Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 2: Keep your eyes closed when holding a lantern at midnight

“This is actually a good thing for me now.”

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down: "I have been reincarnated, so this kind of thing is not uncommon."

The fortune teller is good at predicting good and bad luck, but it is difficult for him to predict the time. Without knowing the weather, it is naturally impossible to judge good and bad luck.

Without touching the lantern, Chen Ning'an opened the envelope first.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard upstairs, which frightened him so much that his back shuddered and he felt a chill and squeaked continuously.

He focused his eyes and saw the following contents in the envelope:
'Tonight at midnight light the candle in the lantern, close your eyes, and walk around the room without stopping.

If you agree, take the special medicine in the box, which will last for three days.'

There was no signature or address, but Chen Ning'an had an extremely firm idea in his mind.

This letter must be related to the Lantern Man website he registered, the lantern on the bed, and the Lantern Man.

He looked at the lantern. It was an ordinary paper lantern made in ancient times and connected with a thin bamboo pole.

After looking at it for a long time, he didn't dare to move and took the lead in opening the small box with his thumb.

"Special medicine?"

He studied it carefully and found that the medicine was very strange, a flesh-colored soft pill, similar to a sponge ball, and elastic.

Special medicine?
For some unknown reason, Chen Ning'an put it in his mouth, and by the time he realized it, it had already gone down his throat.

His eyes suddenly opened and he reached out his hand hastily, but his fingers stopped in mid-air.

The body that was in constant pain and the spreading cancer cells suddenly felt relieved.

It is really useful. Miraculous effects appear as soon as you take it. It is even more effective than Angong Niuhuang Pills which cost hundreds of thousands of dollars per pill.

His heart beat violently twice. The bizarre things that had happened in just one hour made his blood beat faster.

"Is it a ghost or something like that?"

He recalled the feeling of the special medicine and carefully picked up the lantern.

The lantern was light in texture, but the candle inside was blood red.

If it was in his previous life, if there really were ghosts and gods, how could he have failed? People who are born with a shortcut to enlightenment can understand everything at once. How many masters sighed for him?
Outside the door, Wang Youcai's voice was still ringing, persuading him one sentence after another, hoping that he could wake up and go to the doctor with peace of mind.

"Clap."

Chen Ning'an opened the door, his spirit and energy were completely different from before, and his face was rosy.

He was shocked when he looked in the mirror just now.

"Whoa!"

Unexpectedly, the little fat boy Wang Youcai started crying, and his tears couldn't stop falling.

"Ning An, are you having a last breath? Ning An! Why don't you listen to me? Let's go to the hospital!"

The matter of the lantern was kept secret for the time being, so Chen Ning'an did not tell him and nodded in agreement.

"Wangcai, I'm dying soon. Please let me be quiet in my last moments."

He urged this best friend since kindergarten: "Buy a house, respect your uncles and aunts, and help them out more often."

"Then marry an ugly wife, but remember, she must have a big butt, not sunken temples, and low cheekbones."

After saying this, he prepared to close the door gently.

Unexpectedly, Wang Youcai suddenly blocked it with his foot and shouted, "Now!"

Chen Ning'an's eyes froze, and he saw two nurses rushing out from both sides of the wall behind the door, shouting in a sacred and unquestionable voice: "Come with us for treatment!"

Each of them used one arm and with just one pull they pulled out Chen Ning'an, who weighed less than 100 pounds, and quickly carried him downstairs and into the ambulance.

The little fat man held Chen Ningan tightly all the way so that he wouldn't move, and it was impossible for him to get the lantern.

As soon as I got in the car, the holy doctor was ready, radiating light from his body: "Quick! The patient is coming back to life, inject adrenaline immediately and start the rescue!"

Chen Ning'an was still struggling, but suddenly, his eyes became dull again.

Because the lantern was lying quietly in a corner of the ambulance.

He pointed at the lantern and called to the fat boy:

"Wangcai, did you take that lantern into the car?" Wang Youcai looked in the direction of his finger and quickly covered his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no lantern, we are fighting for our lives now!"

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When it was evening, after a series of treatments, the hospital came to an unprecedented conclusion.

"He doesn't have an advanced malignancy. It was a misdiagnosis."

"Impossible! You're telling me Ning An is not sick in this state? Do you believe it?"

The fat boy argued with reason, and finally the hospital saw that Chen Ning'an was indeed in a bad condition and had previously confirmed medical records, so they had no choice but to put him in the intensive care unit.

I plan to observe for a period of time, and if there is no problem, I will be discharged from the hospital!

No one wants to go against money, right?

In the intensive care unit, doctors are on duty 24 hours a day, and the beeping sounds of instruments can be heard one after another.

Those were hospital beds, and the people lying on them were either the elderly or the seriously disabled.

Most of the crying outside the door belonged to these people.

Chen Ning'an looked up and saw a huge clock opposite the bed, slowly moving towards 21: p.m.

When he moved his eyes again, the lantern was following him like a shadow, right next to his pillow, but no one could see it.

"Success or failure depends on tonight."

He whispered, closed his eyes and quietly recited the Three Officials Sutra.

If gods and ghosts really exist, if he recites the Three Officials' Precious Edict, the Three Emperors of Heaven, Earth and Water will surely respond and inspire him to make the most appropriate divination.

Slowly opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was the lantern.

The lantern placed on top of him, the blood-red candle was extremely eye-catching on the white sheets.

"It is the hour of Hai, and the lantern symbolizes separation."

He recited softly, and the hexagrams that he was extremely familiar with in his previous life rose in his mind. Divide eight by the hour of Hai, and the lower hexagram should be Zhen.

But something moved his mind, and when he cast the hexagram, the first line of the Zhen hexagram disappeared and it became the Kun hexagram.

This is - the celestial phenomena show the hexagram, so the Kun hexagram is used to make the judgment.

Li is empty in the middle, Kun is cut off at six, the Jin hexagram is fire and earth. Add the time to the original hexagram Li fire, move three lines, and you will get the changed hexagram Huoshan Lu.

Jin hexagram is homophonic to "jin", and Lu hexagram means "travel". This hexagram is suitable for the scene. It is the image of Li fire shining on the earth. The hexagram means prosperity, but...

He sat up slowly. He was restrained by the fire of Li and the water of Hai. It was ominous for the day to return late at night. The energy in the hexagram was extremely weak. The mutual hexagram was Shui Shan Jian, which was another restraint.

“When the fire is extremely dim, one must follow the hexagram, not see it, not hear it, and only when it turns from extreme decline to prosperity can one avoid entering the gates of hell.”

"Besides, the letter also told me to close my eyes."

He had made up his mind, but he wondered if divination would still work after he came into this world.

But he had no choice but to take a gamble. The envelope said that the pills would only be effective for three days, and he would most likely still be in critical condition after three days. Now he could only take one step at a time and wait and see.

Time passes by minute by minute. Doctors in the ICU generally do not walk around. They will only rush over when the vital signs instruments scream.

He noticed that the old man in the next bed woke up several times, but was unable to speak and could only move his eyes.

All that was revealed in his eyes was the fear of death and the hope of life.

The old man noticed him.

Chen Ning'an picked up the lantern and slowly sat up on the bed.

The time... is almost up.

He didn't know what would happen then.

Chen Ning'an took the initiative to unplug all the power supplies of the vital signs equipment, then twisted the wires and gently touched them. The electric spark ignited the candle in the lantern.

The old man in the next bed opened his eyes wide and made a whining sound.

The next second, the old man saw a critically ill teenager like him raising his hands, closing his eyes, and slowly walking in the ICU.

The dim green light reflected on his dry face, and he seemed to have turned into a murderous ghost.

(End of this chapter)