The Great Doctor Girl

However, the masked man's attacks showed no signs of stopping, as if it were a never-ending nightmare.

Black flames continuously spewed out of his mouth. The flames were like a ferocious beast, with bared fangs and claws, frantically trying to trap us in this terrible circle of fire.

Each flame carried a breath of destruction, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by the burning.

Sister Zhiyue was concentrating on strengthening the barrier, with beads of sweat rolling down her forehead like pearls that had broken off the string.

But her eyes remained firm, with an unyielding flame burning in them, as she desperately resisted the fierce fire attack.

Her hands trembled slightly, but she never retreated, like an indestructible fortress, guarding our last hope.

At this extremely tense moment, Huang Junze was not idle at all.

His eyes were extremely sharp, like a cheetah searching for prey in the dark, not missing any flaws of the masked man.

That focused look seemed to be able to penetrate all the fog and reach the core of the truth.

Finally, he discovered that the moment the masked man spit out flames, his body would pause for a very short time.

This instantaneous discovery ignited a spark of hope in his heart.

Huang Junze quietly approached the masked man, his footsteps as light as a ghost, without making a sound.

He took every step carefully, as if walking on a tightrope. If he was not careful, he would fall into an irretrievable situation.

He waited patiently for the opportunity. When the masked man spit out flames again, he acted as fast as lightning and launched a fierce attack on the masked man's back with lightning speed.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze. The masked man had not anticipated Huang Junze's sudden attack. He was panicked, flustered, and caught off guard.

He turned around in panic to block Huang Junze's attack, but it was obviously too late.

Huang Junze's attack hit his body accurately. He took a few steps, a painful expression on his face, and his facial features were twisted together, as if he was enduring great pain.

Seeing this excellent opportunity, my sister Zhiyue and I immediately increased the intensity of our attack without hesitation.

Our spiritual shock waves and shields were like a surging torrent, converging into an unstoppable force, rushing towards the masked man.

The powerful force was like a roaring dragon, forcing him to retreat again and again, leaving him completely unable to fight back.

The masked man looked so small and fragile under this powerful attack.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the masked man wanted to escape.

But how could we let him escape so easily?

We followed closely behind him, launching attacks continuously, chasing him like his shadow.

Every attack was filled with our anger and determination to defeat him completely.

Just when we were about to defeat the masked man completely, an accident suddenly happened.

Under our combined attack, the masked man was gradually defeated, and his mask was accidentally torn off in the chaos.

I subconsciously looked up, and the moment I saw his face, an uncontrollable feeling of nausea flooded into my heart, my stomach churned, and I couldn't help vomiting violently.

It was a face severely burned by the fire. The skin was distorted beyond recognition, and some places showed dark brown scabs, like ugly scars, deep and shallow, crisscrossing, as if they were the cruel marks left by the years.

In some places, the bright red tender flesh is exposed, which is shocking, as if it has been cursed by the devil, making people unable to bear to look at it.

The moment the masked man's mask was torn off, his figure quickly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Huang Junze and Sister Zhiyue were also stunned for a moment by this terrifying face.

But soon, Sister Zhiyue regained her composure.

She frowned slightly, her eyes revealing deep thought, as if she was trying hard to recall something.

"I didn't expect it to be really him."

Sister Zhiyue whispered, her voice full of surprise and confusion, and the voice echoed in the silent air, seeming particularly clear.

I suppressed the nausea in my heart, looked at Sister Zhiyue, and asked, "Sister Zhiyue, do you know him?"

"I know him." Sister Zhiyue replied with two words expressionlessly, but a complex and indistinguishable emotion clearly flashed in her eyes. That emotion was like a bottomless pool of water, making it impossible to understand.

"He was once a renowned master of Yijing, and should have used his profound knowledge of Yijing to guide people and bring them blessings."

Sister Zhiyue said slowly, with a hint of regret in her voice.

"However, 19 years ago, he was bribed with a large sum of money and embarked on a path of no return into sorcery."

Her tone became heavy, as if she was telling a tragic story.

"To pursue his boundless wealth, he became insane and committed all manner of evil, throwing all his former beliefs and morals to the winds. Even more surprising is the fact that he was actually Mr. Ping's junior fellow apprentice."

Sister Zhiyue's eyes were full of helplessness and emotion.

Although she said this, she seemed to be confused about something, and felt that she was not 100% sure about this judgment.

"Mr. Ping has always been someone I greatly respect. He is upright and kind, and he always adheres to the righteous path of Yixue."

I couldn't help but say it, my heart full of respect for Mr. Ping.

"But his fellow apprentice took a completely opposite path. What happened?"

Huang Junze couldn't help but ask, his face full of confusion.

My heart was filled with doubts and shock, and I couldn't calm down for a long time. I felt as if I was in the middle of a huge and confusing mystery.

Huang Junze and Sister Zhiyue were also shocked by this sudden truth, and their faces were also full of disbelief.

"I didn't expect that he was actually Mr. Ping's junior fellow apprentice."

Sister Zhiyue murmured to herself, "There must be many unknown stories in this."

Huang Junze frowned, his eyes revealing deep worry: "If he is Mr. Ping's junior apprentice, does Mr. Ping know what he has done?"

I tried to calm myself down and try to sort out the complicated connections behind all this.

Mr. Ping is my master.

But my master has lived in seclusion since he took me in on the mountain 19 years ago.

I only heard that he was injured in a game with a colleague and never came out again.

Why was this once highly respected master of Yi studies tempted by money?

How many unforgivable evils has he committed in these 19 years?

And what kind of intricate relationship does he have with me, Su Jingyan, and the unfathomable secret behind the masked man?

My mind was like a lake with countless pebbles thrown into it. Various questions kept popping up in my mind, intertwined with each other, like a tangled mess that made it impossible to know where to start.

I felt extremely confused. These mysteries were like heavy shackles that made it almost impossible for me to breathe.

There was a voice inside me shouting, "I must solve these mysteries. Only in this way can I find the truth."

Sister Zhiyue seemed to see through my thoughts at a glance. She patted my shoulder gently and said softly, "Don't worry, we will slowly uncover these secrets. Now, let's rest and recover our strength."

I nodded. Although my heart was still full of doubts, I was also full of expectations for the future.

I don’t know why, but I have become more and more trusting of Sister Zhiyue. I always have a sense of familiarity towards her.

We found a clean place to sit down and began to rest and try to recover our strength.

Huang Junze was like a loyal guard, guarding us intently and always on guard against the masked man attacking again.

His eyes were firm and alert, not missing any movement around him.

However, when I stopped and looked around calmly, I was shocked to find that we were in the empty night, and there was nothing around and dead silence.

The warm scene at Geng Can's home and the village full of life that I saw during the day all disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed in this world.

This vast expanse of space and silence filled me with a deep sense of unease. The darkness seemed boundless, ready to swallow us whole.

I looked at Huang Junze and Sister Zhiyue suspiciously and asked anxiously, "Was this place empty when you came just now?"

They both had shocked expressions on their faces and answered in unison, "Yes!"

My heart was suddenly filled with doubts. Could it be that all this was a trap set by the masked man in advance?

Just to lure me over here?

That so-called patient is fake?

Are the village and Geng Can’s house during the day just illusions?

What about the human wall we just hit?

Was that just an elaborate illusion?

Countless questions kept circling in my mind, making me feel that the conspiracy behind this was more and more unfathomable.

"But I was at Geng Can's house just now. Our fight started in Geng Can's room."

I said in disbelief with my eyes wide open, a slight tremor in my voice.

"I was afraid of hurting Geng Can, so I deliberately moved to the yard outside the house."

The more I spoke, the more excited I became, and my hands unconsciously clenched.

"Your cell phone signal disappeared here." Huang Junze recalled, his brows furrowed and he fell into deep thought.

"If it weren't for Sister Zhiyue, we would have had a hard time finding you. Sister Zhiyue finally used the 'Telepathic Tracking Technique' and luckily found you at the critical moment."

Huang Junze said this, gently stroking my head with his hand, full of concern.

"This is the 'illusion and charm' he used to take advantage of your kindness and lure you here." Sister Zhiyue added on the side with a serious look.

I racked my brains to recall the scene. "No wonder the car jolted over a 30-centimeter ditch. It must have been at that moment that he put me in this illusion." The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. "At the time, I was so focused on saving Geng Can that I was completely distracted."

If Huang Junze and Sister Zhiyue had not arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.