I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery

"Bang——!"

Tang Long almost kicked the door of the Chinese medicine shop open, staggered and rolled into the lobby: "Doctor! Help!"

Even Zhang Bohua, who is "soul-pierced", is really embarrassed to call him dad, but it is normal to call him dad when he comes to a traditional Chinese medicine store to seek medical treatment.

There are three unfortunate eggs lying on the ground now, about to be resurrected as evil ghosts. Aunt Xia, who has taken the wood pills and barely resisted the rust curse, is actually the one in the best condition.

Zhang Youhong's entire body was almost turned into wood due to excessive use of supernatural power. However, although she was delicate, she seemed very strong-willed at this time, gritting her teeth and remaining silent.

Tang Long himself was one of them. He had just taken a huge risk to control the evil spirit in the profiteer Liu, and he had paid a huge price.

How terrifying is the ghost inside the coffin shop owner? Lin Yunhui once told Yang Jian about the beauty of the paper doll. He had never heard of anyone successfully snatching a coffin from a coffin shop.

Although she was not from the same era as Qilao, she was scolded by Zhang Bohua in his old age for having no potential and not worthy of taking medicine. She was also an absolute ghost controller during the Republic of China.

In the era of the Republic of China, when all heroes came together, no one except the Seven Elders could successfully rob a coffin shop. Even considering that there were experts like the Wang family who did not bother to rob a coffin shop, he controlled the evil ghost. The degree of terror can also be imagined.

Tang Long rashly controlled the ghost after his death and did not die suddenly on the spot. It was thanks to the erasure of the Dongtian Emperor's puppet that the ghost fell into a deep sleep for a short time.

But this kind of deep sleep was not a permanent death. After entering Tang Long's body, the ghost gradually woke up, and for the first time, he felt the pain and terror of the ghost's resurrection.

The supernatural power used by Tang Long before, except for Li Gui's employees, was suppressed by Zhang Ya with the help of Zhang Ya, Luo Qian suppressed it with grave soil not long after wearing the five ghost clothes, and Zhang Youhong helped control the 40% ghost lake. He can truly control it by himself. , is a bone in the furnace, used to balance the ghost lake.

Therefore, he has never personally experienced the feelings of ordinary ghost controllers without plug-ins, the despair of struggling to survive despite knowing that they will be doomed after controlling them, the kind of body and consciousness that are eroded little by little, from normal to normal. The warmth became painful and finally became cold and stiff...

He was experiencing everything personally. The severe physical pain and mental erosion made him want to collapse on the ground and roll around, instinctively calling Zhang Chongqing for help.

But... there was no response. Zhang Chongqing tonight was just as Tang Long predicted, not in the medicine shop.

"Sure enough, it's not that easy." His body was shaking violently, and Tang Long's whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he had just fallen into the river.

However, he knew that this was not bad. As he used the supernatural power of the ghost in his body, his body would completely lose its temperature and become stiff. Tang Long had seen too many of the cold and cruel look of the ghost on the verge of resurrecting. The representative figure was the member of the Xiao Ming Club. That group of cannon fodder.

"But now is not the time to wail and wallow." Tang Long worked hard to take one step, two steps... not only a physical step, but also a step to truly become a ghost controller. Although he was weak, he was extremely determined. .

"I know Zhang Youhong's situation quite well. Even if Zhang Chongqing is not here, I should be able to prepare Chinese medicine to suppress her ghost's resurgence."

As he walked, he dropped a tattered wooden arm on the table. In the wooden arm, there was the coffin nail that had become a hot potato.

This thing was filled with aqua regia and was cursed. Tang Long didn't dare to touch it with his hands. He used the fragments of Zhang Youhong's puppets to shovel it up from the ground.

Although aqua regia can also corrode wood, the puppet's arms are thick enough. Coffin nails soaked in aqua regia can corrode thin gold gloves, but they cannot corrode wooden arms in a short period of time. After all, this thing is Relatively thick.

"Calm down, stay calm and sober."

Sensing a cold consciousness running around in his mind, Tang Long knew that this was not a consciousness-invading ghost, but just a supernatural influence on the thinking of living people. In theory, as long as he sticks to his heart and does not forget his original intention, it is fine. These eight words are easy to say, but too difficult to sit up.

The influence of supernatural beings on the consciousness of living people is subtle and subtle. Sun Rui became a ghost post office administrator and gained eternal life. However, in the sequel, he still couldn't bear it and began to arrange funeral arrangements. It was because his consciousness was affected that he became increasingly It looks less and less like a living person.

Fortunately, Tang Long didn't need to persist for sixty years like Sun Rui, he only needed to persist for the remaining twenty days.

"Cassia seeds, black ashes, brown human skin, and most importantly, ghost blood..."

Tang Long followed the teachings in medical books and added his own understanding of supernatural beings to create a special human skin plaster. It's hard to say how effective it would be for other supernatural beings, but it should be a special medicine for Zhang Youhong's situation.

Soon, as soon as the plaster was applied, Zhang Youhong's painful expression softened, and the woody lines on his skin also faded away. Tang Long actually successfully suppressed it.

He even had a clear understanding in his mind: "She has bones, skin, and blood. If I can find ghost meat to fill it with, I can completely suppress the resurrection of the evil ghost in her body."

You know, Zhang Youhong is a seventh-level supernatural being, but in this Dahong Chinese Medicine Shop, he can actually find a way to completely suppress him. Based on this alone, the five-star horror scene is well-deserved.

"This is different from the medicine your father gave me before." Zhang Youhong straightened up slightly, "Did you prepare it yourself?"

"I have to say that after treating people in the front hall for so many days, I must have some experience." Tang Long grinned, and then used a few medicines to temporarily relieve his pain.

"Next is Aunt Xia's side." He stood up again unsteadily. Aunt Xia looked coldly at "Bo Hua" walking towards him, and couldn't help but be filled with emotion for a moment.

How long has passed, just an ordinary boy, can already use Dahong's various drugs to suppress the resurrection of evil ghosts, and even control evil ghosts. The future is limitless.

"It would be great if Yue Lian could marry him." She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She had asked Blind Qin for a fortune before, but it turned out that Yue Lian had another marriage. Although she was very annoyed, Blind Qin's fortune had never come out. If you make a mistake, you can only let it go.

"The girl in the cheongsam seems to be very close to Bo Hua. She couldn't have snatched her away." At this time, Aunt Xia's mood was filled with sadness and anger as if her childhood daughter had been defeated by the sky.

Tang Long didn't know what the other party was thinking, and analyzed it carefully: "The situation on Aunt Xia's side is more troublesome. It is not the resurrection of her own evil ghost, but the threat of the future curse. Although she temporarily transformed her body into wood to resist it, ,but……"

"This is simple." After recovering, Zhang Youhong, who still had human skin plaster on half of her face, walked over, took out the ghost scissors that Tang Long was very familiar with, and cut in the air.

It seemed as if an invisible thin thread was cut, and the rust curse spreading on the surface of Aunt Xia's wooden body suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The next thing will be easier to handle, because the pill that temporarily turns the body into wood has an antidote. After taking a dose of the antidote, Aunt Xia seemed much better.

"Huh, everyone is happy after all." After rescuing Zhang Youhong and Aunt Xia, Tang Long collapsed on the chair almost exhausted.

At this time, the black mobile phone also sent a reminder that "Zhang Bohua's regret level has been reduced by ten."

"It's ten, not twenty, which means Aunt Xia is only half of this regrettable incident, the other half is..."

When Tang Long was thinking, suddenly something sweet and sour was stuffed into his mouth. He turned around and saw Yue Lian's sweet smile: "Thank you for saving my mother, Yue Lian." Please eat candied fruit."

"Yuelian..." Tang Long couldn't help but have an idea while feeling that he was healed, "Master's other ten regrets are that he couldn't marry Yuelian."

He shook his head violently: "What are you thinking about? Master is a person who cares about the world. How can he be entangled in this kind of personal relationship between his children? Besides, thinking about it at this time is already a crime! Yue Lian is only eight years old!"

The tearing pain in his body interrupted Tang Long's self-complaint: "In the end, it's my own situation."

However, when he tried to judge his situation by looking, hearing and asking, something went wrong. He felt that the medicine was not working, the supernatural power was not right, and everything was wrong.

"Ah, at times like this, I'm starting to miss Master's medicine box." Tang Long grabbed his hair with a hint of pain and tangle, "No matter what kind of monsters and monsters they are, they can be suppressed by a single dose of Chinese medicine. It's just a question of how long they can be suppressed." That’s all.”

Just when he was looking at the medicine cabinets in confusion, Zhang Chongqing's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Doctors don't heal themselves. This is a promotion in the industry, but if you really want to inherit Dahong, you must break through This is a taboo."

"The second in charge!" Aunt Xia stood up in a hurry and said hurriedly, "The profiteer Liu actually ignored the rules of the ancient town and attacked me for that leather coat. If Bo Hua hadn't arrived in time, I might have been killed. Now Bo Hua is in control The ghost of profiteer Liu, please save him quickly..."

Zhang Chongqing shook his head: "If you want to heal this era, you must be able to heal yourself."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw a strange pill into Tang Long's mouth.

"Ahem—!"

Tang Long felt as if he had swallowed a mouthful of fire. The hot feeling slid down his esophagus, straight into his stomach, and then spread throughout his limbs and bones.

In the face of this blazing heat, the coldness brought by the supernatural was dissipated, and the evil ghost in his body that was constantly struggling to revive was temporarily quieted.

"I heard from the big shopkeeper that you have agreed to join Zhang Dong's team." Zhang Chongqing looked at his son, "In that case, in the remaining twenty days, you should hone your medical skills."

"Before you leave, I want you to be able to suppress the evil ghost in your body. Otherwise, it will be equivalent to driving you out of Dahong. You will no longer be Dahong's heir."

Tang Long took a few breaths, feeling his body regaining health, and straightened his back: "I understand."

"Yes." A look of relief flashed in Zhang Chongqing's eyes, and he turned to look at Aunt Xia, "The boss already knows about the traitor Liu, and he will definitely give you an explanation tomorrow."

After saying that, he ignored the people in the front hall and walked to the back hall. When he passed by Tang Long, a strong smell of blood came again.

"It smells like this." Tang Long frowned. Assuming that Master Zhang Bohua's total regret level was one hundred and one incident was twenty, he should have five things to do in this ancient town.

The one thing about joining forces with Zhang Dong and others to fight against the big shopkeeper, the other thing about the mother and daughter in the tailor shop, and the remaining three things should be Pao Ya's conspiracy, Zhang Chongqing's secret, and the voice in the coffin?

He wasn't sure, but these were the only ones he had come into contact with so far.

"In these twenty days, while improving my medical skills, I also need to explore the entire ancient town."

…

Zhang Chongqing's return meant that the stage was over, and Tang Long no longer had the chance to pry into Pao Ya's secret.

Aunt Xia and her daughter said goodbye and left. Zhang Youhong also yawned and returned to the house. Looking at the human skin plaster on her face, Zhang Chongqing's face was even more pleased and he patted Tang Long on the shoulder.

"You are also exhausted today, go to bed early."

"Where have you been?" Tang Long almost blurted out.

He thought Zhang Chongqing would not answer, but the other party said calmly: "I went to the butcher's place and found that the supernatural power in his body was a little out of balance, so I re-prepared the medicine, and then the medicine on the container will be replaced with new medicine. "

"Is this like this..." Tang Long felt that Zhang Chongqing had no reason to lie to him, not to mention the relationship between father and son. This kind of lie that could be exposed just by asking the fat butcher was too low-level.

He was really tired. He returned to the room, read the medical books for a while, and then fell asleep.

But this sleep was not restful. When Tang Long was in a daze, half asleep and half awake, he could always hear the barking of dogs, which made him very annoyed.

"Bohua...Bohua...I am mother."

Moreover, the barking of the dog was also mixed with the weeping female voice that was heard next to the coffin in the morgue.

"Tang Long...Tang Long!"

Finally, a sudden loud shout woke Tang Long from his sleep. He suddenly sat up from the kang, panting heavily, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"What's going on? Is there some kind of imbalance caused by the supernatural influence on consciousness?" He covered his head and tried his best to recall those sounds.

"The dog barking should be from a ghost dream, the female voice is from the coffin, and the last male voice is..." He frowned, "Yang Jian?"

"Why did Yang Jian's voice appear in my dream?" Putting aside the outrageous reason of missing him, the most reasonable explanation should be that someone was trying to wake him up with ghost dreams.

"After all, my body has been comatose for so long... The headquarters must be worried." (End of this chapter)