Volume 1 In 2007, I Was Sucked by My Grandmother with the Golden Silkworm Poison Chapter 6 Walking T
Agen's mother repeatedly told me that it was okay to see Agen, but not to disturb him. If hysteria breaks out, it would be difficult to deal with it.
We nodded and said, don’t worry, just take a look.
Agen's house has a structure of two bedrooms and one living room. The bedroom door was ajar. When we walked to the door, we saw Agen alone on the bed, sitting with his knees in his arms, his chin constantly hitting his knees, knocking them back and forth. He
His eyes were staring straight ahead, lifeless, and there were sounds and phlegm in his throat, which were vague, unclear, and buzzing. When we walked into the room, Agen didn't even move his brows and ignored us.
, but the muscles behind his ears suddenly became tense. This was a subconscious warning. Once we touched a certain node, he would immediately go crazy.
Agen’s mother told us that the child has been like this for the past few days, otherwise he is yelling, or squatting and shaking in fright. Moreover, he does not eat, drink, or sleep, and now he relies on an intravenous drip.
Maintain. She said, her voice choked with sobs, and she said she didn't know what kind of villain she was, and she suffered this disaster. At the beginning of this year, she went to the temple to offer incense, and the lot she drew was the winning one. It has always been the case.
It was good, but she didn't expect it to come true on her son's head. He did evil, he did evil.
She shed tears, but Agen still shook his head indifferently, like a robot.
I looked at his dull eyes. There was nothing in the black pupils. It was like a mirror without its own will. As I looked at it, I suddenly thought of a person from long ago, Wang Baosong. He was Zhongyang Miao.
The son of Luo Ermei, the descendant of the Gu lineage, worked hard for most of his life, digging food in the fields to support his mother. When he was nearly forty years old, he was still an old bachelor. He had never touched a woman. Later, he was bewitched by the short mule and was attracted by the dwarf mule.
After being locked up in the cell for a while, I ended up going crazy. The same look in my eyes, pale and weak, suddenly filled me with fear.
A Gen is one of my best friends. If he goes crazy, I will really be sad to death.
Wang Baosong is now living in a mental hospital in our state, and Huang Fei and his uncle cover all the treatment expenses. To be honest, he is living a much better life than before, but is that what he really wants? That is no longer him
Instead, I am a shell, like a walking corpse. There are so many poor people in this world that it makes my heart feel painful, but what can I do?
No matter how capable I am, how much I can do, I can only try my best to prevent the friends around me from becoming such pitiful people.
Mother's cry made Agen, who had been stiff, react. He raised his head and saw us. His face suddenly turned pale. He was so frightened that he jumped out of bed and shrank into the corner of the room. He was such a big man.
, like a frightened deer, huddled there, shivering, and then yelled "Ahhhh", the voice was hoarse, and there was an almost desperate panic in it.
Agen's mother covered her eyes in pain, tears sliding down her hands.
Agen's sister ran in. Seeing this situation, she quickly pulled us out and asked her brother to be alone here for a while. I stopped her and said let's do it. I walked up to Agen and slowly squatted down.
, staring into his eyes, I saw panic in his eyes, and his pupils shrank one after another. Suddenly, his eyes looked towards the window with the curtains closed, eager to try.
He wanted to commit suicide.
Agen's body moved, he wanted to stand up, and rushed towards the window. I grabbed him all of a sudden, communicating with Jin Silkworm Gu in my heart, asking for help. Although the window was equipped with a security net, it couldn't stop him from having this idea.
?The fat insect responded immediately, something was passed from my hand, Agen's body softened, and he fell to the ground. I was anxious, what the hell was this little bastard doing, laying a poison? I didn't want to harm Agen.
…
Fortunately, the fat insect sent me a message: It doesn't matter, this is to let Agen have a good rest.
I was surprised. I didn’t expect it to have this function. It’s okay to knock down Agen today. If I meet any powerful opponent in the future, will this sap trick still work? Isn’t that a bunker? I have always been there
One problem that bothers me is that although I have some strength, I have not received systematic training. I can do bastard boxing, but I am at a disadvantage when it comes to serious fighting. Although fat bugs can bewitch people, the effect is slow and it does not have the final say.
The effect of killing with one hit. If the method of stunning people is really effective, it is also a killer weapon.
Little guy, ever since I got a pimple on my forehead, I have become more capable.
Unexpectedly, when I communicated with it, it was just like a bad guy, sometimes working well and sometimes not working. It mainly depends on its mood...
As soon as Agen fell, his mother and his sister were startled. From their point of view, it seemed that I pressed Agen, and then Agen fell unconscious. His sister immediately rushed up, pulled me and said
What did you do to Agen? How did you make him faint? I helped Agen to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then said to them: "Agen is too tired and needs to rest. I let him sleep again."
If this continues, people will collapse."
Indeed, Agen's face has almost lost weight, his eye sockets are deeply sunken, his face is pale, and the skin of his mouth is all cracked, making him lose his human shape.
His sister looked at me suspiciously, not knowing what to do. Lao Wan at the door came up and said, Sister Li, don’t worry, Brother Lu is not only a partner of Boss Agen, but he is also a man of real ability.
Well, you can tell just by looking at his friend's dress. This Taoist priest is the direct disciple of the 78th generation head of the Maoshan Sect of the Shangqing Sect. He is very mysterious. I also know their situation, so I put him there.
They were called here from Hongshan.
Agen's sister then let go of my clothes, her face turned slightly red, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands, and said I'm sorry, I misunderstood you.
I said since it was a misunderstanding, don’t take it to heart. Agen and I are brothers, and his sister is my sister. Sister Li, don’t get too anxious about Agen’s matter. Let’s think of a solution together.
It will be fine. After talking for a while, Agen's mother and his sister saw Agen snoring slightly on the bed, and felt reassured. Then they felt relieved and invited us to the living room to drink tea.
After chatting for a while, I pulled Zamao Xiaodao to the balcony and asked him what he thought.
Zamao Xiaodao pondered for a moment and said that A Gen looked like he had lost his soul after being too frightened. Logically speaking, if he lost his soul, he was stunned, his eyes were dull, and he was motionless, like a puppet, but A Gen
It doesn’t look like Gen. Just now I used my Qi-gazing technique to take a look, and there was a faint black energy on top of A Gen’s head. It seemed that he had indeed hit something evil. Let me tell you something you don’t like to hear. Maybe A Gen was there.
In the shop over the square, I encountered dirty things, I was so scared that I lost my mind, and then... I went crazy!
I frowned and didn't say anything, but felt sad in my heart.
Unexpectedly, Zamao Xiaodao said again: "This soul is divided into three souls: heaven, earth and destiny. According to this reaction, maybe Agen's destiny soul has been detained. If we can find it at the source (), maybe it's not too late.
.Otherwise, if the soul and body are separated, great changes will occur over time."
I said you mean we have to go to the square today to find out the reason?
He nodded and said yes, do you want to go?
Isn’t this nonsense? If you don’t go, can I get a call and rush here in a hurry?
As I was talking, there was a sound of opening the door. I looked over and saw two men walking in. One looked very similar to A Gen, but he was much older and had a beard on his upper lip.
, thick black, wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, rough face, my nose is sharp, I can smell the smell of water plants and fish, Agen’s hometown is Jiangmen, his father raises fish at home, I think this is his father; another person
Wearing a gray gown, mille-feuille shoes, and carrying an old-fashioned cloth bag, he is about sixty years old, has a flowing goatee, looks like a fairy, has wise eyes, and looks very energetic.
Agen's father came in and saw us. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked his mother, "Are there any guests?"
Agen's mother introduced us, and his father showed a grateful smile on his face and said, Lu Zuo, I always hear my Agen mention you. He said that the brother he most admires is you. Last year, he wanted to ask you to come to his home.
I haven't had time to go fishing, so I didn't expect to see this happen today. You rushed over from Hongshan as soon as you heard about it, you really meant it.
I quickly politely asked my uncle what are you doing, who is this gentleman?
Agen's father quickly introduced us and said that this was Mr. Ouyang Zhijian, the most famous fortune teller in their area. When Agen's accident happened this time, he felt something was wrong and always thought he was hit by evil spirits. So he said it anyway,
Finally, we invited Mr. Ouyang to come over and show Agen a look. Don’t laugh at me. You young people may not believe in this and think it is superstitious, but let me tell you, Mr. Ouyang is very powerful.
The great master of Zhouyi metaphysics, but many of our leaders are guests, and ordinary people cannot invite them.
We all said hello to the old Mr. Ouyang Zhi Zhizhi. The old man nodded and said, "Don't say anything, Mr. Chen. He often eats your fish. This trip is just the way to go. You don't need to be too polite, but it's not nice."
Little friend, looking at how you are dressed, could you be someone of the same kind?
Zamao Xiaodao stepped forward to sing a fat promise, and he said so. Below him is Xiao Keming, a direct disciple of Tao Jinhong, the 78th generation head of the Maoshan Sect of the Shangqing Sect.
Old Mr. Ouyang's brows twitched, and he glanced at him, but he didn't react much. He just thought that the young man dressed as a Taoist priest was a guy pretending to be a boy. He gave a slight salute, which was considered to be understood, and he didn't continue to answer.
He turned to look at Agen's father and said, Lao Chen, where is your son? Let Lao Chen take a look. His son is of great importance, so Agen's father did not greet us again. He stretched out his hand and said, "Here, sir, please."
We are also a little curious, is this fortune teller really capable, or is he just lying?
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