Being The Destroyer In A Profound Sect

0Mo Yi quickly walked out and invited all the Mystic Warlocks he had recruited.    

    

There was a monk and a Daoist.    

    

There were even dream possessors from the west.    

    

Mo Shihan narrowed his eyes. He instinctively felt that the outcome of this treatment would not be ideal.    

    

As expected.    

    

A few so-called grandmasters took turns to fight, using all their methods, but they still could not wake Old Lady Mo up from her coma.    

    

"How could this be?" The few Warlocks were surprised.    

    

According to the usual practice, as long as they brought out what they knew and tried it out one by one, there would always be a way to blind a cat and kill a mouse.    

    

However, no matter what they did today, Old Lady Mo still did not wake up.    

    

This... What should they do?    

    

Everyone frowned and could only continue to think of other ways to treat the illness.    

    

At this time, an old Daoist with white hair and a crane face suddenly stood out.    

    

"Master Han, from my point of view, Old Madam Mo's current condition seems to be suffering from the illness of 'bumping into guests'."    

    

"A guest crash?" Mo Shihan raised his eyebrows slightly.    

    

This statement was quite interesting.    

    

"As the saying goes," the old Daoist stroked the beard on his chin and continued to explain. "It means that a living person accidentally touched the soul of a dead person. The Yin of the soul affects the breath of a living person. Causing the living person to be overly frightened and unwilling to wake up. "    

    

The old Daoist's words were very logical and quite similar.    

    

The other Warlocks also echoed.    

    

"Yes, yes, yes, it's the symptoms of running into customers. I've taken over a customer like this before, and his symptoms are exactly the same as Madam Mo's!"    

    

Everyone's agreement made the old daoist even more confident.    

    

He straightened his back and stroked the beard of Old God, looking somewhat sage-like.    

    

"Is that so?"    

    

Mo Shihan looked indifferent. His long fingers casually played with the lid of the blue and white porcelain cup in his hand.    

    

The joints were smooth and very beautiful.    

    

"Then does old mister have a solution?"    

    

"Of course."    

    

The old Daoist was quite pleased with himself.    

    

There were so many Warlocks who could not see the problem, yet he was the only one who could see it. Didn't that mean that he was powerful?    

    

"I would like to hear the details." Mo Shihan's lips parted slightly.    

    

The old Daoist slowly said, "The illness of bumping into guests, in the end, is due to excessive shock. Shock comes from the blood of the heart meridian. Thus, you only need to use silver needles to pierce the middle acupoint of the madame's middle finger. We will take the blood bead and dye a white line red. Then, we will use the talisman of revival to burn it."    

    

These short words made all the Warlocks present give her a thumbs up.    

    

"Master Jade Cauldron's level is still high. He came up with a solution in such a short period of time. We're truly ashamed of our inferiority!"    

    

"It's nothing. This poor Taoist also suddenly had a flash of inspiration."    

    

Although Daoist Jade Cauldron spoke humbly, he was actually very pleased with himself in his heart.    

    

After all, not only could he get three times the reward from Mo Family to cure Old Madam Mo, he could also make a name for himself in this battle and let everyone in Jindu know of his ability.    

    

Why not?    

    

However, Mo Shihan seemed to have some doubts about his ability.    

    

A pair of deep eyes stared at him without blinking.    

    

"Han... Master Han." Reverend Yu Ding swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Madam Mo's illness has been delayed for so many days. It can be said that it is very critical. If she is not rescued, I'm afraid..."    

    

Mo Shihan knew what he meant.    

    

After pondering for a while, he retracted his gaze and took a sip of the hot tea in his cup.    

    

"Mo Yi."    

    

Mo Yi understood and nodded. He said to True Man Yu Ding, "You can start now."    

    

True Man Yu Ding heaved a long sigh of relief as if he had been granted amnesty.    

    

"Then I'll cast the spell now!"    

    

After he finished speaking, he took out a tool from his tool bag according to his previous judgement and began to rescue.    

    

Every step and every action was completely in accordance with the rules of the Mystic Gate. They were precise and accurate, and could be considered as the model of the industry.    

    

But the effect seemed to be...    

    

Reverend Yu Ding looked at Old Lady Mo and waited quietly.    

    

But after half an hour, Old Lady Mo still did not have any reaction.    

    

She was even more like a dead person than before.    

    

"This is your so-called treatment?"    

    

Mo Shihan's face darkened, and he threw a cold glance over.    

    

Reverend Yu Ding fell to his knees with a thump.    

    

"Han... Master Han, I don't know how it became like this. I didn't do anything wrong, but why... Why can't the madame wake up..."    

    

He was trembling like a leaf, no longer as high-spirited as before.    

    

Mo Shihan tilted his head and lit a cigarette.    

    

His eyes were filled with a sinister aura.    

    

"Drag him down!"    

    

Master Jade Cauldron revealed a terrified expression.    

    

"No... No, Master Han, please give me one more chance, just one more chance..."    

    

Mo Shihan's eyes were cold, and he had lost all his patience.    

    

Mo Yi quickly dragged Reverend Yu Ding and the others out.    

    

Only Mo Shihan was left in the room.    

    

He quietly sat beside Old Lady Mo's bed.    

    

He frowned and did not open his eyes.    

    

It had been more than a month, but the old lady's strange illness still did not get any relief.    

    

If this continued, it might really be a disaster.    

    

He sighed lightly, got up, and prepared to get a hot towel to wash the old lady's face.    

    

Unexpectedly, the old lady suddenly sat up from the bed and spat out a large mouthful of blood.    

    

Mo Shihan had always been calm, but at this moment, he was still shocked.    

    

He used a towel to catch the blood that Old Lady Mo spat out and looked down.    

    

It was as dark as ink.    

    

It was all black blood that was as black as ink!    

    

Was... was he poisoned?    

    

"Little Han... Little Han..."    

    

A weak voice came from the bed.    

    

Mo Shihan looked over and saw that the originally unconscious Old Lady Mo had slowly opened her eyes.    

    

Her eyes were full of turbid.    

    

"Grandma!" Mo Shihan called out in a low voice.    

    

The old lady forced a smile.    

    

She slowly raised her trembling hand, as if she wanted to touch his skin.    

    

"Little Han, my... my good grandson..."    

    

Mo Shihan held the old lady's hand, like a child, and placed it beside his face.    

    

"Grandma, it's me, I'm Shihan."    

    

Old Lady Mo's yellow eyes slowly lit up. Even her teeth were clearer than before.    

    

"Little Han, I feel like I have a long dream. I want to come back, but... I can't find my way home..."    

    

As the old lady spoke, she even shed tears.    

    

"Grandma, don't be afraid. You'll be fine with me around." Mo Shihan comforted her.    

    

The old lady shook her head.    

    

"No, Little Han, that... that thing is very powerful. It... is not something you can deal with... It..."    

    

Speaking up to this point, the old lady's gaze suddenly became fearful, not knowing what had happened.    

    

"It's coming! It's coming to capture me! Don't - -"    

    

After an ear-piercing scream, Old Lady Mo once again fell into a coma.    

    

No matter how he screamed, he could not wake her up.    

    

Mo Shihan's eyes were calm and his expression was very ugly.    

    

Initially, he thought that the old lady would be fine once she woke up.    

    

However, he didn't expect that in just two minutes, the old lady would fall into a coma again.    

    

The matter became more and more confusing.