chapter 4 Tin Wai Clinic Tin Tai Hang

Herman Schulz walked past the archway of Huayuan Street and strode towards the deserted street.

The streets paved with bluestones are full of imprints left by people and mules, and each piece exudes a rich atmosphere of history. Tiandi Clinic is located at the end of Huayuan Street. It is a low green-tiled building. The stone walls are covered with moss and ivy, and it is so green that it cannot be turned away.

It has no facade, only a wooden door opened in the stone wall, and the paint on the door panel is almost peeling off. If it weren't for the plaque "Tianwai Clinic" hanging on the lintel, Herman Schulz might have thought he was in front of a poor mountain man's home.

What kind of clinic is this?

Herman Schulz looked back at the streets he walked through when he came here. They were empty. The front of the medical clinic and the port were already busy even before they opened.

"Forget it, I'm here now, let's go in and take a look."Herman Schulz comforted himself in his heart. He took out the key that Roman left for him, inserted it into the door lock and opened the door.

Behind the door is a room filled with green smoke, and the scenery in the room is hazy. A seven-star lamp was vaguely burning quietly, but the light was not enough to dispel the green smoke and completely illuminate Herman Schulz's field of vision.

Nothing related to Roman is normal, and the clinic in front of him is obviously no exception.

Herman Schulz took a deep breath and stepped in.

After he entered, the door of the clinic slowly closed, but he was completely unconscious.

This is a very old room, about thirty to forty square meters, with no windows. There are tables, chairs, bookshelves and various utensils in the room, including bronze tripods and ceramic jars, large and small, arranged in a haphazard manner.

The source of the green smoke in the room is a huge bronze square tripod, which is half a person tall. There is a human face on the side facing the door. The eyes are closed. It has facial features but no expression. It is weird but natural.

Herman Schulz cautiously approached the bronze cauldron and took a look inside. The green smoke in the cauldron was so thick that he could not see anything smoking at all.

Herman Schulz temporarily gave up studying the bronze tripod and took a few steps forward. He saw a door on the wall on the left, with a wooden sign hanging on the lintel, which was engraved with "Scripture and Magic Library". He then moved his gaze to the wall on the right. Through the lingering green smoke, he could vaguely see a door on the wall on the right. There were also some words on the wall, but it was difficult to see clearly due to the green smoke.

Herman Schulz moved a few steps sideways, waved his hands to disperse the green smoke that covered his eyes, and then froze.

On the lintel of the door on the right wall hangs a sign engraved with "Elixir Equipment Storehouse". The wall is filled with shocking words whether it is made of red paint or blood.

I can not stand it any more!

It drives me crazy!

I want freedom! Give me freedom or give me death!

I can't go on like this!

I must think of a way, ah ah!

Roman, Roman, you must find a fool to take your place!

Seeing this sentence, Herman Schulz's mind suddenly recalled the sentence he vaguely heard last night when he was about to fall into coma - I am finally free! The sky has eyes, hahaha!

For some reason, Herman Schulz's heart skipped a beat, "The idiot on the wall...couldn't it be me?"

He hurriedly took out Roman's transfer contract and opened it. The contents of the contract were verbatim, and his signature was clearly visible.

There is no trap!

But at this moment, the face on the bronze cauldron suddenly opened its eyes, and the green smoke in the room returned to the cauldron like an ebbing tide, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

The contract in his hand trembled and changed!

The pure white paper turned old and yellowed.

Herman Schulz's eyes fell on the contract. He was horrified to see the previous writing slowly disappearing and new content appearing.

Tianwai Clinic Lease: Congratulations on becoming the owner of Tianwai Clinic. The monthly rent of this clinic is a total of 200 good thoughts and merit points and evil thoughts and sin points. If it is overdue, your life will be offset by one point of rent. One year of life will be offset by one point of rent. This contract binds the body and soul until death.

In the lower right corner of the lease is his own signature.

Herman Schulz suddenly realized that Roman had tricked him!

"If you can't pay the rent, you will use your life to pay off the debt. You can pay off a little bit every year. If I don't open in January, how much life will I have to draw for you? Are you kidding? You can play slowly, I won't play anymore!"Herman Schulz If you want to get even more angry, grab the contract and tear it up!

Wow!

The soul contract split into two and fell to the ground.

But at that moment, Herman Schulz's body seemed to have been severely slashed and split into two, and all the blood around him seemed to be splashed on the ground. A feeling more painful than death permeated every nerve. He couldn't hold on for a second and fell straight to the ground.

The soul contract that was torn in half merged in the air, merged into one, and landed squarely in Herman Schulz's open right hand, without even a crack.

The painful feeling disappeared as quickly as it came and everything was back to normal.

Herman Schulz got up from the ground. The strange thing that had just happened had already explained a problem. He had only one way to go now, which was to open the clinic to earn rent.

What are the merits of good thoughts?

What are evil thoughts and sins?

Herman Schulz pondered this question in his mind, and his eyes were also looking for the answer. Soon, he saw a small white porcelain vase on the desk, with a piece of paper pressed under the vase.

Herman Schulz walked over.

There was a handwritten label of "Elementary Prescription Pill" on the small porcelain bottle. Before he could see what kind of pill was in the small porcelain bottle, he saw the machine-typed message on the paper.

That was Roman's message: I'm sorry, little brother, I had no choice but to do it. I am a cultivator, Taoist named Tiangu. I've been trapped in this clinic for over two thousand years.

Like me, you have good and evil spiritual roots and are in absolute balance.

No doubt, I believe you have seen the innate aura in you. Others are colorful, but you are black and white.

I don’t know the specific origin of this clinic. Although it is called a clinic, the age of its existence cannot be measured. I was tricked into becoming the owner of the clinic. It collects the rent of good and evil every month, and if it is not paid by the due date, it will be offset by lifespan. I never earn enough rent, so my life span is getting shorter and shorter. If it weren't for your appearance, I probably wouldn't be able to live much longer.

The so-called values ​​of good and evil refer to the merits of good thoughts and the sins of evil thoughts.

The merits of good thoughts refer to the merits obtained by having good thoughts and doing good deeds, while the sins of evil thoughts refer to the sins caused by having evil thoughts and doing evil. What you want to earn is what people in this world get from doing good deeds and the rewards from doing evil.

The bamboo slips on the bookshelf are clinic accounts that can calculate the good and evil values ​​​​of a person. The square tripod in the middle of the room is the good and evil cauldron. As long as you write a prescription and have someone sign it, the good and evil tripod will automatically extract the good and evil values ​​​​of a person. value.

So you need to complete the contract in the clinic. The key is made of Xuanling Iron, and nothing in the world can destroy it. You carry it with you, and no matter where you are in the world from now on, you just need to draw a lock with your blood on the wall or door, and you can open the door of convenience and return to the clinic.

There are only 5 junior prescription pills I have left in the medicine bottle. They are used in conjunction with the prescription contract. In addition to terminal illnesses, it can cure other diseases of ordinary people. Consider it a gift from me. There are formulas and prescription pills for junior prescription pills in the drawer. The refining method, once you master the elixir technique in the medical book, you can refine it yourself.

There are two doors in the clinic, one is a library for scriptures and spells, and the other is a library for elixirs and equipment. I have never been in, so I don’t know what is inside.

Finally, don’t think that good and evil are worth a lot of money. People who are not very good and evil will have very little good and evil in their bodies. Let’s put it this way, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This is considered a great merit, right? And what I want to tell you is that saving a life only requires seven points of good thoughts and merits. It's about your life, remember it.

The signature on the paper was "Never see you again, Roman is ashamed to stay".

Shame on your sister!

After a while, Herman Schulz's mood calmed down a little. He opened the drawer of his desk and saw the formula and refining method of the primary prescription pill left by Roman. He took a rough look at it, but couldn't understand it at all. Then he uncorked the small porcelain bottle and poured out the pills in the bottle. There were indeed only five pills. They smelled fragrant, were small, and were bronze in color. They looked like metal particles, not pills. .

After reading it, Herman Schulz put the junior prescription pill back into the small porcelain bottle, put it in the drawer, and finally closed the drawer carefully. For him now, this is not a matter of a small bottle of medicine, but his life!

Then, Herman Schulz's eyes moved to the bronze tripod next to the desk. The human face was still looking at him with his eyes open.

It is the Cauldron of Good and Evil.

Herman Schulz remembered the green smoke when he first came in. He cautiously came to the side of the Good and Evil Cauldron and looked inside the cauldron.

There is nothing in the Cauldron of Good and Evil, only some strange lines, like countless large and small rivers on the earth, criss-crossing and then gathering at the bottom.

Herman Schulz's eyes moved to the bookshelf again. There were no books on the bookshelf, only a bamboo slip. If nothing else, it should be the account book of the intermediate clinic.

Herman Schulz came to the bookshelf and picked up the bamboo slip. It was heavy and felt cold to the bones. It was obviously not made of ordinary bamboo.

He opened the bamboo slip, and the content immediately appeared on the bamboo slip: Tiandi Clinic has zero points of good thoughts and merits, zero points of evil thoughts and sins, and it is twenty-nine days and six hours until the next rent payment.

Six o'clock on the 29th, this is timing him!

Roman is a cultivator. He has a long lifespan and has been drained to the point of going crazy. Herman Schulz is miserable when he wants to escape, because he is an ordinary human being with a lifespan of only a few decades. One month's rent can make him go crazy. crematorium!

Herman Schulz put the bamboo slips of the clinic's account books back on the bookshelf with a determined look in his eyes, "Since I can't get rid of it, then I will start my new life here! Roman, you can't run the business, but I can!"