"Let go of my husband!"
The woman screamed and rushed over. Lu Liangsheng raised his sleeve and flicked it away. The stick he swung broke into two parts in mid-air with a "crack". The broken part fell not far away and almost hit the screaming guy.
On one side, the middle-aged man who was imprisoned by magic saw the woman swinging the stick stumble and sit on the ground. She struggled even more fiercely, with evil energy overflowing, and shouted in panic.
"Sir! Master! My wife is a human, not a ghost. Please don't hurt her."
Lu Liangsheng naturally knew that the woman and the guy were human beings. He stretched out his hand and pulled the ghost into the air.
"Humans and ghosts have different paths. She is not blessed with good fortune. If you continue to pester her, it will only kill one more person, including the employee in your store."
His eyes then turned to the woman on the ground.
"You know, your husband is dead."
The woman held the half-broken stick in her hand and stood up tremblingly from the ground. She took a deep breath and looked at her husband in mid-air, but she didn't dare to go forward, because she knew she had met a master.
His lips trembled slightly and he said, "I know."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly knelt down on the ground, and the half-broken stick in his hand rolled to the side with a bang.
"I already knew about it two days after he came back from outside."
"Qinglian." The male ghost hanging in the air opened his mouth slightly, looked at his wife kneeling on the ground, suddenly burst into tears, and kept shouting at the woman.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Lu Liangsheng withdrew his magic power and put the man down. Perhaps he was a little reckless just now. This ghost's emotions did not seem fake. Could there be some other hidden secret
Over there, a man and a ghost were hugging each other. The man took off the scarf around his neck. There were horrifying bloodstains around his neck, and the flesh could be seen turned inside out, as if the entire neck had been cut off by a sharp knife.
"My husband is dead, and I can only come back for seven days. I just want to be with you every day, and then I'll leave after seven days... and..."
He looked at the master beside him, who knelt on the ground and took a few steps. Lu Liangsheng moved aside, walked around him and knelt, saying softly: "If you have something to say, just say it. You don't have to kneel."
"Master, please understand. I didn't come back to do any evil this time. I just ask that you take me in a few days later. Can I stay with Qinglian and the other patients and cure them?"
After saying that, his head hit the ground with a thud.
Lu Liangsheng pursed his lips as he looked at the doctor named Li Yishu, and suddenly recalled the ghost boatman who remained consistent until his death outside Wangjia Village.
After seeing so many heroes who have dedicated their lives to the people and sacrificed their lives for their country, it is inevitable that people will sigh when they see this doctor who has turned into a ghost on the ground. People of great virtue are not divided by social status.
He sighed, raised his hand to help him up, and bowed to him.
"Doctor Li is very kind. I was reckless before and offended him."
As for capturing the other party after seven days, that is also the job of the City God's ghost messenger. However, it seems that the other party must have used a secret method before his death, and his soul avoided the ghost messenger and escaped back. At that time, we will inevitably have to arrest him.
The two people and the ghost in the room were about to speak when a gust of wind blew and the scholar who was originally standing there disappeared.
The sun outside was gradually setting. Lu Liangsheng walked through the bustling long street and returned to the inn where he was staying. The shopkeeper had also returned and asked him about the doctor at Renxin Pharmacy. The latter gave him a thumbs up and praised him highly.
"You are from another place, so you may not know that Doctor Li is a famous good doctor in the city. He never treats people based on their status, but only on their condition. He does not charge a penny for those who come from poor families."
"… My father's illness has been delayed for a long time. He insisted on going to Doctor Li for treatment. He was unwilling to go anywhere else. Why? Because Madam Li is a good person and she doesn't fool people!"
"Whenever my family has any illness, we basically go to this pharmacy. We can't get the medicine from other pharmacies."
"My family is considered to be well off. There is another family with a patient. The man has a chronic cough and cannot work when he is sick. The family has no money and relies entirely on Doctor Li to treat him... Tsk tsk, if it weren't for this doctor, he would have died long ago and the whole family would have no one to rely on."
After listening to the shopkeeper for a while, Lu Liangsheng probably had not misjudged the person. He returned to the guest room on the second floor, and a spicy smell hit his nose. A large copper pot was placed on the stove, the soup was boiling, and spicy hot steam was bubbling. The dishes were in a mess on the table. Wang Banxia was sweating all over his face, and his forehead to neck was red. He was holding a piece of meat that he had taken out of the pot, and he kept moving it around in his mouth because it was too hot.
At one side, the Toad Taoist was standing on the table, holding a wine glass and swaying on the edge of the pot. He stepped on the edge of the pot, and with a "hiss" sound, he retracted his foot due to the heat, and sat back on the table in a daze.
Seeing his disciple coming in, he laughed.
"Liangsheng is back, come and eat. This is my favorite antique soup. If you add mica and sunflower essence, it will taste even better. Hiccup~~"
Then, he took a breath.
"Hmm, why do I smell a smell of hot meat, a bit like frogs."
Lu Liangsheng closed the door, pushed open the window to let the smell go, turned around and sat down at the table, and put the Toad Taoist on the desk to prevent it from falling into the pot.
"I've eaten outside, but... Master, didn't I order a table of food before I left? How come it turned into Gu Gu Tang?"
His eyes were on Wang Banxia, who was still eating and drinking. He had drunk some wine and was in high spirits, but also a little slow. He looked at Lu Liangsheng who had entered the room for a while before he reacted.
"Master, when did you come back?"
"Forget it, just keep eating."
Lu Liangsheng was too lazy to ask. He lay down on the bed with his hands behind his head, thinking about Zuo Zhengyang's duel with others, and Doctor Li from Renxin Pharmacy... There was a lot of noise in the room. Toad Taoist jumped onto the dining table again, excitedly, and pulled Wang Banxia to play finger-guessing games.
The scholar's eyelids drooped twice, and he gradually fell asleep. He didn't know how many hours had passed, but he was suddenly awakened by a scream of "Ah--". He saw his master sitting by the bed holding a flipper and blowing hard.
"Hiss~~It hurts so much."
Hearing the rustling of bedding behind him, he turned around and saw his apprentice standing up and stretching out his flipper.
"Who attacked me yesterday? Why is my foot hurting so badly?"
Lu Liangsheng yawned, pointed to the big pot over there, got up and put on his shoes. The candle on the table had burned out and it was dark outside. He must have slept until late at night.
"Master, guess who I bumped into on the street today?"
Thinking of the person I met during the day, I couldn't help but talk about it. On the ground, the toad with one webbed foot jumped to the compartment of the bookshelf, took out a bandage from it, cut a small strip, and wrapped it around the webbed foot.
"Who did you meet?"
"Zuo Qianwei, haha, he was tricked by Yan Chixia." Looking at the moonlight outside the window, Lu Liangsheng chuckled and turned his head to the side.
"Oh, there's one more strange thing."
He told about his encounter with Zuo Zhengyang and Doctor Li from Renxin Pharmacy. After tying the bandages, the Toad Taoist limped back.
"Humph, it's just a blood escape method, it can only prolong his life for seven days. But I don't think he can even last seven days, hiccup..."
Looking at the Toad Taoist who still had a bloated stomach, Lu Liangsheng frowned slightly after hearing his words. He glanced at Wang Banxia who was sleeping soundly on another couch and looked at the moonlight outside.
"Indeed, escaping from the execution ground would definitely attract the attention of the City God."
"Liangsheng, come and put my teacher to bed..."
Before the toad finished speaking, its body suddenly became lighter and Lu Liangsheng grabbed it in his hand, put it on his shoulder, and in the blink of an eye it was directly on the street. The toad blinked its eyes, stood up angrily, and waved away its flippers.
"The teacher wants to sleep, not go out~~~"
The sound passed through the long street covered with a thin layer of mist and floated to the end of the street.
…
Bang Bang—
It was late at night and everyone was asleep. Occasionally, the sound of dogs barking could be heard in the city. A night watchman, striking a gong, walked through the streets carrying a lantern. A dim light shone through the window of a house passing by.
Inside the room, only the woman's shadow was cast on the wall. The man opposite her stood in the shadow, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and a circle of red marks on his neck was particularly obvious.
"Qinglian, I'm sorry for you. I didn't want you to know when I came back."
"It's okay, it's okay..."
The woman sniffed, her eyes red and wet. The day after her husband came back, she had noticed that he wore a hat and a scarf during the day and only walked in the shade. It turned out that he liked to bask in the sun, but after he came back, he became afraid of the sun and refused to eat with her...
Tears fell uncontrollably, the woman suppressed her emotions, took a breath, and her voice became choked.
"Yishu, tell me how you died. Weren't you going to the government office in Yancheng to treat the wife of the prefect? How did you just... die?"
"I was framed..."
In the shadows, Li Yishu looked at his wife and wanted to tell her exactly what happened outside. Suddenly, the lights in the house flickered and he stopped talking. He seemed to feel something and his whole body was shaking.
Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of clinking iron chains coming from outside.
"You're here so soon..."
Muttering something, he looked at his wife with helplessness on his face: "Qinglian, I may not be able to accompany you for seven days."
At this time, there were stumbling footsteps outside, and the voice of the shop assistant was heard, trembling outside the door, saying:
"Brother, sister-in-law, something bad has happened. There are two people outside... outside... They said... they said they are here to take brother away."
"Who dares to take my man away!"
The woman suddenly screamed and yelled, ran to grab the wooden stick against the wall behind the door, opened the door and rushed out, and the guy followed her and pulled her.
"Sister-in-law, don't go, don't go, you can't watch!"
Li Yishu also followed out, stopped in front of the courtyard gate, and shook his head.
"Go back to the house, go back quickly, don't see them."
Suddenly, the wind whistled in the courtyard, and thick fog spread in from the gaps in the gate and the walls. The air was gloomy, and two slender figures slowly walked in from the closed door. They were wearing black robes and tall hats, with very long sleeves dragging on the ground. There was the sound of iron chains clinking inside.
One of the figures spoke in a low voice.
"Li Yishu, come with us on the road."
Seeing this scene, the woman came to her senses, her eyes widened, she clenched the stick but couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Master Yincha."
Li Yishu pursed his lips and cupped his hands in fear: "Can you give me two days? There are still a few patients in the pharmacy. Can you let me treat them?"
"No, you are already dead, you cannot stay in the world of the living."
Another slender figure on the right raised his long sleeves, and an iron chain rushed out with a dragging sound, binding Li Yishu's raised hands.
"Master Yincha, please!"
Li Yishu suddenly cried out, knelt down in front of the two ghost messengers, and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Let me stay for two more days to cure the remaining patients. Please have mercy on me, I beg you, and let me cure them."
"No!" the ghost repeated in a higher voice. He dragged the chain in his hand, pulled up Li Yishu who was kneeling on the ground, and turned around and floated towards the gate of the courtyard.
"You two, could you please be flexible?!"
Across the courtyard gate, a voice came from the street outside.