There are only two people in this courtyard now, so this arm must be Ma Heng's, the poisonous snake bit it, and then quickly escaped, not giving Xiao Xiao a chance to catch it at all, it looks very fine.

As for Ma Heng, he shook his head and carried it directly on Xiaoxiao's body, Xiaoxiao sighed, thinking that he had to calculate whether Ma Heng was destined to fight with the snake.

This snake itself is not very poisonous but has a spiritual attack, and the principle of hallucinations such as foxes and weasels is similar, biting is not the goal, but because of poor cultivation, the body can magnify the move.

Xiaoxiao put the blood compass on Ma Heng's wound and rubbed it, and after a little vitality, he woke up.

"I've got a solution."

Xiaoxiao went back to the hospital and directly drew a few talismans, folded them and handed them to Ma Heng, "Let the workers take it with them, it's fine, remember, you can just say a famous Taoist temple to ask for it, so that they can be more sure." Then Xiaoxiao added, "Which temple will I go to again, please come back with the Buddha statue and offer it, find a famous temple, and my grandfather will ask for money." ”

Ma Heng gestured with an OK gesture, "Okay." ”

Song Lingyu pushed the door in, and saw a little surprise, "Come back so quickly." ”

Xiaoxiao could already see some simple lip words, and replied, "Just take a look, how is the little uncle." ”

Song Lingyu picked up a pen and paper and wrote, "Your little uncle was discharged from the hospital yesterday, and his recovery is good, but he has a lot of scars on his body." Then he paused and wrote, "Do you say it's a feng shui problem, there are a series of accidents at home." ”

"That's why I went to my grandfather to live in a different place, and it will only take a month for the courtyard to live." "Mom, let's go home after the courtyard is repaired, I can go to the mountain to recover faster."

Song Lingyu nodded when she heard this, and wrote: "When it's repaired, we'll go back." ”

The workers on the other side of the courtyard wore amulets, looking at the Buddha statue, their hearts were a lot more steady, and they didn't know if it was a psychological effect or what the reason was, they all felt a lot of energy, and they were working faster.

Besides, what the hell was going on with that black snake, and where did it go, the little black snake got into a black car not long after it got out of the courtyard. The person driving the car was none other than Shi Youfu.

The black snake got into the car and Shi Youfu started the car and left, driving all the way to a well-built bungalow in the suburbs, the bungalow was obviously built over the years, but there was a low adobe house in the bungalow. It looks like a small temple.

There is a clay sculpture of a dragon king in the adobe house, which is somewhat dilapidated, but the tribute incense is readily available.

The little black snake came in and disappeared after the clay statue of the dragon king, Shi Youfu bowed to the clay statue of the dragon king and said, "Brother Hei, what should we do next?" ”

The clay sculpture of the Dragon King actually made a buzzing sound, "I didn't expect to meet a Dao Gu, and I don't know what kind of sect the inheritance has come to this point." You show things to see how she reacts, I don't have much time, it's a big deal. ”

Shi Youfu bowed again: "Brother Hei is like a reinvention to me, I have fought for this life to protect Brother Hei." Then he turned around and drove out of the house.

He went to the courtyard first and didn't see anyone, so he drove to the hospital.

Shi Youfu came in and was a little stunned, he didn't expect him to dare to come over at this time, didn't he already declare war.

Song Lingyu didn't know what happened, and poured a glass of water for Shi Youfu, leaning on the head of the bed, "What are you doing?" "The tone is not very friendly.

Shi Youfu picked up a pen and paper and began to write, looking like one or two thousand words. Is this a writing essay?

More than half an hour has passed since I finished writing, Xiaoxiao was watching TV, Shi Youfu handed over the paper, Xiaoxiao took it and looked at it, her expression became more and more solemn, and finally fell into contemplation.

If it is an essay, then what Shi Youfu wrote is a narrative, a thing that he personally experienced.

More than ten years ago, Shi Youfu was still a poor boy, and he went to Beijing to work because he had no academic qualifications, and his Mandarin was not good enough to be looked down upon and excluded. When he was desperate, he carried a bottle of wine and half a chicken into a ruined temple in the suburbs.

There was no one else in the ruined temple, he cried, laughed, toasted and bowed to the broken clay statue, and put the remaining half of the roast chicken in front of the clay statue.

When he was tired, he slept. In the dream, he dreamed that a black dragon thanked him for his wine and food, and told him that there was an altar under the southeast corner of the temple, saying that it was given to him.

The next day I woke up with a hangover, my mind was not very clear, I went out a few thousand meters, and suddenly remembered what happened in my dream, and the villagers stole a shovel and went back to the broken temple. A jar of gold.

At that time, he was stupid, how much was this jar of gold worth, he ran away with the gold, and when he returned to the rental house, he didn't dare to leave the house, and hid for several days for fear of being seen.

After two days, he was pleasantly surprised and felt that he was too stupid, who knew that he had so much gold, what was he afraid of.

So he sold a little gold, bought tribute incense and candles, and secretly ran to the broken temple at night to worship, this time he fell asleep in a daze, this time he dreamed of a man in black clothes, the two ate and drank all night, and when he woke up in the morning, he found that the tribute he had placed had no taste at all, and this time he thoroughly believed that it was a fairy apparition.

Selling the gold little by little, he bought the land of the broken temple and built a house, and others thought that he had demolished the temple, who would have thought that he would hide it inside.

Shi Youfu lives here, usually does a little business, what to do to make what is really smooth, he attributes this qiē to the body of the clay sculpture, the incense continues, after a long time with feelings, he calls the clay sculpture as the black brother, the two often meet in dreams.

However, not long ago, Brother Hei actually said goodbye to him, saying that now the world lacks spiritual energy, and there are no believers, and he will dissipate in a short time.

Of course, Shi Youfu was reluctant, although he said that he wanted to ask for money and money, but he was a grateful person, he had already regarded Brother Hei as his relatives, so he begged Brother Hei to think of a way.

Brother Hei said that as long as he found his golden body with the aura resentment stored in it, it would be able to last for a few more years, and after many searches, Shi Youfu was almost certain that Brother Hei's golden body was buried in the ground of the small courtyard.

After reading this story, Xiaoxiao asked, "Is this true?" "If it were a normal person, it would just be a story, but it was different, and she believed that it was true.

"It's true, no matter what you dig up, I only need the golden body, I can bear all the expenses during this period, and the cost of rebuilding your courtyard will also be paid by me."

"You take me to meet your black brother, and I'll reply."

Shi Youfu's face tightened.

Xiaoxiao said, "Don't forget that there is a human life between us. (To be continued.) )