Xiao Jingyuan and Huang Gengzhang arrived at the Zhong family's house, and Zhong's parents were already waiting at the door.
Mr. Zhong's enthusiasm was mixed with anxiety. "Master Huang! Who is this?"
Huang Gengzhang introduced them, "This is the Brother Xiao I mentioned, Master Xiao."
"Master Xiao, please come in."
The Zhong family's parents quickly welcomed them in and took them to their son's room.
There was a man lying on the bed. His face was dark, his eyes were closed, and he looked haggard and very scary.
If it weren't for the slight breathing, I would have thought it was lifeless.
This man was none other than Zhong Yang, who had acted like a hooligan in Xuehe’s shop that day.
Xiao Ying also followed Xiao Jingyuan. These were all practical combat and observation experiences. The man's slightly terrifying appearance did not scare her. It was just that his facial features looked a little familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere.
She went over it in her mind but couldn't find it. It must be unimportant, so she stopped thinking about it.
Zhong's parents had worried expressions on their faces. Mother Zhong's eyes were now red, and she looked very tired. In the past two days, she had inquired about a lot of news about metaphysics, and she also knew Xiao Jingyuan's reputation in the metaphysics world. She looked at Xiao Jingyuan as if he was looking at a life-saving straw.
He knelt down in front of Xiao Jingyuan with a plop. "Master Xiao, please save my child! I'm willing to pay any price! Please save him!"
Xiao Jingyuan also understood the family's pain. He and Huang Gengzhang helped Mrs. Zhong up and said, "Mrs. Zhong, we will do our best."
Zhong Yang had been experiencing a bout of bad luck since returning from J City. He'd fall, choke on water, and walk into a wall—many times a day. The old scar on his forehead hadn't even healed when he got several new ones. On the second day, his skin began to turn black. After a visit to the hospital proved fruitless, he turned to superstitious remedies.
Huang Gengzhang was also recommended by others, but he couldn't handle it either, so Xiao Jingyuan was invited.
Huang Gengzhang walked to the bedside and took a clear look at Zhong Yang's appearance on the bed. His frown was so tight that it could kill a mosquito.
This evil spirit was too strong. If he was not mistaken, it had already penetrated deep into the soul. With his cultivation level, he was powerless, but he could buy time for the patient to leave his last words.
At the same time, he recognized that this man was the bad-tempered young man he met last time in J City.
He said at that time that if the evil spirits were not removed in time, something bad would happen. The young man didn't believe it and scolded him viciously. Now he is in big trouble.
Huang Gengzhang followed Xiao Jingyuan and asked, "Brother Xiao? What do you think of this evil spirit?"
"The soul has been almost completely corroded." Xiao Jingyuan did not send a signal to Huang Gengzhang that he could be saved.
There was a hint of sympathy in Huang Gengzhang's eyes when he looked at Zhong's parents. Poor parents in the world.
He took out two yellow talismans to dispel evil spirits and stuck them on Zhong Yang's forehead and chest respectively.
"Zila~" Tiny flames appeared around the yellow talisman, and the talisman turned black. However, Zhong Yang on the bed did not react at all.
Xiao Jingyuan took out two more yellow talismans and stuck them on Zhong Yang's forehead and chest in the same way, but the result was the same.
Huang Gengzhang looked at the yellow rune on Zhong Yang's forehead, with a scorching light in his eyes. When would he be able to draw this powerful rune that contained spiritual energy? Brother Xiao is Brother Xiao, he took out so many in one breath!
"Aying, silver needle."
"Grandpa, here." Xiao Ying immediately rummaged through her bag and took out a set of silver needles.
This set of silver needles is different from ordinary silver needles. It is a set of magical tools. It is made of silver frost crystals. Silver frost crystals have the function of restraining evil spirits.
Huang Gengzhang's gaze fell on the silver frost needle again, his gaze even hotter than when he saw the yellow talisman.
Xiao Jingyuan took the silver frost needle, spread out the cloth that wrapped the silver frost needle, took out a thicker silver frost needle and pierced Zhong Yang's body, then filled his chest with densely packed fine needles.
Mother Zhong looked at Zhong Yang, tears streaming down her face. "Husband, with so many needles, will it hurt our son? He's always been afraid of injections."
Father Zhong said, "If it works, it doesn't matter if I give you a thousand needles."
Three minutes passed and Zhong Yang showed no reaction.
"Oh..." Xiao Jingyuan sighed in his heart. He took off the silver frost needle on Zhong Yang's body and replaced it with the thickest silver frost needle.
The silver frost needle pierced Zhong Yang's body. Two minutes later, Zhong Yang frowned on the bed.
Mother Zhong had been keeping an eye on Zhong Yang, but when she saw any movement on Zhong Yang's face, even if it was just a slight movement, she became extremely excited.
"Master Xiao, my son is moving!" she cried out excitedly, "Husband, did you see that? Our son is moving!"
Mr. Zhong was excited, but he calmly reassured Mrs. Zhong, "I saw it, Xiaoyang will be fine!"
Xiao Jingyuan struck while the iron was hot and took out another yellow talisman that was glowing with golden light. He dissolved the talisman in water and poured it all into Zhong Yang's stomach.
In less than a minute, Zhong Yang suddenly sat up with his eyes closed. His face was red and black, and a strange black light was faintly emitted from his body.
Xiao Jingyuan said to Mr. and Mrs. Zhong, "Stand further away."
After they stood further away, Xiao Jingyuan patted him lightly on the back.
"Puff——" Zhong Yang spat out a mouthful of black blood. Xiao Jingyuan then pasted two talismans on his chest and took his pulse. Then he took back all the silver frost needles on Zhong Yang's body.
Xiao Jingyuan stood up and shook his head at the Zhong family's parents. He said, "The evil spirit has already entered the heart and lungs of the noble young master. With my skills, I can only keep him awake for half a day. For the rest, I am powerless."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Zhong's face turned pale and her limbs became weak. If it weren't for Mr. Zhong supporting her, she would have fallen to the ground.
Father Zhong was utterly grief-stricken, but without Master Xiao, his son wouldn't have even had a moment of clarity. Now that he had half a day to say goodbye, no matter how grief-stricken he was, he had to thank Master Xiao. "Thank you, Master Xiao. I'll transfer the reward to your account later."
Xiao Jingyuan nodded and said, "Well, these two talismans, one for you and one for Mrs. Zhong, can protect you from being invaded by evil spirits."
Although it was cruel, he still confessed, "There's still some evil spirits left in this room. It's best to seal it off later."
Mr. Zhong took the amulet with a somewhat dull expression, his heart bleeding. He couldn't protect his son, and he couldn't protect his son's room either.
Lying in bed, Zhong Yang slowly opened his eyes. Seeing his parents beside him, he asked in confusion, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Did my dad bully you again?"
Mother Zhong forced a smile that was uglier than crying and said, "Your dad didn't bully me. Yangyang, your birthday is coming soon. Tell me what gift you want."
A gift? The first person that came to Zhong Yang's mind was Xiao Rou. He wanted Xiao Rou to crawl at his feet and regain the face he had lost in J City! But he couldn't tell his mother about this gift, so he said, "I don't want anything."
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