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Chapter 26 The Mysterious Ancient Painting

Dean Du forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and swallowed hard.

"This gentleman..." But just as he opened his mouth, Lin Hai interrupted him.

"Hurry up and see the patient. If there is no accident, he should be fine. By the way, don't touch the golden needle."

After Lin Hai finished speaking, he supported his exhausted body and staggered out of the hospital.

Right now, his headache is almost split open, and he even clearly feels the existence of his own soul, and his soul seems to be very sluggish, and is in danger of being annihilated at any time.

He needed to find a place where no one was around, and ask Tieguai Li what was going on.

After getting in the car, Lin Hai opened WeChat, found Tieguai Li, and explained his current situation straight to the point.

Tieguai Li was surprised for a while.

Tieguai Li: Shangxian, the golden needle crossing the soul, to put it bluntly, is to snatch the soul from the soul seducer of the underworld. The soul seducer of the underworld is generally at the innate early stage, only a little better than ordinary people. How can it hurt the soul of the Shangxian?

Lin Hai was depressed for a while, Ma De, I am a mortal, okay?

Little Confused Fairy: Something happened during the acupuncture, how to treat the wound of the soul?

Tieguai Li: In the inheritance I gave to Shangxian, there are healing techniques in the ghost chapter.

Lin Hai rolled his eyes, didn't he fail in his studies?

Tieguai Li: However, the Star Soul Grass is too rare. Even if there is a healing technique, it may not be possible to gather all the materials. The best way is to nourish the soul with magic weapons.

"Do you have this magic weapon?"

"No."

"Who has it?"

"I've never heard of anyone who has one."

Your sister, what's the difference between this and not saying anything?

The headache became more and more serious. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept falling from Lin Hai's head, his mouth kept roaring, and his consciousness began to blur.

Made, is it just hanging up like this?

So he is not reconciled.

Just when Lin Hai was about to despair, suddenly a very faint white light floated out from the trunk of the car, enveloping Lin Hai's entire body.

Lin Hai only felt a warm air flow into his mind, and then he cared for his wounded soul like a mother caressing a baby.

Although the pain was still severe, it was obviously relieved, and the sluggish spirit was also recovering at an undetectable speed.

"What's going on?" Lin Hai was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Made, let me just say, it really is not a mortal thing!"

Jumping out of the car, Lin Hai opened the trunk, took out the ancient painting won from the bet between Wangu Tang and Hu Wei, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

Whether you can save lives or not depends on you.

in the hospital.

Dean Du personally checked Bald Qiang again, and was shocked to find that all the bleeding points in his skull had completely stopped, and it was perfect, leaving no sequelae.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, it turns out that what was recorded in the ancient books is true!"

Dean Du was completely dumbfounded.

Above the bald Qiang hospital bed, a girl with a pretty face and a curvy figure floated like a ghost.

It's just that the two clenched fists and the frowning eyebrows revealed the anger in Chu Lin'er's heart.

"I'm so pissed off, I'm so pissed off! I didn't expect to fail the first mission. If I know which bastard did it, my aunt will never forgive him!"

At the same time, hell.

King Chu Jiang was squinting his eyes, listening to the report of the recent work by the two generals in front of him.

"This month, there are 7192 new Chinese ghosts, 17 lonely souls left in the world, 3 ghosts, reincarnated..."

"Huh?" King Chujiang suddenly opened his eyes and stood up abruptly.

Niutou, who was reporting to work, didn't know why, he was startled, and the words in his mouth stopped.

"It's okay, you continue to talk." After a long time, King Chujiang sat down slowly and gestured to Niutou.

"7,365 reincarnations, basically maintaining the balance of entry and exit in the underworld..."

Niutou reported respectfully, but King Chujiang never listened to a word.

At this moment, his heart was already overwhelmed.

"Golden Needle Crossing Soul! It turned out to be the reappearance of Golden Needle Crossing Soul! What's going on here?"

Lin Hai lay on the car, hugging the ancient painting tightly with both hands, and fell into a deep sleep, with a painful expression on his face.

When he woke up again, it was already dark.

Lin Hai rubbed his almost cracked head. Although the pain was still severe, it was not as unbearable as it was at first.

Sitting up slowly, and taking a long breath, Lin Hai knew that his life was finally back.

It's so frightening, I won't be able to easily use the golden needle to cross the soul again.

Holding the painting in front of his eyes, Lin Hai silently said: Eyes of Heaven, open!

After looking at it for five or six minutes, until Lin Hai's spirit was lacking for a while, he didn't see any abnormalities in the painting.

"It's really strange. Why can't I see why? When I was choosing a painting that day, I clearly saw the woman in the painting move."

Lin Hai shook his head, but no matter what, this painting is undoubtedly a treasure, and he just saved his life by relying on this painting.

"Gululu..." Lin Hai's stomach growled, and after sleeping in the car all day, he was already starving.

Opening the car door, Lin Hai got out of the car.

"Fuck, what the hell!"

Lin Hai was startled, as soon as he got out of the car, a smiling face came close to him, almost sticking to his face.

"Sir, I am the director of the First People's Hospital, and my name is Du Chun."

Only now did Lin Hai see clearly that the old guy who smiled like a wolf grandmother in front of him was Dean Du, wasn't he?

"Hello, Dean Du, is my friend okay?" Lin Hai hurriedly asked, although he was very confident in the Golden Needle Crossing Soul he used, it would be more reassuring to ask.

"It's all right, I guess I'll be discharged from the hospital in a few days." Du Chun hesitated for a moment, and said, "Sir, what you used to save your friend is the Golden Needle Crossing Soul recorded in ancient books?"

Lin Hai was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Du Chun differently.

"You actually know the golden needle crossing the soul?"

"What! It's really the golden needle crossing the soul!" Du Chun was extremely shocked.

Before, when he saw the acupoints where Lin Hai forcibly injected needles for his bald head, he was just guessing, but now, he got the confirmation from Lin Hai himself, and he felt that all the things he had learned all his life had been overturned.

After a long time, Du Chun swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and said with a little respect: "Sir, then, does that person really have a soul in his body?"

"Soul? It should exist." Lin Hai thought for a while and said.

He had really felt the existence of his soul before, not to mention that there are a group of gods in his WeChat.

Immortals are all real, and the existence of souls in the human body does not seem to be an unacceptable thing.

If this remark was told by another person, Du Chun would definitely scoff at it, and even reprimand him face to face for feudal superstition.

He is an absolute atheist. He has been a doctor for most of his life, and he is used to the life and death of people. Whether he was a high-ranking official or a poor beggar, death is like a lamp going out. There is no such thing as a soul without a soul.

But today, after seeing Bald Qiang come back to life, he felt that his faith was shaken.

"Okay, Dean Du, if you're okay, I have to go. My stomach has been protesting for a long time."

Dean Du hesitated for a moment, then seemed to have made up his mind, and said solemnly: "Sir, I want to worship you as my teacher, please accept me as an apprentice."

puff!

Lin Hai almost sprayed!

what? What? apprenticeship?

Your sister, why is there another apprentice!

Lin Hai was depressed for a while, brother, does he look so much like Master?