Chapter 195: Into the Ground

As soon as these words came out, I was stunned, what is the body of yin and evil, and what is a person is a ghost.

Of course I'm human!

"Don't scare me, old man, of course I'm human."

But he didn't seem to hear me, and he was talking to himself as if no one was around, "I'll just say why the two masters didn't take your life, it turned out that your non-yang and non-yin body made them a little confused, I was a little confused before, but now I understand." ”

"Old man! Listen to me, I'm a human being, not a ghost, I have a shadow! ”

His attention seemed to be drawn back by me, but he still didn't want to talk to me, so he sat motionless outside the temple gate, as if he was looking at me.

"Xiao'er, let me ask you, have you ever sacrificed your body to a ghost?"

I quickly said, "Of course not!" ”

I imagined it a little bit with my brain, which was lacking in imagination, and I couldn't even imagine what it would be like to worship the ghost.

"Don't scare me, old man!"

"Child, can you swap bodies with evil creatures?"

I hurriedly shook my head, "How can I?" but I was stunned halfway through the words.

I've changed...

I have really changed, when I was under the Monkey Temple, I was changed by the earth spirits, so that I don't dare to think deeply about it until now.

It's just that occasionally when I think of how my body used to become, my stomach churns and I want to vomit.

"Xiao'er, why are you dumb?"

Now, I don't want to hide it from him.

Because I think that with this old man's knowledge, maybe he can solve this matter for me.

"I'll tell you the truth, old man, I used to meet a black figure in a very strange place, and I was touched by it, and soon my consciousness jumped from the original place to another place. I reckon, probably like you said, my body was transferred. ”

"Oops! And so it was! The old man sighed loudly.

"Xiao'er, you have been replaced by an evil thing, if the old man guessed correctly, the black shadow that once touched you should be a demon wandering in the curse hall."

The curse hall, maybe it's the burial hall.

This old man is indeed an expert.

Hearing this, I felt like I had grabbed a life-saving straw, and poured everything out in one go, "I went to a burial hall, there is a very big giant shadow in it, and there are a lot of things chasing me and biting me, but I don't see what it looks like, and there is a big fish that looks exactly like my face, and those black shadows, old man, can you tell me what the hell is going on?" ”

The old man kept shaking his head while I was talking, and when I finished speaking, she couldn't wait to say: "Can't you go to the curse hall, all you encounter are some evil things, especially the huge black shadow, it must be a causal fetus formed by the collection of resentful ghosts, but I have never heard of such a big causal fetus, and it is simply fateful for you to come out, child!" ”

"Old man, what the hell is that little black shadow, it has been imitating my movements, but it always remembers touching me, and it was only after I was touched that it slowly began to change, and it didn't take long for me to be transferred by him."

The old man didn't answer me immediately, he stretched out his hand as if he was turning something in his arms, so I continued: "Old man, I learned mantras, and my master's name is Huahai, are you my senior?" ”

The old man said while putting his pockets on, "Sure enough, the old man's name is Ma Lang, and the descendants of the old man who are not in the face should be a generation higher than your master in terms of seniority." ”

Ma Lang...

Didn't I just meet a Malang...

"Old man... I just met a Malang..."

"What?!"

The old man roared in disbelief, and at the same time, a familiar figure suddenly appeared behind him, who raised his right hand, and suddenly a cold light shone into my eyes.

He's got a knife in his hand!

The old man was nimble, and at the same time as the knife was chopped off, he rolled on the ground and flipped over to my side, and then reached out and slapped the angry King Kong in the mouth behind me.

At the temple gate, a stone gate was lowered!

Then I felt like an earthquake, and the sky shook with a "boom, boom", and the old man held my arm tightly all the time.

After about two or three minutes, everything finally calmed down, and the old man and I were in absolute darkness.

"Old man..."

A faint smell of blood tightened my nose, right in the old man's direction.

It dawned on me that he probably didn't dodge that stab!

He was still hacked!

"Old man, you're all right! Did you get cut?! ”

The old man snorted softly, it should be painful, "Xiao'er, you have to be careful... Don't end up like me. That Ma Lang is my doppelganger, but I didn't expect to fall for his trick here today. ”

In fact, when I heard the name Ma Lang before, I probably realized the seriousness of this matter.

Maybe my body before I was dropped by the black shadow was looking for me somewhere.

"Old man, I have a simple first aid kit in my bag, don't talk, I'll find a way to bandage you, if it's a flesh wound, it doesn't matter."

I first took out a flashlight from my bag and stuck the lid that diffused the light, and the Erlang Temple suddenly brightened.

The old man was lying next to me, and a deep cut was made in his left shoulder, but fortunately, the muscles in this position were relatively thick, and he didn't cut the nerves or bones, but the old man's left hand definitely couldn't be raised.

I opened the first aid kit, took out a small can of hydrogen peroxide and poured it on the wound, and then took out normal saline to rinse it again.

Fortunately, he didn't die, so I have to say that this old man is tough enough.

After this series of drumming and treatment, the bleeding from the wound almost stopped, and finally the stitches remained.

It is impossible for me to sew the old man with a needle and thread, I am notoriously clumsy, I remember that my grandmother taught me to sew buttons, I sat there and struggled for a long time, and as a result, I sewed my grandfather's shirt directly on my thigh pants.

I rummaged through the first aid kit and finally found a pack of no-suture band-aids, this thing is easy to operate, the general principle is a "figure-8" band-mouth sticker, stick it across the wound, and then there is a small plastic strip in the middle, and you can pull the wound on both sides together and put it up, so as to play the role of temporary suture.

After treating the old man's wounds, I wanted to get him some water to drink.

But when I turned around, I saw my bag moving there, accompanied by the sound of pulling the plastic bag, as if it contained a puppy.

"Uncle... I seem to have something in my bag..."