The Soul Is In Everything Chapter 6

In the bustling train station, there are young people dressed fashionably as well as middle-aged men and women carrying large and small bags. They walk hurriedly, as if isolated from the people around them, but they are also part of this dense crowd.

Train stations have always been places where all kinds of people gather. Although the management is very strict now and there are cameras everywhere, there are still people who take advantage of their "skills and courage" to make ill-gotten gains.

As soon as the train arrived at the station, an old man loudly asked who had seen his handbag. Passengers were in a hurry, some left without looking back, and some would look at him with pity, but would not stop for him.

The old man had dark skin and wrinkles on his face. His clothes were washed white and even frayed, and it was obvious that he didn't live a rich life. His crying attracted the security guards at the station. They were worried that the old man would get sick from anger, so they helped him sit down next to them. In the busy crowd, someone handed over a pack of napkins, someone handed over a bottle of water, but they were still in a hurry and didn't have time to look back.

Er Laizi stood at a distance and watched the excitement for a while, then turned around and prepared to follow the crowd out. Before he took two steps, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He froze and ran forward without looking back.

"Why are you running?" The man in a suit and tie kicked him on the back of his foot, and he fell uncontrollably against the wall, with several wallets and cell phones falling out of his body.

Seeing that the truth was revealed, Er Laizi didn't even bother to cry out in pain, and tried to crawl away from the scene. However, he had no idea who this handsome man with neatly combed hair and an elite look could be, who could actually crush him to death with just one foot, and he couldn't even get up.

"You stole the old man's money, aren't you afraid of losing your virtue?" Daniel Zhuang picked up the thief from the ground and handed him to the security guard who came over. He also gave the wallet and mobile phone on the ground to the security guard. One of the small bags wrapped in a plastic bag was particularly conspicuous. He patted the dust off it and turned to walk to the old man.

"Uncle, is this yours?"

The old man took the plastic bag and opened it tremblingly. There were a few red bills in it, and the rest were in denominations of tens or hundreds of yuan. It was bulging, but there wasn't actually much money.

"Thank you, thank you!" The old man was so moved that he kept thanking Daniel, and even passers-by applauded excitedly.

Daniel pushed his way through the crowd of onlookers, shook off his designer suit, and walked out of the train station hall.

"Boss, would you like a taxi?"

"Do not hit."

"Handsome guy, are you going to Dongcheng? It's 75 yuan to Dongcheng, and we'll deliver you to your door."

"No."

Daniel ignored the many drivers soliciting business, looked around, walked towards a black car, knocked on the car window, the window opened, and a bald head stuck out: "Boss, you are finally back."

"The train is late." Daniel threw the suitcase into the back seat of the car, opened the door and got in. Then he frowned and said, "How can a cultivator who seeks enjoyment turn off the air conditioner?"

The bald man looked back at Daniel, hesitant to speak: "Boss, it's the end of the month, and our department's travel expenses for this month haven't been used up. Why are you so stingy?"

"What does this have to do with being stingy?" Daniel's face became serious. "A practitioner is not afraid of cold or heat, that is the way!"

"But I'm just a fish that's afraid of the heat..."

Suddenly, a terrifying pressure came towards him. Bald Chu Yu swallowed his saliva and reached out to turn off the air conditioner: "You are right. I must overcome my biological instincts to become a powerful practitioner."

"Yeah." Daniel closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. His handsome face seemed to be cast by God, so perfect that there was not a single flaw to be found.

Halfway through the journey, there was a traffic jam. In the high temperature of nearly 40 degrees, the two people in the car did not sweat at all, as if the sun hanging in the sky was just a light bulb without much temperature.

"Have you caught the evil demon you reported to me a few days ago?"

"He's caught." Chu Yu was a mild-mannered man, and didn't react even though the traffic was stuck in the middle of the road. "It was Max who caught him, and it was said that he had the help of a master. Now the demon whip is still tied to the evil demon. We don't have enough skills, otherwise if we touch him rashly, we'll wait for you to come back."

At this point, Chu Yu couldn't help but ask, "Boss, why did you come back by train?"

"There are no direct flights from there to here."

"Then you can directly transfer to a plane to come back when you get to Hai City." Chu Yu flattered him a little, "If there weren't radars everywhere, with your level of cultivation, it would only take a blink of an eye for you to fly back from overseas."

The car was silent for a moment, and Daniel said slowly: "The plane ticket from Hai City to here will not be reimbursed."

Chu Yu: ...

In the hospital, Peng Hang saw Lucas roughly throw a piece of something that looked a bit strange in color into a cup, then randomly poked it twice with a spoon, poured water on it and prepared to take it to the ward to give to the patient to drink. He was so scared that he grabbed Lucas and said, "Young comrade, you are giving people fake and inferior drugs to drink. If something goes wrong, you will go to jail."

"But this is real medicine." Lucas pushed Peng Hang's hand away, "A gentleman's promise is more important than a thousand pounds. I never regret what I promised to others."

Is this young man probably stupid?

"He has a malignant tumor in his stomach, which cannot be cured by any flowers or herbs." Peng Hang chased after him and grabbed the corner of Lucas's clothes, "Brother, don't joke. Let us police handle this matter. I have already called the bureau and will help this person contact her place of residence and charity organizations to apply for a special relief fund. Don't make trouble. You can't bear the responsibility if something goes wrong."

Lucas hesitated. He had hardly come into contact with humans in recent years. He occasionally went to human society to watch the "News Broadcast" at human homes. It seemed possible that if the human body changed, these medicines would be ineffective.

Who knew that the door of the tea room was suddenly kicked open, and the thin dark woman who was about to jump off the building saw the cup with the smell of medicine in Lucas's hand, snatched it away with one hand, turned around and ran towards the ward.

"Hey, wait!" Peng Hang was so anxious that he wanted to step forward to stop the woman, but was stopped.

"Don't worry, just in case it works."

"When it comes to human life, there is no chance of a disaster!" Peng Hang shouted angrily, "The person lying on the hospital bed is just a child!" He pushed Lucas away and followed him.

Lucas lowered his head and looked in confusion at the hand that was pushed away heavily. He had seen constables in the human world before. Were those constables so brave?

No one can underestimate the power of a mother in despair. When Peng Hang rushed to the ward, the child had already drunk half of the medicine. But he didn't know if it was his illusion. He felt that the fake medicine smelled really good. Maybe there was some fragrance in it that was not good for the human body.

Seeing the woman's expectant eyes, Peng Hang couldn't say that this was fake medicine. He turned around and gestured to his colleagues, asking them to find a doctor so that if anything happened, there would be time for rescue.

When the attending doctor heard that someone had fed the patient an unknown drug, he was also very scared. He threw away the lunch box he had only eaten a few bites of and ran to the ward. It was not that they were making a fuss. In fact, there had been a case before where the family of a patient heard of a folk remedy and tried it on the patient, but the patient died before he could be rescued.

The attending doctor ran to the door of the ward panting and held on to the door frame. Before he could catch his breath, he heard the nine-year-old patient speaking.

"Mom, my stomach doesn't seem to hurt as much anymore."

The attending doctor thought, could there be any painkillers in the medicine? These medical swindlers are really bad people. They do all kinds of immoral things that will kill people and destroy their descendants. He took two breaths and walked to the bed to do a basic examination of the child patient. The heart and lungs were normal, the pulse was normal, and there were no abnormal pupils. He pressed the patient's abdomen lightly, and the patient did not show any pain.

"What did you feed the child?" The attending doctor looked at the thin and small woman in front of him. The woman shook her head blankly and looked back outside the door, but did not see the young man.

Where are the people?

Peng Hang shook his head, unable to remember when the young man left.

"Boss!" Chu Yu, who was driving, suddenly changed his expression and said to the man in the back seat, "Do you smell it?!"

He was originally a fish, so his sense of smell wasn't that strong, but he found it hard to ignore the strong smell of the Ganoderma lucidum.

Daniel, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head and stared at the hospital next to him, and whispered: "Tai Sui..."

Lingzhi mushroom matures once every thousand years and can cure all diseases. However, most people or monsters are not lucky enough to enjoy it. Anyone who eats Tai Sui will suffer from a serious disease that is difficult to cure, or even the destruction of their family. Over time, there has been a rumor in the world that if someone has bad luck, someone will tease the other person, wondering if they have offended Tai Sui.

But the smell of Tai Sui he smelled was very strange. There was no resentment or evil spirit in it, and it didn't even carry any cause and effect.

Nowadays, the cultivation of Taoism is declining, and each generation of cultivators is weaker than the previous one. If anyone has this kind of Tai Sui without cause and effect, he will definitely be sought after by countless people. How could he take it out so easily?

The smell of Tai Sui dissipated quickly and disappeared without a trace in just a few breaths.

Daniel was not someone who had never seen good things, so he quickly lost interest in this kind of thing.

"Alas, it's not easy for us demons now." Chu Yu came back to his senses from the shock and pointed at the young man who was picking up mineral water bottles at the hospital entrance. "They have fallen to the point of picking up plastic bottles for money."

Looking up, Daniel saw a young man in a T-shirt picking up mineral water bottles and throwing them into the plastic bag he was holding.

"If you don't practice hard, you'll be fired from the department and you'll have to take his job away from him."

The smell of dragon?

Lucas looked up at the scorching sky. In the past, when a dragon passed by and found that the local weather was hot, it would send a few drops of rain to bring sweet relief to the people. But now, dragons are becoming more and more stingy.

He even forgot the virtue that when a dragon moves, it brings rain.

It's really true that each generation is worse than the previous one.