"Muscle atrophy?"
Mr. Blind was in the laboratory of the pharmaceutical company's special research team. When Song Da came to him, Mr. Blind was reading all kinds of data about the living zombie given by the research team.
It was printed in Braille — there was a device that was specially configured for Mr. Blind.
When Mr. Blind heard Song Da's question, he moved his hand away from the Braille page and faced Song Da.
At this moment, Song Da nodded and sat down. "Yes, blind man. If it were you, would you be able to cure this disease?"
Mr. Blind was silent for a while and said slowly, "It depends on the patient's specific condition. If it's bone atrophy because of bone necrosis, even I can't cure it. If it's because of other reasons, we need to examine it carefully. Song Da, I'm not a real immortal. You should know that I can cure the disease. "
"I see …" Song Da nodded. He didn't have much hope in the beginning — he knew Mr. Blind was a capable person, but not omnipotent.
"Maybe we can do some acupuncture and moxibustion to see the effect." Mr. Blind thought for a while, "Song Da, is this your friend? You usually don't take the initiative to ask. "
"You can say that." Song Da sighed slowly and didn't intend to hide, "Actually, she's a relative of the living zombie in the laboratory, her sister. I went to take a look today. "
Mr. Blind nodded and suddenly said, "Tomorrow, I'll go with you to take a look."
Song Da was surprised, "Mr. Blind, you're willing to help?"
Mr. Blind said indifferently, "After all, we're studying Natasha. Taoism also talks about karma. Since Natasha has a blood relative, we'll be contaminated by her karma if we study her … We've done too many evil things. Not everyone can bear the judgment pen of Yama's palace. "
"Mr. Blind, I think you still have a long life ahead of you." Song Da said seriously.
Mr. Blind just waved his hand and dismissed him.
But Song Da didn't leave immediately. Instead, he said, "Mr. Blind, there's one more thing. I wanted to find you earlier, but you've been busy these days and I couldn't find a chance. "
"What's the matter?" Mr. Blind raised his head.
Song Da said, "It's like this. Blind, do you still remember the treasury under the castle? Actually, when we escaped for the first time, we found something in a treasure trove. We thought that this should be something that you would be interested in, so we hid it. "
"Oh?"
Mister Blind revealed a curious expression — the Song brothers were martial artists. Although there was still a huge gap between them and his system, compared to ordinary people, they were already people he could talk to in the village.
Occasionally, he would give the three brothers some pointers on their martial arts. Naturally, Song Da and his brothers also knew some of his interests and hobbies.
"This is it, an ancient scripture."
At this moment, Song Da took out the ancient scripture scroll that he had taken from the treasury and placed it in front of Mister Blind.
"Hmm …" Mister Blind frowned. He suddenly extended his hand and placed his palm gently on the scripture.
But in an instant, Mister Blind's hand bounced off — it wasn't that there was something on the scripture that bounced off Mister Blind's hand. Rather, the moment Mister Blind touched the scripture scroll, he retracted his hand … it was like an ordinary person's natural reaction after being electrocuted.
Song Da saw it very clearly and asked nervously, "Blind, this thing … is dangerous?"
"It's hard to say."
Mister Blind shook his head and said with a serious expression, "However, you were right to bring this thing to me. Leaving it in the hands of you three brothers will only bring you some unnecessary things. I can't say for sure, but it is definitely not something good. "
"So dangerous?" Song Da was shocked.
Mister Blind pressed his palm on the ancient scripture scroll and said, "There seems to be something on it … it seems to be some kind of special seal. However, there is one thing that I can be sure of. This thing is an item at our level. "
If Blind was at this level … Song Da was slightly shocked.
Strictly speaking, the three brothers could also be considered as Transcendents. However, they had only become Transcendents after a long period of bitter training. Moreover, they had always been at the bottom of the ladder among Transcendents.
In the past, they had discussed Transcendents with Mister Blind and learned that there were many systems among Transcendents. They were incomparably huge and complicated. There was no uniform standard in the world. There was only a clear division between different regions.
Take Mister Blind for example. In the world of cultivators, he could be classified as someone who had 'entered the path of Dao'. As for Song Da and his brothers, they could only be considered as someone who had 'grasped the path of Dao'.
In the world of cultivators in China, 'attaining the path of Dao' was the best state of cultivation. It was also the group with the strongest abilities. However, according to Mister Blind, those who had 'attained the path of Dao' were few and far between.
"Alright, I'll leave this thing with you." Song Da did not hesitate at all. "Then, Mister Blind, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
Mister Blind suddenly said, "Wait a moment."
As he said that, Mister Blind took out a pen and paper. Then, he silently wrote something on the paper. Song Da did not take a look out of curiosity. Instead, he quietly waited.
About twenty minutes later, Mister Blind took out two pages filled with words. "This is a Qi nurturing technique. It's better than the internal cultivation technique you're currently cultivating. Take it. You deserve it."
Song Da was immediately overjoyed. It seemed that the three brothers' plan in the treasure vault was correct. Mister Blind was a fair person. He would never take advantage of others for free.
Song Da quickly skimmed through the contents of the two pages, only to feel that the contents were cryptic and hard to understand, but when he read it silently, the True Power in his body had a restless feeling. Song Da knew that this was definitely a good thing, and immediately kept it well, and bid farewell.
After Song Da left, Mister Blind did not continue to 'read' the zombie research report. Instead, he sat up straight and placed his hands naturally on his legs. The scroll of scripture was placed flat in front of him.
Mister Blind suddenly opened his eyes. His expression was solemn. However, not long after, Mister Blind's mouth overflowed with blood. He hurriedly closed his eyes and held his chest. He took a deep breath.
After a long time, he calmed down. However, he frowned and muttered to himself, "What is this … Why can't even Heaven's Eye see through it."
Recently, this was the second time he could not see through it.
The first time was on Young Master Luoqiu. He could not see through Young Master Luoqiu's fate. However, he was almost certain that Young Master Luoqiu was a noble person.
However, this ancient scripture scroll was also …
Mister Blind sat quietly for a long time. Then, he took out a wooden box from the drawer of his desk. He placed the scripture scroll into the wooden box. Then, he formed a sword seal with his fingers and wrote something on the wooden box.
A faint light flashed between his fingers. After a series of complicated symbols were drawn, they merged into the wooden box. Mister Blind let out a sigh of relief.
At this time, Mister Blind's phone rang. This was his personal phone.
"Ancestor, it's me, Huang Runfa." A deep voice came from the other end of the phone. The owner of the voice was probably not young.
"Huang Runfa?" Mister Blind fell silent for a long time before saying, "What's the matter?"
The reason why the person named Huang Runfa addressed him as ancestor was not because Huang Runfa was his disciple. It was because Huang Runfa was the descendant of a boy who had followed Mister Blind back then.
As the boy had always been loyal, Mister Blind had passed down some fortune-telling techniques to him before he traveled the world. It was a form of compensation.
A few years ago, he had returned once. The boy had already died. However, he had met Huang Runfa. This fellow had learned the fortune-telling techniques left behind by the boy and had earned quite a bit of wealth. However, at the same time, he had revealed a lot of heavenly secrets. Mister Blind could not be bothered with him due to the sins he had committed.
However, in the end, out of consideration for the little incense he had left with the boy, Huang Runfa left him a contact number. For the past few years, Huang Runfa had not called this number.
Mister Blind had also warned Huang Runfa not to contact him unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Ancestor, it's like this." Huang Runfa hurriedly said, "Actually, it has been a few months since I returned to my old residence at Wudang Mountain. However, there's a matter that I can't resolve … I have no choice but to call you."
"What is it?" Mister Blind said indifferently.
Huang Runfa hurriedly said, "It's like this. A few months ago, I read the fortune of a young man. Originally, it was just a matter of marriage. I thought it would be very simple! However … no matter how I tried, I couldn't get any results. That young man was very strange. It was just like the 'appearance of all living beings' mentioned in the fortune-telling technique you left behind! Later on, I wasn't strong enough and fainted. After I woke up, I was no longer able to read anything … I was directly crippled! Left with no choice, I could only return to my old residence at Wudang Mountain to find a solution. However, after such a long time, there was no progress … I really had no other choice. As such, I had no choice but to disturb your cultivation. "
Of course, he didn't know that Mister Blind wasn't cultivating somewhere. Instead, he was in the research lab of a pharmaceutical company.
"Appearance of all living beings …" Mister Blind muttered to himself for a moment before slowly saying, "I understand your situation. However, your crippled cultivation might not necessarily be the result of this divination. Huang Runfa, ever since you learned the art of fortune-telling, you have revealed too many heavenly secrets. This is the punishment that the heavens have given you. "
"Ah! How could this be! " Huang Runfa said in frustration, "But I have been keeping a low profile for the past few years. I even paid attention to cultivating my mind and accumulating good karma … In the end, I still can't escape? Ancestor, you have to save me. In the past month, I've often been seized by a sudden impulse and felt uneasy. It's as if a great disaster is about to befall me. I'm really distressed! I beg of you … "
"How about this." Mister Blind thought for a moment, "Whatever benefits you have gained from this divination technique, you can disperse them all. Accumulating good karma isn't useless. Great karma can even wash away your sins. That's all I have to say. What do you want to do? Figure it out yourself. "
"This … this …" At this time, Huang Runfa was restless in his former residence on Mount Wudang. However, this ancestor was a god-like figure, and there was no use in forcing him. He could only helplessly agree. "Runfa will do according to your teachings."
"Fate has its own way. Go." Mister Blind nodded.
"There's one more thing, ancestor." Huang Runfa hurriedly said, "Yesterday, someone left a note on the meditation mat in the old residence. Runfa doesn't know who did it either …"
"What was written on the note?" Mister Blind frowned.
"Nothing." Huang Runfa said bluntly, "Only six words were written. 'Second of February, Dragon Raises Its Head' … Ancestor, ancestor? Are you still there? Are you still there? "
"I understand." After a moment of silence, Mister Blind suddenly said, "Huang Runfa, you should stay in the old residence for the next few days. I'll go back in a few days. That's all."
Without waiting for Huang Runfa to respond, Mister Blind turned off the phone and quickly walked out of the office.
"Prepare the car. I'm going back to my humble abode."
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He didn't know how the death of a natural person was defined in this country. On the seventh day after the accident, the insurance company directly went to Ou Yangjie.
After a period of observation and the fact that Ouyang Jie had an American passport, Ouyang Jie was finally allowed to leave the hospital on the seventh day.
Zhong Luoyue didn't come to pick her up because she had already left. It seemed that some people from the Zhong family came to pick her up … Such a powerful family in China naturally wouldn't allow their direct descendant to stay in such a dangerous place.
However, after this incident, Ouyang Jie's thoughts about Zhong Luoyue faded a lot … Children from powerful families were ruthless.
"Mr. Ouyang Jie, the local government has issued the death certificate of Mr. Jin Wu City." The insurance agent who came to the hospital early was very polite at this time, "Although we are very sad about this matter, since there is a death certificate, we think Mr. Ouyang Jie should open the things left by Mr. Jin."
If possible, Ouyang Jie didn't want the inheritance in the bank safe … But, what did Mr. Jin leave him?
"Sir? Mr. Ouyang Jie? Are you okay? You don't look too good. "
"Oh … It's nothing. I just feel that the sun is too bright." Ouyang Jie shook his head, "Maybe I stayed in the hospital for a long time, so I can't adapt to the sun all of a sudden."
Ou Yangjie said. Then, he looked at the car that the insurance officer drove over. He had a feeling of wanting to go in immediately … The weather was not hot, but he had an inexplicable feeling of discomfort. He just wanted to find a cooler place.
"Then get in the car. We'll go to the bank right away. "The insurance agent smiled at this time," Mr. Ouyang Jie, do you have all your documents? "
"Let's go."
Ouyang Jie directly got into the back seat of the car and finally felt more comfortable.
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