The weather in August always makes people feel a sense of silent irritability, and this emotion will be even stronger at certain times.
Looking at the figure playing tricks on the stage, Qin Yan just wanted to kick him down. My younger brother's body is still cold, but I have to watch the clown here being embarrassed. Thinking about it makes me angry.
Just when he couldn't help but want to get angry, a familiar figure walked into his sight, extinguishing all his anger in an instant, and all his attention was focused on the visitor.
"Mr. Ye, you are here! Please take a seat!" Qin Yan stood up and greeted him respectfully.
The person who came was none other than the current head of Longmian Mountain, Mr. Ye Cangye, who was already in his ninth rank.
Mr. Ye nodded to him, and then, with the support of his grandson, he sat on the specially vacated main seat on the table.
"Mr. Ye, thank you very much for coming to help me diagnose. I'm a rough person, so I won't say too many pretentious words. If you find any use in the future, I will definitely help you with all your strength."
"Mr. Qin, you're welcome. I would also like to thank you for the convenience you have provided to the monks over the years. You and I have a certain fate. It is not a big deal to help you diagnose your illness. There is no need to worry."
"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for your love. It's my honor to invite you here." Qin Yan bowed.
This Mr. Ye is not simple. Unlike other masters, in addition to being the head of Longmian Mountain, he is also the most famous master of traditional Chinese medicine in the country. His medical skills are superb and he is a leader in the field of contemporary traditional Chinese medicine.
In addition, the strength and position of the entire Ye family cannot be underestimated. The fortune teller next to him is named Ye Yunxiu, and he is his youngest grandson.
The Ye family is a truly big family. Qin Yan knew that Mr. Ye was able to help him see a doctor this time because he had invested in the monastic conference for so many years. Otherwise, with his status, he would never have invited him. The old man took action.
Regardless of how the "Pei Banxian" performed on the stage, the table where Ye Cang was sitting was already completely silent. Everyone watched with bated breath as the old man checked Qin Yan's pulse, not daring to make any noise. Even if guests at nearby tables occasionally made some noise, they would be stopped immediately by several staff members.
At this moment, Ye Cang was closing his eyes and placing his hand on Qin Yan's pulse. His brows were furrowed, sometimes he was surprised and sometimes he shouted softly, which made Qin Yan's heart beat with fear.
After a while, Ye Cang finally let go of his hand, but the expression on his face never relaxed, making Qin Yan immediately feel cold.
"Hey, I'm really ashamed. Mr. Qin's disease is something that Ye has never heard of..." Mr. Ye shook his head helplessly and said, "From what I can see, Mr. Qin's face is pale and his pulse is weak. It doesn't look like he's suffering from a serious illness. He is seriously ill, but he looks like a dying old man... This situation is really weird."
Qin Yan's heart skipped a beat. Unexpectedly, Mr. Ye was helpless. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Qin Yan understood that his current state was very similar to that of his younger brother, but maybe because he paid attention to exercise on weekdays and had a relatively good physical condition, he did not fall into a coma directly. But he could clearly feel that his spirit was already overwhelmed. In just over a day, his physical condition had already declined rapidly. If this continued, he might not be able to fall into a coma like his brother tomorrow. .
"Mr. Ye, actually there is something I don't know how to explain... But I suspect that what I encountered may not be as simple as a simple disease..." Qin Yan said hesitantly.
Ye Cang nodded and responded: "I have also heard about your brother. Does Mr. Qin think this matter is related to the evil spirit?"
Qin Yan nodded quickly.
"That's right, Mr. Ye, the face on my brother's belly is exactly the same as his. Not only that, even if he fell into a coma, he would suddenly let out a terrifying scream that didn't sound like a human voice in the middle of the night. Then Even an old man like me feels numb when he hears the voice. Do you think this is the retribution for the past..."
Ye Cang looked thoughtful, his old fingers rubbing back and forth on an emerald green bracelet on his left wrist, and the look in his eyes began to become trance-like.
The depressing atmosphere lasted for a minute before Mr. Ye stopped what he was doing, breathed out slowly, and said: "Mr. Qin, you don't have to think too much. I have experienced your behavior as well." I understand. Although the things you did back then were somewhat unethical, they were far from the level that would lead to retribution. If that were the case, I, Mr. Ye, would not have come to attend your monastic exchange conference in the first place."
"As for those ghosts and ghosts... I know you are also a fan of Taoism, but after participating in conferences for so many years, you must have a certain understanding of those Taoism. The so-called authentic Xuanmen is nothing more than self-cultivation. It’s just a magical method. How have real ghosts and gods ever appeared in this world..."
The old man said this with a look of helplessness on his face. If you look carefully, you can even find a hint of loneliness in his eyes. The grandson Ye Yunxiu next to him also had the same expression at the moment, even more unwilling than his grandfather.
I have been practicing for decades, and I am dedicated to the Tao. However, there is no Dharma in the world. I have been practicing the same way, but there is no way to go. Where I am sad, I cannot follow the Tao.
Qin Yan looked at the two people's reactions, gritted his teeth, said sorry, and then pulled away the clothes on his stomach.
Everyone subconsciously looked over and took a breath of air. I saw a few slight protrusions on its abdomen. Judging from the outline, it looked like a human face!
Seeing the scene in front of them, several people around them immediately opened their mouths with shock on their faces. Even the calm Mr. Ye looked in disbelief at this moment.
"How...how could this happen...is this a coincidence..."
"It's impossible...how could there be such a coincidence! Is it possible that there really are ghosts and gods in this world...Have we been going the wrong way all along..."
The guests and staff on the side also looked like they had been ruined. If Boss Qin's younger brother was in that situation, it might be a coincidence, but now even Boss Qin himself is growing up in the same position. A human face appears, which is really creepy.
Everyone was staring at the abnormality in Qin Yan's belly, and everyone held their breath silently, as if they were afraid that if they spoke louder, they would disturb something.
However, at this moment, an angry shout sounded from a corner of the audience, immediately attracting the attention of everyone present.
"Grandson! You faker! Don't even think about pretending to be your sixth master!"
