Lucky little miracle doctor

Bai Lu glanced at Wen Renxian doubtfully, then excitedly ran to Zhang Chi and spoke to him one master at a time.

Zhang Chi touched her head and secretly observed Wen Renxian from the corner of his eye. As expected, the latter was still staring at Bai Lu, as if he had endless doubts.

According to legend, the curse of the first generation ancestor of the Wen family is related to the underworld, and Bailu is also related to the underworld, and can even cause a confrontation with the longevity secret. In a sense, this little girl seems to have a lot to do with the curse of the Wen family. Inextricably linked.

"Master, you came back suddenly. Is there anything you need to do for me?"

"Take you to the research institute and help me."

Zhang Chi arranged for a servant to take care of Bai Yue, and then rushed to the research institute with his two daughters.

Wen Renli was secretly observing Bai Lu along the way. She wanted to say something several times, but she swallowed it back. Zhang Chi sent a voice message to ask about the situation. She said: "This girl feels so familiar to me, but I don't remember when I met her." Pass her."

"Is it caused by a blood curse?"

"uncertain."

Wen Renli looked out the window. Normally, a cultivator's time is limited. As an eighteenth-generation ancestor, she would not have survived until now even without the curse. In other words, the cursed bloodline can even produce immortality. Effect.

Hearing this, Zhang Chi was slightly startled. He had thought it strange before that the ancestors of the Wenren family who were hiding in their ancestral land survived quite a bit. Although they became monsters, they seemed to have escaped the confinement of time.

And he possesses the Secret of Immortality, which can’t help but make people think about it. It seems that there are many connections between immortality and the underworld.

It is too early to study these with the current strength. Perhaps in the future we can see through the boundary between life and death and create a real elixir of longevity.

The research institute that Hongtai was looking for came from the Medical Association. After Lu Feng's defeat, Hongtai extended an olive branch in the name of Zhang Chi. Sure enough, someone came to the door and agreed to give the use time of the research institute. Of course, they also had requests, hoping that Zhang Chi could help treat diseases.

"The person in charge of Hongye Research Institute belongs to a family named Zhou, and he should be a low-class person."

Hongtai sent an address, probably in the north of Jialou City.

Zhang Chi placed Wen Renxian and Bai Lu downstairs in the research institute and asked them to cooperate with Hongtai to start research. As for Bai Lu, she kept Bai Lu because she carried the secret of Netherland, and Netherland was the soil where the red-haired curse was born. Of course, she was not a scholar. Medical, but it may also be helpful in research.

The Zhou family in Nancheng is actually a village. At first glance, it looks gloomy, dilapidated and lifeless.

Several old crooked-neck trees were swaying under the dark sky, and a few crows were flying around.

There is a strange disease passed down from ancestors in the Zhou family. After the coming-of-age ceremony, the body will have attacks every once in a while, and it seems that some unclean things can be seen.

This disease seems to be hereditary, similar to the red hair curse, but it will not kill Zhou's family.

Zhang Chi got out of the car and walked into the village alone. There were a few villagers, most of whom were elderly, carrying farm tools. There were also some naked children squatting in front of the door and playing in the mud.

This aura of vitality and twilight is indescribably weird.

"Ami, I'm a DJ! If you don't let go of the little monk, the little monk will be in trouble with you!"

There was a quarrel in the yard not far away, and following the sound, the bald head of Wicked Valley, whom I had seen at the banquet, was being hugged by the neck and forcibly kissed by a girl with an upright appearance. The bald head struggled hard, and seemed to be worried about being hurt. Girl, so she tried her best to raise her neck but couldn't break free. This scene was a bit harsh on the eyes.

Zhang Chi teased: "You are so young, why can't you think about it so hard?"

"Who is talking nonsense in front of this young monk?"

The bald head turned around and cursed, and when he saw Zhang Chi standing outside the yard with a smile, he immediately shuddered, "It's you!"

He hurriedly pushed the beautiful girl away with a burst of spiritual energy, but before he could walk out of the yard, he was hugged from behind by the crazy girl again, holding her in his arms.

Zhang Chi asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

"It's hard to put it into words, it's all bad luck." The bald man smiled bitterly and announced his name. He was the villain Gu Xumo.

He had been in this village since he was a child, eating from hundreds of families, and later moved to the Valley of the Evil Ones. This girl was his childhood sweetheart because of her nimble feet, but she often got sick. Anyway, the people in this village would seem unusual every once in a while.

Zhang Chi could tell that this village was a bit strange.

Opening his eyes and scanning Zhou Lingqiao, he saw that there was a dirty aura entangled between her eyebrows. This was no longer an ordinary disease, but a karma.

In other words, there was a great treacherous traitor in the ancestors of the Zhou family, and they exchanged the luck of their descendants for blessings. In the end, the karma was fed back to the descendants, which was simply an injustice.

Xu Mo was overjoyed, "You can also tell if there is any solution."

Zhang Chi pondered for a moment and took out the Hunyuan Disk. The Hunyuan Disk can deceive Tianji, so you can give it a try.

Next, with the help of Xu Mo, the Hunyuan Disk enveloped Zhou Lingqiao. As the vast Qi was baptized, the silly girl gradually stabilized her mind. Her white face was first confused, then fearful, " Yes, there is dirty stuff over there!”

She was still a little crazy, clutching Xu Mo tightly and pointing at the big locust tree at the door.

Zhang Chi opened his eyes again and scanned, a white figure flashed past, and he vaguely saw a woman disappearing.

This village is indeed weird and hides some secrets, but now is not the time to talk about them.

"Master Zhou, I know."

Zhou Lingqiao struggled to get up, and tremblingly led the two of them out to the depths of the village.

Walking all the way, I could clearly see with my relaxed eyes that whether they were old people or children, they were all covered with karma, and the children still had a little bit of luck lingering on them, indicating that the encroachment did not happen overnight, and the elderly had no traces of it. Luck.

Poverty, misery, and disease.

"Sin, sin, sin."

Xu Mo recited Amitabha all the way.

He came out of the Valley of the Wicked just to visit the Zhou family, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Ten minutes later, the three of them arrived at a pretty good rural compound. This was Master Zhou's home. The Zhou family had a lot of properties in Jialou City. In order to treat the diseases of people in the village, they also dabbled in the medical field. However, years of research have not been able to solve the Zhou family's disaster.

There are several luxury cars parked in Mr. Zhou's yard, which are incompatible with the somewhat bleak environment. In this way, even after becoming a successful businessman, he is still nostalgic and knows how to visit his hometown and benefit the hometown.

"Are you Doctor Zhang?"

Mr. Zhou was haggard. He was in his fifties. His whole body was like a dried tree, as if it could be blown by a gust of wind. There were only a few sparse hairs on the top of his head.

Zhang Chi glanced at the well-decorated room, keeping his Sky Eye open, and saw two small figures flashing past in the mirror.

And there seemed to be a human-shaped black mist lying on Mr. Zhou's back, like a woman holding his neck and bending his waist.