Liu Ruxiang explained: "The one that bit the Qiangzi brothers was another snake that looks very similar to the bungara, called the white krait."
"The white krait has a sleek body and a thin tail, while the bungara has protruding back bones, sharp edges, and a thick and short tail. Of course, the biggest difference lies in the toxicity of the two. One drop of venom from the bungara can bring down ten cows, while The white-ringed snake is a non-venomous snake and will only hurt for two days at most. Besides, the white part on the chicken feces can also be used as medicine, which can relieve heat and detoxify, haha, do you understand?"
Liu Ruxiang said, and I suddenly looked at her with admiration.
This cook is really merciless when it comes to treating people, a bit cruel.
At this moment, someone suddenly came over and called us at an intersection not far away.
It was Aunt Zhang. She walked up to me in a blink of an eye and said, "Wenshan, you kid hasn't left yet. You can come and eat the potato porridge and sugar buns I cooked tonight."
Aunt Zhang saw Liu Ruxiang behind me again: "This is..."
"This is my master."
"Okay, you all come over and eat. I make a lot of steamed buns."
I looked at Liu Ruxiang.
"Master, it's getting dark. Let's go home after eating..."
Liu Ruxiang thought for a while and agreed. We took the canned braised pork and the little foreigner from the car, and we went to Aunt Zhang’s house together.
The sugar buns baked by Aunt Zhang are indeed delicious. They also have sesame seeds in them, which are fragrant and sweet. They go well with potato porridge.
While eating and chatting, Aunt Zhang talked about the money I left her in the morning. She said she didn’t need much money by herself, and it was enough to live on two acres of land. She asked me to take it back and save it for future use. Go to college and get a wife.
I felt moved in my heart, and while I was chatting with Aunt Zhang, suddenly, I could faintly hear shouts outside.
"Da Fang! Da Fang!"
"Where are you?"
The calls came one after another, and I immediately felt something was wrong.
Liu Ruxiang got up and went out first, I followed closely with the sugar buns, and Aunt Zhang followed with a bowl.
What's going on outside?
A man kept shining a flashlight and calling people.
"Have you seen Da Fang? Why haven't you seen anyone for a long time? It's already dinner at night."
Dafang, surnamed Wei, is a woman who married from the next village. She is over forty this year. She has a strong look and is a good hand at farm work. I saw people when I was digging the persimmon pond this afternoon. Why can't I find them now?
Other villagers in the village rushed over. No one could tell where Da Fang had gone.
But the best place for everyone to see Da Fang is at Persimmon Pond. No one will see her later.
"Go and have a look at Persimmon Pond. I heard her say in the afternoon that she wanted to go into the water to catch fish."
"Oh, people are already dead, so where can we eat fish?"
The two slightly impressed aunties started discussing.
Dafang's husband heard this and walked over quickly.
Liu Ruxiang frowned and we went back to eat.
But before I finished eating the steamed buns in my hand, there was a loud noise outside.
We ran out to eat melon again and saw Dafang’s husband crying with tears streaming down his face. He was holding a black sandal in his hand: “I picked it up in the water. My mother-in-law is wearing these shoes today. How come she suddenly fell asleep?” I can’t find it!”
"I looked for it...I couldn't find anyone in the water...Why is it missing..."
Dafang's husband cried, his voice full of helplessness and fear.
At the same time, others raised questions, probably out of good intentions to comfort them.
"That's not necessarily true. If a person fell into the water, he would definitely float up. How could he not be found?"
"Yeah, yeah, don't worry about it, we'll go look for it together after dinner right away."
The flashlight illuminated the road brightly, and my memory couldn't help but be pulled back to the day my grandma died a few months ago. There were also many people looking for her with flashlights.
There was an ominous premonition in my heart.
But at this moment, an idea flashed through my mind.
"Master, can you use the magic of stepping on shoes to find people?" I leaned next to Liu Ruxiang and asked in a low voice.
Liu Ruxiang thought for a moment and nodded.
"That's all, I'll take action just to save your face. Go tell them."
I still remember the last time Liu Ruxiang performed magic. One foot was on the shoe and the other on the yellow paper to test the direction. It was very effective.
I came to Dafang's husband: "Uncle Zhuang, everyone knows that my master is a master from the Liu family in Yumen. He knows some magic and may be able to help you find Aunt Dafang."
"Okay, okay! What spell and how much do you want it for?"
"No money is needed. They are all villagers. I'll ask my master to help me. It won't take long."
After I explained here, the people in the village next to me looked at me differently, as if they no longer looked at me like I had done before.
No matter where in the countryside we are, folk legal practitioners like us are very respected, especially those who are involved in the business of birth, death, funeral and marriage, we are even more popular.
I believe many people know that in the countryside, if a person dies, how is he buried? When will you be buried? You have to ask Mr. Geography to look at it. If you don’t have it, you can’t bury it at home.
"This kid Wenshan is really good. He knows how to repay the village at such a young age." The villagers praised him.
I laughed and picked up the sandals from Da Fang’s husband.
"The spell my master uses is called searching for people by stepping on shoes. As long as these are the shoes worn by Aunt Dafang, it can be used."
Uncle Zhuang couldn't stop nodding, but at the same time he stood up and asked me: "Okay, okay, I will go home and get two more pairs of shoes. These sandals have just been bought not long ago and have only been worn for two days."
Before he walked out, Liu Ruxiang stopped him, took the sandals from my hand, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, as long as no second person passes through. You go to the Persimmon Pond and wait for me. Since I suspect it may have fallen into that pond, I will go there immediately to perform the ritual."
With that said, Liu Ruxiang took me home.
First, go to the car to get the things needed for the ritual, including incense, red rope, and yellow mounting paper.
But when I got home, I was stunned.
The yard, which was clean just now, was splashed with excrement water scooped from the toilet at some point, and it smelled extremely bad.
"Damn it, who did this?"
I was furious and turned to look at Liu Ruxiang. She also had a sullen look on her face.
Liu Ruxiang took out her keys and walked to the car, and slapped the front hood angrily.
Only then did I realize that all four tires of the car were flat.
When I squatted down and shined a flashlight on it, I could still see a crack on it that looked like it had been stabbed with a knife.
"Damn it, I estimate that this was definitely done by the strongman brother."
Maybe Liu Ruxiang was also angry and took me directly to the house of Da Qiangzi in front.
