Soul Master

Chapter 6 Season 4 Clubhouse

If Fu Nanque could go back to the time when Zheng Kaiping patted his chest and assured him that there was no problem, he would definitely go up to him and grab him by the collar and ask him frantically.

—Didn’t you say you would forget?

What's going on now!Fu Nanque would not have cooperated with Zheng Kaiping if he had known that Zheng Kaiping was unreliable!

It's a pity that the person who was crazy about thousands of times received a special mission in the early morning and was no longer in Hongzhong City, otherwise he would have to let Zheng Kaiping see his achievements with his own eyes.

"Doctor Fu?"

Lin Qingyang, who was sitting opposite, called out softly, calling Fu Nanque, who was wandering in the sky, back to his senses.

Fu Nanque blinked and rubbed her nose apologetically, returning to their topic, "You came here just to see Wang Liangjin?"

"Yes." Lin Qingyang nodded firmly, "I remember you said he was lying in the hospital, so I came here to find him."

Lin Qingyang looked sad, thinking that Wang Liangjin might be here at this very moment, he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

"Is he here? I want to see him."

Fu Nanque had a headache, he retracted that comment, Lin Qingyang is not a reassuring person.

The sixth floor of the west area is the inpatient ward. The dean Sangong was ingenious when he built it. The whole building faces south, which happens to be an angle where the sun does not come in. Standing with the backlight will not make the room too dark.

The large ward where Wang Liangjin lived was spacious and comfortable, and the beeping of those unfamiliar instruments became the only sound in the room.The ward also has a beautiful floor-to-ceiling window, looking from the window just facing the direction of Nanlan District.

In Fu Nanque's eyes, the left and right rows of hospital beds were full of people, but in Lin Qingyang's eyes, they were completely empty.

He couldn't see it, Fu Nanque pointed to the hospital bed and said that Wang Liangjin was lying on it, but he couldn't see it, it was right in front of him, but it clearly reminded Lin Qingyang of the fact that he would never go back.

Lin Qingyang strode forward with difficulty, went to the hospital bed and sat down. The white quilt was spread on the bed, and there was a rolling hill. There was nothing under the quilt, but he knew that Wang Liangjin was sleeping here.

Fu Nanque heard a slight sob, it should be Lin Qingyang crying.With the coat in his hand, he stood silently to the side not to disturb the frustrated people who were in grief.Fu Nanque didn't quite understand Lin Qingyang's attitude towards Wang Liangjin, but his keen insight made him intuit the extraordinary affection between the two.

He doesn't quite understand, maybe brothers who grew up wearing a pair of pants have a better relationship?It's not like he had no friends since he was a child, after all they all said he was unknown...

Fu Nanque's eyes were gloomy, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Lin Qingyang raised his hand to caress the quilt, and asked him with a sob: "Where is this I touched?"

He said it was chest, shoulders, arms, and finally when Lin Qingyang was about to touch his head, he told him that it was Wang Liangjin's hand.

After that, Fu Nanque stopped talking.Seeing Lin Qingyang's hands overlapping Wang Liangjin's and the sheets wet with tears, he thought that such a sad person would have a lot of people who wanted to confide in them, but Lin Qingyang only said one sentence from the beginning to the end.

"Ah Jin, Puppu also left yesterday."

Porphyrin?Lin Qingyang's dog!No wonder you insist on walking your dog even when you are sick. Could it be that Wang Liangjin gave it to you?Fu Nanque once again affirmed her sixth sense, the relationship between the two of them was extraordinary.

It was an exception to let Lin Qingyang enter the ward, Fu Nanque only gave him 10 minutes for a short "reunion", once the time was up, Fu Nanque said nothing to stay.

Pushing Lin Qingyang out, there was a white-haired old man standing on the brightly lit porch outside, blocking the way of Fu Nanque and Lin Qingyang, as if deliberately guarding in front of the elevator door waiting for them. waved to stop.

Fu. Bad rules Nan. Feeling guilty, he touched his nose, took half a step forward and called out: "San Gong."

The white-haired old man—the dean of Sangong Hospital, the Sangong was walking with his hands behind his back, he looked older than the old ginseng, but his gait was surprisingly steady and powerful, and his face was full of wrinkles, smiling kindly and kindly, but from the inside And the coercion emanating from the outside makes people dare not make mistakes.

At least Lin Qingyang, who was begging for nothing just now and refused to leave, now turned into a quail in a second, obediently standing under scrutiny, sending out distress signals as if his eyes were cramp, asking Fu Nanque to save him.

"..." The troubles in the whole hospital can't be hidden from Sangong, and he can't protect himself if he makes an exception. Does Lin Qingyang think that the old guy just came to the sixth floor for a walk after dinner to digest his food? !

"South sparrow."

Fu Nanque, who was named, responded immediately, and listened to the third public order: "Give him a dose of Fuyang powder later. Young people, don't do evil tricks, and go to places with heavy yin, and you shouldn't either." It’s better not to see those who see you.”

The last words were for Lin Qingyang, and the old man seemed to come here just to wake him up, and left the words inexplicably and walked away.

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"That's it? Take a stranger to the ward privately, and the third master Yin didn't scold you bloody." Zheng Kaiping, who connected in the middle of the night, shook his head in the video, "Our group of old-fashioned old men would have jumped I can't wait to throw thunder talismans to strike people, your leaders are just too soft-hearted."

Fu Nanque rolled his eyes, "It's not because you haven't learned the skills of home."

Zheng Kaiping raised his voice and let out a strange "Oh", he didn't seem surprised that Lin Qingyang still kept his memory, and played with a bit of fun.

Fu Nanque frowned, "You did it on purpose." He deliberately said where Wang Liangjin was, and deliberately said that the spell would not leave a memory, "Is it to let Lin Qingyang see Wang Liangjin?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Zheng Kaiping scratched his ears.

Fu Nanque didn't force the other party to admit it. When asked about Zheng Kaiping's situation, the man on the other end of the video shrugged and said: "Ignorance in the deep mountains kills people. I dislike their wives and give birth to daughters, and they are all tossed away. It will be resolved soon."

"Oh." Fu Nanque nodded calmly, feeling the need to remind him, "I still won't delay your work, so be careful."

"I know." After Zheng Kaiping said, the video was cut off the moment he waved Huoshuyinhua to free himself.

There was no chance to hear what Fu Nanque wanted to tell him in the end.

—— "I'm going to the Four Seasons Club to find out." Lin Qingyang also wanted to go.

"To be honest, I don't want to bring you here."

In front of the gate of the Four Seasons Clubhouse, Fu Nanque persuaded helplessly: "You must know that the capable person is not there. If something happens, I can't save you."

It's a pity that Lin Qingyang was full of fighting spirit and didn't intend to be stage fright. After meeting Wang Liangjin last night, he fell into a strange fearlessness. He patted his bag full of equipment and said that he could take care of himself.

"I want to kill my enemies and avenge Ah Jin."

Fu Nanque choked speechlessly, and didn't want to say anything, just your unprinted and unblessed garlic-wood swords (not even peach-wood swords) are of any use? !

Before he could complain silently, Lin Qingyang suddenly pointed at the person walking past them and said to Fu Nanque: "Look! It's Wu Ren, the owner of the Four Seasons Club. He seems to have brought a Taoist priest with him."

Fu Nanque looked along Lin Qingyang's pointing finger, and saw a middle-aged man with a pot belly but well-dressed respectfully walking ahead, anyone with a discerning eye could see that his actions were for another man not much older than him behind him lead the way.

The man behind him was dressed in casual clothes. Seeing that he was holding a bag with Taiji Eight Diagrams printed on it, he guessed that he was a Taoist priest.Looking around with a haughty expression, he walked into the Four Seasons Club and said something like "the door is open and the wealth is abundant".

It seemed that Zheng Kaiping's words had come true, and after only one day, he couldn't resist finding someone to take action, thinking that the things inside were not easy to deal with.

Lin Qingyang was beside him and said to himself: "I heard that after his wife died of illness three years ago, he went abroad to relax and didn't return to China all year round. Why did he come here suddenly?"

"Maybe it's to come back and put an end to the trouble you caused." Fu Nanque smiled coldly, "Isn't that why we came here?"

Lin Qingyang: "..."

Watching the owner of the clubhouse and the Taoist priest disappear behind the door, Fu Nanque suddenly thought of the key point and left to enter the Four Seasons clubhouse, Lin Qingyang followed suit.

Fu Nanque walked in a hurry, the brisk pace gradually turned into a trot, Lin Qingyang caught up with her in confusion and asked what was going on.

Fu Nanque's face turned livid, "I almost forgot that a wisp of Wang Liangjin's soul is still on that thing."

They used many methods to remove those terrible scars. At first, Fu Nanque thought that his soul and body had been hurt to make him like this. His thinking was right, but he was not the one who was hurt.

It is a phenomenon reflected in Wang Liangjin by the summoned soul.

Zheng Kaiping provided him with a direction to make a bold assumption. Wang Liangjin fell into the hands of that thing after his death. Although he escaped in the end, the other party absorbed part of his soul, which made him unable to communicate with the outside world, and attached his own tragic feelings to Wang Liangjin.

There is only one purpose.

Tortured.

That thing afflicts all who come within reach.

"If that Daoist, that is, the male Taoist priest, goes too hard and destroys that thing, Wang Liangjin will..."

"What will happen?" Lin Qingyang whispered nervously.

Pressing the button for the third floor, the elevator door slowly closed, Fu Nanque said quietly: "I will become an idiot."

Lin Qingyang: "!!!"