[Liao Zhai] White Tiger

Bai Jingyang noticed the aggrieved soul who couldn't enter his body, nodded to him, and the soul's grandson, Chu, immediately saluted him.

After Black and White Impermanence sent them to the gate of Sun's house just now, because they were anxious to get the souls of those almost forgotten wild dogs, they left in a hurry without waiting for them to recover.

Ah Bao saw Bai Jingyang's movements, looked at the direction he greeted just now, and asked eagerly: "Then, is that Mr. Xianggong?"

Bai Jingyang: "Well, he came back with you, so naturally he is also in this room."

The Zhao family couple and the old housekeeper who came in after A Bao happened to hear this sentence, and they were immediately pleasantly surprised. They thought it was A Bao who was so sad that he was talking nonsense. After all, Sun Zichu's body was so broken. How can I survive?

But I didn't expect it to be true.

Because the images of Bai Jingyang and Xuanqing had been deified in their hearts, they believed in everything they said.

Xuan Qing stepped forward and saw Sun Tzu Chu's body in the coffin on the mourning hall. Due to the tragic death, Master Zhao specially invited the "dead person", that is, the mortician, to do a simple treatment for his wound. The relics have been sorted out, but even so, it still looks a little ugly, even scary.

Sun Tzuchu's thighs, arms and other parts were besieged by wild dogs and a lot of meat was torn off. Even his face was gnawed by the flesh of the belt, revealing the white bones and teeth inside, and the most deadly part was his. There was a big cut in the neck and larynx.

This is the most commonly used and the fastest and most effective trick when wild animals hunt. It bites the throat of the prey tightly and suffocates it to death.

"Isn't this kind of body useless? Even if the soul is forced into it, the throat is broken, he can't breathe, his face is mutilated, and he's just a walking dead."

Xuan Qing looked at Sun Zichu's body, made a conclusion, and made a suggestion by the way.

"Why don't you go out and find a newly dead body as soon as possible? As long as it is within twelve hours, there is still time, otherwise you will become a wandering ghost if it is too late, no matter how hard it is to get back."

A Bao asked hesitantly: "Is it okay to do this? Using someone else's body, can the one who wakes up be regarded as a husband?"

"With me here, why bother?" Bai Jingyang said suddenly.

He looked at Xuan Qing and raised his eyebrows, and curled his lips into a wicked smirk: "You seem to have forgotten what I do. I'm a famous doctor in Northwest China, okay?"

If someone else's body is used, not to mention whether the soul and the body are incompatible, even if the original owner's soul goes to the underworld to wait for reincarnation, the person who wakes up is Sun Tzuchu, but using his body for such an important thing is tantamount to indebtedness. After knowing cause and effect, how should the relatives and friends around the original owner explain?All in all, it's still an unclear account, and the follow-up is really too troublesome.

It's better to solve the problem at the source from the beginning.

A Bao was able to recover immediately because she was not dead. Bai Jingyang gave her a sigh of relief with the "continuing your life" gold needle, but Sun Zichu was already dead, but as long as he has the ability to kill this rag If the body is well repaired, there is still a chance of successfully recovering the yang.

Xuan Qing couldn't help moving his fingers hanging by his side, feeling itchy in his heart, a little unable to hold back, his little tiger smiled confidently, like a warm and bright little sun attracting people in the dark night The wounded giant beast looks incomparably alluring. It really wants to drag people back to its dark lair and lock them up in an exquisite bird cage constructed of gold and silver threads. From now on, only him can be seen in the eyes, All smiles can only bloom for him.

Of course, these dark thoughts can only be buried deep in his heart, and he cannot and is not willing to treat his little tiger like this, so he must not let him find out that he is dirty.

As long as he is always playing the role of a gentle and considerate best friend beside the little tiger, it will be fine.

Xuan Qing had a lot of drama in his heart, but on the surface he was calm and calm, just as calm and calm as usual, Bai Jingyang naturally didn't see anything unusual, his attention was now focused on his treatment target, Sun Zichu.

He pretended to put his hand into the medicine box he brought, but in fact, the precious medicinal materials and elixirs were stored in his system space, and under the cover of the medicine box cover, Bai Jingyang quietly took out a small brick-red Porcelain bottle.

The porcelain bottle is filled with the spirit liquid refined by Bai Jingyang himself. Although its efficacy cannot revive the dead, it can indeed make the flesh white. After diluting it thousands of times, it is still a legendary beauty medicine in the underground auction. It can instantly make the face white and tender when applied Ten years younger, countless beauty-loving ladies are crazy about it, and its mysterious maker and beauty effects have even been heard by the queen mother in the palace.

Only when Bai Jingyang occasionally spends a lot of money to buy the precious medicinal materials he likes, and he is shy and embarrassed to ask his father and brother for pocket money, he will sell a bottle or two of diluted medicine, but such cases are rare, and It is not fixed, so you can meet but not ask for it. Every time there are only a few bottles or two, they are robbed by a group of rich people, and the price is sky-high.

It has this effect even if it is diluted thousands of times, not to mention the original concentrated bottle that he took out now.

Bai Jing asked Sun Butler for a small bowl of water, poured half of the bottle of spirit liquid, and then spread them evenly on the place where Sun Zichu was bitten off his flesh and blood, and finally put two drops of nothing mixed with water on the position of his deadly wounded throat. of psychic fluid.

Then, Sun Zichu's broken body will grow fresh and healthy flesh and blood little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is estimated that it will grow out in less than a day and restore its original appearance. At that time, Sun Zichu's soul will return to himself .

Zhao's couple are also well-informed, their family is rich and rich, and they are richer than princes. As early as when Bai Jingyang took out a special small brick-red porcelain bottle, he thought of the small bottle of beauty at home that cost tens of thousands of taels of gold. Holy medicine, naturally it is impossible to understand its expensive value.

Now the bottle of medicine that Bai Jingyang took out is even more effective, it can be compared with the panacea.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhao respected Bai Jingyang even more in his heart: "Unexpectedly, the third son Bai is the mysterious pharmacist who concocted the holy medicine."

Mrs. Zhao glared at her husband, then turned to look at Bai Jingyang with scorching eyes: "Master, what are you talking about, Mr. Bai San is the fairy king of Baicao from the sky, what good is it to be able to refine such a holy medicine?" Strange?"

Apparently, she had already believed in this legend.

Bai Jingyang smiled at them, and said: "If everything goes well, Sun Zichu will be able to return to the sun tonight. I hope everyone will not tell what happened just now. If anyone asks, it will all be pushed to the theory of ghosts and gods."

Anyway, it is true that King Yan Luo allowed Sun Tzu Chu and A Bao to return to Yang.

But if you tell the story that he can make flesh and bones, you can imagine how many troubles will come to your door. After all, in this world, people who are greedy for prosperity, gold, silver and power in the world, and are unwilling to die for reincarnation There are too many.

The Zhao family couple and the old housekeeper hurriedly swore to the sky that they would never betray their benefactor, otherwise the sky would be struck by lightning and they would not end well.

While waiting for Sun Zichu to recover, Ah Bao finally felt relieved, and told her parents and the old housekeeper of the Sun family what she had heard from wild dogs about Qian Daopo's witchcraft and murder of Sun Zichu.

When the Zhao family couple and the old housekeeper heard this, they were all taken aback, and then became furious. Such a vicious person who regards the law as nothing and kills people for no reason is either black-hearted and greedy for money, or has a sick mind.

After hearing the cause of his death, the grandson Chu, the soul at the side, had a complex expression. On the one hand, he was glad that his kindness to the wild dogs had not been let down. They were just used by the villains, not out of their original intentions. On the other hand, he felt emotional The darkness is worse than that of animals.

It is true that people sit at home, and disasters come from heaven.

This experience taught him a deep lesson. If he can return to his yang smoothly, in order to protect his family and Bao, he must grow up and shoulder the responsibility of this small family first, and he can no longer be as stupid as he used to be.

Abao: "Father and mother, I beg you to make up your mind for Mr. Xianggong, and you must find out who is behind Qian Daopo!"

Mr. Zhao sighed, and said: "It's just that Qian Daopo disappeared two days ago, and she has a ghostly magic technique that can hide her whereabouts. Even the government can't find anyone, and I really don't know where to send someone Where to catch her is really hateful."

Xuan Qing counted with her fingers, and opened her mouth to say: "You immediately send someone to Yizhuang in the west of the city, and when you arrive, you find a yard with two big willow trees at the door, go in and count to the fifth big water tank, open the wooden cover, and she will Hide inside."

Mr. Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized: "Thank you sir for your help, I will send someone there right away!"

This friend of the third young master Bai is an immortal teacher, so his calculation is not accurate.

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But said that Qian Daopo is also clear in the sky, retribution is not good, and he has done too many bad things, and sooner or later there will be a day of repayment.

All her life, she was addicted to money. For money, she could disregard her family and friends, and she could sell her soul. At this age, she is already alone, and only the gold and silver she saved for most of her life are left. Half of it is hidden in this Yizhuang.

It can be said that she is so rich that she has everything, and it can also be said that she is so poor that she has nothing.

Anyway, my darling has long been blackened, so it doesn't matter what the bottom line is.

That fourth master Feng is mentally ill, acts ostentatiously, and spends money generously. Although he regards human life as worthless, he doesn't care about anything as long as it doesn't hinder his eyes. So Qian Daopo originally only wanted to help him make some money, but unexpectedly Seeing that his elder brother was cruel and considerate, and because he was at the critical moment of promotion, in order not to leave future troubles, he killed her.

If she hadn't been vigilant that night, she would have been hacked to death on the bed by the killer sent by Uncle Feng. In the end, she gave up half her life and escaped with a puppet stand-in technique, but she had to expose the half of the gold buried at home. silver.

Recalling the greedy look on the faces of Uncle Feng's men when they found the pile of gold and silver, she felt itchy with hatred.

Qian Daopo in the water tank has a hideous face. On her lap is a witchcraft doll with the name of Fourth Master Feng written on it. A strand of hair that she secretly picked up from his room was wrapped around it. Holding a silver needle shining with cold light, he sneered and pierced it hard.