Before Yue Guanchao could understand what his second uncle said, he heard Granny Ma shouting from inside the room:
"Child, don't delay, come in quickly."
Yue Guanchao couldn't care less about other things and hurriedly walked into Granny Ma's house. However, the hall was dark and the lights were dim. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a white shadow jumping from nowhere to Yue Er. The fall on the cannon caused his legs to bend, and he quickly applied extra force to hold the second cannon firmly.
He looked back and found that the white shadow was a white hedgehog the size of a kitten. He sniffed the Second Artilleryman a few times, then squeaked twice at Granny Ma, and then jumped back to where he came from - a white hedgehog with white cloth. Zhu's shrine contains a statue of a kind-faced white old lady.
The white candle on the shrine flickered a few times, and the white hedgehog ducked into the shadow behind the shrine and disappeared into the shadow.
At this time, Granny Ma glanced at the place where the white hedgehog disappeared, nodded, and signaled Yue Guanchao to neatly tie Yue Erpao to the bamboo bed.
"After all, it's a living life. To be tortured like this is a sin."
Granny Ma lowered her head and touched a handful of Yue Er Pao Yintang. There was a bit of unbearability and dissatisfaction in her eyes, and she sighed.
After finishing speaking, Granny Ma took out the medicine box, took out a bundle of unidentified herbal velvet leaves, and lit it. A strong, fragrant, choking white smoke came out, and she placed it in the underground brazier. The smoke gradually gathered. Yue Erpao, Yue Erpao looked a little calmer after smelling the fragrance. He lay down and stopped moving, but he was still chattering.
When Granny Ma saw that he was no longer struggling, she ordered Yue Guanchao to take off Yue Erpao's shirt. She dug out a small bundle of dark gray incense with a strange fragrance, took out one and lit it in the brazier on the ground, and blew it a little. Blow, and then quickly apply moxibustion on several acupuncture points of Yue Erpao, six times on each acupoint.
Yue Guanchao looked carefully and found that the tiny scars on each acupuncture point were gathered together to look like a five-petal plum blossom.
It's strange to say that Yue Erpao, who had been talking nonsense, didn't complain about pain. Just after Granny Ma finished the last moxibustion, he stopped talking nonsense, his chest heaved and he coughed violently, and his throat rolled as if there were insects. He immediately rolled to the edge of the bed and vomited for a while. All the vomited out was black mucus, with some gray and black animal hairs vaguely visible in it.
Granny Ma waited for Yue Erpao to finish vomiting, then she helped him lie down, took out a bottle of medicinal wine and began to carefully wipe the scars she left behind.
Yue Erpao stopped talking nonsense and fell into a deep sleep. His breathing was steady. His face was no longer as golden as paper, but more rosy.
At this moment, the shrine creaked, and the white hedgehog emerged from nowhere and jumped on Yue Erpao, spitting out a green herbal pill in Granny Ma's hand.
Granny Ma pinched a little pill and tasted it. She nodded slightly, dissolved the pill in half a bowl of water, and fed it to Yue Erpao.
Seeing that his cousin was still awake, Yue Guanchao asked with concern: "Grandma Ma, can my brother still survive?"
Granny Ma exhaled and her face became solemn: "I used scar medicine and moxibustion to suppress the dirt on his body for the time being. According to the symptoms, this child probably caused some dirt. It seems to be Hui Jia Tang Oral."
After saying that, Granny Ma winked at Yue Qingshan. Yue Qingshan's face immediately darkened, and he smoked his pipe. After a long time, he sighed: "Then he didn't run away, it must be Yintuo Village."
Yue Guanchao opened his eyes wide, his face full of confusion: "Second uncle, how did you know it was Yintuo Village?"
Yue Qingshan wiped out the cigarette ashes and sighed as he recalled the past: "When I was young, the world was in chaos. Bandits were very rampant at that time. I also had some grudges with them. Only their Gray Immortal Temple would blatantly harm people like this." People, no matter how evil the ordinary gray fairy is, they must abide by the old rules and will not easily fight with others."
Yue Guanchao obviously couldn't believe it and continued to dig deeper: "Grand grudges? Second uncle, you are always kind and kind. You would rather suffer the consequences of being dumb than try to do good things. How dare you offend these hell kings?"
Yue Qingshan curled his lips and quickly shook his head to explain:
"Everyone has a time when they were young. At that time, there was a banditry in Northeast China. I was young and full of energy. I joined the rural brave group with my fists and kicks. The group of bandits who fought against the guns were none other than the gangsters of Yintuo Village. , I guess it was at this time that the relationship was formed. If there is any old immortal who risks harming my merits to harm me, it must have something to do with Yintuo Village!"
Yue Guanchao understood that the banner of Yintuo Village was already famous in the world during the previous dynasty!
The den of gangsters hides filth and evil, and has entangled many criminals in the past twenty years. These criminals are either trying to avoid being caught by the government, or trying to avoid being chased by their enemies, or they are simply extremely vicious people who recognize money but not people. They Taking advantage of the chaos outside the customs, they recruited troops to gather forces, occupied hills and grabbed territory, and called each other brothers.
They looted homes, ransacked villages and towns, incited people to cause chaos, and fought against the government... They would squeeze out a few ounces of oil from the chaff. They often smashed brothels (robbed wealthy landlords), and the government arrested them several times with real swords and guns. , failed to capture Yintuo Village.
