I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

After bringing the weird liquid over, Tang Long was worried again, that is, who should drink this medicine?

Give it to the dead head behind you, it can no longer move, give it to the ghost in front who can still move... Not to mention whether there will be any effect after drinking it, how to drink it, put it in front of it and let it pick it up, or just pull it Drink it into your ears.

"Physical contact is still too dangerous." Tang Long imagined himself playing Pan Jinlian and shook his head helplessly. Even if the ghost would not attack on his own initiative, it would be too reckless for ordinary people to directly touch the supernatural.

He tentatively placed the "medicine" in front of the opponent, but Li Gui still sat motionless on the Taishi chair. Even if it was a supernatural item, he could not accurately control Li Gui to raise his hand to drink a bowl of medicine.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Tang Long shrugged helplessly, "It's you who toasted yourself and drank the fine wine."

So he picked up the bowl of medicine and poured it down along the dead man's head behind him at a very steep angle. After pouring it, he immediately jumped back and pushed it away. He took out the ghost money with one hand and took out the poison with the other to prepare himself.

If one's own "treatment" fails and the other doctor makes a fuss, these two things can be regarded as offensive and defensive.

However, things went much smoother than expected. After a bowl of medicine was poured on it, the dead head on Li Gui's back was quickly covered with a layer of hard grey-brown substance that looked like dried cement, and it seemed to be isolated from the entire body.

At this time, the fierce ghost stretched out his hand, pressed the dead head on the back, and pulled hard.

"Crack-crack--!"

The dead man's head made a sound similar to the cracking of stones, and was finally torn off and thrown to the ground.

"Is it temporarily dead?" Tang Long breathed a sigh of relief and silently made way.

If it were somewhere else, he would definitely not be able to let this evil spirit go, but this is the world of consciousness, and everything is fictitious. In addition, he is still just an ordinary person, so he can only let this guy go temporarily. .

After the evil ghost regained his "health", he stood up and slowly walked out the door. He really looked like a patient who kept his integrity.

"Even after leaving the Grand Master's chair, he didn't attack me. Could it be that the effect of the ghost money has taken effect?"

Tang Long frowned and tried to analyze calmly: "Could it be that ghost money is not only given by people to ghosts, but ghosts can also trigger the supernatural power of ghost money? Or is it because I paid money while sitting on the Taishi chair and cured it again? Is this 'disease' the reason for the current situation?"

Before he could think clearly, he only heard a "bang" sound, and a large black wok was thrown directly in the direction of the evil ghost. Then instead of the evil ghost kicking in and being sucked into the pot, the whole pot appeared. After seeing the scene in the Chinese medicine shop, Li Gui was of course included.

Looking at the evil ghost outside the pot, I don’t know when it has disappeared without a trace.

This kind of terrifying supernatural attack is almost on the same level as the ghost peddler's cargo box, but in serious comparison it is still a little bit worse, because the cargo box will be completely closed and sealed within a second, and this pot But there is no pot lid, and a scary enough ghost can break out alive.

But this evil ghost who came for consultation obviously didn't have that ability. He was wandering awkwardly in the pot, but he couldn't get out of the Chinese medicine shop inside the pot.

At this time, Pao Ya appeared calmly from the back hall and stretched out his palm towards the pot. You can see the sticky yellow and black corpse oil dripping from his palm into the pot, making bursts of disgusting noises. Oily smell.

There were obviously only a few drops, but after falling into the pot, the effect was that of more than half of the pot of corpse oil. The evil ghost was submerged in it. Although he struggled constantly, he was completely unable to escape the confinement of the corpse oil. He slowly moved more and more. Coming slower and slower.

Pao Ya took out another pale dead bone and scratched it against the bottom of the pot. A faint phosphorus fire suddenly burned. This fire had no temperature at all and even made people feel cold. However, the oil in the pot boiled instantly.

The scene in front of me was simply like the "fried ghost" in folklore. The fierce ghost was rising and falling in the hot oil, and soon it was wrapped in a dark yellow shell and sank to the bottom without moving.

Tang Long noticed that when the hot oil in the pot was boiling, the handle of the pot also showed an astonishing blazing red color. It should be very hot, but Pao Ya's hands were covered with a layer of corpse oil, and he picked up the pot as if no one was watching. The other hand wrapped in corpse oil reached into the hot oil and fished out the dead ghost that looked like fried spring rolls... Then, he opened his mouth and chewed the "fried spring rolls". "Spring rolls", eating them with gusto, with a comfortable expression on his face as he enjoys the food.

"Ghost tooth..."

However, Tang Long saw a familiar ghost from this guy's mouth.

It belonged to Ye Feng at first, but was later devoured by the starving ghost, and now the ghost tooth grows in Lao Zhou's mouth!

When he was frying the ghost, the disgusting smell of corpses came from the pot. Now when he eats it like this, it is like breaking the bag that is wrapped in the smell. This smell... the dog will want to vomit if he smells it. .

"Pao Ya, how many times have I warned you." At this time, a dissatisfied voice came from outside the front hall door, "Don't cook in the medicine shop, we can't buy medicine."

When Pao Ya was cooking, he looked completely unscrupulous and unconcerned. Not to mention Zhang Bohua played by Tang Long, even Zhang Chongqing in the back hall didn't care much.

But when he heard the sound, he frowned and left quickly with the pot in hand.

"I'm not ashamed."

The woman in bright red outside the door snorted coldly, took out the handkerchief and waved it, and the smell in the air was immediately wiped away.

Tang Long could see clearly that the red handkerchief in her hand was clearly the one Zhang Youhong used later. It was the handkerchief in her hand when she briefly returned to her heyday on Ghost Lake.

Coupled with the layers of clothes wrapped under the red robe, Tang Long already knew her identity even though he didn't know her name.

"The owner of the tailor shop?"

He hurriedly lowered his head and flipped through a few pages, confirming what medicine the other party needed and which medicine cabinet it was in, and prepared to get it.

"Bo Hua, don't rush to get the medicine. I'm fine."

The woman looks to be in her forties, but she is well-maintained. She smells like a lady from a wealthy family and has a friendly smile on her face.

"This time, I'm here to invite you to have dinner at home tonight."

"This, this is not appropriate." Tang Long didn't dare to attend the banquet. He didn't know anyone in the entire ancient town. Sitting at the same table with the woman in red, he was afraid that his secret would be revealed in just a few words.

Besides, why did you just call me master instead of daddy for dinner? Do you want an old cow to eat tender grass?

But soon, Tang Long realized that his thoughts were too evil.

"Hey, why are you so polite to Aunt Xia?"

The woman in red blinked at Tang Long: "Our Yue Lian will marry you sooner or later. We just need a matchmaker to propose marriage."

"Yuelian?"

Tang Long's heart twitched: "The Yue Lian who once controlled the ghost painting? The mummy bride Yue Lian who corresponds to the ghost groom Mr. Qin?!" (End of this chapter)