"Don't want pigs," Si Yin snorted coldly, "If you regret it, be my little lady." ”

What?

I didn't react a little, but Si Yin turned his head to the big white snake and said, "Qingying, send the two of them back." ”

After Si Yin finished speaking, the big white snake called Qingying picked up his father and the third master and put them on his back, Si Yin took advantage of my inattention to twist my collar again, and threw me on top of the big white snake's head without much effort.

I was so frightened that I hurriedly hugged Qingying's snake head and roared, "Can you stop throwing me next time!" What if I do fall to my death?! ”

I was completely angry, but Si Yin didn't even look at me.

"You're walking too slowly."

After saying that, it disappeared in place in an instant, and the big white snake also snorted, like an arrow off the string, it flew out, and swam away quickly, the wind on both sides was like a knife hoping to blow my face, and I couldn't see the front clearly, and after about a few minutes, the big white snake finally stopped.

When I looked up, I saw that I was at the gate of my house.

The big white snake put down my father and the third master, and turned into white light and returned to my right wrist, and Si Yin did not appear again.

I took my father and the third master back to the room, and hurried to find Zhang Cripple.

Zhang Cripple was woken up by me, I briefly said a few words to him, and Zhang Cripple came to my house with a medicine bag on his back.

He looked back and forth at his father and the third master, checked the pulse, and after about ten minutes, Zhang lame said to me: "Your father and the third master are fine." ”

No way? I'm a little skeptical.

"Are you alright? But how could they be okay with pale faces and weak breathing? ”

Zhang Cripple turned his head to look at me, "Warm girl, they are not sick, they are being bewitched." ”

I was stunned, "Demagoguery? How? ”

In the police station just now, the father and the third master are indeed like marionettes and let Qianxue manipulate them, since Zhang Cripple said that it was not a disease, it must have been killed by Qianxue.

Zhang Lizi rummaged through the medicine bag, took out a few hay plants, and two yellow talismans.

Zhang Cripple burned these two talismans, mixed them with paper ash and water, boiled them and put in the herbs, boiled them for more than half an hour, and then fed a bowl to his father and the third master.

Then Zhang Cripple also told me that early tomorrow morning, I must boil glutinous rice porridge for my father and third master to drink, and after explaining, Zhang Cripple left.

It's been more than two o'clock in the morning.

But I didn't feel sleepy at all, because my uncle was kidnapped by Qianxue, and now I don't know where it is, and my father is in a coma again, so I can't come up with an idea at all.

At half past four, I went to prepare glutinous rice porridge, boiled for more than an hour, and it was already seven o'clock in the morning after feeding.

I found Boss Lan and carried the third master back, and when Boss Lan saw that the third master was unconscious, he asked me what was going on.

Boss Lan's tone was a little aggressive, as if I had done this to the third master, I was a little angry, so I said a word.

"The third master went to the police station yesterday afternoon and didn't come back in the middle of the night, don't you know how to go and see if you're a son? Now come and ask me, how do I know what's wrong?! ”

Boss Lan was stunned, snorted and left with the third master on his back.

And at this time, my father woke up.

I quickly helped my dad up, his face was not very good, but compared to last night, it was much better.

"Dad, how do you feel?"

I hurriedly asked, and my father was slightly panting.

"I'm fine...... Where's your uncle? ”

My nose was slightly sour, and I told my father everything that happened last night, including Si Yin and Qing Ying.

After hearing this, Dad stared blankly ahead.

"Blame me...... I accidentally fell into a trap and hurt Tingjun...... It's hurt you, too - cough cough cough ......"

Dad couldn't breathe well, and he coughed violently when he was slightly excited.

I hurriedly helped my dad to lie down, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep again.

I was also exhausted, so I went back to my room for a nap and woke up to it was past four o'clock in the afternoon.

When I went downstairs, my father was already up and sitting on the edge of the bed, smoking a cigarette in a daze, and there was an iron pickaxe and a shovel beside him.

I didn't know what my dad was going to do, and I was hesitating to call him, but I saw that my dad suddenly snuffed out the cigarette butt, stood up, picked up the pickaxe, picked it up, aimed it at the concrete floor, and smashed it hard.