Travel Medicine I Republic of China

Chapter 8

"It saved your life, it is your savior, so keep it well." After finishing speaking, he pressed his fingers against Wen Biezhuang's eyebrows and sucked out a cloud of black air with his fingers.

Wen Biezhuang, who was kneeling down, lost the heaviness he had been suppressing all along, and his body and mind were lightened. He knew that he had escaped a catastrophe.Unable to bear it, he shed tears.

"Really... there is a ghost." After Luo Biyan finished speaking, Liu Qingyang disappeared.

When stepping into the "Queen" again, the gloom still persisted.The blood had already started to solidify, and there were whispers of resentment in the air.Those ethereal figures passed by Liu Qingyang, and the ghost who bumped into Liu Qingyang said "I'm sorry" to Liu Qingyang, and Liu Qingyang passed by with a smile.Passing through the aisle, the gloomy atmosphere did not overwhelm Liu Qingyang at all.Liu Qingyang walked to the door of the last room. There was no number on the door.He pricked his hand with a peach blossom branch, dripped blood on the door, and finally the door disappeared and became an iron wall.Liu Qingyang spit out a sentence softly:

"Let's all go away!"

Thus, the dull atmosphere on the ship finally disappeared with the sound of crying.

A distant voice came from the sky:

thanks……

"Selling newspapers! Selling newspapers! The undercover reporters in the prison uncovered the murderer of the 'ghost ship'! The real murderer is active..." The newsboy shouted early in the morning on the street and attracted all the people, and they snatched all the money from the newsboy. newspaper.

"The murderer is indeed the six people who survived. However, these six people seem familiar..."

On the declaration, the heads of the six murderers were printed.It was six men, who had been executed last night.And in front of the reporter, he also left a statement.Face to face in front of reporters, this time there will be no mistakes.This matter, also the truth came to light.

Report to the newspaper.

"Why do I feel like I forgot something..." Luo Biyan tapped himself on the head.

"Come on, you've done a great job. I really didn't expect you to enter the patrol room by mistake that day. It would be great if it was me." My colleague Ji Yuan said with a smile.Thinking of the scene they directed and acted on the street that day, he felt it was funny, and he felt that it was impossible to really let her into the police station.

"Yes, yes. Now you are a celebrity in our newspaper." Ye Wei said dotingly to Luo Biyan.

"Oh, let me think again if I missed something." Luo Biyan ignored the two of them and began to think on his own.

She really felt that she had forgotten something very important, but she just couldn't remember it.What exactly did I forget?

Cha Fu.

The courtyard has a western style, and Mr. Zha looks haggard.Liu Qingyang took out a peach blossom branch from the medicine box and handed it to Mr. Cha.Old Cha sighed:

"Nephew Liu, if it weren't for you, Shansheng would have died."

"Plant this peach branch under his window, and don't let the peach tree die. Once the peach tree dies, Mr. Cha will not live for three years." Liu Qingyang warned.

"Yes, I will definitely take good care of this peach tree." Old Cha was haggard physically and mentally.Ever since Liu Qingyang brought Cha Shansheng back, he has been in a coma with a fever.Liu Qingyang said that Cha Shansheng had lost all three souls, and even if he survived, he would probably become a fool.Give Cha Shansheng a peach branch, and this peach branch is Cha Shansheng's life.

"There are still these medicines, take them for three days. After three days, Mr. Cha will wake up." Liu Qingyang prepared the medicines he picked in the deep mountains and gave them to Mr. Cha.These medicines were planted by goblins in the mountains many years ago, but those goblins have disappeared.Mr. Cha accepted it and sighed.

"If you have nothing to do, I'll take my leave first." Liu Qingyang said with a smile.

"Can't you stay..." Mr. Cha wanted to keep Liu Qingyang.

Liu Qingyang smiled, packed his medicine box and left with the housekeeper.Looking at Liu Qingyang's back, Cha Lao called out:

"Qingyang!"

"Huh?" Liu Qingyang turned around.

"You...you came back to see your mother."

Liu Qingyang chuckled and followed the housekeeper away.Only Cha Lao sighed...

A cemetery on the outskirts of Shanghai is full of graves with inscriptions but no characters.What is buried here is that what is buried here are the bones of no status, no status, and no relatives.So there is an individual name for the nameless tomb.As long as there are dead people, those who are not claimed will be thrown here and a tombstone will be buried and nailed.No name, no surname, no identity.Naturally, no one will come to worship.

Liu Qingyang was unable to find his mother's tomb.Back then, when someone buried her casually, she didn't know which one was her mother.It's just that Liu Qingyang will come here every year.Take a look at these tombstones without any nostalgia.

"Give me some money." An old man in shabby clothes held a broken bowl and stretched out the bowl in front of Liu Qingyang while leaning on his crutches.Liu Qingyang took out three copper coins with holes and put them in the old man's bowl.The old man kept thanking him.Liu Qingyang ignored the old man and left the cemetery...

What is a ghost?

When something unfortunate happened, he released the curse from his mouth.At the same time, the ghost was also released.

That ghost is also a human being.

The demons and ghosts living in the human body can be released with just one thought.This person is also a monster...

Chapter Two: The Beast of Man (1)

People; use the excuse of survival to do evil things.Demon; in order to survive, continue to sneak around.

——Liu Qingyang

"Yao Lang, hurry, come up with a solution for me. I'm so uncomfortable!" In a Shanghai alley, a young man caressed this eight-month-old belly carefully.And the owner of this stomach is a man.He was so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry and call his mother. He didn't know what was in it, and it was going to burst his stomach.He asked a neighbor to take him to the hospital, but nothing was found so he came back.This young man named Yaolang is a well-known pharmacist in the upper class of Shanghai Beach. He has such good medicine, but he can only make medicine but can't see a doctor.Although the people who were treated by him once recovered, they would respect him at a respectful distance in the future.According to legend, people who have been cured by him are like peeled off a layer of skin. No one wants to try that feeling again.But now this man with a big belly had no choice but to invite him over, and hoped that he would be merciful.

"The stuff in your stomach is a treasure..." Yao Lang caressed carefully and put his ears on his swollen belly, listening carefully.

"What baby?" Hei Zhangzi broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't know what it was like for a woman to be pregnant and give birth, but at this moment he wanted to die.

"It's nothing."

"Then help me figure out a solution quickly! Oops, something is moving in my stomach! He figured it out! I'm not really pregnant!" Hei Zhangzi cried out in a whimsical way.

"Hey, just wait." Yao Lang showed a calculating smile.

Not long after, there was a miserable cry from the alley, which made people shiver uncontrollably.

Yao Lang picked up a "worm" with a thick thumb and scales from the man's vomit with his chopsticks, and there were slightly raised horns on its head.Yaolang picked up the writhing "worm" and put it in the bottle, then left contentedly.

"Wait—" the pale-faced Hei Zhangzi stopped, his stomach had been completely flattened, he felt that he was pregnant first, then had dystocia, and finally had a miscarriage.Thinking about it, I want to cry hard once.

"Is there anything else?" Yao Lang turned around and asked suspiciously.

"This is the end?"

"Yes."

"Huh? That's the end? Yaolang, you have to tell me what's in my stomach." Hei Zhangzi asked weakly.

"It's a monster, you are pregnant with a monster." Yao Lang smiled mischievously, and Hei Zhangzi vomited again.

Leaving Hei Zhangzi's home, Yao Lang jumped on the tram to the Bund in Shanghai.This young man is handsome, with light blue knee-length robe and gray underpants, black cloth shoes, short hair, phoenix eyes and red lips, it would be great if it was a girl, but it is a pity that he is a boy.

When I arrived at the Bund in Shanghai, the bustling scene in front of me was still there.If Yaolang remembers correctly, tonight is the day when he and Gu Senkang, the youngest of the Gu family, agreed to see a doctor for the Paramount dancer.It seems that I can earn a lot of money from the young master of the Gu family.Yao Lang smiled and hummed Paramount's song as he walked away, then suddenly fell back, back to the intersection of Ann Street.

Yaolang squatted down, staring at the young drug seller in front of him.Among these strangely chaotic vendors, if you don't pay attention, you will be ignored.

It looks... like a fox.Yao Lang laughed because of his own thoughts, but the person in front of him was not annoyed, and also smiled softly.This smile is more like a fox laughing.

"Hey, what monster is embroidered on your clothes?" Yao Lang pointed to the embroidery on Liu Qingyang's clothes and asked, exposing the vial hanging around his neck to Liu Qingyang's eyes.

There is a picture embroidered on it, which looks like an animal, but it is beyond the range of an animal. The long and soft body of the two-headed monster wrapped around the robe seemed to entangle the young man.Those eyes stared at the person pointing at it like a living thing.Yaolang blinked, and the eyes of the monster on the embroidery also blinked.

"It moved." Yao Lang blurted out in surprise, his sharp eyes fixed on the unknown monster above.

"You read it wrong." Liu Qingyang answered him with a smile without changing his expression.

"You lied to me, I really saw it move just now." Yao Lang became excited, like a greedy man seeing countless gold and silver treasures.

"How can the embroidery move? It will be a joke if it spreads out." Liu Qingyang tried to dispel Yao Lang's thoughts. The young man seemed to be very interested in the monster on the embroidery.

"A long time ago, a Jiangnan embroidery girl embroidered a dragon to celebrate the emperor's birthday. Later, the dragon