As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 101 Did she go to hell with one foot?
Zhang Xuan glanced at the two of them and said, "Follow me, he is lying in the cave in front."
Zhang Xuan babbled all the way: "Over the years, I have dealt with hundreds, not to mention a thousand, of patients. What kind of weird disease have I not seen? Well, I have never seen this young man's condition before."
"You said he was dead, but he was still hanging on. You said he was not dead. He couldn't wake up with any medicine or injection, and he lay half-dead like this for three months."
"Sometimes I really want to throw him into the mountains and forget about it, but looking at that handsome face, I can't bear to do it. It would be better if he looked uglier."
Zhang Xuan touched his chin and sighed.
Hearing his regretful tone, Shen Qingqing couldn't hold back her laughter and said, "Doctor Zhang seems to be very obsessed with the patient's appearance."
Zhang Xuan squinted at her, "Not only the patients, but also other people. Otherwise, why are you still standing here talking to me now?"
Shen Qingqing choked, was he praising her or hurting her?
After walking several hundred meters along the winding path, the three of them finally came to a cave with light on both sides and surrounded by green grass. It was very spacious and bright.
Meng Yuan was lying on the stone bed in the center of the cave.
He was wearing a thin white coat, his black hair was scattered softly around his side, his eyes were closed, and his expression was peaceful. If you ignore the white color of his lips, he really looked like he was asleep.
Fang Zhenshan looked at the sleeping person in front of him, his calves softened and he almost fell to his knees.
Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand to support him, "Go over and have a look. Maybe he will react when he hears your voice."
Fang Zhenshan suppressed the raging tears and followed him step by step to Meng Yuan.
His voice sounded like a dreamy voice in the cave. Shen Qingqing listened to the cautious voice and looked away sadly.
Fortunately, all the hard work and waiting are worth it.
fine.
Meng Yuan appeared beside her at some point, raised his hand and touched the back of her hand gently, with a hint of sadness in his voice, "I'm going back, right?"
Shen Qingqing slowly raised her head, met his eyes, and whispered back: "Yes."
"It's so fast, much faster than I thought."
He looked at the white sunlight in front of him and murmured.
These days, he has become accustomed to accompanying Shen Qingqing as a ghost. Suddenly, he can be a human again. He doesn't feel so happy, but more confused, at a loss, and... afraid.
Shen Qingqing seemed to see through all his emotions and shook his wrist firmly, "Believe me, what you are worried about will not happen."
Meng Yuan shook his hand and nodded solemnly, "Well, I believe you."
Shen Qingqing let go of his hand and walked towards the man lying on the stone bed.
When Fang Zhenshan saw her coming, he quickly made room for her and looked at her expectantly, "Girl, can you really save him?"
Shen Qingqing did not answer directly, "Let me see how he is doing first."
If the condition is good, you should be able to start attracting souls immediately; if the condition is not good, you will have to smoke requiem incense for two more days before you can start.
She bit her left middle finger open, squeezed out a drop of blood from her fingertip, and applied it to the center of his eyebrow.
Before his fingers fell, an arm suddenly stretched out from his side and pushed her back. Zhang Xuan firmly protected Meng Yuan behind him like a hen protecting her young, and said to Shen Qingqing:
"I told you, little girl, you have to take it easy. He only has his last breath left. If all the hard work is gone, it will be too late to cry."
"Don't worry, Doctor Zhang, I know what's going on."
Shen Qingqing spoke calmly, walked around him and touched the blood on Meng Yuan's eyebrows with her fingertips, and at the same time, she quickly pinched it with her right hand.
Following her pinching action, the bright red blood droplet on Meng Yuan's eyebrows was like boiling water on a fire, rising with small bubbles, becoming more and more violent, and finally emitted a beam of extremely strong red light. When the red light dissipated, the blood on his forehead
The blood beads are also missing.
But Shen Qingqing, who was originally standing in the cave, fell into chaos.
There was gray mist everywhere, layer upon layer, covering people's faces like gauze, making breathing a bit heavier.
Shen Qingqing closed her eyes and recited the Qingxin Mantra. When she opened her eyes again, everything in front of her gradually became clearer.
The first thing that catches the eye is a boundless river. On the river bank are large tracts of flowers blooming, and the flowers are as red as blood, making the river water seem to be gleaming with bright red.
After walking along the river bank for a while, a white stone bridge appeared in front of them. Shen Qingqing, who was standing at the head of the bridge, was completely stunned.
This bridge, this flower, this river...
It doesn't feel right.
Has she gone to hell?
Although she is considered a well-known figure in the metaphysics community, she is not so arrogant that she goes to hell to rob people!
Shen Qingqing stood there and thought for a moment, then decided to return the same way. When he turned around, he glanced at the scene on the other side of the bridge.
There was a vine swing hanging opposite, with a man in flowing white clothes sitting on it. The swing swayed up and down in the wind, swaying with his body.
Green leaves, black hair, white clothes, a different kind of vividness.
Isn't this Meng Yuan?
Shen Qingqing retracted the leg she had just stepped out. It was coming, but she had better figure out the situation first.
"Meng Yuan, Meng Yuan?" She stretched her head and shouted twice, but no one responded.
Meng Yuan seemed to be asleep, leaning on the vine motionless.
She tightened her palms and mustered up the courage to step onto the bridge. There was a soft sound when her feet hit the ground. Other than that, there was no other abnormality.
Shen Qingqing crossed the stone bridge in one go and reached the other side of the river. She walked up to Meng Yuan, stopped, and raised her hand to pat his shoulder.
The man slowly opened his eyes, looked at her confusedly, and lightly opened his red lips: "You..."
After a moment of pause, he uttered three more words: "Shen Qingqing?"
Shen Qingqing was stunned, "Do you know me?"
It is the other half of the soul that is dreaming. The two parts of the soul have not yet merged. Logically speaking, this part of the soul should not know her.
Meng Yuan nodded, "Well, I went to your house to propose marriage before, and I took a look at it from a distance. You were talking to someone else at the time, so you probably didn't notice me."
Hearing his answer, Shen Qingqing felt a sense of disappointment for no reason. After a moment, she calmed down and looked up at the man in front of her. Seeing that his face was rosy and his complexion was as usual, she felt a little relieved.
"I'm going to help you introduce another part of your soul into your body later. Please be careful and don't fall asleep."
Meng Yuan's pupils opened slightly when he heard this, and he looked at her blankly, without saying a word for a long time.
Shen Qingqing looked at him strangely, "Is there a problem?"
"No." Meng Yuan shook his head slowly and murmured: "Three months ago, when I first got into trouble, someone asked me to stay here and said that someone would come to find me then."
"I just didn't expect that this person would be you."
"Others told you?" Shen Qingqing became interested, "Do you know who that person is? Or do you know what he looks like?"
"I don't know. I only heard a voice. The voice was very old. It should be an old man."
Meng Yuan looked at her, "Do you know her?"
"do not know."
But it should be the same person that Meng Yuan met in the dream. This chapter has been completed!