My grandfather had no choice but to take me to Dongcheng City and opened a small shrine shop in the North Ring Road in the city.

In order to exchange for my life, my grandfather spent half of his life and thirty years of life. Since then, my grandfather’s body has been extremely weak and it is difficult to maintain the implementation of the Thirteen Golden Needle of Ghost Doctor.

Therefore, we two can only rely on a small life shop to rely on each other.

Because I have a deadly mole on my back, every three years, the black and white evil spirits from the underworld will come to seize my soul and lock my soul.

In order not to let the ghosts in the underworld find me, my grandfather exhausted his remaining internal force and sealed my Tianling Divine Cave. From then on, my soul was trapped in the torso and could not reach the sky. But my feet had no choice. Once my feet touched the earth, the ghosts in the underworld would feel my breath.

For some reason, since I can remember it, I have been sitting in a wheelchair and like a disabled person, I need my grandfather to hold me in my arms when I go to bed.

Moreover, I can't see the sunshine yet. This is also to avoid ghost messengers.

Grandpa built a dark room in the Shoucai shop. There were no windows in the dark room, and the floor was paved with white rock floor tiles from Huancheng Temple in Songyun Mountain.

This white rock floor tiles can isolate the yin energy because they absorb thousands of years of spiritual energy in the Taoist temple.

Only in the dark room can I walk freely on both feet. From childhood to adulthood, I rarely go out, and even on cloudy days, I have to hold an umbrella.

Until I was 24 years old, I had successfully avoided the death of ghost messengers eight times.

But at that time, because I had not seen the sun for a long time, I mostly used wheelchairs in my daily life. So I was so thin that my veins were bulging and my bones were bony.

My hair is also all white, especially my skin, which is as pale as the wall. From a distance, I look like a skinny skeleton living dead.

When I was 24 years old, my grandfather passed away.

Over the years, my grandfather taught me all his life. He also gave me the Golden Dragon Robe that belonged to the Yin Medical School, and also taught me the secret method of using the Thirteen Golden Needles of the Ghost Doctor. I justified the 26th generation of the Yin Medical School.

Before his death, my grandfather stared at his dry eyes and said to me earnestly.

"Yuyang, although you escaped eight death disasters. However, when you were 27 years old, it was your last disaster. To break this last death disaster, you need to find nine women born on the first day of the January 2018.

You have to use the blood of these nine women to heal yourself. Every time you get blood of a woman, a mole on your back will turn red. Only when the nine moles turn red can your life be saved!”

Grandpa said again.

"After I die, you will open the longevity shop, hang two lanterns at the door, and officially start Yin Medical Needle practice.

Anyone who walks into the Shoucai Shop, whether it is a person in the world or a ghost in the underworld, no matter whether the other party is good or evil, as long as you have a request to you, you must do your best to help.

But you must remember that if you meet someone born in the Year of the Ox, you cannot heal even if you are your biological father.

There is a last one!"

At this time, my grandfather only had half of his breath. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and gently stroked my cheek.

"Suncle, after I die, I will immediately hang a lantern to practice medicine and acupuncture one hour after I am buried. The first woman you meet in the first day of January, that woman is your destined marriage and your future wife..."

After grandpa explained this last thing, his whole body was completely exhausted. Grandpa's hands were drooping by the bed, and he closed his eyes forever.

Grandpa was buried three days later, and the burial was completed at 12 noon. According to his instructions before his death, he must first hang lanterns and needles after his grandpa was buried for one hour.

One hour, that is, around 2 p.m.

I was wearing a heavy filial piety and sat in a wheelchair. At 2 pm, the sun was in full swing in the sky, and I couldn't see the light.

I had to hold a huge black parasol with one hand, a lantern on my knees, and a long bamboo pole in my right hand. After a long time of hard work, I was exhausted and barely hung two lanterns.

I smiled helplessly in my heart, Bing Yuyang, Bing Yuyang, you are the 26th generation successor of the Yin Medical School. What is the difference between you and a disabled person? It is so difficult to hang a lantern. I really can't imagine that life alone will be spent like this in the future?

I pushed the wheelchair and stayed in the Shoucai shop. More than thirty years have passed since the last time the Yin Medical School descendant lighted the lamp.

I believe that today there will be many ghosts and lonely souls coming to ask me to heal them.

Just after raising my eyelids, I saw that the lantern at the door of the Shoucai Shop suddenly changed color.

The two lamps were Maoshan Secret Treasures dry-skin relic lamps, which were made of the leg bones of the Dedao Zhenren as the skeleton, the old skin sac as the lamp film, and the wick in the middle was a mixture of human oil and relics.

Once this lamp is lit, it will not go out without the blow of wind and rain. Whenever a guest comes to the door, the dry bone relic light will change color.

If the candlelight in the lantern turns bright yellow, it means that the customer coming is from the sun. If the candlelight in the lantern turns dark red, it means that the customer coming to seek medical treatment is a ghost in the underworld.

Nowadays, the lanterns have turned into bright yellow, and the first guest I have treated is an ordinary person in the world.

I sat quietly in the Shoucai shop in a wheelchair. About five or six minutes later, suddenly, an extremely luxurious Bentley sedan was parked at the door of the Shoucai shop.

First, a man in a black suit and black pants, with sunglasses and bodyguards. He opened the car door and held the roof with his hands. After a while, two top-quality high-end suits emerged from the car, dressed very stylishly.

These two men, one old and one young, look extremely close. They are both six feet tall, with a Mediterranean and a bulging belly. At first glance, they are two rich locals full of fat.

These two should be father and son. The older man took the lead in entering the longevity shop, with the young man and bodyguard following closely behind.

The old Mediterranean man walked into the shop. He looked around at the environment of the Shoucai shop, and a look of contempt suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hey! Just such a small shop, can there be a master of miracle doctors inside?"

The old man's voice was a bit duck-sounding, and his tone was full of disgust. His pair of thief-shaped mung bean eyes suddenly swept to me.

"Ah! You opened this shop? Why are you still disabled?" He looked at me as thin as a skeleton and sat in a wheelchair, and was even more surprised.

I looked calm and my tone was cold.

"The lantern is lit, no matter whether good or evil, you must not reject guests. Sir, please tell me what you want!"

The old man didn't speak at first, but instead directed the bodyguard behind him to hand me a business card.

Such rich people always like to pretend to do things with their own identity.

I took the business card and looked closely and saw a few big words on it.

Chairman of Dongcheng Huading Real Estate Group - Wang Linlai.

Wang Linlai, this name! This... Isn't this just a gangster who wanted to make a plan for my father and kill my mother?
Chapter completed!