Ma Yanhong looked up at me in astonishment, her face covered with snot and tears that could not hide her surprise.
I put Kirito on the ground in front of her and said: "Although you know some magic, you are not a Taoist, just a useless outsider. It is normal that you don't understand why I did this, but your master must understand. Tell him that this is a matter for us Taoists and has nothing to do with you, an outsider."
Ma Yanhong suddenly became excited, "I have been studying the Fa with my master for so many years. Why do you say that I am not a member of the Tao? Why do you say that I am an outsider! My master said that I am his most outstanding disciple and he will let me inherit the mantle in the future!" "
Who would choose an old lady in her fifties to pass on the mantle?
No normal person would think this way.
But Ma Yanhong believes so firmly, which shows that her master usually indoctrinated her in this way.
Only in this way can she work for him wholeheartedly.
I was condescending and looked at Ma Yanhong with the eyes of an ant, "Only those who have taught the Jianghu Chun Canon of the Chi in the Dao are the officially recognized direct disciples and heirs of the mantle. You neither understand the Chi nor the Chun Can, and you are not an outsider." What is it? Your master has never regarded you as one of his own!"
If she understands the incision code, no matter what I say, she will report the incision first.
I would rather give ten ounces of money than teach my skills; I would rather give a piece of gold than teach you a lesson.
Her master didn't teach her a single word of virtue, but he just didn't treat her as a true disciple.
"No, this is impossible! It is impossible for my master to do this to me! I am a real warlock, I am a warlock!"
Ma Yanhong yelled crazily, jumped up suddenly, grabbed her hands and rushed towards me.
He has no skills and no skills, so he is simply going to die.
I have a hundred ways to kill her directly.
But I can't.
Killing her is easy, but the gain outweighs the loss. If the line is broken, there will be no fishing.
I lightly kicked Kirito on the ground with my toes.
Kirito fell.
Ma Yanhong fell heavily to the ground almost at the same time, making a loud noise that shook the floor, and a thin stream of blood flowed out from the corners of her nostrils and mouth.
This caused her internal injuries.
"He's just a tool to be used, but he's worthy of being called a warlock? He really doesn't know how to live or die!"
I glanced at her contemptuously, turned around and walked out of the room, went straight downstairs, drove to Furen Hospital, dressed up simply, put on a white coat in the hospital, walked around the upstairs and downstairs of the hospital twice, and Find out the basic situation of the dean.
The director of Furen Hospital is Wen Lujie. It is said that he was originally the director of a major hospital in Tainan. Investors spent a lot of money to recruit him to help.
He has lived in the staff dormitory these years, and usually spends most of his time in the hospital except sleeping.
Furen Hospital has also gained a good reputation under his management over the years. Although the fees are a bit expensive, people with money but no power still like to come here for medical treatment. The reason is that the environment is good and the service is considerate, so that people can enjoy it. Rich people's fun.
Any doctor or nurse in the hospital can explain these things clearly and clearly, but the contents are quite different from each other.
Apparently someone used a little trick in the hospital called Chuanlu Shapei.
The name is quite deceptive, but in fact it is a conscious and repeated dissemination of specific content with different emphasis and tendencies. If it is disseminated for a long time, it will form a false but profound impression among the dissemination group, making them believe it to be true.
In fact, judging from the patient flow seen during the three visits to this hospital, this hospital actually does not have many patients. The so-called reputation and prosperity of the hospital are just bragging.
When I was done inquiring, I went upstairs to the dean's office.
At this time, it was already dark.
The door to the dean's room was half open, the lights were on inside, and a slightly bald old man was talking on the phone, taking a soft drink.
He looked to be in his early fifties, fair and plump, with a kind and kind face.
I just walked past and glanced at the house as if I was passing by.
Wen Lujie, who was on the phone, immediately turned to look over at me.
I turned my head calmly, walked through the door, and then immediately ducked into the utility room next to the corridor, closed the door ajar, stood close behind the door panel, and peeked through the crack in the door.
The sound of hurried footsteps came from far and near.
Wen Lujie ran from the door, then ran over again, and after going back and forth twice, he finally grabbed a young nurse who was passing by and asked: "Did you see a male doctor passing by just now? He is quite tall, a little thin, and is twenty-seven." At eight years old, he looks like a stranger."
With just one glance, he remembered my disguised appearance and features.
The little nurse shook her head blankly, "I haven't seen it before. When I walked over, there was no one in the corridor."
Wen Lujie didn't say anything more, let go of the nurse and turned back to the office.
I crawled out through the utility room window, climbed along the outer wall to the office window, hung upside down and peeked through the window.
Wen Lujie was packing the things in his desk into his pocket.
Books, compasses, Bagua mirror, pen and ink on yellow paper...all at once the desk drawers were emptied.
After quickly packing up, he took off his white coat, put on his coat, picked up his bag and walked out.
As soon as she reached the door, Ma Yanhong, her hair disheveled and her face stained with runny nose and tears, limped in.
Wen Lujie was startled by her appearance and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with you?"
"There was a man who used the Nightmare Suppression Technique to harm me, and even found his way to my house." Ma Yanhong took out the Tongren and showed it to Wen Lujie, "He asked about the selection of spirits from the ashes, and asked me to tell you that he wanted to free him. If you have a nightmare-suppressing spell, go and ask for it. He will give you two days. If it expires, your master will be dead. What are you going to do?"
Ma Yanhong noticed the bag that Wen Lujie was holding, and grabbed it when he wasn't prepared. When he pulled it open, her expression changed drastically, "You want to run away? Are you going to abandon me?"
Wen Lujie glanced outside the office, closed the door, and then said to Ma Yanhong, "I was about to go find you. Zhou Cheng just walked past my door, but the person I chased out disappeared."
Ma Yanhong was shocked: "He is Zhou Cheng? How is this possible? How could he find us? We have no direct contact with the Paihua Gang!"
Wen Lujie said: "This man has great magical powers. He must have tricked him when he handed over Zhenmeng Tongren and followed him. We can't stay here any longer and must leave immediately."
Ma Yanhong said blankly: "Let's go? Where to go?"
"Leave here and hide for the night. Tomorrow I will go to see Mr. Ge Laoxian and ask him to come forward and make peace. At worst, I will send an apology like Lang Zhengsheng did."
As Wen Lujie spoke, he reached out and took the Tongren from Ma Yanhong's hand, "I'll help you get rid of this nightmare-suppressing spell first."
Ma Yanhong asked: "Zhou Cheng just said that I am just a tool you chose to do things. I am not your disciple, and I am not a member of the Tao."
Wen Lujie examined Kirito carefully and said casually: "Zhou Cheng is sinister and vicious. He is trying to sow discord. If I didn't treat you as a disciple, why would I have picked you up from the street and taught you spells?" , give you a job? You can’t listen to what he says.”
Ma Yanhong added: "But he said you never taught me a word about spring incision."
"What age is this? Even Taiwan doesn't talk about these old-fashioned things anymore. It's of no use at all. I'll teach you what to do...who!"
Wen Lujie suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the door behind Ma Yanhong with a look of horror.
Ma Yanhong was startled and turned to look in the direction of the door.
Wen Lujie immediately twisted Kirito's head in his hand.
