It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

The man searched Mr. He's body but couldn't find any medicine. He immediately shouted, "Call 120! Mr. He has a heart attack and he doesn't have any medicine!"

"Heart disease can't be delayed. If anyone has a car, please take it over directly."

"I have a car, but if anything happens, you have to testify for me!"

"We will testify for you then. Go quickly—"

Several regular diners went over and surrounded the man. Some called the emergency number, some searched Baidu, and some used Mr. He’s cell phone to try to call his family.

The man who said he had a car also hurried out to drive the car.

Song Tang pushed through the crowd and found the old man holding his chest tightly with both hands, his teeth clenched, and his lips purple. His breathing was loud, like a wheezing sound like a bellows, but he still couldn't breathe.

"Boss, give me a piece of paper." Song Tang just came to attend the class and did not bring yellow talisman paper or cinnabar.

Father Cen was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out a spare account book from the drawer and handed it over, asking, "Is this okay?"

Song Tang nodded, bit his finger, and quickly wrote a spell on the paper.

Soon, a talisman that could cure all diseases took shape.

She tore off the paper, came to the old man, and used brute force to tear open his sweater. She touched the old man's chest with her still bleeding finger, and then pasted the talisman paper on the old man's chest.

"Little girl, what are you doing? Do you know CPR?" The middle-aged man sitting on the ground and supporting Mr. He looked at Song Tang with confusion.

Song Tang didn't say anything, she stared at He Lao's face. After a few seconds, his complexion began to return to normal, and his lips also changed from purple to a healthy flesh-red.

Mr. He, who was still holding his chest, found that his breathing suddenly became smoother and the pain in his heart disappeared instantly.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a strange rune on his chest, then looked up at the young face next to him.

The onlookers also noticed that Mr. He, who had just been in a state of near death, now sat up by himself as if nothing had happened.

"What did this little girl do? It looks like Mr. He is fine now."

"Is this a talisman? The talisman that can cure all diseases in the legend turns out to be real!"

"Old Qian, tell me quickly, what kind of spell is this? What kind of spell can cure all diseases?"

While everyone was talking about it, Lao Wang, who had gone out to drive, came back. He ran and shouted, "Hurry up and get it out. I've driven the car to the door. Hurry up, or I'll give you a ticket."

"Old Wang, you are late. You didn't see that this little girl just cast a spell and Mr. He's illness was cured instantly."

"Really, we all saw it, it really got better in an instant!"

Old Wang had an expression that said, "I can't hear you clearly without my glasses." He hurried in and was shocked to see that Mr. He had returned to normal.

"Song Tang, you are so awesome. You actually know such a powerful talisman!" Cen Rui looked at Song Tang with shining eyes.

Song Tang shook his head and raised his voice slightly, saying, "There is no spell in this world that can cure all diseases!"

"Little girl, don't be so modest." Mr. He stood up, and his torn sweater immediately drooped down, revealing his skinny chest.

His old face turned red and he quickly gathered his torn clothes.

He said with a smile: "Others may not know, but I, as the person involved, know it best. I am fine now, nothing has happened to me. Little girl, it's all thanks to you!"

"Don't just say thank you. They saved your life, so you should give them a red envelope."

"Just a token of your appreciation. This is a priceless talisman that can cure all diseases!"

As the onlookers spoke, they stared at Mr. He's chest with intense eyes.

Mr. He quickly covered his chest, looking as if he was afraid of being robbed.

"The talisman is just an external object and can only play a supporting role. Anyone who tells you that the talisman can cure all diseases is a liar. Don't be fooled!" Song Tang didn't give anyone a chance to interrupt and continued, "This talisman can only temporarily stabilize Mr. He's condition for an hour. Now a few minutes have passed. Should we rush to the hospital or continue the discussion? It's up to you to decide."

As soon as the words fell, the lively atmosphere at the scene suddenly stagnated.

Mr. He covered his chest with his hands, and seemed to feel uncomfortable again.

The middle-aged man next to him reacted quickly, called two people for help, and lifted Mr. He up again and left the shop in a hurry.

Watching the car leave Cen’s noodle shop, Song Tang also said goodbye to Cen Rui.

Just as Song Tang was leaving, a man who had been watching secretly put away his phone and left the shop holding the phone.

He looked around and found that there was no one around, so he finally made a phone call. An old man's voice soon came from the phone.

"Mr. Shen, the young lady's illness can be cured!"

At the same time, Mr. He had quickly arrived at the nearest hospital.

He was sitting in the emergency room at this time, surrounded by medical staff, all of whom had serious but somewhat helpless expressions on their faces.

A curious patient looked inside and asked, "What's going on? Why is there such a big scene?"

"There was an old man inside who said he was going to have a heart attack in an hour. The medical staff wanted to examine him, but he refused and insisted on waiting until the time was up."

"Aren't you playing with your own life? You're still fooling around at your age!"

"Don't talk nonsense. If the master said it's one hour, then it's one hour."

A few old men and women nearby came over and used gestures to exaggerate what had just happened in the noodle shop.

Just when a few people were chatting enthusiastically, the old man inside let out a wail and lay down, and the medical staff around him quickly entered the rescue state.

The people who brought Mr. He here looked at their phones in tacit understanding.

Wow, it really is one hour, not a minute or a second less than one hour!

"It's amazing!"

"So what the master said is right. The spell can only stabilize the situation temporarily. The rest depends on the doctor."

"Of course we need doctors to treat illnesses, is that even a stretch? Do you think we are the kind of old men and women who can be easily cheated of their pensions?"

"Yeah, we're awake! Oops, I forgot to ask for the contact information. I have high blood pressure, maybe it will be useful in the future."

Song Tang, who was being talked about by several people, touched her hot ears.

My phone vibrated and I opened WeChat, seeing that the program team had sent me information about the new episode.

This time, the program crew plans to go to a deserted village. Because everyone in the huge village has moved away, only an empty small village is left.

The village is not small, and is not worse than many small towns today.

Just from the pictures you can tell how prosperous this place was in the past, but I don't know why all the villagers moved away.

The houses in the village are all built of stone. It is a very distinctive ancient village. Perhaps because it has been abandoned for a long time, the outer walls of every house here are covered with green vines. It is a famous ghost village on the Internet.

I heard that many people have encountered strange things here, and there are also many people who claim to be descendants of the ghost village, saying that this village is indeed very evil.

Word of mouth spread quickly, and soon the reputation of the ghost village spread.