The Great Doctor Girl

At this time, Chen Feng quietly escaped into the basement of the abandoned Zen temple.

The dark, damp atmosphere and the stench of decay intertwined and permeated the air, making one feel nauseous.

The dim candlelight flickered in the corner, casting a huge and hideous black shadow on his twisted figure, like a demon crawling out of hell.

The old stone table in the center of the basement was engraved with evil runes. The runes flashed with dark red light, and wisps of smoke rose up, as if summoning endless dark power.

Hanging on the iron chains around the stone table were several people who had been captured recently and were still breathing weakly.

They looked at the still-breathing corpses lined up in front of them, their eyes empty and their faces ashen, knowing full well that this was the fate they were about to face.

Their bodies were shaking violently with fear, their clothes were tattered and bloodstained.

Chen Feng walked towards the stone table with a hunched back but nimble movements.

His hair was dry, yellow and sparse, and on his half-burned face, veins on his forehead were crisscrossed like tree roots. His eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, his cheeks were sunken, blue-gray and had strange scaly lines, and his hands were dry and rough, with long, pointed nails stained with blood.

He suddenly grabbed a young man, who was struggling in terror, his pupils contracted sharply, veins bulged on his forehead, his lips were bitten, blood gushed out, his body shook violently, and a desperate "woohoo" roar came from his throat.

Chen Feng opened his bloody mouth and bit the prisoner's neck with his sharp fangs. The blood vessels in the prisoner's neck bulged high, the muscles on his face were twisted in extreme pain, his eyes were wide open, and a shrill scream came from his mouth.

As blood flowed into Chen Feng's mouth, his body emitted a dark red light, his muscles expanded rapidly, his blood vessels bulged like black poisonous snakes, his magic power soared instantly, and a cyclone appeared around him, mixed with black smoke and dark red light.

He let go of the shriveled body and reached out to grab another one.

The man was already frightened out of his wits, his lips trembling constantly, and he could only utter a weak "No... No..." sound, his face covered with tears and sweat.

After being caught, he screamed and struggled, and finally fainted from fright.

The basement was filled with Chen Feng's wild laughter and the captives' screams, like a symphony of hell, which was creepy.

After sucking the blood of the last person, a powerful evil force enveloped the entire basement.

Chen Feng stood up, the cyclone became more violent, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Luo Shu, you will be mine tomorrow. By then, the whole world will be under my control, hahaha!" The voice was as deafening as thunder in the darkness, shaking off layers of dust on the wall.

The next day, the sky was about to turn pale.

Huang Junze and I had just finished washing up and went downstairs when we saw Sister Zhiyue waiting in the living room.

I was surprised and blurted out: "Sister Zhiyue, why are you here so early?"

Sister Zhiyue looked at us with a smile, her eyes revealing a warmth and mysterious power. She said, "Knowing the urgency of the situation, I came early. How are you preparing?"

I replied calmly, "Sister, I'm fully prepared. Knowing that Jinxuan was trapped in the Seven Evil Soul Locking Formation, I came back with more magical instruments ready for any emergency."

Huang Junze also nodded in agreement: "With us here, we will definitely be able to save Jinxuan."

After breakfast, we didn’t dare to delay for a moment and set off with Sister Zhiyue. Huang Junze drove and sped westward.

Soon, Qian Jinxuan's magnificent mansion came into view.

As soon as I stepped into the house, the scene in front of me was a little dazzled.

I secretly marveled at this, but I remained calm on the surface. "This house is truly magnificent! However, this evil aura is also quite strong."

Huang Junze nodded and said, "I will always be by your side."

Sister Zhiyue looked solemn and frowned slightly: "This power is more complicated than I imagined. We need to act with caution."

The vermilion gate is inlaid with rows of golden rivets, which sparkle brightly in the sun, and one can tell the glory of this family at a glance.

The stone lions on both sides of the door are majestic, with their mouths wide open, like loyal guards guarding this magnificent mansion.

Walking along the path paved with bluestone slabs, in the gardens beside the road, exotic flowers are competing for beauty, and the fragrance of flowers fills the air, but it still cannot cover up the coldness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

I couldn't help but shudder, and secretly calmed my mind: "The evil energy here is getting stronger, everyone must be careful."

Huang Junze held my hand: "Come, be careful."

Sister Zhiyue took out the compass and observed carefully as she walked: "This evil energy seems to be perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment. It is definitely not simple."

The pavilions and towers are arranged in an orderly manner, and the flying eaves and corners against the backdrop of the sky look like a phoenix spreading its wings to fly.

Exquisite carvings are spread throughout the building, and every detail demonstrates the craftsman's superb skills.

The servant led us through the garden and several corridors to the inner courtyard, which was even quieter. Only our footsteps echoed in the empty courtyard.

When Qian Jinxuan's parents saw us coming, it was like they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

They both went out to greet him: "Doctor Luo, Mr. Huang, this is..."

"This is my master. She will be able to help me here." I quickly pulled Sister Zhiyue over to introduce her.

Sister Zhiyue didn't say much, just nodded slightly as a greeting.

As I walked into the ward where Qian Jinxuan was, a strong chill swept over me. This chill seemed to have life, and its icy tentacles desperately drilled into my pores, as if trying to freeze my soul in this endless ice cellar.

I was startled, but quickly composed myself and said to everyone, "Could this be a mild cold spell that has a strong chilling effect?"

Sister Zhiyue, no, at this moment, she should be called Liu Yian, the famous Feng Shui master. She held a compass in her hand, her expression extremely serious. "The Feng Shui here has been severely damaged. It's truly vicious. This is the most sinister layout I've ever seen."

Huang Junze followed closely behind me, frowning and looking worried.

The surrounding walls looked like the body of a giant beast growing out of the abyss of hell, emitting a stale and decayed smell, which was even faintly mixed with the pungent smell of sulfur.

The mottled wall peeled off in large chunks. I vaguely saw those fallen parts, like cursed human skins, twisted and piled in the corners of the wall. There seemed to be blurred outlines of facial features on the skins, which was chilling.

The scene here is in stark contrast to the luxury outside.

I suppressed my extreme discomfort and calmly analyzed, "These changes to the walls are the result of the erosion of evil spirits. It seems this place has been cursed."

Huang Junze protected me behind him: "Luo Shu, just do your best according to the situation, and don't try to be too stubborn."

I smiled at him and said nothing.

Under the dim light, the faintly visible water stains looked like huge, pus-covered hands crawling on the wall at an extremely slow yet creepy speed, with black mucus dripping from the fingertips, as if trying to break through the constraints of the wall and drag everything into endless darkness.

Every drop of mucus that falls to the ground makes a sizzling sound and emits a pungent green smoke.

The dim light flickered violently on the ceiling, and each flicker was accompanied by a "sizzling" sound of electricity. The sound was like the whisper of a devil, sharp and piercing, as if telling an ancient and terrifying curse.

The lights flickered, and the shadows cast on the walls were like groups of evil spirits with bared fangs and claws. They had different shapes, some were roaring, some were sneering, and some seemed to be performing some kind of evil ritual.

What's even more terrifying is that those shadows seem to have substance. We can vaguely see the evil spirits' outstretched claws and fangs dripping with blood. They struggle frantically on the wall, trying to break free from this last restraint and pounce on us. Every impact makes the wall tremble slightly, as if the entire ward is tottering under the impact of this evil force.

I gripped the peach wood sword tightly in my hand, my eyes fixed firmly. "These are all illusions created by evil magic. Do not be affected by them."

The first thing that caught the eye was an ancient and elegant carved bed made of precious sandalwood, but at this moment, it looked more like a cursed coffin, emitting the decaying smell of death.

The exquisite auspicious beasts and cloud patterns carved on it seemed to be infused with evil souls in this dim light that was like the underworld.

After a careful observation, I said, "The carvings on this bed have been contaminated by evil energy and have become part of the evil formation."

After hearing this, Huang Junze felt the seriousness of the matter more and more, and his worry about me became more and more serious.

The auspicious beast's eyes flashed with a strange blood-red light, which revealed endless greed and cruelty, as if it would jump off the bed in the next second and tear us into pieces.

Looking closely, there was actually a small figure struggling in the auspicious beast's eyes, like an imprisoned soul, screaming silently.

The cloud patterns were like clusters of miasma emitting the breath of death. They flowed slowly, and seemed to corrode the surrounding air wherever they went. The corroded air formed wisps of black smoke that lingered around the bed.

Every line is as smooth and delicate as a devil's brushstroke, just like the mysterious spell that can awaken the evil spirits of hell in the legend, constantly conveying the ominous message of death to me.

The bed curtains were made of light blue satin and were soft in texture, but now they looked like a pool of cursed stagnant water. The blue was as deep as the endless abyss of the ocean, emitting a suffocating silence.

The bed curtain drooped slightly, as if being pulled by countless pairs of hands hidden in the darkness. Every shake brought an indescribable horror, as if countless pairs of prying eyes were hidden behind the bed curtain, those eyes were full of malice, staring coldly at our every move.

When my eyes met those eyes, I seemed to see the most terrifying scenes flashing in them, that is, endless death and despair.

I took a deep breath and silently chanted a heart-clearing mantra to keep myself calm. "Don't let these fears affect you. We must find the key to breaking the formation."

There was a small pear wood table at the head of the bed, and on the table was a glass lamp. The candlelight in the lamp was swaying violently in the wind. No one knew where the wind came from, but it was like a sigh from hell, carrying a hint of sorrow.

The candlelight emitted a faint light, but it could not dispel the surrounding darkness. Instead, it made the darkness appear thicker, filling the entire space like ink.

The light refracted through the glass, casting mottled shadows on the wall. Those shadows were like souls imprisoned in darkness, struggling, twisting, and screaming in pain.

Some of the light and shadows resemble human faces with their mouths wide open, as if they are screaming silently. The shrill appearance makes people panic, as if these souls are suffering endless torture, and at the same time they are warning people of the terrible dangers hidden here.

I looked at the light and shadows, thinking to myself, "The pain of these souls is conveying a message to us. There must be some important clue here."

Sister Zhiyue (Liu Yian) walked around with a compass: "The magnetic field here is very chaotic. This is really an illusion. This is the weak cold bewilderment spell."

We tried to remain calm and not be affected by this illusion.