Chapter 1473 Don't Trust Him

Tong Wu moved a high-back chair and placed it beside Gu Liang, Tangtang silently walked over and sat down next to Gu Liang.

Gu Liang asked her: "Won the lawsuit?"

"Ok."

"happy?"

"happy."

Gu Liang smiled, "It's good to be happy, and it's not a waste of time. What Mu Zi said is actually right, this time you are lucky enough to meet a newbie, most of the litigation process is very boring, Don't join in the fun next time."

Tangtang nodded obediently, "Yes, I see."

After a few brief chats, the two of them didn't speak any more, they silently watched how the Taoist priest in front of him administered the needle.

Gu Liang's arms were flat on the table, palms facing upwards. It turned out that those black foreign bodies were completely invisible, and the skin showed a healthy color.

From the crook of the arm to the middle of the forearm, seven or eight silver-white long needles were pierced, and the Daoist still held one in the center of the forearm, piercing deeply bit by bit.

Tangtang silently looked at the Taoist priest.

Blue-gray robe, black trousers, white socks and a pair of cotton shoes, typical Taoist attire.

A cotton backpack of the same color as his clothes was slung across his shoulders. The pocket of the backpack was open, and in it could be vaguely seen the ghost-killing stick, the canopy ruler, the money sword, the five thunder cards, and the three clear bells.

Everything is the nemesis of ghosts.

The other party looked calm, as if he was unaware of Tangtang's gaze.

After an unknown amount of time, the Taoist priest began to take out the needles, and every time one was taken out, a little cinnabar mark would be left on the eye of the needle.

After all the needles were taken out, the Taoist priest said: "In the future, if the needle is moved down three inches, it will shrink down three inches, three inches after three inches, and it will naturally dissolve into nothing."

Gu Liang nodded slightly: "It's time for the Taoist priest."

Tong Wu next to him asked respectfully, "I don't know how many more acupuncture treatments are needed to recover?"

The Taoist priest said: "It's only three times left and right, and it will be cured within ten days."

After some greetings and compliments, Tong Wu personally sent the Taoist leader out.

The golden autumn sun shines in through the bright glass windows, and an araucaria tree in the study is bright green under the sunlight.

Gu Liang walked to the window, and carefully observed his right arm under the sunlight. He retracted his five fingers and moved his wrist a little. Moving black bugs, not even a speck of black can be seen.

He knew that those things were still hidden in his body, but at least they were invisible on the surface. This hand was no different from a normal person, which really made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Tangtang hugged him gently from behind, pressed his cheek against his back, and murmured: "Gu Liang, when I'm not around, do you miss me?"

Gu Liang came back to his senses, thinking about her being a child with a temper, now seeing others treating him, is she a little jealous?

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, pulled Tangtang's arm and turned around, hugged her into his arms, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Tangtang's voice was muffled, "What do you mean, do you miss him?"

"Think." Gu Liang had no choice but to follow her and said nasty words, "I miss you so much."

Tangtang asked again: "Do you like me?"

"Yes, I like it."

"Like me more, or like that Taoist priest more?"

Gu Liang couldn't help but laugh: "When did I say I like Taoist priests?"

Tangtang wrapped his arms around his waist unreasonably, "Then you don't like Taoist priests, so don't let him come again."

"It's messing around again." Gu Liang pinched her face and said with a smile, "I can't come here a few times, and when the things in my hands are clean, he will naturally not come again."

Tangtang's face was buried in Gu Liang's arms, her eyes darkened, showing coldness, "Gu Liang, don't trust him, he can't heal your hand."

Gu Liang said lightly: "A dead horse is a living horse doctor..."