"Having a miscarriage means losing your soul, and if you collide with other souls, the one with the stronger soul will squeeze the weaker one away, and the soul that is squeezed out has nowhere to go, and there is a high probability that it will fall into the hands of the stronger soul. In the original body. Carrying a pig fetus means that your son’s soul is now in the pig, and the pig’s soul has been squeezed in. "
Feng Rongliang explained.
What? !
My son turned into a pig?
Feng Dongyu's eyes darkened when he heard this.
His parents and wife were also panicked.
"Then what should I do? Mr. Rongliang, please help me!"
"Yes, Uncle Rongliang, can you help me think of a solution?"
"I'll definitely help."
Feng Rongliang nodded and shook his head and sighed: "Fortunately, it was a pig fetus. If it were a human fetus, it would be troublesome."
If it is a human fetus, it may not be as simple as an accident.
In the past, some people used the abortion method to steal other people's bodies in order to keep someone alive or for some selfish purpose.
For example, an ugly peasant woman was jealous that her neighbor's lady was younger and prettier than she was, so she learned the method of abortion from others and took over the girl's body, and the lady became an ugly peasant woman. The former lady of the family was helpless and despairing, so she could only accept her new identity, and she died of depression not long after.
This technique is vicious.
Feng Rongliang said: "Go and ask Lingfang if her sow is about to give birth."
Feng Dongyu was surprised, what does this have to do with Aunt Lingfang?
However, his father Feng Dafu did not dare to neglect him. Upon hearing this, he quickly went to find Wang Lingfang.
Very few people in their village now raise pigs. There used to be a few households, but as a result of the swine fever last year, they either died or lost money. Now they basically raise chickens and ducks.
Originally, individual farmers could not make much money raising pigs. It would be okay if they were not provided with food by the boss. But if they finally raised pigs and were not sold, they would really cry to death.
In the village, only aunt Wang Lingfang's family still raises pigs, not many, and they raise sows, which specialize in giving birth to piglets for sale.
…
Feng Dafu rushed to Wang Lingfang's house.
Before entering the door, he shouted: "Lingfang Lingfang, is there a pig at your house that is about to give birth?"
Wang Lingfang came out of the house and said in surprise: "A pig is about to give birth. It's probably just in the next two days. What's wrong?"
"Something serious has happened. You come with me first. I'll tell you on the way."
Feng Dafu pulled Wang Lingfang and turned around to leave.
"Hey, hey, let go, I can just walk by myself."
Wang Lingfang was curious why he was so anxious.
I was shocked when I heard him say on the way that his little grandson had a fetus with his pig.
It's not that I don't believe it, because it was Feng Rongliang who said this, and the elderly villagers all knew that Feng Rongliang was a man of real ability.
Wang Lingfang also asked Feng Rongliang for help.
Came to Feng Dongyu’s house.
There were quite a lot of people. In addition to his family members, people from the neighbors who heard about it all came to watch.
Feng Rongliang said to Wang Lingfang: "If we want to save Dongyu's son, we have to sacrifice the pig in your family that is pregnant with cubs. I have to tell you about this in advance."
"Aunt Lingfang, how much does your pig cost? I paid for it!"
Feng Dongyu looked pleading.
Wang Lingfang waved her hand quickly: "Hey, it's okay, it's okay. I listen to Uncle Rongliang."
Although Feng Rongliang usually doesn't deal with outsiders, he will help everyone who comes to him when they encounter problems that cannot be solved. Even those who had conflicts with his family in the early years are still willing to take action.
People like this are very prestigious in the countryside.
Seeing that she agreed, Feng Rongliang nodded slightly and said to Feng Dongyu: "Bring an egg."
After bringing the egg, he asked Feng Dongyu for Feng Zijun's horoscope, and took a pen to write the horoscope on the egg.
He took out a piece of red cloth from his pocket, wrapped it in the egg, swung it a few times, moved his lips slightly, paused, and handed it to Feng Dongyu: "Go to Bogong Temple, peel the egg, throw the eggshell into the paper money, and put the egg in the dust." Roll a circle in the ashes of the incense burner, then wrap it in red cloth and bring it back. If someone calls you on the way, don't talk to him. If you do, your son will not be able to come back."
Feng Dongyu nervously took the eggs wrapped in red cloth and was surprised to find that the raw eggs he had just given to Feng Rongliang were piping hot at the moment, as if they had just been taken out of the pot.
God!
He kept in mind what Feng Rongliang said, nodded heavily, and hurried to Bo Gong Temple.
Bo Gong Temple is at the entrance of the village, some distance away.
Feng Dongyu walked quickly and arrived quickly. First, he cracked the egg shells and carefully peeled them open. Sure enough, they were already ripe. He threw all the egg shells into the pile of paper money and ashes. Then he put the eggs into the incense burner and rolled them around. After being stained with ashes, he wrapped them in red cloth.
After doing all this, don’t dare to neglect and go back quickly.
On the way back, he met someone to talk to him. It was a villager who he usually had a good relationship with, and asked him if he wanted to have a drink with him tomorrow.
Feng Dongyu didn't dare to speak, so he waved his hands quickly.
As a result, the man refused to give up and blocked him in every possible way, insisting that he give an explanation. He could only run away and let the other party shout from behind.
No amount of wine is as important as my son’s life!
…
"came back!"
Everyone in the room saw Feng Dongyu appearing and quickly made way.
Feng Dongyu gasped and handed the red cloth wrapped in eggs to Feng Rongliang.
Feng Rongliang asked for a bowl of water and put the eggs in. A red cloth covered the mouth of the bowl. His lips moved slightly and he couldn't hear what he was saying. After reciting, he uncovered the red cloth and handed the bowl to Feng Dongyu.
"Just let him drink the eggs and water."
Feng Dongyu nodded hurriedly, found a spoon, divided the egg in half and fed it to his son.
Fortunately, Feng Zijun didn't resist and swallowed both the eggs and water.
It can be seen that pigs also have the advantages of pigs. They will eat anything given. If an ordinary child is allowed to drink this bowl of fragrant ash water, he will probably refuse it if he rolls around.
Not long after drinking it, Feng Zijun's dull eyes gradually became more lively.
He looked up at the people surrounding him in the room and said hesitantly: "Mom? What's wrong?"
Chen Shuzhen hugged him and cried loudly. While crying, she spanked him hard: "You still have the nerve to ask what's wrong? I let you run wild... I let you run wild..."
The beating made the naughty child cry like a ghost and howl like a wolf.
"Okay, okay, stop fighting, stop fighting."
Grandma stopped her quickly, feeling very distressed.
Feng Dafu was very angry: "It should be beaten, it must be beaten! It's all because you indulge him too much, and you don't learn from the good ones and only learn from the bad ones!"
The villagers who came to watch witnessed everything and were amazed.
This method is so powerful, even if the soul runs into a pig, it can be pulled back. He is worthy of Uncle Rong Liang!
"Thank you, Mr. Rongliang! Thank you, Mr. Rongliang!"
Feng Dongyu was so excited that he knelt down and kowtowed. If the other party hadn't taken action, his son would be dead.
Feng Rongliang quickly helped him up.
"I understand your rules."
After Feng Dongyu got up, he helped the old man respectfully.
No money or gifts were accepted. When leaving, I only asked to take away nine sticks of incense and a bowl of rice.
Although I don’t know why this is the case, a bowl of rice and a few sticks of incense really don’t count as gifts.
He helped the old man go out. Suddenly he remembered something and turned around and said, "Aunt Lingfang, please wait a moment. I'll take Mr. Rongliang back first, and I'll talk to you when I get back."
Wang Lingfang waved her hands quickly: "It's okay, it's okay. You can get Uncle Rong Liang home safely first."
"I know."
Feng Dongyu found nine sticks of incense, filled a bowl of rice, and put them in two red plastic bags. There was no rush when we went back, and we drove the motorcycle as steadily as possible to avoid bumping and making the old man uncomfortable.
He sent Feng Rongliang home, carefully helped him into the house, and asked if there was anything he needed help with. He didn't leave respectfully until the old man smiled and waved him back.
Close the door.
Feng Rongliang found a bowl, poured out the rice he had just brought back, took out three incense sticks from the brought back, inserted them on the rice, and finally asked for a tablet of the god.
The leader of the realm granted him the golden branch to protect the mountain and bless the people.
Light the incense, and the slowly rising smoke gradually fills the cabin.
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the other side.
After Feng Dongyu returned home, he discussed the price of pigs with Aunt Lingfang.
After all, he exchanged the pig's life for his son's life. Compared with his son, the money of a pig is nothing. He even insisted on giving more after seeing that the other party did not take advantage of him.
After sending away the villagers who were watching the fun, the two parents-in-law wanted to beat their son behind closed doors, but they were afraid that he might have some health problems just after he recovered, so they let him escape the disaster for the time being and beat him again in two days!
But other naughty kids in the village don't have this treatment.
The news about Feng Dongyu's family has spread. Those little guys who often climbed trees with Feng Zijun to pick fruits, dig out bird's nests, and go down the river to fish and catch shrimps were spanked until their bottoms blossomed.
Others also warned their children that if they don't want to become pigs like Feng Zijun, they'd better stay at home and do their homework for the rest of this summer vacation and are not allowed to go out in the wild.
Presumably after this incident, the village will probably be peaceful for a while.
the next day,
People were surprised to learn that Wang Lingfang's sow had given birth, but one of the piglets was stillborn.
Probably the little pig that had a crush on Feng Zijun.
Everyone said that luckily it was a pig fetus that left.
After this incident, it spread not only in Heitantou Village, but also in several surrounding villages, towns, and even the county. People talked about it with great enthusiasm, and there was something new to talk about after dinner.
Chen Jingle was equally surprised when he heard this.
He was not surprised that there were various techniques passed down among the people. What surprised him was that the other party's handling method was so light and it was considered a very powerful and excellent method.
If it were him, he would most likely call the child's soul back directly through soul-calling, and then put the pig's soul back.
Of course, this is based on absolute strength.
Whether it is the magical power of absorbing souls or holding the seal of the city emperor, his understanding of life and death is beyond ordinary people. Separating souls is something that is unimaginable in the eyes of ordinary people, but in his eyes, it is just a matter of moving his fingers.
look at the map.
At present, Xin'an, Luqiao, Liangguan, Yangmei, Guanqiao, and Hongdong towns have all been captured, and about one-third of the stone dragons have fallen into his hands.
This is still slowing down.
After all, he is not as familiar with Gaoliang's folk culture as Chuchuan. If he sees someone who is interested, he can't help but pay more attention to it.
As time came and went, time was wasted.
It is precisely because of this that I find this game even more interesting.
In the real world, even if you ask people from village to village, you may not be able to know this information. Because many inheritances have been broken over time.
but--
Compared with Chen Jingle, some people are not so relaxed.
