"The water in the bath was too hot. "I had to lie. The nurses and doctors looked at us suspiciously, and the doctors said that if it was too serious, we would have to be transferred to a hospital in Guangzhou. Kaohsiung hurriedly said no, treat the wound first. After getting it done, Mr. Zeng was pushed into the hospital bed for observation, and in the evening, the nurse came to see and said strangely how the wound had healed so quickly. I went up to take a look, and saw that the blisters had completely scabbed over, and the skin was much lighter in redness and swelling, in the words of the nurse, just like half a month after a burn.

I secretly felt miraculous in my heart, and I couldn't know the reason very well, when Azam Budan cast the spell, he should have used a yin spell to aggravate the effect of the evil qi attached to Mr. Zeng's body, and this burn came and disappeared quickly, and it seemed that it was inseparable from the "cannon branding stubborn donkey".

The next day, the director of the inpatient department came to check on the ward in the morning, and the nurse introduced that the patient's burns had become old wounds, and the director carefully looked at Mr. Zeng's skin, and said to the doctors standing behind him that he had never encountered such a patient, and asked the medical assistant to take a few more photos and keep the medical records on file. In the afternoon, Kaohsiung instructed Mrs. Zeng to leave the hospital and return home on the grounds of transfer, settle Mr. Zeng, close the bedroom door, and we sat in the living room. Master Azanbudan specializes in the Malay method, which can be solved by the Yin method, but when the time comes, it may make Mr. Zeng suffer more. ”

"Will it be cured in the future?" asked Mrs. Tsang, "where have the grievances of the eaten animals gone, and will they come back to trouble my husband?"

Kaohsiung said: "The principle of casting spells is to use mantras to calm grievances, so as to keep these yin spirits away from the human body, or to continue to reincarnate, whether it is human or animal. It's just that the monks use Buddhist scripture spells, while Master Azan uses yin spells, but the principle is the same. Your husband's accumulated Yin Qi is too heavy, and when casting spells, the Yin Spirits of those animals will vent their resentment when they are imprisoned by Yin Spells, but after they are imprisoned, they will be fine. ”

Mrs. Zeng nodded, and Zeng's mother reluctantly said that she had to do this, but she didn't know if he could stand it. I added: "Long pain is better than short pain, it's better than him being in bed all day long, right? "Actually, the subtext in my heart is that Mr. Zeng has suffered for a year and a half, and I feel uncomfortable after watching it for less than half a day.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Zeng family looked at each other and agreed.

In order to ensure the effect, although the spell was also cast at twelve o'clock at midnight, it was not in Zeng's house, but to find a remote wilderness, the more desolate the better, and no one must disturb it. My great-mother was too old to come out with her, so Mrs. Zeng drove the four of us from the city center to a place called Tai Chung Town. According to Mrs. Zeng, the town is far from the city and is relatively remote. In her words, Zeng's electronics factory is located in Xiaolan Town, although they are all towns, but Xiaolan Town has many electronics factories many years ago, which is a relatively developed town in Zhongshan City, while Dachong is not good, and the population is much smaller.

Through the night, I saw a lot of buildings in Dachong Town, including old houses, and small buildings with several floors, and I thought that it was not so desolate. After driving for more than half an hour, the houses gradually became scarce, and all of them were farmland. Further down the path, the farmland is lined with woods on both sides, and the fields have been replaced by wasteland. Later, Azambudan, who was sitting in the front seat, looked in front of his left, pointed there with his finger, and motioned for the car to drive over.

There was a small forest there, there was no road, and the weeds could be more than half a meter high, so the car had to force into the grass from the path. The weeds were uneven, and the left front wheel of the car was stuck in a pit, and it didn't come out for a long time, but Kaohsiung and I found a wooden board from the trunk and put it in front of the wheel, so we drove out smoothly. Finally, the car stopped at the edge of the woods, everyone got out of the car, Kaohsiung and I helped Mr. Zeng out, and Mr. Zeng was shivering with cold when the night breeze blew him.

It's early summer, and the nights in Guangdong are not so cold, but Mr. Zeng has been sick for many years, and his body is weak and weak, and he has sneezed several times. Azanbudan let us go into the woods and found a relatively flat place, Mrs. Zeng took out two large sheets prepared in advance and spread them on the ground, let Mr. Zeng lie flat, Azanbudan sat cross-legged beside him, Kaohsiung took out a Buddhist card from his leather bag, the night was too dark to see clearly, but I think it should not be a regular card, it seems to be a bone, but it is not like Binling, because it is relatively small.

As he began to cast the mantra, he placed the amulet tablet flat on Mr. Zeng's chest, pressed it with his hand, and recited the mantra in a low voice. I've seen spells cast several times, so I'm not as curious as I was at the beginning, so I just picked a clean place to sit, and Kaohsiung even took a few steps out and lit a cigar behind a big tree and smoked. Mrs. Zeng was much more nervous than we were, kneeling beside her, her eyes fixed on the two of them casting the spell.

After about five or six minutes, I saw Mr. Zeng's body begin to writhe, and suddenly, I heard the sound of a rooster crowing in the woods, and quickly looked around, Kaohsiung also turned back strangely, I looked around and found nothing, Kaohsiung came to me and asked, "Do you hear?" I was just about to speak, and there were two more sounds, still roosters, but the sound came from Mr. Zeng's mouth. When we approached, Mrs. Tsang was also surprised to see Mr. Tsang writhing slowly on the ground, with his mouth open and his hands on his neck, with a painful expression as if he had choked on something, and at the same time occasionally made a rooster crow.

The sound was so realistic that I even thought Mr. Zeng had learned ventriloquism. Mrs. Zeng looked at Kaohsiung and wanted to say something, but he raised his hand to stop him and signaled not to make a sound. As the volume of Azanbudhan's mantra increased, Mr. Zeng's voice changed from sharp to high-pitched, calling out every breath he had. The sound was familiar, much like a donkey's bark.

I was surprised and felt fresh in my heart, the chicken and the donkey are the two animals that Mr. Zeng used to eat in the living food protagonists, one is flying unintentionally, the other is a cannon-branded stubborn donkey, and now I see that he is actually learning the sounds of these two animals, is it the yin spirit of the chicken and the donkey is venting his anger? Then Mr. Zeng is not going to learn the sounds of sheep, turtles, centipedes, snakes, and cats? I am actually looking forward to it, because I don't know how to learn the sounds of centipedes.

But Azanbudan stopped chanting and turned back to talk to Kaohsiung. Mr. Zeng slowly regained his composure, lying on the ground and drooling from the corners of his mouth.

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