"It's such a strange person..." Old Liu looked at Qin Ge next to him, and didn't know where this number of great people was pulled from.

"It's like this..." Qin Ge's eyes met Old Liu's head, and he couldn't help but smile, "November a long time ago, in order to ensure the funding of the Chinese Foundation, we set up a 'special affairs group'. There are many talented people like Li Dong."

"The Special Affairs Team... I've been quarreling for a long time and it's still a 'sticker'..." Old Liu smiled, "Brother Li, who did you learn this skill from?"

"My father..." Li Dong took out a small calligraphy brush and a can of cinnabar ink from his bag and drew it stroke by stroke on the talisman paper. "I have an older brother, but it is not as smart as me, so my father started to teach me, and I am also going to teach my son..."

"Will your son learn this?" Zhang Guozhong found that Li Dong seemed to be "drawing talismans", but this kind of "talisman" is much more complicated than the "talismans" in Taoism, and the handwriting is neat and clear, and it is not as messy and sloppy as the talismans in Taoism, especially the talismans drawn temporarily during the casting of spells.

"If you dare not learn, just break his leg..." Li Dong said slowly, "This thing is passed on to men and women! If he doesn't learn, it will be lost..."

"Then how old is your son?" Old Liu was almost angry. God is unfair. This slut can even give birth to a son...

"Haha, I haven't gotten my wife yet..." Li Dong raised his head and began to paste the drawn talisman on the wall. "At that time, my family's money was only enough to pay the tuition for one person. My father wanted my brother to graduate early to earn money to support the family, so he asked him to go to school. I could only stay at home to study this, but no one expected that my brother only earned more than 3,000 yuan since he graduated. Until I entered the police station, and later he earned 3,000 yuan a month, he still earned only 3,000 yuan..."

According to Li Dong, the police station had fallen in love with Li Dong's "Zhu You Shu" ability and hired him in the name of "hypnosis". In the more than 20 years of being a police officer, with this magical "Zhu You Shu", Li Dong has repeatedly solved strange cases, and the reason why he was attracted by Qin Ge was also because of this.

"By the way, just ask Brother Ai directly with this ability?" Old Liu suddenly thought, since he could ask living people, why not ask Alex directly?

"Professor Qin and I just arrived from the United States! Mr. Ai's illness is too strange, and we can't use Zhuyou technique! I found that the yin and yang ratio of his body and soul has changed. Once the soul leaves his body, it will not be sent back. He will become a vegetable..." After posting a "Zhuyou" talisman in front, back and left and right, Li Dong put a chair in the middle of the four talismans, "It's those drivers' turn below..."

To be honest, it is basically impossible to convince a taxi driver who is lying on his mouth to enter the house to chat. In this field, the RMB is more authoritative than the people. Zhang Guozhong was too lazy to pay for spit, so he directly offered a price of 200 yuan for each person. Several drivers who were lying on his door quickly lined up outside the room, just like waiting for a call outside the outpatient clinic of the hospital.

"I said comrade, are you from the Wudang Sect?" The first driver was surnamed Li, and seemed to be quite interested in the talisman on the wall. "Can this exorcise ghosts? Can you give me a picture after you ask the question?"

"Sir, please sit on the chair..." Li Dong smiled all over his face, stretched out his hand like a hammer and pressed the driver on the chair, then closed his eyes and started to "sing", while "singing", circled around the driver Li. At first, the driver Li's eyes were curiously following Li Dong, but within half a minute his eyes became blurred, and a "kick" sound suddenly appeared in his throat, which scared Zhang Guozhong into a cold sweat.

"Not good..." According to the theory of Taoism, this kind of eyes and voice are a sign of being rushing to the body. Zhang Guozhong reflexed and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Lao Liu, "Don't move! It's okay!"

Li Dong picked up the photo of Alxun with his two fingers, put it in the cinnabar ink and dipped it twice. He took out the lighter with his other hand and lit the photo. The room immediately filled with burning smell. At the same time, Driver Li, whose eyes were blurred on the chair, actually made a sound that seemed to be talking but not talking in his throat.

"It's so amazing..." Zhang Guozhong couldn't help but open his eyes with curiosity, and found that there was a half-inch milky white halo floating on Driver Li's position, and the red light emitted by Driver Li's body was slightly deeper than that of normal people. To be honest, this was the first time Zhang Guozhong had seen the soul of a "living person" in his eyes in his life. "Senior brother, look at it too..."

"Well... I'm watching too..." Seeing Zhang Guozhong's eyes open, Old Liu simply pulled the compass out. He saw that the pointer did not jump or turn, but pointed directly at Driver Li's position. The pointer could move, indicating that there were changes in yin and yang. In the past, there were grievances or animals. The pointer of the compass would generally shake at high frequency like an earthquake meter. When it came to a big one, it would swing significantly or even 360 degrees. With such a gentle change at this moment, even Old Liu, who had been through the world for a long time, felt it was fresh.

At this moment, Li Dong actually made a whisper from his throat, and he said to Driver Li, and he seemed to be in a conversation. "What are they saying?" Old Liu frowned, "Could it be..."

"Zhuangwen..." Zhang Guozhong was also shocked. Master, according to legend, the pronunciation of Zhuangwen was lost when it came to the Yuan Dynasty. In modern times, even a person of Ma Sijia and Yuan Shaoyi could only write at most. Unexpectedly, this kind of unpopular "ghost words" were actually passed down by the "side branch" of "Zhuyoushu"...

"I said why did this thing be lost... This is a slut... "Old Liu was also confused and couldn't help but lean into Zhang Guozhong's ear and muttered quietly.

To be honest, Zhang Guozhong once wondered about the loss of the pronunciation of the celestial text. Since ancient people were so smart, they could invent such evil ghost words as Zhawen, why didn’t they invent a phonetic notation similar to Chinese pinyin to facilitate dissemination? According to historical records, there was also a phonetic notation method similar to Chinese pinyin in ancient China. When Zhang Guozhong heard Li Dong’s "live performance" at this moment, Zhang Guozhong completely understood that if Li Dong said that he was really Zhawen, this pronunciation of three parts like coughing phlegm and seven parts like dry retching is absolutely impossible to be marked with symbols...

"Come on!" The two were muttering, and suddenly heard Li Dong say something "human" and then slapped the pig's trotter-like fleshy hands on Driver Li's cover. Driver Li was shocked all over his body, and he ran up from the chair with a wow.

"Mr. Li, your stomach is not good?" Li Dong smiled, "I'll help you condition it. Starting from today, one or two ounces of ginger, two cents of green onion every day, soak it in three times, keep the medicine until the disease is cured!"

"Ah? How did you... know...?" Driver Li, who was sweating all over his head, subconsciously touched his stomach. It seemed that it was indeed much more comfortable than before. "You just..." rubbed your stomach with your hands. Driver Li seemed to be trying hard to recall the process just now. Looking at his expression, he seemed to remember nothing, "Then... thank you..."

"Can you still see a doctor?" Old Liu asked with a smile, "Guozhong, go and call the next one in..."

"Master Liu, this thing is originally used to see a doctor..." Li Dong smiled, "No need to call the next one, just call 'Wang Guangrong' in!"

"Wang Guangrong? OK!" Zhang Guozhong nodded and sent driver Li out of the house. After a while, another fat man was brought in. If he only looked at his lower body, he would look like Li Dong's brothers...

After another dry retching and coughing up phlegm, Li Dong spoke human words before accepting the method, "Puwen Town!"

"Puwen?" Zhang Guozhong hurriedly picked up the map from the desk and found that Nanping Town was not far south of Simao. It seemed that it should be managed by Xishuangbanna in administrative form. "Why did he go there? Since he was going there, why did he come to Simao to live?"

"Your liver is very bad, don't drink anymore..." At this moment, Li Dong filmed Wang Guangrong again, "I'm sorry about your child, but if you keep drinking for this matter, not only will you not be able to save him, but it will make him fall deeper and deeper!"

"I..." Wang Guangrong was puzzled, "What did I say?"

"Mr. Wang, we are going to take your car to Puwen!" Li Dong smiled and started drawing talismans again, but this talisman seemed to be different from the talisman used by "Zhu Youshu". It seemed that the sloppy level seemed to be the talisman of the Taoist sect. "If you believe me, take this back and burn it to ashes for your child to take it to ensure that the medicine will be cured!" Li Dong saw that he folded the talisman into a small square and stuffed it to Wang Guangrong at an indescribable speed.

"This..." Wang Guangrong was simply confused by the monk. "My son's illness..., do you mean..." Li Dong smiled and nodded slightly.

"Oh...thank you! Thank you!" Wang Guangrong held the talisman folded into a square in his hand, his eyes were red, and he carefully put the talisman in his pocket like a treasure, and then took out the 300 yuan that Zhang Guozhong gave, "I don't want this...this..."

"No, no, no..." Li Dong pushed Wang Guangrong's money back, "You deserve this!"

"Then..." Wang Guangrong took the money to refund it, either, nor was he charged, "Then I'll send you to Puwen for free! This is just a fare!"

"Brother Li, that Wang Guangrong's child is sick? What's the disease?" Zhang Guozhong's hobby of asking about gossip news was thrown away and he didn't change it.

"This..." Seeing that Wang Guangrong had already left the house, Li Dong used his hand to "snatch cigarettes" in front of his nose, but his fingers were placed in front of his nose.

"What disease is this?" Zhang Guozhong frowned, "Smoking? How old is the child? Why are parents so nervous when smoking a cigarette?"

"It's a 'white face'!" Old Liu poked Zhang Guozhong from behind and signaled a small sound... If you want to say that Li Dong's gesture is a common gesture for "drug use". Since the beginning of liberation, the police of the Kuomintang Patrol Bureau have used this posture to smoke cigarettes...
Chapter completed!