Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 552.
With a quick finger, there was a khaki futon and a table that only reached the knees of ordinary people on the ground.

"One Lamp Needed"

Chu Feng's calm voice fell, and there was an antique bronze lamp on the desk case, with traces on it, it could be seen that it was old.

Professionals in archaeology or antique identification will definitely suspect that this thing has just been dug out of the ground if they see it.

"go"

Chu Feng spit out a word, and the more than ten torches suspended in the air disappeared.

The brightness in the room suddenly dropped several times.

"Very good"

Chu Feng glanced around, nodded in satisfaction, and then sat cross-legged on the futon, reciting the "Qingjing Sutra" in a low voice.

After about two hours, the little oil in the oil lamp bottomed out. Chu Feng flicked his fingers, and the oil entered the oil lamp like a pool of clear water.

The oil is not ordinary oil, it is boiled from the top-quality turpentine that Chu Feng collected from a fairy mountain when he was in the prehistoric world, once ignited, the fragrance can spread for hundreds of miles.

In order to avoid attracting some animals, Chu Feng set up various aroma isolation barriers around the house, then leaned on his head with his hands, and dozed off.

Immortals don't need to sleep, but Chu Feng, who used to be a human, still can't change this habit, especially in a safe environment.

Time passed bit by bit, and the whole Taoist temple was silent.

Suddenly, a black shadow jumped out from a nearby building. It was the black cat from before. After a few jumps, it came to the outside of Chu Feng's house. It seemed to be attracted by the bright light, and it lingered for a long time without leaving.

After about 15 minutes, the black cat moved slightly into the room.

Under the shadowy lights, the black cat's satin-like fur seems to be shiny.

Seeing Chu Feng who was asleep, the beards on both sides of the black cat's mouth twitched a few times, and cautiously came to the desk, raised its head, and looked straight at Chu Feng.

One second, two seconds... Two or three minutes passed, the black cat jumped lightly, came to the table, looked at Chu Feng's side face for a while, turned his head, and moved closer to the oil lamp.

Suddenly, the black cat turned its head and looked at Chu Feng vigilantly. Seeing that Chu Feng was still fast asleep, he turned his head back and leaned against the oil lamp, sticking out his bright red tongue and licking it in the lamp oil.

If the first lick is a joyful response, the second lick is greed.

Just as the black cat was about to lick its third bite, a moderate sound came from the beam.

The black cat jumped in fright, the fur on its back puffed up, and then slipped away without the slightest hesitation.

Silence returned to the room.

Another hour later, a khaki-colored mouse came down the corner of the wall with its tail cocked, and came to the desk with a slighter movement than the black cat just now.

Before the feat of stealing oil was put into action, a "huge" shadow suddenly appeared, very abrupt.

The mouse suddenly turned around, and with only a squeak, it was dragged out by the "huge" shadow.

Chu Feng's eyelashes moved, the oil lamp went out, and after a while, the rich aroma faded.

The ruined Taoist temple returned to calm.

A few tens of miles away, in a tertiary hospital, the brightly lit operating room let out an exclamation.

Within a few minutes, the door of the operating room opened, and doctors, anesthesiologists, nurses and other medical staff walked out, all with bewildered expressions.

The middle-aged man who was driving a big Mercedes before got up from the rest chair, walked over, and asked with a concerned face: "Excuse me, how is the little brother who was struck by lightning?"

The doctor is a middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance, a straight body, and wearing glasses, which gives people a very old-fashioned feeling.

Hearing the sound, he looked at the middle-aged man and said with a strange expression: "The operation failed."

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then sighed.

"The poor child was struck to death by lightning just like that. In all my life, this is the first time I have seen someone struck to death by lightning on the street. If his parents knew, ugh."

"No, I'm fine."

The female doctor's expression was even weirder than before.

This time it was a middle-aged person who was confused. What does it mean that the operation failed, and the person is fine.

"The patient's heart stopped beating and he received several electric shocks, but there was no response. We all gave up. Suddenly, he sat up and asked us with a blank face, why is he here?"

The female doctor smiled wryly.

The scene of fraudulent corpse just now scared everyone in the room.

The middle-aged man was stunned and asked, "So, he's all right?"

The female doctor shook her head.

"No, he suffered severe burns on the surface of his skin and needed to be hospitalized for treatment. The previous payment was not enough."

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man frowned and didn't say anything. He acted bravely and sent the person to the hospital. It was his utmost benevolence to pay the surgery fee once, and he didn't want to pay the subsequent expenses.

"I'll pay the fee myself, brother, thank you, give me your bank account number, and I'll transfer the money you paid just now to you"

Zhang Wei, covered in gauze, was lying on a surgical trolley and was pushed out by a pretty nurse.

The middle-aged man looked at the mummy-like Zhang Wei, waved his hand and said, "Forget about the money just now, I don't need that money."

I actually met a good person and a local tyrant!

"How does this work"

Zhang Wei was happy in his heart, but he firmly disagreed on his face.

"that's it"

The middle-aged man left without looking back.

Zhang Wei was stunned for a few seconds and sighed, "Who said there are no good people these days?"

The female doctor looked at Zhang Wei who was lying on the operating trolley, and asked strangely, "Doesn't it hurt?"

If you are struck by lightning, wake up, and feel no pain at all within the realm of miracles, then you are a monster.

As a person who often reads novels, Zhang Wei has absolutely excellent psychological quality. Hearing this, he grinned his teeth in a pretentious manner and said, "I was struck by lightning, what a joke."

"Speak hard, send him to the ward"

The suspicion on the female doctor's face disappeared without a trace.

The pretty little nurse uttered an oh, and pushed the surgical trolley towards the elevator.

Successfully bluffing through, Zhang Wei gave himself a compliment in his heart. Within a few seconds of waking up, he found something was wrong. He was struck by lightning. What is the treatment of the protagonist.

"Didi, it is detected that the host is mentally stable and suitable for binding. The binding starts and the binding ends."

The electronic sound suddenly sounded in his mind, and Zhang Wei's face trembled.

It's really a system, it's really a system!Developed.

"What system are you?" A thought appeared in Zhang Wei's mind.

"This system is an avatar system, which comes from a galaxy unknown to the host, and the host is the first host of this system."

"Avatar system, what is the system task?" Another thought came to Zhang Wei's mind.

"As the name implies, the avatar system is to allow the host to have an extra avatar, from ordinary erasers and pens, to puppies and cats, to whales, elephants, and humans. The higher the level, the more intelligent and powerful the things controlled by the host. In the end, it is also possible to break out of the earth and control the creatures in the universe."

(End of this chapter)