Wu Qi vaguely heard the two people next door whispering timidly: "Go away! It seems really weird here... Look at the broken cabinets in this room, they are made like coffins... Let them take Wu Qi to the clinic as soon as possible..."

The word "fear" has always been in Wu Qi's mind. This time, he finally felt that helplessness and coldness.

Later, Daping said to Wu Qi: "Can you still do it? Everyone was almost scared to death."

At this time, Wu Qi found that his body was wet and sweated a lot. No wonder his whole body was so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to turn over.

Half an hour later, Wu Qi was helped to the clinic by several people. The doctor didn't show him much, so he prescribed a lot of tonics and other things, probably not seeing anything.

There was no choice, so they left. Wu Qi didn't want to go back and continue the terrifying journey. He opened a room in the inn next to the clinic, hoping to find a doctor with better medical skills tomorrow morning. My friends also went back under Wu Qi's persuasion.

He fell asleep quickly because he was very tired.

"Squeak...Squeak..." In his sleep, a subtle and harsh sound like tinnitus suddenly sounded in Wu Qi's ears. He was drowsy, but he was awake in his consciousness, but he couldn't open his eyes.

Wu Qi worked hard for a long time, but there was no way, so he had to give up. He just lay down, waiting obediently for something that seemed to happen.

He could vaguely feel the candle in the room suddenly lit up, and it was destroyed by itself after half a quarter of an hour. It was repeated like this, and then Wu Qi fainted...

The next day, Daping came early in the morning and bought a lot of fruits.

Unfortunately, Wu Qi couldn't eat anything, because at some point his throat started to swollen, and his voice was extremely weak and hoarse.

Daping's family is very rich and powerful. Such a strange thing happened in the house he found for everyone. Of course, he wanted to carry it on his shoulders with his straightforward personality.

He said to Wu Qi: "Brother Wu, don't look at the doctor, it's useless. My grandma will come over later..."

Daping's grandmother came to see Wu Qi at noon. After entering the house, her face was low, as if it was because Daping had made something wrong.

Later, Wu Qi learned that no one had lived in that house in recent years, and they were the only residents. There had never been any widowed person living in the house next to him. The owner of the house was Grandma Daping's sister. He broke up with his family because he fought for some family interests. Later, he seemed to go crazy and starved to death in the house opposite them. After her death, the house was blocked. This time, Daping was also tempted to let them go with him.

Daping's grandmother stayed at Wu Qi until midnight, and didn't explain anything to him, so she asked Daping to help Wu Qi up and sit on the chair.

She sat opposite Wu Qi, and placed a bowl, an egg, a pair of chopsticks, and some rice on the table in the middle!

Wu Qi seemed to have heard of folk divination methods such as scattering rice and setting chopsticks before, but he never believed that this was the real thing. Seeing this, I felt so cold in my heart, and I don’t know what will happen in a while...

Wu Qi was so weak that he could not sit firmly, so Daping used another chair to support one of his arms.

Grandma Daping grabbed the rice in her hands and slowly spread it evenly around Wuqi. Finally, she left a small pinch in the bowl. Then she asked Wuqi to hold the eggs in both hands and could not let go no matter what.

Wu Qi couldn't help but become even more nervous and had some strength recovered in his hands.

Daping's grandmother said again: "No matter what I call you, you will answer yes or good." Wu Qi had no choice and nodded powerlessly.

"Yun Yu." She said to Wu Qi softly, as if she was not facing Wu Qi.

"Yes..." Wu Qi felt strange when he answered. Suddenly, he felt cold all over his body! The sound of rice grains being crushed, and all the hairs on his body stood up. Isn't this too evil?

"Yun Yu...If you are... come up..." Daping's grandmother slowly picked up the chopsticks and stood in the bowl with only a few grains of rice as she spoke.

"Come on... I know it's you..." I came to my senses and replied: "Okay..." Her hand slowly let go again. Is this true? In fact, the chopsticks stood firmly in the bowl. The distance was so close, I couldn't help but take a breath of air! My whole body seemed to be frozen, and only the eggs in the palm of my hand emitted a little heat, which made me feel that I was still a sensible person." After so many years, what else can you not see? "The rice in the bowl began to vibrate, as if there was life, slowly wrapping the heads of the chopsticks...

"Let this young man go, I will do a ritual for you on your death day..." Wu Qi's consciousness gradually blurred. Later, he couldn't remember what she asked, nor did he answered...

The next morning, Wu Qi was woken up by Daping. He was still holding the egg in his hand, which was still hot. The skin of the egg had been broken by him, and it was ripe inside!

"Grandma said you will get better after eating the eggs..." Daping's face was sallow and she looked a little scary.

Wu Qi tried hard to recall what happened, but what happened later was still as blurry as the egg in his mouth... Afterwards, Daping was taciturn and rarely contacted him.

A year later, Daping's grandmother passed away and Daping also went out.

It turned out that Daping's grandmother asked to use her remaining life to exchange for Wu Qi's safety.

These were what Daping told him later when he met Daping in a different place. They were still very good friends and wish him peace and happiness in a foreign land.

Zuo Ya's master had amazing magical powers. In order to avoid them, he actually disappeared without a trace through "fake death"!

Zuo Ya traveled to the west of the city with his father Zoren. His father has been practicing medicine in recent years. One day he went to the hospital and met an old man with a crane-haired and young face. He was angry and unconsciously made people feel respectful.

The two had a great conversation. The old man told him to stop and claimed that he was also good at treating "terminal disease of cutting heads". Before leaving, he said, "I will visit you tomorrow", so he left calmly.

When Zuo's father arrived at the patient's house, there were more than ten sores on the back of the neck of the patient. He saw that the bones were quickly turned into "head-cutting sores", which was a dangerous disease.

He also had no good plans for a while. Seeing that he looked very familiar, he realized that he was the one who went bankrupt when he had sued himself.

Zuo's father was very rich earlier. Because there was a dead body in the shop, he was falsely accused of seeking life. Zuo's father was imprisoned and went bankrupt. A few years later, the murderer was arrested and Zuo's father cleared his grievances.

The patient insisted that Zuo Father was the murderer. At this time, he witnessed the patient's symptoms and thought that the old man he met might be able to save him, so he said goodbye and returned.

On the second day, the old man came as promised and asked him to enter the hall. Eight paintings of stone wood in the hanging mountain in the middle of the hall. Looking closely, they were eight immortals, with vivid shapes and all of them were old objects. They were said to be carved by a long play.

The old man sat in the seat at "Han Zhongli" and pointed out: "This person was passed down by this person." He also pointed to He Xiangu's drawing and said: "This person was seized by this person."

Zuofu answered with timid response and asked the upper and lower levels. The old man said, "People call me the Shuidao Immortal, but I don't ask about my name or age."

My father asked "Tao". The old man rolled his eyes and replied, "Bandit". He asked "Classic". He answered, "I can't read". He asked about it with medical advice, and then he could recite the classics such as Lingsu, "Inner Canon", "Dian Jing", and "Dian Jing" backwards.

The father was extremely impressed and asked to become a disciple. The old man said, "Okay, it's easy for the master to find a disciple. If you want money to become a disciple, you can say less than one hundred coins. Don't kowtow, kowtow is fake."

At that time, Zuo's father's family was in trouble, and even though he had no choice but to collect a hundred coins, he could only report it according to the truth.

The old man smiled and looked back at the Eight Immortals carving picture and said, "This carving painting is exempt, and we will need to teach you in the future." So he took the carving picture and took it in his hand and left.

Zuo's father asked for a prescription to cure "head-cutting disease". The old man said, "The medicine can be given to you. If it is used to cure evil people, be careful to be poor for the rest of your life." He took a piece of black pill from his arms and showed it to use it and left, and he did not come again for a long time.

Zuo's father tried to treat the previous disease with medicine, and it was indeed very effective. The more he wanted to find the method of practicing the same thing. However, others always treated the elderly as cheaters and were not very respectful. He just said that this old man was a bit strange.

One day, the old man suddenly came to Zuo's house again. His luggage was simple, but the food in the kitchen was abundant, and he prepared everything from rice, flour, oil and salt.

He said: "I need to cook myself when I come here for a long time. I am very unaccustomed to you vegetarian raw rice."

Look at him baking rice, for about an hour, the pot tops were filled with baking but not burnt. It is not an exaggeration to see that he calls what others eat on weekdays raw rice.

He said: "Learn Taoism, you must know how to cook first. The white energy is right at the right time, and the green energy will be burnt. You can't even know the heat. What else can you learn?" Everyone laughed at it.

After dinner, everyone squatted on the ground, leaning against the door or the wall, and there happened to be a fartress. The old man said, "The turbid air will drop, and this will be clear. You usually eat raw food, so it won't be clear at all." Everyone laughed in an uproar.

Others said seriously: "After eating, you must squat. This is the immortal sitting skill. If you do this every day, all diseases will be cured and you will be able to live forever." The whole family is skeptical, but after a long time of practice, the effect will be significant, so they will be convinced. (To be continued)
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