It's Liao Zhai, not Cthulhu

"Hey, it's still not beautiful enough." She murmured, but she never thought that most of the people in the room had good eyes and ears.

An expression of displeasure appeared on Mrs. Ning's usually gentle face.

Knowing that Mrs. Ning's personal maid bowed beside Mrs. Ning, she took the village girl out.

"He's from the countryside, he has no eyesight and no sense, sir, don't worry about her." Mrs. Ning swept away the gloom of displeasure on her face, and smiled warmly again.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, what a girl, it's a pity that she opened her mouth." Qin Chenfu waved his hand, but the veins on the back of his hand were exposed,

"After all, I'm not a very good skin painter. It's normal to have dissatisfaction.

Ha ha. "

"Mr. Qin's words are wrong. You have to punish yourself with a glass of this wine. I don't allow you to underestimate yourself so much." Mrs. Ning joked, "I don't know Mr. Qin..."

"Hey, I just like to drink a little wine. Madam Ning doesn't have to worry about me being overwhelmed. I will drink as much as I can." He interrupted Madam Ning, pretending to understand Madam Ning's hesitation.

Mrs. Ning had already hesitated to speak, but she continued following Qin Chenfu's words.

Then several altars of old wine were brought up...

After three rounds of wine, five tastes of food, the empty wine jars were scattered all over the place, and the only sober people present were Qin Chenfu and Mrs. Ning.

Mrs. Ning didn't drink a few glasses, but someone replaced the wine, and Qin Chenfu drank from the beginning to the end.

"Mr. Qin deserves to be drinking all the time. Such a large number of old people have only met him in his life." Mrs. Ning still has that kind and gentle temper.

"I'm laughing." Qin Chenfu wiped his mouth gracefully with a handkerchief, but his eyes were a little erratic, but his mind was still clear, maybe he spoke the truth after drinking, maybe he didn't want to be a complete riddle, and his expression was sincere and sincere.

"Frankly speaking, I know what Madam Ning thinks, but I have already developed the idea of ​​retiring. I don't think this beauty will last long."

"What's the reason?" Mrs. Ning asked puzzled, "Since you have such a skill, why not let it flourish in your hands?"

"I've earned enough money, I'm a little tired." Qin Chenfu said, clicking on the cigarette holder, "Besides, there are not many painters in this world, and there are not many painters. There will always be someone who will carry it forward."

Indeed, there is also the secret art of painting skin in this world, and his secret art of painting skin was developed by combining the secret art of this world with other avatar Taoist masters.

He took the flagon and poured two glasses of wine for himself and Mrs. Ning respectively.

There are tens of thousands of sake bottles in Jinzun and tens of thousands of dollars in jade dish.

"Then Mr. is only planning to stay in a small medical clinic for the rest of his life?" Mrs. Ning asked curiously, which also meant to persuade her to stay.

"If you're happy, maybe you'll draw some skin." Qin Chenfu didn't say anything to death.

"Mr. You's words are enough." Mrs. Ning smiled softly, "I'm also half buried in the ground, and I don't want to walk with the chicken skin on my face, so I wonder if Mr. Qin can...?"

"Grand Mo Xiao with white hair and flowers, time has never defeated a beauty." Qin Chenfu raised his glass.

"... Time never beats a beauty." Madam Ning also toasted, agreeing with Qin Chenfu's statement.

They looked at each other and smiled, without clinking glasses, the two drank the liquid in the glasses.

Qin Chenfu thought in all fairness, getting along with Mrs. Ning was quite comfortable.

"What about Xiao Zui..." Qin Chenfu asked.

"I can be a matchmaker for Xiao Zui and this young boy." Madam Ning said.

"In my opinion, let's look at it again. It's better to wait until the right time to be a matchmaker. At present, it's better to let them fall in love freely. Premature marriage is nothing more than two children with a small child. The consciousness of being a parent is not enough, let alone In the future, we will have to face trivial matters such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, etc., which will inevitably wipe out the initial feelings. If we parted ways and the two were happy, wouldn’t it be a waste of both of you and me?" Qin Chenfu looked at the drunk Shen Lianxing and said .

"It's quite appropriate." Madam Ning nodded.

Gossiping with their parents, the two had a little friendship, but there is always a banquet in the world, and after clearing the table, the two went home separately.

It was neither early nor late, the sun was westward, just at dusk, Qin Chenfu was blowing the cool evening wind, looked at Tu Sanshi and Shen Lianxing who were throwing up, and shook his head helplessly, the alcohol bug in his stomach was not satisfied yet.

"That's it? That's it? I poured it out after a few drinks? Let's go to my house and make another order!"

He pulled the pale-faced two people together, not allowing their beaks to be discussed.

Tu Sanshi and Shen Lianxing were paralyzed, wanting to cry but no tears.

On the other side, Mrs. Ning was only accompanied by her personal servant girl. Although she was still kind, she still felt a little bit sorry.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that such a talent is rushing to retreat. That old guy in Zuichunlou doesn't know his talent at all, and he just let him paint..."

"You mean that Mr. Qin?"

"Yes."

"Ma'am, you may not know that he doesn't make a living by painting skins, so that shouldn't be his job. After all, there are rumors that Mr. Qin has superb medical skills, and he can only save people with three needles. Although his character has been criticized by others, his medical skills Excellence is recognized.

Some even said that he healed people during the day and ghosts at night. " said the servant girl.

"Is there such a thing?" Mrs. Ning became interested. After all, she is also fond of ghost novels. After pondering for a moment, she said, "It seems that she is a wonderful person."

But she recalled something, although her face was still warm, but her tone was suddenly very cold.

"Go back and pick someone's tongue, let her know what to say and what not to say."

"Yes, ma'am." The maid took it for granted.

Chapter 14 Night Chinese Medicine Ghosts, Food and Beverage Parents

Although he said he wanted to drink and lie down with Tu and Shen, Qin Chenfu was not a devil after all, so he piled up the two who had drunk in Tu Sanshi's house.

And he returned to Hades by himself.

Two lanterns were taken out from the back room. The skeleton of the lantern was pasted with white paper, and candles were placed inside.

Hang the lantern in front of the door, rub your fingers together, and a layer of hazy green candlelight emerges from the white paper.

After finishing, he opened the door of Yan Wangchou, returned to the inner hall, and read "Xing Shou Shuo" by the light.

Every five days, he would hang these two white paper and green lanterns in front of Yan Wangchou's door at Zi Shichu.

Those who heal people are benevolent, and those who heal ghosts are kind.

What he did was heal ghosts.

The white paper and green lanterns mean to remind those wandering souls who do not enter the underworld. If the soul is ill, they can come here to seek medical advice.

If he didn't want to enter reincarnation, Qin Chenfu would not force him unless he felt it was necessary.

Not to mention that the watchmen on watch and the flying fish guards on night watch would not come to the poor village on purpose, so not many people knew about Qin Chenfu's ghost doctor at night in the past year.

Most of them are conversations after dinner. As for the authenticity, no one has the leisure time to distinguish the authenticity.

As for those who are idle, they also vaguely know that what Yan Wangchou did at night is eating the dead, so they don't dare to approach him very much.

Qin Chenfu was also happy to be at leisure.

Smoking cigarettes, drinking wine, and reading stories can be regarded as stealing half a day of leisure.

Four hours are used for work, four hours are used for rest, and the remaining four hours belong to oneself.

As long as you are your own boss for a day, there will be absolutely no [-] or [-].

It was just a gust of wind blowing, and the candlelight of the lantern at the door flickered on and off, and finally stabilized. When I looked again, there was a plain-looking woman in red shirt standing in front of me.

The etching has been completed, the boundary between yin and yang is blurred, and it is enough to see this woman without using dark pupils.

There was no expression in the woman's eyes, and she stared at Qin Chenfu lifelessly.

"Are you Mr. Qin, the ghost doctor?" She asked Qin Chenfu in a cold voice with a dull expression.

"It should be." Qin Chenfu yawned and nodded, neither admitting nor denying, just ambiguous.

"Hello, I have admired Mr. Qin's name as a ghost doctor for a long time, and when I saw him today, he really has a supernatural temperament." The woman was quite polite.

"How good is it?" Qin Chenfu asked back.

"..." She was obviously stopped by Qin Chenfu's question, and she didn't know how to answer for a while, so she just got stuck there.

"I think you look like this, your soul should be damaged." Seeing the woman's reaction, Qin Chenfu put down the "Xing Shou Shuo" in his hand. Injured? And why?"

The woman was just about to answer, but Qin Chenfu waved his hand, not only telling her to stop speaking, but also telling her to come over.

"Forget it, I don't want to know about these things, just come here." He said so.

The woman in the red shirt floated over with a graceful figure, looking at the bare feet under the red shirt was a bit illusory.

"Although damage to the soul is difficult to cure, it's not that difficult." As he said this, his true energy surged, and he held the ball with his two fingers, but he caught a white stone.

The white son was born, and bursts of pure and spiritual energy scattered and rose, but Qin Chenfu used the white son to capture and restrain the woman in red shirt.

The pure spirit supplemented the woman's damaged soul, and there were even white threads sinking into the woman's soul body.

This is thread embedding for the soul. The soul is not equal to the body. Although there is also thread embedding therapy for the body, the subject knowledge involved is so vast that it is impossible to reach the top in a lifetime.

But suturing the soul and embedding thread is also a variant born out of the discipline of medicine.

Just as embedding catguts in the body can promote the body's immunity and regulate the functions of the body's relevant viscera and organs, so that the body tends to be balanced and the disease is cured.

Sewing the soul and embedding the thread can't escape this reason.

After sewing the soul and embedding the thread, the pure spirit healed the woman's soul more quickly, and it was only visible to the naked eye, and one could find that the dull expression of the red shirt woman jumped out of agility, like a stranger.

In life-and-death chess, black pieces are for killing and white pieces are for transformation, so it is called life-and-death chess.

He really wanted to gather a magic sword, but after thinking about it, he didn't use swords much, so what's the use of gathering a magic sword?

So the idea fell through.

Therefore, under the double healing of Baizi's spiritual energy transformation and soul sewing and thread embedding, the soul body of the red-shirted woman gradually stabilized, and then she felt a sense of reality. Think it's a living person, not a ghost.

The woman saluted Qin Chenfu with gratitude in her eyes.

"Little girl knows the rules of the master, and a little care is not respect." She said, spreading her palms flat, and showing ten nails.

Ghosts heal ghosts, but the souls of ghosts can also be used as medicine, or refined into pills, or used as various materials.

The alchemy made from the parts of the ghost body is the ghost pill. Consuming the ghost pill can prolong life, improve Taoism, and strengthen the soul.

Put ten pieces of nails in paper, fold them into a triangle bag and put them on the table.

"You will also pay the consultation fee. If you have nothing to do, don't bother me to read." Qin Chenfu said.

The red-shirted woman performed the Wanfu ceremony again, then hid her figure and left Yama Wangchou.

Frankly speaking, Qin Chenfu was not interested in the parts of the ghost body, but he couldn't do it for nothing, so he left this rule.

Over time, this news spread to the ears of ghosts who recovered their memories.

Not all ghosts are harmful ghosts, and some are just nostalgic for the human world and do not want to enter reincarnation.

The world says that I love Chang'an, but I only love Chang'an.

What they are nostalgic for is not the human world, but the people who are still alive in the human world.

All kinds of stories may be plain and warm, or they may vow to live and die, but Qin Chenfu doesn't want to know them one by one.

It's just that he thought it was fun to do so, so he did it.

To live a new life, it is natural to follow one's heart and mind.

The premise is that you can do what you want without causing trouble to others.

He has also carried out this concept until now.

He watched the red-shirted woman leave, but found that there were more "people" on the cold street after nightfall that did not belong to the world.

Some of them maintained their appearances before they were alive, and some of them maintained their horrific and tragic appearances when they died. They crowded shoulder to shoulder and blocked the streets, but the closer they were to Hades, the more they paid attention to rules and order.

A long dragon spread from the street to the end of the alley,

After nightfall, the crowds are full of people, but it is based on the night walk of the ghosts.

Qin Chenfu clicked on the cigarette holder with a bitter expression on his face.

It's agreed that it's not just fish, how come there are more ghost guests?Isn't this an extra workload?

"I'll burn these two lanterns tomorrow."

He thought to himself, looking at the horrifying appearance of the long dragon and the dead outside the door, his weary heart for fishing was extinguished.

"Line up and come one by one." He said, and all the ghosts outside the door showed grateful smiles.

[Forget it, let's stay for a while. 】

Those who are not close to immortals should not be doctors, because quack doctors often harm people.

Those whose morality is not close to the Buddha cannot be a doctor, because black hearts can also kill people.

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After treating the last patient, Qin Chenfu felt as if he had been hollowed out, and kept saying in a low voice, "I really don't have a drop." "I really don't know if I can stand it."