"Curse?" Blessing's eyes lit up, although she had always believed that the so-called curse was nothing more than an acute infectious disease caused by poison or bacteria and viruses, she asked, "What kind of curse?"

The goddess looked at the blessing and said mysteriously: "This thing is what my master said, more than a hundred years ago, he traveled all over the world, in order to avoid the military disaster, came to this village, at that time, this well had just been drilled for less than three days, that miserable, the village was full of dead people, not dead, and one foot into the ghost gate, not even the strength to collect the corpse." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Listening to her describe this scene is really scary, isn't it the plague? Blessing thought of the scene of a dead rat floating in the well, and couldn't help but get goosebumps on his body.

The goddess continued: "Later, my master stayed in this village for seven days, and rescued the people who did not die from the hands of Lord Yama, and finally did not let the whole village die.

The blessing asked seriously: "Then in the past seven days, did the master go up the mountain to collect medicine, or did he help the people to invite immortals?"

"That's dozens or hundreds of lives! Of course, it's a two-pronged approach. My master said that he collected medicine during the day, boiled it and gave it to the sick, and at night he watched the stars and burned talismans to renew the lives of the people in this village, and it was in this way that he was able to eradicate this disaster in seven days. ”

Blessing listened to her boasting about how her master was so powerful, she could talk to ghosts and gods, and make all kinds of merits, which made the village peaceful, and she only had "daytime medicine" in her mind, which was a worldview in line with the spirit of science.

"Then, did the master say what kind of medicine was taken?" Blessing was also very interested in looking at various prescriptions.

The goddess carefully took out a very shabby thread-bound book from under the pillow, on which were written with a brush the names of the medicines line by line, including the amount and how to use it.

There was only a small light bulb in the goddess's house, which trembled and emitted a dim light of up to ten watts, which was not as bright as a burning stove...... Well, burning?

Blessing looked up and found Li Moyi sitting in front of the stove, holding a handful of wooden branches in his hand, and the aroma of cooked meat seemed to waft from there.

"What are you doing?" asked Blessing.

Li Mo raised his hand and sprinkled a handful of seasonings on the meat skewers in a chic manner: "Roast mutton." ”

This aroma is really too foul, the sheep in this village are generally driven out to find grass to eat, I heard the peasant woman say how delicious her sheep are, how delicious the meat is, I was not hungry at the time, and I didn't feel anything, but I just complained to myself, "The sheep are so cute, how can you eat the sheep and sheep." ”

Now, what is not cute, big meat skewers, come to ten, you can eat it.

Blessing silently held the book and came to Li Moyi's side, Li Moyi inadvertently used his arm to separate her from the stove cave at a safe distance: "It's not good yet, wait a little longer." ”

"Hey, in your mind, am I such a useless foodie? Keeping a distance from the fire, he began to study the handwriting in the notebook of the goddess master.

"It's okay. Blessing praised the font on the notebook, Li Mo, who was barbecue, turned his head and found that the words on the notebook were all written in traditional Chinese with a brush, and they were all vertical, he asked, "Do you know these words?"

"Just kidding, it's an innate instinct, okay? "Blessing raised his head proudly, "Besides, this word is already the best in both the medical world and the ghost painting world, at least I can barely distinguish what each word is." ”

Li Mo threw another piece of dry wood into the stove, the fire was brighter, the words on the notebook were clearer, and he smiled with a blessing: "It's because he writes too hastily, no matter how bright it is, it's useless." ”

The notebook in his hand was taken over, and Blessing looked at Li Moyi curiously: "What, you still understand pharmacology?"

Li Mo gave the grilled meat skewers to the goddess five skewers, sat back by the stove, handed ten skewers to the blessing, and the blessing gnawed on the meat skewers while looking at Li Mo holding the notebook, he smiled: "The pharmacology is only a little understanding, but I know that this font is rouge grass, and it takes a lot of effort to practice such a font, and it is not easy to doodle." ”

Blessing muttered: "As long as it's not block letters, it's all ghost drawings." ”

"How are Huaisu and Zhang Xu?"

"I'm not familiar with the two of them, even if it's the ninth year of Yonghe, and the age is in the ugly article, I can't see if it's written well or not. "Blessing is justified," the word is for people to see, can't it be written properly? ”

Blessing took a bite of meat: "The craftsmanship is good, much stronger than Su Yan's unreliable one, if you don't want to film one day, open a kebab stall on the street, and you can earn at least 500 yuan a day." ”

The firelight jumped, shining on the notebook, and also reflected on Li Moyi's side face, the soft light showed that his skin was smooth and delicate, without a trace of flaws, and the straight pen beam looked even more heroic, he lowered his eyelashes, looked at the notebook in his hand seriously, for a long time, turned a page.

"Found it. Li Moyi whispered, but turned his head to see Blessing looking at him stunned, his mouth bulging, "What's wrong?"

Blessing just woke up from a dream, and quickly chewed the roast mutton piece in his mouth, and swallowed: "It's okay, it's okay, what did you find?"

The notebook records what happened to the master of the goddess a hundred years ago when he traveled here to practice medicine.

Although this village is not large, it has a history of thousands of years, and the people in the village have always taken water from the mountain stream, which is inconvenient, and in the dry season they can only wait for the water to drip down slowly in the stone crevices, and in the rainy season, the water washed down from the upstream is turbid, and it needs to settle for a long time before drinking. Later, the next village opened a road and brought advanced well-drilling equipment, which led to the first well in the village.

Unexpectedly, on the third day of the well's discharge, there were people in the village who were seriously ill, and those who fell ill in the morning died in the evening.

The master's notebook described in detail: The sick vomited like rice swill, and then like bile, all the people who were poured, the eyes were like ghost pupils, and the mouth and nose bleed, and nearly half of the village was like this.

"As for the words, I know every single one, but I don't know what he's talking about at all," Blessing pointed to the word "ghost pupil", "For example, what is this, ghost pupil?

Fortunately, Li Moyi was also the one who accompanied her to watch several episodes of Hokage, and nodded: "Almost, in the past, the conjunctiva of the eye was congested, called the ghost pupil, and it is possible that the entire white of the eye will turn red." ”

"Oh ......" thought of the possible scene, and the blessing couldn't help but shrink his neck, "What a strange illness." ”

"Such a long string, in short, is the bleeding of the seven orifices. ”

Blessing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Poisoned?