Chapter 71

"Ghost......" Wang Qingfeng's eyes were closed and he shouted with fear.

As for the king of Yu Yang, his head was wrapped in gauze, but a pair of Yin duck's eyes were exposed outside. He looked Yin and ruthless. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Wu Tian looked at his two partners. Overnight, he looked like this, frowning.

"Wang Lao..." after a long silence, Wu Tian spoke. But before he finished, Wang Qingfeng trembled: "the ghost is coming, the ghost is coming!"

"Wang Lao!" Wu Tian couldn't help but say angrily, "where did the ghost come from?"

But Wang Qingfeng ignored it. He was like a patient with cerebral palsy and stroke. He tilted his head, drooled, and talked nonsense from time to time.

"Captain Wu, elder martial brother looks like he has been poisoned by some kind of magic." At this time, the king couldn't help saying, "as far as I know, only the witch sect in southern Xinjiang can use this kind of magic trick. Can you say that elder martial brother was hit?"

As soon as he finished saying this, the king shook his head and said, "but it shouldn't be. The witch sect never goes out of Southern Xinjiang. Senior brother and they don't have any enemies. Even if they come to Jincheng, they won't attack senior brother!"

Witchcraft!

Hearing these two words, Wu Tian remembered a person in his mind. When Wang Qingfeng saw Ye Tian using runes before, he suspected that ye Tian was a member of the witch sect. Now Wang Qingfeng has become like this. Is it difficult to win the Rune of Ye Tian?

"Could it be ye Tian?" Wu Tian frowned and asked.

The king was stunned, and then his eyes lit up: "it's possible, it's too possible. I thought this boy was from the witch sect!"

Wu Tian frowned and said in a deep voice, "so it's Ye Tian who made trouble behind his back?" Thinking of this, he glanced at Wang Qingfeng and asked, "old Wang, can you still remember who gave you the black hand?"

Wang Qingfeng seemed to understand Wu Tian's meaning. He looked at him and wanted to answer, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he tilted his mouth and involuntarily shouted, "ghost..."

"Brother Wu, it must be ye Tian!" At this time, the king of Yang, who has been silent, suddenly opened his mouth: "and the hatred on me. Anyway, this time, we must not be soft hearted!"

"Ye Tian is really getting more and more arrogant. Captain Wu, in my opinion, it's time for us to teach this guy a good lesson." The king also said.

Wu Tian looked at Wang Qingfeng, sighed slightly and said, "I also want to find a chance to clean him up, but we don't have enough evidence in our hands. It's not good for our reputation to deal with Ye Tian by force alone."

Hearing the speech, a cunning smile flashed in the king's eyes: "Captain Wu, maybe we had no reason to deal with Ye Tian before, but now there are ready-made opportunities?" Then the king looked at his senior brother.

Wu Tian responded, and then a smile rose from the corners of his mouth: "Taoist Wang, do you mean to take old Wang to Ye Tian's clinic?"

The king smiled, nodded and said, "that's right. If he looks good, naturally he won't say anything. Even if the boy is lucky, but if he doesn't look well, we'll take the opportunity to smash his clinic!"

"Good idea!" Yang Zhijun couldn't help praising him: "I was beaten like this by him, or take the opportunity to blackmail him!"

Hearing this, Wu Tian smiled and said, "well, in that case, it's not too late. Now take old Wang to find Ye Tian!"

"Elder martial brother, I have offended you!" The king helped Wang Qingfeng.

Wang Qingfeng's eyes wandered and murmured, "ghost... Ghost..."

However, those who have been subjected to a kind of ghost art have to endure seven or forty-nine days before their divine consciousness can slowly recover. Even if the divine consciousness is restored, as long as the IMP in the body is not expelled, once this person moves any crooked ideas, he will be eaten by the ghost force.

At present, Wang Qingfeng is in these forty-nine days, even his divine consciousness has not recovered. Now, ghosts are almost floating all over his world.

Soon, Wu Tian and his party drove to Ye Tian's clinic with Wang Qingfeng.

It was almost noon. Although there are not many in the clinic, Qin Qingqing is also busy in a hurry. On the contrary, ye Tian is much more leisure. As for Fu Yueming, although she wants to help Ye Tian do some work, she is not familiar with things in the clinic. After helping Ye Tian for a long time, he not only didn't help Ye Tian relax, but also added a lot of trouble.

Ye Tianshen was afraid that the clinic could not open, so he had to let her watch first.

Soon after, several people from Wu Tian came. At this time, Qin Qingqing is busy filling in the case for the patient. When he looks up and sees Wu Tian coming in, he looks a little hesitant.

"Elder martial brother, why are you here?" Fu Yueming took the lead in seeing it and couldn't help asking.

Yang Zhijun looked at his younger martial sister and was slightly surprised: "haven't you left yet?"

Fu Yueming hesitated and said, "why should I go?"

Yang Zhijun suddenly remembered what ye Tian said yesterday. Is it true that younger martial sister Cheng has anything to do with him? Thinking of this, a nameless anger ignited from my heart. The Lord of Yang wants to smash Ye Tian's clinic now. Fortunately, Wu Tian hinted at his eyes, and the king of Yang swallowed the evil spirit temporarily. At the same time, he secretly vowed that he would not spare Ye Tian anyway!

"How many doctors?" Ye Tian asked faintly. As soon as I saw these people coming, I knew there was nothing good.

"See a doctor." Wu Tian smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"Then line up!" Ye Tian was not polite. After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Wu Tian, but went into the house and helped several patients configure runes.

Wu Tian's eyes flashed a look of impatience, but he didn't attack. He just sneered and said, "well, anyway, I have plenty of time!" Then he swaggered and sat on the bench at the door.

"Hey, hey, that's for patients. What are you big men, strong and like cattle, doing there?" Qin Qingqing shouted.

Before Wu Tian's ass was hot, Qin Qingqing shouted a few words. He couldn't hang on his face. He had to stand up: "sorry, I really don't know this."

With that, Wu Tian helped Wang Qingfeng to sit on the bench, while the three of them stood.

Wang Qingfeng couldn't understand clearly. He murmured the same sentence: "ghost, ghost..." at the same time, the saliva at the corner of his mouth flowed out from time to time. The king was helpless and could only use paper to wipe it for him.

The four stayed here until noon, and the number of patients in the clinic gradually decreased. At this time, Wu Tian could no longer hold his breath and said coldly, "Dr. ye, I have a patient here. You might as well have a look."

Ye Tian didn't look at it, and said faintly, "sorry, it's time to rest at noon. The clinic doesn't see a doctor!"

Hearing the speech, Wu Tian's face was angry: "Dr. ye, saving people is like fighting a fire. If you don't see it in time, are you responsible for any accident?"

Ye Tian shrugged and said, "can't wait?" Then he smiled and said, "go out and take a taxi. You can go to the hospital now. If you have to watch it here, please wait until the afternoon!"

"Qingqing, cook quickly. I'm starving." As soon as he finished, ye Tian ignored Wu Tian and said to Qin Qingqing.

Qin Qingqing hesitated and didn't ask any more. He simply cleaned up and turned his head into the kitchen.

Fu Yueming stood there, feeling that the atmosphere was abnormal. He whispered a few words to Ye Tian, and then went to the kitchen with Qin Qingqing to cook.

As for ye Tian, he was sitting in a chair with his feet tilted on the table and a pair of worn slippers.

"Brother Wu, do you want to endure it?" At this time, the king of Yang asked in a low voice.

Wu Tian took a deep breath and sneered, "wait, continue to wait. Anyway, for a while, our people can't die." With that, they sat carelessly at the door, like local ruffians who wanted to pay for protection.

Soon after, Qin Qingqing cooked the food and came out to shout Ye Tian to go in for dinner.

Ye Tian yawned, ignored the people at the door and turned to eat.

"Ye Tian, it seems that they came to find fault on purpose." As soon as ye Tiangang entered the living room, Fu Yueming came up and whispered.

"We eat our food and ignore them." Ye Tian said faintly, looking like nothing to do with himself.

But Fu Yueming was a little breathless and said, "Ye Tian, I think old Wang is ill. It won't have anything to do with you?"

"Can't rice stop your mouth?" Ye Tian asked.

"I'm just asking." Fu Yueming murmured, "now we are together. You should let me have at least the right to know?"

Ye Tian smiled and said, "you'd better not know, lest you can't sleep at night."

Fu Yueming was confused and didn't understand what the hell Ye Tian was doing. Although he wanted to ask what was going on, he would not say that he could only touch the dust if he looked at Ye Tian's lonely appearance.

In desperation, Fu Yueming can only keep silent and eat at ease.

At this time, in the lobby of the clinic. Taoist Wang didn't feel like swallowing a mouthful of saliva when he smelled the smell of rice floating in the house. I've been planning since I woke up in the morning. He didn't even drink water. When he came, his stomach was already hungry. I thought it would end early. Who knows, it will be delayed until now.

Now, smelling the smell of rice coming from the house, the king couldn't hold his breath and asked, "are you two hungry?"

Wu Tian grimaced and didn't speak. The king of Yang swallowed his saliva: "I'm a little hungry. Why don't we... Have some food first?" Then their eyes fell on Wu Tian. At this time, only Wu Tian can decide whether they want to eat.

In fact, Wu Tian was already hungry, but he was embarrassed to say it because of his face. Seeing the hungry appearance of the king of Yang and the king, Wu Tiangu made a helpless appearance, sighed slightly and said, "since this is the case, you can just go out and buy some rice outside."

"I'll go!" The king stood up without thinking. But he just walked a few steps and came back with a smile.

Wu Tian and Yang Zhijun looked puzzled when they saw it. The latter couldn't help asking, "Taoist Wang, why are you back?"

The king smiled awkwardly and said, "I was a little worried when I came out and forgot to bring money. Who has money, you might as well borrow some flowers first."

Hearing the speech, the king of Yang secretly scolded the king for being stingy. He must be reluctant to give up this meal. Where did he forget to bring money. But he was also very hungry. The king of Yang didn't think much and handed a large note to the king.

Wang daoren was not polite either. He ran smiled and turned away again.