The first thousand four hundred and eighty-seven chapters shot one after another
After returning to the capital from Haicheng all the way, Xue Chen's purpose was to solve the injured black heart mark, so he came to the Hua Tuo team responsible for the treatment, and four doctors were waiting for him.
There is an old handsome guy in an antique style, the only one who looks normal, an old gentleman who is also greasy and carrying a bone chopping knife, a woman who is a bit not serious, Sister Hua, and old man Li who looks like an old farmer.
Looking at these four people, Xue Chen was really a little confused. What kind of monsters and monsters did Hua Tuo form?
Finally, the handsome old man in a moon-white gown with an ancient style could no longer stand the behavior of the other three people and scolded: "That's enough, don't delay the business!"
Xue Chen was moved in his heart. Fortunately, there was a normal person. If it wasn't for the sake of face, he really wanted to ask the other three away, leaving only this ancient handsome guy.
At the request of the handsome old man, he once again spread his palms on the table and allowed the four men to inspect them.
"It's rare, it's really rare, this thing is very evil!" The greasy old man shook his head.
Sister Hua sneered: "Of course, the devil is the greatest evil in the world, his nature is evil, there is no good at all, and the things left behind temporarily are naturally evil."
Old Man Li smacked his lips: "It's rooted in the soul. It's not easy to remove it."
The handsome old man in a moon-white gown said somewhat displeasedly: "Do the three of you have any good ideas to deal with this evil?"
"You need to chop off your hand first, then think about it carefully, and if it doesn't work, just take it back." The greasy old man touched his chin and picked up the bone chopping knife.
Sister Hua also finished smoking the cigarette in her mouth, and a slender red insect appeared in her hand: "It can penetrate into a person's body and suck the soul. Maybe it can suck out the black mark."
"It's not good, it's not good." Old farmer Li said, "It's not good to chop off your hands or get a bug into your body. I think it's better to use my medicinal bath. Fight poison with poison. It's a great evil. Then
I will use poison to defeat it."
"Tch, I'm afraid if the evil is not eliminated, people will be poisoned to death by you." Sister Hua curled her lips.
The greasy old gentleman also nodded in agreement: "Exactly, it's more direct to chop off your hands. Even if it can't be cured, you won't lose your life, right?"
Seeing these three people talking to each other, Xue Chen felt a chill in his heart. Zhihao placed his last hope on the handsome old man, hoping that this man could come up with a solution that at least seemed feasible.
"Since all three of them have their own methods, I think this is good. Let's go on a first-come, first-served basis. I will diagnose and treat it first. If it doesn't work, how about the three of you follow their own methods in turn?"
The words of the handsome old man were agreed by the other three.
"Follow me." The handsome old man stood up and told Xue Chen calmly.
The room next door was still very simple, with only one bed. The handsome old man turned around and said, "Take off all your clothes."
"Uh." Xue Chen rubbed his nose, "I still don't know what method Mr. Cui plans to use for treatment?"
"Don't worry, I don't want the three of them to do such nonsense." The handsome old man said calmly with his hands behind his back.
Xue Chen had no choice but to follow the old handsome guy's request and took off all his clothes, well, except for his underpants, and lay face down on the bed.
"Ah, it hurts!"
"Bear with it, the pain will subside soon."
In the room, Xue Chen was lying on his back. At this time, hundreds of silver needles were inserted into his back. They were not only inserted into his body, but also pierced into his soul! And he was trembling.
He stood there, his face turned pale, and he was sweating like rain.
At this time, he felt as if his body had been stabbed with thousands of holes, and the pain caused reached a peak, making him almost go berserk!
The ancient handsome old man stood beside the bed with a solemn expression, holding a silver needle in his hand. After a moment of delay, he dropped it and stabbed it on a certain acupuncture point again.
When the last silver needle fell, Xue Chen felt that the pain receded quickly like the tide, followed by comfort. How painful it was just now, how relaxed it is now.
The old handsome guy grabbed his right hand and turned it over.
He looked at it himself and saw that the heart mark, which had never changed since it appeared on his palm, finally changed. The heart was twisting and becoming blurry.
"Did you make it?!"
As soon as the joyful thought arose, the ancient handsome old man shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of silver needles were detached from his back. At the same time, he sighed: "This is the devil's seed left by the devil. How can it be so easy to pull out?"
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Demon Seed? Xue Chen's heart sank as he watched the heart mark recover.
While Xue Chen was getting dressed, the handsome old man also briefly explained the so-called devil seeds.
"Only the purest demons can leave demon seeds behind after death. Demon seeds have two uses. One is to continuously absorb the host's soul until one day they occupy the magpie's nest and be reborn. The other is to use it when meeting other demons.
At this time, other demons will sense that you have killed their companions and take revenge."
The handsome old man with an antique style looked solemn.
"Devils are a foreign race from the West. They are very rare in our land of China. Purebred demons are even rarer. This is the first time I have seen demon seeds. I think the same is true for the other three people. Otherwise, the four of us would not have come here at the same time.
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Xue Chen understood. His problem can be said to be one of the few intractable diseases. These four should be very powerful characters in Hua Tuo's group, but they have never been exposed to the devil seeds, and they are not sure about solving them.
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The two problems caused by the demon seeds were also really troublesome. He didn't want his soul to be sucked dry and the demon to be resurrected.
"You don't have to worry too much. Fortunately, it's just a demon seed equivalent to a half-step demon. As long as you find the right way, you can definitely remove it. It doesn't happen overnight if it wants to suck your soul dry."
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The handsome old man finally asked him to wait here and let the other three people give it a try.
After a while, the greasy old man came in with a bone chopping knife in his hand. He smiled and was very kind. When he came over, he said, "Here, stretch out your hand."
Xue Chen looked over and blinked: "Senior, I think we can just chop off the hands. Can we use some gentle treatment methods?"
The greasy old man looked displeased: "Where did all this nonsense come from? I asked you to reach out, so just reach out. Can I still hurt you?"
Before Xue Chen could say anything, the greasy old man took action himself.
Xue Chen subconsciously wanted to hide, but was surprised to find that the greasy old man's movements were surprisingly fast. He was about to retract his hand back, but was already caught by another hand.
"Haha, kid, you still want to hide? Bring it with you!"
A flash of sword light dazzled Xue Chen's eyes, and then he felt his right wrist go numb. When he lowered his head and looked down, his face turned green, and his hand had been chopped off!
Yes, the entire palm was chopped off along the wrist, but the strange thing was that there was not a drop of blood left, and the wound on the wrist was wrapped with a layer of faint white light.
He felt that it was not only his palm that had been chopped off, but also a piece of his soul with demon seeds growing on it.
The greasy old man walked aside with his hand. Under Xue Chen's dull eyes, he took out a pot from nowhere. The pot was placed on the stove. There were still charcoal in the stove, and the pot was still steaming.
A burst of fragrance.
Before Xue Chen could organize himself, the lid of the pot had been lifted, and the chopped palm was thrown directly into the boiling pot.
"Wait a minute, don't worry, it will be fine soon." The greasy old man turned around and comforted.
Will you be fine soon? Xue Chen had a complicated look on his face. Is it cooked? If he didn't know very well that he was definitely no match for this person, he would have already gone up to grab his severed hand.
"Wow, it worked."
After three or five minutes, the greasy old man suddenly clapped his hands and shouted softly.
Xue Chen also looked up, and saw a cloud of black gas floating out of the pot. The black gas was very strange, and it never dispersed. It turned out to be the shape of the killed demon, and it was twisting in anger.
Then, there was a vague roar.
"Really successful?" He opened his eyes wide.
"Haha, it's done."
The greasy old man touched his chin happily, but the next moment, the black gas swung back into the pot, and the pot began to shake violently. With a bang, the lid flew off, the soup spilled, and his hand was severed.
Fell to the ground.
"Oh, it's a pity, it was almost, almost."
Picking up the severed hand on the ground and returning to Xue Chen's side, the greasy old man looked embarrassed and directly pointed the wound of the severed hand at his wrist and pressed it.
"Okay, it's installed. Just wait a moment. I'll call Sister Hua. She should be able to do it."
The greasy old man went out, and Xue Chen looked down at his right hand. It had actually grown, leaving no trace. He himself couldn't feel that the hand had been chopped off. It was really... a miraculous workmanship.
It would be better if it didn't fail in the end.
After a while, Sister Hua, who was wearing heavy makeup, walked in with a smile, and Xue Chen stood up respectfully.
"Little brother, you're welcome, sit down and talk." Sister Hua pressed her shoulders and asked Xue Chen to sit down, and she herself sat next to him.
"Your name is... Xue Chen, you're new to the department. You're really good. Your face is so tender. You're not even thirty yet. You've already reached the Great Perfection of Crystal Refining. I see you're in such great shape. You've been practicing physical skills. It's really annoying.
People like it.”
Xue Chen looked at the somewhat frivolous Sister Hua with a calm expression.
Sister Hua looked at him with some surprise, smiled and asked: "You..."
"Senior Hua, let's get started." He stretched out his right hand.
"Don't worry, you seem to be interested." Sister Hua brought her face closer and squinted her eyes.
Xue Chen lowered his eyes: "Senior Hua, I see that you are also sick, right? And the illness is not serious."
The frivolity on Sister Hua's face faded away, and her eyes were filled with surprise. (To be continued)