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Chapter 114 Weird Baby

Betrayed by his brother and finally executed by shooting, it must be someone from the underworld. I became more and more interested in him. There are also underworlds, such as Mr. Feng, who has a great gang of evil forces in the underworld, and he stared at me and almost made me reincarnate. Old evil spirits like the boss of the Underworld Money Bank and Tan Qing, are all his bad legs. After this guy died, did he join the Underworld Black Club?

I didn't ask him where he felt uncomfortable, but instead brought the topic to this point and chatted for a few words. As expected, this kid did work under Mr. Feng's hands after going to the underworld. I asked about Mr. Feng's situation again. He was almost killed by him in the underworld last time. I still don't know what this bastard is.

The background of Mr. Feng seemed to be a secret of the underworld. When Yang Donghao heard this, he immediately became alert in his eyes and shook his head and said he didn't know.

People in the underworld are very strict. If they leak secrets, they will die miserably. The same is true for being a ghost. At that time, there will be no chance of reincarnation. I also heard from my dad that after the ghost dies, it does not mean that the soul completely dissipates, but that some will enter another space. There is no ghost there, but "Tao"!

This space is said to be not inferior to the eighteenth level hell. It is a very miserable and dark situation.

He just said nothing, and then asked him where he felt uncomfortable.

"Here..." He pointed to his chest, "Ten years ago, I chased a little fox. Damn, I scratched the claws of the fox spirit, and almost scratched my heart and liver. At that time, because I didn't know there was a specialty store for ghost affairs, I hid in my grave and raised it for many geniuses. But since then, I left sequelae, and my heart and liver are sore and painful from time to time. Can Mr. Xi help me get rid of this chronic disease?"

My heart moved. Does the little fox ten years ago have anything to do with the fox fairy in Qu Mo's body? I said to him: "Let me look at the wound."

Yang Donghao lifted up a T-shirt with a skeleton painting, revealing a scar on his chest that was as big as a bowl. The scar looks very weak, like a thin layer of crispy skin, vaguely revealing the heart inside, and it keeps rising and falling with the heartbeat, looking a little scary.

"This little fox is quite powerful. It must be a ghost fox that has become a spirit, right?" I asked at his scar.

"Mr. Xi is really good at seeing. This vixen has been good for hundreds of years. I and a few brothers chased it for several days and nights before catching up. But the vixen has a very powerful claw and has scratched all the five brothers I brought to death. When I saw that I was about to kill it, I suddenly scratched my chest, almost scratching my heart." Yang Donghao said cursingly.

I took off two porcelain jars on the shelf and poured out two yellow and green powders. The yellow one is a medicine that helps nourish the Yin body. The green one will not talk about the efficacy. I have ulterior motives and will explain it to you later.

His symptoms are because the fox's claws are poisonous, which causes wound infection to not breed new meat for many years. Only by relying on the thin skin of the scar cannot protect the heart, will the old problems that often hurt. The yellow powder can breed the yin muscles, and new meat grows into the wound and protect the heart.

While mixing the two medicine powders together, I asked him: "What is the origin of the little fox and why should I chase it?"

Another police flashed in Yang Donghao's eyes and said, "Mr. Xi, please don't ask so many questions? I'll give Guiya a treatment. Why do you ask so many questions?"

This kid is very clever and it is not easy to get out of his words. I smiled and didn't say anything. After mixing the two medicine powders, I wrapped them and said to him: "Pre it orally, once a day, once a day, and new meat will grow from the wound in fifteen days. However, this medicine has some side effects. I'm afraid that within half a year, you can't exercise hard, otherwise your bloodline will explode."

Yang Donghao stood there and said, "Is there no other good medicine? I can't exercise hard when I take this bite of rice, how can I keep going?"

"There is no other medicine to cure your disease, this is the only one." I didn't say much nonsense to him, and slapped the medicine bag on the table, meaning that it would be as good as you want.

"That, will it affect me to look for a horse?" The boy asked with a bitter face.

"Of course not, jinyu within half a year." I said coldly.

The boy stared at the medicine bag and hesitated for a long time, and finally picked it up and said to me, "Will the ghost teeth be sent tomorrow?" The fucking boy seemed to have to pull out other ghost teeth, and he didn't need his own. I don't know which unlucky guy to bully.

I said it was not possible, because our store handed Guiya to hold things in the other hand. This is a rule for hundreds of years and never took credit. But I turned my eyes and nodded and said, "Look, you are very loyal and can't be silly. I can send it tomorrow. But you have to tell me, why did you get hurt tonight? It seems that the little fox was caught by me?" I stared at the bloody mark on one side of his eyes. It was only a little short, and the wound extended into my eye sockets.

"Yes, Mr. Xi, why are you asking?" Yang Donghao laughed, "I finally found this little fox tonight and wanted to take revenge, but I scratched it a little bit again and couldn't kill it." After saying that, the kid looked annoyed again.

My heart tightened, and it was indeed scratching the fox. I waved to him: "Okay, you can leave, remember to send ghost teeth tomorrow."

"Don't worry, the surname Yang never breaks his promise. I'll give you two tomorrow." Damn, it's not about pulling his teeth, but he's quite generous.

I watched him disappear outside the shop door, thinking that from what he said, the little fox ten years ago was most likely a fox fairy possessed by Qu Mo's body. Tonight he might have found Qu Mo, but was scratched again. Fortunately, I became more careful and used "Yin Yin San" for him, which was the green medicine powder, which allowed him to suppress the Yin Qi in his body within half a year. He could not use ghost skills, so he could not find trouble for Qu Mo.

It was already three in three o'clock when I looked at the watch. I stood up and prepared to close the door. I heard a burst of rapid footsteps outside. There was no sound when I was walking. Who was still running around the street so late? Just as I was suspicious, I saw a figure at the door. It was a woman and she looked pretty good. When I looked closely, it was Qu Mo!

She squeezed in through the crack of the door, panting, anxious, and holding a baby in her arms. I couldn't help but be stunned. How could she give birth to a baby after only a dozen days after returning from Huangshan? It's not that fast. When she was in Huangshan, her belly was quite flat, and I've seen her body.

I walked out from behind the table and asked her, "Why are you here so late?" But my eyes kept staring at the baby in her arms.

"I came after the male ghost and picked up a child on the road. He seemed to be insane. Look, " Qu Mo said as he put the swaddle on the table.

I had seen it clearly just now. The child was indeed obsessed with evil. His entire little face was black, very thin, skinny and skinny. His two small eyes seemed to be open and closed, and he looked like he was so angry that he looked very pitiful. I looked up at her again. I haven't seen her for more than ten days. Although she was still the same, she was still a little thin. When she saw me staring at her, a generous smile appeared on her face, which made me feel embarrassed and embarrassed. I quickly turned my eyes to the child.

"He may have a lot of yin energy in his body. No matter how much he eats, he will not grow fat. I am afraid he will die in a few days." I reached out and touched the swagger and touched the child's calves, which was as thin as a matchstick, proving that my speculation was correct.
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