Weird: I can simulate fate

Chapter 32 Electric shock therapy, the woman in the painting

Xu Ye is comprehending and consolidating his practice gains at home.

Zhao Ziyin hurried in.

Anxiously said: "Brother Xu is not well, something happened to my uncle!"

"Where is the man?"

"at home."

"Talk while you walk."

Xu Ye carried Zhao Ziyin, gathered his legs together, climbed the wall and stepped on the house, and rushed towards Zhao Dezhu's house.

to the place.

Zhao Dezhu's situation is more serious than what Ziyin described.

The whole person was twisted into a weird posture lying on the bed, his eyes protruded as if they were going to protrude from their sockets, and there was a silly smile on his face.

Breathing is vaguely present, and there is no response to shouting and patting.

This kind of state is by no means unusual, and nine out of ten are caused by strange things.

Xu Ye's face was livid.

Zhao Ziyin sweated profusely, and said: "The doctor came and said that my uncle suffered from a loss of soul due to excessive fright. This kind of disease cannot be cured. Let me prepare for the funeral."

Xu Ye reassured him: "Don't panic, the doctor is probably talking nonsense to cheat some money for the consultation, I will find a way to save your uncle."

Zhao Ziyin got this sentence, and he settled down quickly.

Since elder brother Xu said there is a way, then uncle must be fine.

But in fact, Xu Ye had nothing to do.

Perceived to the extreme, explored several times.

There is no obvious damage to the body, the biggest trouble is that the heartbeat is extremely slow, almost stagnant.

If the heartbeat cannot be restored as soon as possible, the brain will be severely damaged in a short time, and even if it can be revived, the person will already be stupid.

What should I do?
Xu Ye was expressionless and looked calm, but in fact he was extremely uncertain.

heartbeat...heart...

He suddenly remembered that he had seen something called a cardiac defibrillator in his previous life, which should roughly stimulate the heartbeat with high voltage.

But how high the voltage is, how much current is, and such details, Xu Ye doesn't know anything.

Zhao Dezhu's heartbeat slowed down further, to the point where ordinary people only beat once every three to five breaths.

Xu Ye gritted his teeth.

The situation is critical, I can't take care of so much, I can only try my best.

"Ziyin, you go to the door and wait, the treatment process cannot be disturbed."

"Yes."

Although Zhao Ziyin was puzzled, he didn't dare to say anything, and went out to wait honestly.

Xu Ye immediately started the fourth main thread simulation today.

Regardless of checking the initial destiny, set the simulation condition to "try to stimulate Zhao Dezhu's heartbeat with the power of thunder".

Cut the flesh and let the blood out, start the operation.

【…】

[Day [-]: You controlled the power of thunder very carefully. After many attempts, although [-]% of Zhao Dezhu's flesh was burnt, his heartbeat returned to normal smoothly. 】

【…】

"It's done!"

Xu Ye clenched his fists.

Immediately extract and absorb relevant experience.

"Thirty percent of the skin and flesh are burnt, which should be related to too many attempts. As long as the most reasonable intensity can be grasped, the damage will not be too great."

With a thought, the power of thunder gathers in both hands.

In an instant, the electric current jumped on the palm of the hand, reflecting the room into a blue sky.

Xu Ye kept adjusting the strength of the Thunder Force until it was consistent with the simulation process.

It slapped Zhao Dezhu's chest, and then quickly retracted.

"Boom"

Zhao Dezhu bounced up like a boiled shrimp, and collapsed again in a blink of an eye.

There was a smell of burnt hair.

Xu Ye felt it again and found that his heartbeat had increased a bit.

I am delighted.

"Come again, you support me."

Another shot.

"Boom"

The burnt smell is getting worse.

When Xu Ye was about to come for the third time, Zhao Dezhu sat up abruptly, looking around with dazed eyes.

Weakly said: "It smells so good, who is roasting pig's trotters?"

Xu Ye raised his hand and slapped him.

Then he laughed and said, "Pig trotter, you almost died just now, and you still want to eat?"

Zhao Ziyin rushed in with a look of surprise.

"Uncle, you're awake, that's great, woo woo..."

Weeping with joy for a while.

Zhao Dezhu was still in a daze, "I... came out of the painting? Boss, did you rescue me?"

Xu Ye waved his hand.

"It's your fate this time, otherwise I'd be familiar with it long ago, and I'll save myself the trouble. Tell me, what happened?"

Zhao Dezhu licked his lips.

With a weird expression, he whispered: "Boss, there is an ancient painting in the wooden box you let me keep, and there is a beautiful female ghost in the painting."

"and then?"

"And then... I can't remember."

Xu Ye frowned.

I originally planned to find out the origin and make arrangements, but I didn't expect that my brother who almost killed me, it seems that the painting can't be kept.

"Where do you keep the painting? There's something wrong with that thing, I have to destroy it immediately."

Zhao Dezhu was suddenly panicked, he hesitated and said nothing.

Xu Ye was puzzled.

Asked: "What's the matter? Could it be that the painting was lost?"

"no……"

Zhao Dezhu had a bitter face, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Boss, can you be merciful, that girl has never harmed me."

Xu Ye became more and more puzzled when he heard this.

"Your heartbeat is almost gone, so it didn't hurt you?"

Zhao Dezhu scratched his head, his expression became more and more bitter.

Cautiously said: "That female ghost is just a hard-working person, she really never harmed me, I really can't remember anything else."

Xu Ye was in a fog.

Is this guy confused by the weird thing, or is there something else hidden in it?
After deliberating for a while, he said, "I promise you that you won't destroy that painting, but it's not safe to stay here with you. I have to keep it myself."

Zhao Dezhu breathed a sigh of relief.

The boss never lied to his own people, so the ancient painting was preserved.

He took out the wooden box and handed it over, "Thank you, Boss, for your understanding. I also wonder what happened."

Xu Ye opened it to check.

After confirming that it was correct, Mo Ming suddenly asked: "Dezhu, in May last year, you didn't bring enough money for drinking flower wine, and was detained by Miaochunfang, and everyone pooled money to fish you out, do you remember?" ?”

Zhao Dezhu pondered for a long time, and he was a little uncertain: "Boss, why do I remember that it was you..."

Xu Ye smiled.

"Take a good rest, I'll go back first."

"Yes."

Go home.

Xu Ye sighed.

Zhao Dezhu's accident made him vigilant, he must find a way to improve the cultivation level of his brothers as soon as possible, otherwise he will not be as lucky as this time when he encounters strange things and evil spirits again.

Take out the ancient painting, spread it out and put it on the table.

Move a chair and sit by a candle.

Viciously said: "Come out, hurt my brother, no matter whether it is intentional or unintentional, what can I do if I don't chop you a few times?"

In an instant, a black mist flowed out from the painting, dyeing the surrounding area into pitch black.

All the furnishings in the house quickly disappeared from Xu Ye's perception.

Gradually, even the walls and eaves disappeared.

There was light rain falling.

Before getting close, it was shaken away, and a faint scent of ink wafted out.

The ink fades.

Xu Ye was already in a bamboo forest.

A beautiful woman with a red silk around her neck, stepped lightly on her bare feet, and came slowly.

The rain splashed mud spots, but did not leave half of her body.

The red silk stretches for an unknown distance, adding a touch of brilliance to the bamboo forest.

Walking closer, Yingying bowed down.

"My slave, He Wanyin, has met a distinguished guest from the Heavenly God."

Xu Ye swallowed.

Obediently, this little girl looks really strong!

(End of this chapter)