Chapter 1420 The moment of madness

"The body is squirming?"

I was startled and turned to look at Wang Qian, and then I saw that his originally emaciated body, at this moment, the dry skin, actually began to squirm.

It felt as if something was constantly drilling in and out of his body.

After seeing this scene, I immediately became nervous and turned to look at Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu frowned and said, "Maybe the ghost ganoderma is working!"

"Maybe?" I raised my voice, my eyes full of astonishment.

"Well... when the experiment was conducted, Lao Mao and Fu Chunya went together, so I'm not sure what symptoms will occur after taking the ghost ganoderma, but I think... there shouldn't be any problems, right?" Mr. Wu looked uncertain.

My heart sank when I saw this, and I thought, damn, please don't let anything happen. We haven't even reached Wudang yet. If something happens, how can I explain it to the Wang family? And if Wang Qian really gets hurt, won't I have to feel guilty for the rest of my life?

Just as I was looking annoyed and regretting that I was too reckless, Wang Qian's body suddenly twisted, and Wang Qian, who was originally asleep, suddenly widened his eyes and let out a painful scream.

"Wang Qian!"

"Brother!"

Wang Wanzhi and I immediately asked loudly, "What's wrong with you?"

"I, I'm so itchy, so itchy, it itches to death!"

Wang Qian said with a grin, twisting his body constantly, and then he stretched out his hand and began to scratch his body.

He grabbed very hard, and in just a moment, he scratched a few bloody marks on his body. Seeing this, I grabbed one of his hands and said, "Hold on, the ghost ganoderma is taking effect, it will be fine soon, sister Wanzhi, control his other hand."

Needless to say, Wang Wanzhi had already held Wang Qian's palm in her arms, but Wang Qian's strength was too great. In the extremely itchy situation, he seemed to be out of control and wanted to pull his hand out to scratch his body.

I was fine, I could hold Wang Qian's arm tightly, but Wang Wanzhi seemed to be struggling. After a while, she cried out "Ah", and was directly pushed out by Wang Qian.

Seeing this, Mr. Wu hurried forward, but before he could do anything, Mu Yunxi stretched out his hand and gently pressed on Wang Qian's arm. Wang Wanzhi's

arm, which was waving constantly and Wang Wanzhi tried her best to hold it down, was actually held down by Mu Yunxi.

"Are you okay?" Mu Yunxi looked at Wang Wanzhi and asked with concern.

Wang Wanzhi shook her head and then looked at me: "Brother Qianyu, my brother...is he okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry." Although I said this, I was actually unsure in my heart.

Just when everyone was worried, Wang Qian's constantly squirming skin and flesh suddenly began to swell up slowly. It felt like a deflated ball, and someone was giving him air.

"It's the ghost ganoderma that's working!" Mr. Wu on the side was overjoyed, heaved a sigh of relief and said, "It seems that we made the right bet."

"It's so itchy, it's itching to death, let me go, let me hold it!" Wang Qian gritted his teeth, with a look of pleading on his face. Seeing this, Wang Wanzhi said excitedly, "Brother, hold on a little longer, the ghost ganoderma has already worked, and your body will recover soon."

"Ghost ganoderma? What is that!" Wang Qian gritted his teeth, stared with a pair of bloodshot eyes and held on tightly, and his body was indeed bulging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The effect of this ghost thing is so fast?" I was shocked. In fact, the growth speed of this flesh and blood is too fast, right?

Even if flesh and blood can be regenerated, it shouldn't grow so fast. Moreover, will it continue to grow and eventually cause people to become deformed?

Just as I was secretly worried, Wang Qian's body's recovery speed suddenly slowed down, and Wang Qian, who was originally itchy, suddenly calmed down.

"I, I'm much better." Wang Qian breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at his body and said, "I feel... my body has recovered a little strength. What did you give me to eat?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, but no one answered Wang Qian's question.

"Brother, you should rest first. We are on the way to Wudang. The ten crazy Taoist priests of Wudang have a way to block the connection between you and the ancestral god." Wang Wanzhi comforted softly.

Wang Qian nodded, then looked at me, smiled bitterly and said, "Qian Yu, I'm sorry for your trouble."

"Don't talk nonsense, have a good rest, we still have a few hours to go." I said with a smile.

After all the trouble just now, Wang Qian was indeed tired, and soon he fell into a deep sleep again.

As for us in the cabin, we were all silent and didn't say a word.

In the next few hours, Wang Qian's body recovery speed did slow down, but fortunately it has been recovering.

Four hours later, Wang Qian's originally pale face had a hint of red blood, and his skinny body had recovered 50% of its previous state. He no longer looked so scary, and looked almost the same as when I rescued him two days ago.

I lifted Wang Qian's clothes and took a look. Then I saw that the mouth on Wang Qian's belly was still moving from time to time. Obviously, the mouth was still devouring Wang Qian's flesh and blood, but the speed of devouring was not as fast as the recovery speed of the ghost ganoderma.

"The two sides cancel each other out. This is good. At least, Wang Qian's life can be saved temporarily!"

At three o'clock in the morning, the helicopter finally landed on Wudang Mountain.

In this season of Wudang Mountain, spring has already come and gone. The fruit trees on the mountain have sprouted new buds. The green all over the mountain and the lingering mist make the whole Wudang Mountain look like a fairy.

In the lingering mist, rows of temples appear and disappear from time to time, adding a bit of mystery to Wudang Mountain.

A group of people carried Wang Qian down from the plane, and then we saw that there were already people waiting at the top of the mountain. When they saw us coming down, a group of people came up to greet us. The

leader was a middle-aged Taoist priest in his forties wearing a leg-binding Taoist robe. After seeing me, he first sang a song: "May you be blessed with infinite blessings. I am Taoist Qinglian, and I respectfully welcome Director Zhang to come!"

"I have met Taoist Qinglian." I nodded slightly, and then asked: "Taoist priest, is the head of your sect, Taoist Shifeng, on the mountain? We have contacted him before we came."

"Oh, the head priest is indeed on the mountain, and he knows you are here, but..."

Taoist Qinglian looked bitter when he said this, and I hurriedly asked: "But what?"

"But... at this moment, the headmaster brother... is going crazy!"