Yin Yang Pharmacy

"No." Li Chongguan said.

"No."

"Why?" Ke Ji raised his eyelids and asked softly, "The reason?"

"It's too dangerous." Li Chong'an said concisely.

"It's the human soul that changes the soul. What do you think is such a random thing?"

"It was his first time, and he only succeeded once because of a coincidence."

How can it be so easy to lead souls to make bridges.

"Don't talk about anything else, in case something is hurt," Li Chong'an said indifferently, "You made the only celestial master of the Chen family into a brain/disabled person, who will be responsible?"

"Although he was originally a fool..." Li Chongguan muttered in a low voice.

Chen Zhinan: "..."

"That has nothing to do with me." Ke Ji tapped lightly on the handle of the chair with his left hand, as if a little impatient, and forced his temper down again.

"Is it difficult?"

"Big." Li Chongguan glanced at Chen Zhinan.

It seems that it is not big at first, why is it more difficult to put it on this person than to climb to the sky.

Anyway, in his eyes, Chen Xu seemed to do everything easily.

Chen Zhinan?

Ugh.

Chen Zhinan nodded: "I don't know why just now... well, I just climbed over the wall and got in."

"Over the wall?" Ke Ji pondered for a while, shaking his arms and sleeves, and said, "The walls in this garden are full of old objects, the walls have fallen a lot, and the white ash that has fallen all over the ground has not been cleaned up."

Chen Zhinan said that it was an old item.

"Then turn it over again." Ke Ji said, "It's so slippery."

"Stop making trouble." Li Chongguan replied stiffly, "I won't allow it."

Ke Ji sneered, his tone rose slightly, and he mocked sarcastically: "You want my garden again, and you won't do such a small thing for me. Are you planning to take it for nothing?"

"Li Chongguan, think about it for yourself, how can there be such a good thing in the world!"

Li Chongguan looked at Ke Ji silently, without answering.

"I, Ke Ji, am not unreasonable." Ke Ji continued, "No."

"Go away then," he said.

Ke Ji raised his eyebrows, the color on his body seemed to fade a bit, suddenly there was a gust of wind, and within a moment, most of Ke Ji disappeared.

The lights on the stage suddenly went out.The wind got stronger, and all the sand, rubble and gravel on the ground were rolled into the sky, crackling against the wooden beams of chairs and stools.

Li Chong's coffin moved at this moment.

He picked up a handful of yellow talismans—Chen Zhinan had just learned how to make them these few days—and rushed forward, the paper talisman was as hard as an iron pick in his hand, and it flew out with a bang. Nailed around the wooden chair Ke Ji was leaning on.

No more, no less, exactly eight.

"I'm sorry." Li Chongguan stepped on a few tables and chairs, and flew over, "I have an appointment with someone else,"

"I'm going to make a reservation for the plum garden."

The eight-way soul-fixing talisman can clear away hostility, and even the most resentful ghosts can't escape it.

Those tables, chairs, and benches were originally very expensive, but after all, under the urging of time, they rotted into a pile of crunching rotten wood. Some of them were so loose that they were directly trampled into wooden slats, causing a stir in the whole hall. The sour taste of dead wood.

There were some things hidden in Li Chong'an's clothes in his hands, and he was planning to rush over to give him a good time, so that the matter could be easily settled.However, no one expected that before Li Chong's coffin got close, the eight yellow talismans nailed there neither ignited white flames that frightened ghosts and gods, nor produced any chains to bind people's souls.

Quietly, as if nothing happened.

Three seconds later, in the howling wind, the eight soul-fixing talismans suddenly shot up from the ground,

Eight colorful and beautiful huge fireworks exploded in the air.

The smell of gunpowder sprayed Li Chong's coffin all over his face.

Li Chongcoffin: "..."

Chen Zhinan: "..."

That's right, Chen Zhinan didn't read the children's book carefully, so he might have drawn more or less strokes, which made him look like this.

The fireworks are all drawn, why didn't I draw a few explosions/pops, it's all over.

Chen Zhinan is what kind of gifted magic pen Ma Liang.

No matter how calm and reticent Li Chongcoin is, his face is as calm as water, his face is as calm as water, his aloofness and introversion are golden, and he just wants to let out a long sigh at this moment.

Alas, Chen Xu, where are you, I miss you so much.

Come and save your grandson, I really can't stand it anymore.

The fireworks exploded beautifully, with purple, red, and yellow flowers staggered one by one, high and low, with a sense of hierarchy, and the whole room was full of stars, shining down.

But he didn't feel even a little scorching temperature.

More fireworks only pulled a dazzling red, and fell into the beams of the roof, ending this short life alone.

Of course, Li Chong'an didn't intend to appreciate it, nor did he have the time to appreciate it.

He took a few steps forward, jumped onto the stage, and stopped three or four meters away from Ke Ji.

Ke Ji seemed to have been irritated.

"What did you want to do just now?"

"Li Chong's coffin."

The chair floated up vacantly and unsteadily, but there was no ghost of Ke Ji on it. He seemed to be hidden in the night in an instant.

Slowly, the stage lighted up again.

Lu Dan on the stage suddenly let out an extremely ear-piercing scream that almost pierced Chen Zhinan's eardrums.

Li Chongguan frowned slightly, as if he didn't hear the noise, and said, "Just now? I'll send you on your way."

"That's a bit difficult, sorry." Ke Ji's voice spread out on the stage, looking extraordinarily ethereal and eerie, frighteningly panicked, "Why don't I see you on your way?"

Chen Zhinan was about to be driven mad by Lu Dan's screams, but suddenly a dragon and phoenix cape came over his head, which caught him off guard.The rather ancient dusty smell of the dragon and phoenix necklace greeted Chen Zhinan's nose, making him cough a lot.

But he felt someone scratching the back of his neck lightly, and Ke Ji's voice came from next to his ear:

"Be careful, about [-]% of it is a costume made by my man."

"Children, I will reward you with a few prizes for fun."

"Caitou" refers to the fake head that is specially used for beheading and killing people in the play.

To put it bluntly, it is not a good thing.Chen Zhinan probably also understood a little bit, this lottery is not easy to win.

Chen Zhinan almost wanted to tear off the dragon and phoenix cape on his head, and thought that it might be very important to Ke Ji, so he couldn't bear it for a while, so he took a little trouble and carefully peeled it off.

Immediately afterwards, Gulu Gulu rolled over with three lottery heads.The first one is pale-faced, pale-skinned, with slender brows and blood-red smears around the eyes, flooded by the light, looking at Chen Zhinan with a smile.

The second color head is the face of the black background, which was painted by Huli's mother. Half of the red beard is dragged on the ground and the other half is wrapped around the head, dripping wet and full of blood.

The third lottery rolled over, and it was exactly like Lu Dan.

Chen Zhinan felt a little sick.

The three colorful heads first rolled over, one on top of the other, bouncing around Chen Zhinan's feet, and then spread out again in a blink of an eye, rolling around Chen Zhinan.

The black-faced Caitou suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyeballs were full of bluish-white turbidity, small but ferocious, like real ones, staring at Chen Zhinan suspiciously for a while.

The white-faced hair rolled twice, hooked a fork on the wooden floor, stabbed it, and tore off a large piece of scalp.

That's the real head.

Baimian paused as if feeling pain, then narrowed his eyes and grinned, showing his fangs.

"Lu Dan" rolled a couple of times in a daze, stopped moving, and suddenly opened his mouth, it turned out to be this play.

"The Jade Hairpin"

"This feeling is full of empty space, and no one is allowed to know."

Caitou sang loudly,

"Bright Moon - Shining on the Solitary Curtain"

"Tears falling—"

"How much do you know..."

It was Lu Dan's voice that Caitou spoke.

Lu Dan never studied acting.

The singing is jerky, without the slightest taste of the original libretto, and it becomes hoarse intermittently when the pitch is high.

I don't know if there is any connection with this environment, Chen Zhinan's knees actually went limp when he heard these few words.

And the real Lu Dan on the stage was still posing in that pose, roaring hoarsely.

"Brother Quan!" Chen Zhinan kicked the three winners aside, turned around and found Lu Dan on the stage.

no head.

"Look at the braised egg!" Chen Zhinan exclaimed.

Li Chong'an is currently having a physical conflict with a bunch of strange outfits.As soon as the head-tied box was lifted, the gold and silver buttoned cigarette felt hat, the grabbing soldier's helmet and the Erlang's fork all greeted them as if they didn't want money.

The humidity in Sichuan is heavy, and these outfits have not been maintained for a long time, causing a musty smell, mixed with smoke and dust, shaking off.

The tiger head card popped out with a whoosh, and slapped it shockingly in the middle of the hall, and there were a few more ghosts on the scene.

The tattered plastered shirt was full of holes, dragging the shackles and the clamps, and walked over flickeringly, the iron chains dragged on the ground, and the rings were knocked together with the stones.

The faces of those ghosts were covered with rotting flesh, and the skin of their mouths had fallen off, revealing shrinking gums and yellow-white tartar.

Li Chongguan turned a deaf ear to Chen Zhinan's cries, expressionlessly cut off the ghost's head with a dagger, stomped the wooden sign on the ground, and blocked the swiftly flying claws behind him impartially.

"He won't care." Ke Ji's voice came from afar, "Child, do you know that Li Chong'an is notoriously cold-faced and even colder-hearted."

"Oh, I almost forgot, you probably don't know." Ke Ji said lazily, "The secret of Li Chong's coffin."

"Want to hear it?"

Ke Ji seemed to smile and said.

"That secret, only the dead know."

Anger burst out in Li Chongguan's eyes.

Chen Zhinan had no time to take care of it anymore.

The place is really old, and the wooden floors creak when stepped on.

When Chen Zhinan staggered, he felt empty under his feet—the fragile floor suddenly opened a big hole by itself.

Chen Zhinan felt that he was falling rapidly and closed his eyes.

The severe pain imagined did not come.

It took a long time before Chen Zhinan felt someone kick his calf.

"Baby, wake up."

It's Ke Ji.

Chen Zhinan opened his eyes, and found himself lying on the ground, surrounded by Li Chongguan, Lu Dan, and Ke Ji.

All of them looked straight at him.

"Congratulations on changing your soul for the second time." Li Chongcoffin was dragged into this strange phantom halfway through the beating, but he didn't even pant, and said, "You also successfully pulled us in."

"This is very bad for your health, remember to get a good rest when you go back."

Lu Dan mouthed to Chen Zhinan and said: "Brother Nan, be careful, if Brother Quan finds out that you are easy to lose your soul in a falling state, he may drag you to the sky every day...

Chen Zhinan first glanced at Lu Dan in surprise: "Boiled egg, how are you?"

Ke Ji was half-floating in the air, and said: "I let her go, why? Since you have taken the risk to do this, out of righteousness, I let her go."

Chen Zhinan was quite shocked to think that this guy actually knows benevolence and righteousness.

Unexpectedly, Ke Ji turned his head and said contemptuously: "Do you think that we opera singers only know the love of children? After playing a small dip in the excerpts, even a pig has been soaked in the benevolence and righteousness of the family and the country."

"If he hadn't made the first move just now, I would have asked you to go back."

Lu Dan yelled again, you are not a gentleman at all if you force a girl to sing in an opera.

"You sing really badly." Ke Ji only said.

Li Chongguan didn't raise his provocative eyes at Ke Ji, but replied bluntly: "You don't let Meiyuan go."

Then he said to Chen Zhinan: "You guys are now tied together, don't think about it, he knows it all."

Chen Zhinan felt strange, so he thought in his heart: Li Chong's coffin is a pig.

Ke Jishen nodded in agreement and said, "That makes sense."

Li Chongcoffin: "?"

"This is the old street next to the plum garden." Ke Ji said, "Did you see the Yangtze River? I used to hang out with a bunch of poor kids there."

Chen Zhinan thought, you were also a little kid back then.

"It's different." Ke Ji said, "I'm someone who wants to be a character, how can they compare?"

"Can the people here see us?" Lu Dan asked.

"I can't see it." Li Chongguan replied, "This is just Boss Ke's memory."

"However—it seems that there is something more."

Li Chongguan stopped in his tracks, and looked warily at the women in western clothes on the side of the road.

Chen Zhinan suddenly felt familiar.

These girls are dressed up beautifully, wearing trendy dresses and short skirts, small leather shoes, and carrying bags,

The face is empty.

no face.

How familiar.

Suddenly, one of the women turned her head suddenly as if she sensed Li Chong's gaze.

Grinning, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

The woman originally turned her back to the four of them.

At this time, the head was adjusted 180 degrees out of thin air, but the body was still on the back.

The woman raised her head slightly and smiled strangely at Chen Zhinan.

Chen Zhinan's mind went blank.

Then he turned his head to look at Ke Ji.

This is...Ke Ji's memory?

The surrounding scenery seemed to be in a trance, Chen Zhinan felt a little dizzy for some reason, his body almost fell to the ground.

Li Chongguan reached out to pick him up in time.

When Chen Zhinan looked up again, the woman was gone.

It's wicked enough.

"Take it easy, don't stumble." Ke Ji said, "Child."

"I want to go home to see if my man is still there." Ke Ji frowned and said, "Trouble... how many years is it now?"

"51." Chen Zhinan replied without hesitation.

"Stupid pig." Ke Ji scolded with a smile, "I said this is in an illusion."

"It's been too long." He said, "I almost forgot when my man left."

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