"I have a toothache, and I can't sleep well at night, especially this toothache, oops~! It hurts to be really life-threatening, and I don't want to eat or drink, and it's uncomfortable. ”

Zhao Banxian asked Yang Qiuchi to open his mouth, looked up and down, left and right for a while, and said, "It's not a big problem, I'll give you a home remedy, use it when you have a toothache, and it will work immediately." ”

"Oh? Thank you, sir, what is the remedies? ”

Zhao Banxian smiled: "This home remedy is not unusual at all," he pointed to the oleander growing on the edge of the yard outside the door, "Just use the leaves of oleander, just one piece, soak it in water, and when you have a toothache, put this water in your mouth, and it will work immediately, ensuring that you don't hurt." ”

"Really? Does this home remedy work? ”

Zhao Banxian pointed to the plaque on the forehead of the gate: "Hehehe, it doesn't work?" Didn't follow the uncle, you came back and demolished my half-immortal signboard! After a pause, he said triumphantly: "Uncle, you came from afar, you may not know very well, if you still don't believe it, you can ask the neighbors in all directions, use my prescription to cure the disease, I don't know how many people have been cured." He grinned and took a sip of a cup of tea.

"Oh?" Yang Qiuchi smiled, "Old Master Lu's dental disease was also cured by you as a half-immortal, right?" ”

The mouthful of tea in Zhao Banxian's mouth was about to be swallowed, but Yang Qiuchi's words caused Zhao Banxian to choke on his trachea and cough vigorously.

"Half Immortal, are you alright?" Yang Qiuchi asked with concern, "I just asked casually, I didn't expect to surprise you." He turned his head to look at the little concubine Fan and asked, "Does your master often have toothaches?" ”

That Fan nodded: "Yes, uncle, how do you know?" ”

"When I examined the body, I found that his gums were very swollen, and this toothache should not be a day or two." Yang Qiuchi turned his head, stared at Zhao Banxian and said, "Zhao Banxian's medical skills are like gods, and he has this home remedy, how can Old Master Lu not come to you to take a look." Am I right? Zhao Banxian? ”

Zhao Banxian nodded again and again: "Yes, Old Master Lu came to look for a dental disease, and I also gave him this prescription." ”

"Is the old master's tooth disease cured?" Yang Qiuchi stared at Zhao Banxian.

"This, this, it's not clear below." Zhao Banxian coughed dryly a few times, and then immediately stopped.

Yang Qiuchi turned his face and asked the concubine Shen: "Your lord is looking for Zhao Banxian to see a toothache, do you know?" ”

Shen nodded: "I came with him, and I saw it together when I was looking for Zhao Banxian last time." As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Banxian, and just saw Zhao Banxian squinting his eyes, Shen rolled his eyes, made a pretty face, and twisted his head to the side.

Yang Qiuchi didn't seem to notice this, and continued to ask, "Haven't you been here before?" ”

Shen thought for a while, blushed and nodded: "I've been here." ”

"Did you come with him?"

"Hmm."

"Do you come often?"

The little concubine Fan blushed and glanced at Zhao Banxian again.

Zhao Banxian interjected unhappily: "This uncle, are you here to see the illness or are you here to ask me about the case?" ”

Yang Qiuchi was not moved, and still smiled and said: "Yes, Zhao Banxian is right, look at me, this old problem has been committed again, asking anything is like investigating a case, Zhao Banxian don't be surprised." After a pause, he sighed again, "This old master Lu is dead anyway, and it doesn't matter if this tooth disease is cured or not." ”

When Zhao Banxian heard this, he coughed a few times, then stopped again, and asked Yang Qiuchi: "Uncle, you just said that in addition to toothache, you can't sleep well, right?" ”

Yang Qiuchi nodded: "Yes, sometimes I sleep in bed, hazy as if I have been choked by something, I struggle to wake up, and there is nothing, and I always have nightmares." Half-immortal, do you think I've hit an evil spirit? ”

Zhao Banxian looked at Yang Qiuchi carefully, and said: "Uncle, you are indeed evil, you see that your Yin Tang is black, and your eyes are godless, if you don't exorcise evil as soon as possible, I'm afraid that there will be a big disaster within the finger." ”

Yang Qiuchi's eyes widened, and he asked very scaredly, "Then, what can I do?" ”

Song Yun'er was also anxious and said, "Sir, is this evil that my brother encountered really so powerful?" ”

That Zhao Banxian looked confident, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, with me Zhao Banxian here, you'll be fine." I'll give you the method of raising the altar right away, and there will be no problem with the evil and the disease. Speaking of this, Zhao Banxian took a sip of the half cup of tea, and said leisurely: "However, this altar spell is very sad......

Yang Qiuchi immediately understood, and took out a silver ingot from his arms, almost ten taels: "Sir, it's a little meaning, as long as you set up an altar for me and cast spells, these are all yours." ”

When Zhao Banxian saw this silver ingot, his eyes lit up, and he almost opened his blind eye.

The people in this mountain village have something to eat, but this silver two is very little, the villagers look for this Zhao Banxian to see a doctor and tell a fortune, give a basket of eggs, at most send a pork leg, it is very good, if you meet a tael of copper coins, it is already a great gift. When have you ever seen someone who gave a silver ingot weighing ten taels?

Zhao Banxian smiled and stretched out his hand to grab the silver ingot, Yang Qiuchi turned his hand to cover the silver ingot, and shook his head slightly: "Sir, don't worry, this silver ingot is placed on this table, and after you give me the altar to cure the evil disease, it will belong to you." ”

Zhao Banxian was a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Of course!" He stood up and said to Mrs. Sun: "Go and prepare the things for the altar and set up the altar in the courtyard." When I walked to the door, I saw that the yard was full of people from the village who came to see the excitement, and this was a good opportunity for me to show off my skills, and I was in a very happy mood.

The old woman set up an altar in the courtyard. Zhao Banxian asked Yang Qiuchi to sit on a chair next to the altar. Old Mother Sun began to put things on the altar.

Yang Qiuchi beckoned to Song Yun'er. Song Yun'er ran to Yang Qiuchi's side. Yang Qiuchi leaned into her ear and whispered softly for a while. Song Yun'er looked at Yang Qiuchi suspiciously, Yang Qiuchi muttered a few more words, Song Yun'er grinned and nodded.

Mother Sun was busy preparing the application materials on the altar, and Song Yun'er said: "Auntie, you have worked hard, let me help you!" ”

Seeing that Song Yun'er was handsome and sweet, Mrs. Sun said with a smile: "No need, I'm busy, thank you!" Then he turned and went into the back room to get something.

"It's okay, I'll do it for you!" Song Yun'er jumped up and down and followed up in the back room.

After a while, the old mother and Song Yun'er prepared the things on the altar. A cooking rack was also placed next to the altar. On the cooking rack, there was a large iron pot filled with most of the green oil. There is a firewood underneath.

Zhao Banxian changed into a Taoist robe, picked up a peachwood sword from the altar, stepped on the seven stars, walked gossip, recited words in his mouth, and waved the peachwood sword in his hand above Yang Qiuchi's head.

After dancing for a while, he took out a folded piece of paper from his arms, unfolded it and placed it on the altar next to Yang Qiuchi, jumped and waved the peachwood sword while chanting the spell, and grabbed the top of Yang Qiuchi's head with the other hand, and then smashed something illusory in his hand into the white paper on the altar, and continued to recite the mantra.

After chanting for a long time, he picked up the bowl of holy water on the altar, took a sip, and then sprayed it on the paper on the altar. Then he turned to look triumphantly at the villagers watching from the outside of the courtyard, and raised his peachwood sword aloft in the air, waiting for the onlookers to cheer.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no cheering that Zhao Banxian was expecting, but he heard people's discussions.

Zhao Banxian was stunned, could something go wrong? Zhao Banxian stared at the narrowed eyes, looked at the villagers watching from the outside of the courtyard, and saw that they were all staring behind him and pointing, as if they were talking about something. As soon as he turned around, he looked at Yang Qiuchi, and saw that he didn't move, so he sat there well, smiling and looking at himself.

No problem, why not the usual cheers and surprises. Zhao Banxian turned his gaze to the onlookers outside the courtyard in confusion, and suddenly, he noticed that something was wrong, closed his eyes and thought about it, only to recall that it was wrong on the altar.

Zhao Banxian opened his only eye and looked carefully at the altar, only to find that on the piece of talisman paper placed on the altar, there was no ghost with blood on his body and head as usual.

Zhao Banxian thought that he was dazzled, and rubbed his eyes, still so.

He didn't know what went wrong, so he picked up the half bowl of water in his hand, took a sip, and sprayed it on the talisman paper on the altar, but as a result, nothing appeared on the paper.

At this moment, Zhao Banxian was a little panicked, and he didn't know what went wrong, but he quickly stabilized his mind and decided to use fried ghosts to save face.

Zhao Banxian put the porcelain bowl with holy water in his hand on the table and began to gossip and recite words.

Picked up a bone from the altar, grunted at the bone for a few miles, and then gestured to Mrs. Sun. Old Mother Sun nodded, squatted down and lit the firewood under the oil pot.

At this time, Yang Qiuchi asked Zhao Banxian: "Zhao Banxian, can my old problem of not being able to sleep be cured?" ”

Zhao Banxian smiled conceitedly: My lord, you are not the first master to come to me for medical treatment, don't worry, I will take care of it for you. He was about to turn around to look at the oil pot, but was stopped by Yang Qiuchi again: "Sir, I heard that your spells are strong, and the contemptible people admire them very much, can you tell me about your spells?" I especially look up to someone like you who is capable. ”

When Zhao Banxian heard this, he couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and began to talk endlessly and blow with Yang Qiuchi.

This official from Tianfu came to him to tell his fortune, to be honest, it was something that had never happened before, and he still worshiped him so much, and gave so many hexagrams, no wonder this Zhao Banxian was so happy as if he had picked a big ingot.

This Zhao Banxian was foaming at the mouth and was talking happily to Yang Qiuchi, and the old mother boldly stepped forward and reminded: "Old immortal, the oil pot is boiling." ”

Zhao Banxian stopped the car and hurriedly said to Yang Qiuchi: "Yes, yes! I'm going to grab the ghost in you, sir, imprison him to this bone, and then let it go to the oil pot and blow it up!" Your illness will be cured, sir, soon. ”

Yang Qiuchi smiled: "There is Mr. Lao!" ”

Zhao Banxian's only eye blinked, looking very proud. Walking on the seven-star step, chanting words, raising his right hand high, beckoning to the villagers watching outside the courtyard, and then, the right hand grabbed a few handfuls on Yang Qiuchi's head, as if he had grabbed something, and threw it on the bone of the altar, and then looked at the tumbling oil pot and chanted a word.

At this time, the onlookers knew that ** was coming soon, and their emotions were high, and they shouted:

"Blow it up!"

"Blow that demon up!"

"Good! Zhao Banxian is so powerful, don't let it go like this! ”

"Let it die!"

…… Zhao Banxian knew how to incite the audience's emotions very well, seeing that the oil pot was already hot and the green smoke was rising, and then said to Yang Qiuchi: "Uncle, I have to see if this oil pot is boiling first, if it doesn't roll, this ghost imprisoned in the bones will not be blown up, then we will be busy in vain." ”

With that, he grinned and slammed his hand into the boiling oil pot.

"Ah~!" With a miserable scream, Zhao Banxian withdrew his right hand, took a few steps back, and sat on the ground with a bang, the right hand that was stretched into the oil pot just now had already opened its skin and flesh, emitting an unpleasant smell of roasted pigs.

Zhao Banxian rolled on the ground screaming and wailing, and almost fainted in pain.

At this moment, all the villagers who were watching the excitement were dumbfounded. Zhao Banxian's spell to catch the ghost in the oil pot, they don't know how many times they have seen it, why this time Zhao Banxian's hand seems to have been really fried.

Lu Xueru's concubine Shen also exclaimed, and her face changed. Mi Li Zheng was even more shocked and his eyes straightened, he didn't know how many times he had seen this Zhao Banxian fried ghost, and he succeeded again and again, it was as easy as a snap, and he didn't know what happened this time. I helped this Zhao Banxian brag in front of Yang Qiuchi and others for a long time, and this time the cowhide was blown up.

The old mother Sun was also frightened, until she saw Zhao Banxian rolling on the ground with her hand that was hot with boiling oil, and then she panicked and ran over, but she didn't know what to do?

Yang Qiuchi looked at Zhao Banxian strangely and asked, "Sir, what's wrong with you?" Could it be that this ghost on me is too powerful to bite you back? ”

Where did Zhao Banxian still have the strength to answer Yang Qiuchi's question, and the little strength left in the fruit was all used for screaming and wailing.

Song Yun'er was very surprised, she looked at Yang Qiuchi, and then at Zhao Banxian who was rolling on the ground, and thought about it intently, as if she had found the reason inside, but she couldn't see it clearly.

(To be continued)