Yan Qishan saw the abscess behind Zhang Hua, and was so scared that his legs were slapped. When he heard Qin Liuxi say something about the slap in the face, his skin twitched and the corners of his lips twitched.
"This, why..." Wen Fulin was so scared that he was almost fainted.
Seeing them like this, Zhang Hua couldn't help but feel a sudden heart and said, "Madam, what's wrong? What's wrong with my poisonous sore?"
Wen Jinshu was trembling with his fingertips, but he couldn't say a word.
"Mirror, take the mirror."
Seeing that they didn't move, Zhang Hua simply got out of bed by himself, came to the bronze mirror and turned his head to see it. His expression was terrified. The thin and sunken face immediately collapsed. He swept the bronze mirror to the ground, and shouted in a mad manner: "How could this happen?"
The big poison sore was originally ulcerated, but now it has been filled with pus and swelling. This is nothing. The poison sore occurs sharply, and the seriousness is much more than this.
But what makes people feel scared is not that the poisonous sore has sepsis, but that a sarcoma has formed on the wound. The lumps appear to look like human faces, with complete facial features, and the mouth is still open and closed, as if there are two sharp teeth.
This is still called a poisonous sore, is it a serious disease?
Wen Fulin, a great scholar who was well-read about the books of sages, dared not swear that this was just a mere illness.
It's so ridiculous. How can there be any serious disease in this world that poisonous sores grow out of human face?
"Small viewer, what is his bad disease? Just two days ago, it wasn't like this, so why did he change his evil?" Wen Fulin looked at Qin Liuxi, the only calm and unchanged expression in the audience, and subconsciously moved closer to her.
Although this child is young, he still looks calm when facing such a terrifying poisonous sore. His mind alone makes many people feel inferior.
Yan Qishan came to his senses and walked to Qin Liuxi and asked, "Is he doing something wrong?"
Wen Fulin was so angry that he was frightened. Yan Conghe was so scared that he was so stupid. What are you talking about?
Qin Liuxi looked at Zhang Hua who was already a little broken with his hands behind his back and said, "It's reasonable to say that the ghost-faced sore is a sin."
Wen Fulin: "?"
He lowered his face.
Yan Qishan felt a little hurt in his face.
Sure enough, I felt that it was not a good thing to feel when I felt tight before. As expected, I was really slapped in the face by her, and it hurt a lot.
He didn't think Qin Liuxi was talking nonsense. As soon as he was very clear about her ability, she took him through the dark road, so what else could not be seen?
Moreover, he has never seen poisonous sores before, but whose poisonous sores will appear?
Only Zhang Hua is the only one.
Not to mention that he is a scholar who has read books and seen the world, ordinary people are afraid that they will have to make trouble for a few times when they see this sore. Did this person do something that damages his good deeds? Otherwise, how could such a terrifying thing grow?
Ghost-faced sores, it feels extremely terrible when you hear this name.
Wen Jinshu finally comforted Zhang Hua. When he heard Qin Liuxi's words, he felt very unhappy and said, "What is the ghost-faced sore?"
Qin Liuxi looked at Zhang Hua and said, "Jun Zhang should know who this face belongs to."
Zhang Hua's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes dodged, and he said to Wen Jinshu: "Madam, I'm a little dizzy and want to rest. I'll ask another doctor to see you tomorrow. I'm sorry Mr. Yan."
Exiting guests and refusing Qin Liuxi to treat him. Isn’t this guilty?
Yan Qishan looked at his old friend and wanted to say something, but he couldn't even say a word.
Wen Fulin frowned and looked between Zhang Hua and Qin Liuxi.
Wen Jinshu was trained as a man since childhood. Seeing Zhang Hua expelling guests, his heart was slightly sank. Then he looked at Qin Liuxi and said, "Young Master, please tell me that my husband just suddenly had a bad disease, but you said bad words. What is the crime of committing?"
"A person who dies unjustly will be revenge, and will seek revenge for the person who makes him die unjustly. There are many ways to revenge, such as planting the resentment on the other party and using the other party's body to nourish the soul. This sore has existed for a long time, but from the time it has been around since it has been, it has grown little by little. Zhang Juren has a promising future and is vegetarian. This body naturally becomes a good place to nourish the soul. Until this soul's resentment becomes stronger, human face will grow." Qin Liuxi said indifferently: "Miss Wen should understand how long Zhang Juren's sore exists."
Wen Jinshu's heart was beating wildly.
Of course she knew how long it existed. She had seen it when she got married. It was only the size of a little bean. Because it was not painful, Zhang Hua didn't care.
But the beans were getting bigger and bigger every year, and they kept drinking some decoctions to harmonize the fire, but it was useless. It was not until a while ago that the poisonous sore smelled like pus and they panicked. They found countless doctors but couldn't heal them.
Now Qin Liuxi said, it was not a simple poisonous sore, what kind of ghost face sore, seeking revenge by the wronged soul?
"Absurd!" Wen Fulin was the first to question: "Zi Wu said that the strange powers were in chaos. What is wrongful death or not? This is simply a fantasy and nonsense."
It's here, and it's late, but it will definitely arrive.
The top of Yan Qi's mountain top was buzzing and he pulled Wen Fulin's sleeve.
"What are you trying to do? Lao Yan, I trust you and asked you to bring someone to see my son-in-law, but what do you say? What kind of soul-raising, what kind of resentment, and what nonsense are talking about!" Wen Fulin shook his sleeves angrily.
Yan Qishan turned dark and said, "I heard that your son-in-law has not been cured for a long time. It happened that the young master passed by here, so he kindly invited her? How did you say this? You forgot what I said before?"
"I forgot, I forgot it! I knew she was talking nonsense about lotus puppets." Wen Fulin said angrily.
Yan Qishan also has a temper: "You are unreasonable, so we have nothing to say. Master Shao Guan, let's go, it won't be cured anyway." After a pause, he said, "An old friend, I would like to remind you that since Master Shao Guan said that, it must be his problem. Ordinary doctors definitely can't see this ghost-face sore. You can find a monk and Taoist priest to exorcise evil spirits as soon as possible, hum!"
He pulled Qin Liuxi and was about to walk out.
Qin Liuxi said: "Mr. Yan is right. Ordinary doctors cannot cure this ghost-faced sore. If you want to cure it, you have to ask Taoist monks to do this. This is not a bad disease, but a revenge of the soul. Zhang Juren, the way of heaven has reincarnation. Whatever you have done will be registered on the merits and demerits. If you do, you will only count on the time. The ghost-faced sore has grown teeth. Next, he will definitely bite your flesh, and he will live a life worse than death. If I were you, I will go back to the Zhang family to apologize for sins, otherwise..."
Zhang Hua is a murderer.
Who was killed was shown on his back, and his tender face, combined with his kidnapper incident back then, was probably his legitimate brother.
After Qin Liuxi finished speaking, he walked out.
When she walked to the door, she looked at Yan Qishan, who quickly raised her hand: "I'll hit my face myself."
Bang.
What a humble person, but a hypocritical hypocrite, he is blind!