Chapter 67: Live Ascension Day 67: The seriously ill child is silent...
This is a monk who came to the Ghost Market to seek medical treatment.
What I want is that child.
All the 'people' in the ghost market were already staring at this family before they even entered the ghost market.
pity.
The ghost market has its own rules.
Otherwise, they would have rushed over and divided the two Nascent Soul cultivators up long ago.
So what if their cultivation level is not low? There are so many ghosts among them!
With just two people like this and a little one, it's not enough for them to fill their gaps...
That’s what I thought.
In fact, the ghosts around were drooling.
This is a Nascent Soul cultivator. Take a bite and the taste is so delicious!
As for the children brought by the two monks.
Anyone with a little bit of knowledge could see that the child had no life at all.
The soul also dimmed and almost disappeared.
The meat may not be tender, and you might choke if you eat it.
For some ghosts with some strength and taste, there is no point in tasting that child at all.
At most, it will become bait to catch monks.
…
Several stalls in the ghost market rolled up their cloth covers, and several stores quickly closed.
Less than half a cup of tea.
The stalls were reopened and the shops were reopened. No matter what business they were running before, after this, they were all ghost doctors.
The kind that specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases.
Many ghosts watched these actions coldly, and some even laughed coldly.
Which monk doesn’t want to eat!
I just don't know if these people who changed their careers have the toughness to chew the chew.
Soon, the couple and their child walked towards the stall closest to them.
It's like he doesn't want to miss any hope.
He walked forward eagerly.
The deceitful ghost had already put on the gentle face of a human doctor.
But the words he spoke were filled with a hint of coldness: "We don't sell on credit in this shop. I'll pay the consultation fee myself..."
The wife was a little nervous when she heard this.
She hesitated for a moment, leaning against her husband. Then she stretched out her hand, revealing her slender, fair wrist, and said, "Then please take a look at me first. Is there anything wrong with me?"
The ghost behind the stall smiled.
It naturally knew that this female cultivator did not trust itself?
So what?
It would be better to treat this woman, and it would be more convenient to collect the 'medical fee' then.
The ghost imitated the doctors and medical practitioners he had seen before and touched the female practitioner's wrist.
The claws stabbed down.
At the same time, he said: "The consultation fee is your flesh and blood..."
The words haven't been finished yet.
The ghost's claws missed and he was hit on the head by a bench.
The originally human-like head was not only tilted, but also had a big hole in it, and black, evil blood was flowing out continuously.
Just as it was about to attack the person in anger, it heard the female cultivator shouting loudly.
"How can you charge me for a consultation when you haven't even examined me? And you can't even take my pulse! And your hands aren't clean, you're clearly trying to molest me!"
The wife was very angry.
He continued to question loudly, "Is this how you do business in the Ghost Market? Is there no one to supervise you? If so, I will spread the word that you, the Ghost Market, are bullying people by opening your doors for business!"
As soon as the words came out.
The ghost who still wanted to attack the female cultivator saw the patrolling ghost walking towards this side.
Even after gritting his teeth, he could only lower his head and say, "Of course I have to charge you for your medical treatment. Isn't it the same whether I charge you early or late?"
"You'll take it after you've seen it. Even if the money is settled, there should be something for the goods! Just tell me if you wanted to touch my wrist just now. Don't bully us outsiders."
The wife snorted coldly.
He slammed the remaining table leg onto the table and said, "Pay me compensation! You're so reckless, you scared me to death, and it makes me doubt whether transactions in your ghost market can really be completed in full! You have to compensate me for my psychological loss. Do you know what psychological loss is? It means you wasted my time and scared me..."
This is the first time someone has caused trouble in the ghost market.
Even those ghosts who don't pay much attention to people came out to watch the fun.
The more I listened, the more I felt that this female cultivator was powerful.
I've only seen ghosts blackmailing people, but I've never seen people blackmailing ghosts.
Today is really unique.
"Don't slander me!" The ghost was so angry that he used idioms, and the blood in his brain flowed faster.
"Okay! Okay, this is the ghost market here. Let's go to another ghost market to see if this disease is good!"
The wife was still angry. She pulled her silent husband, who was holding the child, and turned away.
"Stay."
The ghost market guard who was dragging a large chain received instructions and stopped two people to repair it.
He also doesn't care about the vigilance of other cultivators.
The chain was fastened around the neck of the ghost on the stall, and it was pulled, and its mouth opened and it ate quickly.
Then the chain moved again, dragging out a box full of ghost coins from under the stall and placing it in front of the two cultivators.
"Those who do not follow the rules of the Ghost Market will be killed. In your heart... make compensation. Now that the matter is done, no further disturbances are allowed. Otherwise, I will kill you."
The guard finished.
Without waiting for an answer, he dragged the chain away.
A shrew on earth!
A tough bone to chew!
The ghosts had some understanding of the female cultivator, but few of them retreated.
The stall is still there, just waiting for the other party to come.
The wife was not panicked either.
After carefully putting away the ghost coins, she dragged her honest husband to the next stall with the strange word "Medicine" hanging on it.
The ghost behind the stall was well prepared.
Since the payment must be made in full, it will provide treatment first and then charge.
This won't alert the guards again, right?
Good idea.
It took my pulse in a serious manner and said, "Your illness is not a mild one..."
He didn't finish his words.
The wife slapped the old ghost wood of the stall and cracked it.
He angrily scolded: "Quack! I am not sick at all, I am perfectly healthy! You don't even know where the Cun, Guan, and Chi points are when taking a pulse, how can you treat me? You are just a ghost market..."
…
When the ghost heard that the shrew had brought out the ghost market again, the guard also came over.
He quickly gave a handful of ghost coins to apologize.
It admits defeat!
The wife took the ghost coins without saying anything, snorted at the quack doctor, and walked to the next stall.
At this time, most of the stalls with the word "Medical" on their signs had disappeared.
They are greedy ghosts, but they still have some brains. If they are not sure about doing something that will cost them ghost coins or even their lives, they will just forget about it.
But there are still ghosts who are unwilling to give up.
I've tried all the previous stepping stones, so there shouldn't be any mistakes here, right?
But a shrew is still a shrew.
It is wrong to diagnose that there is an illness, and it is also wrong to diagnose that there is no illness. There is a saying that "heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine". The shrew even blamed the patient for not taking the pulse.
They were all labeled quacks.
It’s not that I didn’t try to force myself on her, but that shrew always found reason!
She even took the initiative to ask the guards to follow her.
…
Don’t mess with me!
The ghosts with the word "Medicine" on their stalls packed up their stalls and didn't go far. They watched the couple walk into the largest shop, which was also the one that ate both humans and ghosts without leaving any trace.
Everyone was gloating.
Especially those who were forced to pay "compensation", their mouths were grinning from head to back.
So happy!
However, they did not wait long for happiness.
The door of the shop suddenly broke open from the inside out, and the sturdy and heavy ghost wood door shattered into pieces.
Then the shrew pulled her husband out,
He still had an angry look on his face and was cursing.
He shouted, "Quack! My child is obviously fine, his breathing is steady, and his complexion is normal. How could you curse him? My child is blessed by God! God is watching over us, be careful not to rot your mouth if you curse! I'm lucky I only hit you a few times, if it weren't for the fact that running your shop is not easy, I must seek justice..."
The shrew quickly took the child to the next "clinic" without even looking back, as if she was really angry.
Before the ghosts could figure out what was going on, they saw a bloody creature that they usually feared crawling out of the store.
Judging from his aura, he looks like the owner of a shop.
"I! Am! Injustice…"
After saying that, he fell to the ground with a thud, his breath shrinking again and again, and he turned into a mouthless ghost.
It is somewhat in line with the curse of "rotten mouth".
After a cup of tea.
The shop door was broken again, and this time the shrew only sneered into the house.
He said, "What a rubbish store, don't open it. You can't even diagnose illnesses."
On to the next store.
This time the shrew was escorted out respectfully, with a large bag of ghost coins in her hand.
"Our shop is small, and our medical skills aren't very advanced! How about this, if you're interested, you can go to the ghost world and take a look. I heard that Ghost Doctor Chen is currently in Xiaofengdu, not too far from our ghost market."
The ghost who was acting as a serious ghost doctor wiped the non-existent sweat, if the sign had not been removed fast enough.
It won't have to endure this.
…
The ghosts in the ghost market understood.
How could this person be easily gnawed upon? How could she be simply described as a shrew?
This is a villain, a great villain! He is the hardest meteorite ever!
Ghosts are also afraid of evil people.
This is not.
In the blink of an eye, there was no longer a single clinic in the ghost market.
They want to eat people, but don't want to be eaten by people.
Evil shrew.
Oh no, I should say wife.
Naturally, it was Master Xianyu in disguise.
And the husband who didn't say a word from beginning to end could only be Xu Zhilan.
A seriously ill child, a silent and honest husband, and she who has to stand up and support the whole family.
Not bad, really good.
This goes down layer by layer.
Who else could guess their identities?
Master Xianyu was very satisfied.
No matter it was the compensation extorted, or Xi's tough character that he had just portrayed so vividly, deeply, and was quite obsessed with.
This action is well worth it.
He finally understood why so many bullies liked to cause trouble on the streets.
Look at how those ghosts hate him but dare not take action, and then look at this quiet scene where no ghosts speak. How interesting!
The ghost saw the female cultivator looking around, as if looking for a new clinic, and was worried that she would stay here and not leave.
He quickly took out a small bag of ghost coins.
He said, "The road to the ghost world is not difficult. You can walk along this long street to the end before dawn, then pay the toll to the ghost guards, and you can go to the ghost world. This is my toll for you, a small token of my appreciation for making you a friend."
"Okay! I accept you as my friend. To be honest, your medical skills are indeed better than theirs. It's just that my son's fate is too heavy, so he can't see the doctor. I just want to find some more powerful medical practitioners."
Shi Xianyu patted the ghost's shoulder.
He shook the ghost coins in his hand, picked out some elixirs that the ghost cultivators could use from his storage bag and gave them out.
He added, "I'll come talk to you again after I've cured my child."
…
The old doctor forced out a smile that was so vivid that it looked like he had just died a few years ago.
I was forced to say yes.
It also has no plans to do business today.
After watching the two figures disappear at the end of the long street, he immediately decided to move the shop.
It is not clear whether those fake ghost doctors can understand it or not.
But it was obvious that this child had no soul! Soulless yet alive!
These two cultivators are more than just Nascent Soul cultivators...
If it doesn't run away, will it wait for the evil monk to come back and kill it?
The other ghosts didn't know what the old ghost was thinking.
They were reluctant to leave the delicious meat and blood, but they did not dare to act rashly.
Except for those who couldn't hold back and planned to go to the ghost world to fight, the others were cursing on the spot.
What a conceited evil shrew!
The ghosts couldn't get over this, so they used various means to pass on the news to their acquaintances in the ghost world.
They don't lie either.
It was said that a family of three had entered the Ghost Market. The female cultivator was particularly abominable. She relied on the Ghost Market rules to bully the ghosts! She even extorted a large sum of ghost currency and was heading towards Xiaofengdu.
Every word is true.
It just slightly concealed the female cultivator's evil and her extraordinary skills.
Master Xianyu didn't know that his fame had spread everywhere before he even reached the ghost world.
Otherwise, you have to be proud of it.
At this time, he had just walked through the city gate and arrived at the ghost world, and was clearing out a wave of ghosts of all sizes who were eyeing him covetously.
With the idea of "supporting the whole family", Shi Xianyu did not let her honest husband take action.
He picked up a demon-subduing staff from the storage bag that his master had obtained when he was a bald monk.
One hit and a ghost's head will be broken.
Hit it again and break it again.
Everything is safe and sound, and it comes in handy.
"The devil..."
“Run!”
"Cover your head and don't look back!"
…
Shi Xianyu looked at the ghost spirit running around like a mouse, patted her skirt, and shook her head helplessly while holding her tin staff.
Alas, what can he do?
With a seriously ill child and a silent husband, as a wife, she can only take tough measures.
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