Chapter Forty-Eight: The Old Man Who Fainted
"There is an evil spirit!" said the white tiger.
When Zhou Xiaoliu passed by the door of the sacrificial shop just now, the white tiger felt an extremely strong resentment rushing out of the sacrificial shop, and another evil aura followed, suppressed it to death, and then pulled it back with great speed.
At the same time, the two qi attached to the beckoning cat on the small table of the sacrifice shop, and the breath was instantly hidden.
That stupid cat really has a problem. No wonder when it came yesterday afternoon, it couldn't help but snarl instinctively as soon as it arrived at the door.
I just waited for it to roar and then carefully sensed it, but I didn't find anything abnormal, it seems that this evil art is not simple!
"Ahh
"Third sister, let's call someone to save people!"
Zhou Xiaoxian was a little stunned for a while, and when Zhou Xiaoliu had already rushed into the store, she reacted and shouted to the pedestrians on the street: "Someone inside has fainted, come on!"
When the passers-by heard the shouting, they all walked towards the sacrificial shop, which was so crowded with goods that they did not enter the door, but stood outside and looked inside.
Zhou Xiaoliu didn't know why the old man fainted, as if he fainted, he couldn't help him casually. She had already heard a few people in the crowd calling for a doctor, and just around the corner from the street, there was the health center, and the doctor should be there soon.
She opened her mouth and asked everyone to get out of the way, so as not to make the air circulation even more detrimental to the old man's health. Then she summoned out a wisp of purple qi, circled around the old man, and said to the white tiger: "I don't know if it has any effect, but it should be harmless, right?"
Then, she used purple qi to look around the store, but she didn't find anything unusual, so she asked Baihu: "By the way, where is the evil qi, why didn't I find it?"
The white tiger replied: "It's hidden in the body of the stupid cat on his desk, and not only that, but there's also a ghost trapped there!" After the two breaths of qi hid in the body of the beckoning cat, even it couldn't see anything abnormal.
Zhou Xiaoliu circled the purple qi around the beckoning cat again, but still didn't sense the slightest evil qi or ghost qi: "I can't see it." ”
The white tiger said: "We'll take it back later, and we'll study it when we're free." ”
As soon as Zhou Xiaoliu's purple qi was withdrawn, the old man woke up faintly, his arm was raised, but he hung down weakly, he stretched out his right index finger, and tried to point to the beckoning cat on the table, shaking his lips and holding back two words: "God's gift!"
The doctor from the health center came, a man in his mid-fifties named Xu Youyi. As soon as Xu Youyi entered the door, he heard his cousin Xu Youren calling the name of his adopted son Xu Tianci, and a sense of sadness also appeared in his heart.
Xu Youyi checked his cousin's body, and found no other major problems, he looked at the white hair on his cousin's head and the folds on his face, and opened his mouth to comfort: "Big brother, you have to relax a little, God is gone, but you have to live well, if you don't take care of yourself, the child will not be at ease underground......"
The dead rest in peace, and the living cling to each other. Only when the living relatives come out of their grief and live well, can the deceased rest in peace under the nine springs. Xu Youyi held Xu Youren's hand, hoping that his cousin would listen.
"I'm fine, you don't have to worry. I understand what you said, but I seem to have seen a godsend just now, and he is here......" Xu Youren breathed a sigh of relief and said softly to his cousin.
He understands these truths, and he is also trying to get out of his grief, in fact, his heart has been much better in the past few days, but for some reason, his appearance is aging very quickly, and even his movements are becoming more and more slow. I squatted for a long time just now, and as soon as I stood up, I actually collapsed.
When he fell, he didn't faint immediately, but his mind was in a daze for a while, and the scene in front of him slowly became blurry, and in a trance, he saw the spirit of his adopted son float out of the body of the beckoning cat on the table, and circled around him anxiously.
When Xu Youyi heard what his cousin said, he chuckled in his heart, this is more serious, this is all hallucinations, no, the conditions in the town are too simple, he has to take his cousin to the market, the big hospital in the city is equipped with all kinds of equipment, and my cousin had better go for a comprehensive examination.
Xu Youyi saw that Zhou Xiaoliu was still standing behind them, so he nodded to Zhou Xiaoliu and thanked him, and then he called a few acquaintances to the door to come in, helped the old man out of the door, and then called a tricycle to send the old man to the city to check his body.
Before leaving, he entrusted the sacrificial shop to the owner of the store next door, and asked him to help disperse the crowd of onlookers and lock the door of the store by the way.
Zhou Xiaoliu took advantage of the hectic moment when a few people came in to support the old man, and took the lucky cat on the table away and stored it in the brain door of the white tiger.
Zhou Xiaoliu stroked the heart liver that was beating hard, and said to the white tiger: "It seems that I have no potential to be a thief, my heart is about to jump out of my throat!"
The white tiger ignored her, and it was a little depressed at the moment.
It is unforgivable that someone dares to play evil magic in front of the dignified White Tiger God!
Thinking that such an evil thing was under his nose yesterday, but he didn't find it, it couldn't help but comfort himself: "It's all to blame on this fool, the realm is so low, and he still refuses to work hard, don't blame this great god, this great god was just suppressed by her......"
As soon as the white tiger heard the old man say that he had seen his adopted son, he understood that the trapped ghost was the old man's adopted son Xu Tianci, and he was asking it for help? So it asked Zhou Xiaoliu to release it and secretly took away the lucky cat, which only had problems.
On the way back, Zhou Xiaoxian walked behind Zhou Peng, who was holding Zhou Xiaoliu, and she didn't hold the hands of her younger siblings anymore, because she was carrying a basket full of vegetables, and she had to alternate her left and right hands to avoid sore hands.
A few aunts who were on the same road with them were talking about the sacrifice shop owner as they walked.
"It's only been more than half a month, and he looks like a seventy or eighty-year-old person, but on the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, when I went to his store to buy something, he still only had a few gray hairs on his sideburns!" said an aunt.
"Yo, you've been very careful, and you've seen people's sideburns, so did you give him a wink?" quipped another aunt.
"Death, you! Can you say this casually? Then he is so good-looking, I don't break the law after a few glances, I'm not the old aunt in Dongwu who can't get married, and I can't do that kind of shameless thing. The aunt retorted.
"How pitiful you say, such a good-looking person, but he never dared to marry a daughter-in-law in his life, finally picked up a child that no one wanted, raised it for fifteen years, and saw that he could count on it, but he died so suddenly. No wonder he was sad. I often hear people say that he is white-headed overnight, white-headed overnight, but he really turned white-headed after a night's hard work?"
"I heard that he is not good, his life is hard, and he guards against his relatives, so he doesn't dare to marry a wife and have children. His adopted son was thrown on the street just a few days after he was born, and when he was found, he was already frozen to the point of only half a breath, and no one really wanted it, so he picked it up. ”
"Yes, he loves that child, but it's a pity that he has been raised so big, but he is suddenly gone!"
"Everything is fate, and it's not up to anyone!"