Fierce God's Vest Super Healing

Echoing insects have been around since ancient times, and they are similar to the "ventriloquism" that entertainers in the rivers and lakes eat to make a living.

If you punch me once, I will give you two palms back.You hurt me once, and I ruin your life.

Many people in the world are like this.

Revenge for revenge, revenge for resentment.It's not that I didn't report, the time has not yet come.

That's why a monster like Yazi grows in this world.

Life is short, if you still want to wrong yourself blindly, wouldn't it be a very painful life?

The few who are willing to pay grievances with virtue are either saints or devils.

Bai Zili is not a saint, let alone a devil.He is just Bai Ze waiting for the birth of every generation of virtuous kings and saints.He is just a living version of the "encyclopedia" that knows everything about the world.

Zhu Jiuyin knew that Bai Zili was really hurt by him this time, so he didn't dare to come out for a while.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

Bai Zili wasn't in a hurry, he didn't believe that Zhu Jiuyin couldn't be dug out.

Not to mention how Bai Zili secretly planned to fight Zhu Jiuyin to the end.

The days of the human world and the demon world are still running as usual.

This morning, Zhu Yu, the office director of the Bureau of Demon Control, was walking on his way to work in a gray suit (work clothes) as usual.

His home is not far from the Demon Management Bureau, and it takes only 5 minutes to walk.

For civilian workers who don't make a lot of money, being able to drive or not.Therefore, walking to work is Zhuyu's daily standard.

As he was walking, he suddenly seemed to hear a small voice in the grass beside the road: "Help, help..."

Oh, is there a little demon hiding in the grass?Zhu Yu squatted on the side of the road curiously, and poked his head into the grass to see.

Unexpectedly, an accident happened.

A pink, translucent bug flew out quickly and hit his face.

Before he could react, the bug got into his nostril.

Ah... Sneeze, Zhu Yu was so stimulated that he sneezed several times in a row.

What the hell?This is a bug?Little demon?

In a panic, Zhu Yu hurriedly covered his nose and trotted all the way.

He ran into the office and sat on the seat, he was still panting.

After finally calming down, he rubbed his nose.

It's strange, why does the nose not itch or hurt, as if nothing happened just now? !

Forget it, nothing big should happen.

It's really not a problem to be "touched" by a bug and put it in the first few years of yelling all day long.

Help Bai Zili find every criminal record of Zhu Jiuyin.

Arranged dinner for Ying Chuan in the evening.

Received two enthusiastic citizens who have the courage to fight against evil spirits.

Grab the newly hired junior staff for business training.

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After a busy day, Zhu Yu was still a little tired.

In the entire Monster Management Bureau, except for Wu Geng, he is older.

Look up at the wall clock on the wall.

At six o'clock in the evening, the legendary time of meeting the devil.

At this time, his nose was a little itchy, he touched his nose, hey, his nose immediately stopped itching.

Or, because he was old, the scene in the morning was an illusion?

The bug actually brushed the cheek and flew away?

Shaking his head, he didn't think about it anymore, and got off work.

Packed up his things, he was going to get off work.

As soon as he stood up, he felt a sudden pain in his brain, his head spinning, and then his eyes turned black, and he passed out.

Two minutes later, "Zhu Yu" slowly opened his eyes, took his bag and went home.

"Old Zhu, leave work so early." When he walked into the corridor, the upstairs neighbor greeted him.

Without squinting, Zhu Yu ignored the upstairs neighbor and walked straight over.

Strange, what happened to Zhu Yu today?Why do you ignore people?The upstairs neighbor looked at Zhu Yu's back, a little puzzled.

"I'm back. Go wash your hands, you can eat soon." Zhu Yu's wife poked her head out of the kitchen and greeted him.

"I'm back. Go wash your hands, you can eat right away." Zhu Yu repeated his wife's words in a low voice, and sat at the dining table with a blank expression.

"What about you? Hurry up and wash your hands." When his wife brought out the dishes, she found that Zhu Yu was still sitting at the table with a briefcase in her hand, so she yelled again.

"What about you? Hurry up and wash your hands." Zhu Yu muttered softly, stood up and went to the bathroom.

Unable to hear what he was saying, his wife turned and went into the kitchen.

The son is going to college in other places, and the old couple are the only ones at home.

As usual, Zhu Yu and his wife sat at the table in silence and finished their meal.

After dinner, his wife washed the dishes, and Zhu Yu went to bed.

When his wife came out after washing the dishes, she found it strange that Zhu Yu had gone to bed so early.

Could it be that you are too tired today?Our family's old Zhu is indeed getting old.

We have lived together for more than 400 years, and after several centuries, no matter how intense the relationship is, it will become as dull as water.

The son has grown up, the couple is old, and there will be hundreds of years left in their lives. They care about each other and grow old together, which is quite happy.

Looking at Zhu Yu who was sleeping soundly, his wife silently covered him with the quilt, and then went to the living room to watch the series.

Nothing to say all night.Early the next morning, the alarm clock woke Zhu Yu up on time.

As usual, he put on a gray suit and clocked in at work.

When passing by the security management office on the first floor, Zhang Dapeng happened to be eating meat buns at the door. Seeing Zhu Yu, he stretched out his hand to pass the buns and asked him if he wanted to eat?

Zhu Yu walked over with a blank expression.It was as if he didn't know Zhang Dapeng at all.

Zhang Dapeng scolded his mother in his heart, "How did I offend this Zhu Yu?"

Along the way, everyone found that Director Zhu was very silent today, and his expression seemed a little dull.

Old Zhu, who is usually naughty on weekdays, is so cheap when he speaks, what's the matter today?

What happened at home?Or is there something wrong with your body?

Gossip is a common hobby of all races, and little demons are naturally not immune to it.

One morning, rumors about Zhu Yu spread in the bureau.

Whatever he wanted to transfer, he was blocked by the bureau;

Why is he having an affair with someone, and his wife is getting a divorce;

Old Zhu and his wife don't like the person their son is dating...

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, these gossips reached Wu Geng's ears.

I wish Yu many years of fighting side by side with him, he must care about his old colleagues.

He rang the internal line on the table: "Director Zhu, please come to my place, I have a file to file."

After more than ten minutes, Zhu Yu slowly pushed open the door of his office.

Hey, did you come in without knocking?It's not like what Zhu Yuhui would do.

It seemed that there was indeed something wrong with Zhu Yu.

Wu Geng looked at Zhu Yu calmly, but did not speak.

There was nothing wrong with his complexion, it was still white and plump with a ruddy complexion.

The body is standing upright, and there should be no problem with health.

Um?Oh no.He is standing so straight, what is he doing?

The eyes, why doesn't it seem right?Stare straight ahead.

Wu Geng followed Zhu Yu's line of sight and saw the white wall by the window, empty.

Really, really wrong.How is it the same as those humans who have hysteria?

"Old Zhu, look at me, what's wrong with you?" Wu Geng tried to wake up Zhu Yu's mind.

Unexpectedly, he heard Zhu Yu say in a single word: "Old Zhu, look at me, what's the matter with you?"

What do you mean, he imitated me, what is he doing?

Wu Geng stood up, walked to Zhu Yu's side, and patted his shoulder.

"Old Zhu, I'm Wu Geng, you don't know me anymore?"

If it was the first time, Wu Geng just felt strange that Zhu Yu imitated him.

Then this second time, when he heard Zhu Yu repeating "Old Zhu, I'm Wu Geng, don't you know me?", he was confused.

This is very sick.

He quickly supported Zhu Yu to sit on the sofa, took out his mobile phone and dialed Houchen's number.

"Doctor Hou, are you free now? I'll bring Zhu Yu over to the clinic, and you can show him."

"Okay, Uncle Wu, come here now. There are not too many patients today."

Along the way, Zhu Yu sat obediently, neither speaking nor moving, like a puppet being pulled by a thread.

The puppet art that has been lost for many years?Who the hell is so wicked!What does he want to do!

It shouldn't be, what kind of storms can be caused by controlling an old man with little force value?

While driving, Wu Geng looked at Zhu Yu beside him.

When he entered the clinic, he avoided Zhu Yu from a distance, pulled Hou Chen aside, and explained his suspicious discovery.

Why do you want to avoid Zhu Yu?That's because, if Zhu Yu was cast with a puppet technique and controlled, everything he said in front of him would be known to the manipulator.

"Look, how should this be treated?" After explaining the matter clearly, Wu Geng asked.

"It's also the first time I've encountered this kind of situation, I'll go and have a look first." Hou Chen rubbed the back of his head.

The two walked to Zhu Yu's side, and found that he was still maintaining a strange posture of stiffening his body and staring straight ahead.

Hou Chen looked into his eyes and waved his hand, but there was no response.

Then, he looked at Zhu Yu's eyelids again;

Pried open his mouth, looked at Zhu Yu's tongue coating, there was no problem.

Ah, this?

"Director Zhu, do you feel uncomfortable?" Houchen looked at the silly old man in front of him.

"Director Zhu, do you feel uncomfortable?" He found that the old man repeated his words exactly.

"Old Zhu, I'm Houchen. If you have a problem, you have to tell me so that I can help you." Houchen then deliberately said a long sentence.

Sure enough, Zhu Yu spoke up: "Old Zhu, I am Houchen. If there is a problem, you have to tell me so that I can help you."

Staring carefully at Zhu Yu's face, Hou Chen suddenly found that when Zhu Yu spoke, it seemed that his mouth was not open.

"Old Zhu, old Zhu, old Zhu." Hou Chen called out Zhu Yu's name several times.

He found something strange, the repeated sound of "Old Zhu, Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu" came from Zhu Yu's stomach.

Responders, this is Responders!

After patting his head, he remembered that Master once told him about a strange parasite as a bedtime story.

Legend has it that in the Song Dynasty, a human being named Peng Cheng recorded in "Continued Moke Wielding a Rhinoceros":

In the city of Bianjing, there was a scholar surnamed Yang who suffered from a strange disease in his middle age.As long as he opens his mouth to speak or talk to people, when he says a word, a strange voice in his stomach will say it.The sound was small at first, and gradually became louder after a few years.

Zhang Jingyue, a great human doctor in the Ming Dynasty, also mentioned that once he saw a beggar performing in public at the market, and a voice in his stomach imitated him.

Although this is a bit similar to the "ventriloquism" in Jianghu, there are still differences.He wanted to treat the beggar, but the beggar refused, because the beggar knew that he did not have the skills to make a living, and if he did not have the answer, he would not be able to perform shows to earn money and so on.

In order to survive, he had to sell miserably everywhere, and the latter story is more embarrassing.

"How to treat it?" After Houchen found the cause, Wu Geng breathed a sigh of relief.Now that the cause can be found, it can be cured.

"There is something called Leiwan that can be cured, and Banlangen can also be used." Hou Chen responded.

He remembered what his master said about this thunder pill, which tastes bitter, salty, slightly cold, and has a slight poison.Moreover, Banlangen, which is very common in Chinese herbal medicines, can also kill responders.

"Use a bowl of Banlangen medicinal juice, let him take it in five doses, and he will be cured after drinking it five times." Hou Chen went to the medicine shelf to get a pack of Banlangen and handed it to Wu Geng.