"Miss, who are you?"
Zhou Sheng was stunned and felt that the lady in front of him looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her!
The woman laughed angrily: "My name is He Yingying, and I led someone to smash your clinic three days ago."
Zhou Sheng then remembered that when he occupied this body three days ago, three people were smashing up his clinic. If it weren't for those three people, his soul would still be wandering outside.
"If Miss He's clinic is destroyed, it will be destroyed. What else do you want?"
"You ask me what I want? It seems that you didn't listen to what I said three days ago. The 100,000 thing is over, otherwise my brother will not be able to make a living."
Zhou Sheng already understood the value of money in this era, and it was impossible for an ordinary family to take out 100,000 at will.
What's more, he doesn't have a penny now, and he doesn't even know the password for the bank card in his hand, and he hasn't had time to go to the bank to change it.
What did the original owner of the body do to make He Yingying come to ask for the settlement fee of 100,000 yuan?
"Can you tell me, what exactly did I do? My head is still confused and I don't understand what you mean."
"You are really pretending to be confused now, right? If you want to understand something, just come with me."
Zhou Sheng followed He Yingying out of the clinic, and Liu Qian turned into a wisp of black smoke and got into the jade beads on his chest.
In the afternoon when the sun was shining brightly, He Yingying didn't feel any heat when walking next to Zhou Sheng, and she gradually moved closer to him.
"Miss He, I can't walk like this." Zhou Sheng reminded helplessly.
He Yingying blushed because she had never felt that his body was so cool before, like a human air conditioner.
After passing through the garden community, they came to an old small building. The two went straight to the third floor.
He Yingying opened a small room at the end of the corridor and turned on the light.
Zhou Sheng saw that this was a very simple hut. In addition to a bed, there was a table and an electric fan.
At this time, the electric fan was whirring, bringing a touch of coolness to the stuffy cabin. When Zhou Sheng approached, the surrounding temperature instantly dropped by ten degrees, and a soft sound came from the bed.
Zhou Sheng saw a woman lying on the bed. She was sallow and skinny, and she was taking in more air than out.
He Yingying pointed to the woman on the bed: "Her name is Qiuxia, she is Sister Feng in this building like me. Just last month she came back from your clinic with medicine, and it became like this. The sisters pooled some money together. I went to a big hospital."
He Yingying's eyes were a little red: "The doctor said that Qiuxia became like this because she took the medicine you prescribed. She used to be able to eat something, but recently she felt nauseated when she touched food. Now she can only rely on drinking water. Stay alive, the doctor said she won’t live long.”
Zhou Sheng saw Qiuxia's tragic situation and froze on the spot: "Have you ever told me about this?"
He Yingying glanced at him with disdain, still pretending to be confused: "You came here a few weeks ago, but you only left a few hundred yuan and wanted to get rid of it."
"Although we are humble as Sister Feng, you want to buy someone else's life for just a few hundred dollars. Is it possible?"
The more He Yingying talked, the angrier she became, and her eyes became redder. She almost grabbed Zhou Sheng's collar and asked you if your conscience was eaten by a dog.
Zhou Sheng came to the bedside and carefully lifted the sheets. On the bed, Qiuxia was completely fleshless, her bones were protruding, and she was almost dead.
He carefully raised his two-finger-thick arm and placed it on his lap, placing his right hand on her pulse.
He Yingying looked at Zhou Sheng coldly, wondering what else he could do with Qiuxia like this.
Zhou Sheng felt that Qiuxia's pulse was strange and that weakness was normal. After all, she had not eaten for many days.
But her weak pulse contained a very strong vitality, but this vitality did not belong to Qiuxia.
"Has Qiuxia seen anyone before her accident?" Zhou Sheng asked.
"As Sister Feng, we see too many people every day. What excuse are you trying to make?"
"Are there any needles?"
"What needle?"
"Any needle will do?"
He Yingying wanted to reprimand out loud, but when her eyes met Zhou Sheng's deep eyes, she couldn't say anything for a moment.
She silently took out an embroidery needle from the drawer and handed it to Zhou Sheng: "Do you think this will work?"
Zhou Sheng took the embroidery needle and looked at it. The length of 4 centimeters was not suitable, and the needle was too thick.
"Are there any other needles?" Zhou Sheng tried to ask.
He Yingying shook her head and said no.
Zhou Sheng looked at the embroidery needle in his hand and sighed. A golden light came from his fingers and wrapped the needle.
What He Yingying saw in her eyes was that he was holding an embroidery needle in a daze, and then stabbed Qiuxia's heart with the needle.
She was frightened and shouted, her voice sharp and angry: "What are you doing? Are you going to kill someone and silence them?"
Zhou Sheng frowned and turned back to her and said, "Stop talking!"
The stern scolding, the deep eyes, and the trembling from the soul made He Yingying dare not speak out.
Zhou Sheng inserted the embroidery needle into Qiuxia's heart little by little. Qiuxia, who was in a coma, opened her eyes wide, her whole body began to twitch, and foam flowed from the corners of her mouth, which looked like an epilepsy attack.
It's just that her current body is too weak to withstand this sudden change. After a few minutes of convulsions, her head tilted and she lost all vitality.
"Kill..." He Yingying's voice stopped suddenly. She saw Zhou Sheng's eyes looked like an evil ghost.
Zhou Sheng was still focused on inserting the embroidery needle into her heart, and strands of golden power of merit wrapped around her heart, protecting her heart veins and causing her to fall into a state of suspended animation.
He didn't know the truth he revealed subconsciously, which also frightened He Yingying next to him.
As Qiuxia's vitality disappeared, a small bulge gradually formed in her withered abdomen.
A black beetle pierced her skin from the bulge and slowly emerged.
The beetle shook off the blood staining its body, spread its elytra and flew out the window.
Zhou Sheng held it in his hand, and it struggled wildly and kept trying to pinch his hand with the pliers on its mouth.
He naturally knew the origin of this insect, and also knew that its pincers were contaminated with poison, and it could seal the throat as long as it saw blood.
A blue ghost energy was absorbed into the beetle's body from his palm, and the restless beetle instantly became sluggish and lost its vitality.
Zhou Sheng asked He Yingying to bring a glass bottle and throw the beetle into it.
"What is this?" He Yingying was also surprised when she saw this scene.
"Mother-child voodoo! A kind of voodoo technique in Southern Xinjiang. There are two voodoo insects, one big and one small. This is the mother voodoo, and there should be a small child voodoo."
"What's the use of this? How did it get into Qiuxia's body?"
"Generally, a person who is planted with a mother voodoo will continue to be sucked out of life, which is why she is so thin. Until the host dies, the mother voodoo will break away from the host and fly back to the child voodoo."
"Why are you so cruel? Qiuxia also has a 5-year-old child. You killed her just to prove that she didn't take your fake medicine!!!" He Yingying said with red eyes.
