"Holy Son, can we get in yet?"
Huikong asked from the side.
Ye Qingyun frowned and remained silent.
Hesitated again and again.
Ye Qingyun still decided to go in.
Whether it's a human or a ghost, we have to figure it out.
What's more, with Huikong by his side, even if Huang Fusheng really becomes a ghost, there will be no way to deal with it.
The two walked into the courtyard.
Huikong stepped forward and knocked on the door.
The door opened.
The person who opened the door was none other than Huang Fusheng.
Huang Fusheng was overjoyed when he saw Huikong and Ye Qingyun standing outside.
"Brother Ye? Master Huikong? Why are you here?"
He very enthusiastically invited the two of them into the house.
Huikong and Ye Qingyun both looked at Huang Fusheng.
This made Huang Fusheng a little confused.
"How about it?"
Ye Qingyun asked Huikong in a low voice.
Huikong nodded.
"It's not a ghost, it's a living person."
Ye Qingyun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
A living person.
As long as it's a living person, it's better if it's not a ghost.
etc!
Ye Qingyun was suddenly stunned.
That's not right.
Huang Fusheng watched him being buried with his own eyes.
He was obviously dead.
How come you are now a living person in the blink of an eye?
Fortunately, he showed up at his home?
What the hell is going on here?
"Ms. sir, who is it?"
At this time, Huang Fusheng's wife Zhang Shulan came over with her child in her arms.
Seeing Ye Qingyun and Huikong standing outside, Zhang Shulan also showed a look of surprise.
"Master Ye, master, come in quickly."
Both of them walked into the house in confusion.
Looking at the food on the table, Huang Fusheng's family was obviously eating.
Ye Qingyun and Huikong looked at each other again.
Is it really a resurrection from the dead?
But this is too outrageous.
Huang Fusheng is not a strong man with advanced cultivation, so how can he be able to resurrect from the dead?
"Mr. Ye, I would like to thank you very much for allowing my husband to come back from the Nanying Army."
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br> At this time, Zhang Shulan walked up to Ye Qingyun and bowed to Ye Qingyun to thank him.
Ye Qingyun hurriedly helped him.
"Mrs. Huang, you don't have to be like this. This is what I should do."
He thought about it and couldn't help but ask, "When did Brother Huang come back?"
Zhang Shulan was startled: "My husband-in-law has been back for less than half an hour."
Less than half an hour?
Ye Qingyun thought to himself that he was back from the Nanying Army.
It only took less than half an hour.
All in all, Huang Fusheng only arrived a moment earlier than the two of them.
Ye Qingyun became a little suspicious.
He walked up to Huang Fusheng.
"Brother Huang, you also suffered in the Nanying Army. Let me diagnose and treat you."
Huang Fusheng smiled and said, "Brother Ye, I'm fine. I feel strong in every part of my body when I come back this time, and there is no discomfort at all."
Ye Qingyun still forced himself to diagnose Huang Fusheng.
Huang Fusheng had no choice but to sit down.
Ye Qingyun pretended to start taking Huang Fusheng's pulse.
Ye Qingyun also learned this skill.
Under the "training" of the system back then, Ye Qingyun's medical skills were considered to be very powerful.
It can be called a combination of Chinese and Western medicine!
Taking pulse is a piece of cake.
As soon as Ye Qingyun touched Huang Fusheng's hand, he was shocked.
My God!
Is this still a human pulse?
So powerful!
Just like a big bull.
Ye Qingyun whistled carefully for a while.
Huang Fusheng's pulse was strong and stable, neither fast nor slow.
Unless he is stronger, he is definitely a normal person.
To be precise, he is a normal living person.
Ye Qingyun looked at Huang Fusheng's eyes and face again.
The eyes are bright and clear.
His complexion was filled with vitality and blood.
Ye Qingyun was finally convinced that there was indeed nothing wrong with Huang Fusheng.
He is a big living person.
But Ye Qingyun couldn't even understand that he saw Huang Fusheng buried with his own eyes.
How can this dead person come back to life?
Ye Qingyun touched his chin.
To be continued...