Chapter 144: The world appears in the dark night!

Not long after, the scholar came back with a sword, holding what he needed.

"Second Sister, do you have an idle room here?"

"Of course!" Wan Yanran nodded, "This is a clinic, some patients need private treatment, and rooms are indispensable."

The scholar held Xiaoyun with a sword and went to the second floor and entered a clean and elegant small room.

Chen Bufan began to prepare, as if the Taoist priests were doing it.

Coffee table, incense, candle, cinnabar painting talisman...

In fact, it is a method, which belongs to Taoism.

Many things that are not accessible to ordinary people does not mean they do not exist.

How can things that have been passed down for thousands of years be nothing but false or false?

Existence means reasonable.

There is a reason for existence!

Everything was ready, and Chen Bufan started.

Yun'er lay on the bed, facing southeast, her legs were put together, and her palms were placed on her flat belly.

Every detail has strict requirements, not random.

An inappropriate person may kill her on the spot.

Don't underestimate the art of head-reducing, it's extremely dangerous.

Chen Bufan bit his index finger and pointed it on the drawn talisman paper, then pasted it on Yun'er's forehead.

His movements were very fast, and within half a minute, the yellow talisman on his body was almost covered with.

I muttered something but couldn't hear what I was saying.

Some mantras are difficult to pronounce, and they may be pronounced incorrectly by word of word.

The yellow paper rustled, like the strong wind blew through the woods and the leaves swayed.

In fact, there is no wind in the house, and others cannot feel it.

It’s not Chen Bufan’s true energy that is at work.

But Yun'er's body is resisting.

There are roughly three types of head-fall: medicine descends, ghost descends, and flying head-fall.

The one among the clouds is a ghost descending!

"Little ghost, I don't repent, but I dare to resist. I'll see you scattered." Chen Bufan's cold light flashed, and a bowl of rooster blood next to him splashed directly over.

"Ah..." Yun'er screamed, not her own voice.

A black aura emanated from the whole body, full of evil.

"Hurry and hold it down, don't let her move." The scholar was stunned for a moment and realized when he heard Chen Bufan shouting.

Yun'er struggled violently, with a hideous face and a blood-red eyes.

Fortunately, the scholar was strong enough in his sword and he was able to cure him.

Otherwise, it is possible to break free, resulting in the casting failure.

Chen Bufan was quick-eyed and his hands were quick, and another layer of glutinous rice was sprinkled.

Just after sprinkling it, the glutinous rice turned black.

Yun'er seemed to have firecrackers lit up, crackling sounds.

Finally, my eyes closed and I fainted.

His forehead was covered with sweat, soaking his hair on both sides, and breathing weakly.

A vague black shadow slowly rose inside her body, which ordinary people could not see.

"I want to run away? You have no chance." Chen Bufan smiled.

Immediately bit the tip of my tongue and the blood mist squirted over.

"ah!"

The sound was miserable and then the smoke disappeared.

"Brother Bufan, come and see how Yun'er is?" the scholar shouted with a sword.

"Don't worry, your girlfriend is fine, she is just weak and is temporarily unconscious." Chen Bufan said confidently.

"real?"

"Can you still lie to you?"

"Thank you!" The scholar turned around with a sword and bowed deeply.

Sincerely!

"Don't stand there, take Yun'er to the last room on the second floor, where you can take a shower." Wan Yanran said.

"good!"

It's chicken blood, glutinous rice, dirty.

If you don't clean it, no one will be like this.

"My junior brother, I didn't expect you to exorcise evil spirits."

"Just go to the side."

"My master's wife is so partial, I won't." Wan Yanran shook her red lips.

"The second senior sister is dedicated to studying medical skills, so she has no time to learn these scattered things." Chen Bufan said complimentingly.

"Tsk, it's obviously the third master's wife who refuses to teach." Wan Yanran said sarcastically, "I am worthy of being the master's closed disciple, the successor of the robe and bowl. The master's wife has given me all her gifts, without any private storm."

Wan Yanran just said it, but she didn't mean to eat it in her heart.

The master's wife raised her to adulthood and was already grateful. She also taught medical skills, which was the foundation of her life and the iron rice bowl of the world.

I only have thanks to my master's wife, but no complaints.

"The second senior sister wants to learn, and the younger brother can teach you at any time." Chen Bufan smiled.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in this area. I'm so terrifying, and it's scary."

Scary?

Wan Yanran did not show any fear just now, so she could not say so to give herself a step.

Then he thought of something and grabbed Chen Bufan's ear.

"Hey hey, second senior sister, why are you touching me? How could you offend you?"

Fighting like this often occurs in Qingfeng Mountain.

Who made Chen Bufan the youngest and junior brother again?

"I'm so embarrassed to say that since the clinic opened, I remember correctly, this is your third time here, right?" Wan Yanran pretended to be angry.

"Second Sister, am I busy?"

"Busy? Excuses!"

"I'm almost losing my ears, show mercy."

"No." Wan Yanran snorted.

"Then don't blame my junior brother for being ruthless."

"What? Do you dare to use force against me?"

"It is definitely not appropriate to use force, but..." Chen Bufan suddenly took action halfway through his words.

"Hehe! Oh, Xiaofan, stop scratching."

"Can I be wrong? Senior sister shouldn't bully you."

"Disreshing."

As the saying goes, if you want to forgive others, Chen Bufan will not.

The hands kept scratching the itchy flesh, Wan Yanran couldn't stand it, and turned around and wanted to run away...

In this moment, Chen Bufan touched a secret place.

"Moan!" Wan Yanran made a strange sound.

Chen Bufan was stunned, and Wan Yanran was still motionless. You looked at me and I looked at you.

"Teng!" Wan Yanran blushed unconsciously, as if she was rising from the fire.

"Second Senior Sister, I... that..."

"Hmph!" Wan Yanran said coquettishly and hurriedly left.

They are all adults, and it is somewhat inappropriate to fight like this.

Not long after, the scholar went downstairs with a sword.

"Brother Bufan, how long will Yun'er wake up?"

"It won't take more than an hour. During this period, let her drink some glutinous rice porridge and bask in more sunlight." Chen Bufan instructed, "Your lung meridian is damaged and sometimes your breath will be poor.

"Excessive exercise of power can even lead to life danger."

"If you can trust my second senior sister, you can let her get treatment."

"Of course I can trust it, but I'm born with it, I'm afraid..."

"Can't I tell you that I'm born? Although it cannot be cured by the second senior sister, it can reduce your chances of illness. Even if it is fierce, it will have certain guarantees."

"real?"

"My second senior sister was a master of the double saints of medicine and martial arts. Do you think she has the ability?" Chen Bufan asked back.

"The disciple of the two saints of medicine and martial arts?" The scholar was obviously surprised, "Miss Wan is Brother Bufan's senior sister, so what do you mean?"

"nature!"

The scholar smiled bitterly with a sword, "No wonder you are so young and skilled in martial arts. It turns out that you are a disciple of the two saints of medicine and martial arts. You are so respectful!"

"I took the initiative to make an appointment with you before, and I was overestimating my ability."

"Don't say that, how could a scholar have a false reputation with his sword?"

"The name given by others is not worth mentioning." The scholar waved his hand with a sword, as if he remembered something, "If you shouldn't ask, will the two saints of medicine and martial arts... have they passed away?"

"Well, I've been dead for more than ten years!" Chen Bufan didn't mind.

"Then have you heard of an organization that seems to be affiliated with the lineage of the Double Saints of Medicine and Martial Arts? No one knows whether it is specific and there is no way to check it."

"Oh? What's their organization's name?"
Chapter completed!