Treasure identifying Golden Finger

The middle-aged man wanted to argue, but he had nothing to say. He could only squat beside his son and watch him to see if he was going to wake up.    

Finally, the young man's face turned red and his body became warm. The middle-aged man was so excited that he wanted to hold his son, but he had learned his lesson. He reached out his hand and then took it back, as if he didn't dare to do it. He also understood that this was his own son, Faang Cheng, who had gone through a lot of trouble to save him. He did not know if he would be able to move him, but if he really could not move him, then if he really made a move, all his efforts would be in vain! Wasn't he an idiot for harming his own son?    

Just as the middle-aged man was at a loss of what to do, Faang Cheng woke up. He slowly got up and saw the middle-aged man standing beside him. The man looked at him as if he had something to ask, but he didn't dare to.    

"Your son is fine now. He can go home after he wakes up!"    

Faang Cheng said lightly.    

When the middle-aged man heard this, he suddenly became extremely excited. He rushed to his son and was about to hug him, but then he seemed to have remembered something. He stood up and returned to Faang Cheng, bowing deeply to him.    

"Thank... Thank you!"    

He thanked him with all his heart, and then he went to his son, took him in his arms, and went to the summer-house, where he sat on a bench, and waited for his son to wake up.    

"You only care about your son and not your wife?"    

The patrol team member just didn't like this middle-aged man, so all his actions could be picked out in the eyes of the patrol team member.    

"I..."    

The man was stunned for a moment before he raised his head and looked in Faang Cheng's direction. He saw that Faang Cheng had already arrived in front of his wife and was about to save her.    

The man looked at his son who was still unconscious, gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked towards his wife.    

Faang Cheng, on the other hand, did not care about the relationship between the person he wanted to save and the others. He only cared about whether the person he wanted to save could be saved. The rest... had nothing to do with him.    

One by one, the dead were resurrected by Faang Cheng. Everyone sat in the corners of the courtyard, under the walls, and stared at Faang Cheng, who was still trying to save them. Their faces were filled with admiration and gratitude. They had been told that they were already dead, but Faang Cheng had still managed to save them. The feeling of escaping death was far too strange and impactful.    

After more than two hours, all the people who could be saved had been saved by Faang Cheng. As for the remaining servants and maidservants, they had been dead for far too long. The Spirit Power that originally belonged to them had completely dissipated from their bodies. Thus, Faang Cheng could not do anything about them.    

Thus, Faang Cheng let out a long sigh of relief. Only then did he remember to turn around and look at Yuan Yue. He saw Yuan Yue sitting leisurely on a stone bench at the side. He did not know where she found a teapot and a teacup, but he managed to make a pot of tea and sat there drinking it with relish.    

The corner of Faang Cheng's mouth curled up as he lifted his foot and walked towards Yuan Yue.    

"Can I ask for a cup of tea?"    

Faang Cheng said pitifully to Yuan Yue like an abandoned little dog.    

Yuan Yue rolled her eyes at Faang Cheng before pouring Faang Cheng a cup of tea unwillingly and handing it to him.    

"Who are you putting on such a miserable appearance for? You should know that I will never feel sorry for you!"    

Yuan Yue said stubbornly as she drank her tea.    

"I know, I know. I won't feel sorry for you. I won't feel sorry for you at all."    

Faang Cheng admitted Yuan Yue's words with a smile as he drank his tea. Of course, he wouldn't feel any heartache. If he did, why would he add a ginseng slice to his tea to recover his strength?    

Faang Cheng drank his tea happily, enjoying Yuan Yue's uncaring care.    

"Hey, why aren't you going to ask that madman about the mastermind behind this? He's about to die..."    

Yuan Yue pointed in the direction of the madman as she drank her tea. Only then did Faang Cheng remember the existence of such a person. He immediately turned his head around and saw the madman's miserable state.    

It was terrible. In less than four hours, the man who had been a complete lunatic was now covered with wounds. His body was full of sticky and red liquid. It was the mixture of melted body parts and blood. The crazy man was no longer screaming. He was lying on the floor curled up. He was moaning in pain and making an unbearable sound from time to time.    

He was enduring the pain of his body being melted. Nobody could feel it. Nobody could imagine it. The middle-aged man's family had left. Since their entire family had returned to normal, they couldn't bear to look at the miserable state of the courtyard in front of them any longer. Thus, they greeted Faang Cheng and the others early in the morning and went home.    

However, even though everyone who remained in the courtyard were the members of the city patrol team, Lu Yanlin, and the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, they still found it difficult to accept such a scene.    

"This person... was hit by some kind of medicine?"    

Lu Yanlin walked to Faang Cheng's side and asked in a low voice as he looked at the madman's miserable state.    

"Yes, he suffered a backlash! He harmed both himself and others. I really can't understand the meaning of the existence of this kind of Gu!"    

Faang Cheng shook his head, expressing his confusion.    

"Sigh!"    

Hearing Faang Cheng's words, Yuan Yue also shook her head and stood up to look at the madman.    

"Actually, Wu Gu was originally developed to save people. It is actually one of the medical skills. The so-called witch doctor is a doctor who knows how to use Wu Gu to save people. But... when some things were powerful, there would always be people who wanted to use them to do other selfish things. So... many things in the Witch Gu were born. The Witch Gu was an evil spell, so when people studied it, they would find a lot of things that were even more evil, or even more dangerous. But these things satisfy certain desires in a certain way, so... these dangerous things are born, and... passed down from generation to generation."    

Speaking of this, Yuan Yue felt helpless. There were all kinds of Wu Gu, and there was no definite conclusion. There were a lot of things that... she couldn't do anything about.    

Faang Cheng and Lu Yanlin nodded, enjoying Yuan Yue's explanation. Then, Faang Cheng squatted down in front of the madman and stared straight into his eyes.    

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