Chapter 92: There are ghosts in the carriage

I just experienced a small episode, so that the passengers in the carriage enjoyed the scene of the little god doctor saving the little girl with superb medical skills. For a long journey, this is undoubtedly the best way to pass the time. Even for most travelers who rarely get on the train, this may be a topic that will last a lifetime.

Because the temperature in the carriage has dropped significantly, some passengers think that it is because they opened the window to ventilate in order to save the passengers who were leaning on the window just now. Now that the child had woken up, it was no surprise that the men blamed the car window for the drop in temperature. "Big brother, close the window. When we go out, we don't wear much, and we can't stand the cold wind for a long time. Look at this moment, the gas is almost ice! ”

Because the passengers by the window only cared about watching Wang Mengxiong save people, their nervous nerves had not been completely relaxed, and they had forgotten about the opening window, and nodded again and again. "Got it, it's closed."

Although the windows were closed, the temperature in the cabin did not rise quickly. Some of the passengers who were in poor health began to shiver, and some even sneezed.

"Ah......h Ahh......h

The passengers standing around instantly hid far away, for fear of being infected. The common cold in this era can also kill people, not to mention that the cold at this time is not called a cold, but has a scary name - typhoid fever. Zhang Ji and Zhang Zhongjing, who are respected as medical saints, are mainly respected by the world because of the writing of "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases". If you accidentally get infected, you will be lucky to pick up a life. Bad luck, the whole family suffered.

Wang Mengxiong knew that the real reason was not only because of the ventilation, but because there were many unknown things in the carriage. He looked at the little girl, showed a smile, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Xiaoling, tell me, what did you see?" ”

The girl named Xiaoling looked at Wang Mengxiong, her heart was kind, and she couldn't help but tell the truth. "I saw my mother. She made me brave. She also said that she couldn't continue to accompany me, and that she was going to leave completely and go where she should have gone a long time ago. ”

The man in the long shirt was taken aback, looked at the daughter in his arms, as if he knew him for the first time, and looked at Wang Mengxiong again, and asked in a low voice. "Little Divine Doctor, is what my family Ling'er said true? Could it be that there are ghosts here? ”

Wang Mengxiong nodded, and then shook again.

Although Jing Dingcheng is a staunch anarchist, he is still relatively taboo about ghosts and gods. After all, the legend of thousands of years in China, since Pangu opened the world, is the coexistence of gods, ghosts, fairies, demons and demons. From the early Classic of Mountains and Seas, to the later Buddhist and Taoist classics, to the widely circulated Zhiwei novels, Journey to the West, Liaozhai Zhiwei, Reading Weitang Notes, etc., are silently instilling the fact that there are really gods in this world, and of course there are ghosts. Even Kong Sheng, who is known as the master of all ages, also said that "the son is silent, and the strange power is chaotic". He just didn't say it, but he didn't say it didn't exist.

"Wang Fan, what do you mean by nodding and shaking your head? Is there or isn't? ”

"I shook my head because Xiaoling was telling the truth, and as for nodding my head, I didn't see what a ghost looked like, so it's not easy to judge." Wang Mengxiong knew that even such a one-in-a-billion-dollar thing could occur, and the theory of ghosts and gods must not be groundless. As for whether there are ghosts, he doesn't have any yin and yang eyes, let alone any spells. It was only from the little girl's reaction that I could see a little clue.

"Are there really ghosts? Could it be the child's mother? ”

The man in the long shirt couldn't hide his eagerness, hugged the child and said, "Xiao Ling'er, tell Dad, where is Mom?" ”

Xiao Ling pointed to the distance and said, "Can't you see?" Right there. ”

Children's speech is usually rarely fake, and the travelers who have been paying attention to this place instantly feel cold in the back of their heads, and they swiped the ground to give up a large empty space in the direction of Xiaoling's fingers. Those passengers who have seats are reluctant to give up their seats, and they are still very scared, and their bodies are glued to the seats and twist back and forth, like sitting on pins and needles.

Jing Dingcheng stabbed Wang Mengxiong and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" Adults can't see it, it's also a child, how can you not see it? ”

Wang Mengxiong glanced at him, and said to the man in the long shirt who was also waiting for him to explain: "When Ling'er first came, I saw her smiling out the window, thinking it was because of her personality. When I treated her, I didn't wake up as I wanted after acupuncture, and I realized that something was wrong. Later, I forcibly slapped the yang energy on my body in her mud pill palace to dispel the yin and evil energy on her body, and then I woke her up. ”

Speaking of this, he asked the man in the long shirt again: "I guess Sister Ling'er is less than three years old, right?" ”

"Two months to turn three."

"That's it. Children before the age of three, the Heavenly Spirit Cover has not been completely closed, and the Mud Pill Palace is wide open, and they are born with the ability to see things that ordinary people can't see. During this period, it is common to suffer from a kind of soul disorder. This condition is often treated with a medicine stone or gold needle, and often requires a medicine. This medicine is not for eating, but for reading! ”

Although Jing Dingcheng is a university professor and is more knowledgeable than ordinary people, he still doesn't know much about such a remote knowledge. On the contrary, the man in the long shirt has lived in the countryside for a long time, and he knows more about this kind of situation, and muttered in his mouth: "The sky is panicking, there is a night watchman in my house." The passing gentleman thought about it and slept until dawn. ”

"That's right, just now I pierced the acupoint with a golden acupuncture, and the power of that shot is equivalent to the power of this medicine."

The man in the long shirt had a light in his eyes, "So, what my children said is true, is my wife who has been dead for many years really here?" ”

Wang Mengxiong nodded and said, "If you think so, it's okay." ”

"Can I have a few words with her?"

Wang Mengxiongxin said that I, a person who has built a foundation for Tongzi Gong and practiced Hercules, is here, even if there are really ghosts and evil spirits, they don't dare to approach me. If this is really the child's mother, she also came in at the risk of being scattered. Forget it, for the sake of her true love with the child, it will become a whole family.

"If she wants to, and you and the child do, then say yes. I'm going to go outside to breathe, so as not to delay your business! ”

Wang Mengxiong came to the junction of the carriage again and did not close the door. Through the gap in the carriage, he faintly saw the little girl and the man in the long shirt looking excited, constantly talking to the air. Although the surrounding tourists were scared, they still pricked up their ears, as if they could hear a few words, and they would have the capital to show off with others in the future. It wasn't until the boy and the man in the long shirt looked at the door of the car at the same time that a cold wind swept by, and then the warmth in the carriage came.

"Hating the king is not like Jiang Louyue, north and south, west and east, north and south, west and east, only with each other and no separation."

In a trance, Wang Mengxiong seemed to hear a woman singing in a low voice, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"It seems that the emotional twists and turns in this are not quite what I expected. However, people and ghosts have different paths, and in the future, Huangquan will be blocked, what does it matter if this is right or wrong? ”