All of my Instagram Friends are Gods

Chapter 26 Mysterious Ancient Painting

The RS head forcefully suppressed the shock in the heart and gulped.

"Sir..." But as soon as he spoke, he was immediately interrupted by Williamson.

"Quick check the patient, if there is no mistake should be fine, oh yes do not touch the golden needle."

After Williamson finished speaking, he propped up his own tired body and walked out of the hospital staggered.

The pain of his head seemed to be about to break, he could even clearly sense the existence of his own soul, and this soul seemed to blur as if it would be annihilated at any moment.

He needed to find a quiet place to ask the Iron God Crutches about what was really going on.

After getting into the car, Williamson opened his Instagram, and told the Iron God Crew about his current situation.

The Iron Crew God was shocked.

Iron God Crutches: The great god, frankly, that golden needle snatched a soul from a soul sucker in the underworld, that soul sucker was usually only in the early stages of a god, so to speak, that soul sucker was usually only in the early stages, so just a little stronger than an ordinary human, why would it be able to injure the soul of a great God?

Williamson was depressed for a while, 'I am indeed a normal human being, okay?'

Confused little god: Something is wrong when applying acupuncture, how to treat soul wounds?

Iron God Crutches: In my legacy there is a healing technique in the demon section chapter.

Williamson rolled his eyes, wasn't this his failure in learning?

Iron God Crutches: But soul grass is too rare, so it would be useless if there were only healing techniques, the best way would be to feed the soul with magic weapons.

"You have this magic weapon?"

 "No.

"Who has it?"

"Never heard of anyone who has."

It's no different than not telling me anything.

The headache became more and more severe, sweat droplets kept flowing and falling, the mouth roared and his consciousness began to blur.

Damn, is it gonna end like this?

He did not accept an end like this!

Just when Williamson was about to despair, suddenly a very weak white light floated out of the trunk of the car and wrapped around Williamson's entire body.

Williamson felt a stream of warm air into his mind, which treated the soul wound like a mother caressing a baby.

Although the pain was still severe, but it was already much better, his spirit and soul were slowly recovering.

“What happened?” Williamson was stunned for a moment, then noticed it and could not help but cheer in the heart.

"I told you it's definitely no ordinary thing!"

Jumping out of the car, Williamson opened the trunk, took out an ancient painting he won from a bet with George, and hugged tightly.

Whether you can save a life or not depends on you.

In the hospital.

The head of Calvin Hospital personally checked the condition of Giant again, he was surprised once he discovered that all the bleeding points on Giant's head had stopped perfectly, so it would not leave any symptoms.

"It's amazing, it's so magical, the records in the ancient books are real!"

The RS head was completely stunned.

On top of the hospital bed that Giant lay, a girl with a pretty face and a tall figure floated up like a ghost.

His two small fists clenched tightly and frowning brows revealed deep anger.

"Why can that be so, make me upset! I never thought I would fail the first mission, if I knew which bastard did it, I would never forgive him!"

At the same time, in the underworld.

Nereka king Chu Jiang (One of the ten kings of hell in Chinese mythology) was closing his eyes, listening to the two guardian angels of the afterlife in front who were reporting the results of their recent work.

"This month, there are 7192 new spirits, 17 lonely spirits left in the human world, 3 curious spirits, and the reincarnated ones ..."

“Mm?” The hell king Chu Jiang suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

The ox-headed guardian angel who was reporting the results of his work was shocked, and the words in his mouth came to a halt.

"The number 7365 reincarnation has basically kept the balance of the number of entry and exit of spirits from the underworld ..."

The ox-headed angel reported respectfully, but King Chu Jiang was not focused in listening to the next one anymore.

At this moment, his heart was thinking of something

"The golden roar of the spirit reverberant has appeared! What the hell is going on?"

Williamson was lying in the car hugging the ancient painting tightly, and fell asleep with a painful expression on his face.

When I woke up, the sky was dark.

Williamson rubbed his head that felt almost broken, even though it was still in severe pain, but it was much better than before.

After sitting down slowly and taking a deep breath, Williamson knew that his life was saved.

This was extremely frightening, he would not at will use the golden needle of the spirit reverberant again in the future.

While opening the painting, Williamson quietly recited: Heavenly Vision, activate it!

After looking for five or six full minutes, Williamson was no longer able to, but he still did not see any abnormalities in the painting.

"What a weird thing, why is there still nothing? As I recall the time of choosing the painting, I clearly saw the woman in this painting move."

Williamson shook his head, but this painting was undoubtedly a treasure, as he had just been saved by this painting.

"Cruck crutches..." Williamson's stomach was rumbling after sleeping in the car all day, he was already hungry.

After opening the door, Williamson got out of the car.

"Fuck, what the hell!"

Williamson was surprised, because as soon as he got out of the car, a smiling face suddenly appeared and was very close to him.

"Sir, I'm the First People's Hospital Chief, my name is Calvin."

It was only then that Williamson could clearly see that this smiling old man in front of him was the head of Calvin Hospital.

"Hello, RS chief, is my friend okay?" Williamson hurriedly asked, although very confident with the golden needles, but would feel more relieved if asked directly.

“It's no problem, about a few more days can already go home.” Calvin hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Is the golden needle that Master wears the Golden needle of the spirit reverberant recorded in the ancient books?"

Williamson was stunned for a moment, then looked at Calvin in surprise.

"You know the golden needle of the spirit wanderer?"

"Truly a golden needle of a spirit reverberant!” Calvin was surprised.

Previously, he could only guess when he saw the acupuncture points stuck in Giant's body, but once Williamson had confirmed it, he felt that his entire life seemed reversed.

After a long time, Calvin only gulped and said respectfully, "Sir, does that human really have a soul in the body?"

"Souls? It's supposed to exist." Williamson replied after thinking about it.

Williamson had even sensed the existence of his own soul, not to mention that there was a group of gods in his Instagram group.

Gods alone are real, the existence of souls in human bodies does not seem to be an unacceptable logic.

If someone else were to say this, Calvin would definitely rebuke and assume it was just a delusion.

He was an absolute atheist, who had spent most of his life in the medical world, and was used to seeing the life and death of people, whether they were nobles or beggars, and did not believe in spirits.

But today, the moment he saw the bald Giant come back to life, his confidence was immediately shaken.

"Alright, RS Chief, if there's no problem I say goodbye first, my stomach is already very hungry."

the head of the Hospital hesitated for a moment, then seemed to have made up his mind, and said solemnly, "Master, I want to be your disciple, please accept me."

Pfftts!

Williamson almost spouted saliva!

 What the fuck? Become student?

Why add one more person like this!

Williamson was depressed for a while, did his appearance look so much like that of a Master?