Especially when I heard the word "unfair soul", I felt the urge to beat people in an instant.

Like Chen Yun, he was a firm atheist.

What ghosts, gods, unjust souls, monsters, he didn't believe them at all.

He even distrusts his or her Chinese medicine and Miao medicine.

If Xue Yan and Xian'er had not used witchcraft to cure Mr. Ma's leg injury this time, he probably wouldn't have asked an undocumented herbal doctor like us to help.

Of course, for me, it is nonsense to have a certificate or not.

Only a true Chinese medicine expert will not apply for those empty documents. People don’t have time to study pharmacology, so there is no time to care about your nonsense.

Like those who are extremely skilled in our Xiangxi region, people in the villages who have a headache or mind will basically cure it by taking one medicine, and there will be no toxic side effects. They don’t have any Western medicine, and they will know how to get antibiotics every day. After the injection, the body will become immune, and their physical fitness will only get worse and worse. And it will be useless to get injections at that time.

Of course, I won’t tell Mr. Ma at the moment, and it’s useless to tell him. After all, some people’s inertial thinking cannot be changed in a day or two, because the formation of this kind of thinking is also accumulated through time.

After he exclaimed, Chen Yun next to him patted his shoulder slowly and reminded him: "Old Ma, I said you don't be surprised."

"If someone says it is an unjust soul, it may be an unjust soul. It's not too late to listen to others before making a conclusion."

"After all, I'm a decade old, how do you yell like this?"

"you……"

Mr. Ma looked at Chen Yun incredibly and said in surprise: "Old Shen, you won't follow them, such people in society for a long time, and your thoughts have been brainwashed, right?"

"You were a staunch atheist before, but you said just now that it is possible to be wronged souls?"

"I heard it right?"

"No."

Chen Yun shook his head calmly and responded: "You heard it right, and I didn't say it wrong."

"What I want to tell you is that the theory you and I have adhered to before are actually nonsense."

"Before I met Yiyang, Xueyan and others, I always thought that what I called science was the truth."

"But later I discovered that those so-called sciences are really just pseudosciences."

"And over the past few days, I feel more and more that the end of science is theology."

"So why don't you listen to people finish your words?"

"Anyway, you have no other way now. If you continue like this, how many days do you think your son can last?"

"It's better to let others finish their words. Maybe your few minutes of patience will bring you the life of your son?"

"impossible."

Mr. Ma still insisted and shook his head, denying: "If he was infected with poison or something, I might still believe it."

"You said he was entangled with unjust souls?"

"Isn't this just empty talk?"

"My son is only a few years old. How could he attract evil spirits if he is such a pure-minded child?"

"Even if there are evil ghosts in this world, it is impossible to hurt that kind of child, right?"

"That may not be."

This time the person who spoke was not Wu Tianfeng, but me.

When I heard the conversation between Mr. Ma and Shen Yun, I almost burst into laughter.

Is this man named Ma a funny guy sent by monkey?

I really don't believe how could a man in his forties say such unobjective words?

Moreover, his persistence in atheism was even several times more terrifying than Chen Yun at the time.

For this, I patiently explained: "Mr. Ma, you don't believe there are ghosts in the world, right?"

"Don't believe it."

The man surnamed Ma shook his head, still looking unanimous.

"very good."

I nodded gently, thinking that it was so good that I brought Tianhong's purple gold gourd when I went out just now.

Now Wang Dingkun is hiding in the gourd to practice. Since the Ma surname does not believe that there are ghosts, then I don’t mind letting Wang Dingkun come out and scare him.

After reading it, I stood up slowly, then slowly took out the gourd from my waist, uncovered the yellow talisman paper on the cover of the gourd, and then said aloud in front of the crowd: "Wang Dingkun, Wang Dingkun, come out quickly to receive the order!"

"call out……"

In just a blink of an eye, after a burst of black smoke came out of the mouth of the gourd, Wang Dingkun's figure instantly appeared in front of me.

The distance he was about half a meter away from me, but today he changed his clothes.

Every time he appeared before, he was almost the image of a little devil in black.

But this time I changed into a more festive red Tang suit, and my face looked not as pale as before. The most important thing is that I can no longer see the ghost aura on him now. Instead, it was a faint refreshing atmosphere, which looked very refreshing, completely inversely proportional to the rich ghost aura before.

It seemed like I remember the three elders of the Wang family once said that because Wang Dingkun practiced in the gourd because of the dissipation of ghost energy, he sucked the spiritual energy in the purple gold gourd into his body. Therefore, in the subsequent practice, his ghost energy was completely replaced by the clear energy. Since then, he has not been a black-clothed ghost, but a black-clothed spirit boy.

Spirit boys are something between ghosts and monsters. They have both the elegance of ghosts and can also be boarded and practiced by animals, which is slightly more advanced than ghosts.

If this kind of spiritual boy is lucky, it is very likely that he will become a fairy child in the future.

So when I saw that Wang Dingkun was not in a trace of ghost energy, I was naturally very happy for him.

What's more, I haven't seen each other for a long time, and I miss him quite a bit.

But I am quite restrained. Although I have the urge to rush over and hug him, I did not show it.

He smiled at him happily and asked, "Wang Dingkun, long time no see, are you okay?"

"fine."

Wang Dingkun smiled at me and asked back, "Yiyang, I haven't seen you for a while, have you lost a lot of weight?"

"Have you encountered some troubles lately?"

"Yes."

I nodded without thinking, then glanced at Mr. Ma next to me and muttered: "How is it? I believe there are ghosts in the world now?"

"What do you believe in?"

Boss Ma shrugged disapprovingly and mocked: "Can you convince me by saying a few strange words to the air?"

"My surname is not scared since I was a child!"

"ah?"
Chapter completed!