Chapter 247 Yang Fan rushed to the hospital
Song Zhenglin, who was standing by his son's bedside, received the call from there. His expression was numb. His wife covered her mouth and sobbed and cried beside her, her body kept stopping. The ground was shaking, not because they were sad that they were dead, but because they were afraid.
Afraid that they might be the next ones to have an accident.
Qiao Cian stood on the side with his arms folded, listening to all the phone calls just now without missing a word, muttering in his heart, this ghost is still making noises, it is too ungrateful.
"At this time, aren't you still telling the truth?" Qiao Cian's eyes fell on Lin Qinfang, "Your wife is innocent..."
"You're not a Taoist priest!" Song Zhenglin suddenly raised his head, staring at Qiao Cian with his scarlet eyes, his face ferocious, "You are a Taoist priest, why can't you save them?! Why can't you arrest the evil ghost who is harming people?!"
Qiao Cian rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Please, uncle, please figure it out. It's because you didn't tell me in advance that your family doesn't live in the same hospital, and you don't know what you did."
The painful spot was poked, and Song Zhenglin's face turned even more ugly. He continued to quibble, "You are a Taoist priest. Don't you know how to draw amulets? Why don't you leave an amulet for my uncle?!"
Qiao Cian's eyes rolled to the sky. It's really funny. Her talisman paper is so precious, will she use it to protect someone who is a bad person at first sight?
Obviously impossible.
"Your souls have rotted to the point of stinking, and you still want to waste my talisman. Besides, it's just right for people to come to you for revenge."
It's funny, if it weren't for the fear of the evil ghost going crazy and hurting you. To other innocent people, why is she still here at night?
At first glance, they are not good people. If they die, they will die. What does it have to do with her.
She is a Taoist priest, not an angel, so she has to be saved by anyone.
Song Zhenglin: “We paid him!”
Qiao Cian: "Yes, if you give me money, I will catch the ghost. I promise to catch the ghost."
Otherwise, why would she be here?
Song Zhenglin: "???"
People are almost dead, why are you catching them?
Then this is not within the scope of Qiao Cian's responsibility. She said she only catches ghosts.
"Uncle, what are you still hiding at this time?" Qiao Ci'an clicked his tongue, "Your wife is innocent. If something happens because of you, you will no longer be human."
Lin Qinfang raised her head, cried and asked Song Zhenglin, "What on earth did your family do?!"
Faced with her question, Song Zhenglin didn't know how to answer this question for a while, so he just Neng looked at her in panic, and the atmosphere in the ward became even more depressing. It took him a long time before he opened his mouth.
"I..."
"Stop talking!"
Qiao Cian shouted low, his eyes suddenly became sharp, he stared at the door of the ward, and quickly took out a copper coin sword and a yellow talisman from his bag.
She felt that the evil ghost was approaching here.
Lin Qinfang was frightened and subconsciously covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.
Song Zhenglin reflexively ran to Lin Qinfang, blocked her with his body, and stared at the door of the ward with a frightened expression.
Time passed by, and Qiao Cian had already felt the evil ghost coming to the door. The copper coin sword and talisman in his hand were ready, and he could catch him as soon as he appeared.
But at this critical moment, she suddenly felt the presence of a colleague. The powerful spiritual power only appeared for a moment, and the evil ghost at the door had disappeared.
Why do colleagues suddenly appear here?
Qiao Cian frowned slightly, walked quickly to the door, opened the door and walked out. At a glance, he saw a group of people walking towards this side in the opposite corridor.
The person walking in front was a beautiful girl wearing a white loose T-shirt, black cropped pants, a high ponytail, and holding a kitten-like pet in her hand.
She couldn't tell who the other party was, but her intuition told her that the beautiful girl was very powerful.
To her right is a female ghost in a pink skirt, and to her right is a female ghost in a black uniform - Damn! High-level evil!
Qiao Cian took a breath of cold air. Who is this evil ghost? How come he has even acted on high-level evil spirits. Thinking about how she has traveled all over the world for so many years, this is the first time she has seen a high-level Yin difference in the human world. Normally, meeting a Yin difference team leader is already very powerful.
She didn't dare to look at the high-level villain after just one glance. She turned her eyes and saw two familiar people following behind.
Qiao Cian was confused, huh? Taoist Yanqing and Tang Yuanyuan of Sanqing Palace? ? Why are they here?
Taking advantage of his height, Tang Yuanyuan also saw her and exclaimed in surprise, "Qiao Cian, why are you here?"
With these words, Yang Fan and the others had already reached the door of the ward and were in front of her. Stop.
Faced with such a group of people, Qiao Cian felt a rare sense of social fear. He raised his little hand and said, "Um...how are you?"
Yang Fan looked at this cute little pink-haired girl with interest. , "From the Maoshan faction."
Unexpectedly, the other party could see through her origin at a glance. Qiao Cian nodded hesitantly, then quickly reacted and said hello to them first.
"Hello fellow Taoist, hello Master Yincha, I am Qiao Ci'an, the forty-fifth generation descendant of the Maoshan sect."
Yang Fan bowed slightly, "Hello, my name is Yang Fan, I used to be from Sanqing Palace."
Qi Ming just nodded slightly and said nothing.
It used to be from Sanqing Palace, but isn’t it now? Qiao Cian was a little curious about this question, but she didn't ask.
She stood up and greeted Yan Qing and Tang Yuanyuan behind her, with a familiar tone, "Long time no see, Taoist Master Yan Qing, fellow Taoist Tang."
Yan Qing: "Long time no see."
Tang Yuanyuan smiled and waved to her, "Long time no see."
Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin looked at this maverick in surprise. The hair is long, especially the pink hair on her head.
So cute!
Qiao Cian noticed the two of them looking at each other and waved to them enthusiastically, "Good evening, young ladies."
Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin smiled like their aunts, "Good evening, Taoist priest Qiao."
Taoist priest Yan Qing? Master Yang Fan? !
Taoist Master Yanqing is here!
In the ward, Song Zhenglin heard their voices and walked out quickly.
Yang Fan greeted him first, "Officer Song, good evening."
"...Good evening, Master Yang."
Song Zhenglin looked around and found that the people who came were all the people who worked for Yang Fan's family.
Is Master Yanqing among these people? Which one is it?
How come he didn’t know such an important thing before!
"Uncle! I miss you so much!" Seeing Song Zhenglin, Song Weiwei, who had been silent, finally couldn't help it anymore, cried out excitedly, and went up to hug him.
Uncle? Qiao Cian looked at Song Weiwei in surprise, not expecting that this female ghost was also a member of the Song family.
Song Zhenglin couldn't see Song Weiwei and Qi Ming, he only felt a cold wind blowing in front of him.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed before his eyes, and he closed his eyes subconsciously. When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Weiwei's excited face rushing towards him.
“Ah!”
Song Zhenglin was so frightened that he stepped back several steps, accidentally tripped and fell to the ground.
Inside the house, Lin Qinfang never dared to go out, holding her son's hand who was still in a coma tightly with both hands.
Trying to draw some strength like this.