The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 473 A Song of Dingjun Mountain
I climbed up to the roof along the beams that had tied me up, and the old man stretched out his hand and pulled me up from the roof, and then led me across the roof like a civet cat.

When I got to the roof, I saw that the old man was still carrying circles of hemp rope, and an iron rod and a big knife behind his back. I was excited to say something to him, but he waved his hands to silence me. hint.

This old man's kung fu is still very good, he led me to the roof of Shen Juxian quickly, lifted the tiles, looked inside first, and then threw a piece of tile fragments into it.

Shen Juxian's questioning voice came from below immediately: "Who? Qiulang, is that you?"

The old student didn't talk to him, and just threw the rope down.

Shen Juxian is also a well-known actor in the theater troupe. She has also practiced martial arts a few times in the past. Her body is extremely soft. When she grasped the hemp rope, she coiled herself on the rope.

The old man winked at me, and the two of them pulled the hemp rope forcefully at the same time, pulling Shen Juxian up abruptly from below.

I don't know if it was our bad luck or the roof was not strong. The moment Shen Juxian was pulled up by us, there was a sound of shaking of the tiles, and there was a 'boom', and the three of them all fell down with a 'hula'.

The sound of "thunderbolt, clatter" tiles shattered one after another, and the huge vibration shocked the people in the whole yard, and the sound of footsteps resounded one after another.

I am so depressed!Who built this house? It must be old man Shen who was reluctant to spend money on building a house. Migrant workers came up with a messy project, but unfortunately we ran into it.

"No, run away!"

The old master opened the door and jumped out first. I jumped out after him, but saw the master take off the big blade and stuck it on the iron rod in a mighty manner. The knives flickered, and the servants were knocked down before they could react.

This old master has a kind heart, every move is to knock people down, not fatal.

But although these servants are not skilled, they all fight bravely and strike fiercely.

I don't know how many servants this old man Shen has in his house. What is he doing with so many people at home?
Anyway, there are more than a dozen or twenty of them, and they all seem to have run out of the backyard.

I frowned and looked at the backyard that kept pouring out of the servants, thinking that Tong Nan and I didn't see this backyard when we rented here. Could it be that it was remodeled later?
The old master brandished a big knife and took the servant at the gate to run away, and shouted at me: "What are you still doing, hurry up and run with Juxian!"

Only then did I recover, and I pulled Shen Juxian up and ran outside the gate.

The old master slashed his sword, closed the door tightly, and then shouted again: "Run, don't come back!"

"master!"

I roared and knelt outside the gate, and Shen Juxian also knelt outside the gate.

"There are horses at the entrance of the village, run!"

There was another roar from inside the door.

At this time, there was already a servant on the top of the wall over the wall, I immediately pulled Shen Juxian up, spread my legs and ran towards the entrance of the village.

When Shen Juxian and I ran to the entrance of the village, a tall and strong black horse appeared in front of us snorting.

I pulled Shen Juxian up and hugged her onto the horse. However, I didn't get on the stirrup, but looked at her indifferently: "I'm going to save the master!"

Shen Juxian was taken aback: "Qiu Lang, no, Qiu Lang, don't go!"

I turned around, looked at Shen Juxian and said: "Maybe you really want me to go with you, but I can't, the master came here just for us, I can't leave him alone, you go first!"

After I finished speaking, I slapped the horse's back hard, and the black horse neighed and ran away in a hurry.

"No, Akiro, no..."

I saw that Shen Juxian's body gradually turned into a black spot following the horse's back, and the miserable cry turned into a sad singing voice in my mouth.

I walked back quickly, facing the wealthy servant who hurried over without fear.

"Zuo Lei Ju, Lightning!"

I yelled angrily, and a left thunderbolt was pinched, and a servant was wiped out under my spell!
The remaining few servants looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

The moment I sent Shen Juxian away, I had already recovered my thinking, and I no longer followed that Qiulang's thinking.

It's actually very simple. These ghosts used my emotions to confuse me again and again, but I really fell into various emotional disputes time and time again.

This story is still moving forward in the memories of Shen Juxian and Qiulang, but the difference is that I am no longer Qiulang, but myself. I am the ghost doctor Ou Ning. I am helping these ghosts fulfill their wishes in my own way and resolving their pain. obsession.

The obsession of these servants is that if we run away, they want to catch us back, or even kill us directly.

It's not that I'm cruel, but they are cruel to me.

My grandfather said that when facing this kind of ghosts, we should deal with them in the most extreme way. I am trying to make myself more ruthless.

This is an unfair world, so the only way to deal with them is to use unfair means. The same is true for these servants, and the same is true for Qiu Lang who controls this soul with me.

In the face of the remaining servants, I was also merciless.

"Right Thunder Bureau, Thunderbolt!"

Another servant who was waving a blade at me disappeared. I picked up his ghost knife and stepped forward. Float away like fleeing.

At this moment, they also recovered their ghost bodies.

The two servants who were injured by me trembled and disappeared on the ground, and the miserable blood on the ground just now also disappeared.

This is illusion, ghostly illusion, real and unreal, existence and non-existence.

Holding the Ghost Knife, I came to the gate of the Shen family again. The courtyard of the Shen family still swayed with the magnificent national quintessential rhyme, and the sonorous vocals came out from the courtyard, and a heroic spirit soared to the sky:
Master speaks too badly,

Huang Zhong couldn't help but get angry.

At the age of 13, he learned to bow and horse,

Weiming guards in Changsha...

Listening to this impassioned Sipi singing, I couldn't help feeling that even if it is a ghost, this old master is full of heroism, and his spirit will never leave.

Comparing myself to the veteran Huang Zhong, even though he is old, he is still full of pride.

Such a pathetic and respectable person, how can I not dissolve his obsession?
"Since surrendering to the emperor's uncle's command,
I took the Wu Gorge single-handedly.

Slashing the pass and seizing the stronghold has contributed a lot,
If the military master doesn't believe it, look it up in the credit book.

It's not Huang Zhong's exaggeration. "

I couldn't help but opened my voice following the old master's singing, and sang this section of Dingjun Mountain, then kicked open the ghostly gate and walked in.

(End of this chapter)