"Dao Chief, look, why is my lady having a difficult birth?"

The good Taoist priest took Xiao Qi's mother's hand with silk thread, and he put the fingers of his right hand on the silk thread, and waved his hand to collect the silk thread. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mortals pay attention to the thread of marriage for thousands of miles, but what their cultivators pay attention to is the knowledge of cause and effect in the world.

It is better to take the pulse directly, but it is better to use the front line as a medium to explore the end.

"The pylorus is closed, and there is no life." The good Taoist priest shook his head, but there was no trace of incurable look on his face.

Ah Dong frowned, this person played a good trick outside the house before, and he was also a good hand at arranging the formation, not to mention that he could move to a place in the blink of an eye, obviously his mana was profound.

Lifeless? Ah Dong didn't believe it.

"What is the difficulty of the Daoist? Also, what does pyloric closure mean? ”

The good Taoist priest stretched out his hand and patted the hanging bag on the hem of his clothes, and looked at Ah Dong: "There are not many difficulties, it's just that I haven't seen this situation for a long time, and some hands are just raw." ”

Long time no see? Could it be that there are other people in this world who are like their own mothers, who are pregnant for eleven months and can't give birth to children?

Ah Dong wanted to ask, but when he saw that the Taoist chief was about to speak, he stopped the idea of asking.

"The pylorus is a door of human life. It can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and replenish one's body, and it can also block the bad luck of the world and protect one's body. ”

The good Taoist priest stopped talking, and he squinted slightly.

"In layman's terms, the pylorus is where the navel of a person is located."

Ah Dong frowned, are you sure you didn't lie to me? The first time I heard this statement, Ah Dong really didn't believe it. As for why he didn't believe it, it was because he couldn't think of anything to do with his belly button and not being able to have children?

The good Taoist priest seemed to see Ah Dong's thoughts, and he said: "The navel eye has little to do with giving birth to a child, but when the navel eye gathers bad luck and forms a barrier, it will naturally have something to do with not being able to give birth to a child." ”

"Bad luck?" Ah Dong was puzzled.

"There are three kinds of bad luck in the world. One is death. Death qi includes the corpse qi produced after a person's body decomposes after death, or in general, the breath produced when everything withers. Second, it is filthy air. Filth is a relatively complex atmosphere, which includes people's resentment, anger, murderous anger and other pessimistic breath produced by people. ”

Speaking of this, the good Taoist priest changed his mind.

"Not only people have spirits, but all things have spirits, so this breath also includes all things."

"That is, the breath produced by the change of the mood of all things?"

The good Taoist priest nodded, "You can say the same." ”

"Third, it is demonic energy. There are three major evil spirits in the world, namely the heavenly evil, the earthly evil, and the human evil. These three evils can also be said to be demonic energy. ”

"That person, what kind of bad luck is the bad luck in my lady's pylorus?"

"Your lady? There are all three, and besides, things are more troublesome. Your lady's pyloric place, not only has bad luck, but also ghosts. ”

"Hell? Dao Chief, where does the ghost energy come from? Bamboo can ward off evil spirits, I live in the depths of the bamboo forest, where does the ghost come from? ”

The good Taoist priest didn't say much after hearing Ah Dong's question, but just reached out and patted the hanging bag on the hem of his clothes.

This hanging bag, bulging, looks very round from the outside.

I slapped it before, and this time the good Taoist priest slapped it three times.

Ghostly? Hehe.

"I don't know, I have to look into it."

"Dao Chief, how do you break the barrier at this pylorus?"

The good Taoist priest said calmly: "There is no way to crack it, but it ......"

"But what? Dao Chief? Daoist, please save my child. ”

It was Xiao Qi's mother-in-law, Ah Ling, who spoke.

After Xiao Qi left, Ah Ling fell into a deep sleep. In a daze, she heard something pylorus, bad luck, cracking, her consciousness kept struggling, and she finally woke up.

The good Taoist priest stood up, walked to the window of the bamboo house, and looked at the place where Xiao Qi went.

However, it is possible to allow the baby to absorb the bad luck.

"But we'll have to wait until the little girl comes back."

Ah Ling couldn't stand it after saying a word and continued to rest.

She really didn't have the strength to speak.

Ah Dong helped his wife feed some water, and then stood behind the good Taoist priest.

"Dao Chief, I don't know what you asked Xiao Qi to find? What's the use? Is it okay for Xiao Qi to be alone? She's still a child, I ......"

Ah Dong saw the eyes of the good Taoist priest, calm and waveless, and looked at himself lightly, and he instantly shut up.

It's really troublesome, and it looks like the attention of this person needs to be diverted.

The Good Daoist glanced back at Ah Dong, and then raised his feet and walked towards Ah Ling.

"Come here."

Hearing this, Ah Dong took three steps and made two steps, and stood in front of the bed.

Hehe, let me see what kind of place your son is staying.

The good Taoist priest waved his hand and overturned the quilt on Ah Ling's body.

"Dao Chief, what are you doing here?"

"Just watch quietly." The good Taoist priest didn't even give Ah Dong a look.

He reached out and dotted a few fingers on Ah Ling's bulging belly.

Whispered: "Open!" ”

Ah Dong rubbed his eyes vigorously, what did he see? His children?

No wonder, no wonder Xiao Qi cried so sadly, and kept shouting that his brother was in pain.

A black aura enveloped a baby, blood mixed in the process, the baby's face twisted, and its legs kicked weakly.

Tears were left in an instant.

"Dao Chief, Dao Chief, do you have a way to resolve this bad luck and let the child suffer less."

The good Taoist priest raised his hand and swiped in the air, and the scene that Ah Dong had just seen disappeared in an instant.

"There's no way, I can only wait for Xiao Qi to come back." Good Taoist.

Ah Dong wiped his tears, helped Ah Ling cover the quilt, sat in front of the bed and held his wife's hand tightly, his eyes looked straight at the bulging belly, who knows, the tears flowed down again.

The good Taoist priest didn't care whether Adong was crying or not, he lifted his feet and walked out of the bamboo house.

Just because, time is running out.

He teleported to the roof, flew to the side of the Sanqing Fu, and saw that the blood on the Sanqing Fu would be melted immediately, he hurriedly waved his hand and scattered a few pieces of rune paper.

In an instant, the blood on the Sanqing Talisman seemed to stay on it, not draining.

Then the good Taoist priest looked up at the night sky, and it was almost there!

Ah Dong saw that the good Taoist priest came out of the bamboo house, and he also followed, and at this time, seeing that the good Taoist priest was modifying the formation, he just watched quietly.

The good Taoist priest dodged off the roof, jumped up in one step, flashed into the bamboo house, and shouted to Ah Dong behind him: "Come in!" ”

Ah Dong didn't know what was going on, and hurried back to the bamboo house.

"Dao Chief?"

"There's no time to explain, you can get a bowl."

The good Taoist priest instructed Ah Dong, and he himself waved his hand to close the window of the bamboo house, and posted a few talismans around the bamboo house.

Ah Dong was puzzled, there was a bowl on the table next to him, why did the Taoist chief take it himself?

He stretched out his hand to take the bowl on the table, but the good Taoist priest said, "Don't want a bamboo bowl, you go and get a porcelain bowl." ”

Ah Dong suppressed the doubts in his heart, took the bowl in the wooden cabinet next to him, and handed it to the good Taoist priest.

The good Taoist priest didn't speak, he waved his hand directly, and a mana slashed towards Ah Dong, placing the porcelain bowl under Ah Dong's next door, and taking a whole bowl of blood.

"Dao Chief?"

Good Taoist: "Shut up! ”

The good Taoist priest put the porcelain bowl containing Ah Dong's blood to Ah Ling's mouth, "If you want your son to live, you drink it." ”

Without waiting for Ah Ling to nod, the good Taoist priest lifted Ah Ling and poured the bowl of blood into Ah Ling's stomach.

That's it, only one last step is left.

"Dead Daoist, come out!"

He's coming!

The good Taoist priest threw the porcelain bowl and pasted a talisman on Ah Dong and Ah Ling, and suddenly disappeared.