The panic subsided, the big fish died, and those who didn't die also fled, but there was a stench on the river surface that persisted for a long time.

In Los Angeles, they have been in the army all the year round, and they always have gold sore medicine on their bodies, which has stopped the bleeding of those who have been injured. A few of them were particularly seriously injured, and they were placed in the ancestral hall of the village for the doctor to diagnose and treat.

The patriarch's body was still temporarily placed in the hut behind the ancestral hall, and Shen Lingjun asked Shen He and Mao Li to guard it.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and when all these are done, the sky is already bright.

In the small courtyard closest to the river, Huan'er was laid flat on a square wooden table.

Ye Qingzhi took out the needle in the cloth bag from the medicine box and nodded to Tang Tang.

Tang Tang untied the cloth bag, and inside were a lot of glass bottles, all of which were the same size on the outside, but the piston lid was of a different color. She found the blue bottle, pulled out the cap, gently placed it on the table, and then pulled out the blue red stamen from behind her back and put it to her mouth to play.

The flute is dull and has an uncomfortable buzzing sound.

Just when everyone covered their ears, countless butterflies were drawn out of the bottle one after another, this butterfly was not the same as the ordinary one, the whole body was close to transparent color, only the wings were flying, flashing blue light.

The butterfly flew out of the bottle, flapped its wings at the command of the flute, flew to the wound and stopped.

Everyone looked at each other without blinking, and said in amazement: "What is this?" ”

"Heal." Tang Tang put down the flute with an expression of whether you are stupid or not.

Using butterflies to heal his wounds, Shen Lingjun was a little suspicious, and leaned over to look: "This...... Does it work? ”

Tang Tang turned the flute with one hand, bit his finger and said, "Actually...... It's the first time I've tried it, but it's a dead horse as a live horse doctor. ”

Everyone has a black line, and they always feel that she is trying a novel toy.

Only Ye Qingzhi, who was applying needles to detoxify, was thoughtful: "This is the legendary Bi Die, I heard that it is one of the ancient witchcraft of the Miao people, which can quickly ease the wounds of the injured and have a miraculous effect on the treatment, I have only heard of it, but I didn't expect it to be real." ”

Tang Tang played with the flute in his hand and praised: "I know the goods, I gave them a name, called Xiaobi, if it weren't for the emergency, I would be reluctant to take it out, and I have raised it for a long time." ”

The others twitched the corners of their mouths at the same time, and Xiaobi ...... It's a casual name, isn't it?

After a cup of tea, Bi Die moved, her transparent wings fanned, and she gracefully crossed a long arc in the air, and returned to the bottle.

Tang Tang re-closed the lid and patted the bottle gently: "Good, sleep." ”

Shen Lingjun said happily: "It's really stopped." ”

Everyone looked at the wound, not to mention that the original bleeding wound stopped, and the wound under the blood stain seemed to have a thin scar, and I couldn't help but feel magical.

Tang Tang glanced at it and said with a smile: "Oh, it's really useful." ”

Zhao Qi stared at the bottle in her hand, thinking about whether to get tens of thousands of bottles too, it was a miracle medicine, it was so easy to use.

Tang Tang noticed his gaze, hid the bottle behind him, and snorted: "Don't think about it, this bottle alone can be raised for almost ten years, but it is troublesome, and it is estimated that you will have to sleep for three months before you wake up at this time." ”

Everyone opened their mouths wide and was surprised: "It is only treated once in three months?" ”

Tang Tang turned his head: "What do you think?" She opened her bag and packed up her bottles and jars.

Shen Changfeng glanced at it curiously: "What are those?" ”

Tang Tang squinted, took out a glass bottle with a green lid, and asked, "Want to see it?" ”

Shen Changfeng always felt that she was smiling with bad intentions, so he couldn't help but take a step back and waved his hand again and again: "Uh, it's not ......"

Tang Tang lifted the lid violently, and when he heard the sound of "quack~", an unknown object jumped out and jumped towards Shen Changfeng. He reacted quickly, his body flashed, and the thing fell on the table, and he looked down, toad? Or a frog?

Su Musha glanced at it and silently retreated to the door.

Tang Tang stretched out his hand and gently stroked the thing, stretched out his hand to point at Shen Changfeng, and said with a wicked smile: "Xiao Gua, bite him!" ”

The frog or toad called Xiao Quack really chased Shen Changfeng and bit it, and for a while, the chickens and dogs in the whole yard jumped.

Seeing that Shen Changfeng was so embarrassed, Tang Tang laughed loudly, and he couldn't straighten his waist with a smile.

Next to him, Ye Qingzhi finally put away the needle, straightened up and said: "The poison has gone, now carry him to the room, I want to give him an arm, and Luo Cheng will help me." ”

Ye Qingzhi was busy with this work, and she was busy from dawn to dark and dawn.

The owner of the courtyard is an old couple, and the children have all started a family and set up another door, so Zhao Qi let them temporarily arrange other places to live during the play.

Shen Lingjun asked Yu Deshui to come forward and inform the villagers that they should not engage in any more sacrificial activities, because the patriarch was dead and so many people were injured, so the villagers had no idea and responded one by one.

After breakfast at dawn, Shen Lingjun and Su Musha went to the patriarch's house. Originally, he was going to ask the patriarch how the river god told him that he wanted to sacrifice to the living, but before he could ask, the man died.

"Yesterday when Tang Tang was playing the flute, I remembered something." Shen Lingjun and Su Musha walked side by side, and said slowly: "There was also a strange sound before the big fish appeared. ”

"Well, it should be controlled by someone, it is impossible for such a big fish to be in the river," Su Musha nodded.

Shen Lingjun touched his nose and looked disgusted: "And the smell is too stinky, it's not a normal fishy smell at all, I suspect that these fish are domesticated by someone." ”

At the same time, he didn't understand, and wondered: "I didn't feed Ah Hong poison during the last sacrifice, why did I use poison on a child, is it just to make the river god angry, but how can it be the patriarch who died." ”

Su Musha looked at the road ahead and thought: "Maybe the people behind the scenes made a mistake, or maybe they ......."

Shen Lingjun looked at him, instantly thought of something, and his dark eyes were half-narrowed: "Do you want the patriarch to die?!" ”

It's just that it was too chaotic at the time, and no one noticed how the patriarch fell into the water.

"I don't know if you noticed, the patriarch's reaction last night was a little strange." Su Musha recalled the patriarch's every move last night and spoke.

"It's kind of weird." Shen Lingjun held the knife behind his back, leaned over, and blinked, "What did you call me last night?" ”

Su Musha paused, "cough ......"

Shen Lingjun looked at him with a little smugness, and after laughing, he turned around and returned to seriousness: "I see that the patriarch has a wooden expression, his eyes are blank, and his reaction is also sluggish, and he looks like a completely two person I saw before. ”

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the door of the patriarch's house. A fence formed a courtyard, and the door was wide open, and no one was to be seen.

A small plot of land was split on the east side of the yard and some vegetables were planted. On the west side, the earth was raised, and a high platform was made of stones, and some common flowers were planted in it.

In the middle was a gravel-paved path, Shen Lingjun went in and shouted twice, and an old man with gray hair staggered out, looked up at the two of them, and said hesitantly: "You ......"

"Old man, we want to ask you something." Shen Lingjun took pity on her for the loss of her husband, and said in a kind voice.

The old woman didn't speak, she lowered her head and walked inside, and a few bamboo baskets were placed on the ground in the inner hall, and a lot of gold ingots were folded in paper money in the baskets. The old woman sat down on a low stool, picked up the half-folded paper, and continued.

Su Musha stood at the door, Shen Lingjun followed up and squatted in front of her, picked up a piece of paper and learned to fold it, the old woman took it from her hand and threw it aside.

There was silence in the room for a moment, save for the occasional rustle of paper.

After a long time, the old woman's hoarse voice sounded: "Let's go, the old man is gone, let's go." ”

Shen Lingjun stood up, looked around, hooked another small stool with his foot and sat down, and didn't go around in circles, and asked directly, "Is there anything abnormal about Patriarch Ling these days?" ”

“…… No. The old woman hesitated for a moment, stopped her movements, stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, lowered her head and sighed, and said half-sadly and half-complainingly: "If you don't come, there is nothing, why don't you just let us go." ”

Shen Lingjun pursed his lips, was silent for a long time, and said seriously: "Then why don't you refuse to let go of Ah Hong's family." ”

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and sighed deeply: "Retribution, retribution." ”

Shen Lingjun sat opposite, tapped his index finger on the table, stared at her face and said, "You all saw it last night, the river god is just a few big fish, don't do these nonsense things again." ”

The old woman looked blankly at one point and did not answer.

At this time, Su Musha, who had not spoken, spoke: "The flowers outside have not been taken care of for a few days. ”

Sure enough, the summer flowers and plants are luxuriant and grow quickly, and many weeds have emerged under the flowers and leaves.

Speaking of those flowers, the old woman had tears rippling again: "The old man likes to get some flowers and plants, and he usually cleans up diligently. ”

"Daze? What did he tell you? Shen Lingjun took the opportunity to ask.

The old woman shook her head and wiped away her tears: "I didn't respond to shouting him, sometimes I still have words in my mouth, but I can't leave or right the river god, and I don't have time to ask in detail." ”

Su Musha thought for a while and asked, "Have any outsiders been here in the past two days?" ”

The old woman shook her head without hesitation, "If you want to say that there are only outsiders, there are few outsiders in this Jingling Village all year round. ”

After saying that, he remembered something again, and his eyes were full of doubt.

Shen Lingjun saw it and immediately asked, "What did you think of?" ”

"The night before yesterday, when I got up at night, the old man came in from outside...... the old woman frowned: "At that time, the whole person was in a trance, and there was no response to talking to him, and then he pushed him, but he rolled his eyes, and the whole person fell into bed and fell asleep." But when I woke up the next day, I was like a nocturnal person, and I thought maybe I was guilty of nocturnal wandering, so I didn't think much about it, but now that I think about it, something is really wrong. ”

Su Musha asked, "Did he mention what he was doing when he went out at night the next day?" ”

"No, he doesn't even remember how he got out." The old woman shook her head slowly, and asked with a little confusion, "What are you suspicious?" ”

Shen Lingjun didn't answer and asked: "What is the will of the river god, and how does Patriarch Ling know who the river god has chosen?" ”