It is said that ancient literary and artistic young men had two dreams. When they were poor, they had a "vix spirit dream", hoping that vix spirits who were enchanting, infatuated, and could turn stones into gold to save themselves.

Once you have achieved success, you will start to dream of "saving the wind and dust". You feel that it is your inevitable mission to save a beautiful woman who is unfortunately a woman.

Two things men like to do the most are to persuade women from the world to become good and to pull women from the good family into the water.

Ning Shu looked at the little boy kneeling not far away with expressionless face, and asked if he was a vixen, if he could turn stones into gold, and if he could give him gold.

Ning Shu really didn't know what to say, "What do you want gold?"

Ning Shu has gold and spirit stones. Moving around in the world and earthly worlds, it is definitely necessary to make money. For cultivators, gold and silver can only be regarded as metals for refining weapons at most, and the most valuable ones are spirit stones containing spiritual energy.

"My sister is sick. I want money to hire a doctor. If you can save my sister, I am willing to let you dig your heart and eat it."

Ning Shu swallowed, and it was so disgusting to eat it raw!

"What disease does your sister have?" Ning Shu asked, "Actually, I am not a vixen, but it happens that I know a little about medical theory. Do you want me to help you see?"

A ghost will bring out gold.

The boy was skeptical, then looked at Ning Shu carefully, and finally gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, "Come with me, let's go around my house on the small path, so that the rest of the village can't see me taking you into the village."

Ning Shu nodded, walked behind the boy, walked around some thorny paths, and arrived at the end of the village, and came to a thatched hut. The thatched hut was extremely dilapidated and the doors were all made of thatched hut.

So poor?

"Sister, I'm back." The boy carefully pushed open the thatched door, for fear that it would scatter in the thatched door if it was hard for one day.

Ning Shu followed him in and found that the room was quite neat and there were some books.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a little bad smell. A little girl was lying in the room. The little girl's face looked a little dark and seemed to be poisoned.

"I don't care whether you are a vixen or not, please save my sister. My sister has been ill since she came back from the mountains." The boy said anxiously to Ning Shu.

Ning Shu dissipated the quilt, and a smell of maggots eating rotten meat rushed straight into the tip of his nose.

Ning Shu closed his sense of smell so that he could not smell it.

The girl is young, about eight years old, and is eight years old. She has a pale face and thin skin. She looks only five or six years old.

Ning Shu released his mental power and checked his internal organs. His internal organs were exhausted, and they were not bright red, with dark hair.

This is like being hit by a miasma. In the deep mountains and forests, the corpses of various plants and animals rot to form miasma and are poisonous. Moreover, the girl's body begins to rot and will be contagious.

"An epidemic may be contagious." Ning Shu reached out to take the child's pulse, but when he took the pulse, he felt an extremely evil feeling in the child's body, and it was transmitted to her body through her hand.

In other words, this girl has a ghost on her body and is involved in something unclean.

The world of cultivation, there are all monsters in the mountains, immortals, gods, Buddhas, demons, ghosts, and monsters. Anyway, there are all weird creatures.

"It's an epidemic, what should I do? My sister will definitely be burned to death by the villagers." The boy was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Ning Shu shook his hand and shook off the evil spirit in his hands.

"You spend every day with your sister, and you are not infected, and you may not be infected." Ning Shu said.

"No, it's not like this, because... I have something possessed. This is what my mother left for me and my sister. My sister always runs into the mountains and the things have fallen." The boy took out a sachet. The needlework on the sachet was very delicate. Ning Shu took it and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

It should be a Buddhist talisman. The smell of sandalwood on it has not dissipated for a long time. It should be the light of a monk who has a little knowledge of Taoism.

Ning Shu wanted to get the sachet close to the girl's body, and the boy immediately grabbed Ning Shu's wrist. Ning Shu looked at him, and the boy immediately let go of Ning Shu's wrist and said, "Don't get close, my sister will feel very uncomfortable."

"I want gold because I want to invite an immortal to exorcise evil spirits, and my sister doesn't let me get close to her, so she will be in great pain. I can only say to find a doctor, because if people in the village know that my sister has unclean things on her body, she will definitely burn my sister to death."

The boy is honestly explaining this time.

"The immortals are busy pursuing the great way, so how can I pay attention to you?" The mundane world is meaningless to immortals.

"You really know that immortals, are you really a vixen? Please save my sister." The boy knelt on the ground, his head knelt on the ground, and then he made a thumping sound. When he raised his head, his forehead was already bruised.

Ning Shu pulled the corner of her mouth, "Is there any rooster blood, cinnabar, and yellow paper?"

"No, no, the family is really in a mess. Since my parents left, the family's livelihood has been cut off..."

Ning Shu...

If you don't have some tools, what should you do?

Ning Shu thought about it, pinched the mantra and arranged a huge Yang gathering array. The yang energy could rush onto the evil spirit in his body. I guess some lonely ghost hit the girl.

Once the Juyang Array was arranged, the girl obviously felt a little uncomfortable. She frowned tightly and whimpered. In Ning Shu's eyes, she was filled with black air.

The boy saw his sister twitching all over and in pain, and his eyes were so anxious that he turned red.

Ning Shu stuffed the corner of the quilt into the little girl's mouth to avoid biting her tongue.

"Put some blood for me." The boy should still be a boy, and he is a young man with a strong spirit, which is very suitable for writing spells.

The boy did not hesitate and poked his fingers through the needle. Ning Shu dipped his fingers in blood and drew spells on the little girl's forehead.

It seemed that the ghost in the body felt the danger, and the wind was blowing. Ning Shu drew the talisman and then slapped it hard to penetrate the talisman into the girl's forehead, but not long after that, the talisman floated out.

This lonely ghost was reluctant to come out of the little girl's body. Ning Shu's fingers were dipped in blood, pulled the little girl's clothes, and drew a huge talisman on her chest, which penetrated from her heart to her abdomen.

The little girl's body was shaking even more violently, and the whole bed was about to fall apart. The little girl roared in pain and called out to her brother in a whimpering manner.

Ning Shu frowned. This way, this ghost was not weak.

I am attached to this body.

The boy saw his sister's pain and wanted to say that it would be cured, but seeing that Ning Shu could make a method and draw talismans, there was no chance to find.
Chapter completed!