Chapter 172

Ye Ming frowned at Lin Zhongzheng, and then he said with a little doubt: "Mr. Lin, come here and let me feel your pulse."

Seeing ye Ming's serious expression, Lin Zhongzheng didn't say anything, and then extended his hand to Ye Ming.

Ye Ming reluctantly raised his hand and caught Lin Zhongzheng's wrist.

Ye Ming's arm recovered better than other places, because ye Ming felt that he used his hands a lot, so he focused on the treatment of his arm.

Even so, Ye Ming's arm is only able to move, which shows how much injury Ye Ming suffered this time.

After giving Lin Zhongzheng a pulse diagnosis for a while, Ye Ming's face becomes more and more ugly. After giving Lin Zhongzheng a pulse diagnosis, Ye Ming's expression has become very heavy.

Ye Ming took a deep breath. He didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of thing when he treated people casually.

"Mr. Lin, I know what's wrong with you, but it's a bit troublesome. You'd better make sure that no one else knows."

Looking at Ye Ming's almost frozen expression, Lin Zhongzheng was puzzled, but he didn't ask anything.

He understood what ye Ming meant, so he clapped his hands and a man came in.

"You, let everyone around you leave the villa at least 20 meters away. When I call you, you are restoring the guard."

It can be seen that Lin Zhongzheng's method is very clever. The man didn't refute Lin Zhongzheng's words. He obviously listened to Lin Zhongzheng's words.

"Ye Ming, it's ok now."

Ye Ming glanced around with his mental strength, then nodded.

"Mr. Lin, as well as your son, tiger brother and Xiaoyi, you can't tell me what I said today, let alone say it. Remember that you can't tell anyone, including those closest to you."

See Ye Ming so solemn, the forest is unable to bear the curiosity in the heart.

"Ye Ming, what's going on?"

Ye Ming frowned at Lin Zhongzheng.

"Mr. Lin, if I'm right, you should be a level five practitioner."

Lin Zhongzheng was stunned, then nodded: "yes, I'm a five level practitioner."

Although surprised that Ye Ming can see his realm, Lin Zhongzheng does not deny that his strength is not something that needs to be kept secret.

"That's right." Ye Ming's tone is more heavy. "Mr. Lin, do you often have nightmares recently, and you can't eat well, and you have no spirit. Although you don't have any physical problems, you always feel that your energy seems to be passing day by day?"

Lin Zhong is a little excited: "Ye Ming, it's like this. Do you know what kind of disease it is?"

Lin Zhongzheng's situation may be nothing to ordinary people, but don't forget that he is a five level practitioner. It's impossible for his body to appear this kind of situation, which can only be explained by illness.

"Mr. Lin dealt with others a few days ago, and this" person "has died."

Ye Ming did not answer Lin Zhongzheng's question, but asked Lin Zhongzheng.

Lin Zhongzheng's pupil shrank: "you mean..."

"Yes," Ye Ming nodded. "It was in that battle that Mr. Lin contracted this disease."

"How can it be?" Lin Zhongzheng said in a deep voice, "I did get hurt a few days ago, but the wound has healed, and I haven't even left a scar. How can it affect my body?"

Ye Ming took a deep breath: "Mr. Lin, in fact, I was very confused at the beginning, because I found that there was no problem with your body, but I believe Mr. Lin you can't fool me, so I gave you a pulse diagnosis."

"In the process of feeling your pulse, I really found something wrong."

"There is no problem with Mr. Lin's pulse, but he lacks a kind of vitality. I have only seen this feeling in old people. Mr. Lin, as a five level practitioner, you can't have this kind of pulse in any case."

"I felt your pulse carefully, and combined with what I asked you, I suddenly thought of a terrible result."

Ye Ming took a slow look at the other four.

"I don't know. Who has ever heard of death?"

Death? Four people one face is at a loss, obviously all don't know dead spirit is what ghost?

Ye Ming knew this would be the result, so he planned to explain it to the public.

"Dead breath is a terrible thing. I don't know how to tell you what dead breath is, but you must know something, that is zombies."

"Zombies?"

Although she is already a member of the cultivator, the girl is naturally timid, so when Sun Yi hears Ye Ming talking about zombies, she is instinctively afraid.

"There are no zombies on TV in reality, but there have been similar things in reality."

Speaking of this, Ye Ming's tone slowed down: "as far as I know, there was a strange creature more than 3000 years ago. On the surface, this kind of creature doesn't look very different from normal species, but this kind of creature is actually a monster that only knows how to kill. Moreover, this kind of creature has a very short life span and can only live for one year at most."

"At that time, someone gave this kind of creature a name - death spirit."

Ye Ming took a look at Lin Zhongzheng: "at that time, people were killed a lot by the dead, and the harm of the dead became more and more serious, so a group of people specialized in the study of the dead appeared."

"With the efforts of these people, they finally have some understanding of the dead."

"They found that the dead spirit can be assimilated. As long as the creatures infected by the dead spirit bite other creatures, they may be infected with the dead spirit. Once the dead spirit enters the body, these creatures will eventually become the dead spirit."

"Dead breath?" Lin Zhongzheng's face was ugly: "Ye Ming, do you mean me?"

"That's right," Ye Ming nodded. "Mr. Lin, I'm 90% sure that you're dead."

Actually, Ye Ming as like as two peas in the ninety percent place is modest. The pulse and symptoms of Lin Zhong are almost the same as those of his death. He is sure that Lin is absolutely dead. No accidents, unless his inheritance is out of question.

"This," they all looked at each other and saw each other's surprise from each other's eyes. They seemed to think that Ye Ming was talking nonsense.

Ye Ming didn't say anything. It's someone else's business whether they believe it or not. Anyway, he said what he should say. If there is any danger at that time, it's none of Ye Ming's business.

"I know you have doubts about my words."

Ye Ming took a look at Lin Zhongzheng: "Mr. Lin, please show me the injured part last time."

Lin Zhong is rolling up his sleeves and pointing to his shoulder.

Ye Ming looks at the shoulder that is showing in the forest, and then he takes out the silver needle.