Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Dong Shan murmured in shock: "How is it possible?"

He could naturally recognize that Qing Zhengyang's symptoms were exactly the same as his own son's!

In other words, not only did Qing Zhengyang fail to cure the disease, but he himself was also possessed by evil spirits.

Dong San was so frightened that he was at a loss, fearing that he would be haunted by the so-called evil spirit.

Seeing Dong Shan walk in, Qing Zhengyang gritted his teeth, his eyes full of murderous intent: "You demon, I'm going to beat you to pieces!"

In his eyes, how could Dong Shan still be in human form?

All that was left was a body made up of maggots. Their mouthparts were still wriggling, making absurd and obscure sounds that did not sound like any human language. It was like the sound of a devil entering one's ears, causing Qing Zhengyang's headache to worsen.

"Master Qing, it's me!"

Dong Shan showed horror on his face because Qing Zhengyang in front of him had his muscles bulging, his blood and energy spreading, and then he threw a punch at him.

The punch was so fierce and powerful that it even made a sound of air explosion.

Looking at the posture, I really want to punch him to death!

"It's over!"

Dong Shan felt desperate. Although he was once a warrior of the second level, years of comfortable life had long made him lose his fighting ability.

He definitely couldn’t even take Qing Zhengyang’s punch.

boom!

At this moment, a dark shadow blocked Dong Shan.

The hand stretched out from under the black robe was covered with scars and as dry as a dead branch in winter.

But it was this hand that lightly took Qing Zhengyang's powerful fist.

The surging force disappeared like a drop in the ocean, but the man in black robe did not move at all and did not retreat a single step.

Dong Shan held his breath at this scene, and a huge wave of emotion surged in his heart: "This black-robed man is so strong? Could he also be a warrior of the third realm..."

"Qing Zhengyang, wake up!"

Anle concentrated his energy on his dantian and shouted in a deep voice.

At the same time, he silently withdrew the tentacles that were attached to Qing Zhengyang's ankle in the shadow of the ground.

As the aura of the [Void Demon Armor] quietly dissipated, Qing Zhengyang's mind gradually became clear and the scene around him returned to normal.

Even so, his brain still ached slightly, as if some kind of insect was drilling around.

Qing Zhengyang held his forehead with his hand, looking painful: "My head hurts so much, what happened just now?"

This series of changes seems long, but in fact, it only took about ten seconds from the time Dong Shan stepped into the room to the time Qing Zhengyang woke up.

At this moment, Dong Shan began to feel the fear of surviving a disaster: "If that punch had landed solidly on me, I would have lost half my life."

The look in his eyes when he looked at Anle was completely different.

Dong Shan originally thought that Qing Zhengyang, as a third-level warrior of Xuanling Martial Arts School, had extraordinary strength and a good reputation, and would be able to easily resolve this troublesome matter.

Who would have thought that not only did he fall for the trick, but he also almost killed himself!

On the contrary, this suspicious-looking man in black robe was the truly powerful figure. He suppressed Qing Zhengyang with a casual move, and cured his hysteria with a light shout.

Thinking of this, Dong Shan's face became more and more eager, and he bowed and said.

"Thank you, senior, for coming to the rescue!"

"Just now I was blind and disrespectful to you, Senior. I really shouldn't have done that."

"If you don't mind, why don't you take a rest in the mansion for a while so that I can host a banquet to express my apology."

Anle thought about how he didn't even want to look at her just now, and sneered in his heart: "You change your face so quickly, you are really thick-skinned."

However, this is exactly what he needs.

A smart and sensible master of the Dong family is always more useful than a young man who knows nothing.

At this time, Qing Zhengyang next to him finally came to his senses. His face turned pale and blue, and he wanted to crawl into the ground in shame.

He was a warrior at the third level, but he was also distracted by the evil spirit.

He spent the whole day hunting geese, but got his eyes pecked by a goose.

Moreover, if he really killed Dong Shan, not only would the reputation of Xuanling Martial Arts School be ruined, but he would also get into big trouble with the Dong family. He might even be expelled from the school, and his life would be ruined!

Thinking of the consequences, Qing Zhengyang trembled and felt a lingering fear.

He looked at Anle with gratitude.

"Fortunately, the man in black robe took my punch."

"But why does he look like nothing happened?"

Anle smiled slightly and said to Xiao Xiaohong in his heart: "I told him that he still has to thank me!"

"My one hundred taels of silver are not so easy to get."

The woman in red stared blankly at the scene in front of her, her pure heart being greatly shocked.

At this time, Dong Shan remembered that his son who was possessed by evil spirits was still beside him, and hurriedly spoke.

"Please help me, senior, and cure my child's hysteria."

Seeing Anle was indifferent, Dong Shan gritted his teeth and said, "The reward... will be based on the price agreed with Master Qing before. No, add another two hundred taels!"

Qing Zhengyang was a little embarrassed. He almost hurt Dong Shan. Not only did he not apologize, but he also didn't dare to ask for any reward.

But I always feel bad when someone "robs me of my business" by offering a higher price.

Anle did not say anything either, maintaining the mysterious demeanor of a master, and just walked silently in front of Dong Gaohan.

What surprised Dong Shan and the others was that Dong Gaohan, who had been extremely terrified and called everyone he saw "monster" before, suddenly showed an intoxicated look on his face and a possessed smile on his lips when he saw Anle walking towards him.

This expression is just like seeing something extremely beautiful, even the soul is immersed in it and intoxicated, unable to extricate itself.

"Chier, why don't you wake up?"

Anle still just growled and pulled out the tentacles that remained on Dong Gaohan's body.

Dong Gaohan immediately woke up as if from a dream, and all the horrible scenes in his eyes disappeared.

He turned to look at Dong Shan not far away, his eyes full of tears: "Dad..."

Dong Shan said coldly: "Forget about your pocket money this year."

Dong Gaohan: “Ah?”

Perhaps it was because the surprise came too suddenly, coupled with the rush of blood, Dong Gaohan rolled his eyes and fainted again.

Qing Zhengyang said, "Don't panic, Master Dong. It's just that the temperature here is too high, and Master Dong has just woken up, so his body can't bear it."

Dong Shan went forward to check on his son's condition and was relieved to find that his breathing was steady and his heart pulse was normal.

Just as he was about to thank Anle, a hoarse and serious voice came from the shadow of the hood: "Don't be too happy too soon. This evil spirit is extremely overbearing and strange. I just suppressed it temporarily with my blood pressure. I'm afraid it has left a root of evil in the body of the young master of the Dong family, and there is a possibility of recurrence in the future."

"Similarly, Master Qing, you should also be careful."

Upon hearing this, Qing Zhengyang's face suddenly changed. He hurriedly circulated his qi and blood and carefully checked the condition of his body, but found nothing abnormal.

"Is he trying to bluff me?"

But thinking about the situation where he was tricked without knowing it before, and the extraordinary methods displayed by the man in black robe, Qing Zhengyang subconsciously believed it a little.

Before he could speak, Dong Shan asked hurriedly, "Then, senior, what should we do?"

Anle looked at him, seeming a little hesitant.

Dong Shan had a vague feeling that he was about to bleed heavily, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Please go ahead and tell me, senior."

If it was an ordinary son, he might not care so much, but Dong Gaohan is different.

When the youngest son was born, a wandering Taoist priest happened to pass by, and Dong Shan asked him to tell his son's fortune.

Dong Shan still remembers the Taoist priest’s reaction at that time.

The Taoist priest, who had always been a sage and was treated as a guest of honor by several third-level warriors, showed a look of shock for the first time and said bluntly: "This boy's fate is extremely rare. He was ordinary when he was young, but when he encountered an accident, he would soar to the sky, or become an official in the court, become a king or a prime minister, or he would suffer endless disasters and leave a legacy of poison for thousands of years."

Dong Shan subconsciously ignored the half sentence "the disasters are endless and the harm will last for ten thousand years".

They are just local rich people in a rural county town. How could they achieve such a level? However, there is a small possibility that they can become officials in the court.

If my Dong family could produce a juren, it would be a great thing to bring honor to the family.

That’s why Dong Shan was so concerned about Dong Gaohan’s illness and even had some doubts. This was what the Taoist priest called “an accident.”

Anle naturally had no idea what Dong Shan was thinking.

But looking at his eyes, Anle knew that the fish had taken the bait.

After thinking about it, he spoke slowly.

"It's not that there is no way to eradicate this evil spirit, but it requires several extremely rare medicinal herbs, with the Soul-Calming Grass as the main ingredient, plus Magnolia, Ice Heart Lily, Glazed Fairy Leaf... Several herbs must be used together, and several courses of treatment must be taken to remove the evil spirit bit by bit. Otherwise, the evil spirit will come back again, endlessly!"

"The longer you delay, the more evil energy will grow."

"When the situation is serious, it can spread to people around you, just like Master Qing before."

"Master Dong, you don't want your whole family to be infected with hysteria, right?"

Dong Shan's eyes were confused and he was terrified when he heard this.

He was just a local rich man in the countryside, how could he have heard of these precious materials?

But with his limited knowledge, he could see that the more incomprehensible the medicinal materials were, the more expensive they were!

When Dong Shan thought of the consequences that Anle mentioned, his heart trembled and his hands and feet became cold.

However, having been a rich man for so long, Dong Shan is also an experienced fox. It is not easy for him to believe such groundless words. He plans to find someone to verify it later.

Qing Zhengyang's face also changed slightly. Among these medicinal herbs, he had only heard of Magnolia officinalis. It was said to be a precious medicine that only grew deep in the mountains, and one plant could be sold for hundreds of taels of silver.

As the saying goes, do your best in your performance.

Anle's words were half true and half false.

Some of these precious materials do have the effect of purifying the soul and protecting the spirit, but many more medicinal materials were even made up by him.

They just take advantage of the fact that people in this small county have little knowledge and won't be suspicious even if they hear about medicinal herbs they have never heard of.

Anle sighed and continued, "They are all extremely difficult to obtain treasures. Without special channels, you can't buy them even if you have silver."

"It just so happens that I have this channel, but it involves a lot of things, so I can't say it clearly."

Qing Zhengyang and Dong Shan's hearts trembled.

In their impression, the only person who could collect so many rare treasures could be someone in the Great Tai Dynasty.

It seems that this senior in black robe is not only powerful and capable, but also has a background that should not be underestimated.

Dong Shan asked nervously, "Then... how much money do you need?"

"Conservatively speaking, it would cost at least three thousand taels."

"Three thousand!"

Dong Shan was almost choked by his breath, and he almost said, "Why don't you go and rob?"

Although the Dong family was one of the richest families in Baoqi County, they could only earn three or four thousand taels of silver a year. After deducting the daily expenses for the county magistrate, the master, the wife, and the concubines, they could only save fifteen hundred taels of silver a year at most.

But Anle asked for three thousand, and it was hard for Dong Shan not to feel the pain.

"Senior, can you replace one or two herbs?"

After saying this, Dong Shan felt that his senior was looking at him with a bit of contempt, but he had to pretend not to see it.

Anle had long anticipated the stingy nature of the landlord, and said, "To be honest, this evil spirit is indeed terrible, but if it can be refined with the help of medicine... it will be of great benefit to Master Dong."

"Hiss... is there such a thing?"

Dong Shan's eyes flickered and he was a little hesitant.

Anle struck while the iron was hot and continued, "How about this? The first batch of herbs will probably cost another eight hundred taels of silver. Let Young Master Dong try it first and see the effect."

Hearing this, Dong Shan was finally moved.

Originally, asking Qing Zhengyang to take action would cost eight hundred taels of silver.

Now that Dong Gaohan is no longer insane, the eight hundred silver is not worth the money.