Lao Liu first frowned when he saw Sanqing, who was lying on the couch and unconscious, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it, as if he was fighting between heaven and man.

At this time, Li Laosan and Luo Wencheng happened to arrive. Lao Liu whispered something in the apprentice's ear, and Luo Wencheng turned around and left. There were only three people left in the house: him and the Li family, father and son.

"In the past few years, have you ever touched any strange objects?" asked Lao Liu Tou without hiding it, and asked straight to the point.

Li Laosan hung his head, thought carefully in his mind, and suddenly raised his head and said: "Yes! A set of armor poured out of the Han tomb, but it is by no means an object of the Han Dynasty." I looked for a lot of people, but I couldn't tell the date. Later, the old guys who had seen the age of it all came to an end, and I was so frightened that I didn't dare to touch it again. Li Laosan said intermittently, as if it was a dusty memory for a long time.

"Armor? That's right. Old Liu Tou talked to himself.

"You, are you talking about Sanqing, this disease has something to do with that suit of armor? But, but I didn't know Sanqing's mother at that time. Li Laosan's eyes widened, obviously in disbelief.

"Don't believe it, you, this is called not accumulating yin virtue, and it will bring disaster to future generations!" Old Liu glanced at Li Laosan, and then reached out to touch Xiao Sanqing's forehead.

At this touch, Sanqing reacted, his eyelids kept shaking, as if he wanted to open his eyes but couldn't, and after a while, beads of sweat the size of beans came out of his head. Lao Liu Tou hurriedly let go of his hand, and a purple palm print appeared on Sanqing's forehead, but looking at the size, it was not Lao Liu Tou's palm print.

Li Laosan was shocked when he saw this, but the palm print disappeared again at this time.

Walking in from outside the door of the guest room, Luo Wencheng was still holding a small black wooden box in his hand, and after putting the wooden box down, he left very consciously.

"You go down first, that matter, when I finish saving your son, I'll come and talk to you. Old Liu Tou said softly.

"Hmm. Li Laosan hugged his fist at Lao Liu, and then turned to leave. Old Liu Tou followed and closed the door.

Lao Liu Tou returned to the bedside and opened the black wooden box that Luo Wencheng had brought into the room before, and there were some incense candles neatly placed in the box, a roll of red rope, a palm-sized piece of graphite and half a wooden stick. If Old Lady Luo was here at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize the half of the wooden stick. Lao Liu Tou reached out and took out the incense candles in the box, lit them one by one, and inserted them in the four corners of the room. Then he took a sip of wine, took off the wine gourd from his waist, and spit on the remaining items in the box. This was repeated three times before it stopped. Then he picked up the graphite again, crouched down and drew a line around the bed.

"This big man, it's time to get up at dawn!" Lao Liu Tou suddenly pulled up Sanqing, who was lying on the bed, and sprayed a mouthful of turbid wine on Sanqing's immature face.

"Ahh Sanqing screamed miserably, his expression extremely painful. Then he opened his eyes suddenly, and a pair of eyes were green and flashing with a fierce light. When he saw Lao Liu Tou for the first time, he stretched out his hands and wanted to pinch Lao Liutou's neck. And Lao Liu Tou obviously expected such a thing, leaned back, dodged, and then grabbed the red rope in the wooden box and quickly wrapped it around Sanqing's hand. Sanqing struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the tighter the red rope was wrapped, and after a while, Sanqing's arms were full of red ropes. Lao Liu Tou didn't stop there, his hands turned quickly, and the red rope wrapped around Sanqing's body, and finally wrapped Sanqing into a red "big zongzi".

"Ahh

"I said, what are you yelling at me? If you attach yourself to his father, I am still afraid of you, but if you attach yourself to this little doll, my old Liu Tou really doesn't scare you. Besides, I'm kind enough to come to you, no matter what kind of big man you are, go on the road with peace of mind!" Old Liu Tou said these words in a dambled spirit, and then stretched out a hand towards Sanqing.

Sanqing, who was enchanted, saw that Lao Liu Tou stretched out his hand, and he was about to bite when he opened his mouth, and this mouth, a wooden stick was stuffed into his mouth. It turned out that Lao Liu Tou was using a trick to "lure the enemy deeper", and while reaching out to lure Sanqing to open his mouth, he grabbed the half of the wooden stick in the wooden box with his other hand and stuffed it into Sanqing's mouth at once. This time, Sanqing became more and more crazy, he shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the wooden stick in his mouth, but the wooden stick seemed to grow in his mouth, and he couldn't shake it off, so he turned to Lao Liu Tou and kowtowed again and again.

"Don't beg me, it's not easy to beg me, you have to go when you have to go!" Lao Liu turned his back and ignored it, while Sanqing rolled on the bed in pain.

It lasted like this for almost a quarter of an hour, and Sanqing on the bed did not move. Old Liu turned around, looked at it, and was about to reach out to pull out the wooden stick stuffed in Sanqing's mouth, but he saw the clue, this guy was actually "pretending to be dead"! So he withdrew his hand, took off the wine gourd, and a drop of turbid wine fell on the wooden stick, and a puff of white smoke rose from the wooden stick.

Sanqing opened his eyes suddenly, and his whole body twitched violently, and it lasted for half a minute before stopping. Old Liu Tou took a closer look, the child's eyes turned back to black, and when he reached out again, he was still angry. Old Liu Tou finally breathed a sigh of relief, and only then picked up the gourd to drink, but his ears suddenly buzzed, faintly like someone roaring in his head.

"Are you unwilling? Hmph, you have to leave if you are unwilling!" Old Liu Tou paused carefully and then snorted coldly, took a sip of wine into his throat and lower abdomen, and the humming sound dissipated.

Sanqing on the bed closed his eyes, and Lao Liu Tou stepped forward and pulled out the wooden stick. Then he said in a deep voice to Sanqing: "My old Liu Tou risked his life to save you, don't be a monster in the future, you doll!" After speaking, he sat on the ground and hummed an unknown Peking Opera repertoire, vague but sonorous and powerful. One song is sung and another song.

Outside the door, Luo Wencheng had already been called away by the old lady, leaving Li Laosan alone and anxiously waiting. He squatted down against the door, holding the half box of Hongtashan that Luo Wencheng had given him, and smoking one after another. At first, there was a slight sound in the guest room, but then it was suddenly quiet for a while, and then the sound of Lao Liu Tou humming Peking Opera came from the room. Inside the house, it doesn't sound like much, but outside the house, the hoarse and muffled voice is a little weird. So much so that Li Laosan subconsciously shrank his neck.

The door to the guest room opened with a "babbling" sound. Lao Liu pushed the door and walked out, Li Laosan hurriedly got up and threw away the cigarette he had just lit.

"What, what's going on, Old Liu?" Li Laosan asked nervously.

"See for yourself. Old Liu Tou said in a deep voice.

Li Laosan hurriedly ran into the house, and Sanqing was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed, covered with blue and purple bruises.

"This?" Li Laosan was shocked.

"Don't worry, the skin trauma will be gone away in two days. Old Liu Tou said.

"So, Sanqing is okay?"

"When I die, he'll be alive!" As Lao Liu Tou spoke, he had already walked towards the other end of the mansion.

Monk Li was puzzled.