The Mysterious Recovery: A Doctor's Tour

Chapter 42 Tampering
Under Gao Tiancheng's skillful operation, the pig was quickly cut into pieces. As a pig butcher, he had the right to choose a piece of meat to take away as a reward.

Instead of choosing the best piece of meat from the pig, he chose the second best piece of meat from the pig.

After packing up the butcher's work and taking off his old clothes, Gao Tiancheng picked up the piece of pork and left the village chief's house.

On the way home, Gao Tiancheng's doubts deepened. He always felt that he was not a butcher, but he couldn't find evidence that he was not. The memories in his mind from childhood to adulthood reminded him all the time that he was the only butcher in the village. .

"You are an old man in the village. You are lame. The carpenter in the village looked at you poorly and gave you a pair of crutches."

"You are an old man in the village. You are lame. The carpenter in the village looked at you poorly and gave you a pair of crutches."

Gao Tiancheng was a little puzzled when he heard these two repeated words, but soon his consciousness was in a trance, and the feeling of being stripped of consciousness reappeared.

"Smash him!"

"Kill him!"

"Stinky lame!"

A few children's voices came from next to his ears, followed by pain. After Gao Tiancheng recovered from the state of being stripped of consciousness, he saw several children standing not far away, holding clods in their hands, There are large and small clods of soil prepared under the feet.

"What are you doing? Go away quickly." Gao Tiancheng said subconsciously. As soon as he said the words, he was startled because the voice was too old.

He wanted to get up and leave here, because those children were still beating him with clods, but he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't.

He looked around and saw his own wooden crutch not far away, and he picked up the crutch with his lame leg.

"The children are playing." Gao Tiancheng said again, waving the crutch in his hand, trying to scare away the three children in front of him.

His memory was a little confused, his headache was splitting, and his tone was a little heavy.

After all, the three children were still young, so they were overwhelmed by the irritability in Gao Tiancheng's tone, dropped the clods they were holding and ran away.

I'm Butcher Geng, no, I'm not, I'm Huang Laosi, I'm a cripple, childless, lonely all my life.

No, I have a virtuous wife, a lovely son, and I am a butcher.

I'm Gao Tiancheng, a ghost master, and I'm here to deal with supernatural events.

Who am I?Who should I be?Butcher cripple or ghost master, which one is my identity?

Ghost Rider?What is a Ghost Rider?Butcher?But I obviously have a lame leg, I am a lame man, I am Huang Lao Si...

Gao Tiancheng felt a splitting headache. He sat on the ground and groaned in pain, and the groan was so old.

The painful process lasted for about half an hour...

He stood up on crutches and walked towards the southernmost part of the village. He wanted to go home.

"Cough~cough~cough"

The coughing sounds continued one after another, as if to cough up all the organs.

There was a morbid rosiness on the originally yellow and thin face.

The place that was hit by those children with clods before was aching. The weather was a bit cold, and the limped leg was throbbing from time to time.

After walking a few hundred meters away, Gao Tiancheng was out of breath. When he got home, he was lying on the worn-out bed in a disfigured way, covered with old smelly bedding.

The wooden crutch in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, but he had no time to worry about it. He felt so tired and wanted to sleep.

After an unknown period of time, Gao Tiancheng opened his eyes. His eyes were cloudy, his face was withered and yellow, with wrinkles all over his face. There were age spots on his exposed skin, and his hair was already full of white hair.

At the age of less than 60 years old, the state is not as good as the old man who just left.

He struggled to sit up on the bed, but because of his weakness, he couldn't do it at all. He encouraged himself to support himself and exhausted all his strength. Just when he was about to succeed, he lost his strength, and his face came into close contact with the quilt on the bed. , The foul smell swept through the nostrils.

After another ten minutes, he regained some strength, and sat up on the bed with a grim expression and tried his best.

"You are Mr. Li, a highly respected village chief in Dongshan Village. You are 91 years old this year."

"You are Mr. Li, a highly respected village chief in Dongshan Village. You are 91 years old this year."

Gao Tiancheng could feel his tired consciousness being pulled by some kind of force.

"Grandfather, let me wipe your body so that you can sleep comfortably." A woman's voice sounded softly.

Perhaps because of his old age, Gao Tiancheng became conscious very slowly, and then he felt dull.

I am... Li Ge, 91 years old this year... Longevity.

No, I'm Geng...butcher, I'm...Gao Tiancheng, I'm Huang...the fourth child.

Who am I?
Gao Tiancheng felt very tired, just thinking about the problem, he already felt deeply tired.

He fell asleep, and he dreamed of a vague building, feeling familiar, as if he had forgotten something of particular importance.

His mind went blank, staring blankly at the blurred building in front of him.

With constant staring, the blurry building began to gradually become clear.

That was the Sly Hospital, and his perspective changed. He appeared in the sky of the Sly Hospital, looking down on everything below.

"I'm Gao Tiancheng, I'm the ghost master, the person in charge of Daxu City, and I'm here to imprison the source ghost of the village."

At this moment, under the influence of the tricky hospital.

The ability of the source ghost in Dongshan Village to tamper with his identity began to fail.

In a daze, Gao Tiancheng saw himself when he was a child, when he was only seven years old, and depended on his grandfather for life.

He was very lonely. Grandpa was always busy at that time and didn't have time to accompany him.

As a result, his personality became withdrawn, and the cycle began. Because of his withdrawn personality, he couldn't make good friends.He is even more lonely.

At that time, Gao Tiancheng longed for friends in his heart, but it was only longing in his heart.

Later, when he learned to read, he longed for friends even more, not just ordinary friends, he wanted friends who could accompany him for the rest of his life.

He would write wishes on colored paper, and all his pocket money was used to buy colored paper.

The colored paper on which wishes are written will be folded into stars by him and put into glass jars.

Until one day on the way after school, he met a girl of similar age who was inside the fence of the amusement park. She handed a piece of red colored paper from under the fence to Gao Tiancheng, who was only seven years old.

At that time, Gao Tiancheng was very withdrawn. Under normal circumstances, he would definitely not have accepted the girl's red colored paper, but under the circumstances at that time, he put the red colored paper in his pocket.

The unfamiliar memory was interrupted. Gao Tiancheng wanted to recall it again, but he couldn't recall it.

Soon, he discovered that this strange memory was being rapidly erased. At the beginning, it was some details, and finally the girl's face began to blur until it was erased from memory.

At this moment, Gao Tiancheng opened his cloudy eyes.

"Grandfather, you're awake." The deliberately lowered female voice sounded again.

Gao Tiancheng had already remembered everything, but his reaction was still slow. The trick hospital should have only allowed him to confirm his identity, and hadn't eliminated the source ghost's supernatural ability.

But this has already given him a bargaining chip to win. After confirming his identity, the supernatural power can already be used.

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