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Chapter 47 Asking for a doctor, you big injustice

The place where the man fled was a desolate area, and no one knew about the accident for a long time.

Under the woman's pleading, Miki used a straw man as a substitute and nailed the soul with a soul-calling bell, so that the man's soul would not leave the body temporarily.

After death, a person will not know the fact that he is dead. Once he knows, Tang Sanmu's formation will naturally dissipate.

Then use the method of fate to connect oneself with his fate, as Tang Sanmu often said.

Everything is determined by fate, there is no chance, only necessity.

Tonight's Lianmai was the result of Tang Sanmu's influence on fate.

After a person dies, if he wants his soul to stay temporarily, he needs great merit in exchange.

So when Tang Sanmu gave the man some merit, he received the goods first and then paid.

Tang Sanmu has two conditions -

First, he will let the woman listen to the man say a few words at the end, but the two people cannot recognize each other.

Secondly, after everything is completed, she needs to burn incense and worship the Yin God every day for three years in a row to thank the Yin net for opening her side.

The live broadcast ended, and the person closed his eyes alone in the car while traveling. At the last moment, only the flashing police lights and the extremely shocked police officers were left in front of him.

Tang Sanmu composed himself, and everyone in the live broadcast room was talking about it:

"I seem to understand what's going on, but I don't seem to understand enough."

"Obviously or not, it's not wrong to brush Master Tang's bullshit anyway."

"Haha, I don't understand. I can't understand what you are acting."

As soon as you enter Xuanmen, you will know that your fate is entangled.

Everything is destined, life and death are not up to anyone.

Tang Sanmu didn't sigh for too long and said to everyone: "There are two more people, weapon friends."

This time, I didn't have to wait too long. As soon as I finished speaking, a reward of five hundred came over me.

Unwilling to sleep: Master Tang, I want to see a doctor in Lianmai.

Tang Sanmu applied for continuous wheat, and glanced at the person opposite him. His face was yellow, his eye sockets were sunken, and his rapid breathing also contained a sense of pause and exhaustion.

The man trembled and muttered: "Hello, Master Tang, I have been feeling unwell for a long time.

People in my family say I am possessed by evil spirits because I often talk in my sleep at night.

And I often have nightmares about Black and White coming to catch me.

Can you help me take a look?"

Tang Sanmu took a closer look and smiled faintly: "Don't you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?"

I didn't want to fall asleep and scratched my head: "I saw a traveling doctor before, and the doctor said that there is nothing wrong with my body.

Furthermore, if you are really sick, will you dream about ghosts asking for your life every night? This must be a disease caused by evil spirits.

I used to find a ghost exorcist anchor on the platform. After the anchor gave me treatment, I recovered for a while.

But the condition has recurred recently."

"Since he was cured last time, why didn't you look for him this time?" Tang Sanmu asked with a smile.

"This... always troubles others, I feel embarrassed." The man was embarrassed.

Tang Sanmu shook his head: "Pull him down, you have spent all your family money and have no money to find him.

So you found a cheaper one like me, right?"

Not wanting to leave, I blushed and felt very ashamed.

But Tang Sanmu directly stated his appearance: "He has a low forehead, wide eyebrows and eyes, and he looks like a reckless man at first glance.

Qiyou, you look pretty good."

"Really, Master Tang? How do you understand my appearance?" he said excitedly, unwilling to leave.

"Typical example of injustice, being fooled every day, but never the same."

Single for ten years: The anchor started his best personal insult again.

Single for ten years: This is a typical liar’s routine.

Nether Maniac: If there is a person upstairs, he must be a typical troll, there is no doubt about it.

I am a little pineapple: When did the host make a mistake in fortune telling and said he was wronged, then he must be a big wronged person.

The man scratched his head and muttered: "Master, you don't have to say that, why am I the wronged?"

"Since you were a child, you have been deceived a lot, right?

When I was twenty, I bought a fund and had the money stolen.

At the age of twenty-five, I believed in a pyramid scheme and had people take away my money.

When I was thirty years old, I invested in a tourist attraction and had my money taken away.

Friends, you must know that there is no such thing as a pie in the sky, and every money and wealth requires wisdom and hard work."

As soon as the words fell, the equipment friends were in an uproar:

"I'll go, I'm so unlucky, but why do I feel like laughing after hearing this? I'm not too kind."

"Isn't this a typical scam? But it's incredible that all device friends have been deceived like this and still have money for medical treatment."

"Just now Master Tang said that people were wronged and I was still fighting for him. Now it seems that he is worthy of this title!"

The person in front of me was stunned and gave a thumbs up: "Master Tang is great, so what exactly is my illness?"

"Let's talk about your dreams. Apart from black and white and the dark soldiers demanding lives, what else did you dream about?

Do you often dream about fires?"

He didn't want to leave and swallowed: "Hey, dear, look at your face, can you even see what you dream about?

That's right, I often dream of being burned by flames, and then the fire is really, really big."

"Where is the fire burning? In the house? On the ground?" Tang Sanmu asked.

"It was on the ground, burning the ground to pieces."

Tang Sanmu nodded: "Go to the hospital to check your heart, do an electrocardiogram or something, there should be a lesion.

But don’t rush to treat the heart. If there is a disease in the heart, check the spleen, which should be the source of the disease and the location of the disease.”

Not wanting to leave, he felt confused and a little dissatisfied: "Master Tang, are you kidding me?

I came to beg you because I heard that the diagnosis was particularly accurate, but you asked me to go to the hospital... Is this inappropriate?"

Tang Sanmu was helpless: "Friend Qi, you said that my vision was very accurate, and I did not live up to your expectations.

Is there anything wrong with what I said before?

You are sick, but if you don’t go to the hospital, how can I, with my red mouth and white teeth, tell you to get better?"

These words left him speechless and unwilling to leave.

Miki continued: "In metaphysics, people's dreams herald good and bad luck.

Modern medicine has also proven that when an organ is diseased, the body will send a signal, and this signal may be sent through dreams.

Among the five internal organs, the heart is fire. If you often dream of a burning fire burning your body and the heat is unbearable, it may be a heart problem.

And you said that the ground was burned and cracked in the dream. In fact, it was not the flames that hurt the earth, but the fire in the earth.

Among the five elements, the one corresponding to earth is the spleen.

The heart generates the spleen, which means fire generates earth. Just as the yang energy of the heart can attack the spleen, the lesions of the spleen can also attack the heart.

So I asked you to check these two organs, not for nothing.

As for dreaming about the impermanence of black and white, and the Yin soldiers threatening your life, it is because you have difficulty breathing, evil fire damages your spirit, and causes your energy to weaken and your body to be weak, so you see this evil sign.

Judging from your appearance, your illness is not a minor illness, but it is not life-threatening. Don't delay any longer."

Unwilling to leave, he sighed: "Then I'm afraid I'll have no choice but to die.

Now, almost all my savings have been spent.

There is no way to seek medical treatment.”

Tang Sanmu smiled bitterly: "Metaphysics has been passed down for thousands of years, and its coverage is immeasurably deep.

But there are always people who cheat and cheat, and there are always people who are superstitious.

Remember, the so-called metaphysics is trustworthy, but not superstitious.

You don’t have money for medical treatment, do you? Well, just give me another seven hundred and thirty yuan, and I’ll help you think of a solution.”


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