something is wrong with my grandson

Chapter 12
In the luxurious and elegant lobby.

Chu Lang sat on the precious purple nanmu chair and sipped tea quietly, listening carefully to the conversation between Mr. Zhou, Zhang Chuyang and Jing Xin.

The real martial arts disciples behind Zhang Chuyang were a little unconvinced, why they could only stand while Chu Lang could sit and drink tea.

That little white face doesn't look very strong, how did he get into the world's number one sword, maybe I can do it myself, a few true martial arts disciples feel resentful in their hearts.

"Mr. Zhou, can you explain in detail, for example, what kind of monster did you see that night, what disease did your son get from it, and what kind of symptoms did you have? This will also help us find the monster."

Mr. Zhou looked at the crowd and sighed, "Then let me tell you about the scene at that time."

"That night, at midnight.

On Monday, I brought in a coquettish woman from outside. I scolded him severely and went back to the house.

Unexpectedly, something happened after a while.

When I arrived, I found Zhou Yi lying on the ground bleeding profusely. Several servants on night watch and the alluring woman died tragically, as if they had been stabbed to death by huge claws.

A monster with a hideous face, a strange mask on its mouth, and two pairs of gigantic shaking hands stood on the eaves and laughed wildly. It also told me not to kill me for the time being, but to let me watch my son turn into a monster, and then let me suffer in pain. And wailing to hell to repent. "

"Think of me, Zhou Yuan. Ever since I came to Donglin City, I have been helping the poor people. I have never done anything evil. Why would a monster come to hurt my son!"

"Cough cough."

The more Mr. Zhou talked, the more excited he became, and he kept coughing.

"Old benefactor Zhou, don't be excited, old man, head teacher Zhang, and benefactor Chu will definitely help old man Zhou find that monster and save it."

"Master Zhou, can you take us to see your son, maybe there is a way to heal him."

"This"

"Everyone, please follow me." Mr. Zhou hesitated for a moment, and then led everyone to meet Monday.

In the exquisite and elegant bedroom.

A smell of medicine permeated the air.

"Master, it's time to take the medicine!"

A maid is feeding the unconscious Monday.

"You go down first."

"Yes, sir."

Mr. Zhou, Chu Lang and others stood in front of Zhou Yi's bed.

"This is Gouzi, please take a look at it, all distinguished guests."

"Mr. Zhou is being polite."

Mr. Zhou was about to bow to everyone, Zhang Chuyang, the head teacher of Zhenwu Sect, quickly helped him up.

Chu Lang used his divine sense to check the situation on Monday.

I saw Zhou Yi's face turned blue, and abnormal spots began to appear all over his body. There was a rancid smell all over his body, foam was spitting out from the corner of his mouth, and even the medicine given by the maid just now flowed out of his mouth.

There is a dark and cold aura in Zhou Yi's body, corroding the meridians all over his body, and at the same time transforming Zhou Yi's body, making him change towards a monster.

It seems that the crux of the problem lies in how to eliminate this cloud of coldness.

Sitting in front of the bed, Zhang Chuyang picked up Zhou Yi's right hand, and a Taoist pure yang power along Zhou Yi's right hand invaded the internal organs and eight meridians.

Monday's complexion began to change, the rancid smell on his body began to fade, and the spots began to disappear.

Gradually, Mr. Zhou's eyes brightened.

Just when everyone thought things were getting better, Zhang Chuyang took two steps back suddenly, and then spurted a mouthful of black blood onto the ground.

The place where the black blood was stained actually started to make a "sizzling" sound.

Chu Lang made a decisive decision, grabbed Zhang Chuyang's hand, and poured Tianqing Zhenqi into Zhang Chuyang's body continuously.

After a while, Zhang Chuyang stabilized his injury.

"Thank you Pavilion Master Chu." Zhang Chuyang looked at Chu Lang gratefully.

The light in Mr. Zhou's eyes dimmed, and he said to Chu Lang and the others: "Thank you, Master Zhang, for your treatment. It's just that the child is probably destined to be like this. Please don't waste your time."

"The old man has prepared a dinner for you, please take a rest before you can eat."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Zhou staggered out of the bedroom, his back gave off a desolate feeling.

"Headmaster Zhang, can you tell me what happened just now?"

"There is a dark and cold aura in Zhou Yi's body. I wanted to melt it with Taoist pure yang energy, but I didn't expect this cold aura to seem to have spiritual wisdom. When it melted little by little, it actually entered my body along with my true energy and began to corrode my meridians. If Pavilion Master Chu didn't help, I'm afraid it would take a long time to get rid of it."

"Master Jingxin, why don't you try?"

Zhang Chuyang looked at Abbot Jingxin and tried to ask.

"This old man is practicing the three chakras and seven chakras of Tantric Buddhism. I'm afraid the effect is far less than Zhang Zhangjiao's."

"Why don't Pavilion Master Chu try?"

Monk Jingxin shifted his gaze to Chu Lang.

"My innocence probably won't work either."

"What's more, instead of discussing it here, it's better to stay for a day or two and wait for the monster to appear."

"I don't think Mr. Zhou was an evil person. Why did that monster deal with Mr. Zhou like this? Maybe it's not as simple as it seems."

"Well, Pavilion Master Chu is right. Let's stay for a few days to see what this monster looks like."

At the dinner party, when everyone was eating delicious dishes, there was a sudden scream.

this direction is
"not good!"

Chu Lang, Zhang Chuyang and Jing Xin rushed towards the direction of the accident first, followed by the disciples of Zhenwu Sect, the monk of Tianyin Temple, Mr. Zhou and others.

"Master, don't!"

When Chu Lang and others arrived, they happened to witness the scene where Zhou Yi went berserk and killed the maid.

Zhou Yi's face turned completely blue, his eyes were filled with blood, he threw the maid's body aside, and rushed towards Chu Lang and the others.

Before the others could react, Chu Lang had teleported to Zhou Yi's left side, his right hand was filled with Feixian Qi, and a sword was pointed at Zhou Yi's temple, and Zhou Yi fell straight to the ground.

It was fine on Monday evening, why did it suddenly go crazy.

Chu Lang realized something was wrong, and his divine sense swept across Zhou Yi's body again, and found that the dark and cold aura spread throughout his body, and it was impossible to save him.

Seeing Zhou Yi lying on the ground, Mr. Zhou rushed over and wailed, "My son! How did you become like this?"

Suddenly, Zhou Yi opened his scarlet eyes, and was about to raise his hands to grab Mr. Zhou's neck. Fortunately, Chu Lang was prepared, pulled Mr. Zhou away, and hit Zhou Yi far away with his palm, preventing him from violently hurting others. .

Looking at Chu Lang with scarlet eyes on Monday, he roared like a monster.

"Wake up, Monday, don't be like this Monday."

"God, what crime did Zhou Zhou do? Why didn't he punish me directly, but Zhou Zhou? Why, why!"

Mr. Zhou knelt down on the ground and cried bitterly.

(End of this chapter)