After walking for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen arrived at a secluded alley.

Yun Qingluo released Mo Beichen's hand, took two steps forward, and peered into the dark alley with a skeptical look. "Achen, are you sure this is the place?"

It's supposed to be a ghost immortal, so why is it living in this godforsaken place? It's too eerie and terrifying.

Xiao Yi's tone was full of disdain, "This lousy place, if it's not inhabited by a ghost immortal, it's probably inhabited by a spirit using a pen."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cool breeze blew by, and Yun Qiaolu felt a chill to the bone.

Mo Beichen nodded, took Yun Qingluo's hand again, and walked inside.

When we reached the middle of the alley, a light seemed to appear at the end of the alley, looking particularly eerie in the pitch-black night.

Yun Qingluo felt goosebumps rise all over her body, but Mo Beichen comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yun Qinglu shook her head. "I'm not afraid, I just find it a little hard to believe."

"Little girl, what's so unbelievable? What, does a divine doctor have to live in the sunlight and be loved by thousands?" A rough voice, carrying the air of a hermit master, rang out.

Mo Beichen stopped in his tracks upon hearing this. "How has the Ghost Immortal been lately?"

There seemed to be a slight pause in the voice on the other end, "It's you? You're still alive?"

The ghostly immortal's voice sounded somewhat surprised.

Mo Beichen nodded almost imperceptibly, then, thinking that the other party couldn't see him, he said, "He is indeed alive, and living very well. Won't the Ghost Immortal invite us in for a seat?"

After he finished speaking, there was no sound from the surroundings. After a while, the lights in the alley came on, and it looked no different from other streets.

Yun Qingluo looked at Mo Beichen in surprise. Had he been to Southern Xinjiang before?

But in my memory, he seems to have never been here before.

However, this was not a good time to ask questions. Mo Beichen took Yun Qingluo's hand and walked towards the main entrance. When they reached the entrance, the door opened.

"Come in and have a seat." It was the same voice of the ghost immortal from before.

As soon as the two stepped into the courtyard, the door behind them was tightly closed, and all the lanterns in the alley were extinguished, including the very first one.

Yun Qingluo was a little surprised. Mo Beichen tugged at her hand, signaling her not to rush.

After entering the courtyard, walk a few steps forward, turn left, and there is a pavilion. Inside the pavilion sits a person with his back to them, dressed casually, with a full head of white hair.

As Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen approached, the man turned around, looked Mo Beichen up and down, and couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

He then turned his gaze to Yun Qingluo, and the moment he saw her, he vanished from the spot.

Before Yun Qingluo could react, her vital points were seized. Yun Qingluo was about to resist, but seeing that Mo Beichen was unmoved, she slowly relaxed.

She was quite surprised, however, that this person's martial arts skills were actually superior to hers, and probably no less than A-Chen's.

A moment later, the Ghost Doctor released Yun Qingluo, sat back down, and then looked at her and said, "You don't even have two months left to live. What are you doing here?"

Yun Qinglu was slightly startled. He figured it out so quickly; he must really have some skills.

Mo Beichen said, "It's precisely because there are less than two months left that we asked the Ghost Doctor for help."

The Ghost Doctor turned his head away, displeased, and said, "No, I don't do business with the dead. Take them away quickly. You all look so young, how come you have so many strange illnesses?"

Mo Beichen's eyes turned cold. "Ghost Doctor, you must know why I'm here. Are you going to break our previous agreement?"

The Ghost Doctor recalled what had happened before, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at the man's leg. Was the leg healed?

So fast? How is that possible?

He himself was not confident at the time and did not want to ruin his reputation, so he persuaded him to give up treatment, but also agreed to one condition: if he could cure the person who came to him for treatment in the future, he would definitely cure him.

So he came here this time just to use up this opportunity?

It's strange that he didn't use it on himself.

Mo Beichen asked again, and even Yun Qingluo could hear a hint of impatience in his tone.

"You want me to treat her?" The Ghost Doctor's tone was somewhat grave.

Mo Beichen nodded. "Yes, she is very important to me. I would appreciate it if the Ghost Doctor could help."

"I can't save her, I can't save her, I can't do this, let's find someone else." The Ghost Doctor looked at Yun Qingluo carefully again and sighed.

Mo Beichen didn't believe it at all and said coldly, "You can't save anyone, you can't even save one. I really don't know how you became a ghost doctor. What can you do?" Mo Beichen's voice was icy.

When the Ghost Doctor's medical skills were questioned, he immediately turned hostile, but when he met Mo Beichen's gaze, he shrank back and sighed.

He explained, "If she were just an ordinary medicine person, it would be fine, but recently someone used a secret technique to activate something in her body, which accelerated her death. There was nothing I could do about it."

Mo Beichen said, "How will you know it won't work if you don't try?"

The Ghost Doctor glanced at Mo Beichen, who stubbornly refused to leave, and said, "Oh dear, I already told you, I really can't cure her, I really can't cure her. It's not that I don't want to save people."

Mo Beichen stared intently at him, making the Ghost Doctor feel uneasy. But Mo Beichen kept bringing up Yun Qingluo, urging the Ghost Doctor to save her.

The two were deadlocked for a time.

Seeing Mo Beichen like this, Yun Qingluo felt a little sorry for him, but Mo Beichen held her hand tightly, and she couldn't break free at all.

Seeing that the diesel fuel wasn't going into Mo Beichen's area, the Ghost Doctor could only turn his attention to Yun Qingluo.

"Little girl, you know your own situation. I don't need to say more. You must have read through so many medical books, but you couldn't find any relevant information, right?"

"The Ghost Doctor doesn't seem surprised at all by these things, as if he has experienced or seen them before. Could it be that the Ghost Doctor is hiding something?" Yun Qingluo said in a deep voice.

The Ghost Doctor's face fell. He hadn't expected that these two were cunning enough to outwit him.

"Why do you have to keep digging into this? I really want to slap myself. I shouldn't have come here in the first place. Otherwise, I wouldn't have encountered such a terrible thing and tarnished my reputation," the Ghost Doctor said resentfully.

Yun Qingluo chuckled and nodded, "It's alright, Ghost Doctor, there's no need to worry so much. We can just leave. However, I was originally thinking of exchanging some tips with Ghost Doctor, since I was the one who cured him, and he recovered in just two or three months. But it seems there's no chance now."

Indeed, they used strong medicine and cured Mo Beichen in the shortest amount of time, which gave them confidence.