Chapter 15 Yu Qing Takes Action
Yu Huilian panicked and grabbed the girl's hand, trying to push her out.
However,
The girl looked back, her eyes were indifferent yet reassuring, and her voice was as if it came faintly from the distant horizon.
"Mom, don't be afraid, leave it to me."
She, who lacked emotions, truly felt sadness. For the first time, she broke the rules and didn't want to be an ordinary person anymore.
Yu Huilian felt like she must be crazy!
She actually heard a stronger murderous intent in her daughter's voice, which even swept through the ward's gloomy atmosphere.
Yu Qing touched his forehead and felt a slight chill on his knuckles. His body felt groggy as if he had a fever.
After pondering for a moment, he slowly extended his slender fingers and slightly opened his lips.
"Jiang Gu!"
At the same time, in a room in the new building complex, a suitcase shook violently until it broke. Under a pile of books was a long mahogany box.
The lock unfastened itself, and the gray brush flew into the air, tearing through the void and heading straight for the hospital a few kilometers away.
You can actually see some excitement in the shaking of the pen tube.
In just a second, it landed steadily in the owner's hand. The moment the five fingers were put together, the decay faded away and the pen barrel showed a subtle red. Although the power was suppressed, it was still full of oppression.
When Yu Huilian saw Jianggu suddenly appear, her pupils trembled and she suddenly understood.
She hurried to the bed and tied Tang and Yan up tightly.
In just a short while, the talisman paper that was originally pasted fell off, leaving only the burnt talisman ashes on the ground.
Yu Huilian had a plan in mind. If anything happened to her daughter, she would push her out at all costs, but she must not disturb her at this time.
If I can't help, at least I won't be a burden.
After holding the crimson bone, Yu Qing's entire person underwent a drastic change. There were tiny golden specks in his dark pupils, and his skin became much whiter.
She closed her eyes, then opened them again. The seal that bound her was lifted, and she recovered 10% of her power, which was enough.
Originally, he only felt cold, but now he could see clearly what was torturing Tang and Yan.
On the ceiling facing Tang Heyan, an evil ghost condensed from black mist bared its fangs and tried to devour his soul.
Half of his soul had left his body. The man's face was grim, ready to die, with no panic on his face.
Only when he met his daughter's gaze did he feel a little fear, sadness and grief.
Yu Qing lowered his eyes, and the crimson bone flew out of his hand and rushed straight into the black fog. He drew talismans in the air with his fingertips, raised his hand and waved it away, and the soul returned to the body. The black fog let out a shrill scream and then disappeared.
She reached out her hand again, and the crimson bone returned to her hand. The cold and gloomy atmosphere in the ward dissipated completely, and the warm sun shone into the room through the glass, and the temperature around her warmed up.
Yu Huilian stepped forward, somewhat reluctant to admit, "Qingqing, you can..."
She paused and didn't say anything else.
The woman in the next bed had woken up, and noisy footsteps could be heard in the corridor.
After re-binding the contract with Jianggu, it will now stay obediently between Yu Qing's eyebrows.
"Mom, I want to rest for a while."
"Okay," Yu Huilian heard the doctor and the nurse's voices: "Leave this to Mom."
…
After leaving the hospital, Yu Qing took a taxi home.
The taxi driver looked at her several times through the rearview mirror; the girl's face was so pale.
"Little girl, you are not feeling well. Why don't you go back to the hospital?"
He picked her up from the North Gate Inpatient Department and subconsciously thought she had just been discharged from the hospital.
Yu Qing: "Thank you, I'm fine."
So he didn't say anything more and just silently quickened his pace.
The shops downstairs in the new building community opened their doors early, and the owners of the night stalls will not open until the afternoon. There are not many people here at this time, and no one cares about others.
Yu Qing climbed up the stairs with the help of the wall, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a hint of irony appeared in his dark pupils.
She went to her next-door neighbor's house to retrieve her suitcase, thanked him, and then returned to her room.
The girl fell on the bed, her eyes closed, and fell into a state of confusion.
She slept for a long time, and when she woke up again, it was dark outside.
Yu Qing got up, threw the dirty clothes into the laundry, hung up his cotton-padded jacket, changed into a clean beige coat, and wore a white base shirt underneath.
She went downstairs to eat a bowl of spicy hot pot, then went to the gambling stone area in Hecheng to buy a few stones. Finally, she bought a piece of Hetian mutton-fat white jade and a piece of Xiuyan jade from someone else.
The Bai family had spent all the 10 million yuan in medical fees, and they even owed Yu Huilian 5,000 yuan.
Although she said that it didn't need to be paid back and it was just pocket money, Yu Qing knew that her family was not well off, so Yu Huilian had no choice but to give up because of her tough attitude.
Yu Qing thought about it and went to a nearby Taoist supplies store to buy yellow paper and cinnabar.
The owner of the supplies store was a very strange man, about seven or eight years old. He wore a zombie hat on his head and a mini Qing Dynasty official uniform.
The little boy lifted the talisman paper on his forehead, revealing a pair of dark eyes. His voice was clear and deep, and one or two words came out slowly.
"Sister, scan code or cash?"
He stood there, not even as tall as the counter.
Yu Qing glanced at him, then didn't pay any more attention to him. He picked up the bag and said, "Scan the code."
"Thank you for your patronage. Welcome to visit us next time." The little boy saw the guest off in a very humane way.
…
Taoism has five arts, namely, mountain, medicine, fortune-telling, physiognomy and divination. These five arts work together to form a complete system of Taoist practice.
Yu Qing stood in the alley on the right side of the intersection, where there were few people around.
She did not summon the crimson bone, as using it to draw talismans would be a waste of its talent.
She took out the newly bought brush from the bag, dipped it in cinnabar, and drew on the yellow paper. The talisman paper flashed with golden light. Soon she had drawn more than ten pieces of talisman paper.
He picked up a piece of talisman paper with one hand, and in an instant, flames shot up and gray smoke drifted away into the distance.
Yu Qing packed up and walked towards the direction where the smoke was dissipating.
One kilometer away is a high-end club, just opposite the food street.
Yu Qing still remembered the last time she met Chen Xianmeng here. At that time, she asked for help but was rejected.
There are many people of all kinds in the club, and the yang energy is abundant, so there are no ghosts.
…
"Brother Jing, I heard that you fought with the police this time and escaped unscathed. Can you tell us brothers how you did it?" the young man asked humbly.
The person he was trying to please was a middle-aged man who looked mature and steady, with an ordinary appearance, but with a bloodthirsty aura.
Brother Jing took a sip of wine slowly before saying quietly, "It's a harmless little thing, nothing serious—"
"Bang!"
When his words were interrupted, Jing Ge looked up unhappily, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The girl kicked open the door of the private room and walked in casually. She looked around and finally her eyes stopped on him.
"Who are you?"
"Who allowed you to come in?"
The people in the private room immediately stood up, more than ten people stood together, looking aggressive, but Brother Jing was the only one who remained sitting calmly.
"I hate talking nonsense the most." The girl said softly.
Before anyone understood what she meant, she rushed forward, grabbed Jingge's collar, and slammed him hard on the glass table.
The private room was completely silent, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.
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(End of this chapter)
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