The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 1087 One Weng

Whether it's Liu Zhihui or Daxiong, it's easy to deal with this old man. When it's my turn, I will naturally be no worse than the two of them.

When the old man Zhang stretched out those ghost claws to me, I just looked at him with a faint smile, and a strand of soul rushed out of my body, drilled out of my head, and formed a black-clothed ghost.

Although my body is stuck, my soul can still come out.

As soon as the ghost king's soul appeared, old man Zhang was suddenly frightened and stood there with a bunch of ghost paws poking stupidly.

In the world of ghosts, there is a strict hierarchy. He is just a seven-headed ghost, no matter how fierce he is, he is no match for the ghost king like me. Under the powerful suppressing aura, old man Zhang began to fear and retreat.

But he only took a few steps back and stopped again.

At this time, his face began to change, which was different from the face changing in Beijing opera. At this time, the old man's face happened in full view of us. His face began to distort right under our noses, and then a wound Appeared on his face, and then that thin face began to become a broad forehead, high nose bridge, fat chin.

When the face I saw in the mirror was completely formed, the aura of this old man's soul instantly rose, Wronged Soul, Ghost King, Ghost God!

'Boom', a ghost was born right under our noses. Its mighty power rushed straight to my face. At this time, it brought me too much pressure. Rao, my ghost king soul had already automatically Even after turning on the body protection of the other shore flower, he still couldn't bear the power.

Too strong!This power is even worse than that of the blue-faced ghost king who just turned into a ghost god.

"who are you?"

I stared at the old man in front of me and asked.

The reason why I ask this question is that although the old man is wearing a boa robe, his attire is not from the former court at all.

As we all know, what people in the former dynasty are most famous for is their big braids.

In the previous dynasty, those who did not leave their braids were treason and treason.

But this old man, although his hair is long, does not have big braids at all.

Moreover, his yellow robe is much looser than the tight yellow robe of the previous dynasty.

That's why I asked this question.

The old man's voice was a little gloomy, with a little prestige: "This king, surnamed Zhu, posthumously called Yiweng."

One Weng, One Weng?
My mind is constantly flashing the history I know, but I can't find any history about the posthumous title.

There is no way, the main thing is that I didn't learn much originally, and we don't specialize in history, so it is inevitable that I am a little ignorant.

But I can be sure of one thing, since the surname is Zhu, it must not be from the previous dynasty, it should be from the Zhu family in the Ming Dynasty.

But no matter if you are an old man or something old, you can't make trouble here.

But even though I am the ghost king, I can clearly feel that I am no match for Zhu Yiweng, and this old man is obviously not comparable to the green-faced ghost king who has just been promoted.

So my soul returned to my body in an instant, and with both hands I forcefully dismantled the wooden door.

I don't know if it's because he is too confident, or because he is really strong enough to despise me, but this Zhu Yiweng just stood there and looked at me, without any blocking action at all.

This made me look at him a little differently.

Seeing me standing in front of him again, Zhu Yiweng nodded slightly, and praised: "When I was your age, I really didn't have the ability of your body. Since you have entered your body, let me enter it too." Only the body is fair, right?"

I wiped off my sweat. Although this old man was wearing a royal robe, he didn't have any airs at all, and he didn't speak in a condescending manner. If he wasn't a ghost, I'm afraid I would really be impressed by his demeanor.

Moreover, this old man has a feeling that I have a relatively good impression on him.

I don't know why I feel this way, but it's there, and there's a sense of intimacy and contradiction in the danger, which makes me even feel that my inspiration is not accurate.

But even if I feel this way, I can't easily let him possess Old Man Zhang, that would be too dangerous.

I shook my head at Zhu Yiweng: "Although I don't know what your thoughts and goals are, I absolutely can't let you possess Old Man Zhang. He has a lot of resentment. I'm afraid he will turn this village into a ghost village."

But Zhu Yiweng also shook his head at me: "Then this matter is out of your hands, because I signed a contract with him, he brought me out, and I sent him immortal, if he can't, I will also be annihilated, so this body The body, I must occupy."

Immortal?

I stared at Zhu Yiweng in a daze, and wondered if your old man has been in this world for too long, and his brain is showing off?Is there anything immortal in this world?

I couldn't help laughing and said: "Immortal? That's against the laws of nature. If you really have this ability, can you still appear in the state of a soul?"

Zhu Yiweng sighed at me: "Yes, if I could understand the law of immortality while I was alive, I'm afraid I wouldn't be like this now. Although I have been dead for nearly 400 years, I myself have I can no longer have an immortal body, but I can make other people immortal, so that I can fulfill my wish to 'anti-Qing and restore Ming'."

Anti-Qing and Fuming?Damn, what year is this, and you are still playing anti-Qing and Fuming?Feelings, your old man has been thinking hard in the grave for hundreds of years, thinking about being the emperor again?

Then this ambition is too big, no, this can’t make you get a body, if you get a body, you can’t immediately ascend the throne and proclaim yourself emperor, and set society back for hundreds of years?

I cupped my hands at Zhu Yiweng: "Mr. Zhu, it's a new era now, and your ideals are useless. Now you are focusing on 56 flowers blooming together. You are still adhering to the old-fashioned thinking, which is outdated. of.

To use our blood lessons, if we fall behind, we will be beaten. It is absolutely impossible for us to let our beautiful life show signs of retrogression again.

So I advise you to get old, stuff your ideals back into your stomach, and forget where you came from. After hundreds of years, why haven’t you made any progress and still don’t understand things? "

The old ghost Zhu Yiweng's eyeballs are about to fall out: "I have lived for so long, and you are the first to talk to me like this. You are not afraid that I will kill you? Although I think you have some cultivation, but your point To me, cultivation is just a snap of the fingers."

Damn, this is the ceremony before the soldiers, the soft ones are going to be tough?
(End of this chapter)