Life is alive, luck is very important, good luck can turn bad luck into good luck, and everything goes smoothly.
Zheng Xiumin and I visited Changchun Guan at night and met Taoist Shen Ming, hoping that he could take me to see the ghost king. But he hesitated. In my sleep, I entered the medicinal material warehouse, and then said goodbye to the phantom, the soul left the wing and wandered in the Taoist temple.
The night of Changchun View was quiet, and there were many Taoist priests at night. I entered their rooms one by one, looking for the location of Shen Ming and the abbot.
When I entered a secluded grotto behind the Taoist Temple, there was actually an electric light on and a telephone set up.
Shen Ming had a close conversation with a Taoist man with white beard and eyebrows, and it seemed that this man was the abbot of Changchun Temple.
"You know the danger of going to see the ghost emperor. It can be a life of nine deaths, even one in a hundred. Do you want to think about it?" The host warned Shen Ming.
But the secret of the treasure house of medicinal materials is too big. Shen Ming has made up his mind and promised: "If I successfully complete the task, then I will never get sick again, and I may live a hundred years!"
The abbot said: "It's just a lie to live a hundred years old. It is great for the unknown Taoist in Luoyang to live to 150 years old. If you fail this mission, you will not survive the 73-year-old threshold!"
Taoist Shen Ming fell into silence. When I was impatient, he suddenly said: "Brother Abbot, I have decided to take a risk, and I hope Senior Brother can help me."
The abbot shook his head and said: "I won't risk this illusory and ethereal business."
Shen Ming crawled to the ground, begging: "Please give some guidance from the abbot."
The abbot slowly said: "March 3 is the Sacrifice Festival, and the ghost gate is open. You can take the opportunity to visit His Royal Highness the Ghost Emperor. If you can do what you like and win his favor, you may be able to successfully complete the task."
"Thank you, brother host, what does the ghost emperor like?" Taoist Shen Ming continued to ask.
After thinking for a while, the abbot replied: "The ghost emperor actually likes power, money, and the obedient, just like the officials in the world. Maybe there is a ghost of a beautiful woman on the download address of the 31 novel app?"
Shen Ming also thought for a long time, and replied: "Quan, I naturally can't give it. Maybe money is still available. Where can the obedient and capable people find it? The ghost of a beautiful woman is even more difficult to get. It seems that there is only money, and I don’t know the donor Do you have any money?"
The abbot immediately stopped him after hearing this: "Junior brother, you must not directly send money to the ghost king. If the ghost king is not bad, you will be self-defeating. Only sending him antiques or rare things may have unexpected effects. "
"Antiques or strange things?" Shen Ming lowered his head and thought.
I returned to the room and saw Zheng Xiumin was still asleep, but she was still holding a small dark pistol in her hand hidden under the jacket of her sportswear.
After merging with the body, I regained consciousness and knew what the other person thought, and I could feel at ease, but I didn't have any money. This old man, Shen Ming, don't expect to spend my money.
There was a knock on the door outside the room, and Zheng Xiumin was awakened immediately. The sportswear jacket on her body slipped, revealing the hand holding the gun. I was not surprised, but rather embarrassed her.
I opened the door of the room, Taoist Master Shen Ming walked in, sat on the chair of the imperial teacher, stared at both of us, and said, "The two donors are really determined, especially this male donor. I don't know how to call it?"
"Yuan Chenghua, this is Doctor Zheng Xiumin!" I introduced.
The other party said straightforwardly: "I have discussed with my senior and decided to help you, but we have to discuss your requirements and my terms!"
Zheng Xiumin continued to lie down to rest, but listened with upright ears.
I listened quietly to the other party's conditions, but Taoist Shen Ming asked me to make a request first.
Take me to see His Royal Highness the Ghost Emperor and help me bring the souls of Tan Daochang and Qingqing back to the world. This is my request.
"It's not difficult to send you to see the ghost emperor. Two days later, there will be a festival, the ghost gate is wide open, yin and yang are connected, but how do you get your girlfriend from the ghost emperor's hands?"
I frankly told me: "I don't have a good way. It's all up to you!"
The other party replied: "Pan Dao can help you, but you still need your assistance and cooperation. First of all, money. I need to give gifts to His Royal Highness Ghost Emperor! Can I ask for help without giving gifts?"
Zheng Xiumin hurriedly corrected: "You are going to ask ghosts to do things!"
The other party said: "It's the same with ghosts. As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind. I don't know if the donor has a lot of money?"
I immediately said, "I'm just an ordinary resident doctor. I have just been working for less than half a year. My girlfriend's hospitalization has spent all my savings and owed a foreign debt!"
Shen Ming looked at my cheap suit, no longer questioned it, and looked at Zheng Xiumin.
Zheng Xiumin also said in a hurry, "I'm just an ordinary friend of Doctor Yuan, and I'm just a small military doctor. I don't have any money at home!"
The old Taoist priest immediately became depressed and said, "You have no money, and the poor Tao is also a monk. Can't you let me pay for gifts?"
"With this treasure house of medicinal materials, longevity is worth more than money!" I knocked on the side.
Taoist Shen Ming agreed, and then he pondered.
Zheng Xiumin uploaded her cell phone ringtone, and she hurriedly left the room to answer the phone.
Taoist Shen Ming shot the case and said: "Yes! I know what gift to give the ghost king!"
After answering the phone, Zheng Xiumin returned to the room and said to me: "It was Xiao Shao. He cannot come to Wuhan for the time being. Let me return to the army as soon as possible!"
I immediately had a bad feeling that if Zheng Xiumin also left Wuhan, then I and Pan Gui would take care of Qingqing.
Taoist Shen Ming asked Zheng Xiumin: "Are you a soldier?"
"Yes, I am a military doctor!" Zheng Xiumin replied.
The Taoist priest hesitated again, and then asked me: "Pan Dao is willing to give up his life to help, but not just for your "Compendium of Materia Medica", but also to save Brother Tan and your girlfriend. You must believe in your words! "
I raised my right hand and said, "I can swear to the Buddha. No, I am willing to swear to Lao Tzu. Both your abbot and military doctor Zheng can testify!"
"Then you go back and prepare, come and find me before March 27." Shen Ming responded.
Zheng Xiumin and I left the wing and walked out of the Changchun Temple facing the first ray of sunshine in the morning. She rolled her hair and stood under the stone steps, and said to me: "It's your plan to see the ghost king, I have no plans. Go with you!"
Maybe she knew that this was a bit hurtful, so she added hurriedly: "I have never believed in the matter of the netherworld, but since I believe it, I must be in awe. I believe that the ghost king can’t meet easily, otherwise it’s possible. There is no return!"
I clearly remember what the abbot said, ghosts are like people, and ghost emperors are the same as human officials. Some are iron-faced and selfless. The ghost emperor I saw likes talented people, but I have offended him and now I offended Lu Ji, even if I saw him, I didn't even have a ghost to speak for me.
Soon a bus came slowly, and Zheng Xiumin took me into the bus and threw two coins into it.
We bought two servings of bean curd at the breakfast stall outside the hospital. You can buy steamed buns here at most. You can't see the steamed rice porridge. People in Wuhan like to eat noodles or rice noodles for breakfast. I brought another bowl of hot and sour noodles for Pangui.
In the bus, I saw many young people eating noodles in paper bowls while riding in the bus.
Back in the hospital ward, just in time to follow Professor Hong's rounds.
When he saw me, he asked: "Are you still used to living here?"
I nodded and agreed. After examining Qingqing, he said with satisfaction: "The patient's condition has been stabilized, and it will not relapse or worsen, but it is up to the patient's own will to wake up the patient!"
I know this. If the patient's soul can fuse with the body, he can wake up and return to normal. (End of this chapter)