Xuanmen Little Ancestor

When Luo Qinglian heard it, she was immediately happy, and said, "That's right, it's a secret, it's too unmanly."

Rong Jiuxiao said coolly: "Aren't you in confinement?"

Luo Qinglian said: "The time is up, the ban has been lifted."

Rong Jiuxiao: "..."

After Rong Jiuxiao left with Luo Qinglian, several other students started discussing.

"Jiu Xiao actually talked about her boyfriend, there is no news at all."

"It's probably because he doesn't want the media to find out. After all, he is the darling of the media now, and he is secretly photographed wherever he goes."

"However, didn't Rong Er admit it?"

"But I didn't object too much." A student with gossip flashed in his eyes said, "When Rong Er denied it just now, his tone was light and helpless, as if he had been exposed but didn't want to admit it. If it wasn't true Yes, with Rong Er's character, he must be very serious about objecting, tsk tsk tsk, there is drama, there is definitely drama."

In the eyes of his classmates, Rong Jiuxiao is a man of one word, and he doesn't like gossip. Someone spread rumors about him and the department girl of the School of Communication before. Never mind.

This attitude is still very different.

"According to this, nine out of ten are true."

"Isn't it? I'm just rare. Iron trees can also bloom. It's really rare."

"I didn't expect Rong Jiuxiao to be gay, I can't tell."

"Where can't you see it? Back then, the four beauties of Yan University took turns to fight, and they all lost. If Rong Er wasn't gay, how could he have such great determination?"

"... Makes sense, unless you can't do that, otherwise who can bear it!"

"Anyway, I can't bear it."

"I can't bear it either."

"..."

………………

The two went all the way to the hospital.

"Last night, the buddies under me said that he only has three days left to live." Luo Qinglian pinched her fingers and calculated, and said, "I can only extend him for three months."

Rong Jiuxiao glanced at him, and said: "The buddy below you, can't it be Lord Yan?"

Luo Qinglian blinked and said, "Originally, I was looking for Ah Ming, but Ah Ming probably has too much nightlife and has been suffering from kidney deficiency lately, so I asked Danpan to come over."

Rong Jiuxiao said, "Judging?"

Luo Qinglian said: "It's Lu Juan, his status in the underworld is actually similar to that of Ah Ming, anyway, they are both ghost hunters and husbands and wives, regardless of each other."

Rong Jiuxiao: "..."

This big ghost can actually send a big boss from the ghost world to do things for him. It seems that he is still related to the underworld.

Moreover, this relationship may be very strong.

At least, among the Xuanmen masters that Rong Jiuxiao knew, anyone who was able to understand Yin and Yang a little bit would be respectful and respectful when they mentioned Pluto and Lu Pan, and they dared not neglect them in the slightest.

This Luo Qinglian actually gave others nicknames, and even arranged for Pluto to suffer from kidney deficiency. Not everyone has the guts to do so.

While talking, the two had arrived at the hospital.

As an old professor of Yan University, Wang Zhaoming naturally lives in the best ward of the best hospital and receives the best treatment. However, pancreatic cancer cannot be cured by modern medical technology, and he can only resign himself to fate.

After all, Rong Jiuxiao has a big face. As soon as he appeared, the Wang family who guarded here recognized him.

Wang Zhaoming's wife is a woman who looks like jewels. She looked around Rong Jiuxiao and let him go in to visit Wang Zhaoming.

When Luo Qinglian entered the ward door, she smelled a decaying smell of dying.

When a person is about to die from a serious illness, there will be a breath of death, but ordinary people can't smell it. People of Taoism can judge how long a person can survive based on the severity of this breath of death.

Luo Qinglian pinched her fingers and realized that what Lu Juan said was true, this person only had three days to live at most.

Of course, since he opened his mouth and got through the ghost messengers in the underworld, within three months, no ghost messengers would come to fetch his soul, and even extend his life.

Wang Zhaoming had already fallen into a coma, but because of the severe pain all over his body, he woke up from the coma, even the best painkillers were of no avail.

Wang Zhaoming was already as thin as a skeleton, barely opened his eyes, looked at Rong Jiuxiao, and said: You are... Lao Ling's student. "

Rong Jiuxiao said lightly: "Well, I'll come and see you."

Wang Zhaoming sighed, and said with difficulty: "Sometimes, I feel that euthanasia is good. With my broken body, I should have died a long time ago. To live is to suffer."

Luo Qinglian nodded and said, "Sometimes, living is indeed suffering."

Wang Zhaoming looked at Luo Qinglian, and cried out in pain again, and kept beating the bed with his hands, looking in pain.

Luo Qinglian drew a talisman across the air, causing Wang Zhaoming to open his yin and yang eyes, took out the Buddhist beads, released Lu Mingyue's ghost, and said in a low voice: "There is an injustice and a debtor, the dead do not pay the debts of the living. If you have any grievances, just settle here."

I saw a red-clothed female ghost appearing in the room, the female ghost's face was bloody and hideous.

She stretched out ten sharp fingers, floated to Wang Zhaoming, and said sinisterly: "Old bastard, do you still remember me?"

Wang Zhaoming's eyes popped suddenly, his whole body trembling with fright, and he said, "Ghost...Ghost!"

Lu Mingyue showed a bright smile, pinched Wang Zhaoming's old face, and said, "Old bastard, there are still three months left, let's play slowly. Don't you like dancing, playing big health horses and killing chickens? Let's take turns." come over."

Hearing these words, Rong Jiuxiao felt inexplicably familiar, so he glanced at Luo Qinglian next to him.

Luo Qinglian straightened her chest, patted her chest and said, "The lines I teach, you just say six or six?"

Rong Jiuxiao: "..."

Wang Zhaoming clapped his hands carelessly, and all the tubes inserted into his body fell out.

Various instruments made sounds, and soon a doctor rushed in.

With a dark face, the doctor directed the nurse to hold down Wang Zhaoming and re-intubate him.

"How do you take care of the patient?" The doctor frowned and said, "What did you say to stimulate the patient's emotions?"

Mrs. Wang also rushed in, looking nervously at Wang Zhaoming who was swaying on the bed, but there was a bit of disgust between her brows.

Luo Qinglian blinked and said, "I don't know what's going on, he suddenly shouted that there are ghosts and ghosts, but where are ghosts in this world?"

As if to prove Luo Qinglian's words, Wang Zhaoming shivered and pushed the female ghost lying on top of him, licking his cheek with her slender tongue, and shouted in horror: "Let me go, let me go! Ghost, get her away quickly!"

doctor:"……"

The little nurse next to him was also puzzled and said, "I can't see anything. It's still broad daylight. Where did the dirty things come from?"

The doctor shook his head and said, "Give him a calming shot."

Luo Qinglian sighed, and said to Rong Jiuxiao: "Since Professor Wang is in such a bad mood, let's not bother him."

Rong Jiuxiao nodded, and said to Mrs. Wang next to her, "Then let's take our leave first."

Mrs. Wang also nodded, touched a strand of unruly hair, and after going out with the two, she said: "It is said that people who are dying can see dirty things. It seems that Lao Wang's days are coming to an end. The doctor said, it will only take two or three days, let us prepare in advance."

When she said these words, Mrs. Wang didn't mean to be sad at all.

Rong Jiuxiao looked at Mrs. Wang and said, "My condolences."

Mrs. Wang shook her head and said, "Old Wang has done a lot of immoral things. I reckon that it may be because of the bad debts I owed before that I came to him to collect the debts."

A young man next to him frowned and said, "Mom, there is no need to say more about these words."

Mrs. Wang glanced at him, and said lightly: "A lot of things, if you don't talk about them, it means they haven't happened."

The young man paused and let out a sigh.

Through the glass of the ward door, Luo Qinglian saw the female ghost who was still playing around Wang Zhaoming, she smiled and turned to leave.

"Mrs. Wang eats vegetarian food and recites Buddhism these years, and she basically does all the good deeds done by the Wang family." Rong Jiuxiao said on the way back: "She has deep merits, and even her son is protected by these merits. , turned danger into disaster several times.”

Luo Qinglian propped her chin thoughtfully, and said: "Looking at her face, Mrs. Wang seems to be a person with good fortune. Her son should also have a smooth life, without any major ups and downs."

This was something Luo Qinglian did not expect. However, everyone has their own destiny. If Mrs. Wang had not met the master, she had done many good deeds with a devout heart, so that she would not be influenced by Wang Zhaoming.

Only a week after going back, Luo Qinglian calmly received the news from Rong Jiuxiao that Wang Zhaoming had surrendered to the police.

"He talked about his crimes over the years, focusing on the nasty things he did to Lu Mingyue." Rong Jiuxiao said on the phone: "He also expressed the hope that the court can make a judgment as soon as possible so that he can leave with peace of mind."

Luo Qinglian clicked her tongue and said, "This old bastard can really hold his breath. I thought he would let go in three to five days at most. Unexpectedly, he could hold on for a week."

Rong Jiuxiao said: "How did you do it?"

Luo Qinglian said eloquently: "I asked Lu Mingyue to tell Wang Zhaoming when he harassed him. If he didn't turn himself in, I would let him live a few more years. I have already bribed the ghost messengers to let them collect the soul in three months. , Wang Zhaoming won’t be able to die during this time. He has advanced pancreatic cancer, and it’s better to die than to live. Every minute and every second is suffering. He must not be able to bear this kind of torture.

Sometimes, not being alive is a good thing.

When Luo Qinglian was in the underworld, she met many ghosts who died of illness. They all said that it was good to die, at least they didn't have to suffer from physical torture. There were also those ghosts who went to hell. It's just that the ghosts will never give them this chance.

The same is true of Wang Zhaoming.

"Mrs. Wang is also at the police station and said something." Rong Jiuxiao said lightly: "Mrs. Wang said that Wang Zhaoming had always told her that Lu Mingyue deliberately seduced him, so Mrs. Wang's attitude towards Lu Mingyue was very bad. But after Lu Mingyue died, Mrs. Wang felt that something was wrong, so she went to investigate the matter, only to find that Lu Mingyue was a poor person. Since then, she has started to eat fast and chant Buddha, wanting to pay for her sins."

Luo Qinglian rolled her eyes and said, "Why didn't she call the police and expose Wang Zhaoming's guilt?"

Rong Jiuxiao said: "Kiss has to stay hidden. Mrs. Wang should still have feelings for Wang Zhaoming at that time."

Luo Qinglian sighed, and said, "It's just a pity for senior sister Lu Mingyue."

However, it would be the best result for Lu Mingyue to be avenged and innocent in the end.

"The flowers and plants you raise are growing well these days." Rong Jiuxiao changed the subject and said, "Mr. Duan's birthday is coming soon. When will you come back to practice alchemy?"