Hearing Huang Qingyun's words, the ponytail girl was a little surprised, "You...you don't know her either?
If you go..."
"We want to know something about her..." Huang Qingyun replied.
"What about the dead?"
The girl with the ponytail subconsciously answered, then looked at the two of them with some vigilance, and asked tentatively, "You two, you... what do you do?"
"We are just ordinary tourists."
Zhang Fan interrupted, "Let's eat."
"Yes...yes...eat..." Huang Qingyun answered, picked up a piece of farm scrambled eggs, and ate it happily.
The girl with the ponytail also started eating. After the meal, Zhang Fan paid the bill. The girl with the ponytail gave Zhang Fan the fare for the bus and the meal. Zhang Fan did not refuse, but he did not ask for one-third of the meal.
But I want one-fifth of it. The two boys must have much bigger appetites than the girl with the ponytail.
In the afternoon, Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun spent a long time playing on the ancient street next to Mount Tai. The two of them walked and ate while shopping. After they had almost eaten, they returned to the hotel.
Back at the hotel, the two started practicing. At nine o'clock in the evening, when they were about to go to bed, there were sudden knocks on the door outside.
"It's so late, who is it?"
Huang Qingyun stretched his waist and said.
While Huang Qingyun was talking, there was another rapid "dong dong dong" knock on the door.
"It's urgent..." Huang Qingyun said to himself, and couldn't help but quicken his pace and walked towards the door.
Huang Qingyun opened the door and saw that the person who came was none other than the girl with the ponytail.
"You two... something happened..." the girl with the ponytail looked anxious, looking at Huang Qingyun at the door and Zhang Fan in the room.
"What happened?
Come in and talk..." Huang Qingyun saw some noise in the corridor and took the initiative to move out of the way.
"Eh!"
The girl with the ponytail responded and quickly entered the room.
“When I was having dinner with my forensic fellow, my forensic fellow suddenly had his eyes straightened, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground.
I called 120, and I followed the 120 car to the hospital. The hospital's test results were all normal, but my vital signs were very unstable, and I was in a coma the whole time.
I suddenly remembered that you two asked about the situation of the man who died in Mount Tai, and I...I felt that you two were unusual, and maybe you knew the reason why my friend became like this, so I came over."
The girl with the ponytail said, and then added apologetically, "I'm really sorry to bother you two so late."
"Judging from your appearance, you have been in contact with ghosts."
Zhang Fan glanced at the ponytail girl's face and said.
As soon as these words came out, the ponytail girl's face instantly turned pale, and her words became stuttering, "This...this...ghost?"
"kindness."
Zhang Fan nodded, "Your friend may have been attacked by a ghost, but this is just a guess. Only by seeing her face can we know the reason."
"Her parents are running around in a hurry right now. If you two have time, I will take you two there now."
The girl with the ponytail stood up with a kick.
"Let's go then..." Zhang Fan also stood up.
"Thank you... thank you..." The girl with the ponytail bowed to Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun. Although the girl loves to communicate, she is a warm-hearted person.
"Don't waste time, let's go."
Zhang Fan said.
The girl with the ponytail responded twice, and the three of them went downstairs, took a taxi and went directly to the hospital. Under the leadership of the girl with the ponytail, they came to the ward.
A middle-aged man and woman sat beside the hospital bed, with runny noses and tears. Lying on the hospital bed was a twenty-four or five-year-old girl.
"Xiao Jing is here..." Seeing the ponytail girl, the middle-aged man quickly wiped the tears on his face and forced a smile.
"Well, uncle..." the ponytail girl responded.
"Are these two...?"
The middle-aged man turned his attention to Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun.
"These two are masters. I hired them to treat Xiaoli."
The ponytail girl replied.
A flash of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, "Master?"
Now his daughter's vital signs are extremely unstable, and the hospital has nothing to do, but he is willing to try any method.
"Thank you two masters for coming so late to see my daughter."
The middle-aged man said respectfully, "Two masters, please invite me."
Zhang Fan stepped forward, took a look at the girl's face on the hospital bed, and then directly pinched a finger, stepped on the gang steps, and recited the formula in his mouth, and pointed the girl's Yintang position with the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.
"snort!"
I heard a muffled groan coming from the girl on the hospital bed, followed by trembling again.
"ah……"
The next moment, a shrill howling sound came from the mouth of the girl on the hospital bed. This sound was like a ghost crying, making the middle-aged couple and the ponytail girl Xiaojing shiver, and their spines went cold, and their eyes trembled.
It was even more filled with fear.
I saw Zhang Fan lift his right hand up, and a red light was pulled out from Xiaoli's Yintang position, and then put into the small porcelain vase.
After Zhang Fan let out a breath of turbid breath, he looked at the middle-aged couple and Xiao Jing and said: "She was possessed by an evil spirit, which made her look like this. Now that I have got the evil spirit out of her body, she
There is no danger to life."
Judging from the monitoring instruments on the side, Xiaoli's vital signs had returned to normal, and after a few breaths, Xiaoli, who had been in a coma, slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged couple and Xiaojing's faces suddenly showed a hint of joy.
"woke up……"
"woke up……"
The middle-aged man grabbed Zhang Fan's hand and said with gratitude: "Thank you, master...Thank you, master..."
"Take good care of your daughter, let's go back and rest."
Zhang Fan said.
"This...I haven't thanked you properly...you left...this..." The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed.
"Uncle, I know where this master lives. Please take care of Xiaoli first. When the time comes, I will take you to thank this master."
Xiao Jing took the words and said.
"It's done! It's done!"
The middle-aged man responded twice, "Master, please slow down. I will go see you after I finish taking care of my daughter's condition."
After Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun left the hospital, they took a taxi back to the hotel. Zhang Fan released the ghost that had collided with Xiaoli from the small porcelain bottle.
The ghost is an old man with gray hair. He looks very miserable. His body and face are covered with horrific wounds. He is surrounded by a strong blood-evil spirit. He has obviously become a fierce ghost.