiuhong were all injured, Chu Cheng gradually fell into a disadvantage, his heart sank, and he turned and went back to the villa.

Within a few minutes, more than a dozen ghosts rushed out of the villa again and joined the battle. Qiu Hong and the others took the opportunity to retreat to the side.

Chu Yang also noticed that although the strength of the dozen or so ghosts was not as strong as those of the three ghosts, they used wheel battles to fight with him and secretly consumed his physical strength.

He was anxious, but he couldn't get rid of them.

Chu Yang killed one, two rushed out of the villa, killed two, and rushed out four, as if the ghosts in this villa were inexhaustible and could not be killed.

The fight lasted until dawn, and it was unknown what tactics Chu Cheng used. No matter how fiercely they fought, no neighbors came out to check.

Until the sun gradually rises.

Chu Yang was exhausted, unable to hold on, and fainted on the ground——

At noon, Tang Gui didn't feel like taking a nap, so he wanted to go for a walk on the playground.

At this moment, Taoist priests Luo Xing and Luo Yiji are leading the people who came into contact with the ghosts yesterday to sit on the steps to bask in the sun, increasing their yang energy.

Seeing Tang Gui approaching, everyone waved and greeted him enthusiastically, and asked him how his injuries were with concern.

Tang Gui was not in the mood to chat with others, so he just replied that it was okay, so he went to the corner and found a place where no one was there to sit quietly.

Half a day has passed, but Chu Yang has no news at all.

It was only at this time that Tang Gui realized that he was not as powerful as others said, or even useless.

At this time Chu Yang disappeared, and he couldn't help him except worrying.

"Buzz."

His phone vibrated.

Wang Qingren sent a message: "I asked someone to check the surveillance, but I didn't find the whereabouts of the patriarch."

"Ah."

When Tang Gui asked Wang Qingren to check the surveillance, he didn't hold out much hope.

He turned off the phone screen, put it in his arms, rested his chin on one hand and stared at something in a daze.

Sitting like this, the afternoon passed.

In the evening, Wang Qingren learned that Tang Gui hadn't eaten all day, so he took a meal to his dormitory and pulled him up from the bed.

"Tang Gui, I know that the patriarch has not heard from him for a day. You are worried, but everything still needs to be eaten."

"One of the wizards died and one was injured last night. They will definitely not let it go. If you don't cheer up, how will you deal with them?"

Tang Gui looked at the meal and frowned slightly: "I have no appetite."

"Then tell me, what do you want to eat?"

Tang Gui shook his head, his tone was light: "I don't have anything to eat, I just want to be quiet for a while."

He wanted to calm down and think carefully about the situation that Chu Yang might face now, and how he should deal with it.Wang Qingren said stubbornly: "No, even if you don't have an appetite, you still have to eat a little."

Tang Gui didn't speak, but he didn't move either.

Wang Qingren coaxed and said: "How about this, after you finish your meal, I will tell you a way to find the patriarch."

Tang Gui looked at him and asked in disbelief, "Do you have a solution?"

Wang Qingren interrupted him: "It's true, I won't lie to you, eat it quickly."

Tang Gui may have gone to the doctor in a hurry, but he really believed what he said, put on his shoes and got out of bed, and sat at the desk to eat silently.

In fact, he has always been picky about his food, and he ate very politely and slowly, but Tang Gui was not picky about this meal.

After he put the last mouthful of rice into his mouth, he put down his chopsticks and threw out two words: "Method."

"Do you still remember the wizard who was killed by a sniper? That night, Daoist Luo Xing took his soul away. He was interrogated just now, but he was very stubborn and refused to reveal the information of the person behind it..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Gui stood up and asked, "Where are you?"

"Principal's office."

Tang Gui stepped out quickly, suddenly thought of something, turned around and picked up the black backpack and put it on his shoulder.

When he walked into the office, the ghost of Qian Yicai, an old man in a fleece coat who was shot last night, was being tied to a chair by a yellow talisman cloth painted with talismans. He took turns interrogating.

But no matter what they said, Qian Yicai just snorted coldly and remained silent, with an arrogant attitude that if you have the ability, you will destroy me.

After Tang Gui walked in, he patted the shoulder of Daoist Luo Yi who was asking questions, and said indifferently, "Daoist Luo Yi, let me come."

Daoist Luo Yi didn't refuse, he got up and gave up his position.

Tang Gui sat down at the table and said in a calm voice, "Hello, we meet again."

When Qian Yicai saw that it was him, his face became ferocious, and he sneered, "I didn't expect you, a young boy, to use such insidious tricks."

Indeed, they knew that there were policemen and Taoist priests in the school, and even though there were ghosts, they didn't think anything of it. They didn't expect that a sniper was still ambushing around and shot him dead while he was off guard.

Tang Gui put the backpack on the table, took out brushes, cinnabar ink, yellow paper and other things from it, and placed them on the table.

Qian Yicai saw it, and sneered, "What's the matter, do you think you can scare me by drawing a talisman?"

"If you have the ability, just kill me with a ghost-killing talisman, otherwise you will be the first to die if I turn around."

Tang Gui pretended he didn't hear, dipped his pen in cinnabar ink, and silently recited the talisman, forming a talisman on the yellow paper.

He drew several talismans one after another. Wang Qingren was a layman, so he couldn't understand the way to do it. He only felt that the movement of Tang Gui's talisman drawing was very smooth. Every time he drew it with one stroke, it was a bit pleasing to the eye.

But this scene stunned the other four people present.

They knew that Tang Gui could draw talismans, but they had never seen him draw talismans with their own eyes.

This... It's a bit amazing to complete a talisman in one stroke, let alone draw several pieces in one breath.

Not to mention them, even the few highly respected high-level practitioners in the Taoist sect can't achieve this level, but I don't know how many of his talismans can be used.

Tang Gui was preoccupied with other things, so he didn't pay attention to their expressions at all. After drawing five or six pictures, he put down his brush and looked up to see Qian Yicai who also showed a surprised expression on the opposite side.

"Since you don't want to say it, I don't bother to ask, so just use torture."

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