Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

Ning Tao held back the anger in her heart, "They don't know you, but you say they look down on you, you are sick!"

Song Jun's expression was sullen. "I gave her all my money, but she ran away with other men! I love her so much, but she gave me a green hat! Any woman who looks like her should be damned! "

Ning Tao said coldly, "A man like you deserves love too? Tell me, how did you meet Zhou Ying and how did you kill her?"

Song Jun closed his mouth tightly.

Bai Jing's right hand looked and grabbed, and the sharpness fell into Song Jun's shoulder like an alloy blade.

Song Jun failed to control his mouth and screamed, but his voice was already weak. With severe pain and excessive bleeding, he fell into a crooked body and fell to the ground. But Bai Jing grabbed his scapula and pulled his flesh and bones, and he couldn't fall. This pain really makes people regret coming to this world.

Incidentally, Ning Tao also stuck a needle on Song Jun's broken wrist, using special spiritual power to help him stop bleeding and restore vitality. One side is torture and the other side is treatment. He can't die if he wants to, and he can't feel dizzy. He suffers unbearable pain every second.

"I said ... I said ..." Song Jun collapsed after failing to survive for ten seconds, and said intermittently, "In the evening yesterday ... I went to the school's garbage dump to clean up the garbage, and the girl happened to pass Alley ... I saw her look like my girlfriend, then stunned her, took her into the car, went to the mountain ... I tortured her, then ... I killed her, and all The traces were all cleaned up, wrapped in plastic film and packed in a garbage truck. In the early morning, I discarded her body in the garbage dump beside the school ...

"Where did you learn to clear the traces?" Ning Tao asked.

"I learned online ... from some detective movies ... and detective novels," Time said.

Ning Tao picked up Song Jun's right hand, and handed it to Song Jun. "This ring was made in Myanmar?"

Song Jun nodded.

Ning Tao put Song Jun's right hand into Song Jun's left hand and said, "Want to live?"

Song Jun nodded again.

Ning Tao scolded, "Talk!"

Song Jun shivered, "Think."

Ning Tao said, "Take your hand, get up and follow me, I will heal you."

There was a hint of confusion in Song Jun's eyes. He was killed for only half a life, and now he is being treated again. Isn't this killing him for fun?

Ning Tao said lightly: "If you don't follow me, kill you again."

The voice was bland, but there was a chill in Song Jun's heart, and he struggled to get up from the ground, but the ground was so **** that he couldn't get up.

"Waste." Bai Jing mentioned Song Jun's shoulder claws, and lifted Song Jun from the ground.

"Ah ..." Song Jun screamed hoarsely and inhaled.

From the small medicine box, Ning Tao privately drew an ordinary prescription sign with a blood lock, then opened the blood lock, and turned to Song Jun and said, "Come with me."

The convenience door of Tianwai Clinic is as dark as ink, but the surrounding area is burning like black flames, just like a passage to hell. Song Jun was instantly deterred. He didn't dare to move forward, and said nervously, "Are you going to take me ... to hell?"

"Do people like you still want to go to heaven?" Bai Jing said, suddenly kicked on Song Jun's back.

With a muffled sound, Song Jun's body flew from the ground and plunged into the door of convenience.

Ning Tao walked in.

Just in a blink of an eye, the scenery changed, and the location had changed from the remote village in Shancheng to the Tianwai Clinic in Hakka Lane, Guancheng.

The good and evil are full of anger, and the smoke is lingering.

Song Jun struggled to get up from the ground, holding his right hand tightly with his left hand, looking at everything in the clinic outside the sky, his eyes filled with fearful light.

Ning Tao took the ledger bamboo slip and placed it on Song Jun's head for a few seconds. Then he took the ledger bamboo slip off again and opened it to see the diagnosis above.

The account book bamboo slips emerged from the content: Song Jun, June 23, 1993, the first murderous count of six forty-two evil thoughts, the second wicked disobedience of his parents counted ten evil thoughts, three evil Seven counts 21 counts of evil thoughts, and four evils hurt others ... With a total of one hundred and thirty one sins of evil thoughts, you can prescribe evil thoughts and sins to atone for death.

This result Ning Tao was not surprised at all. He rolled up the bamboo slips in the ledger and put them back into the small medicine chest.

"This ... where is this?" Song Jun uttered a sentence.

Ning Tao said: "This is my clinic. I will give you a prescription, and you will get treatment after you sign, including your broken hand."

"Why is that?"

Ning Tao's voice was cold. "Then I ask you, you know that those innocent girls are not your girlfriends, why do you kill them?"

Song Jun froze for a moment, and dare not ask again.

Ning Tao quickly prescribed a prescription for evil thoughts, and then said, "Come and sign."

When Song Jun came to the desk, he saw a folded prescription sign. He wanted to see the contents of the prescription sign, but he did not dare to speak.

Ning Tao scolded: "Sign!"

This voice was shocking. Song Jun froze, put down his right hand, signed his name on the evil prescription contract with a pen in his left hand.

Ning Tao accepted the prescription of evil thoughts and sin, and gave Song Jun a fine prescription, Dan, "Serve it."

Song Jun took the fine prescription Dan, followed by holding his right hand in his hands, for fear of losing his appearance.

At that time, the green smoke of the good and evil rushed down, and Song Jun was swallowed up in an instant.

Ning Tao's eyes widened, but even when he awakened his eyesight, he couldn't see Song Jun in the smoke, let alone a person, not even the first weather field.

Ning Tao gave up. He wanted to unlock the secrets of the Tianwai Clinic, but this was not something he could do. He has just begun on the road to cultivation, and the road ahead is still long.

Ning Tao put away Song Jun's evil thoughts prescription contract. There was only one atonement clause in this evil thoughts contract, which was death. Once Song Jun is dead, this bad faith prescription contract will disappear.

As he has been operating the Tianwai Clinic for a longer period of time, he has become more aware of the rules of the clinic and has become more flexible in its use. The kind of evil prescription contract that was issued to Jiang Yilong at first and required to fulfill the atonement clause, he will not give the patient a medical consultation, only need to urge the doctor to reach the atonement clause. Even the diagnosis that emerged from the ledger bamboo slips does not require the same word, and can be flexible, as long as the purpose is the same. For example, the death of Song Jun, he can be written as jumping into the river, being killed by a car, jumping from a building, etc. The death is the result, but how he died is up to him.

Qing Yan returned to the Tribe of Good and Evil, Song Jun revealed. There was no scar on his body, and even his broken hand was tied, leaving no scar.

"I ..." Song Jun looked at his right hand in astonishment, with an unbelievable expression of shock.

Ning Tao took out a needle and walked to Song Jun's side. He picked up the needle and dropped it, and stuck a needle on the back of Song Jun. This needle is entangled with bad gas, and the needle is bad.

Song Jun felt something and looked back at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao has already closed the sky needle, and said lightly, "Well, you can go back."

"This ... is this true?" Until now, Song Jun couldn't believe everything he experienced.

Ning Tao said: "You are actually in a dream, people who do too much bad things will have nightmares. You killed six innocent girls, and they fooled around and came to you."

"No, no ..." Song Jun shook his head vigorously, as if trying to wake up from a "dream."

Ning Tao suddenly chopped down Song Jun's neck, Song Jun fell to the ground with a moan.

The door of convenience opens.

Ning Tao returned to the room holding Song Jun.

The blood on the ground had disappeared, and all traces of the removal had been removed. This room was like nothing **** had ever happened, except that a little **** smell remained in the air. But the windows had been opened, and the **** smell would soon disappear as the air circulated.

Qingzhui and Bai Jing stood in the room, sturdy and outstanding, and did not look like a demon, nor did they look like a cruel woman.

"I'll kill him." Bai Jing said.

Ning Tao said, "No, I have killed him."

"You have killed him?" Bai Jing looked at Ning Tao with a strange look, and Song Jun was sleeping like a baby in his arms.

Ning Tao put Song Jun back on the bed, and then said, "I used acupuncture on him. He can't live for three days."

Qingzun said puzzledly, "Why give him three days? Wouldn't it be better if such a wicked person killed him directly?"

Ning Tao said: "Killing him is actually very simple, and the problem can be solved with one stroke, but Zhou Ying's mother needs justice. I give this guy three days just to give Zhou Ying's mother and five other victims. His family is fair. I want them to know that the killer has been caught, and then watch his body ulcerate and die. "

Qing Zhui grinned. "That's the case. I see. What's next?"

"Alarm," Ning Tao said.

A few minutes later, UU read the book www.uukanshu.com. Qingzhui stood at the Song's door and made a phone call. "Hey, inspector Wu? I have an important piece of information to tell you about the serial killer ...

Ning Tao wouldn't make this call. He punished the wicked and earned a medical consultation, which was nothing to do with him. If he calls Wu Wenbo, he will inevitably become a figure in the media. Even the Shancheng government will give him a prize or something, and he can't contaminate those names and interests. Moreover, he also had to face the problem that Song Jun died three days later. As someone who almost captured Song Jun in person, who would dare to guarantee that the police or the media would not suspect anything?

Half an hour later, a long train of police cars came to this remote village. Hundreds of police officers and special police with live ammunition surrounded the village and quickly surrounded Song Jun's home.

Wu Wenbo personally led the team and entered the yard. He waved his hand. The special policemen standing on both sides of the door knocked open the door, and a large group of special police rushed in.

Song Jun awakened sharply and saw a large group of policemen with live ammunition standing in front of him. After a second or two he suddenly raised his right hand, and stared straight at his right hand with both eyes.

His right hand is still there.

That was really just a nightmare.