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60: Talismans to save people
“Kid, I warn you not to mess around!”
The black-clad bodyguard’s voice boomed like a bell, his palm-fan-like hand, carrying a gust of wind, directly grabbed Han Li’s shoulder.
This grab was powerful and heavy, enough to crush a normal person’s collarbone.
Zhao Lingxuan’s eyes were red, her face full of anger.
In her opinion, this young man, who appeared out of nowhere, was just a Jianghu swindler trying to take advantage of the situation!
However, that hand, capable of splitting stone tablets, upon touching Han Li’s shoulder, was like grabbing a mountain ten thousand Ren high.
It remained completely still.
The bodyguard’s expression instantly changed.
He used all his strength, veins bulging on his forehead, but Han Li’s body was as if rooted, not even swaying.
“Scram.”
Han Li didn’t even turn to look at him, merely spitting out one word impatiently.
He lightly shook his shoulder.
An invisible, immense force instantly erupted!
“Bang!”
The burly bodyguard, weighing over two hundred jin, was actually sent flying backward by this force, stumbling back seven or eight steps, falling onto the ground with a thud, his face filled with disbelief.
The clamor of the entire restaurant strangely ceased at this moment.
Everyone was stunned by this abnormal scene.
“Everyone make way! I am the director of the Cardiovascular and Cerebrovascular Department of the City Center Hospital! Let me take a look!”
A middle-aged man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses pushed through the crowd and rushed over.
He squatted down, quickly checked the elder’s pupils and pulse, and said to Zhao Lingxuan with a solemn expression.
“Young Miss, the patient is suffering from a sudden acute cerebral infarction! The situation is very dangerous and requires immediate emergency treatment!”
Zhao Lingxuan clutched at him like a drowning man grasping a straw, nodding repeatedly.
“Doctor! Please, save my grandfather!”
“Save your ass!”
Han Li rudely interrupted the doctor, his tone full of disdain.
“If he has a cerebral infarction, I’ll swallow this table whole!”
The doctor suddenly looked up, glaring at Han Li: “Who are you? What nonsense are you spouting here! The patient’s condition cannot be delayed, you are committing murder!”
“I’m committing murder?”
Han Li sneered, pointing at the puddle of black blood on the table that had begun to congeal.
“As a doctor, can’t you even distinguish between red and black blood cells? Look closely, that blood is black! He’s suffering from Evil Qi attacking his heart, his internal organs are almost completely destroyed, and you want to save him with methods for cerebral infarction? Are you trying to make him die faster?”
The surrounding diners immediately started discussing amongst themselves.
“What is this young man talking about? Evil Qi? Has he gone mad?”
“Exactly, at a time like this, he’s still spouting feudal superstitions. Hurry up and let the doctor save him!”
“I think he’s just a swindler, gone mad with the desire to cheat people out of money!”
Zhao Lingxuan’s reason was completely overwhelmed by anger, and she shrieked, pointing at Han Li.
“You shut up! You charlatan! Swindler! Security! Get him out of here!”
Several restaurant security guards heard the commotion and immediately surrounded him.
The doctor also stood up, sternly reprimanding Han Li: “Young man, please leave immediately and do not obstruct our emergency treatment!”
“Save? What are you going to save him with?”
Han Li completely lost his patience.
Explaining things to this group of Mortals was even more tiring than reasoning with a Yao Beast.
He pulled out another Talisman from his pocket; this Talisman was earthy yellow, and the runes on it were even more ancient and substantial.
【Mountain Talisman】!
“If reasoning doesn’t work, then don’t reason.”
Han Li muttered expressionlessly.
“All of you, kneel down and just watch.”
The moment his voice fell, a trace of spiritual power emerged from his fingertips, and the Talisman spontaneously ignited without fire!
An indescribable terrifying pressure, like the collapse of the heavens, instantly enveloped the entire area!
“Thud!”
The first to be affected were the doctor and several security guards who were about to step forward.
They felt as if they were carrying two great mountains on their shoulders, their legs went soft, and they uncontrollably knelt to the ground, their kneecaps colliding with the expensive marble floor, producing a dull thud.
“Ah!”
Zhao Lingxuan also let out a cry of surprise; she tried to resist, but that power was simply something a Mortal could not withstand, and she also knelt to the ground in a disheveled state.
The black-clad bodyguard, who had been sent flying earlier, had just gotten up when he once again knelt down with a “thud.” This time, there was no longer any anger on his face, only endless fear.
Throughout the entire restaurant, everyone near this table knelt to the ground, their faces pale, cold sweat streaming down, and even breathing became incredibly difficult.
The world fell silent.
Han Li ignored the kneeling Mortals around him and walked directly to the elder, squatting down.
He slapped the drawn 【Evil-Dispelling Talisman】 onto the elder’s forehead with a “pa” sound.
“Sizzle—”
The moment the Talisman paper touched his skin, a thick black smoke emerged, accompanied by a pungent burnt smell.
The elder’s eyes were tightly shut, his body convulsing violently, the ashen Death Qi on his face intertwining with the black smoke, as if engaged in a silent struggle.
Han Li’s expression was focused, and with one hand forming a seal, he softly commanded:
“Command!”
The Talisman paper on his forehead suddenly burst into a golden light!
The Yin Evil Qi that had been entrenched in the elder’s body, as if encountering its nemesis, emitted silent shrieks, and was forcefully expelled from the elder’s seven orifices by the golden light!
The black smoke dissipated.
The Talisman paper turned to ashes.
The elder’s violent convulsions stopped, his chest heaved sharply, and then he exhaled a long, comfortable breath of turbid Qi.
His ashen face rapidly regained its color at a visible speed.
Han Li withdrew his hand and snapped his fingers.
The terrifying pressure that had been weighing down on everyone instantly vanished.
“Cough… cough cough…”
On the ground, the elder Zhao Yuanshan coughed violently a few times and slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze was first bewildered, then immediately became clear and sharp.
He felt his body; the chilling sensation that had lingered within him for a long time, causing him sleepless nights and making him feel as if he were in an ice cave, had completely disappeared.
In its place was an unprecedented sense of ease and warmth.
He saw his granddaughter and bodyguard kneeling in disarray, saw the mixed expressions of terror and awe on the faces of the people around him, and finally, he saw Han Li squatting in front of him, looking calm.
Everything became clear.
“Grandfather!”
Zhao Lingxuan scrambled up from the ground, rushed to Zhao Yuanshan’s side, and wept tears of joy.
“You’re alright! That’s great! You scared me to death!”
Zhao Yuanshan patted his granddaughter’s hand, then, supported by his bodyguard, shakily stood up.
He ignored everyone else, straightened his disheveled Tang suit, and bowed deeply and solemnly to Han Li.
“Thank you, Master, for saving my life!”
This bow came from the bottom of his heart.
Zhao Lingxuan also finally reacted; she looked at Han Li, recalled her previous rudeness and curses, and her pretty face instantly flushed crimson, embarrassed beyond words.
Without hesitation, she knelt on both knees before Han Li.
“Great Master! I’m sorry! I… I failed to recognize a truly great person. I offended you just now, please forgive me!”
Han Li glanced at her and said indifferently:
“Get up, ignorance is bliss.”
What he was thinking, however, was that saving a life should earn him a good amount of contribution points, right? The Dean’s task was finally completed.
Zhao Yuanshan straightened up and bowed deeply to Han Li again, his tone incredibly sincere.
“Master’s demeanor, Zhao admires it! Today’s great kindness, I dare not merely say thank you! In the future, should Master have any need, my Zhao family, from top to bottom, will brave any danger without hesitation!”
“It’s a small matter.”
Han Li waved his hand, stood up, and prepared to leave.
“Next time, don’t casually carry such ominous things around. You won’t always be this lucky to run into someone like me passing by.”
He pointed to the iron sword that had fallen on the ground.
Zhao Yuanshan looked at the sword, a look of lingering fear on his face.
“Great Master… Master!”
Zhao Lingxuan saw Han Li about to leave, quickly got up from the ground, mustered all her courage, and blocked his path, a hint of pleading on her face.
“I… I’m Zhao Lingxuan, I… can I ask for your contact information? Our Zhao family must thank you in person!”
Han Li stopped, sizing her up.
A grand thank you?
Could it be converted into contribution points?
He thought for a moment, then grinned, revealing his two characteristic small canine teeth.
“Alright, I’m very busy.”
With that, under the dumbfounded gazes of the Zhao family grandfather and granddaughter, and all the diners in the restaurant, he waved his hand elegantly, turned, and walked out of the Peace Hotel.