Chapter 484 Asking for Spiritual Technique
“Thank you, sir!”
Miao Su asked Liang Yan for agreeing to heal her mother. A hint of joy appeared on her face. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears and turned to lead the way. .
Liang Yan followed Miao Suwen and soon saw an elegant courtyard with a vermilion attic. There were several maids and servants standing outside the attic door.
At this time, a middle-aged man with a broad nose and a square face was pushing the door and coming out of the attic, followed by a hunched-over old man in white robes who was nearly seventy years old.
This middle-aged man turned out to be Miao Yue, the Minister of Taichang Temple and a third-rank official in the imperial court.
He was frowning at this moment, with a look of deep worry on his face. He also chatted with the old man in white robes beside him, but the sadness on his face did not diminish at all.
“Dad!”
Miao Suwen shouted, her eyes already turning red. She usually has a strong temper. Even when she secretly learned martial arts and was scolded by her father, she never said a word. She had never been in such a crying state. It was just that her mother's life was at stake, so she finally let this arrogant girl relent. down.
Miao Yue raised his head and glanced at her, nodded slightly, his eyes fell on Liang Yan next to him, showing a little doubt, and asked: "If I remember correctly, this should be the person in the house. Are you the new accountant? You don’t know why you’re here?”
Liang Yan cupped his hands and said, "Tang has learned some medical skills before and has some unique secret recipes. I heard that your lady was ill, so I came here to have a look."
Miao Yue nodded and said, "It's difficult. You have this heart, but my wife’s condition is weird, and there are many There is nothing the famous doctor can do, so you should ask him back."
Liang Yan knew that although Miao Yue spoke politely, he still didn't trust his medical skills, not to mention that there was someone beside him. This doctor obviously didn't want to lose this person's face.
He wanted to say something more, but Miao Suwen took a step forward and said softly: "Dad, please ask your husband to take a look. He has great magical powers and may be able to cure his mother." Illness.”
“Nonsense!”
Miao Yue scolded and said angrily: "If you don't learn how to make needlework at home, you sneak out and make mischief by yourself. I haven't taught you a lesson, but you are confident?"
Miao Su asked the old man Dad got angry, but he took one step He refused to retreat, with a stubborn expression on his face, and continued to say: "Dad, you invited all those famous doctors, but they didn't cure my mother. Why don't you let Mr. Tang give it a try?"
"You!"
< br>Miao Yue’s face was already gloomy, At this moment, Miao Suwen was even more angry and turned blue with anger. She shouted angrily: "What a rebellious girl! I am so angry! I am so angry!"
The old man in white robe next to him saw this pair of father and mother. The woman's needle point was against the wheat awn, and they were so noisy that they also felt Feeling bored, he cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Miao, your lady's condition is really strange. Please forgive Lu for not being able to do anything about it. Birth, old age, illness and death are normal for human beings. Please look at it, Miao. Mr. Lu will leave first!"< br>
After saying this, he didn't wait for Miao Yue to ask him to stay. He flicked his sleeves and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Liang Yan with some disdain.
Liang Yan naturally would not be angry with an old doctor in his sixties. He also understood that people who have been friends since ancient times have been enemies. However, he came here to verify something, not to steal his job or destroy him. How could there be any hatred for his reputation?
Miao Su suddenly softened her voice when she saw that her father's antique temper was rising, and said softly: "Dad, have you forgotten the mooncakes that your mother made for you during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year? On which day? Days ago, you said you wanted to eat it for the rest of your life. "
Today happens to be the cold dew, and seven days ago it was the Mid-Autumn Festival. After listening to his daughter's words, Miao Yue suddenly recalled that on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the family was still harmonious and beautiful. Unexpectedly, this was just seven days. Such a huge change occurred in Kung Fu! When he thought of his beloved wife's past, Miao Yue couldn't help but feel his heart soften, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face. He waved his hand and said very tiredly:
"It's up to you!"
Miao Suwen's face lit up, and he hurriedly pulled Liang Yan up and said respectfully: "I've wasted so much time, sir, please diagnose and treat my mother quickly!"< br>
While she was speaking, a servant had already The silver needle and medicine box were brought up, and Liang Yan could only accept them pretendingly, then turned around and warned: "When I go in to treat a disease, outsiders are not allowed to come in and disturb me."
"Don't worry, sir! Su Wen Just stay at the door," Miao Suwen said solemnly.
Liang Yan nodded and walked directly into the vermilion attic. Then he closed the door with his backhand and threw the silver needle and medicine box aside.
There is a big bed in the middle of the attic. Lying on the bed is a beautiful middle-aged woman, about thirty-five or six years old, with hair on both sides of her hair, fair skin, but her lips are darkened, and the nails on her hands are also dark.
These are just scenes in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Liang Yan's eyes, you can clearly see a vague black air coiling around the head of this middle-aged beautiful woman. , and shuttled back and forth among her seven orifices.
"As expected!"
A light blue light flashed through Liang Yan's eyes, and he suddenly said in his heart: "This Madam of the Miao family is not suffering from some strange disease, but was People hurt their souls with evil methods!"
He walked to the bed, put one hand on the beautiful woman's head, and sensed out a stream of consciousness, and got a rough idea of the situation in this person's meridians.
"Please use spiritual skills?" Liang Yan said to himself.
This "Spirit-Inviting Technique" is a low-level magic that belongs to the heresy and is not included in the four major traditions. Spellcasters can control the spiritual consciousness of some low-level spirits and make them use themselves to help them defend themselves against enemies.
Liang Yan tapped his right index finger lightly, and a blue spiritual power was injected into the beautiful woman's eyebrows. The corners of the beautiful woman's lips moved slightly, and her face suddenly became distorted.
A stream of black energy surged between her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, sometimes going in and sometimes going out, as if she had been disturbed by something, and she was struggling constantly.
Liang Yan's eyes narrowed, and he grasped with one hand. The beautiful woman's mouth immediately opened, and a black thing jumped out of her mouth!
This thing was caught by Liang Yan's tentative hand, and he saw it was a six-inch-long small snake, all black, with some leaf-like lines on the snake's body. The snake's mouth was wide open, and it was hissing at him.
“It turns out to be a black leaf snake spirit!”
Liang Yan smiled slightly, and with a little force on his hand, a stream of blue spiritual power entered the belly of the black snake, and then the body shape In a flash, the whole person disappeared into the room.
At the same time that Liang Yan injected spiritual power into the belly of the black snake, a scream suddenly came from a room somewhere in the Miao Mansion!
A middle-aged man with a handsome appearance in white clothes is covering his lower abdomen with his hand at the moment, with two bright red blood stains left at the corners of his mouth!
"No! There are still experts in this Miao Mansion!"
The middle-aged man was sweating on his forehead. He jumped out of the room almost without thinking, climbed up the high wall again, and was about to walk away. He saw a handsome scholar in blue robes and Confucian robes already standing on the roof, looking at him with a smile
(End of this chapter)