Old Man Gu straightened up after receiving a trace of Yuan Qi input from Zhang Wenfeng. When he heard the young Guanzhu Zhang's instruction to "carry the person to the kitchen and dining room," he didn't have time to respond to the old lame man, so he hurriedly asked a few juniors to carry the person carefully. Just do it.
Knowing that Guanzhu Zhang was willing to save people, he wiped his tears and nose with his sleeves, forced a smile to the approaching old cripple, and said:
"It's Brother Fang (the old lame man's name is Zhang Yifang, as explained earlier). Hey, it's a long story. My eldest son has been filthy, and an expert has advised us to do the right thing to expel him. Let's see what Zhang Guanzhu says first. Let's Brothers, let’s talk later.”
"Brother Gu, don't be anxious. If a person eats five grains and six meters of rice, who wouldn't suffer from three diseases and two pains? There must be a way."
The old lame man gave a few words of comfort, but he didn't say that the viewer must have a way to save the person.
If you can't go to this house, you can go to that house. A living person can still die from urination.
He trotted towards the dining hall with a stick in his hand, and loudly ordered the second man standing in the kitchen to quickly push the tables and chairs in the dining hall to the side to make room, and put a few notes in the middle. Bench for stretcher.
The mud-brick thatched hut dining hall was originally built quite large and could be opened and moved around with more than ten people and stretchers.
Zhang Wenfeng ordered a fire tray to be brought and quickly lit a fire with firewood next to the stretcher. The second brother quickly ran to the kitchen. The old lame man asked the young men blocking the way to step aside. He lit a few candles and oil lamps to illuminate.
The fire started to rise and the fire crackled loudly.
Zhang Wenfeng stepped forward and gently opened the quilt, telling Gu Quan, who was still awake with half-open eyes but shivering from the cold, not to be nervous. He unbuttoned the cotton robe and middle coat, pulled off the chest and looked down.
Under the illumination of the candles held high in all directions, one could see a large black area from the back of Gu Quan's neck and shoulders to his chest.
The original ghost eyes and ghost symptoms were completely dissipated, and the blackness seemed to be squirming like a living thing.
The rest of the skin is pale, forming an extremely horrifying contrast.
Several young students who were watching from all sides were so frightened that they backed away. One of them screamed: "Ghost..."
He was slapped in the face by a burly man with a dark red face, blocking his next words.
Calling ghosts in front of ghosts can easily lead to ghosts taking over. He is saving people.
Old Man Gu had seen Gu Quan's miserable state, and he couldn't help but shed tears.
What kind of evil is this!
As Zhang Wenfeng's fingers approached, the rich black color faded to both sides, revealing the kind of bluish-purple skin that seemed to be left after a collision. He sighed silently, retracted his fingers, buttoned his robe, and wrapped the quilt tightly.
Gu Quan, who was holding on, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
Zhang Guanzhu turned around, frowned and asked, "Why did it take so long to send it to you at this time? Who did you ask to show it to him?"
As if he had a mirror in his mind, the ghost's ghost suddenly deteriorated. It was because the Gu family had gone to other homes to burn incense.
I was really at my wits end, so I thought of sending him here to try my luck at saving my life.
The patient's family members were most afraid that the doctor who was rescuing the patient would frown and say something so frightening that it would not pay for his life.
Old Man Gu's legs went weak and his vision went dark. He could no longer hold his balance and knelt down. This was different from the previous kneeling gesture. This time, he was frightened. He was completely discouraged and had no hope at all.
"Abba!"
The young man holding the candle couldn't support him and screamed.
The old lame man quickly grabbed old man Gu to steady him and shouted: "What the hell are you doing watching? Get a chair."
Several men hurriedly moved chairs over.
Zhang Wenfeng had never been a doctor. He didn't know that his words were so powerful that he almost scared the frightened old man Gu to death. He stepped forward, held his shoulders and said: "It can still be cured, but it's more troublesome. I only have four or five." Very sure."
He missed the point. This kind of thing of wiping someone else's butt was very troublesome and he didn't want to get involved.
When Old Man Gu heard this, he came to life again and stood up straight.
He grabbed the sleeve of Guanzhu Zhang in front of him with his backhand, like grasping a life-saving straw, and begged:
"It's all because the old man was confused and failed to send the person to the mountain on the night of the third grade of junior high school. Please show mercy and help me to save my poor son. The old man is blinded by lard, thinking that you are too young. , had a small reputation, so he went to Jia Laodao with his mistress sacrifice, thinking that Jia Laodao was your senior brother and had profound spiritual knowledge, alas..."
Zhang Wenfeng didn't listen to these reasons. In his previous life, he had heard too many examples of people who failed to save people, but instead became very upset.
At this point, Gu Quan is only hanging in one breath, and his energy is constantly being lost. He probably won't be able to survive the five-hour shift in the morning. He is not 100% sure that he can do the ritual to drive away ghosts, and the risk of saving people is too high.
Look at this old man's style, he has a lot to do with it, and he has to consider the reputation of the Taoist temple.
Otherwise, the person will not be saved on the mountain. How can such a person do anything?
So what if he is a monk and a law enforcement guard of the Daolu branch? The old man was looking for life in the mountains, or he could not live at all. He had no choice. When the time came, he would lose his reputation and feel unhappy. Would he be unjust?
"You can ask me to take action, but I am only 40 to 50 sure. Let me make it clear to you in advance that it is God's will that I can be rescued. If I can't be rescued, don't blame me. You must set up a signature, or you can go down the mountain and hire someone else. Maybe There’s enough time.”
He puts ugly and harsh words up front.
He didn't want to take action if he could, and there was no room for mediation.
The old lame man supported the helpless old man Gu who was in tears and had runny nose. He patted his shoulders to comfort silently and said to Zhang Wenfeng: "Brother Feng, are you really 40 to 50 percent sure of saving people?"
He also looked at the horrific dirt on the patient just now and knew that this person was almost hopeless.
It's so pitiful. He wants to help his old friend fight for these few opportunities. What if the tragedy of the white-haired man giving away the black-haired man can be avoided?
He also knew Brother Feng's scruples and didn't want to get into unnecessary trouble.
When Zhang Wenfeng heard this, he knew that the relationship between the old lame man and Old Man Gu was very unusual. He was quite helpless, my old uncle, why did you, the old Jianghu, have a hand in this? What a mess.
In Taoism, there are three things not to save: those who do not believe, those who are dishonest, and those who are treacherous and evil.
Old Man Gu has almost two of them, what can he do to save them?
Seeing that the spectator was silent, the old lame man knew what he was doing and said to Zhang Wenfeng: "Brother Feng, let me discuss with Brother Gu for a few words. I have pity for the hearts of parents in the world. Brother Gu is not an unreasonable person. Brother Feng, please bear with me." .”
"Okay, I'll go outside to get some fresh air while you guys chat."
Zhang Wenfeng walked straight out of the dining hall with a calm expression, followed closely by his second senior brother.
The two walked for a while, and the second senior brother reminded him in a low voice: "Senior Brother Jia's Taoism is so profound that he can't even save people..."
He has an upright personality but is not stupid. He understands the ways of the world, but most of the time he doesn't bother to pay attention to them.
Shaking his head, Zhang Wenfeng whispered: "They wasted their time."
The sky had turned completely dark, and a crescent moon, plumper than the previous days, appeared in the southerly sky.
This meeting was originally supposed to be a late class, but something happened again today that delayed it.
After walking in silence for a while, the second senior brother was a little worried about senior brother Jade Anja and said: "Set some time tomorrow, I will go to senior brother Jia's house to sit there. I can't exorcise the ghosts. It's very damaging to his vitality. He is also old."
It is very possible that the Gu family caused a scene.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded and added: "Bring a bunch of fresh meat to the town, don't go empty-handed."
There are several brothers among them. The eldest brother Jia De'an is good at practicing magic, finding Feng Shui, knows medical skills, can draw talismans, can play chess, and paint landscapes. He is versatile and has learned a lot. He lives in another small town fourteen or five miles away from here. nearby.
The first family he found when he returned to the Yang world was the old Taoist priest who blocked him from doing anything, which was his elder brother Jia De'an. He had two magic weapons given by the master in his hands. After Zhang Wenfeng returned to the Yang state, he searched through his memory and found out that he actually had a relationship with the big brother under such circumstances. The senior brother had an encounter with me, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
The second senior brother, Zhang Wenxing, is good at divination, talisman painting, Feng Shui, and medicine.
Fourth senior sister Yue Anyan is good at medicine, drawing talismans and playing the piano.
The third senior brother, Shang Zheng, is good at rituals, drawing talismans, Feng Shui, and medicine. He is more than thirty miles away from his senior brother, so there won't be too many conflicts in religious matters and business. However, the relationship between the two is not harmonious. We've been in contact for several years.
As a closed disciple, Zhang Wenfeng came from behind and had the highest level of cultivation. He knew talismans, medicine, painting, and rituals.
However, no one can learn all the master's skills, which makes the master regretful.
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