[Net King] Money people are omnipotent

The nurse entered the ward with a medical tray.

Kirihara sat with his knees together, in a very formal sitting posture, he shrank back, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

The entire ward was deserted and silent.

This morning, Liu came to the hospital with Kirihara because he wanted to know who the ghost next to Yukimura was.

Yukimura lives in a VIP ward, and Master Xuan Ming has no way to come in directly.

When he was dealing with the nurse at the front desk, he happened to see Liu and Qieyuan.

After a conversation, Qieyuan learned that he was a master of metaphysics, and found that the hospital was very dark, so he came here to catch ghosts.

Liu was still a little hesitant, but Qieyuan had already cheerfully invited him into the ward.

At that time, the lights in the ward were turned off, and the curtains were drawn tightly.

Chi Ding watched a few 3D movies when he was playing in Tokyo, and only then did he understand why his ghost stories were not attractive, because they were dry and lacked atmosphere.

"At this time, a gust of wind blows!"

Chi Ding waved his finger, and the curtain floated up.

Yukimura smiled, a deep black light flickered in his eyes.

Chiding is concentrating on telling ghost stories to Yukimura.

The door was flung open, and light leaked in.

Before Chi Ding could react, Master Xuan Ming took it into the talisman.

Yukimura's pupils froze, and he almost lost his voice: "Chiding!"

He got out of bed in a panic.

Qieyuan was stunned, standing at the door covering his mouth, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, so stiff that he couldn't move.

Xingmura raised his voice, his voice stern: "What did you do to Chiding!"

The beautiful and slender fingers curled up and clenched into fists.

Master Xuanming said lightly: "This ghost was born in the Dragon Cleaving Formation, and all the unhappiness and hatred and grievances accumulated in the world should not have survived. I must destroy him."

Yukimura lowered his voice, trembling slightly, his voice became more and more inaudible: "He never had any intention of harming anyone."

"Must disappear."

The tone of voice was bone-chilling.

The nurse put down the tray and adjusted the flow rate on the drip bottle.

Yukimura looked sleepy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Liu: "Haven't you arrived yet?"

Liu looked sideways, and his tone was gentle and warm, without any anger: "It should take a while."

Yukimura remained silent, his eyes darkened.

The nurse picked up the rubber bands from the tray.

Yukimura drew blood expressionlessly, his eyes were burning, and he became sad little by little.

Kirihara said awkwardly: "Minister."

Yukimura closed his eyes, ignoring him.

Qieyuan looked at Liu in a panic, and Liu could only shake his head slightly at him.

……

The door of the hospital.

Atobu raised his head, and there was a faint streamer at the end of his eyes, which was full of colors: "Jinjing General Hospital?"

Teak looked at the address given by Bu Er on the phone: "In the VIP ward, let's go."

She is dressed very neatly today, smart and moving.

Atobe whispered softly: "It seems that someone is hospitalized here."

Yuki walked in front, heard Atobe muttering in a low voice, turned around and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing."

The ward phone rang.

Yukimura raised his eyelashes slowly.

The nurse at the front desk was holding the phone, her eyes wandering to Atobe from time to time.

"Hi, Mr. Yukimura, here are two friends who say they are yours, one is Ms. Yuki and the other is Mr. Atobe."

"Yes, they are my friends."

Liu Wenyan got up, and finally let go of her tightly pursed lips: "Are they here?"

"Ah."

Yukimura smiled, and his pale complexion became more colorful: "I'm still on an IV, Liu, you go and pick it up."

Qieyuan hurriedly got up, and smiled very honestly: "I will go too."

At the front desk, the nurse hung up the phone and said softly, "You can go up."

Teak stared at the nurse for a second, then smiled, his eyes brightened: "He has his master~"

Atobe raised his eyelids and did not deny it.

The nurse was a little shy.

The space in the elevator was already small, and Atobe moved closer, looking in a good mood: "Is there a master? Who is my master?"

The first half of the sentence is still teasing, but the second half of the sentence is serious like a sigh.

His voice is usually clear and smooth, and he has the demeanor of a gentleman, but now he deliberately lowered his voice, making him appear extraordinarily deep and gentle, almost whispering.

Yuuki glanced at Atobe.

Atobe laughed softly, and the stern outline softened.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Liu and Kirihara were waiting there.

"Miss Yuki?" Liu's back was straight, and she smiled gracefully, "I am Fuji-kun's friend Liu Renji, and he is my student Kirihara Akaya."

Teak nodded: "Hi, I'm Teak Zaoji."

Kirihara tugged on Terry's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't he Atobe of the Ice Empress?"

Liu frowned slightly, and remained calm.

Atobe's eyes were a little thin, and the smile on his lips faded: "It's Yukimura who is looking for teak, Li Haida?"

Liu nodded: "Yes."

The ward door was pushed open.

Yukimura sat on the hospital bed with his back leaning on the pillow, even though his face was pale, he had a noble demeanor as bright as the breeze and the moon.

"Thanks for your hard work, Master Yuki, I am Yukimura Seichi."

He was a little surprised: "Long time no see, Mr. Atobe."

Atobe stared at it for a while, but did not deliberately: "Ah, long time no see."

"Zhou Zhu didn't make it clear to me, so he said that the matter was urgent." Teak nodded lightly, without further conversation, pulled out the chair and sat down, "Please tell me more about the specific situation."

"Okay." Yukimura nodded, but right now he seems to be even emotionally slow, and his smile can't reach his eyes, "I have a friend, he..."

Yukimura paused, his tone was serious, his expression didn't fluctuate: "He's a ghost."

Atobu raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, with a complicated look on his face.

When Yukimura spoke, he looked into Yuki's eyes, and he spoke neither too fast nor too slowly, emphasizing: "Although he is a ghost, he has a good heart and no intention of harming others. At most, he is a little noisy."

Teak is thoughtful.

Yukimura treats people with gentleness and courtesy, but he is also very indifferent and has a sense of distance, as if separated by dense fog, unable to see the truth clearly.

Teak could see the loneliness and isolation in his bones at the first glance.

Such a person would say that a ghost is his friend.

"Just this morning, an old gentleman rushed in suddenly, put him in the talisman, and said he wanted to destroy him. He said he was a dragon, a product of the Dragon Formation."

Teak raised his chin slightly: "Zailong Formation?"

"Ah, you don't want to save him, do you?" Atobe folded his arms and looked at him leisurely, "Xingmura, he shouldn't exist in this world."

"I know." Yukimura lowered his eyes, covering his emotions, "but..."

Shen Sheng was quiet for a long time, and Yu Mu slowly said: "You just say, I can't find him."

Yukimura seemed to be thinking of something, dazed for a few seconds, and waved to Liu: "I have his portrait here."

At Liu's feet was the sealed portrait, and he bent down to pick it up.

Liu took off the cloth.

The man in the painting is dressed in red, with sharp and deep features, and a dissolute smile on his charming face.

Yukimura is very good at drawing, lifelike.

"Red cauldron?"

"Stupid boy?"

The gentleness between Yukimura's brows and eyes disappeared immediately, and he became a bit fierce and aggressive: "Do you know Chiding?"

"Isn't he the ghost king?" Atobe Yunqing raised his eyelashes calmly, "So weak?"

Yuki thought for a moment: "Yes, he is the King of Ghosts..."

"Yukimura-kun, what are the characteristics of that old gentleman?"

Yukimura thought for a while, paused word by word, and spoke very slowly: "Wearing a white robe, with a bone-bone fairy air, and an extraordinary demeanor."

Atobu turned his eyebrows, and said in a calm voice, "It can't be Master Xuanming."

"The one who can make Chiding helpless is probably Shigong."

Liu pursed the corners of her lips, and raised her tone slightly: "Is Master Xuan Ming the teacher of Lord Yumu?"

"Yes."

Teak seemed to be thinking, and after a moment of silence, he pondered: "I'll make a phone call first."

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感谢在2022-07-1017:31:31~2022-07-1022:57:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 19 bottles of Fuxi; 1 bottle of Cherry and Aries;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!