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

A few days later, the Taiping Ancient Town became calm again. It was clear that there were countless undercurrents surging that night when the stage was set up, but Tang Long could not find any clues.

The death of profiteer Liu was reported to the big shopkeeper. He was officially expelled from the ancient town's residents list, the shop was taken back, and all the ghost money earned was given to Aunt Xia as compensation.

But the third master who was really behind him, let alone being found out, no one even suspected him at all. Maybe Zhang Chongqing was aware of it, but only a little, so it was hard to fall out.

Pao Ya hasn't been here since that day. Even the restaurant was temporarily closed. I don't know where he went. The Fat Butcher also passed by twice, but he seemed to be in good spirits and not at all affected by the supernatural.

As for Zhang Chongqing, Shenlong was still there, and his room must have been treated in some way. Tang Long could no longer smell anything from the door. Once he tried to push the door, but found that it was blocked. After supernatural treatment, even if it is physically opened, there is no real room behind the door.

For a while, there was no progress in the branch line, so Tang Long could only practice his medical skills hard, trying to be able to suppress his own supernatural powers by the time the thirty days expired.

If this step can really be achieved, then the experience and medical skills gained alone will be enough to take the risks in the conscious world this time.

"But what worries me the most is the coffin. The sounds in my dreams have become more and more frequent and louder in the past few days. I even doubt what I would do in my sleep if there were no dogs barking nearby to disturb me. Some kind of uncontrollable behavior.”

Tang Long frowned and thought seriously when there were no patients coming to the door: "Should I invite Zhang Youhong to go out again tonight?"

"Squeak——!"

At this moment, the door of the medicine shop was pushed open, and the fat butcher walked in again.

This time his expression was wrong again, and he was not as energetic as he had been in the past few days. He walked in with one hand covering his back and the other hand covering his already round and swollen belly.

She looked like a pregnant woman.

"What's wrong?" Tang Long was suddenly surprised, "Weren't you fine yesterday?"

"Ouch... Ouch..." The fat butcher was even helped by a few waiters this time. He lay on the chair and almost spoke through his nose, "Bo Hua, where is your father?"

Obviously, he felt that something was wrong with his situation and was a little afraid to let Zhang Bohua come to see him. He was even more eager for Zhang Chongqing's treatment.

"I don't know, I went out early in the morning." Tang Long replied, reaching out to check the Fat Butcher's pulse, and then flicked it away as if his hand had been burned.

"Oh... Bo Hua, what do you see?" The fat butcher also felt that the situation was not good and asked pitifully.

Tang Long put his fingers up again with some disbelief, then let go, shook his head, put on an expression that said "I must have opened it", and pressed his fingers up for the third time.

Three times in a row, he dared to be sure of his judgment, swallowed his saliva, and said cautiously: "This, this is the happy pulse."

"what?!"

The fat butcher's face changed wildly, and he jumped up from the chair, and then fell back with an ouch: "Bo Hua, don't scare me, how can a man like me have a happy pulse?"

"Of course it's impossible for ordinary people, but supernatural beings can do anything." Tang Long believed that if he had Yang Jian's ghost eyes, he should have been able to see the wriggling fetus in his belly by now.

But it didn't matter even if there were no ghost eyes. He tentatively touched the fat butcher's greasy belly.

"what--!"

The next second, a ferocious outline of a baby's face came towards him, almost biting Tang Long. The fat butcher screamed in pain and almost collapsed.

"Really?" He was dumbfounded this time, "It's impossible. Although the supernatural being I control is in my belly, it's only in the fat. There's no reason to go to the uterus. And I, a man, don't have a uterus at all. !”

"Ghosts don't need a uterus, they can just bite the internal organs in your belly." Tang Long asked, "Did you feel any pain in your internal organs when you went to bed last night?"

He showed a serious attitude at this time, looking majestic and reliable. When the fat butcher saw him like this, he didn't dare to look at him, and he couldn't help but replied honestly: "No, no."

"That's okay." Tang Long breathed a sigh of relief, "It proves that this ghost baby has not completely integrated with you. If it has started to eat your internal organs, it means that your life is closely related to its supernatural power. It cannot be taken out, but can only be suppressed.”

"Great." The fat butcher breathed a sigh of relief, "How do you take it out? Bo Hua, do you know how to do it?"

"There are no ways, but the risks are not small." Tang Long recalled the content of the medical skills at the speed of light in his mind, "According to normal people's methods of abortion or cutting open the stomach, it is impossible to affect the devil. Medical skills and supernatural powers must be combined. .”

"Then when will Chongqing be back..." The fat butcher still looked a little unsure of him and asked, but suddenly he screamed, "Ah!"

"It, it's biting me, biting my liver!"

"We have already started eating the internal organs, we can't delay any longer." At this time, Tang Long calmed down and said, "Let's start the operation now!"

"What, what should I do?" The Fat Butcher also knew that when encountering a supernatural being, life could only last for a moment. Even if he felt uneasy today, he could only let Bo Hua come.

"Just use this." Tang Long said, already putting on his golden gloves, he reached out and pulled out the kitchen knife from the fat butcher's waist.

"Use this thing?" The fat butcher's face changed. He had dismembered many evil ghosts with this knife in daily life. He knew how powerful it was. If he was hit by this knife, blood would continue to flow until he was completely He bleeds away and turns into a mummy or even a ghost slave controlled by the knife holder.

Tang Long naturally knew this, because this knife was used by butchers organized by the king in later generations. He stretched out his hand to hold down the fat butcher who was about to get up: "Believe me, I am sure."

"This is the only way." After all, he is a merchant in the ancient town, and the Fat Butcher is also a decisive person. If he dare not make a decision now, he will have to find a way to install the fetus instead of "aborting" it in the future.

"Mistress, bring the medicine."

Cutting open the fat in the abdomen with a kitchen knife is likely to cause the evil spirits accumulated in the fat butcher's fat to lose control. Therefore, Tang Long had to first use the medicine prescribed by the fat butcher in the past to suppress these ghosts.

However, after opening the medicine box, his expression suddenly changed: "This medicine is wrong!"

The Chinese medicine in the medicine box is definitely not a special medicine to suppress the fat butcher's belly, but...

Tang Long could distinguish the smell of several medicinal materials from it, and Tang Long's heart tightened: "Anti-fetal medicine!"

He suddenly recalled that Zhang Chongqing had said that he had re-prepared the medicine for Fat Butcher and replaced all the medicines on the container.

"The traditional Chinese medicine that originally suppressed the resurgence of the evil ghost was replaced with anti-fetal medicine?" Numerous thoughts came to Tang Long's mind, "Is Zhang Chongqing also involved?"

If the inexplicable fetus in the belly was born from eating the meat given by the butcher, then Zhang Chongqing played a role in allowing the fetus to grow smoothly, so that it would not conflict with the fat butcher's own supernatural power so quickly, causing the fetus to not have time to take shape. The effect of "death in infancy".

"What exactly is he trying to do by borrowing the bodies of people in the ancient town to give birth to ghost fetuses..."

Tang Long gritted his teeth. He really didn't want to believe that Zhang Chongqing was a bad person, but now that all the evidence was in front of him, he would be deceiving himself by pretending not to see it anymore. However, he couldn't help but think too much about the situation. Seeing the fat butcher's face turned pale and he kept shouting in pain, he gritted his teeth and said: "Little Sanzi, bring the ghost blood!"

Without specific drugs, one can only use ghost blood pressure to control the ghosts in the opponent's fat. Although it is risky, this step is like disinfection after surgery. It is a necessary measure.

“Crack—!”

After the ghost blood was in place, Tang Long took action without hesitation. The not-so-sharp kitchen knife with a chip whizzed past and directly cut open the fat butcher's belly.

The blood immediately flowed out in a trickle, but Tang Long had already prepared. A large basin made of gold was placed under the seat by the mistress. As for the wound, what he saw was not the internal organs or bones, but a green black space.

After using this kitchen knife to cut open the stomach, what is revealed is not the contents of the stomach, but a place similar to a supernatural space. The real ghost fetus is hidden here, and of course it cannot be taken out by conventional means.

"Ouch-ouch—!"

At the same time, the Fat Butcher's fat also began to surge, and a pale and deathly gray human face began to emerge, struggling and crying to escape from the body.

These are all powerful ghosts that he has sealed in fat. When necessary, the Fat Butcher can borrow the power of these ghosts and even release a few ghosts to launch supernatural attacks.

But now, Tang Long doesn't want them to come out.

Seeing the miniature human faces surging up, he decisively stretched out his golden-gloved hand, dipped it into the porcelain basin containing ghost blood, and wiped it from the fat wound.

The pale or deathly gray faces instantly turned blood red, and they closed their eyes and became motionless, obviously being suppressed.

"pretty."

Seeing this situation, the fat butcher couldn't help but admire. This move looks simple, but in fact it requires a lot of operation and experience. If he applies less ghost blood, he will not be able to suppress the evil ghost. If he applies more ghost blood, he will probably be defeated. He was directly entangled in the ghost blood, forced to control the ghost blood, and became supernaturally unbalanced.

And Tang Long's move, no more, no less, happened to temporarily suppress the evil ghost in the fat with the ghost blood pressure. Even if it was Zhang Chongqing who came here, he would just do this.

"As expected of Chongqing's son, he is also a talent who was born to be in the supernatural world." When he was happy, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly." Tang Long himself was a little surprised. He just pointed his finger at it, and there was a lot of luck in it. Now it seems that his luck is pretty good.

In this case, this opportunity cannot be missed.

"Solve the Fat Butcher's problem in one go and reduce Master's regret value!"

Of course he didn't dare to reach out to this thing that seemed to be a supernatural place. Instead, he ordered the mistress: "You, reach out and take out the ghost fetus."

As a paper man, the mistress could not disobey his master's orders. He could only walk over stiffly and reach in to grope.

"Crack!"

Then, there was a sound of the cardboard shell being pierced by a sharp blade. The mistress suddenly retracted his hand and saw a baby with a greenish-black body and a pair of dark eyes, biting his arm and tearing at it.

"Ghost, ghost baby?!"

At this moment, Tang Long was shocked. What appeared in front of him was not the other supernatural beings he had imagined, but his old acquaintance.

The juvenile form of a starving ghost, a ghost baby!

"Why, why is it a ghost baby?" His mind exploded with a buzzing sound. For a moment, he seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't connect it together.

"Wow--!"

The ghost baby appeared and let out a loud cry that could almost burst a person's eardrums.

But the mistress is not a living person. He is a paper man who cannot feel pain or fear. He is also partially supernatural, so he reaches out with his other hand and tries to pinch the ghost baby.

Seeing this, a faint blue-black haze immediately appeared around the ghost infant, and it was clearly preparing to form a ghost realm.

It's just that it has just been born, and it is not yet proficient in many things. It can only rely on instinct, and the speed is finally half a beat.

"puff--!"

Tang Long took out the coffin nail directly from his pocket. This thing was later processed by Zhang Chongqing. The aqua regia and curse on it had disappeared, and it became the biggest murder weapon in his hand. He inserted it directly into the forehead of the ghost baby.

Suddenly, the evil ghost lost all ability to move and fell to the ground from the mistress, becoming stiff and motionless.

"Well done."

Just as Tang Long was busy preparing to stop the fat butcher's bleeding and suture his wounds, that disgusting voice sounded.

Pao Ya slowly walked in from the door: "I didn't expect that you already have such medical skills just half a month after taking over the pharmacy. It really surprises me."

"What do you want to do?" Tang Long couldn't help showing hostility, because in his mind, Pao Ya was the biggest suspect in causing the fat butcher's "pregnancy".

This may be a bit strange to say, but to elaborate more, he felt that the fat butcher conceived the ghost baby after eating the most fragrant meat in the world.

"As usual, there is a ghost in the Chinese medicine shop, I will take care of it." Pao Ya showed a smile that tried to appear friendly, but it turned out to be very ferocious because of the ghost teeth in his mouth.

"Bo Hua, give me that ghost."

Where he stretched out his hand was a ghost baby.

"Impossible." Tang Long said categorically, "It was you who ate the bowl of meat for the butcher and gave birth to this evil ghost. What is your conspiracy?"

"Ah?" The fat butcher almost jumped up from his chair when he heard this, "Pao Ya! Are you plotting against me?"

"Don't say it so harshly, I'm just borrowing your belly." Pao Ya showed an ugly smile, "As for what I want to do, why don't you ask your father, Bo Hua."

He licked his lips and stretched out his hand again: "Obey, Bo Hua, give me this ghost. It will become the most fragrant meat in the world, the most famous dish in history, and one that can change the world." Dishes!" (End of this chapter)