It makes sense!

Except for Zhao Shihua, almost everyone surrounded the old Taoist priest and the disciples. The old Taoist priest was inevitably nervous, so he took his disciples into the mountain to collect herbs and ran to sleep. Who knew that he could meet an old friend!

Feng Shui masters do not need to use swords and guns when killing people.

The old Taoist priest is not afraid of these people, but if he can do it, he will try not to do it. After all, these people don’t know anything, they are used by others, and they are a knife in their hands. If they want to touch these people, they will inevitably be hurt by the evil spirit.

When the old Taoist priest was young, although he was not as decisive as his eldest disciple, he was not a soft-hearted person. Some people beat him when they said they would fight and killed him when they said they would kill him. He never hesitated when it was time to take action.

Now that I am old this year, I am all the people who have buried the loess in my neck, and I can't help but be compassionate when I see anything.

Xia Qing was held by him and could deeply understand his mood at this moment. The old Taoist priest's hand tightened slightly, and Xia Qing took advantage of this "hint" and asked Zhao Yougui, "My master knows Chinese medicine. Otherwise, let my master show your child, and maybe it can be cured."

"Yes, if you have a brother, it's still a big deal for the child. It depends on how anxious my sister-in-law is. The Taoist priest and the little fairy priest will not leave for the time being. It's not too late to talk about this when the child is ready!"

The child is about seven years old and is a very decent boy with even bones and wide face. But at this time, his whole body is black and purple, his eyes are closed, his teeth are bitten, and his lips are pursed, and he exhaled and he had no more air intake.

Xia Qing looked at it intently and saw a cloud of evil spirits gathering at the child's Danzhong point, snatching the territory with the last little vitality.

This is considered to be terminally ill. Even a very powerful Chinese medicine doctor will find it difficult to bring back the dead. Living dead people, flesh and bones, such masters will definitely understand some Feng Shui numerology. Most doctors still hope to cure the disease before it is sick.

Zhao Yougui's wife disheveled her hair, held the child in her arms, and cried to the top of her lungs.

I heard that the old Taoist priest was a doctor, so she hurriedly put the child on the bed, gave up her seat, stared at the old Taoist priest, and could kneel down to him at any time.

"This kid..."

The old Taoist priest was helpless. He sighed that he was not good at passing years, so why did he die to the forefront? He thought of taking an apprentice. Before he could have time to take out a sect, he would drag him to hell.

"Master, give it!" Xia Qing quickly took out a row of needles from the old Taoist priest's bag, picked a thinner one and handed it to the old Taoist priest. He glanced at the child's Danzhong point from the corner of his eyes. The old Taoist priest glared at her fiercely. Xia Qing was indifferent and his eyes were very persistent.

The old Taoist priest had no choice. Although others were old, there was no problem with applying needles. He sat down on the edge of the bed, holding the needle with his two fingers, and was about to go down. Wan Youqin hurriedly stopped him, "This is a matter of life. No wonder the master drove you out. A person like you, wearing this Taoist robe, was simply a shame for the Taoist sect."

The old Taoist priest wanted to kneel down and call Wan Youjin's father. He was so eager that he threw away the needle and pulled Xia Qing to leave quickly. Even if he would sleep in the open field tonight, he would not want to drift the muddy water.

Unexpectedly, Xia Qing held the old Taoist priest with his hand, and he couldn't move, so he had to stalk his neck and glared at Wan Youjin fiercely, "You can do it! You still know it's a life!"

Zhao Yougui's wife knelt down to the old Taoist priest again, "Please, old immortal, this is a miserable child, and his parents are gone. If he has a few shortcomings, how can we meet his parents in the future?"

Xia Qing glanced at her. She was a smart person. She was so dedicated to crying. I won’t ask if I’m really false. At least, if the child is really gone, there will not be many people who blame her.

Many people gathered at the door of the room, all shook their heads sadly. No matter what the adults are, the children are innocent.

The old Taoist priest looked at Zhao Yougui's wife, and before he could say anything, his hand was pulled down to the child's Danzhong point by Xia Qing. It was very shallow and not the depth of the normal needle application. But a wisp of cold air followed the needle and was guided by something along his hand.

The black color on the child's face faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his lips looked very white and had no rosy color, but it was a normal color at least.

Even the old Taoist priest himself found it incredible to have this move to bring about his life.

"Wow!" The child cried, and the old Taoist priest pulled out the needle under Xia Qing's pulling force. He also breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to get sweat on his forehead.

Just now, the needle was put into place too quickly, and the old Taoist priest didn't even have time to think about what if the child was cured?

The child cried very softly, but at least he survived. Compared to his lifelessness just now, he finally saw a little vitality.

"Old immortal, please do your good people to the end and help us!" Zhao Yougui's wife knelt on the ground and had not yet gotten up. She bowed and said, "Only you can save us."

"It was your move, right?" Wan Youqin pointed at the old Taoist priest's nose, "You don't admit it yet, what did you do to the Zhao family?"

Zhao Yougui's whole body was trembling. He stared at the old Taoist priest with a bad look and pulled his wife up. "Old Taoist priest, although our Zhao family is not a wealthy person, he has done some good things over the years. If your old Taoist temple needs emergency response and speaks to us, we will not help. If we use some bad means, we... I believe there are still justice experts in this world."

In this world, one life, two fortunes and three fortunes are Feng Shui. It has always been difficult to achieve the wind and fortune of the wind, but it is not difficult to learn some Feng Shui to harm people.

The thing about returning to life has always been heard only in the mouths of storytellers. How many people can believe it in reality?

Using Feng Shui is really too immoral.

Zhao Yougui instinctively believed that their family was harmed by others, not because they did something that harmed their good deeds, so that they would suffer such retribution.

The old Taoist priest was stunned by the people pressing step by step. He couldn't help but ask Xia Qing, "Good disciple, what do you think you should do now?"

"Master, Senior Brother Wan's wife is named Zhou Ling. Not far from us, his child is studying in Zaokou Town Middle School. If we have a few shortcomings, Senior Brother will not let them go."

Since the old Taoist priest came out of Longhu Mountain, Xia Qing condescendingly called him Senior Brother.

Wan Eugene's face suddenly turned pale, "Stupid girl, what are you talking about? What's your wife and children?"

"Wan Jindou was born on the fifth day of May 1974. He is the same year as my senior brother. Now he is in the third year of junior high school. I am right?" Xia Qing curled his lips slightly, "Senior Brother Wan, your left eyebrow is broken. My father should have died suddenly. How did he die?"

Wan Eugene's legs were shaking.

Xia Qing looked around the room, "If my master is so powerful, do you still need such despicable means if you don't have money? You are just a little rich in Zhao family, and it is worthy of my master's concern?"
Chapter completed!