Grandpa had no choice but to take me to Dongcheng City and opened a small shroud shop in the North Ring of the city.

Grandpa spent half his life's energy and thirty years of life in order to save my life. Since then, Grandpa's body has been extremely weak, and it is difficult to maintain the practice of the ghost medicine Thirteen Golden Acupuncture.

Therefore, the two of us can only rely on a small longevity food shop to survive.

Because I have a fatal mole on my back, every three years, the black and white demons from the underworld will come to steal my soul and lock my body.

In order to prevent the ghosts from the underworld from finding me, my grandfather used up the remaining inner strength to seal my Tianling Divine Point. From then on, my soul was trapped in my torso and could not reach the sky. But there was nothing I could do about my feet. Once I

When my feet touch the earth, ghosts in the underworld will feel my breath.

For this reason, ever since I can remember, I have been sitting in a wheelchair, like a cripple, and my grandfather had to hold me even when I pee or go to bed.

Moreover, I cannot see the sun. This is also to avoid ghosts.

Grandpa built a darkroom in his Shouchai shop. There were no windows in the darkroom, and the floor was paved with white stone tiles from Huancheng Temple in Songyun Mountain.

This kind of white stone floor tiles can isolate the Yin Qi because it has absorbed thousands of years of spiritual energy in Taoist temples.

Only in a dark room can I put my feet on the ground and walk freely. Growing up, I rarely went out, even on cloudy days I had to hold an umbrella.

By the time I was 24 years old, I had successfully evaded eight attempts on my life.

But at that time, because I had not seen the sun for a long time, and I mostly used a wheelchair every day, I was so thin that my veins were bulging and my bones were rugged.

My hair is all grayish white, especially my skin, which is as pale as a wall. From a distance, I look like a skinny skeleton of the living dead.

When I was 24 years old, my grandfather died of illness.

Over the years, my grandfather taught me everything he has learned in his life. He also awarded me the golden dragon robe belonging to the Yin Medicine Sect, and taught me the secret method of using the Thirteen Golden Needles as a ghost doctor. I became the 26th generation of the Yin Medicine Sect.

successor.

Before my grandfather died, he stared at me with a pair of withered eyes and spoke earnestly to me.

"Yuyang, although you have escaped eight death catastrophes, your last catastrophe was when you were 27 years old. To escape this last death catastrophe, you need to find nine women born on the first day of the first lunar month.

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You have to use the blood of these nine women to heal yourself. Every time you get the blood of a woman, a mole on your back will turn red. When all nine moles turn red, will your life be saved?

Keep it!"

Grandpa said again.

"After my death, you will open the longevity shop, hang two lanterns at the door, and officially start practicing Yin medicine.

Anyone who walks into the Shou Cai Shop, whether he is a person in the world of heaven or a ghost in the underworld, no matter whether he is good or evil, as long as he wants to help you, you must do your best to help him.

But you must remember that if you meet a person born in the Year of the Ox, even your biological father, you cannot heal him.

And the last one!"

At this time, Grandpa only had half a breath left in his body. He stretched out his trembling hand and gently touched my cheek.

"Grandson, after I die, I will hang up a lantern and practice medicine and give acupuncture an hour after my burial. The first woman you meet who is born in the first month of the first lunar month will be your destined marriage and your future wife...

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After grandpa explained this last thing, his whole body was completely exhausted. Grandpa's hands were drooped by the bed, and he closed his eyes forever.

Grandpa was buried three days later, and the burial was completed at 12 noon. According to the old man's instructions before his death, the official start of hanging lanterns and acupuncture one hour after Grandpa was buried.

An hour, that is, around two o'clock in the afternoon.

I was dressed in filial piety and sitting in a wheelchair. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining in the sky, and I couldn't see the light.

I had to hold a huge black parasol in one hand, put a lantern on my knees, and hold a long bamboo pole in my right hand. After a long time of effort and exhaustion, I managed to hang the two lanterns.

I smiled helplessly in my heart, Bing Yuyang, Bing Yuyang, fortunately you are still the 26th generation descendant of the Yin Medicine Sect, what is the difference between you and a cripple? It is so difficult to hang a lantern, I really can’t imagine what it will be like for one person in the future

How should we spend our days like this?

I pushed my wheelchair and stood guard in the longevity material shop. It has been more than thirty years since the last time a descendant of the Yin Medicine Sect lit a lamp.

Presumably, there will be many ghosts and ghosts coming to ask me to heal them today.

With just a glance, the lantern at the door of the longevity shop suddenly changed color.

Those two lamps are Maoshan secret treasure withered skin relic lamps. They use the leg bones of Detao Master as the skeleton, the old skin as the lamp film, and the wick in the middle is a mixture of human oil and relics.

Once this lamp is lit, it will not go out regardless of wind and rain. Whenever a guest comes to the door, the bone relic lamp will change color.

If the candle flame in the lantern turns bright yellow, it means that the client who comes for treatment is a person from the yang world. If the candle flame in the lantern turns into yin red, it means that the client who comes for treatment is a ghost from the underworld.

Now, the lanterns have turned bright yellow, and the first patient I treated turned out to be an ordinary person in the Yang world.

I was sitting in a wheelchair and sitting quietly in the Shouguai shop. About five or six minutes later, suddenly, an extremely luxurious Bentley stopped at the door of the Shouguai shop.

A man who looked like a bodyguard wearing a black suit, black trousers, and sunglasses got out of the car first. He opened the car door and held the roof of the car with his hands. After a while, two people wearing top-notch high-end suits came out of the car.

, a very stylish man dressed up.

These two men, one old and one young, look very similar. They are both six feet tall, Mediterranean, and have bulging bellies. At first glance, they look like two wealthy rich men.

These two people should be father and son. The older man entered the longevity shop first, followed closely by the younger man and the bodyguard.

The old Mediterranean man walked into the shop. He first looked around at the environment of the longevity material shop, and a look of contempt suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hey! It's just such a small shop, how can there be a master of miracle medicine in it?"

The old man's voice was a bit drakeish, and his tone was full of disgust. His sneaky mung bean eyes suddenly glanced at me.

"Ah! You opened this shop? You...why are you still disabled?" He was even more surprised when he saw that I was as skinny as a skeleton and sitting in a wheelchair.

I looked calm and my tone was cold.

"When the lantern is lit, no one can turn away guests, good or evil. Sir, please tell me what you want!"

The old man didn't speak at first, but directed the bodyguard behind him to hand me a business card.

Rich people like this always like to pretend to do things based on their status.

I took the business card and took a closer look. I saw a few big characters written on it.

Chairman of Dongcheng Huading Real Estate Group - Wang Linlai.
Chapter completed!