After chatting for about half an hour, Chen Zheng's topic became more and more important to orthodox medical theory. In the end, he simply talked about the topic of Paplov's research on conditioned reflex. At first, Zhang Yicheng could listen to a few words, but in the end he was really broken and could only pretend to be asleep. He pretended to be asleep. In a daze, he heard a knock on the door. He opened his eyes and found it was already dawn. After looking at his watch, it was already past ten o'clock.

"That person named Ye Xiaowei... has been found out!" It was Zhang Guoyi who knocked on the door. It turned out that Zhang Guoyi called Liu Dongsheng early in the morning and quickly found Ye Xiaowei's ID card registration address, "Yicheng, don't sleep! Get up quickly! You must do things well today! You will still go to class tomorrow!" To be honest, Zhang Guoyi was still worried about the matter of "the class teacher called Zhang Guozhong to complain"...

The visit to Ye Xiaowei's house was quite smooth, but the result was much beyond Zhang Yicheng's expectations: First of all, because he could not contact Guo Mingzhong and the time was delayed for too long, his family had buried Ye Xiaowei. Secondly, Ye Xiaowei died of congenital heart disease, not an abnormally painful disease similar to cancer that Zhang Yicheng guessed. Moreover, Ye Xiaowei had only been in a coma from the onset of the disease to the death of the disease, and there was no excessive pain. At this point, the doctor colluded with Guo Mingzhong to commit the corpse and kill the life. The possibility of family members revenge for fiddling with the "Wansha Tribulation" was basically eliminated, because Ye Xiaowei's parents were ordinary businessmen, and they knew nothing about Yin and Yang and Five Elements, and they didn't even know why they were thrifting, let alone fiddling with the "Wansha Tribulation".

Finally, several people led by Ye Xiaowei's father to Ye Xiaowei's cemetery. What Zhang Yicheng unexpectedly was that after a few simple tricks in front of Ye Xiaowei's tomb, they actually "re-" attracted Ye Xiaowei's soul.

"Damn..." Zhang Yicheng's face turned pale with his peach wood sword, "Not good..."

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Zhang Yicheng's expression was wrong, Zhang Guoyi's heart was broken, thinking that he wouldn't make any mistakes again, right?

"Old man, the one we recruited yesterday was not Ye Xiaowei's soul, but the one we recruited was wrong..." Zhang Yicheng put his mouth on Zhang Guoyi's back and said quietly.

"I said Yicheng... This is not your style..." Zhang Guoyi was speechless. As the saying goes, "You are not as reliable as me," he said, "I'm sure you are..."

"I don't blame this for this..." Zhang Yicheng curled his lips, "The procedure for summoning souls is correct. The reason why I was wrong can only prove that it is a little bit! The house is not clean! There is something inside!"

"What should I do?" Zhang Guoyi frowned, "Is Ye Xiaowei's soul clean?"

"This is fine, just save me..." Zhang Yicheng said, "But this Ye Xiaowei... has been buried, so it is not appropriate to take a piece of jade back and 'bone-binding'. The family members of both sides should discuss whether to move Zhu Huanyu's grave or Ye Xiaowei's..."

"Ah, let them go together, let's go back!" Zhang Guoyi spread his hands, "It's nothing to do with our broken house named Guo, we can't live!"

"But, we promised him the old man..." Zhang Yicheng frowned, "It's not appropriate to just withdraw like this..."

"Forget it..." Zhang Guoyi curled his lips, "I'll tell you Yicheng, there is an old saying that 'If you don't do it for yourself, heaven and earth will be destroyed'. We'll do our own business quickly. You still have to go to class! What if you delay learning for such a thing, how can I explain to your father when he comes back?"

"Old man... there is another old saying, "If you come, you will be at ease." I am afraid of delaying my studies?" Zhang Yicheng smiled, "Old man, I tell you that my father and my uncle went to Yunnan to cure the 'Wansha Tribulation'. Now there is a rare case in front of us. I have to seize the opportunity! Yesterday, Uncle Chen and I discussed for a long time. There has been breakthrough progress in both directions of theoretical practice, and it is only one step away from victory. Old man, if I had made this thing clear in front of my father and my uncle, think about it, would he still be serious about learning?"

"Okay..." Zhang Guoyi was confused and could only agree in a daze, "Accompany you to do this matter well! But Yicheng, you are with you, we have to make three rules: First, don't make me too long; second, if you don't have to withdraw, don't show off; third, I don't allow you to make something like that last night again, it's too dangerous!"

"Okay... don't worry!" Zhang Yicheng agreed, "That thing was collected yesterday. Don't worry, old man, there is absolutely no danger. It will be done at the latest tomorrow!"

When he returned to Guo Mingzhong's father's house, Zhang Yicheng's first thing was to ask about Guo Mingzhong's house in the city. As expected, according to Mr. Guo, the house had indeed died before. The daughter of the previous owner was mentally ill. It is said that people in their thirties only had the intelligence of a child of three or four years old and had no other hobbies, just like to play with gas and wires. Later, one time, the owner was unable to watch it at first sight while drying clothes on the balcony, and the daughter was electrocuted by the electric door. After that, the owner naturally felt that it was awkward to live in the house and wanted to sell it at a cheap price. However, because it was a house that had died of people after something happened, no one was willing to buy it even if the main house was low.

After Guo Mingzhong became rich, he wanted to learn to find a cheap house in the city. He fell in love with this "problem house" at first sight. He saw the house in the morning and bought it with cash in the afternoon. If you say, Guo Mingzhong has worked as a driver for the crematorium, no matter if you have died in this house, I still care about this when dealing with dead people every day? At first, Mr. Guo was a little awkward when Guo Mingzhong bought this house. After all, the house book was written with his own name, but after Guo Mingzhong learned about "ideological work", he also figured it out. From ancient times to the present, who has never died? If a house that has never died, can't be lived in, how many houses can be lived in this world?

"I touched the electric gate and electrocuted it..." After hearing Mr. Guo's narration, Zhang Yicheng was also stunned. According to this statement, although the original owner's mentally retarded daughter was suicide in behavior, she did not have a subjective tendency to commit suicide. According to Taoist theory, it should be considered "death from a bad life". It is similar to death in traffic accidents. She must have a lot of resentment than those who died normally due to illness, but it is not as great as those who are purely subjective suicides, at least they can be saved...

"I understand! Grandpa Guo, can you still contact the original owner?" At this time, Zhang Yicheng had some speculations about Guo Mingzhong's "Wansha Tribulation" in front of him.

"Yes!" Mr. Guo nodded, "That person didn't buy a new house too far, just across the street!"

"This matter is left to you..." Zhang Yicheng smiled, "You give me the birth time of his daughter, year, month, day, the more specific the better..."

"You are talking about... generating horoscopes?" Old Man Guo nodded. It seemed that this old man was quite sensible...

If the old man is proud of his face, he will be very proud. In less than ten minutes, Mr. Guo smiled from the unit door of the original owner's house. It turned out that the family was also quite superstitious. He had asked his husband to calculate the birth date and horoscope when his daughter was born, and he still remembered the birth date and horoscope. After hearing Mr. Guo explain his purpose, he gave Mr. Guo his daughter's birth date and horoscope directly.

Holding the birth date of the crazy daughter, Zhang Yicheng was completely stunned. It turned out that the birth date of the crazy daughter was exactly the same as that of Guo Mingzhong. In other words, it was basically born at the same time as the same day of the same month and the same day...

"It's a pity that these two brothers don't go to worship the boss..." At this time, Zhang Yicheng suddenly remembered the records of "white jade tiles" in "Miscellaneous Notes of Taoist Medicine": There are more than a hundred resentful souls in a hundred jade tiles, "Is this the principle of the 'Ten Thousand Evil Tribulation'..."?"

According to Zhang Yicheng's reasoning, the 'Wansha Tribulation' can actually be explained as a person's allergic reaction to "resentment", but everyone is not allergic to any resentment. According to the current situation, it seems that as long as the birth date and horoscope of the soul is the same as that of a living person, and the soul has resentment, the "Wansha Tribulation" will be caused. In this way, it can also explain why the white jade tiles attract more than 100 resentful souls instead of 200 and 300: the ancient timekeeping method will

A day is divided into 108 moments, and the capable man who fiddled with the white jade tiles must only know the date of birth of the eunuch, but not the specific time. In order to achieve safety, he simply developed a "soul sea tactic". One hundred and eight evil spirits born in the same year, month and day as the eunuch. The specific birth date covers every moment of the 108 moments of that day. No matter whether you are a dead eunuch born in the middle of the night or a noon, these 108 resentful souls "always have a suitable one for you"...

If this is true, the book-written Lu Xianlong actually had no need to save the more than one hundred souls one by one. He just had to save the resentful souls that were the same as the eunuch's birthday. However, at that time, Lu Xianlong did not know the mystery, so he was safe to save more than one hundred souls one by one...

"What a genius... but he is like an ancient person..." Zhang Yicheng laughed at himself, "Old man, do you know what the difference between our generation and your generation is?"

"So what's wrong?" Looking at Zhang Yicheng's smirk, Zhang Guoyi knew that this kid had figured out something new again, "What's the difference?"

"Your generation is conservative and unwilling to understand new things. Everything is in accordance with the rules. When you encounter something that cannot be explained by the ancients' views, you often think about whether you have made mistakes in something. But our generation is different. When you encounter something that cannot be explained by the ancients' views, you will first wonder if the ancients have made mistakes. This is the biggest gap!" Zhang Yicheng smiled and said, "This is how the generation gap occurs..."

"Bah!" Zhang Guoyi was so angry, "You little bastards are just a group of prodigal sons! This is the root of the generation gap..."

"Grandpa Guo! I have to trouble you with this matter! Do you have newspapers at home?" Zhang Yicheng said mysteriously.

"Yes..." Mr. Guo kept nodding.

"Can you pick up paper rope?" Zhang Yicheng continued.

"meeting!"

"Okay, rub two paper ropes for me, and twist the two ropes into a twist shape, just like this..." Zhang Yicheng pointed to the wire on the wall.

"What are you doing that?" Zhang Guoyi was stunned.

"Super the truth!" Zhang Yicheng smiled and took out the peach wood sword and talisman paper from the "treasure bag". "Old man, give me your phone!"

"What are you... doing?" Zhang Guoyi took out his cell phone and handed it to Zhang Yicheng.

"Call my dad..." Zhang Yicheng took the phone and pressed it, "For such a major technological breakthrough, you must tell him and let him see how the next wave pushes the previous wave... Hey? It's weird, is Yunnan still so backward? There is no cell phone signal? Why aren't it in the service area?"
Chapter completed!