I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

In this fight, Xiaopang was so lonely that he didn't even get within half a meter of Ba Ye, let alone touched him, so he flew out three times.

The point is that the floor tiles and doors of my house have been scrapped and scrapped, and I have to spend money to hire someone to repair them.

Comparing the two of them, I was the one who was hurt, and I deserved to be wronged again.

After Ba Ye flew away, I quickly trotted all the way into the house, and found Xiaopang lying on the ground, and a square table in the house was smashed to pieces.

Yep, another table was lost, it belonged to Huanghuali.

Seeing Xiaopang lying sprawled on the ground, I thought he was beaten up by the eighth master.

He hurried over to help him up, but Xiaopang rolled his eyes, looked at me depressedly and said, "Little Jie, I feel that I have been studying in the mountains for a year and a half in vain, and I can't even catch a bird. And being beaten so badly by him... I didn't feel any pain before, but now it really hurts."

"What's your rivalry with Baye? Don't talk about you. If you call your master over, you may not be able to beat Baye. Get up quickly, it's cold on the ground." As I said that, I helped Xiaopang off the ground stand up.

Xiaopang was a little disappointed, sat on the chair in a daze, and said bitterly: "No, I have to go back and continue to learn from that old man, and continue to fight with Ba Ye. I don't believe it anymore. If I don’t see him, I’ve already made an agreement with the people in the village, and I must take him back to let the people in the village have a look.”

I thought to myself, if Xiaopang wants to catch Ba Ye, there is probably no hope in this life.

He is one of the masters guarding Yanbei, so how strong is he to have this qualification.

It is estimated that even [-]% of the strength was not used to clean up Xiaopang just now.

Three years later, Xiaopang came back from his studies, and at most Ba Ye could use [-]% to [-]% of his strength to knock him into the air.

Master Zhou and Uncle Huzi followed soon after. Master Zhou opened his eyes today. He has seen Xiaopang throw a water tank of hundreds of catties, and he has also seen Baye knock Xiaopang into the air three times with three moves. He came in to comfort him. After a little fat, Master Zhou said that there was still something to do, so he had to take a step first.

Xiaopang quickly realized, and said to Master Zhou, "I'll see you off."

"No, no, I'll drive back by myself. You're injured, so rest well with Young Master Wu. I've been out of town to see Feng Shui in the past few days. Don't come to me..." Master Zhou waved his hands repeatedly.

I guess what I was thinking in my heart was that this is not sending him home, it is simply sending him on the road.

Every time I take a car, it's like going to the gate of hell.

After watching Master Zhou leave, Xiaopang patted his head, looked at me and said, "So Master Zhou can drive."

"If you can drive, you can't hire a driver. Does your body still hurt?" I asked.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it still hurt just now." Xiaopang rubbed his buttocks and said.

I looked at the back of Master Zhou who was running faster than a rabbit, and thought in my heart that it was really hard for him, the way of the world.

Not long after Master Zhou left, around four or five o'clock in the afternoon, another guest came to the house.

To be precise, it was a client, the one I asked Uncle Hu to contact yesterday.

Hearing the knock on the door, Uncle Huzi led the client into the living room.

I glanced at the man, 35 or six years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, gentle, tall, long-legged and fair-skinned, he looked like a Korean long-legged Oppa.

It's just that after I opened my eyes and took a look at that person, I found that there was a faint layer of yin on his body, and he must have encountered something dirty.

The man was ushered in by Hu Zi, and he glanced at Xiaopang and me, and there was a bit of doubt in his eyes.

He probably didn't expect me to be so young.

"Mr. Tian, ​​this is our young master." Uncle Huzi said with a smile.

"Hello, Young Master Wu. I've heard about you for a long time. I came here this time to ask for your help." Mr. Tian said with some trepidation.

"Sit down and talk slowly. Uncle Hu Zi, serve tea quickly." I greeted.

"Okay." As soon as Uncle Hu Zi saw the business, he happily hummed a little song and went to make tea.

After the man sat down, he was obviously fidgeting. I smiled and looked at him and said, "I've heard Uncle Huzi say something about you, but I still don't quite understand some things. Please tell me carefully, the more detailed The better, so that I can find a way to save you."

The man nodded and introduced himself.

He said that his name is Tian Jianfeng, he is the chief surgeon of a large beauty institution in Yanbei, and he is a doctor of medicine who has returned from studying in Korea.

As soon as I heard his introduction, I suddenly had some eyebrows in my heart.

A doctor studying abroad, and also the chief surgeon of a beauty hospital, the salary is definitely not low, and he can't earn 200 million a year, which may be small, it seems that this job should be a bit oily.

I just don't know if the thorn is irritating or not.

Afterwards, Tian Jianfeng explained his situation in detail.

It is said that a strange phenomenon appeared on his body a week ago.

Every morning I wake up with a tingling sensation somewhere on my body, either in my legs, arms, or sometimes my belly.

When he lifted his clothes to look, there were some fine wounds on those parts, as if they had been cut by a knife, with blood oozing out.

This has been going on for a week now and it's getting worse every day and the wounds are getting deeper.

But when I sleep at night, I don't feel any pain.

This situation is indeed quite strange, and I have never encountered similar things before.

I nodded and asked, "Mr. Tian, ​​did you dream at night, did you dream about anything bad?"

Tian Jianfeng pondered for a while, then shook his head, and said, "No, I slept soundly, and I didn't have any nightmares, and only felt pain when I woke up."

"You said that you are the chief surgeon of Yanbei's large-scale beauty institution. Are you the kind who is responsible for plastic surgery and surgery on the face?" I asked again.

"It doesn't just cover the face, sometimes I do body liposuction, breast plastic surgery and so on." Tian Jianfeng replied.

"Now I can tell you clearly that if this happens, you must be entangled by dirty things. The reason why you are entangled is that you have offended people or offended ghosts. Think about it carefully, have you been entangled recently? Offended someone, or did something disrespectful to ghosts and gods, or went to some place that is extremely dark?" I stared into Tian Jianfeng's eyes and said.

Tian Jianfeng took a deep breath and said, "I'm a doctor in a beauty hospital. I usually work in the hospital. In my spare time, I go to a fitness tour. There's no chance of offending anyone."

"Then since you became a doctor, have you ever had plastic surgery fail, or any medical accidents?"

I think that if Tian Jianfeng offends someone, that's the only way he can do it.