After seeing the old man's face clearly, Zhang Fan frowned slightly. This man was none other than the Seventh Master who had helped him complete the system task that day.

Although they had only met once, Zhang Fan had genuine respect for this elder brother.

Are you already terminally ill after not seeing each other for just one day?

I hope the medical staff brought by the host this time can help, and I will take some time to visit Qi Ye after the live broadcast.

While Zhang Fan was deep in thought, many local netizens from South City in the live broadcast room also recognized Qi Ye and began to praise his merits.

[Wow, why is Hong Qigong like this? ]

[Hong Qigong? What are you talking about, my friend? ]

[You may not know this yet, but Master Qi is a well-known philanthropist in our Nancheng Tianqiao. I ran away from home because of this. If it weren’t for Master Qi, I would have died by now! ]

[Seventh Master, it is said that Seventh Master himself is not short of money at all, and he lives on the overpass just to help more homeless people! ]

[Shut up, you idiots, you know nothing. Qi Ye used to be a member of the South City Gang, specializing in bullying the weak. It's really God's fault that such a person has lived for so long! ]

[Ah? A villain! He deserves to die. Host, please don't save him. Let him die!]

[Oh, it's all in the past. Master Qi may have his own reasons, but now he has retired from the underworld! ]

[After washing your hands, you still want to be the gang leader? This is clearly a gang-building, this is the evil power! ]

[Even Brother Funeral has found out about it, which means he is definitely a bad guy! Gah! ]

【……】

Netizens had mixed opinions about Qi Ye. Although they had just heard about it in the live broadcast room, many people had already made a 100% conclusion.

Of course, human life is at stake, so the host will naturally ignore the comments.

After briefly inquiring about the situation, the host immediately contacted the accompanying team doctor.

"Okay, all of you spread out and let the patient get some fresh air."

"Don't worry, the one coming with us this time is Doctor Mao, he's an expert in Chinese medicine."

"Everyone, please make way for Dr. Mao. Dr. Mao, please help me!"

After a brief introduction, the host invited an old man with white hair to sit next to Mr. Qi.

The old man has a kind face and is a veritable Taishan in the field of Eastern Chinese medicine. He has pulled at least eighty patients back from the brink of death.

The reason why the charity program team was able to invite Dr. Mao was actually because it happened to be Dr. Mao's free clinic.

Because he heard that there were patients in the village who gave up treatment due to the high medical expenses, and he also wanted to practice treating more difficult and complicated diseases.

Doctor Mao stood in front of the cardboard. He first turned over Qi Ye's eyelids, then looked at his tongue coating, and finally placed his fingers on Qi Ye's wrist.

When Dr. Mao began to diagnose the patient, the homeless people around him kept quiet for fear of delaying the doctor's treatment.

Dr. Mao is worthy of being called a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. After only two minutes of appearance, many viewers in the live broadcast room recognized him.

[Wow! Even Master Mao is here? This is a figure that moved the whole country! ]

[Mao Shengshou? I haven't heard of it. Can anyone tell me about it?]

[Mr. Mao, you don’t even know that I have saved countless people from the gates of hell with my Thirteen Ghost Needles!]

[You heard it right, this is a real master of traditional Chinese medicine! 】

[Brother Funeral, you have to aim high. Killing this kind of person would be a loss to the whole country!]

[Wait, brothers, he is pulling people from the gates of hell... The funeral brother is sending people to the gates of hell, who is interfering with whose work? ]

[Uh... In front of the funeral brother, you want to pull someone back from the gates of hell? ]

[This is over, this is a direct confrontation between mortal enemies. If I save him, it would be a complete disrespect! ]

[Today, Master Qi and Doctor Mao may... have to have a fight. ]

【……】

As the discussion went on, the netizens unconsciously turned the topic to someone else.

Under the gaze of the fans, Dr. Mao put away his arms, his brows gradually relaxed, and he slowly spoke:

"It's not a big deal, just a minor seizure. I'll give you a few injections and it will heal in no time."

"Uncle, are you telling the truth?"

Hearing this, the Face Changing Brother beside him knelt down with a simple groan, and then kowtowed several times:

"Master, I know that a miracle doctor like you charges a fortune for consultations, but we really have no money right now. Please give our leader acupuncture first, and we will serve you like slaves for the rest of our lives!"

With Face-Changing Brother taking the lead, other homeless people under the overpass also knelt down in unison.

"Miracle doctor! You are so kind!"

"Miracle doctor! You are so kind!"

“…”

"this……"

Seeing this scene, Dr. Mao felt indescribably uncomfortable, and quickly helped the leader, Face Changing Brother, up:

"Don't worry, little brother. I won't charge you a penny for my treatment!"

"Miracle doctor? Is everything you said true?" Face-changing Brother said in disbelief!

"Of course, my promise is as good as gold. All of you stand up immediately. If anyone says thank you again, I promise to turn around and leave without helping!"

Doctor Mao spoke in a firm tone. He was most afraid of others asking him for help, and he was not used to being praised highly.

"Okay, let's keep quiet. Brothers, stand up!"

Hearing this, Brother Bian Lian didn't dare to say anything else. He quickly stood up with his brothers and waited quietly for Doctor Mao to perform acupuncture.

Doctor Mao took out a needle belt from his bag, which contained dozens of silver needles of different sizes.

He moved to Qi Ye's head, skillfully smoothed his hair, wiped it with a towel, took out a silver needle from the needle bag, and started to give Qi Ye acupuncture.

At this time, the host looked at the live camera again and whispered:

"Friends, you can see that Dr. Mao just diagnosed this old man and has started acupuncture for him. I believe that with Dr. Mao's treatment, the patient may recover soon."

The host had a smile on his face, and the netizens were also very impressed by what Dr. Mao had just done.

[Okay, Dr. Mao is a really good doctor. No matter how good your art is, without Dr. Mao's character, you can't be called a master! ]

[A doctor like this, even if he can only treat colds, can be called a saint! ]

[Wow, is this acupuncture? The needle is as big as a hot mom and inserted directly into the brain? Isn't this murderous? ]

[Um...Have you heard of craniotomy? ]

[It must be said that Doctor Mao is a master, but it's a pity that he met the funeral brother! ]

[Brothers, my family also has traditional Chinese medicine. If I am not mistaken, this should be the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles. Don’t ask why I guessed, because I have never seen it.]

[What? Thirteen Ghost Needles, are you going to snatch someone from the King of Hell? ]

[Although Dr. Mao just said that it's not a big problem, I can feel his hands are shaking! ]

[The live broadcast has been over ten minutes. Who is Brother Sangzang preparing for? Have you figured it out? ]

[Sangzang brother, are you asleep? If you are asleep, just row away and let these two people go! ]

【……】

Although Dr. Mao gained a lot of goodwill this time, the netizens' attention was focused on Zhang Fan.

This time, the host also learned from the comments that Zhang Fan was peeking at the screen, and immediately frowned:

"Um... Brother Funeral is in the live broadcast room?"

After taking another look at the barrage, the host had already received the news, and his heart suddenly sank, and he didn't know what to do.

"Um... Hello, Brother Funeral, this is a program to send love and warmth, welcome to our live broadcast room!"

"We have a patient right now, and Dr. Mao is treating him urgently. You should just be watching the live broadcast casually, right?"

"Come, let's see how the patient is doing now."

The host knew clearly that if Brother Funeral wanted to kill someone, he would definitely not be able to stop him.

So, he shifted the focus to Qi Ye, trying to awaken the sympathy in Brother Sangzang's heart.

At this time, Dr. Mao had already injected the seventh of the thirteen ghost gate needles.

The physical condition of Qi Ye has also improved significantly.

His body was no longer shaking, and his face gradually began to show color, as if he was about to recover.

In the office.

Zhang Fan looked at the scene in the live broadcast room and also felt helpless.

He tried it again just now, and the system has been forcibly locked, so he cannot change the video in advance. In other words, in this video, he can only go through the high and low points today.

However, just as Zhang Fan was about to say something, the computer screen suddenly froze.

The picture was still and the sound in the live broadcast room completely disappeared.

"Um... is it stuck?"

Just as Zhang Fan was thinking, a dark green cursor suddenly appeared on the computer screen.

The cursor kept moving, jumping on the people appearing in the picture.

"Hmm? Select soldiers and generals? The system randomly picks one?"

Zhang Fan looked puzzled, and while muttering, he glanced at the comments in the live broadcast room.

However, the message from the netizens in the barrage told him that this cursor... was not visible only to him, but to all the netizens in the entire live broadcast room!

[Digging? What are you doing? ]

[Will it be that whoever the cursor stops on will be the one to be hit? ]

[Oh my god... Brother Funeral, do you really rely on randomness to be a good person? ]

[It feels like a lottery, isn't this inappropriate? ]

[Let’s not discuss the question of who is the one, can anyone tell me where this cursor came from? ]

[Black technology? Or is it the special ability of the funeral brother? ]

【……】

The appearance of the cursor completely shocked everyone in the live broadcast room.

Similarly, Zhang Fan was also very surprised. Is Brother Tongzi simply going to stop pretending?

Didn't you say you wanted to hide your identity?

【bite!】

When everyone was stunned, the green cursor locked onto Qi Ye as expected.

A clear prompt sounded, and a row of large black characters appeared on the display.

[Target locked, lifespan reset! ]

[The roll call was successful. Do you want to open the reincarnation disk? 】

Like the cursor, the reminder of lifespan clearing can also be seen by viewers in the live broadcast room, but only Zhang Fan can see whether the reincarnation disk is turned on.

This time, the live broadcast room completely exploded, and people began to make all kinds of speculations.

"I lost..."

There was shock in the live broadcast room. After a moment of surprise, Zhang Fan chose to remain silent and not make any extra explanations.

Since you don't want to hide it, just be open about it. Maybe you can gain a lot of goodwill.

At this moment, he suddenly understood what the system said.

Just because you cannot admit that you are the King of Hell does not mean you cannot do the King of Hell’s work in person.

After thinking it through, Zhang Fan silently said to himself,

"Open the Wheel of Reincarnation!"

"Buzz~"

A very mysterious voice came from the computer, and the wheel of reincarnation gradually appeared on the computer screen.

Zhang Fan felt that it looked familiar, but this was the first time he had seen an electronic version.

The Way of Gods, the Way of Humans, the Way of Asuras

Hell, hungry ghosts, animals

The six places of reincarnation were evenly distributed on the disc, and the netizens in the live broadcast room were completely dumbfounded.

【What the heck! What the heck! What the heck?!】

[What the hell is this? The Wheel of Reincarnation! ]

[Oh my god, the six realms of reincarnation really exist, Brother Funeral is sending people to reincarnation! ]

[No, what is this? Why is there this thing on Brother Funeral's computer? ]

[Is the underworld so advanced now? Brother Sangzang's computer is the Book of Life and Death, right? ]

[Have you heard of the underworld management system? This is reincarnation, and that one just now was a Ga person! ]

[Okay, okay, that's how we play it, right? The underworld is really keeping up with the times! ]

[So, Brother Funeral can decide where to send him? ]

[Damn, screen recording, it will definitely be popular tomorrow! ]

[Sangzang brother, are you showing your hand? The living devil is online to watch the video and call the shots? Whoever he calls will be the winner! ]

【……】

When netizens were shocked, Zhang Fan silently said in his heart: "Check my past and present lives!"

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the picture on the monitor began to change rapidly.

The next moment, a movie-like sense of déjà vu appeared, playing the past life of Qi Ye.

At the beginning of the scene, Qi Ye was born in an ordinary family, and then the speed is accelerated tenfold.

Then the scene eighteen years later appears, and Qi Ye successfully enters the Police Academy.

A few years later, Qi Ye graduated with honors and was assigned to work at the South City Security Bureau.

On the morning of his first day at work, Qi Ye was chosen to go undercover, and was removed from the Security Bureau in the afternoon.

The scene changed, and the Seventh Master became a villain despised by everyone in South City, and a powerful subordinate.

The scene jumps again and again. Qi Ye gives away information in various dangerous situations, loses his life several times, and successfully helps the Security Bureau solve many problems.

The scene changed, and all the forces under Nancheng were cleared out. At this time, the Seventh Master was 45 years old and chose to resign, hiding his achievements and fame.

Then, it was the days when Qi Ye wandered on the overpass...

Seeing this scene, the viewers in the live broadcast room were completely shocked.

They never expected that the Qi Ye, who once dominated South City, was actually a glorious undercover police officer.

What surprised them even more was Zhang Fan's special superpower of viewing life.

[Wow, you can even check your memory, and you still say you are not the King of Hell?! ]

[Who said he was a villain? He is clearly a hero! ]

[I slapped myself, I was blind just now! ]

[What a pity, such a hero... Gah, ah...]

[Don't be sad, maybe it's because you have completed your merits and you will enjoy happiness in your next life? ]

[That’s right, since there is the King of Hell, Brother Funeral, it means that people do have an afterlife! ]

[This is too awesome! Brother Funeral is definitely the reincarnation of the King of Hell! ]

[Um... Brother Funeral, can I ask you something? You can't check the chat history, right? ]

【……】

Netizens expressed their surprise, and Zhang Fan also just learned about this situation.

I should have opened my Rinnegan when we met on the overpass.

As Zhang Fan hesitated, the screen on the monitor stopped and returned to the live broadcast scene.

Another black subtitle appeared on the computer screen:

[Eight human lives will lead to reincarnation as evil spirits! 】