The three people pinched their fingers at the same time, and then bounced towards the four people. When the breath of the three people's bullets entered the four people's bodies, the smiles on the four people's faces stopped suddenly, followed closely by a look on their faces.
A confused state.
"This...we..."
The four of them looked around, then looked at the stained monk's robes, and finally fell on Zhang Fan and the others. After seeing Qingshan presiding, the four of them stood up quickly, a little cautiously.
He called out, "Host."
Now, Qingshan has seen the abilities of Zhang Fan and the others, and his trust in Zhang Fan and the others has increased a lot.
"You guys...do you remember what happened before?"
Seeing that the four of them had returned to normal, Qingshan asked quickly.
"The four of us were cooking in the kitchen, and I suddenly felt a splitting headache, and then I couldn't remember anything."
A slightly fat monk replied.
The other three people also nodded. They were in the same situation as the fat monk.
"They were hit by the soul-losing spell of the spirit and can't remember anything."
Li Song said, "Take us to meet other monks in this temple."
Lost Soul is a very simple spell that can keep the person who has been hit by the spell in a state until the mana is exhausted. However, it will not kill people.
"okay."
Qingshan responded.
In the next two hours, Qingshan took Zhang Fan and the others to meet all the monks in the temple. The other monks were also affected by the soul-losing spell. Zhang Fan and the others removed the soul-losing spell from all the monks.
All the monks returned to normal.
Qingshan invited Zhang Fan and the others to the place where the temple received distinguished guests. Qingshan made tea for the three of them, and then said with gratitude: "Thank you three masters for helping us solve the trouble in the temple. The poor monk replaced the wine with tea.
Here’s to the three masters.”
Zhang Fan and the three of them all picked up their teacups and drank the tea. Zhang Fan took the initiative and said, "The trouble is not solved yet. We haven't found the spirit that casts spells on these monks. Only when we find the spirit can this disaster be completely eliminated."
"Then please trouble the masters to find that spirit monster to avoid future troubles."
Qingshan slightly cupped his fists at the three of them.
"The hotel next to our scenic spot is closed. If you have any questions, please contact us. Please clean the temple. We will come back tomorrow. By the way, we will receive pilgrims as usual tomorrow."
Zhang Fan said as he handed his phone number to Qingshan.
"OK."
Qingshan answered the phone and answered.
Zhang Fan and Li Song stopped lingering and went down the mountain. They opened a suite in a hotel on the edge of Wutai Mountain. They reclined on the sofa and drank tea.
"Mr. Zhang, why do I always feel like something is wrong with this job?"
Li Songdao.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Fan asked.
After pondering for a while, Li Song said: "If you ask me to say it, I can't tell you. It just feels wrong."
Why doesn't Zhang Fan feel this way?
Plus the girl's strange words.
"Let's take a step at a time and see what's going on."
Zhang Fan answered.
The two rested for two hours, and then went out. Since they were here, they always wanted to go shopping and have dinner.
The two of them had just arrived at the hotel lobby when they heard a girl's voice from beside them, "Going out?"
The person who came was none other than the girl with the ponytail.
"Yes, get out."
Zhang Fan responded.
"One piece?"
The ponytail girl suggested.
"Can."
Zhang Fan nodded and replied, he just took this opportunity to learn more about this girl who knew something about him in advance.
The three of them left the hotel together and learned through introduction that the girl's name was Nangong Qing. She was from North China Province. She was as homeless as Zhang Fan. Nangong Qing didn't say anything more.
After the three of them wandered around the street for a while, they found a restaurant to eat and ate the local specialties of chop sandao and oatmeal noodles. Zhang Fan ate the oatmeal noodles here which were similar to those in Shancheng City.
After the meal, the three of them were about to check out and go home when they heard a "crunch" sound from the door. The three of them cast their eyes over. It was a woman covered in blood with a wound on her abdomen.
There was a huge gap, and her intestines had flowed out of it. She was covering it with her hands, looking very miserable.
Seeing this scene, all the diners in the restaurant stood up in shock, and the diners next to the woman quickly hid in the corner.
"ah……"
"Woooo..."
At this time, the hotel was in chaos, except for the screams of women and the cries of children.
The woman covered in blood staggered towards the hotel. After the woman opened the door, the diners in the hotel walked around behind the woman and fled the hotel one after another, including the waiters. In the end, only the waiters were left.
Zhang Fan and three other people were killed.
At the moment when the woman fell to the ground, a man in his forties wearing a chef's uniform ran out of the back kitchen and shouted, "Wife...what's wrong?"
What’s going on?”
The man in the chef's uniform picked up the woman and was about to run to the hospital. Zhang Fan immediately stood up and stopped the man in the chef's uniform. "Let me do it. She was seriously injured. The journey is bumpy and she will probably die."
"You...you are the doctor?"
The man in chef uniform said subconsciously.
Zhang Fan nodded in agreement, and then took out the silver needle bag and began to apply acupuncture on the woman. After the fifth silver needle in Zhang Fan's hand fell, the bleeding from the woman's wound stopped immediately, and then the blood was visible to the naked eye.
Healing at a fast pace.
Seeing this scene, the man in the chef's uniform was filled with horror and was astonished.
Immediately afterwards, a hint of joy appeared on his face. The patient was his wife. Seeing his wife recovering little by little, how could he not be happy?
The girl with the ponytail raised her eyebrows slightly and nodded slightly.
After about seven or eight minutes, all the wounds on the woman's body were healed, and the woman slowly opened her eyes, but her face was a little pale.
"Honey, are you okay?
In the end what happened?"
The man in chef uniform asked two questions in succession.
"I'm fine."
The woman replied, "But my parents..."
Speaking of this, the woman's voice choked up, and big tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Zhang Fan saw something from the woman's face. The tragic appearance of the woman before was caused by evil spirits. The woman's parents were also killed by evil spirits.
The woman seemed to have remembered something, and she was shocked. She grabbed the collar of the man in the chef's uniform, and then said with empty eyes and a stupid expression: "We can't stay in this place anymore, we have to leave here as soon as possible... Yes! We