The old man took a puff of smoke rings, "Have you heard of Tianluo girl?" ”

"Huh? I've heard of it. ”

"Ahem, it happened just two months ago, after the young man came, a lot of strange things happened in the village. Originally, in a poor and remote area like ours, we could only grow potatoes and sweet potatoes in the fields, but I didn't expect tomatoes to grow that day. ”

“……？”

"We are poor, and we can only sell potatoes every year just enough to fill our stomachs, and we won't mention anything else. Unexpectedly, after returning from work, the rice jar at home was full. ”

“……？？”

"You also saw this situation in my house, it was good to be able to shelter from the wind and rain, but I didn't expect it to become brand new overnight."

“……？？？”

No, this doesn't follow the routine!

"Wait, isn't there any haunting?" I hurriedly interjected, the more this old man spoke, the more evil he became, and he really felt like a snail girl.

"At first, we thought that the house was haunted, and the mice in the rice bowl that bottomed out the day before saw it and were disgusted, and the next day the rice tank was full, not to mention, the house was full of big fish and meat." A look of nostalgia and confusion appeared on the old man's face.

I was even more confused, "You said that the house was renovated, there is rice and meat, how come we are seeing ...... now" I didn't dare to explain it.

Wen Mo raised his eyebrows, acquiescing to my question.

"Eh, it's all the people in the village who are so bad-hearted. I was naturally happy to see this, but I was also worried about whether the young man was a mountain spirit monster, and while protecting the things at home, I went to the door to question the young man. ”

"And then?"

"They drove the young people away."

“……”

I really don't know what to do.

Wen Mo held back a smile, "Old man, you guys, I really don't know what to say." It's obvious that some gods have come down to do good deeds, and you actually beat the young people away, I don't understand this reason. ”

A sad look appeared on the old man's face: "I understand this truth. Our village has been closed for hundreds of years, and it is very repulsive to outsiders, although it is self-sufficient, but there are still young people who can't stand to go to other places to work. finally encountered a good thing, everyone felt taboo in their hearts, and always felt that they could get more benefits by forcing the door, but they didn't know ......"

"I don't know that young man is also stubborn, right?" Wen Mo got up and smiled: "He should still be nearby now, why don't I find him out and ask him clearly." ”

After speaking, Wen Mo got up and was about to leave.

I hurriedly stopped Wen Mo: "What about Zhang Han?" ”

"Hold on to it." Wen Mo dropped this sentence and went out in style.

Leaving me and the old man staring at each other.

"Ahem, young man, it's getting late, do you want to go to bed first?"

The old man lit the oil lamp and lowered his head to look at Zhang Han.

Zhang Han's condition is getting worse and worse, not only can't he wake up, but even his face has become a lot grayer.

What's going on?

I raised two fingers and nodded Zhang Han's forehead, and immediately felt that something was wrong.

When did Zhang Han lose his soul? Generally speaking, you lose your soul when you are frightened, and we didn't encounter anything along the way, so it stands to reason that this will not happen.

Could it be when you fall out?

But it's not right, Wenmo has seen Zhang Han, and he didn't say anything.

There is no way, only to call the soul.

"Old man, can you prepare a bowl of water, is there a knife or anything like that at home? Borrow your bed again. ”

I still learned several methods from Wen Mo, but I'm not sure if Zhang Han's soul was scared away or hooked away by something, so I can only use a more secure way.

The old man would be generous, and pushed open another room for me to take Zhang Han in.

This room was also miserable, there was nothing but a bed, and the mattress was better than what he had brought out before.

I put Zhang Han on the bed, the old man rummaged through the cabinets and found a fruit knife, I inserted the fruit knife at the head of the bed, and then lit three incense sticks and stood on it.

put the water at Zhang Han's feet, took out a yellow talisman, lit it on the incense, and threw it into the water.

"Zhang Han Zhang Han, the soul is back."

I read it three times.

There was no movement.

Failed to call the soul?

I shouted three more times, but there was still no response.

Now I'm really panicking, I've tried two or three times to call the soul, although the time limit is different each time, the fastest is five minutes, the slowest is an hour, the soul is back, and the slowest one also gave me a feedback, this time there was no reaction at all.

Could it be that the soul is detained?

Looks like it's going to have to be done differently.

I was just about to pull out the knife at the head of the bed, when Zhang Han suddenly opened his eyes, and after his eyes turned around in a dull circle, he shouted at me, "Dad!" ”

…… What's wrong with this kid? Wake up and call Daddy?

"Daddy!" Zhang Han sat up straight, and suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged ...... Geezer.

“？？？”

I looked confused, and my raised hand stopped in mid-air in embarrassment.

The old man was also caught off guard by Zhang Han's hug, and was stunned in place, probably wondering when he would have another son.

"Daddy, I'm finally back, Daddy!" Zhang Han cried with a handful of tears, and I patted Zhang Han carefully: "I said Zhang Han, this father can't be recognized, this old man can be your grandfather." ”

"Who are you?"

Zhang Han suddenly turned his head to look at me, "What did I call my father to do with you?" ”

That expression, that tone, that demeanor, all changed.

I was stunned for a moment, and a sense of foreboding came over me.

"Are you...... Is it Chong'er? The old man's eyes widened in disbelief, he turned his head to look at the other side, and then looked at Zhang Han, "Are you really Chong'er?" ”

"Yes, yes, I'm Chong'er!" Zhang Han nodded like pounding garlic: "Dad, you don't know, I've been wandering outside these days, and I finally came back, but you always ignore me when I want to talk to you......"

"Wait," I cupped my forehead, "You are the son of an old man, so why are you in Zhang Han's body?" ”

"Zhang Han?" Zhang Han glanced down at himself and shouted out.

"This, this, this...... What's going on? ”

"Old man, please open another room and let me see your son."

The old man was also a little incredulous, and hurried out to open another room, and I walked in to see a stranger lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Looks like it's been lying down for a while.

I said something was wrong, I called the soul in the right way, but the soul I called back was wrong.

"This is impossible, if your son also lost his soul, if he is called back, he should be on his own body, how did he fall on my friend's god?" I muttered, walked over to the bed, and tapped the old man's son's forehead.

This child is even more serious, three souls and seven spirits have lost two souls and five souls, and now there is only one soul and two souls in his body.

If the other two souls and five spirits are now back in Zhang Han's body, then where did Zhang Han's soul go?

I called again the way I had just done, and it was good, but the old man's son didn't respond at all.

"Zhang Han" is very happy, holding the old man and chattering all the time, but after all, the old man has a short knowledge, and he has not gained a son like Zhang Han coldly, and he has not slowed back for a while.

"There's no way, just wait for my master to come back." I sat aside in frustration, wanting to cry without tears, and Wenmo was about to scold me for not being good at learning.

"Child, can you really bring the soul back?" The old man finally reacted and looked at me a little nervously.

I nodded, "Yes, yes, but you've seen this situation, and it's not the original soul that was called back...... Yes! ”

I grabbed my hair in frustration.

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly took out the two hundred yuan that Wenmo gave him and stuffed it into my hand: "Great, great!" Little brother, I beg you for one thing...... The young people of the other families in this village have also lost their souls in this way, and I am not the only one in my family, so please help me call them all back. ”

"What? Anyone else? ”

The old man hurriedly led me out, and the further I went, the more I realized that there were more than two or three people here.

It's a fairly large village, with at least fifty households.

Listening to the old man's meaning, all those in the family who were under the age of thirty lost their souls overnight and fell unconscious, and they still can't find the reason.

In addition, the remote location and the lack of a doctor, all families are worried about their sons or daughters.

I was also taken aback, this is the first time I have encountered such a large number of soul loss situations.