"Leaving aside the influence of foresight on me, from a practical point of view, no matter what I choose, I should take a gamble and choose to control ghost blood."
Yang Jian pondered for a long time. He felt that he had no other choice but to continue on the road of controlling ghosts, and he couldn't help himself to stop, because the result of stopping would be death.
However, there is a high probability of failure in controlling ghost blood. After all, Yang Jian in the foresight picture seems to have failed.
"I still have one and a half days left, and I don't even have time to find other solutions." Yang Jian wanted to try other methods, but found that he was running out of time.
In just one and a half days, he himself didn't even have the confidence to find a way to deal with the supernatural resuscitation of the bus.
"Taking traditional Chinese medicine can extend the time for 20 days. How about using those 20 days to find a new method?" Yang Jian couldn't help thinking this way again.
It seems to be a little safer to do so.
However, judging from the plan given by the human skin paper, it is obvious that taking traditional Chinese medicine has side effects. When the medicine expires, there is a high probability that it will suffer a greater spiritual backlash.
"Maybe I should go to the pharmacy to ask again to confirm the situation. After all, all this is just my guess."
With such thoughts in mind, Yang Jian recovered from his contemplation.
He put away the human skin paper, stood up slowly, then opened his ghost eyes, and looked into the distance.
Accompanied by the proliferation of ghost domains.
The next moment, Yang Jian disappeared in place and left Dachang City without a sound.
soon.
He followed the footsteps of the past and came to an inconspicuous small city.
In the center of the city, there is an old urban area. This old urban area is being demolished, and the project is progressing very fast. The large area of ??the urban area that came last time is still there. This time, these urban areas disappeared, leaving only A piece of ruins, only one old street is still struggling to support.
However, many shops on the old street have been closed, and only a few are still open. However, it seems that this old street will disappear completely this year, and most of the traditional Chinese medicine shops on the old street will also disappear. .
Once the Chinese medicine shop closes down, the era of the Republic of China will also come to an end.
But now, the door of the Chinese medicine store is still open, and there is a signboard at the door that says it is open.
Yang Jian was standing at the door of the Chinese medicine shop at the moment. He looked inside, but saw a woman sitting behind the counter inside.
The woman was about 30 or so, wearing clothes in the 1980s and 1990s, which was incompatible with modern people's outfits, but sitting in this old Chinese medicine shop, she didn't look awkward at all, as if she blended in perfectly here.
Obviously, this woman should have grown up in a Chinese medicine shop since she was a child, lived here, and rarely went out.
Yang Jian knew her, this is the apprentice of the old man in the pharmacy, it seems to be called. Xiao Ru.
When he walked into the pharmacy, Xiao Ru behind the counter heard the movement and looked up. When she saw Yang Jian, there was a strange look in her eyes, as if she didn't expect him to come here again.
"You have come too many times, you are not very welcome here." Xiao Ru said calmly. Her attitude towards Yang Jian changed after she heard that he killed Zhang Xianguang.
"You are just an employee, not a boss." Yang Jian replied calmly.
The meaning is to remind Xiaoru to recognize her identity and status, and not to overstep her.
Xiaoru frowned and said, "What do you want to do this time, my master gave you three packs of traditional Chinese medicine last time, don't you want more?"
"I came here to ask something. Where is your master? I came here this time to look for him." Yang Jian said.
"My master has not seen any visitors." Xiao Ru said.
"Is this what you mean, or what your master means?" Yang Jian continued to ask.
Xiao Ru said: "What do you mean? Do you think I deliberately did not let you see my master? My master is very old and in a bad state. He doesn't have much time to be active and awake. all the time
In a state of ignorance, sometimes he will do some weird things that go against common sense. "
"My master's death is probably not far away. He doesn't want to die now. It's not that he is afraid of death, but that he has not seen the so-called hope appearing. He is not reconciled, so he has been holding on to his breath and wants to live longer. I want to see the hope in his mouth appear."
"But this era has disappointed him too much, especially this time the top ghost masters in the supernatural circle are almost dead, which makes meHelped up.
What surprised Yang Jian was that the old man was obviously so skinny, but his body was extraordinarily heavy, like a cold stone, not like a living body at all.
But at the moment when the old man was being lifted up, the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Jian's wrist.
The power was not great, but it made people lose consciousness in the arm instantly. At the same time, Yang Jian felt icy cold all over, as if a terrible spirit was crazily eroding his whole body.
"Huh?" Yang Jian's expression changed.
However, soon the old man let go of his hand again, and the strong discomfort disappeared quickly.
"I checked your body just now. I didn't expect you to be young and weaker than an old man like me. Cough cough, I didn't take the medicine I gave you last time." The blind old man revealed in his tone A kind of weakness that is strong on the outside but dry on the inside.
"You can't even live for two days in this state."
Yang Jian said: "I know, I have driven a supernatural bus, that level of supernatural power is difficult to control, and I will soon die from the resuscitation of ghosts, even if I take the traditional Chinese medicine you gave me, I can extend it by up to twenty days. lifespan, but the medicine you gave should have side effects, right?"
"Everything has a price in the world of spirits. My medicine only delays the recovery time of the ghosts, but does not solve it. After the effect of the medicine wears off, the revived spirits will be stronger than before, so those who take the medicine must try their best. Do everything possible to solve the problem of resuscitating your own ghosts." The blind old man said slowly.
"Sure enough, this is the same as I guessed." Yang Jian nodded.
The blind old man said: "You didn't choose to take medicine, it seems that you have other ideas."
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