Chapter 555 One wave of unresolved waves rises again and again
In the next few days, although Xiao Chen didn't look there, ashes kept coming from a piece of land in the distance, and he could also smell the burning smell.
Xiao Chen knew that the dead villagers were turned into ashes by the burning of firewood, and then their families sent them to the mountains near Yangjiazhai for burial.
These days, the sounds of those performing rituals can be heard very late at night. If it were not for the purpose of not disturbing the rest of the patients, these Taoist priests might have to sing until dawn.
Generally speaking, these Miao people are more traditional in this regard.
Xiao Chen didn't go over to look.
On this day, Xiao Chen had just gotten up to wash up, then went to have breakfast, and then to check on the conditions of the patients, when he saw two Miao people hurriedly coming to find him.
Xiao Chen looked at the expressions of these two people and thought what happened to them?
However, Xiao Chen couldn't understand what they were saying in the local Miao dialect the two spoke.
"I don't understand what you are saying. I will take you to the village chief." Those cadres in the village did not read much, but they knew how to speak Mandarin, so they could communicate.
After finding the acting Village Chief Yang, Xiao Chen asked: "Village Chief Yang, what's going on with them? Is anyone else feeling unwell and infected with the plague?"
"Doctor Xiao, someone is feeling unwell, but it's not the plague, it's an old man Yang who collects rags in the village who has a problem and is possessed by a ghost."
Possessed by a ghost?
In broad daylight?
"Village Chief Yang, what's going on? Let's go take a look first."
Now all the villagers in the village know that Xiao Chen not only has great medical skills, but also knows magic. In fact, the so-called magic is the day when Brother Yang saw Xiao Chen burning amulets to guide the way.
In fact, Xiao Chen knew that what he knew was not a magic spell, and he couldn't understand it even if he told ordinary villagers.
The two uncles and nephews, Village Chief Yang and Old Yang, followed him to his home, and then came to an ordinary family in the Miao village. There were now several Miao people here.
These days, because of the burial of other dead Miao people, many Miao people have not slept well, precisely because they heard the sound of performing rituals at night.
Now that Xiao Chen is coming over, this is the first time he has come to the Miao village here. Basically, the houses are made of stone, wood, bamboo, and some stilted buildings.
These houses have a somewhat antique feel to live in, but they are prone to fire. In case of fire, they may be burned down in a single fire.
"Doctor Xiao, the seventh master is here." According to seniority, this old man Yang is the seventh uncle and seventh master of this pair of uncles and nephews.
However, Old Man Yang is also unmarried. He is now in his fifties and usually collects rags. Recently, it was because of the plague that he did not leave Yangjiazhai to collect rags.
I didn't expect to encounter such a situation now.
Xiao Chen entered this small courtyard, and then entered the small living room. After entering the small living room, there was a room, and now the old man Yang was in it.
"My seventh uncle is inside," the middle-aged man said.
Xiao Chen opened the curtains and saw a man with dark skin, very black hair, and very ordinary clothes lying there.
Something doesn't feel right about the other person's expression.
Xiao Chen first felt his pulse, and then used his clairvoyance eyes to look at the other person's face. A layer of black gas enveloped the other person's face.
As the saying goes, if the Yintang turns black, there will be a bloody disaster.
The bloody disaster did not happen to Old Man Yang now, but judging from the other party's pulse, he was probably frightened out of his wits.
"When did it happen?"
"Just last night."
"Why didn't you tell me last night?"
Xiao Chen was sitting there. It could be said that the current situation of the old man Yang was similar to that of Wang Xiao, but the situation of the old man Yang was definitely not as serious as that of Wang Xiao.
"He had an accident last night. He was yelling and talking like crazy about seeing Yang Laowu. That's when we knew something happened to him."
Originally, all the villagers in Miao Village had gone to live in the quarantine area. After all, before the source of infection was identified, in order to ensure that the rate of plague infection increased, it was better to manage them separately from other patients.
However, I have begun to relax again recently, especially these days when I have to deal with the posthumous affairs of the deceased villagers.
Unexpectedly, this old man Yang passed by the place where Yang Laowu was alive and became greedy, because he heard that Yang Laowu and others made ten thousand or twenty thousand by cutting down trees before his death, but he died before he could spend any money.
There is no doubt that the money must be hidden in Yang Laowu's house.
In this way, Old Man Yang, who was usually used to collecting rags, saw that there was no one else around, so he quietly entered the place where Yang Laowu lived, and prepared to look inside.
Unexpectedly, when he came out, he seemed to be scared out of his mind.
"See Yang Laowu? Isn't he dead?" Village Chief Yang asked.
There is no doubt that the uncle and nephew meant that old man Yang had seen a ghost, or that he had seen a ghost last night when he went to the place where Yang Laowu lived before his death.
For these Miao people, this is what they believe in, and this is what scares them.
"Don't worry, I can treat this uncle's illness."
When Xiao Chen came, he brought the small Bagua mirror with him, just there in his backpack.
The uncle and nephew have not been asked to move Old Yang to another place now, but they have asked him to open the window so that the sun from outside can shine in and the wind can blow in.
Xiao Chen doesn't like those dark, damp places. In addition to being bad for people's production environment, such places can easily attract unclean things.
"Dr. Xiao, is this really treatable?" Village Chief Yang asked.
"I just checked the condition of this old uncle. He did touch something unclean and his soul was frightened, which is why he went crazy. Of course, it is easy to treat at the beginning. If it lasts for a long time, I'm afraid he will be in trouble by then.
Becoming insane, also known as a neurotic."
"Doctor Xiao, can you treat me quickly?" the uncle and nephew said hurriedly.
Old Yang Yang, except for the care of his brothers and juniors, is actually just a little better than Yang Laowu and the others. If he is not sick, it will be fine. If he becomes a psychopath by then, I am afraid no one will be able to take care of him patiently.
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"I'm going to get the silver needle and disinfectant alcohol first. You guys wait for me here." Xiao Chen came out of Old Man Yang's house.
When I returned to the tent, I met Mr. Tang.
"Xiaochen, what's going on?"
"A Miao man saw something unclean and is now in a crazy state. I want to treat him."
When Mr. Tang heard this, he didn't expect that such things happened.
When Xiao Chen returned to the tent, he picked up his small Bagua Mirror and put it in his pocket. Then he asked the female nurse to get a pair of silver needles and a bottle of sterilizing alcohol, and then he and Mr. Tang prepared to go to the Miao Village.