Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Tong Wu moved a high-back chair and placed it next to Gu Liang, Tangtang walked over in silence and sat down next to Gu Liang.

Gu Liang asked her: "Won the lawsuit?"

"Ok."

"happy?"

"Happy."

Gu Liang smiled, "It's good to be happy, it's not a waste of toss. Mu Zi is actually right. This time you are lucky enough to meet a novice. Most of the litigation process is very boring. Don't join in the fun next time."

Tangtang nodded obediently, "Well, I see."

After a few brief conversations, the two of them didn't speak any more, and silently watched how the Taoist chief in front of them administered the needle.

Gu Liang's arms were flat on the table, palms facing up. It turned out that the black foreign objects were completely invisible, and his skin showed a healthy color.

From the arm to the middle of the forearm, seven or eight long silver-white needles were pierced. The Taoist still held one in his hand and stuck it in the center of the forearm, piercing it bit by bit.

Tang Tang looked at the Taoist leader silently.

Cyan-gray robe, black pants, white socks and a pair of cotton shoes, dressed as a typical Taoist priest.

A cotton backpack of the same color as his clothes was slung across his shoulder. The pockets of the backpack were open. Inside, there were faintly visible ghost sticks, canopy rulers, money swords, five thunder cards, and three clear bells.

Everything is the nemesis of ghosts.

The other party looked calm, as if unaware of Tangtang's gaze.

I don't know how long it took, the Taoist leader began to take the needle, and every time a needle was removed, a little cinnabar mark was left on the needle eye.

When all the needles were taken out, the Taoist leader said: "After the needle moves three inches down, it will shrink down three inches, three inches and three inches, and it will naturally dissolve into the invisible."

Gu Liang nodded slightly: "It's a long way to go."

Tong Wu respectfully asked next to him: "I don't know how many more injections are needed to heal?"

The Taoist leader said: "It takes only three times or so, and he should be cured within ten days."

After some greetings and compliments, Tong Wu personally sent the leader out.

The golden autumn sun shone in through the bright glass windows, and an araucaria in the study was dripping green in the sun.

Gu Liang walked to the window and carefully observed his right arm under the sun, closed his fists with his five fingers, and moved his wrists a little. Everything was clearly visible, and the veins and blood vessels in the flesh and blood were all normal, without those twists. The moving black bug can't even see any black.

He knew that those things were still hidden in his body, but at least he couldn't see it on the surface. This hand was no different from a normal person, which really relieved him.

Tangtang gently hugged him from behind, pressed his cheeks against his back, and muttered, "Gu Liang, when I'm away, do you want me?"

Gu Liang returned to his senses, thinking that she was a child with a temperament, and now seeing others treat him, is she a little jealous?

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, turned around taking Tangtang's arm, took her into his arms, and smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Tangtang's voice was dull. "Well, do you want someone else?"

"Yes." Gu Liang couldn't help her, and said nasty things to her, "I miss you very much."

Tangtang asked again: "Do you like me?"

"Yes, I like it."

"Like me more, or do you like that Taoist priest?"

Gu Liang laughed and laughed: "When did I say I like Taoist priests?"

Tangtang wrapped around his waist unreasonably, "Then you don't like Taoist priests, don't let him come again."

"Making a fool again." Gu Liang squeezed her face and smiled, "The unity will not come a few times. When the things on hand are clean, he will naturally not come again."

Tangtang's face was buried in Gu Liang's arms, her eyes sinking slightly, showing coldness, "Gu Liang, don't believe him, he can't cure your hand."

Gu Liang said indifferently: "A dead horse is a living doctor..."