C101

Chapter 101 - Sophora Flavescens, Hundred Ghost Method

Seeing that I didn't say anything, the male student revealed a mischievous smile and said in a low voice,

"If there were a ghost in this world, when you dissected a corpse, would the corpse jump up and grab your scalpel hand and say, 'Don't cut me! "It hurts!"

He raised his voice sharply, and several timid girls cried out in alarm.

The boy took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Zhang Ping's shoulders and proudly raised his chin towards her.

I had initially been completely focused on him and Zhang Ping, and upon hearing this kind of low-level joke, I couldn't help but frown, and lightly said, "Don't joke with me about this sort of thing."

"Yo, angry?" The boy curled his lips in ridicule, "That's right, he's a doctor, you can't blame him for being too distracted."

I shook my head, ready to ignore him.

I didn't expect him to look down at my hand and laugh.

"To be honest, I really admire the medical examiner's mental fortitude. He just finished looting a dead body one second ago, but he'll be able to eat it in the next."

He looked at Sang Lan with eyes full of ridicule, and said while chuckling:

"I admire you too. Some of the bodies had jumped off the building and died, falling like a pile of meat; some had been smashed into pieces by the car. Sang Lan, are you going to cut me off? "

Sang Lan said with a cold face, "Ding Minghao, enough is enough. "Don't joke about someone else's profession. It's not funny at all."

Ding Minghao's face sunk, but he pretended not to care, "It's not like I had any bad intentions, I was just curious.

As he said that, he looked at Dou Dabao with contempt.

Dou Dabao could not help but say: "How can you talk like that? Do I owe you money? "

Ding Minghao sneered, "You don't owe me money, I just don't rub the sand in my eyes, I can't stand to see someone trying to trick a girl."

Seeing Dou Dabao staring, I immediately waved my hands, signalling for him not to be rash.

I can see that other than myself, Ding Minghao doesn't have anyone else in his eyes. This sort of person wanted to show off, to become the center of attention, the kind of person who could cause trouble even if he was unreasonable. There was really no need to lower himself to his level.

Seeing how embarrassed he was by the harmonious atmosphere and how pleased he was with himself, I wanted to leave, but I felt useless inside.

I hesitated, then said,

"I can't say there are no ghosts, but I believe in a person's luck. You just said that you've been very unlucky recently, and I believe that you've really been unlucky. "

Saying that, I picked up the toothpick jar on the table, unscrewed the lid, and took out a toothpick to give it to Sang Lan, "Break it."

Sang Lan was startled, she took the toothpick and split it in half.

"Yo, I couldn't tell, but you're pretty strong." I teased her, rubbed half a toothpick in her hair, and poured the whole can into a clean bowl.

Pan Ying clapped her hands, "I understand, you want to carry out the orders, who draws the broken toothpick, and drinks?"

I didn't deny it. I grabbed the bowl and shook it. Without looking at it, I took out a toothpick and placed it in front of me.

Sang Lan looked at me and also took one from the bowl.

The others were also interested. They all raised their heads and pulled toothpicks out from their bowls without looking.

Zhang Ping suddenly stared at me, and said with wavy eyes:

"There should be at least a hundred toothpicks in this bowl, right? Why are you drawing it so many times?"

I looked at Ding Minghao and smiled lightly: "After one round, there will definitely be someone who will be able to draw it."

As they spoke, the bowl was placed in front of Zhang Ping.

She hesitated, then reached out and took a cigarette from the bowl. It was complete.

Ding Minghao scoffed, and casually picked one up.

"Ha, I've really been chosen by you!" Pan Ying laughed loudly.

"You can't be so unlucky, right?"

"Drink, drink, drink!"

The group followed suit.

Ding Minghao stared blankly at the half of the toothpick in his hand. He returned it to the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing him drink the wine so readily, the others became even more interested.

Originally, they were all the age that liked to play and cause trouble, so who would be willing to part from something that they were happy about when they came out to gather?

After another lap up, Ding Minghao looked at me, stared at me, and stretched out his hand to take a cigarette from the bowl.

"Damn, looks like your luck isn't that good!"

"Why is it you again?"

"Xu Huo, what's going on? You're not up to this, are you? "

… ….

Ding Minghao looked at the half of the toothpick in his hand, his expression somewhat unnatural, but he still raised his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

When he took out half of the toothpick on the third lap, everyone was stunned.

"Everyone has seen it. I definitely did not do anything. Your luck has indeed been very bad recently. It would be best for you to find an expert to take a look. "

I said to Pan Ying, "During these two days, Big Treasure and I have been tired. We have eaten and drank our fill, so we will be going back to sleep first."

"Is my luck really that bad?" Ding Minghao suddenly said coldly. He poured the entire bowl of toothpicks onto the plate in front of him and casually picked one, which astonishingly turned out to be half a toothpick.

I nodded towards Sang Lan, stood up and followed Dou Dabao out.

At the door, I hesitated for a moment before turning around and saying:

My name is Xu Huo. Other than being a physician, I am also a exorcist. But my rule is to only do business with women. If any of you beauties would like to see the appearance of your hands, you can go to back street No. 31. "Usually, when the great treasure appears, I will take a look at the shop on the tenth day of the new year."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Ping, then turned around and left with Dou Dabao.

After getting on the car, Dou Dabao asked me: "Is that kid really having a problem?"

"Can't you tell?"

Dou Dabao scratched his head, "See what?"

I turned the wheel, wondering.

Previously, I didn't notice anything abnormal about Ding Minghao, but the moment Zhang Ping sat by his side, he turned into a black cloud and covered his forehead as if he was smeared with a layer of ink.

I had never encountered such a situation before.

Could it be that his bad luck was related to Zhang Ping?

I didn't think about it anymore as I smiled and said to Dou Dabao while driving. We brothers are kind enough, we were afraid that you would look at the shop by yourself lonely and cold, and try to recruit beautiful women for you.

Dou Dabao's eyes lit up, he rubbed his fists together, and said that he would go buy two books on "Sackcloth Divine Appearance" tomorrow to supplement his knowledge.

When I got home, I took a shower.

Looking at the crescent that was exchanged, he remembered the wooden box given to him by the Di Family's old lady.

I took out a wooden box from my bag and placed it on the table. Thinking about Taoist Cui and the rest who had their souls hooked off, I hesitated.

They had only ever heard of ghosts deceiving people, but the people of Di Family were able to captivate souls. This was simply too demonic.

In the end, I decided to open the box and see what was inside.

If it was a demonic technique, he would only look at the rough outline to avoid encountering similar situations in the future and be at a loss of what to do.

The flat mahogany box was not delicate, but it must have been many years ago. After a long period of rubbing, the surface of the box emitted a soft glow.

He opened the copper clasp and opened the lid of the box by a crack. A wave of cold air assaulted his senses.

When I saw what was in the box, I started.

There was only a piece of tree bark inside!

From the texture, it seemed to be the skin of a locust tree. It was old and seemed to be petrified.

The words on it were written densely in small characters. Just by looking at it, my head starts to hurt.

All of the records were written in traditional Chinese characters, and the words were written very sloppily.

"F * * k, I'm a medical student after all, otherwise, it'd be weird if I could understand this' Glyph Devils'."

I lit a cigarette and started going through it line by line.

After a few lines, I gasped.

It actually recorded the origins, characteristics, and weaknesses of all sorts of ghost and demon monsters. This was simply a volume of the Hundred Ghost Method!

I am a real half-baked exorcist, relying on a few pages of broken books and messed up matters, I lack the basic understanding towards many ghosts and spirits. The Hundred Ghost Method of the Sophora Flower Tree makes up for my knowledge in this area.

According to Duan Chengfeng, I will never be able to leave the exorcist.

Since he couldn't escape, then he might as well take a closer look. He could at least protect himself if he were to accidentally encounter evil.

At two in the morning, I closed the wooden box and leaned back on the couch to let out a long breath.

What Di Jinlian said was not wrong, the things in the box helped me solve many of the mysteries in my heart.

She didn't lie. She had been away from home in search of her enemy for seventy years. Not only had she exhausted her demonic arts, but she was also gradually becoming lost. If she wasn't guided, she wouldn't be able to return home.

The reason why she could go out for 70 years and stay away from the burial ground was because ghosts only had ghost magic. However, she had the ghost spirit of the Ghost Dao Arts.

However, there was one thing that was wrong with Di Family's old lady, that was, he cultivated the way of the ghost, to become a ghost after death, it was not that he was not controlled by the Yin Master. According to the Hundred Ghost Method, the Di Family cultivators that cultivated the Ghost Path would become ghost spirits after death.

The entire Di Family was filled with ghosts and spirits, and was hiding in the perilous mountain and evil water of the old mansion. In addition, Di Jinlian, the mistress of the Di Family, was very persistent, covering up the Baleful Yin Force within her family, which was why she had stayed in the mortal world for so long.

No wonder Di Jinlian said that as long as she was there, the Di Family was there.

At the end of the Hundred Ghost Method, he mentioned his spiritual sense …

Old Madam Di once said that the reason I saw Di Jinlian being murdered in the rain that day was because of the existence of my spiritual sense.

He could sense things that ordinary people could not … Was it really that magical?

For the next few days, besides working, I immersed myself in studying the Hundred Ghost Book.

Putting aside his special purpose, this thing was more pleasing to look at than the Mountain and Sea Scripture.

That night, it rained again. After I finished reading a part, I picked up my phone and started to chat with Xiao Yu. Just as I was using all of my powers to ask for her to meet his, the door suddenly opened from outside.

Shen Qing walked in quickly, and as soon as sshe entered, he said, "Quickly get dressed, there's a case in the Bureau."

As soon as I heard there was a case, I found a pair of pants in the back room and put them on, muttering as I put on my coat:

"Elder sister, please knock on the door first next time." If I don't have any clothes on, wouldn't I be able to show you everything? "

"Tsk, who cares about you." Shen Qing curled her lips.

I picked up my bag and looked into the kitchen. "Did you buy them for me?"

"What?" Shen Qing was startled, and immediately waved her hand, saying, "Enough with the nonsense, the gatekeepers are already dead, Captain Zhao wants us to rush over!"