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Chapter 100 Abundant Talents

The next day, Xiao Zhi changed into a casual outfit and stopped a taxi to Chongguang Hospital. This is a large hospital in the city, but when he reached the gate, a gust of wind blew for no reason...

Xiao Zhi took a few steps back and blocked the wind and sand with his hands. Why did he feel like he was breaking into Lanruo Temple when he came to a mental hospital?

The hospital is larger than the outside, with a huge playground, surrounded by rooms for mentally ill patients to use for activities. Through the layout and structure of the house, it is not difficult to see that this hospital was actually converted from a school...

A female nurse came towards her and was about to scold her, but when she saw Xiao Zhi's face clearly, a hint of blush appeared on her cheeks and said, "Sir, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

Xiao Zhi looked around and said, "I am a... writer. I plan to write some stories about mental patients. We are the largest and most professional in Chongqing Hospital, so I want to come and see how mental patients live..."

He said as he reached out to fumble in the backpack he brought for a while, and handed over a small pink wallet: "I know it's impolite not to make an appointment, but I can't deceive you. This is my sincere apology. I hope you can be comfortable with it, beautiful lady."

In this era, although there are many people who can speak eloquently, the effects of different people doing the same thing is different. Handsome people are playing shoveling poop, and ugly people are playing golf, like shoveling poop...

It's really a sin.

The nurse took the small wallet with a red face. When she saw the sign on it, her eyes lit up. This sign was a bit expensive.

She lowered her head and said softly: "It's okay, great writer, I am the head nurse here. If you want to see mental patients, just watch it casually, but be careful. Many mental patients will hurt people when they get sick..."

Xiao Zhi smiled and said, "Okay, I will pay attention."

He looked inside through the small glass window at the door of a room, and saw mentally ill people playing their own things. Some people put the table together as a stage and stood on it with a broom as a guitar to perform! Some people wrote one complex formula after another on the blackboard to explain physics to other mentally ill people...

This physics-oriented thing made Xiao Zhi’s eyes lit up.

Because what is said is quite reasonable, some places are a bit bold but also logical.

After passing one room after another, Leon was not seen, but in the last room there was a mentally ill patient who caused Xiao Zhi's idea. It was an old man with a bun tied up. He seemed to be taken care of. Other mentally ill patients could move freely and stretch their muscles. Only his two long sleeves were tied together...

This is a very common bondage.

It can effectively prevent patients from doing some dangerous things.

Xiao Zhi pushed the door and walked in, sat down next to the old man with a bun and asked, "Why are they tied to you?"

The old man with a bun was sitting cross-legged. When he heard someone talking beside him, he slowly opened his eyelids and looked up and down at Xiao Zhi: "We don't seem to know this Lord of Fate..."

Judging from the old man's appearance, Xiao Zhi also crossed his legs: "Dao talks about chance by chance. Meeting means fate. What's the point of meeting before. Did you think you have known each other? Do you think so?"

The old man's eyes lit up a little, and he felt a little incredible: "It's rare. In today's impetuous life, there are people like the Lord of Fortune who have a heart of Tao. OK, okay! You asked me that the old Taoist was bound to be bound and could not be free. That's because the old Taoist killed an evil ghost when he was exorcising evil spirits outside..."

Xiao Zhi hmmed for a moment and waited for him to continue talking.

The old man said in surprise: "The Lord of Fate is really unique. When others hear this, they will call me crazy, but you listen to me calmly and patiently. Well, I guess, if you are not crazy, you should have encountered a real ghost..."

Xiao Zhi was shocked and found a treasure!

The old man spoke calmly and had no logical mistakes. There is a high probability that he was a Taoist master...

He quickly clasped his fists and said, "Master, my name is Xiao Zhi. My hometown is in the mainland. Currently, he works as a security guard in a building here. Unexpectedly, someone died in the building, and the people who came back to the soul were panic. Xiao Zhi begged the master to help me guide the ghost..."

The old man sighed at the word "Mainland" and said, "Oh, I also came from the Mainland. I wanted to use the accumulated incense money to build a Taoist temple here and find a good disciple to pass on the robe and mantle, and promote Taoist culture.

Who knew that as soon as the Taoist temple was built, I happened to encounter a fierce ghost in the street in broad daylight and harmed people. The old Taoist took action to eliminate ghosts. But the ghost was cunning and vicious and pushed an innocent passerby down and died in a ditch on the side of the road before his soul was lost..."

Xiao Zhi captured important information. This old man eliminated the evil spirits without hurting others. As for the dead passers-by, it was impossible to be unlucky by the evil spirits.

The old man said: "Ordinary people cannot see evil ghosts, they can only see the old Taoist holding a wooden sword and wielding in the street. Then a passerby was 'scared' and took a few steps back and fell into the ditch and died. Naturally, he put the blame on the old Taoist! No matter how he said catching ghosts, no one believed it. In the end, although he did not go to the prison cell, he entered this mental hospital..."

Xiao Zhi hesitated and helped the old man untie the cuff. The old man did not make any extreme actions. He then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master, you are a person with Taoism. No matter how ignorant people are, you can use Taoism to open up yin and yang eyes for them. If you see the existence of ghosts, will you be able to have persuasion?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Does Lord Yuan know about magic power? Without magic power, you cannot cast magic power, just like a person cannot lift a bucket without strength.

The old Taoist was adopted by his master at the age of three. He practiced Taoism for more than 70 years. He should have been afraid of any evil spirits! But now it is no different from a useless person. Because he killed a ghost, the old Taoist was beaten and scolded by angry onlookers. A fat woman stepped on the old Taoist's lower abdomen with high heels, causing internal bleeding. The woman belongs to Yin and the extreme Yin breaks the body. There is a crack in my dantian that cannot store magic power. After practicing it, it is a little bit gone. Now there is no magic power."

The willows are dark and the flowers are bright and the village is dark. After the village is dark, the willows are dark again.

Xiao Zhi refused to give up and said, "Then is there really no way to deal with the ghosts in the building? If no one surrenders ghosts, will blood flow into a river?"
Chapter completed!
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