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Chapter 1844 Hope

Zhang Fan glanced at the golden-robed Taoist priest, then turned away, took out the silver needle, and began to apply acupuncture on the golden-robed Taoist priest's son.

About seven or eight minutes later, a line of blue smoke was seen floating out from the Yintang position of the son of the golden-robed Taoist priest.

Seeing this scene, the golden-robed Taoist priest's pupils shrank and his body trembled slightly.

After doing this, Zhang Fan let out a breath of turbid air, turned to the golden-robed Taoist priest and said: "You must also know the situation of your son's soul. This blue smoke has been corroding your son's soul for too long, and it has already

Going deep into your son's soul and being together with your son's soul, it is difficult to completely force this blue smoke out of your son's soul all at once.

If you force it out, your son's soul will be damaged even more seriously, and in the process, your son may lose his soul."

The golden-robed Taoist's son's soul was not simply damaged. If his soul was simply damaged, Zhang Fan could just use his soul-healing skills to repair the golden-robed Taoist's son's soul.

When Zhang Fan took the pulse of the golden-robed Taoist priest's son, he discovered that the golden-robed Taoist priest's son's soul was contaminated with a large amount of blue smoke. This blue smoke had the effect of corroding the golden-robed Taoist priest's son's soul.

If you want to save the golden-robed Taoist priest's son, you must force the blue smoke out of the golden-robed Taoist priest's son's soul.

"I understand the condition of my son's soul." The golden-robed Taoist priest nodded repeatedly, "I can't force him out, and I don't dare to take that risk."

"Mr. Zhang, the blue smoke on my son's soul is neither Taoist Qi, Tao Qi, or Yin Qi. If you analyze it from a medical perspective, can you determine what it is?" The golden-robed Taoist priest said

asked.

At this time, the golden-robed Taoist priest spoke to Zhang Fan in an extremely soft tone, because Zhang Fan successfully forced out the blue smoke mixed with his son's soul, allowing him to see hope for his son.

Although the golden-robed Taoist priest did not understand medical skills, he also knew that the blue smoke was corroding his son's soul bit by bit. To force the blue smoke that corroded his son's soul out of his son's soul was the only way to save him.

His son's first steps.

During the three years since his son was ill, he had been looking for ways to force the smoke out of his son's body, but his ability was limited and he could not do it.

"I don't know what this blue smoke is." Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "However, judging from the other party's modus operandi, he did not want to kill your son all at once. If he wanted to kill your son directly, he would

The time it takes to cast the blue smoke spell is enough to shatter your son's soul. I feel that he wants to torture you or your son."

The golden-robed Taoist priest glanced at Zhang Fan, sighed softly, and said: "Mr. Zhang, you are right, the person who made my son look like this is an enemy of mine, and his purpose is to torture me.

Make my life worse than death."

"By the way, he is from the Hanyuan clan." The golden-robed Taoist priest followed closely.

"A member of the Hanyuan clan?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and subconsciously repeated.

"The blood of the Hanyuan tribe is blue. I feel that the blue smoke in my son's soul may be related to the blood in the Hanyuan tribe." The golden-robed Taoist priest said, "But I always

In the end, no basis was found.”

Zhang Fan glanced at the golden-robed Taoist and nodded thoughtfully. What the golden-robed Taoist said made sense.

Whether it is people from Xuanmen, spirits, ghosts, or voodoo, there is no magic that can contaminate a person's soul with corrosive blue smoke.

And the blood of the Hanyuan tribe is blue, so the possibility that the blue smoke in his son's soul is related to the blood in the Hanyuan tribe is very high.

However, this was the first time Zhang Fan encountered the Han Yuan clan's ability to harm people's souls.

"Where is your enemy now?" Zhang Fan asked.

"He should still be in Wei County." The golden-robed Taoist replied, "We are both equally powerful. He can't defeat me, and I can't defeat him. I asked him several times for a way to save my son, but he didn't tell me.

I was just there gloating over my misfortune and watching my pain.

Under such circumstances, I haven't looked for him for nearly a year.

However, I have not been idle this year. I have been looking for ways to treat my son, but I have found nothing.

In some small places, I might be called a strong person, but soul doctors are people who have seen big events. In first-class sects and even super-first-class sects, they are regarded as honored guests. I

People don't take this kind of strength seriously at all, not to mention, I don't even have a chance to get in touch with them.

I am truly lucky to be able to come into contact with you today, and it is also a blessing for my son's good deeds, which gives me hope of curing my son."

When he said the last few words, the golden-robed Taoist's voice became obviously excited.

"Based on your son's current condition, I need to treat him once every half month, a total of 12 times in half a year. At the last time, after I completely removed the blue smoke from his soul, I will repair his soul. By then

He should be able to recover." Zhang Fan said.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the golden-robed Taoist priest looked happy and nodded heavily, "Okay! Okay!"

After saying this, the golden-robed Taoist priest suddenly remembered something. He quickly took out the small porcelain bottle containing the evil spirits in second-grade official uniforms from the bag he carried with him. He looked at Zhang Fan and said awkwardly: "Mr. Zhang

, I was really embarrassed before."

Then, when he saw the golden-robed Taoist priest, he quickly and respectfully handed the small porcelain bottle to Zhang Fan, "You can deal with the ghost inside here as you wish."

The golden-robed Taoist priest had sensed the condition of his son's soul. After Zhang Fan's treatment, his son's soul had lost some of the blue smoke that corroded his son's soul. The connection between his son's soul and his body had also become somewhat more stable.

Not to mention half a year, if nothing unexpected happens, if the soul remains in the body for a year, there will be no problem. The golden-robed Taoist priest no longer needs to find a ghost cave for his son to suppress the soul body.

Even if the golden-robed Taoist priest needs to find a ghost cave for his son to suppress his soul, he will leave the ghost in the small porcelain bottle to Zhang Fan. He cannot go against Zhang Fan, who holds the hope of saving his son.

people.

Zhang Fan glanced at the golden-robed Taoist priest, took the small porcelain bottle, and after sizing it up, he uncorked the bottle.

The ghost in the second-grade official uniform slowly gathered in front of Zhang Fan. His eyes when he looked at Zhang Fan were full of fear. Now the golden-robed Taoist priest had fallen to Zhang Fan's side. He was completely at the mercy of others.

The fish on the chopping board could only be left to Zhang Fan's disposal.

(End of chapter)


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