Later, while chatting with Bai Tian, I found out.
This old lady had the habit of abusing cats and dogs when she was young. Basically, the stray cats and dogs nearby could not escape from her hands.
After she got married, she finally got pregnant, but she always miscarried for no reason. The family prayed to God and prayed to Buddha to finally have such a daughter.
Unfortunately, when my daughter lived to be eighteen, a sudden illness took her away.
The old lady lost her husband in middle age, and her daughter was her only hope, so she began to learn magic and use her own lifespan to prolong the life of her daughter.
After realizing that I didn't have long to live, I set my sights on Bai Tian. If Bai Tian was away, I would be the unlucky guy.
I guess at that time, it was easy to trick me into saying that my son was not in good health.
I sighed, this is my own sin, I have to pay for it myself.
Hearing my sigh, Haizi, who was sitting next to me doing homework, looked up at me.
"What are you looking at? Do your homework and concentrate."
I was trying to get Haizi to concentrate when a group of people suddenly came in from the door, carrying Lao Wangtou from next door in their hands.
"Xiao Rui, come here quickly, your old Uncle Wang was hit by something."
I quickly put down the potion tamper in my hand and stepped forward. I found that Uncle Wang's face was pale and he had difficulty breathing.
I touched his ghost gate with my hand, and sure enough, the heartbeat at the ghost gate was beating very fast.
Not daring to delay, he quickly took a silver needle and pierced his ghost gate, and sealed the acupoint with the silver needle. Gradually, black blood began to ooze out from where the ghost gate was.
It wasn't until the blood was drained away and turned red that Uncle Wang's breathing gradually calmed down.
He squinted his eyes, glanced at us feebly, rolled his eyes, and fainted.
"It doesn't matter. He was so frightened that he fainted and took a nap. But he is probably seriously ill. I will give him some medicine. His recovery will depend on them later."
I turned around and started to prepare the medicine, and Haizi very wisely put down his pen to help me.
Aunt Wang wiped her sweat and thanked me profusely.
I couldn't help but asked curiously: "Did Uncle Wang rush into something?"
Aunt Wang seemed to recall something terrifying, and her body began to tremble slightly: "It's Mr. One Eye Five."
The action of wrapping the medicine in my hand was slightly startled, and I remembered what Mr. Ichimego was.
This is a generation of ghosts wandering in central Zhejiang. The four ghosts are all blind. Only one ghost can see with one eye, so they are always inseparable.
They make a living by sucking people's essence, and if you take a breath from them, you will often become seriously ill.
Perhaps because they can only see with one eye, and because they are afraid of revenge after the death of the person being sucked, there are two types of people they don't suck. The first type is a person who is very good, and the second type is a person who is very evil.
Aunt Wang had just returned home from playing mahjong when she saw several figures in her house. She was afraid they were thieves, so she picked up the hatchet at the door and tiptoed towards her house.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, he saw five people leaning against his husband, sucking his essence.
In panic, the hatchet in his hand fell to the ground and made a sound. Those people seemed to have noticed that someone was coming, and quickly retreated in an orderly manner.
It took a long time before Aunt Wang found her figure and quickly called for help.
At this point, Aunt Wang looked at me as if asking for help: "Rui Wazi, you don't know that my heart is not yet at ease. Your grandfather used to draw talisman. Do you have any leftovers from him? Sell me a few. , I’m willing to pay any amount of money!”
I suddenly felt dumbfounded: "Auntie, aren't you just talking about this?"
I asked Haizi to help me go to the room to get some talismans and handed them to her. Aunt Wang's eyes lit up when she saw them. After paying the consultation fee, she left with her husband with a lot of gratitude.
I sighed, and Haizi looked at me instantly.
He touched the child's head: "Mr. Ichigogo represents disaster again. Their appearance here means that there will be a relatively large disease disaster near this village. You have a rest tomorrow. Do you want to go to the mountains with your brother to pick some?" Medicinal materials?”
Haizi is at a lively and active age. No matter how well-behaved he is, he couldn't help but get excited when he heard about the opportunity to go up the mountain.
So, at four or five o'clock the next morning, I woke up Haizi from sleep, packed my equipment, and set off towards the mountain.
The herbs on the mountain are mostly gifts from nature and are not cultivated artificially, so they have a lot of spiritual energy. When they were pulled up from the grass, they were still full of dew and full of spiritual energy. I couldn't help but smell them. .
After it was almost done, I took Haizi and prepared to leave, but I heard bursts of crying.
"Did you hear that? It looked like someone was crying."
Haizi nodded, with a hint of timidity in his eyes.
There was no pain in my eyes, which meant that the thing crying was probably a human being.
"Don't be afraid. Someone may be injured and unable to go down the mountain. Let's go take a look, okay?"
Although he was scared, Haizi still responded.
Following the cry, we walked slowly over.
Behind a tree, I saw a child wearing a red bellyband and a pigtail on his head crying. He was crying quite sadly.
This child is fair all over. He must be young. His exposed hands and feet are still in the shape of lotus roots. He is very cute.
"Kid, are you okay?"
Hearing my voice, the child immediately stopped crying, turned his head and glanced at me, and wanted to run, but fell down again when he stood up.
Only then did I discover that there was a tooth mark on his foot. The mark was very deep and even bleeding.
I quickly stepped forward and said, "Don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. I'm the village doctor. You seem to be injured."
"Don't come here!"
The child's bun-like face was wrinkled and he looked at me with tears in his eyes.
I thought about it and took out a few candies from my pocket: "I am the doctor in the village, not a bad person. These are candies for you. You are injured and need to be bandaged. Where are your parents?"
Maybe my eyes were too sincere, or maybe the temptation of the candy was too strong. The child looked at me timidly. After a while, he took the candy from me, unwrapped it and stuffed it into his mouth.
Instantly, the child's eyes lit up.
Seeing that he had lowered his guard against me, I slowly moved to his side, took out some bandages and ointments from my bag, and started to bandage his wounds.
"Child, where are your parents? They don't care about you, right?"
The child shook his head: "They live in the woods. I sneaked out because of my misbehavior."
It turns out to be the child of the forest guard.
There are forest guards on every mountain. They are cutting down trees for the people in the village and to protect the ecological environment.
