As soon as Lang Zixuan said this, everyone was shocked. Lang Shuoyang hurriedly asked: "How did you see it?"
Lang Zixuan ignored him and said to the old man: "Although her body is cold but not stiff, her forehead is still warm, and her eyes are frightened. Although her heart has temporarily stopped beating, she is not dead yet. I can try."
Before the old man could say anything, Zhang Dahu, the security director next to him, said angrily: "Why are ghosts coming out? What era are you in? Who are you?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "This is my sister."
Lang Zixuan didn't even look at Zhang Dahu, and continued to talk to the old man: "Uncle, you use the silver needle to protect her heart. When the Yin Qi is at its strongest in Zishi, I can cast a spell on her to bring her back."
Soul."
As he spoke, he took Lang Shuoyang's hand and said: "Huo kid, you have the strongest yang energy. Let me lend you some blood." Lang Zixuan didn't ask him if he agreed, and bit him on his middle finger. Lang Shuoyang shivered in pain.
, blood came out.
She took Lang Shuoyang's hand and touched Mrs. Lan's forehead a few times. It looked like a word but not a word, it should be a charm. Then she stretched out her hand towards her godfather and said, "I think of you."
The old man took out the needle bag, frowned and muttered: "Why is my silver needle missing again?" He glanced at Lang Shuoyang, and Lang Shuoyang quickly looked away. His godfather must have guessed that he stole it.
He could shoot the birds off the branches by popping them out with a silver needle, but the old man wouldn't let him use them, so he had to steal them.
The old man untied Mrs. Lan's front, exposed her chest, and inserted needles into the acupoints around her heart, such as Shenfeng, Tianchi, Qimen, and Rugen. This acupuncture sealing needle can protect the heart from being damaged.
This method is used when rescuing patients.
As soon as Zhang Dahu saw the old man taking action, he stopped talking and just stared at Sister Lan's two trembling breasts.
At this time, Lang Zixuan took a silver needle with the old man's head and stabbed it into Mrs. Lan's body. Mrs. Lan made a sound of "嘤".
Everyone exclaimed: "It's alive!"
But after Mrs. Lan made a sound, there was no sound. The old man felt his pulse and nodded and said: "Well, there is a pulse, but it comes and goes." Lang Zixuan said: "This is just to preserve her remaining vitality.
Angry, if you want to come back to life, you have to wait until I call her spirit at night."
The dead man asked her to make some noise, and everyone couldn't help but believe her words. Lan Xiaoshan was even more grateful and said, sister, if you can save my mother, I am willing to die, and from now on I will use your cattle and horses.
Lan Xiaoshan's little appearance makes Lang Shuoyang feel distressed. To be honest, this girl is not very beautiful, but she is very annoying. She is thin and slender, with a pair of big watery eyes on her fair face, and her small mouth is so cute.
Tian is a rare sight for everyone in the village. She is not yet sixteen years old and her body has not yet matured. Adults say that she will be the village beauty in the future.
Lang Zixuan looked around the room and saw the portrait of Brother Lan, so she asked Lan Xiaoshan: "Is this your father?"
Lan Xiaoshan nodded, and Lang Zixuan said, "Where is he buried?"
Lan Xiaoshan said that on the Wangzu slope of the back mountain, Lang Zixuan said to the old man: "Uncle, let's go back first. If we want to save this sister-in-law, the best time is to wait until midnight."
Zhang Dahu watched for a long time without saying anything. Then he asked Lao Langtou: "Lao Langtou, where did you find the great master?"
Lang Zixuan glanced at the tall Zhang Dahu with contempt and said: "I am not a great dancer, I am the successor of Maoshan Taoism. You can't save this person. If you don't want her to die, just listen to me."
After saying that, she shook her dress, turned around and left the house. Her posture was so handsome that Lang Shuoyang even worshiped her!
While everyone was talking about it, Lang Shuoyang also came out, and his godfather also came out. This time, Lang Shuoyang got in the car. Lang Shuoyang sat in the passenger seat and asked Lang Zixuan who was driving: "Sister Zixuan, the ghost you are talking about is true.
Or scare them?"
The old man sitting behind also asked: "Girl, before you learned this thing, you heard your father say, what kind of job have you been doing since your father went abroad, and this is what you do?"
Just now, the old man and Lang Zixuan were distracted by the second aunt before they had even had a few words to talk. Lang Zixuan never asked these questions.
Lang Zixuan smiled and said: "After my dad went abroad, I stayed at home by myself. I just studied Taoism and never went out. This time, if my dad didn't insist on asking me to help him get the child's blood sample to send, I would probably have done it."
I still can’t bear to leave the customs.”
"Take my blood...sample?" Lang Shuoyang was very surprised, why did he bring it up on himself? His beautiful cousin came to him specially this time.
Lang Zixuan spoke to him this time: "Yes, Huo kid, your blood temperature is higher than others, but you don't have a fever. I came to live with you when you were young. It was winter at that time, and I still held you.
Use it as a hot water bottle."
Damn, the emotional beauty even hugged me, so I don’t remember it. I just remember that the last time she came here, I got a kick out of her and I didn’t even see her.
She continued: "My father, your second uncle, studied Western medicine. Now he is in Hanguo. He mentioned you when discussing academic issues with others and planned to take some of your blood samples back for research. You won't disagree.
Bar?"
Lang Shuoyangxin said, I didn't say I agreed just now, so you used it, so this time you asked me so politely what else could I refuse.
After lunch, Kuaizui's second aunt came over again to report that people from the county public security bureau were here, and they also brought a forensic doctor. However, the forensic doctor said that he was examining the corpse. Mrs. Lan was still breathing and could not be dissected, so she had to be sent to the hospital.
.”
The old man asked: "What did the village say?"
"Everyone started arguing. Some advocated sending him to the hospital, while others advocated waiting for this great god in your family to cast a spell."
Lang Zixuan shook her head helplessly. It seemed that these people regarded her as a great dancer.
The second aunt added: "This girl Lan Xiaoshan has quite an idea. She doesn't want to send her to the hospital and just waits for this girl to go there!"
Lang Zixuan said: "Let them say whatever they want. If you send this person to the hospital, he will probably be hopeless. Uncle, please go and vote for me. I think you are still very credible."
The old man pulled up his shoes and left with his second aunt. Before leaving, he said: "Girl, I can vouch for you, but you have to cure her, otherwise I will lose the reputation I have left in the village over the past few decades."
It’s all in vain.”
Lang Shuoyang secretly curled his lips, "What credibility does he have? How many times have he been caught stealing cards while playing mahjong!"
But this time, Lao Langtou's intervention was really effective. Mrs. Lan really didn't send her to the hospital. She even stayed with two policemen from the Public Security Bureau, just to see how Lang Zixuan could save the dying person.
At midnight, they all went over, and Lang Zixuan took out a piece of white paper, a pardon pen, talisman paper, and a red candle as thick as a thumb that had been prepared in advance.
She folded the white paper, and after a while, a fist-sized lampshade was formed. She lit the red candle and put it into the lampshade.
Then he took out the amnesty pen and drew the talisman on the talisman paper. While drawing, he recited: "Yuanshi Shangzhen, Shuangjing Erxuan, make me a god, and call the soul from thousands of miles away!" Then he wrote the character "Lan Sao" and said to Lang Shuoyang: "
Go and cut off some of this sister-in-law’s hair.”
Lang Shuoyang agreed, jumped on the kang and took off Sister Lan's pants.