Skilled in managing a house

"Tian Yi Mi Tu"

After reading the contents on the mirror, all the bloody words on it disappeared after a while. In the bronze mirror, Zhang Yu's appearance is no longer riddled with holes and disgusting, but has become normal.

But Zhang Yu no longer had time to think about himself in the mirror, his mind was filled with the "Tian Yi Mi Tu".

I still remember when I was searching for the Prince Regent's treasure with Hua Yunong, Hua Yunong's ultimate goal was this "Tianyi Mi Tu". Under the dry well, Zhang Yu not only found the Four Symbols of Guizhen, but also obtained a Pixiu jade pendant and a suicide note.

It was clearly written in the suicide note that there was more than one picture of Tianyi.

Zhang Yu didn't know what the purpose of this thing was, and the two statements seemed to be different.

"Haimen Mountain Heaven Bridge. "Tian Yi Mi Tu" is at Haimen Mountain Heaven Bridge. Heaven Bridge has gone and never returned. Heaven Bridge, Heaven Bridge." Zhang Yu muttered these words. Suddenly, his body suddenly shook. Heaven Bridge Why does this name sound so familiar?

Of course it sounds familiar. During the few days he was undercover in the mental hospital, the name Tiantang Bridge made Zhang Yu's ears go numb.

I still remember that man who kept saying one thing over and over again, "Never cross the Bridge of Heaven, there is a ghost!"

"How did he know about Tiantang Bridge? Where exactly is Tiantang Bridge?" Suddenly, Zhang Yu's curiosity aroused.

Originally, in Zhang Yu's opinion, that man was just a dead person, no different from an idiot. Zhang Yu didn't take the Heaven Bridge seriously either.

Good thing now, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong here.

There must be some problems in this place called Paradise Bridge, and there should be quite a lot of problems. It is estimated that no one will be able to come out alive after entering. And the person who died but didn't die might be the only survivor. However, living like this is probably ten thousand times more painful than death.

Zhang Yu took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and finally made a decision. It was best not to mess around with this matter about the Haimen Mountain Heaven Bridge. No matter how curious I am, this matter doesn't seem to have much to do with me anymore.

He looked carefully at the bronze mirror in front of him and slowly reached out to touch it. With a gentle touch of his fingers, there was a burst of coldness, and immediately after, he could feel that there was an evil spirit and an ancient atmosphere on it.

"This thing is really not a good thing. It's best to destroy it to avoid leaving harm to others!"

An idea came to his mind. Although he knew that this should be a good treasure, it was too evil. He moved his body to the side, raised his left palm, and a bolt of thunder struck out from his palm, "Boom!"

"Crack!"

This bronze mirror was really unfamiliar. After the lightning and thunder, it immediately shattered.

"Puff puff!".

Zhang Yu walked outside and threw out the fire talisman. The fireball immediately ignited everything inside.

Not only everything in the stone chamber, but he also set two fireballs in his backhand to set the coffins in the tomb on fire. In a matter of moments, everything here was burned to the ground.

He climbed out along the rope. It's almost ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun is shining brightly, making me feel so comfortable.

After stretching his back, Zhang Yu walked down the mountain. Things here were settled for the time being.

When he was approaching the bottom of the mountain, his cell phone suddenly vibrated, "Buzzing buzzing..."

He took it out and saw that it was Wang Chunlan's phone number. Zhang Yu was stunned and then answered, "Hello."

"Hey, Master...cough cough cough...not good...cough cough cough..." Wang Chunlan kept coughing as she spoke, making her voice hoarse.

Zhang Yu immediately sensed something was wrong and asked eagerly: "What's wrong with you?"

"Everyone in the temple has a cold now, and it's quite severe... cough cough... I heard it's bird flu... cough cough... what should Master do..." Wang Chunlan's worried voice sounded again on the phone.

"Bird flu..." Zhang Yu muttered. In his eyes, colds and other things were just minor problems. As for bird flu, he had also heard of it, but he had never seen such a patient. Any symptoms could only be confirmed by taking a pulse. Zhang Yu then said, "Didn't I save a few prescriptions for colds and fevers? Are they useless?"

"We tried it...but it didn't work...us adults can still feel better...ahem...but the children in the temple are dying...obviously they can't stand it..." Wang Chunlan added.

"Don't worry, I'll rush there now. If it doesn't work, send the children to the hospital first... Don't be tough..." Zhang Yu said immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yu hurriedly switched to the taxi and called the driver, asking him to drive to the entrance of the village to pick him up.

He and the driver arrived in front of each other. After getting in the car, he told the driver to drive quickly to Guangming Town.

This is the south of the town, not close to Guangming Town. Fortunately, there are shortcuts between roads. If we go step by step, first go to the east of the town and follow the normal road, it will be dark by the time we get to Guangming Town. Even so, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived.

There is no Taoist temple.

"Cough cough. Cough cough." "Cough cough. Cough cough." "Cough cough cough."

Zhang Yu got off the car outside the Taoist temple. As soon as he entered, he could hear coughing inside the Taoist temple.

In the yard, there was a large pot with soup and medicine boiling in it. Zhao Qiuju took out the soup and medicine from the pot and distributed it to her junior brothers and junior sisters.

Someone saw Zhang Yu coming in first and quickly said hello, "Master, cough cough..." "Master." "Master... cough cough..."...

Zhang Yu nodded to them and said, "How are you doing?"

As he spoke, he came to a disciple.

The faces of the disciples in front of him were all ugly and a little sallow. How could Zhang Yu not see that this was a precursor to consumption.

"Ahem...it feels so uncomfortable..." the disciple said.

"Give me your hand." Zhang Yu said.

The apprentice quickly stretched out his hand to ask him to feel his pulse. As soon as Zhang Yu touched his pulse, he quickly realized that something was wrong.

It's true that I have a cold, but the symptoms are very weird, obviously different from ordinary colds. It seems that there is an accelerant that makes the cold come on quickly and hard, and it is estimated that it will extend to the symptoms of tuberculosis in one day.

Zhang Yu nodded lightly and took the pulses of other people. There could be twenty people in the yard. Zhang Yu took the pulses of four or five people one after another. The symptoms were all the same.

"Where are the other people? Where are the children?" Zhang Yu asked immediately without seeing the children.

"Zhang Qingfeng and the others drove the children to the hospital. The children's condition is very serious, and some of them have high fevers." Zhao Qiuju said.

"This cold is really serious." Zhang Yu said, thinking about what kind of medicine should be used to resolve the disease.

At this stall, Wang Jie's voice rang out from the crowd, "Uncle Master...ahem...Uncle Grand Master asked me to tell you that when she comes to see you for something, go to the backyard when she asks you to come..."