The personal doctor of the beautiful president

"Turn off the camera, and you can't secretly take pictures at the scene." Han Xingye ordered: "If it doesn't work, clear the scene."

Because the following method is not suitable for the general public to see.

This may exceed the cognition of ordinary people. It is not a big deal to spread in a small area, but it is not so good to become popular in a large area.

The director didn't dare to be negligent, and in order to prevent people from talking too much, he decisively asked Han Xingye to take Feng Ping into an independent dressing room.

Although everyone was very curious, they had no choice but to squeeze outside and wait helplessly.

Sitting in the dressing room, Feng Ping's mentality was extremely stable.

"What are you going to do, hurry up and don't procrastinate."

Feng Ping hated Han Xingye very deeply.

Being trapped by Han Xingye was the biggest failure in his life, especially when he learned how to bark like a dog and lost [-] million, it was a shame and shame.

Looking at Han Xingye now, he felt his blood pressure soar, and staying alone in a room, let alone how awkward it was.

If possible, he even wanted to beat Han Xingye violently while there was no one around.

Too bad it can't be beat.

Han Xingye suddenly smiled at Feng Ping.

Feng Ping suddenly felt a chill, like watching a horror movie.

"Couldn't you want to beat me and force a confession while no one is watching?"

"I'm afraid it will be more painful than hitting you, so be mentally prepared."

Han Xingye took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Shilin.

It was the person who hid his identity in the hospital and worked as a handyman for more than 20 years. He set up a trap to collect the soul of Li Zhongde's son. Later, Han Xingye set up a trap and Peng Junna caught him.

For lie detection or something, his crooked skills are the most suitable.

After the call was made, Han Xingye briefly explained the situation.

Zhang Shilin had actually betrayed his master now, and was being manipulated to death by Han Xingye. He didn't dare to talk nonsense about what Han Xingye wanted him to do.

"This matter is easy to handle. Didn't you take his blood, put it on the talisman I gave you, tie it on the scarecrow and hang it on the scarecrow, and then video with me, and I will show you how to cast a spell remotely."

After capturing Zhang Shilin, of course Han Xingye would not let him go easily, and searched a lot of good things in his hands.

Zhang Shilin traveled the rivers and lakes, more than half of the Taoist talismans he relied on most were in Han Xingye's hands.Also there are some scarecrows.

Han Xingye took out a talisman and poured a few drops of blood collected in the bottle on it.

Then he took out a scarecrow and pasted the bloody talisman on it.

Immediately afterwards, he connected to a video chat with Zhang Shilin.

Zhang Shilin conducts teaching remotely.

"Ask him about his birthday gossip and write it on the talisman."

Feng Ping wouldn't lie about birth date gossip, because it couldn't be hidden from anyone.

Feng Ping said his date of birth, Han Xingye checked it online, frowned and said, "No, it's three years late."

Feng Ping replied with some embarrassment: "Athletes have to change their age by two or three years when they enter sports schools when they are young. This is an unwritten routine in the industry."

Good guy, I didn't expect you to be quite honest, even this trick.

Han Xingye wrote Feng Ping's birthday gossip on the talisman.

Zhang Shilin continued: "Next, I will teach you some spells."

Strictly speaking, Han Xingye and Zhang Shilin belonged to the same sect, and Zhang Shilin's master was the old man's younger brother.

What Han Xingye learned from the old man was very complicated, covering all aspects, including some methods of using spells, but he was not that proficient.

However, it is not a big problem to deal with ordinary people like Feng Ping.

Feng Ping was completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

Stitching scarecrows and so on are all plots that appear in film and television dramas, things that deceive ghosts, can he be afraid?

"Stop pretending to be a ghost, just use whatever you have, if I frown, I will lose."

Feng Ping said very stiffly.

If Han Xingye only played tricks, he would never get anything from him.

Feng Ping was complacent, and suddenly his eyes widened, and he was stunned.

He seemed to see something horrific.

Is there really a soul in this world?He didn't know, but the scene he saw now, there were some thin translucent things floating in the air, taking the shape of people.

Could this be the legendary ghost?

What scares Feng Ping even more is that these ghosts seem to be able to speak.

"Be honest, did you throw the banana peel?"

"No, it has nothing to do with me."

"you are lying."

"You don't have evidence, so you can't talk nonsense."

"In the underworld, there is no evidence."

Feng Ping suddenly felt a scorching pain all over his body, as if he had been thrown into a frying pan.

As an athlete, Feng Ping's tolerance is still very strong, and he can endure a lot of injuries.

But now this feeling of being fried by the frying pan is really unbearable for him.

He couldn't tell what it was like, as if it was burning his soul.

This is simply not something a mortal body can bear.

Suddenly, the scorching taste disappeared, replaced by the feeling of a mountain of knives.

When describing pain, people are accustomed to using the analogy of going up the knife mountain and down the pan of oil in the [-]th hell. Feng Ping didn't experience it personally before, but now he really understands it.

"Don't confess yet, did you throw the banana peel on purpose?"

Feng Ping gritted his teeth and said, "No."

"The mouth is quite stiff, it seems that she will not shed tears when she sees the coffin."

"There is no need for this person to live in this world anymore. Let's take his soul and detain him in the underworld to torture him slowly."

The ghost floating in the air suddenly revealed its dharma appearance, which was the legendary bull's head and horse's face.

Feng Ping felt his body lighten, as if something had been pulled out of his body.

Oh my god, couldn't it be that the soul was withdrawn?
Feng Ping completely collapsed, he didn't want to die.

Even if he confessed honestly and ruined his reputation, that would be better than dying directly.

"I did it, I did it, I threw the banana peel there on purpose."

"Isn't it enough to explain it earlier? I have to suffer so much before I say it. I don't know what's wrong."

In an instant, the swishing feeling disappeared without a trace, and the ghosts in the air also disappeared.

What appeared in front of Feng Ping was Han Xingye's smile.

Feng Ping looked at Han Xingye's eyes as if looking at a ghost: "Don't come here."

An athlete is not afraid of fighting, no matter who he fights with, he is fearless.

But to fight against monsters and goblins, even if he had ten guts, he would not be able to show such courage.

Han Xingye patted Feng Ping's shoulder, smiled and said, "Congratulations, you've been convicted."