Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 47
  "Don't lie to me, human life is at stake and it's no joke!"

Xu Qiuyang, who had just finished first aid, saw that the drowning man was breathing again, and quickly ran to Su Heng to check Wang Yuran's condition.

"I'm really awake! Thank God, Bodhisattva bless me. If I die, I really don't know how to explain to Zhiyuan."

Su Heng looked at Xu Qiuyang with disdain. It was clear that when he rescued the person from the street earlier, he was still mumbling depressing words such as "no", "no hope", "nothing can be done" and so on.

Fortunately, he was kind enough and recited the Mind-Purifying Mantra for Wang Yuran as soon as his magic power recovered a little.

Of course, Su Heng also had the attitude of giving it a try, but he didn't expect it to actually work.

Wang Yuran was so weak that it was difficult to speak.

"Ginseng soup."

"Stay with it!"

Xu Qiuyang hurriedly brought a bowl of ginseng soup.

"The decoction made from centuries-old ginseng is guaranteed to bring the dead back to life."

"She is too weak now, can she take supplements like this?"

"Of course ordinary people can't." Xu Qiuyang explained that people's physiques cannot be generalized, especially for spiritual masters. This medicine may not be enough.

"Be careful of the burn."

Xu Qiuyang fed Wang Yuran a bowl of rich ginseng soup, and the latter's complexion improved visibly.

"Come again."

"Give me a bowl too."

Xu Qiuyang was about to refute, but then he thought that his ability to leave Xiu'e's house alive was definitely related to Su Heng. You can tell by looking at his face that this kid is no ordinary person.

"Drink some medicine residue."

Su Heng: "..."

Forget it, medicine residue is also medicine. He picked up a bowl of ginseng soup and drank it. His body gradually warmed up and his strength recovered a lot.

There seems to be a real explanation?
  While Wang Yuran drank the medicinal soup, he silently observed Su Heng. Su Heng knew that she was observing him, but he pretended not to know.

Most likely, things in Baihua Village were exposed, Su Heng thought.

It had been raining for almost a day and finally stopped. But it was still noisy outside, and the townspeople who woke up were busy saving people.

"Doctor, I saved another one."

Zhang Xiu'e, covered in mud, dragged a half-dead man, and was stopped by Xu Qiuyang as soon as she reached the door of the drug store.

"Let me take a look, my lower body is paralyzed. I have to send him to the hospital." As he spoke, Xu Qiuyang started cleaning the man's wounds and bandaging them.

Just when she raised her head, Zhang Xiu'e walked away again.

"Hey, let them take the seriously injured to the hospital in a car! It's useless to drag me here!"

Su Heng remembered that this should be the sixth injured person sent by Zhang Xiu'e? This woman has been saving people since she woke up. It seems to be an attempt to make up for previous mistakes.

When Su Heng drank the second bowl of medicine residue, Wang Yuran finally couldn't hold it any longer.

"Hey."

"Call me?"

"otherwise?"

"Oh."

"Who are you? What's the purpose of coming here? Why do you worship my grandfather as your master?"

After asking three questions in one go, Wang Yuran was out of breath and coughed twice.

"My name is Su Heng. I love Maoshan Taoism. Master asked me to come to town specifically to buy bone-strengthening patches."

He made it sound like there was no problem, but these problems were not the point.

"Have the evil spirits been eliminated?" Wang Yuran asked.

"Evil spirit? Where did the evil spirit come from? Why didn't I know? Mr. Xu, have you seen the evil spirit?"

"I did not see it."

"I saw it, it was light." The man who had just been rescued said feebly. "The colorful light, suspended in the air, gave me an extremely realistic dream. After I woke up, my leg was broken. I almost drowned in the rain.”

"I also saw light and had a dream. So it was an evil spirit? Do you know what happened?"

Su Heng asked Wang Yuran.

"you!"

Wang Yuran was about to scold him, but then he thought, there is no point in trying to talk to smart people. Rather than continue to waste time, it would be easier to wait for the body to recover and take the person directly to the séance for interrogation, and simply stop worrying about it.

Su Heng seemed to see through her thoughts, stood up and stretched. It was almost dawn and the rain had stopped. Su Heng's physical strength had recovered to some extent, and it was time to leave.

"Bring the Zhuanggu Tie to Master, and ask for a leave for me by the way. See you if we have a chance. Let's go, Mr. Xu!"

Xu Qiuyang watched Su Heng leave, and then approached Wang Yuran: "You two know each other?"

Wang Yuran said coldly: "I don't know him."

Xu Qiuyang smiled and went to help the injured again.

The sun rises in the east, and the sky clears after the rain. However, wherever the dawn reaches, rubble flies everywhere, and everything is devastated.

Looking at the scarred streets, Su Heng felt a little sad.

Just a Class B evil spirit can cause such a large area of ​​damage and casualties in a short period of time.

Fortunately, Xia Xiaoling's Beetle did not suffer. It was parked quietly in the parking space, covered with shiny water drops, and looked full of vitality.

Su Heng opened the car door, and the familiar fragrance hit her face. He leaned his hands on the steering wheel and recalled Wang Yuran's question.

"Has the evil spirit been destroyed?"

Unfortunately, the evil spirit was not destroyed. At the last moment, Su Heng saw the B-level evil spirit use the ability similar to that of a golden cicada to escape its shell, transform into a small strip, and disappear into the rain.

Alas, a mid-level practical seance master who has been growing up for decades, tried his best to risk his life, and created millions of thunder and lightning special effects, but he couldn't even destroy half of the B-level evil spirits.

It's not that Su Heng meant to belittle spiritual masters, he just felt that if even a B-level evil spirit was so troublesome, how would humans face tens of thousands of powerful evil spirits outside the safe zone?

Now it is certain that the evil spirits have gained intelligence and begun to actively invade the safe zone.

How long can humans persist in this situation?

The future is not optimistic.

Sighing with emotion, Su Heng started the car and drove on the way home. After this battle, he gained a lot.

First, Su Heng has a new understanding of his own strength. In its prime state, it is stronger than the average mid-level spiritual master. With Yuan Qi, it can cause fatal injuries to B-level evil spirits. In the queue of extraordinary people, he should be able to rank in the middle.

The second was to kill the C-level evil spirits and lift the curses of two people, allowing Su Heng to gain a total of 17 source points. With these source points, he can not only learn the Golden Light Divine Spell, but also do more things.

"We have spent enough money, so we should practice well before officially being buried. More importantly, we must find ways to repair the damaged Yuan Qi as soon as possible."

……

In Ronghua Town, a girl with black hair and a long white suspender skirt walked out of an old house.

Her feet were bare, and the hem of her white skirt was stained with blood.

The girl licked the blood off her hands and reached out to catch the mirage slowly falling from the sky.

The mirage at this time was like a soft hairband, stacked in the girl's palm.

The girl held the mirage in her hands and listened to its fear.

"Is that so?"

The girl raised her head, her dark eyes just facing the rising sun in the east.

However, there was no luster in her eyes.

The girl returned to the black car, took out the walkie-talkie, and said calmly: "The mirage failed."

After the noise passed, a reply came from the other end of the intercom: "The mirage failed? Who did it?"

"I don't know. In order to continue to exist, it gave up most of its memories. It will take time to get it back."

"Understood. The plan is suspended. Wait for the mirage to recover."

"kindness."

After communicating, the girl felt a little lonely. Perhaps to relieve her inner worries, she tied the mirage into a flower.

"Compared with the withering flowers, you have nothing special."

"They are just fragile existences."

"I don't understand."

"The meaning of preciousness."

Mirage dared not make any resistance.

It just repeated humbly:

"Spider, I was wrong."

again and again.

(End of this chapter)