Chapter Forty-Six: The Strange Night Wanderer
With a depressed mood, Lang Mo was ready to go to Alain, first, to complain, and second, to see if he could get some bone-setting medicine. However, as soon as he arrived at the door, he suddenly thought that it was already late at night, and Alain had already closed the door of the store, how could he get in? Even if the door was not closed, wasn't there still a super light bulb with Liu Mei? He touched the lump on his eye socket, shook his head and sighed. Helplessly, the only choice now is to sleep.
Just as Lang Mo sighed, a snow-white flashlight at the door of the room was shining straight over, and when he came to the front of him, he squinted and saw that there were three people. Two of them were Village Chief Wang and Uncle Wang, followed by a chubby sixty-year-old man with white hair and beard, plus the white shirt he was wearing, all like a snowman returning from Antarctica. As soon as Village Chief Wang saw Lang Mo, he shouted: "Principal Wolf, I'm really embarrassed, I didn't expect things to turn out like this." Let me tell you, this is our village doctor, Dr. Xia, and I specially invited him out of his sleeping bed to see if you have anything wrong. With that, he pointed to the old man.
Lang Mo thanked him repeatedly, and in the face of the grandfather-level barefoot doctor in front of him, he said that he was indeed fine. Doctor Xia was very dedicated, carefully examined Lang Mo's external injuries, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Fortunately, it didn't hurt the bones, it was all skin trauma, it's not a big deal, I have a few plasters here, Principal Wolf, you can take it! Stick it on the most seriously injured eye socket, and you will be fine after a few days." After speaking, he took out a few black plasters the size of half a palm.
For this kind of earth plaster with a strange smell, although Lang Mo was a little reluctant to use it, he still took it. After Village Chief Wang and Uncle Wang knew that Lang Mo was fine, they were naturally relieved. Several people chatted for a while, nothing more than asking Lang Mo to take care of his body or something. Then naturally we talked about Wenwen's illness. Speaking of this, although Uncle Wang was very guilty about what happened tonight, his face was full of worry: "Principal Wolf, what do you think this can do? What can she do in the future!"
Village Chief Wang didn't speak loudly at the moment, he asked cautiously: "Principal Wolf, in your opinion, what caused Wenwen's illness? Could it be that she was really possessed by a ghost?" Uncle Wang was very unhappy when he heard this: "Third brother, you are talking like this? How could Wenwen be possessed by a ghost? Don't shout nonsense!" Village Chief Wang said: "Big brother, I'm not talking nonsense, you see, Wenwen has run a lot of hospitals! It also includes a big hospital in the provincial capital, what electrocardiogram, brain wave, blood test, CT ...... I checked all these messy things, and as a result, nothing was wrong, everything was normal! If it weren't for the fact that I encountered something unclean, with Principal Wolf being a big and three rough man, would you think Wenwen was like Zimei's girl? People still can't convince a soft and unruly Wenwen. So I said she's definitely been caught up with some dirty stuff! And it's not ordinary, maybe it's a very fierce one. Otherwise, how could it be possible to make Principal Wolf like this? Besides, didn't that Taoist master also say that Wenwen was entangled by unclean things? At that time, you also heard that big brother!" After hearing this, Principal Wolf blushed secretly. I want to burrow into a hole in the ground and never come out. He had no choice but to pretend that his eyes hurt, covering half of his face and twisting his head to the side.
Uncle Wang was almost so anxious that he burst into tears: "Okay, third child, you just don't say a few words! Principal Wolf, look, what should we do about this? Please give us an idea." At this time, Uncle Wang had no other ideas, and he was also rushed to the doctor, and asked Lang Mo, an injured pervert who didn't know anything, all the time.
Seeing that people were asking urgently, Lang Mo couldn't help but answer: "Uncle Wang, it's not that I don't help you, things are in front of me, and I'm not a doctor, I can only do a little qigong." You see that too. I've done my best. I... I really don't have enough to do. Uncle Wang, I think you should ask another master! If you are haunted by ghosts, you can invite a few more Taoist priests to come and have a look, maybe you can get it done by inviting a few more. After hearing this, Village Chief Wang shook his head again and again. Then he grinned and said, "Principal Wolf, there is one thing I have hidden from you, don't be surprised! In fact, we invited a total of three Taoist priests, a god, and a witch to come over to see a doctor for Wenwen and exorcise evil spirits. But these people are all cowhiders. When he came, he was angry. When he left, he held his tail and went back in a gray way!"
"What!?So many people have come to see Wenwen?Village Chief Wang, why are you hiding it?". Lang Mo was a little unhappy. Village Chief Wang scratched his scalp vigorously, lowered his head and was embarrassed to answer. Uncle Wang sighed and said, "Principal Wolf, don't be angry, I forced him to do this." I was very happy when I heard that you can pneumatic too. The reason why I called you here is to listen to an old Chinese medicine doctor who said that for Wenwen's disease, there is also a possibility that the evil qi accumulates due to some stimulus. He also gave some examples, saying that there was no roaring after anger, no crying after great sorrow, no chanting after worrying, no screaming after panic, no ** when in pain... These evil qi will be closed in the body and affect people's mood all the time. If it is serious, it will become a state of madness, and the way to release these evil spirits. The most effective way is to find a place where the evil qi is depressed and closed: dredge the meridians and drum it away, but this requires a superb qigong master to gradually adjust and release it. That's probably why. So, if you want to blame me, an old man!"
Lang Mo thought for a while: "So, it's reasonable for you to ask me to come to see Wenwen, I think, the reason why you are hiding me is because those Taoist priests must be the so-called qigong and ghost hunting masters you invited, and after helping Wenwen heal, they became what I am now, right?" Elder Wang nodded honestly and said, "That's right, so I don't dare to tell you, for fear of scaring you." "Then the other gods and witches should have come to exorcise Wenwen's evil spirits, right? They don't look much better than me after exorcism, right?" As soon as he nodded, he immediately shook his head again and said, "No, oh no! I mean not exactly, that god man looks worse than you after healing." But as soon as the witch entered Wenwen's door, her face turned pale with fright, and she ran out like a dead person, shouting, 'There is a ghost'! ”
"How can this be? It seems that there are quite a few people who have been beaten, and the matter is really tricky!" Lang Mo couldn't help frowning, muttering to himself. But he was much more mentally balanced. After all, there are so many battered compatriots. Uncle Wang saw Lang Mo's confidenceless appearance, and sighed again and again: "Guanyin Bodhisattva is above, what kind of evil did my Wang Yaoshan do, why did I want my Wenwen to encounter this kind of thing! What should I do? What should I do?" Village Chief Wang persuaded: "Big brother, don't be in a hurry, things will always be resolved one day." Uncle Wang suddenly said angrily: "Third child, what you say is easy, isn't it? Don't worry? This Wenwen is not your daughter, of course you are not in a hurry! When this Wenwen gets sick, her eyes are blank, what is the difference between her and a crazy woman? How scary is this! I am afraid of her if she keeps getting sick. I'm afraid she'll go on like this forever. "Big brother, you, you, really! Isn't this Wenwen my niece..... ”
"Slow, slow!" Lang Mo suddenly interrupted Village Chief Wang's words. He asked Dr. Xia, who had not spoken: "Dr. Xia, what would be the expression on this person's face if he sleepwalked at night?" Dr. Xia smiled: "This is not easy to say, generally speaking, when you are asleep, you suddenly open your eyes, your expression is dazed, your eyes are a little dull, you walk slowly, you lack purpose, etc." "Sluggish? sluggish..... Lang Mo kept reading these two words with his chin thrust. The three of them, Village Chief Wang, looked at him with a smile.
Lang Mo continued to ask: "Doctor Xia, I'm sorry, I know my question is a bit excessive, but I still have to ask. Can you be sure that 'dull eyes' are the obvious characteristic of nocturnal patients when they become ill?" Dr. Xia didn't think about it, nodded affirmatively and asked, "What, Principal Wolf, is there anything wrong?" "No, no, just ask. After Lang Mo answered, he stood up and walked back and forth in the room. The three of them, who were swaying straight and village chief, were all a little dizzy.