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Chapter 1838 Soul returns to body

Lao Cai was still at a loss, "What are you talking about, no, you should tell me clearly, what's going on with me?"

The director believed in Zhou Ping [-]%. Seeing Lao Cai's ink stains, he urged: "Don't ask, drink quickly, drink quickly... This is for your own good. If it weren't for Madam, you would die today. After you drink it, I will drink it." I will tell you slowly."

Lao Cai was forced to pour down half the bowl of water mixed with incense ash and his own ashesed hair. The taste was really unpalatable.

After drinking, Lao Cai felt as if he had eaten dirt in his mouth.

Lao Cai wiped his mouth and looked around, feeling a little panicked, "What are you doing with so many people, this...how does this look like..."

The director waved Yu Chengjing and the others to turn on the lights, and he asked, "Lao Cai, how do you feel now?"

"I don't feel...I...hey, why do I feel..."

Lao Cai originally felt that his body was limp and weak, and his limbs were cold, but before he finished speaking just now, he felt a soft and warm force, like the water flow of a hot spring, starting from his abdomen, spreading outward, and flowing slowly , and then wrapped his whole body up.

This feeling is quite miraculous. Lao Cai felt powerless before, but after a while, he felt a steady stream of strength returning to his body.

"My body, why does it feel like..."

The director asked: "Is it very comfortable? Do you feel that those headaches, brain fever, and joint pains have disappeared? Do you feel that your ears are clear and your whole body is full of energy?"

Lao Cai nodded again and again, he stood up by himself without help from a servant, stretched his arms and kicked his legs, "Yes, how do you know? I think my body is much better now than before. You don't know that I have I've been in a daze all day long, feeling uncomfortable all over..."

The director looked at Zhou Ping in awe, and said excitedly: "Madam, master, you are a true god, thank you very much, you are a life-saving grace to us..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a scream: "Ah... my mother..."

Qin Zheng frowned: "What's your ghost name?"

The ghostly assistant director pointed to the outside with a pale face: "Money...money..."

Everyone turned their heads to look outside the door, and Lao Cai asked puzzledly, "What money?"

The assistant director stammered: "The door...the money outside the door...is gone..."

Qin Zheng rolled her eyes: "Nonsense, I've said it all, it's a passing money, of course it was taken away, I made a fuss, I don't know much."

The director and the four of them swallowed their saliva. Today's knowledge broke their inherent worldview and made them realize that there really are dimensions in this world that they don't know about.

It was midnight in the early morning, no one passed by outside, and there was no wind in the corridor, but the money just disappeared out of thin air.

When Zhou Ping asked the director to let go of the passing money, the director and the others didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just for setting up a formation, but if they wanted it, it was really... for the passing ghosts.

Xu Mu walked up to Zhou Ping and asked, "How do you feel? Are you okay?"

Zhou Ping shook her head: "I'm fine."

Seeing the director and the four of them looking at Zhou Ping in awe and admiration, Lao Cai was as curious as a cat's claw: "What are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)