Chapter 82 The Art of Raising Ghosts

"You can do it now." Qin Haodong asked Nalanjie to ask someone to find a hardwood bed, and then let Shi Kuohai climb up.

He took out the needle belt from his pocket, put nine needles on Shi Kuohai's back one after another, and then placed his hands on either side of his spine and gently massaged it.

By taking the pulse just now, he has already understood the injury of the spine, so the massage technique is extremely precise, and the dislocated spine slowly begins to recover to the normal position under the right force.

During the recovery process, the spine will inevitably be hindered by the deformed tendons and muscles, but these have been combed by him with Aoki True Qi, and slowly they have returned to normal.

As for the bone spurs that had grown, they were silently shattered into pieces by his inner strength, and then dissolved by Aoki True Qi.

Shi Kuohai lay on the bed and was amazed for a while, this injured part usually hurts without touching it, but now under Qin Haodong's massage, there is no pain at all.

What he didn't know was that the nine silver needles that Qin Haodong pierced just now had completely cut off the nerves of his injured part. Although there was no anesthetic, it was ten times more effective than anesthesia.

The whole treatment process took less than five minutes, Qin Haodong stood up and put away the nine silver needles.

"Okay, the spine has been completely reset, and now you can get up and move slowly. But be careful, you can't lift heavy objects and do strenuous activities for a week."

Shi Kuohai sat up from the bed, put on his shoes and stood on the ground slowly. He was pleasantly surprised to find that his lower back didn't hurt at all, and it was much easier than before, as if he had removed a thousand pounds of boulders.

"Little genius doctor, thank you so much." He said, and took out a bank card from his pocket. "Little genius doctor, there is 100,000 yuan in it. It's a little thought. Please accept it."

Qin Haodong was not polite, he took the bank card and put it in his pocket. He was a doctor, and the fees for medical treatment should be paid. Besides, he is indeed not very wealthy now.

He said, "Master Nalan, is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll go back."

"Little genius doctor, wait a minute." Before Nalanjie could speak, Shi Kuohai stopped Qin Haodong.

"What? Is there anything wrong with Director Shi?" Qin Haodong asked in surprise.

"Little genius doctor misunderstood, I'm so much better now." Shi Kuohai said, pulling the girl in black behind him, and said, "Little genius doctor, this is my niece Qi Wan'er, who has suffered from a strange disease since she was a child. Please help her take a look."

After finishing speaking, he said to the girl in black, "Wan'er, there are no outsiders here. Let Doctor Qin take a look."

Qi Wan'er nodded, but didn't speak, she began to lightly untie her shirt, and took off her long skirt, leaving only her underwear.

As her skin was exposed, several people in the room looked surprised.

Originally, the skin of a girl of this age should be as white as jade, but Qi Waner's skin was as black as ink, the color was darker than that of black people, and it gave a very gloomy feeling.

In the end, Qi Wan'er took off the veil on her face. Everyone was surprised to find that, except for a little golden color between the eyebrows, the skin on her face was the same as her body, and it was all pitch black.

At this moment, there was a dead silence in her eyes, neither shy nor showing any strangeness to everyone's surprised expression.

Nalanjie asked in surprise: "What the hell is going on?"

Shi Kuohai sighed and said, "My niece is also a hard worker. She was smart and cute like other children when she was a child.

Unexpectedly, when I was ten years old, I suddenly got a strange disease. At the beginning, there was only a small black spot on the chest. Everyone thought it was a scorpion, and no one cared.

Unexpectedly, with the increase of age, the small black spot grew bigger and bigger, and finally gradually spread to the whole body. When I was 18 years old, except for the face, everything else became the current color. "

Nalan Wushuang asked, "Have you ever been to the hospital for treatment?"

"How could I not go!" Shi Kuohai said, "To be honest, my brother-in-law's family is also a big family in the imperial capital, with very strong connections and financial resources. In recent years, people from all over the world have seen famous doctors all over the world. But there is no way.

The conclusions given by major hospitals are very consistent, saying that this is a congenital disease, not a disease.

But as time went on, the disease became more and more serious, and it had begun to spread to the face, and it finally became what it is now. "

Having said this, Shi Kuohai looked sad, sighed again and said: "This child is also pitiful. He was originally lively and cheerful, but now his personality has changed greatly because of this strange disease, and he is locked in the house all day guarding a computer. Computers and doors are not out.

My sister looked at the child so pitifully, so I asked her to come to me to relax. I just heard the old chief say that the little genius doctor's medical skills are excellent, so I brought her with me, and wanted the little genius doctor to take a look. "

Qin Haodong understood, Shi Kuohai was also testing his own medical skills while seeing a doctor. If his waist injury could not be cured, Qi Wan'er would not be able to seek medical treatment by himself. After all, the treatment of this strange disease is better than his. Back injuries are ten times more difficult.

"Little genius doctor, is there any hope for you to see this disease?" Shi Kuohai asked eagerly.

"Wait until I see it first."

Qin Haodong asked Qi Wan'er to sit down on the chair, and then began to take her pulse.

As soon as his finger touched Qi Wan'er's pulse gate, he felt an incomparably gloomy aura swept over the sky and covered the earth. Fortunately, his heart was strong, and he forcibly pushed the cold air back.

But then Qin Haodong's expression changed drastically, Qi Wan'er's pulse was very weak, if it wasn't for his strong primordial spirit, he wouldn't even be able to feel it, it would be like a dead person.

Soon he took his hand back, and Shi Kuohai asked nervously, "Little genius doctor, how is it?"

Qi Wan'er's dead eyes flashed with brilliance, and she also turned to look at Qin Haodong.

Qin Haodong frowned and said, "She's not sick!"

"This..." Shi Kuohai looked disappointed. Originally, after seeing Qin Haodong's miraculous medical skills, he thought that his niece finally had hope, but he didn't expect that the final result would be the same as other doctors, and the diagnosis was not sick.

Qi Wan'er's expression didn't change, but the brilliance in her eyes disappeared instantly.

Unexpectedly, Qin Haodong continued to say: "She is not sick, but has been given the technique of raising ghosts."

"What, the art of raising ghosts?"

Not only Shi Kuohai, but also Nalanjie and Nalan Wushuang were shocked, Qi Wan'er looked at Qin Haodong again with cold eyes.

In fact, not only were these people surprised, even Qin Haodong himself was surprised when he got this result.

The technique of raising ghosts used to be a common method in the cultivation world, but this technique was too evil and hurtful. Later, the ghost gate was destroyed by other sects. This technique has disappeared even in the cultivation world. No, I didn't expect to meet it on earth.

"Doctor Qin, what's going on here? Please explain clearly." Shi Kuohai asked eagerly.

"The art of raising ghosts is a kind of wicked way of magic in the Xuanmen. First, it uses extremely evil means to cultivate ghost fetuses, and when the ghost fetus matures, it finds a suitable mother to plant it.

The selection conditions for the mother are very strict, requiring a female with female attributes, and must be a virgin.

It takes ten years for a ghost fetus to mature from planting to maturity. When it matures, it will instantly swallow all the consciousness of the mother and become the ghost slave of the caster. "

Nalan Wushuang got goosebumps and asked, "What is the purpose of such an evil spell?"

Qin Haodong said: "Of course it is beneficial, once the ghosts are successfully raised, the ghost slaves are absolutely loyal to their masters, and their strength is very powerful, which can reach the level of human internal strength warriors.

Furthermore, ghost slaves grow extremely fast, and generally they can reach the realm of grand masters within three years. Just imagine how powerful it would be if an evil cultivator mastered several such ghost slaves. "

He said these with reference to the ghost raising technique of the ghost gate in the cultivation world. In the cultivation realm, once the ghost slave takes shape, it can reach the level of foundation building, and after three years, it can form a ghost pill. If other evil sect techniques are used The method can be cultivated, and the time can be shortened.

It takes at least decades, or even hundreds of years, for a normal human cultivator to form a golden elixir, but it becomes much easier with ghost slaves, so there are people who take risks to cultivate evil magic techniques.

Nalanjie couldn't help but take a breath. Grandmasters are definitely the supreme beings of warriors, and their status is extremely respected. It would be unimaginable to use people of this strength as slaves.

Shi Kuohai asked with horror on his face: "Little genius doctor, do you mean Wan'er was born a ghost?"

"It must be so." Qin Haodong said, "Think about whether she had contact with a strange evil monk ten years ago."

Shi Kuohai said: "Ten years ago? It's been too long, I have to think about it."

"Don't think about it, when I was celebrating my birthday ten years ago, there was an old man who did a fortune-telling for me, and since then there was that little black spot on my chest, that old man must have been the one who planted the ghosts for me. ."

This is the first time Qi Wan'er has spoken since she entered the room. Although her voice was cold and crisp, she turned to look at Qin Haodong, "How long do I have?"

"You only have the last Niwan Palace left in your body, which is not swallowed by the ghost, that is, the golden color between your eyebrows. But if I read it correctly, there should not be much time left, about three or two days. time."

Qi Wan'er said, "The day after tomorrow is my 20th birthday, it should be that day."

Shi Kuohai turned pale when he heard it, and quickly pulled Qin Haodong and said, "Little genius doctor, is there anything you can do? You must save her."

Qin Haodong sighed, if he still had the cultivation base of his previous life, he would just raise his hand and destroy it. And now his cultivation is too low, the foundation has not been completed, it is really difficult to deal with this kind of ghost.

If you have to destroy Qi Wan'er's ghost fetus, you must use magic tools such as talismans, which cannot be guaranteed 100%.

He said: "I have a breakthrough in the way, but there is no guarantee of 100% cure, only 50% hope."

"This..." Shi Kuohai hesitated. He was just Qi Wan'er's uncle, not her parents. With only half of hope, it was not easy to make a decision on behalf of others.

"No problem, I'm willing to accept Dr. Qin's treatment." Qi Wan'er agreed, and she added, "But I have one condition."

Qin Haodong glanced at her and said, "What are the conditions, tell me!"

Qi Wan'er said coldly, "If you can't cure me, you must kill me. I don't want my body to become someone else's slave."