Disciple, please come down the mountain soon. Your senior sister can’t wait any longer.

Yu Lingqing was worried about her secretary and followed the ambulance to the hospital.

Chu Long Tuze and Lei Tianming went to Jiang Qingyun's house.

On the way, Chu Longtu casually gave Lei Tianming a few words of medical advice. Lei Tianming was fascinated by the profound and exquisite details, and became more and more in awe of Chu Longtu.

Jiang Qingyun's house is a traditional Jiangdong residential courtyard. The two-story building facing the water has pink walls and black tiles. It is very simple, elegant and fresh.

After arriving, Lei Tianming knocked on the door knocker first.

"Doctor Lei."

The door opened, and the man who opened the door greeted him with a smile. Lei Tianming exchanged a few words and introduced Chu Longtu.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, this is Mr. Chu. His medical skills are far better than mine. I asked him to come over and take Professor Chen's pulse."

Jiang Qingyun's son Jiang Songshan frowned when he looked at the young Chu Longtu.

Chu Longtu is so young, can his medical skills be better than Lei Tianming?

It's not a bullshit!

He is probably another dandy who wants his father to help identify antiques, and he is looking for Lei Tianming to put money on his face!

This old Lei knew that his father was not in good health and still brought a bunch of people to the door. He is really becoming more and more ignorant as he gets older!

Jiang Songshan was very unhappy, but he couldn't chase them away, so he took the two of them into the living room on the first floor.

"Dad, Dr. Lei is here."

In the living room, Jiang Qingyun, who had a bandage on his arm and was walking around a four-legged bronze tripod, raised his head and said hello.

"Lao Lei is here, sit down."

Lei Tianming and Jiang Qingyun exchanged greetings, but Chu Longtu looked at the bronze tripod.

The four-legged bronze tripod is square and square, with large dragon patterns and wind and thunder patterns intertwined on the tripod body, making it look particularly gorgeous.

Especially all the lines are rich red, faintly glowing with blood, which is very strange.

Chu Longtu glanced at Jiang Qingyun and Jiang Songshan again.

There was a dazzling blood line between the eyebrows of the father and son, which was exactly the same as the red lines on the bronze tripod!

At this time, Jiang Qingyun also knew Chu Longtu's identity and had the same suspicion as Jiang Songshan.

Chu Longtu, who is so tender that he can squeeze out water, can also see a doctor?

Before Jiang Qingyun could speak, Jiang Songshan couldn't help it.

Even if you say it deliberately to put your face on the line, do you still take it seriously?

Jiang Songshan had a dark face and sneered.

"Dr. Lei, there is no need to use this as an excuse if even a three-year-old child doesn't believe it."

"What kind of disease can this kid with even hair grow out of? Does he deserve to be called a miracle doctor?"

"How many benefits has he given you to make you, the famous doctor Lei, willing to put down your body and flatter his stinky feet?"

Lei Tianming was stunned and said hurriedly.

"Mr. Jiang has misunderstood. Mr. Chu's medical skills are really a hundred times better than mine!"

"Just now, I witnessed Mr. Chu resuscitate a dying patient. He has the ability to bring the dead back to life. He is an absolute miracle doctor!"

As soon as these words came out, the air suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Qingyun and Jiang Songshan both opened their eyes wide, and their faces were filled with anger.

Bring back to life?

Simply fart!

Jiang Songshan spoke coldly.

"Lei Tianming, if you come in, tell me your purpose and ask your father to help him. My father will never refuse."

"But you actually fooled us into thinking we were fools!!"

"You clearly know that my father is in poor health and in urgent need of divine treatment, yet you drag someone like this, who probably doesn't even know how to write the word "medical skill", over to treat my father. You're afraid that he won't die!"

"Resurrection from the dead? I'll give you a try!"

Jiang Songshan cursed angrily, and Jiang Qingyun's face became even more gloomy, with sharp eyes that were almost murderous.

Lei Tianming, on the other hand, looked puzzled, feeling angry and aggrieved in his heart.

What nonsense is Jiang Songshan talking about?

What palm eye, when did he mention this?

Just when the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, Chu Longtu coughed, and Lei Tianming stopped speaking even though he was holding his breath.

Facing the cold eyes of the Chen family and his son, Chu Longtu said calmly.

"Lei Tianming didn't lie."

"All over the world, people with better medical skills than me are either dead or not yet born."

"It's not a problem to cure you."

Lei Tianming held his head proudly, his face full of pride.

Jiang Qingyun and Jiang Songshan thought that Chu Longtu was so proud that he was still trying to show off after being exposed, so they were immediately ready to break up and get angry.

Then I heard Chu Longtu suddenly change his subject.

"It's just that your poor health does not mean you are sick."

"But the evil spirit has entered the body!!"

The smile on Lei Tianming's face suddenly froze, while Jiang Qingyun and Jiang Songshan's eyes twitched, and their anger instantly filled them.

You are still fooling them into thinking they are fools!

Why, you couldn’t deceive them with your miraculous doctor persona, so you changed your career to become a Feng Shui magician?

"roll!"

Jiang Songshan pointed at the door and kicked people out.

Chu Longtu's expression did not change and he patted the bronze tripod.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a tomb-mounted tripod from the Shang Dynasty!"

"Before the Shang Dynasty, noble princes and nobles needed to be buried with a tripod to suppress the tomb."

"And in order to show his identity, before sealing the tomb, he will kill the slaves, sprinkle their blood in the tomb-holding cauldron, and bury them alive!"

"Blood and resentment intertwined in the cauldron. Over time, these red lines formed, making the cauldron full of evil spirits."

"Ordinary people who have been exposed to it for a long time will have evil energy entering their bodies, making them weak and sick. In more serious cases, they will be riddled with blood energy and cause disasters."

"It won't be long before this cauldron is in your hands, right?"

Chu Longtu looked at Jiang Qingyun's arm in a sling and said slowly.

"In addition to being weak, have you been having a rough time lately?"

"Such as suddenly falling and breaking your arm?"

Jiang Qingyun's scalp went numb instantly!

Chu Longtu is right!

Three days ago, he fell down and broke his arm!

Could it be that what Chu Longtu said was true?

Jiang Songshan didn't believe it at all and scolded him angrily.

"Bullshit!"

"This tripod was indeed unearthed from an ancient tomb of the Shang Dynasty by the Jiangdong Museum. I asked my father to help me identify it."

"But the red lines on the body of the tripod are due to the erosion and oxidation of the bronze. It's not some bullshit slave burial, blood and resentment infection at all!"

After saying these words, Jiang Qingyun immediately felt at ease.

Yes, evil spirits entering the body are all feudal superstitions, how can they exist?

Jiang Qingyun and Jiang Songshan didn't believe it, and Chu Longtu didn't care. He grabbed the paper and pen and wrote three talismans like a heavenly book.

"The blood between your eyebrows is full of blood, and there may be a bloody disaster at any time."

"These are a soul-suppressing talisman and two amulets. The soul-suppressing talisman suppresses the cauldron, and the amulet blocks disasters and provides refuge. It can help you survive this disaster."

After saying this, Chu Longtu left the courtyard and sat in the car but did not leave.

Lei Tianming caught up with the car and wanted to say something but was blocked by the word Chu Longtu.

"Wait."

……

Jiang Qingyun and Jiang Songshan didn't believe Chu Longtu's words at all. After scolding them, they threw the three talismans directly into the trash can.

Then Jiang Qingyun mentioned another thing.

"Your second uncle will be home soon. Go out and greet him."

Jiang Songshan responded and stood up. Unexpectedly, his feet suddenly slipped, and his body suddenly lost balance and fell. By chance, he hit his forehead on the hard corner of the table, and blood suddenly flowed out.

Jiang Qingyun exclaimed and immediately went to help him. At this moment, the hinge of the chandelier in the shape of a palace lantern above his head broke with a clang, and it fell and hit the ground, grazing Jiang Qingyun's back.

The hard lamp stand directly cut a bloody gash of more than ten centimeters on Jiang Qingyun's back, and the blood flowed out instantly, staining a large area of ​​his clothes red.

Jiang Qingyun stood stiffly, not daring to move, and stared at Jiang Songshan who was lying on the ground in horror.

Coincidentally, the same thought flashed through their minds.

Evil energy enters the body, causing bloody disaster!

Soul-calming talisman, amulet!

Yes, amulet!

The two of them trembled and rushed towards the trash can, frantically searching for the amulets they had thrown away!

At this time, a tall figure walked into the living room and laughed loudly.

"Brother, Matsuyama, I'm back..."

The sound stopped suddenly, and the tall figures stared at Jiang Qingyun and Jiang Songshan who were rummaging through the garbage like vicious dogs, as if they had seen a ghost.