Chapter 45 Judge Six What if I were to kill you now...
Every sect and school always has some extremely dangerous techniques.
Once "restriction lines" appear on the user's body, it means that they have paid a considerable price for it. However, if another person voluntarily compensates for the consequences of this restriction, then the power of cause and effect will oppress the other person a hundred or a thousand times.
The stronger the magic, the stronger the cause and effect, and the more serious the consequences of obstruction.
Even death.
Long Zhu slowly smiled: "I came here for this consequence."
Bai He also heard this, his eyes a little confused: "What... do you want to do?"
Long Zhu looked at him and said, "I can transfer the restriction to myself for you."
She thought she had made an offer that no one could refuse.
There is no one who does not want to remove the double-edged sword-like shackles of restriction while using powerful forbidden techniques.
There are even inhumane monks who will capture people and force them to become scapegoats to compensate for the restrictions - but this method is too dangerous. Unless the person being compensated is completely willing, they are very likely to die together when the restrictions are transferred.
Long ago, Long Zhu did the same thing.
The monk who practiced forbidden techniques was ecstatic and agreed without any hesitation.
But in Long Zhu's eyes, the other party's cultivation was really mediocre.
Therefore, the restriction did not cause much harm to her - it only destroyed her body at that time, and her soul was still there, and it did not achieve the ideal effect of "soul flying away".
but……
Long Zhu looked at the young man in white before him, and his mind began to stir again.
She thought that maybe it would work this time.
Unexpectedly, when she threw out this "top temptation", the other party's face had already darkened, and the backs of his hands were pressed on both sides of the wheelchair tightly, with veins visible.
Bai He also flatly refused: "No."
Qingjun's eyes were filled with a cold light. He looked up, raised one hand to his chest, and formed a hand seal. His murderous aura was stronger than any previous encounter. "No matter what your purpose is, I will never agree to transfer the restriction."
Long Zhu's hopes were dashed, and her expression was bewildered. She asked in a puzzled tone, "Since you also want to kill me, why don't you let me transfer the restriction? Isn't that the best of both worlds?"
Without waiting for Bai He to answer, she looked in the direction of Zhu Zhai and muttered to herself, "That coffin is made of the same material as the wheelchair. Are you planning to use these things to isolate the influence of the restriction?"
Not only the coffin, but even the entire bamboo house is made of this special wood, which contains powerful spiritual power, which can ensure that he will not lose his mind due to overload of restrictions.
"That's not the same thing," Bai He also looked at her: "Even if you are determined to 'seek death', I will not use the method of transferring the restriction."
The transfer of prohibitions is a ritual that requires the consent of both parties.
No matter which party changes its mind at the last minute, the loss may outweigh the gain.
After a while, Long Zhu took his hand out of his coat pocket, stepped forward, narrowed his eyes, and said threateningly: "What if I want to kill you now?"
"You won't agree to that either?"
The young man in white curled his lips and said calmly, "Unless I die."
A strong murderous aura suddenly burst out from the short-haired woman in front of him, and a vortex rose in the bamboo forest. As she approached, the sky dimmed and drums and horns sounded, as if the heaven and earth were in the same battle with her, using the wind as scouts and the grass and trees as soldiers.
Bai He also suddenly understood the words about "Xiao" recorded in ancient books.
His enemy is not a ghost, but a part of the universe.
He couldn't see his chances of winning.
"What now?"
Long Zhu put his hand on his wrist, leaned over and asked the same question again.
Bai He also stared at the pair of dark eyes so close to him, and calmly used his spiritual power to weaken the oppressive feeling brought by the other party.
He spoke softly, as if sighing, "Unless I die."
Before the collision of murderous intent could spread into a larger vortex, the vortex suddenly stopped.
Long Zhu suddenly withdrew all his spiritual power, stood up, sighed, and slowly put his hands back into his pockets: "Forget it."
Bai He was also stunned.
"If you don't agree, forget it," Long Zhu's voice sounded a little lost. "If you change your mind, you can call me anytime. I will hear you."
It's a bit of a pity.
However, I didn't hold much hope for this approach.
"etc."
Bai He also spoke.
Long Zhu thought that the other party had figured it out so quickly, but when he turned around, he saw something coming towards him.
She took it, but found it was a small incense tower.
Bai He also moved his fingers slightly, and the wooden puppet Yu Sheng staggered forward, holding the wheelchair and turning him around, then walked towards the shako room. His voice gradually faded away: "As a thank you for what happened before."
Long Zhu stared at the incense tower in his hand and widened his eyes slightly.
The fragrance is subtle, and the method is subtly different from before. It is probably a newly developed recipe.
She suddenly thought of a question.
It was clearly she who was threatening Bai Heye, so why was he the one who made concessions?
But he is not afraid of death, so how can she threaten him?
If I really do it, will I still be able to taste something so delicious...?
But……
When he was about to walk out of the bamboo forest, Long Zhu suddenly came to his senses and looked at the wooden ring on his left hand.
Ah, it seems I forgot something again.
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In town, Wang Tianfu invited Fang Xu and Nan Huai to drink pearl milk tea.
Fang Xu took a sip from his straw and tugged at his T-shirt uncomfortably: "Why do we have to dress like this?"
The three of them took off their Taoist robes and dressed casually.
"My uncle said we'd be more noticeable if we wore Taoist robes on the street," Wang Tianfu smoothed his hair and tied it into a ponytail. "I really envy you guys for not having hair. When I wear casual clothes, I'm always mistaken for a girl."
As he spoke, the shop assistant next to him handed over an ice cream cone with a smile: "Little girl, this is the milk chocolate cone you asked for."
Wang Tianfu took it and shrugged at the two of them, as if to say, "See, it's just like this."
Fang Xu: “…”
Nan Huai used a straw to pick at the pearls and said absentmindedly, "Aren't we going to ask about Teacher Chu?"
Wang Tianfu said: "I asked a student at the summer camp, and he said that Chu Youde had changed classes today and was probably not in school."
Fang Xu suddenly stood up and tugged at Nan Huai's sleeve: "That... seems to be the doctor from that day."
A woman with glasses and a bag was walking down the street. She had her hair tied up, her makeup was light, and she looked haggard.
I have an impression of Nanhuai.
Last time, Liu Dongsheng's grandparents made trouble in front of the clinic, accusing Doctor Zhou Qin of causing their grandson's tragic death. Later, the police visited and investigated the incident and confirmed that Zhou Qin's diagnosis and prescription were completely correct. As for Liu Dongsheng, he died suddenly due to a congenital genetic disease.
"Follow and see?"
The three of them looked at each other, then quietly followed, holding their milk tea cups.
"Do you still remember the Liu Shanxin I mentioned last time?" Fang Xu lowered his voice.
Nan Huai frowned and recalled: "You mean, that daughter was suffering from a terminal illness, but was cured by this Doctor Zhou some time ago?"
Wang Tianfu opened his eyes wide: "Is there such a magical thing?"
Fang Xu nodded, his expression worried. "And last time, Long Zhu also said that he felt the girl's life should have run out long ago. I couldn't sleep because of it, so the next day I found the eight characters she left when she came to pray for blessings and asked the temple master about it."
Under the two people's expectant and curious gazes, Fang Xu stumbled over the result: "The abbot also said that his life span has ended."
"Since the abbot says so, it's almost certain," Nan Huai muttered, "Could this Doctor Zhou be capable of some kind of sorcery?"
Wang Tianfu was shocked. "But there's no such thing as a magic trick to prolong life. The Abnormal Control Bureau has held seven or eight anti-fraud lectures on the forum to dispel rumors about rejuvenation techniques that have been circulating."
"But if it's really a sorcery, then it makes sense," Nan Huai said with a serious expression. "The so-called sorcery to prolong life is nothing more than taking the lives of others to make up for one's own losses. So if Liu Dongsheng died and the little girl lived, what do you think will happen..."
"Impossible!" Fang Xu suddenly shouted.
Zhou Qin in front also turned around and looked back in confusion.
The two men hurriedly dragged Fang Xu into the alley next to them and blocked him.
Nan Huai hissed at him, "Keep your voice down!"
Fang Xu nodded quickly.
After a while, the three of them followed stealthily again.
Wang Tianfu asked in a low voice: "Why are you so sure it's impossible?"
Fang Xu said aggrievedly, "I've dealt with that Liu Shanxin before. She doesn't seem like someone who would rely on sorcery. Besides, Doctor Zhou Qin has always had a good reputation in Changfeng Town. She wouldn't do something so contradictory as to kill and save people at the same time, right?"
"You can only know a person's face but not his heart," Nan Huai snorted, and said sarcastically, "Bad guys don't act like bad guys."
Not far away, Zhou Qin turned into an old residential area.
After walking a few steps, a scream was heard, followed by a few loud bangs.
The three of them hurried over and saw that it was Liu Dongsheng's grandparents again. The old lady was still sitting on the ground crying with her grandson's portrait in her arms, while the old man was holding a bucket of paint and writing two bloody words outside Zhou Qin's house: "Pay with your life."
The noise alarmed the neighbors. The town was small and everyone was familiar with the place, so they rushed to protect Zhou Qin and "asked" the two old people to leave.
"It's you!" As the old man was being pulled out, he stiffened his neck and stared at Zhou Qin with his red eyes: "It's you who harmed our Dongsheng!"
Zhou Qin staggered after being pushed by him, and she just looked away indifferently and silently cleaned up the mess at the door of her house.
The old lady screamed, "God, please open your eyes! Don't let this man with corrupt medical ethics go!"
She took advantage of the crowd not paying attention and suddenly rushed towards Zhou Qin holding the portrait, but she was stopped by a man with his arms outstretched.
The man, wearing a plaid shirt, said sternly, "The children are watching outside. You adults should be mindful of the impact of your words!"
At the entrance of the community, the three children blinked and looked at each other.
Fang Xu: "I just heard someone calling him Teacher Chu. Could he be Chu Xinyi's father?"
Chu Youde sent the two old men out the door, then turned around and dragged out an unwanted rusty shovel from the foot of the courtyard wall, and silently scraped off the solidified paint words on the wall.
Zhou Qin looked gloomy: "Thank you."
Chu Youde shook his head: "Go back and rest quickly, the children are waiting at home."
Zhou Qin bit her lower lip unconsciously. After a long silence, she nodded at him, took the key, opened the door and went in.
Wang Tianfu took a bite of the ice cream cone and said, "Wait for me here."
As he spoke, he walked over leisurely and seemed to trip Chu Youde's foot unintentionally, and the two fell together.
In the chaos, Wang Tianfu picked up a mobile phone from the ground and picked it up with a very deliberate "Ouch".
"Uncle, you dropped your phone!"
Nan Huai was speechless: "...are they all like this in Qingcheng Temple?"
Wang Tianfu continued to smile innocently: "Is that a photo of your daughter on the back? She looks just like you!"
Chu Youde was stunned for a moment, then reached out to take the phone and put it in his pocket naturally: "Yes, thank you."
"Sorry, your clothes are dirty." Wang Tianfu considerately patted the dust off the other person's clothes.
After chatting for a while, Wang Tianfu ran back from afar, his smile disappeared, and he pulled Fang Xu and Nan Huai to run to the side.
"Something's wrong, there's something wrong with this guy!"
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