The Taoist priest smiled and said: "Did you sleep well? You can try to wake him up and see if the child can wake up."
Xiang Laoshi and his wife looked at each other in surprise and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
“Do as I say”
"San'er, San'er, wake up. It's time to eat. Wake up quickly." Xiang Que's mother shook her arm, then gently patted his face, and scratched the soles of her child's feet with her fingers.
Xiang Laoshi deliberately used his fingers to explore the child's breathing, and found that he was sleeping quite honestly, so he felt a little relieved.
However, no matter how much I shook or photographed, the child would not wake up. He would just sleep there, making even breathing sounds, just like ordinary people, but he would not wake up.
The two people who were initially relieved suddenly panicked again. This was really a twist and turn. The child was lost and found, but now it is back but fell asleep but could not wake up. What is going on?
"Give me the child, I can make him wake up." The Taoist priest reached out and took the child from Xiang's mother, then put it on the kang and untied Xiang Que's clothes.
There are many scratches on the hands and feet of the mistress of the Xiang family, obviously scratched by something, but there are no scars on her body, which is white and tender.
After the old Taoist put the child on the kang, he made an extremely weird posture with his right hand. He bent his middle finger and little finger and straightened his index finger. He raised his thumb and then quickly tapped the missing Yintang three times with his index finger, and then moved his fingers from Yintang to the other side.
Move down to his belly button and press hard.
Xiang Que's parents were shocked to find that a thick black air spread out from their child's seven orifices. After the black air came out, the old man waved his left hand to slap the black air floating over the child's body. Unexpectedly, it was the old man's
When he slapped it away with his left hand, there was a muffled sound out of thin air, and the black energy was still struggling but had not dispersed at all.
Xiang Que's second sister hugged Xiang Que's father's leg and pointed to the middle of the room and said, "Dad, look, a little person just emerged from my brother's body."
"Ah? Second girl, what nonsense are you talking about?" Xiang Laoshi frowned and cursed: "Be honest and shut up."
The little girl said aggrievedly: "That's it, that's it, I just saw a little person coming out of my brother's body."
"Hmph, it's quite haunting." The old Taoist took out a yellow Taoist talisman from his Taoist robe and waved it towards the place where the black energy was. When the Taoist talisman encountered the black energy, it "boomed" and ignited, and the black energy quickly ignited.
It condensed into a ball, shaking endlessly, and the veteran's hands began to frequently form seals. After changing the gestures three times in a row, the condensed black energy seemed to be unable to bear it, and suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
And at this moment, the sound that the villagers had thought was an hallucination suddenly sounded in the west of Xiangjiatun.
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This time, the noise they heard was much louder than before, and it seemed to be very sad.
Xiang LaoShi looked blankly at the west end of the village. Xiang Que's mother noticed that Xiang Que's eyes slowly opened, and his big eyeballs rolled around. After a few rounds, he suddenly burst into tears with a loud cry.
It fell down, and the body was still twitching slightly.
Xiang's mother panicked and quickly took the child into her arms, only to find that Xiaosan'er's body was very soft, as if the child had no strength at all. He lay limply in her arms, breathing intermittently.
He looked like an old man about to be buried in his 70s or 80s.
"Master, master, what's wrong with the child? He looked fine when he was sleeping just now, but when he woke up he was not energetic at all." Xiang Que's parents were a little confused. This was too contradictory.
When he first went to bed, the child couldn't wake up but looked normal. Now that he's awake, it's not as reassuring as when he was asleep.
Xiang Que's parents were tortured almost to death today, their hearts were racing back and forth, this mistress was so destructive.
The old Taoist said nothing, walked to the kitchen, took a small bowl, poured half a bowl of water, took out a piece of talisman paper, lit it, threw it into the bowl, stirred it a few times with his fingers, handed it to Xiang Laoshi and said: "Feed him, drink it, and sleep tonight."
Once you sleep, you’ll be fine tomorrow.”
"Hey, okay, okay." Xiangque's parents have already regarded Lao Dao as their backbone, and they will do everything he says, because everything that has happened since returning home has completely exceeded their understanding.
Xiang Que seemed to be very thirsty and drank half of the bowl of water. Then he blinked his eyes, yawned, and fell asleep again with his eyelids drooping.
Seeing that the child was back to normal after falling asleep, Xiang Que's mother put him on the kang and covered him with a quilt. She looked at the old man with Xiang Que's father, really not knowing where to start.
But the old man smiled and said: "Didn't you say you want to cook? Let's eat first and let's chat while eating."
Xiang Laoshi nodded and said, "Daughter-in-law, go get some food. I've been busy all night and I'm hungry too."
"It would be better if I get another bottle of wine."
Not long after, several farm dishes were served. The old Taoist seemed to be really hungry. He picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating without being polite. However, Xiangque's parents didn't bother to use their chopsticks at all, and just stared at the old Taoist himself eagerly.
In that stormy place.
After finishing the meal, the old Taoist picked up the big bowl of wine and took a big gulp. Then he burped and wiped his mouth and said, "The child was not taken away by Huangpizi."
Xiang Laoshi and his wife looked at each other, nodded at the same time and said: "You said this before on the mountain, and we believed it, but now it seems that it is really not the case."
“The child climbed the mountain by himself”
"Ah? Did you climb up the mountain by yourself?" Xiang Laoshi looked back at Xiang Que's scratched hands and feet, and saw that they were scratched after crawling on the ground for a long time. He asked in confusion: "How is this possible? He just
At six months old, it’s good to be able to climb two laps in the yard. How could he possibly climb such a far mountain by himself?”
"It's not that he wanted to climb, it was something that made him climb." The old Taoist took another sip of wine and his eyes were a little confused. He pointed at the west end of the village and said: "That thing is in the old grave on the west mountain of your village. I
So you can realize it, right?"
What the hell are you talking about? Who in this fog can understand?
The old Taoist continued: "The ghost you encountered hitting the wall is not an illusion, and the white mist is not miasma. I tell the people in your village this because I don't want them to be afraid. In fact, these are all caused by the things in the old grave."
, now you understand?”
It took Xiangque's parents a long time to figure out what the old Taoist was talking about. There are many legends in the rural areas of Northeast China, such as the goddess who dances with great gods, Wong Tai Sin who can ward off evil spirits, the shaman wizard, and even Xiangjiatun
There is also an old woman who knows how to act. She was the one who said that Xiang Que's family had committed evil deeds. At that time, Xiang Laoshi almost had a fight with his men.
Xiang Laoshi and his wife had also turned around at this time. I am afraid that this old man was talking about what was in the dozens of old tombs in Xishan, right?