Chapter 91: Refining Ghosts with Humans as Containers
When Yan Yan and Qing Yu came to Feng Luan's yard, Xing Jutang kept watch in the outer room.
When she passed by, her eyes fell on Xing Jutang, and Xing Jutang's anxious heart instantly ran away.
"Is there something on me?"
Yan Yan shook his head, "You look quite handsome."
She could see nothing but Jun.
It stands to reason that Feng Luan is Feng Luan's destiny, so the person she is destined for should also be someone with the Ziweixing destiny.
She looked around and couldn't see anything special about Xing Jutang's destiny.
When Yan Yan turned his head and looked forward, he paused.
Why did she want to see it? She couldn't even tell Feng Luan's fate. At most, she could tell whether he was a human or a ghost, or someone like Qing Yu who was about to become an immortal.
Yan Yan pulled Qingyu aside and asked.
"Master Xing? He is indeed a man of wealth and honor, but there is nothing else."
"In this way, he and Feng Luan were really destined to be inseparable in the end?" Yan Yan frowned.
She is quite optimistic about these two people.
——It is hard to come by a mutually agreeable relationship.
"This is unknown, but..." Qingyu looked at Yan Yan carefully, "Ah Yao, I didn't expect you to believe in fate so much."
"Ah?" Yan Yan was stunned by what he said, "Didn't you tell me that Feng Luan was ordered by Feng Luan?"
"Fate is the cause and effect left over from the previous life, but no one can draw conclusions about what will happen in this life." Qingyu said, "If it's all determined, what's the point?"
"Ah Yao doesn't like gambling at first glance." Qing Yu said with a smile.
"..." Yan Yan looked at him quietly, "Yes, I hate all uncertainties."
So Xing Jutang and Feng Luan will eventually become a couple, can't they give her a happy message?!
All the doctors who could be invited in Yunze City were invited, and those miracle doctors who could not be invited were also invited by Xing Jutang to diagnose and treat Feng Luan.
But until now, Feng Luan still gasped three times with every step and fainted at every turn.
Yan Yu and Qing Yu were both masters invited by the Xing government to rescue Xing Ju Zhan, so Xing Jutang couldn't help but drive them out of Feng Luan's courtyard.
Qingyu couldn't let the man in, so he comforted him by Xing Jutang's side.
Yan Yan entered the house unceremoniously.
Looking at Feng Luan who was lying weakly on the bed, Yan Yan looked up from her body and looked around the beams of the entire bedroom.
"Ahem——"
Just as Yan Yan was looking at the beams of the room, Feng Luan on the bed began to cough again, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
All the doctors who came to treat Feng Luan said that she was afraid that she would have to prepare for her funeral this time.
The cause of the disease could not be found, but she kept coughing up blood. Feng Luan was already weak and could not hold on for long.
Yan Yan walked to the bed, pulled away the doctors who had gathered in a circle, and looked at Feng Luan.
The originally delicate face was now as bloodless as a dead person, but the blood at the corner of his mouth was extremely eye-catching.
Several doctors were pushed aside by Yan Yan, and they didn't dare to speak when they saw Yan Yan's cold eyes.
"If you can't cure it, why do you still have to stay here?"
Yan Yu's question left several doctors speechless.
"If you can't cure it, why don't you leave quickly? If something happens to someone else, won't you be afraid that it will be blamed on you?"
Two sentences drove away all the doctors.
Xing Jutang saw it in his eyes and did not stop Yan Yan. He also knew that the doctors were at their wits' end.
"Qingyu, please go in and take a look."
Qingyu and Xing Jutang looked up at her together.
"She is so weak because she has too much yin energy. A living person will be weak if there is not enough yang energy. Don't talk about her."
After hearing the words, Qingyu stood up and went to the bedroom, followed closely by Xing Jutang.
——Feng Luan may be saved.
As soon as he entered the bedroom, he also looked up at the beams, and then took out his compass.
The pointer on the compass was spinning wildly, which made people panic.
Xing Jutang knows some things about yin and yang, and knows that it is not a good thing for the compass to rotate randomly.
"Taoist Master, this..."
"So many evil ghosts are haunting Miss Feng, but I didn't notice it." Qingyu's face turned gloomy.
He raised his hand and wanted to bite his fingertips to drive away the evil spirits in the bedroom.
Before his fingertips reached his mouth, he was stopped by Yan Yan.
"These evil ghosts all ran out of Feng Luan's body."
"You mean!" Qingyu said in shock, "No wonder I didn't notice it."
Xing Jutang listened at the side and was confused, but he listened to what Yan Yan said and looked at the expressions of the two people.
Fengluan's situation is not as good as previously thought.
"Taoist Priest, what happened to Luan'er?"
"She was used as a container." Yan Yan looked at him seriously, "Refining ghosts."
When Feng Luan met the ghost bride, the ghost bride was absorbed by the spell set in her body and was almost refined.
When the Ghost Bride broke free from the spell in Feng Luan's body, the spell went awry, and the ghosts that were refined into her body escaped, which resulted in her becoming what she is now.
Xing Jutang was still in a daze, and Yan Yan added, "You'd better find Qingyu until the dead find him first. Xing Juzhan's current situation is not much better than that of Feng Luan."
For a time, both his beloved and his brother were in such a situation. Xing Jutang quickly adjusted his mood, thanked Yan and the two of them and left.
"Ah Yao, you stopped me from exorcising ghosts, but those evil ghosts have already merged with Miss Feng?"
Yan Yan nodded and said helplessly, "How else could you not see it with your ability?"
The current situation of Feng Luan is that if the evil ghosts are driven out, Feng Luan will also die with the person, but if the ghosts are not driven out, at most he will survive for a while.
It's true that if you extend your head, it's still a knife, and if you shrink your head, it's still a knife.
Yan Yu and Qing Yu were so sad that they sighed in Feng Luan's bedroom.
"Two Masters."
Yan Yan and Qing Yu were both in the bedroom, and the escaped ghosts did not dare to move. Feng Luan felt better now.
Seeing that Feng Luan was awake, Qing Yu took out a small celadon bottle and poured out a medicine from the celadon bottle.
"Hold it, hold it for a longer time, the effect of the medicine is too strong, you won't be able to bear it if you swallow it directly."
Feng Luan nodded weakly.
Yan Yan thought for a while and stepped forward, "When did your illness begin?"
"Carried in mother's womb."
"Is your mother's body so weak?"
Feng Luan shook his head.
"It seems that it started with the fetus as a container." Qingyu said solemnly, "I just said that the yin and yang eyes would appear so easily."
With just these few words and the movements of nodding and shaking his head, Feng Luan could no longer support his body.
After letting her have a good rest, Yan and Yan went to find Xing Jutang.
Asked about Feng Luan’s life experience.
"Luan'er's mother is my aunt, and my father is from the Barbarian tribe. They only have one daughter, Luan'er. Later, my aunt and uncle died in accidents, so my mother took Luan'er into the house."
"Barbarian territory?" Yan Yan narrowed his eyes.
Isn't that disciple the Holy Son of Manjiang?
"This kind of evil magic is really not like what we have here." Qingyu frowned, "We Taoists don't know much about this kind of evil magic. It seems that we need to ask the masters from the barbarian border."
"Is the Holy Son of Manjiang still staying in the capital?"
"No, the Holy Son is in Yunze City at this time." Xing Jutang said.
Yan Yan and Qing Yu were both shocked.
I didn't expect to meet the Holy Son of Manjiang here.
A wicked smile appeared on Yan Yan's face, "Then let's go find him."