Rise From Doomsday Chapter 725: , Ghost Doctor

Suddenly a strong wind blew outside the village. It was a strange wind. In the desert with yellow sand, it is normal to have wind, but it is strange if there is no wind. But this wind is different. It turns on its own. It has a clear boundary with other winds, and there is no intersection at all.

　　 "I have lived the longest time, but say that others are acting against the sky. If you want to be struck by lightning, you are also struck by lightning!"

　　 "Who has let the sky bamboo be owned by the family, and turned the sky tree into a **** of life when he was dying, immortal and immortal, jumping out of reincarnation." A black cloud appeared in the east, and the wind was whistling, but it could not blow. The scattered clouds are half a minute.

　　 "Baiyun Mountain, how did your clouds turn black?" The tornado sound was full of surprise.

　　 "I like it, you can control it." Heiyun said loudly, seeming to dislike others asking this question.

　　 "Failed to rush through, when one foot was about to step into the coffin board, he forcibly absorbed the breath of the rotting black lotus to keep the soul indestructible, but the body was rotten, and naturally it would emit black aura." A six or seven year old The little girl with pigtails suddenly appeared outside the gate. No one knew when she came. When she saw her, she was here, as if she had been here before eternal, and she hadn't moved.

　　 She has red lips and white teeth, clear eyes and beautiful eyes, but her voice is very old, older than a hundred-something old woman, revealing a smell of earth.

　　 "That's it, I said how could I smell a rotten smell." The tornado suddenly changed his face, "You found the rotten black lotus?"

　　 Baiyun Mountain ignored the tornado but stared at the little girl, "Old witch, change the body of a little girl every year, so many years, how many lives have been killed, I am not afraid of being condemned by God!"

　　" It’s too ironic to say this from the murderous Baiyun mountain pass. Back then, I didn’t know who went crazy and destroyed a city. One million, a full one million people, died in the fire. It burned for seven days and seven nights before it was destroyed. The place has not been viable for hundreds of years. The few people I killed are not even your heads. If you really want to be condemned by the heavens, you will be ahead of me. What am I afraid of? "The little girl showed a cute smile, but what she said was shocking.

　　 "Hahahaha—" A thunderous laugh fell from the sky, and an electric light shot from the sky, blinking to the front, was a silver-haired old man, rosacea, big yellow teeth, and copper bell eyeballs. Sweeping through Baiyun Mountain, Tornado and the little girl, he laughed and said, "Baiyun Mountain, Tornado, and old witch, I guess you should come out this time too. If that is the case, it seems that they are all planning to break the boat, but they are all one. People."

　　 "It's surprising that the alcoholic didn't bring a woman!" the tornado said sadly.

　　 "I smell the lifeless smell under your alcohol." Baiyun Mountain is even more polite.

　　 "Drunkard, where is your wine gourd?" The old witch was a little strange. Alcoholics have two major hobbies, women and wine. They are all women and they sleep with a virgin every day. Jiu didn't leave his body. He had known him for hundreds of years, and Jiu Hulu had never left his hands. Even if he fell asleep once, he was dragged with a pile of cow **** on it by the dean of the college, and he was reluctant to throw it away.

　　This time, there is no beauty and no wine gourd. Isn’t it weird?

　　 "I met an old madman, had a fight, and lost, the wine gourd was broken, I can’t put it together, I can only lose it." The alcoholic voice was sad, and he lost the fight. He didn’t feel ashamed, but the wine The gourd was broken, and he was sad.

　　"Here is the old madman?" The three of them changed their faces at the same time. They looked behind the drunkard, but found no abnormalities.

　　"I don’t know if I came here. I ran into it halfway through. This guy was accompanied by a very beautiful girl with a rare body of Xuanyin. I saw that this and my practice just complement each other. , So he shot and snatched it, and I got a meal!" The drunkard was beaten, but he was very proud of his tone.

　　 "Drunkard, you drank too much horse urine, you dare to **** the madman's things." Baiyunshan felt incredible, at first I thought it was an old madman, and he gave him a lesson. Who knew it was the drunkard who took the initiative provocative.

　　 "Hey!" The tornado sound has a different meaning.

　　 The little girl's eyes flickered, and she looked at the alcoholic's eyes with a little more dread.

　　 "The old madman shaved his hair, washed his face, and changed his clothes. The image of his whole person changed drastically. The drunkard didn’t recognize him at a glance, otherwise he wouldn’t dare to attack the old madman." The voice rang from ears, and a middle-aged scholar appeared in the eyes of several people. His figure was illusory at first, and then stared slowly, for about 3 seconds before and after, it was very magical.

　　 has a long body, a blue shirt, a shawl with long hair, and a simple long sword hung around his waist. A thick scroll breath is emitted. Whenever anyone sees him, the picture of a scholar holding a book in his left hand and a sword in his right will appear in his mind, walking slowly along the path, and his reading is passed from the forest, full of peace.

　　The ancient scholars who came out of the painting were both civil and military. The sick and weak scholar of ten years is definitely not the image of a literati and a writer. Reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, and wielding the sword is the real scholarly style.

　　 The middle-aged scribe in front of him is just such a person.

　　"Bad scholar, how do you know? You have also seen an old madman, no, you're on the side, grandma's, I was beaten up so badly, you were so angry that you didn’t help when watching I'm angry, I'm so angry!" The drunkard wowed and wanted to do it, but he felt his waist and suddenly became discouraged. Before he did it, he habitually drank a few swigs of strong alcohol. This was no alcohol, and his interest in fighting was gone.

　　 "I'm on the side. I don't want to help, but I don't dare. If I take action, don't I look down on the alcoholic, besides, if I take the shot, how can I see the blood-burning escape method of the alcoholic?" The bad scholar smiled road.

　　As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the little girl, the tornado, and Baiyun Mountain when they looked at the drunkard all changed, with bad intentions. The technique of burning blood to escape is a compelling way to escape. Once it is ignited, it will be almost impossible to catch up. But the damage to the body is also great, it is very energy-consuming, not a last resort, no one wants to use it.

　　The drunkard's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help taking two steps back, his eyes fixed on everyone, his silver hair sticking up.

　　 "One more news!" The bad scholar looked at a few people, and had a good time to say: "I heard that Chongtong is out of the mountain."

　　 Baiyun Mountain, the little girl, the tornado, and the drunkard all shocked their bodies, their complexions all changed. When the heavy pupil comes out of the mountain, the country will not be the country, and the world will be in chaos.

　　……

　　 "Why doesn't this person have a nose?"

　　"Why are the eyes of this tree one above and one below?"

　　"Can anything create life? Can stones also be used?"

　　 "If you also install two eyes on the back of the giraffe's head, will it be possible to avoid sneak attacks by beasts?"

　　……

　　 Huang Yueyue turned into a curious baby, and wanted to ask if she saw anything that she didn't understand. The inspector's tolerance for him exceeded everyone's imagination.

　　 I know, he explained it in detail, and if I don’t know, he will say that I don’t know, he is patient like the grandfather next door, although sometimes he is blackened by Huang Yueyue’s question, but he is not angry from beginning to end. . But when people ask him anything, they just ignore it, and ask ten sentences, but they don't necessarily get a reply.

　　 Everyone is envious of Huang Yueyue being treated like this, even Liu Wei'an feels incredible, Huang Yueyue who doesn't have any evolutionary ability is the most popular.

　　 Of course, he knew that Huang Yueyue's popularity must have nothing to do with his ability.

　　 The center of the village is a tower-shaped building. Everyone can see this building far away. Because all the buildings in this village are below 3 floors, the height of this building is 9 floors. It stands out from the crowd. You can’t even see it.

　　Gewu Tower!

　　"Is this the place where Senior Ghost Doctor lives?" Huang Yueyue asked. As for the others, although their eyes were doubtful, no one spoke, because they knew that it was useless to speak. The inspector wouldn’t Those who talk will only ask themselves to be boring if they ask.

　　"No, this is where the master works. The master doesn't need to sleep." The inspector opened the door, "Come in."

　　 Everyone's heart trembled secretly, and the inspector said something casually, but revealed a huge message. No need to sleep. It definitely doesn't mean that you don't need to sleep for three or two days, but you never need to sleep. This is almost impossible.

　　As long as you are still human and your body is still limited to the scope of human beings, some rules cannot be broken. When manpower is poor, even if the potential is unlimited, it is relative. Everyone is a master and has strong energy. Ordinary people need to sleep and rest after working for eight hours. Even if they don't go to work, they usually need to rest once a day. If you are a master, your spirit is far beyond that of ordinary people, and your working hours will be extended, but this extension is limited.

　　The more masters they are, the more clearly they can feel the existence of this boundary, which is almost impossible to break. If someone can break it, then he is no longer a human, but a god.

　　Is the ghost doctor a god?

　　 certainly not! There is no **** in this world! God is an illusory existence fabricated by the superiors. The purpose of ~IndoMTL.com~ to fool the world is to facilitate the rule.

　　 Everyone walked into the grid with curiosity and vigilance. Before entering, there were still many illusions, but the moment they saw the scene inside, all the goodness turned into disappointment.

　　 The space in the grid is not small, but there are very few things. Except for a conveyor belt to transport things up and down, there is no extra thing. There is an operating bed in the center, and an old man in his seventies or eighties is doing it. The operation, besides, was empty, with nothing else, not even a chair.

　　 "It's the Tibetan mastiff!" Huang Yueyue whispered to Liu Wei'an.

　　On the operating table, passively operated on a black Tibetan mastiff. It was the one that escaped at the sand point. The broken belly has been sewn again. The old man took a needle and sutured it on his body. Strangely, there was no A drop of blood came out.

　　 "Master, they are the ones who wounded me!" The Tibetan Mastiff did not need anesthesia for the operation. When I saw Liu Wei'an and Huang Yueyue, I was immediately excited.

　　 can talk! And he speaks Mandarin with a northeastern accent!

　　 "Don't move!" The old man gave a soft drink, and the Tibetan mastiff suddenly closed his mouth. Even if it is injured, its size is far beyond the old man, but in front of the old man, it is like a mouse in front of a cat, so honest.

　　 "You wait a while, I'll be fine soon." The old man turned around and smiled at the crowd.

　　 Liu Wei'an's heart was shaken, and he finally understood why the ghost doctors of Chang Yueying and the third child of Taichu were so mysterious.

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