I became a god by catching A Piao

After inspecting the bronze statue of Yaksha for a while, and found nothing wrong, Qin Ke took out his mobile phone and started playing the Taoist Meditation Art that his uncle specially went to ask Qingqiu Daoist Priest Qingqiu to bless and record with Daqingshan.

The purpose of this is to purify the yin qi on the bronze statue. If it doesn't work for a day or two, it will work for a year or two.

If the bronze statue of Yasha could speak, it would definitely say: I am not a human being, but you, Qin Ke, are a real dog.

Qin Ke even wanted to buy a tape recorder and play it on a loop 24 hours a day. Thinking about it, he picked up his phone and placed an order on a shopping website.

The day the tape recorder was brought back and started to be used, the bronze statue of Yaksha:  …

Qin Ke sat on the sofa and began to meditate. In this world where spiritual energy is exhausted, although meditating is not very useful, at least it is much better than sleeping.

ding... ding...

Luo Cheng's alarm clock rang, and Qin Ke followed suit and opened his eyes.

Luo Cheng looked at him curiously and said, "Are you practicing?"

"Hmm! Are you going to work?" Qin Ke glanced at his watch and asked.

"Yes! Go hand in your resignation letter!"

Qin Ke raised his brows and said nothing. With Luo Cheng's medical talent, being a doctor in an orphanage is indeed a bit of a shame. With the support of Teacher Yan, it is no problem to become the director of a department at the age of 30.

"What are you doing? Meditating on the bronze statue?" Luo Cheng picked up the phone that was playing the meditation formula to the bronze statue of Yasha and shook it, confused.

"Yes!"

Hmm... Luo Cheng said with a convincing expression: "Aren't all your celestial masters just like you, talking like gods and gods?"

Qin Ke: "..."

"Quickly finish eating, let's go to your work!" He opened the refrigerator and took a look, there was still half a bag of toast in it, he took a piece for himself, and threw the rest to Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng smiled awkwardly, and threw a disgusting electric eye at him.

Qin Ke clenched his fists and barely managed not to hit him.

"Didn't I read novels to say that you have to go to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers for cultivation? It's just right to buy a villa, preferably with a swimming pool, and a bigger one is better." Luo Cheng said while kicking on his shoes.

Qin Ke was annoyed by him: "It's also said in the novel that when one's spiritual energy is exhausted, it doesn't matter where one cultivates."

"Oh, it's different, the aura in the old forest in the mountain village is more abundant."

"What fun is there in the old forest in the mountain village? The swimming pool can open a swimming pool party!" Luo Cheng laughed cheaply, and everyone knew Sima Zhao's heart.

Qin Ke: "..."

"Fuck off!"

"Dad, get out, don't think about Dad?" Luo Cheng took advantage of it, afraid of being beaten, he immediately closed the door and went out.

Qin Ke shook his head and laughed, but what Luo Cheng said was not unreasonable. For practitioners, the villa area is definitely better than the city center.

The Qin family's ancestral house is in the mountain village, and the old house is in the villa area, for the purpose of cultivation.

But he is different. He holds a judge's order and is destined to walk in the world of mortals.

After breakfast, Qin Ke was dressed casually, maybe he was going to exercise, this suit was just right.

Pulled the suitcase and took a car to go to the address of work.

Qin Ke is an out-and-out native of Nancheng, and has also witnessed the development history of Nancheng, from the back garden of the magic capital to the prosperous Nancheng today, which is suitable for both struggle and retirement.

The address the other party said was that it used to be a village in the city. Because it was a relocated house, no one bought it at the beginning. Now, the house price has more than tripled, and the nearby shopping malls, office buildings, hospitals and schools, all facilities are in good condition, although it is not a city. In the center, there is still a lot of traffic.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the community, Qin Ke saw the middle-aged man he saw that day.

As soon as he saw him, the man walked over quickly and said, "Mr. Qin? I'm Chen Lin, the one who called you yesterday."

"Hello there!"

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment, Chen Lin said: "Mr. Qin, let me get it for you!"

"No, just take me there!" No matter what, Qin Ke would not let someone around his father's age help him carry things.

"Okay, Mr. Qin, please follow me."

As soon as he arrived downstairs, Qin Ke raised his head and glanced at the sky. Red and white intertwined, and there was a strong sense of yin, joy mixed with mourning. This is... a shady marriage?

"What's the matter, Mr. Qin?" Seeing him looking up into the air, Chen Lin asked anxiously.

Qin Ke didn't speak, but looked at a dead cockroach in the corner.

Chen Lin followed his line of sight, frowned, and said impatiently: "There are so many property fees every year, and even a dead cockroach can't be swept away. When the matter here is over, I will definitely have to talk about them."

"Go up!"

"Okay, okay!" Chen Lin hurriedly led him into the elevator.

On the third floor, 301, Chen Lin pushed open the half-covered door and shouted, "Uncle, Mr. Qin is here."

What answered him was his own quiet breathing, he smiled shyly, and was about to say something else when the door of the room creaked open.

Qin Ke looked inside the house, the north-south ventilated room should be very bright, but the curtains were stretched and the door was closed tightly, it looked lifeless and gloomy.

The old man who opened the door came out, and only now did he realize that this old man was actually sitting in a wheelchair. He should have been injured after being taught a lesson when he burnt paper last time, and he still hasn't healed.

The uncle slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Lin. After avoiding his gaze, Chen Lin looked at Qin Ke again, only twisting his neck without moving his eyes.

Chen Lin coughed lightly before saying, "Uncle, Mr. Qin is here."

The uncle was not as irritable as when we first met, he just raised his hand and patted the wheelchair. Chen Lin pushed him aside with great insight and let the door out.

Qin Ke stepped into the room, and saw the man on the bed at a glance. The man looked about the same age as Chen Lin, but his face was pale, his body was thin, and he still exuded a dead air.

"This is my cousin Chen Jian. I invite Mr. Qin to come here. I just want Mr. Qin to think of a way to save my cousin." Chen Lin locked the pulleys of the wheelchair and stepped forward to introduce him.

"Have you seen a doctor?"

"Ah?" No one expected that the invited celestial master would first ask if he had seen a doctor, but Chen Lin still said, "I have."

"How do you say it?" Qin Ke asked, sitting on the side of the bed, and began to check Chen Jian's pulse.

"This..." Chen Lin hesitated to say, and waited until Qin Ke raised his eyes to look at him, and then hurriedly said: "The body functions are all good, but there is a little kidney deficiency."

Does this mean that all physical functions are good?Qin Ke squatted down to open the suitcase, took out the scalpel inside and cut Chen Jian's wrist, blood immediately flowed down the wrist.

"What are you doing?"

"Mr. Qin!

Uncle Chen and Chen Lin both looked like they wanted to stop him. Qin Ke took out an exorcism talisman and lit it, and when the talisman was halfway burning, he pressed it on Chen Jian's wound.

"Ah... Bei Lu: Sneaking up and yelling loudly.