"Tell me to seduce the Yakshas?" Xuan Po's eyes widened, and her eyeballs almost burst out of her sockets, and she looked at the Taoist priest in disbelief.

The Taoist priest patted Xuanpo on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Actually, you don't need to take the initiative to seduce it. ”

Xuan Po let out a sigh of relief, and her eyes retracted.

"As long as you respond positively to its seduction, you'll be fine." The Rose Daoist said coldly. Xuan's eyes widened again. The third aunt looked at the Taoist priest and then at the mother-in-law, looking at her at a loss.

Worming mouth, Daoist Gui took a helpless breath, lowered his head and said: "I know this makes you embarrassed, but in order to catch it and not affect other innocent people, I hope you can agree." Without waiting for the mother-in-law's answer, the Taoist priest turned to ask the third aunt: "Quick, take us to the house of the deceased." Don't let the Yaksha get your hands on it, it's too late to go. ”

The third aunt hurriedly got up from the chair and led the Taoist priest out without saying a word. The elector didn't bother arguing for herself, and hurriedly followed them out.

As soon as they walked to the laundry pool, several laundry women hurriedly lost their clothes hammers and ran up to tell the third aunt: "It's terrible, her mother passed by here just now, saying that she was going to invite a doctor to come to the house, and she was about to give birth." Xuan Po and the Precious Taoist were stunned when they heard this.

The third aunt waved her hand and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense, you are less than six months pregnant." Not to mention six months, even less than four months, what is the birth? ”

One woman said, "I lied to you for fun? Her mother had just passed by, and when we saw her in a hurry, we asked. A few of them who are doing laundry here have heard it. Several people behind her nodded their heads. The woman whispered again, "I see that the Yaksha ghost is already in the belly of the dying. Maybe it's going to hurt the child. After speaking, she glanced at the Taoist priest intentionally or unintentionally, as if this sentence meant to be said to him, and it depended on what he did. Naturally, several other people also set their eyes on the Precious Taoist priest wearing a hat and a raincoat.

The Taoist priest waved at Xuan Po and told him to bring his ears over. Xuan Po hurriedly put her ear to the side of his mouth. The Rose Taoist muttered something to Xuan Po. Xuan Po nodded frequently, and then left in a panic.

"Why is he going?" The third aunt asked.

"I told him to go get something and be right back." The priest replied.

"How can I help?" The third aunt saw that the mother-in-law was gone, and took the initiative to ask for help.

Daoist Rose didn't look at the third aunt, but glanced at the laundry women opposite, and finally fell on the third aunt next to him. These women didn't know what the purpose of the Rose Daoist's eyes was.

"If you really want to help, you can." The Rose Daoist retracted his eyes, thought for a moment, and said.

"How can I help?" The third aunt was a little impatient.

The Rose Taoist priest leaned into the third aunt's ear and whispered some words. After hearing this, the third aunt turned to a few laundry women and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to do something." Several women hurriedly followed the third aunt away.

There was a row of soaked clothes of various colors on the edge of the laundry, and the mallets were thrown aside, and no one was around. If you don't know and see these sights, you must wonder: What is going on? The laundry hammers and clothes are here, why are the people gone?

Pulling the brim of his hat, the Rosewood priest hurried to the house of the deceased. Although he didn't know where his home was, his nose already smelled a familiar smell, and no matter what the hell it was, it couldn't escape his nose. He has a not-so-nice nose, but his sense of smell is unusually sharp, which is an aspect of his pride. Thinking like this, he couldn't help but smile smugly.

If anyone is surprised to see no one next to the laundry sink, it is no more surprising than to see a scarecrow walking next to the laundry sink and still smiling to himself.

The houses here are all built on the hill, and they are as messy as mahjong on a card table. Priests weave their way through the messy buildings, looking for the source of the scent. The familiar smell was like an invisible rope, pulling the Rose's nose and gradually shortening, leading the Rosewood to quickly approach the end of the rope.

The closer you get to the source of the smell, the stronger the smell becomes, and the faster the Rose's footsteps become. Of course, this smell is something that no one else can smell. But I don't know if grandpa can smell it. I remember that when I used to catch water ghosts with my grandfather, it was raining in the sky, and my grandfather took a few drops of rain and smelled it, saying that the rain smelled of noise. And I can't smell anything.

After passing through four or five lanes, turning six or seven turns, and jumping over ** drainage ditches, the Rose Taoist finally stopped abruptly in front of a house.

This is one of the houses that are the same over and over again. Green tile mud wall, symmetrical structure, couplets are pasted on both sides of the gate, and a blessing character is pasted upside down on the gate. There were three or two old hens digging in the dirt in the floor in front of the door, and when they saw a scarecrow suddenly appear, they scattered in all directions. If it were someone else, the hens here wouldn't run away when they saw them, so it was easy to catch chickens that couldn't cage at night. I remember when I was a child, I helped my mother catch chickens back to the cage, just hold it with both hands, it will never struggle to resist, and it will be obedient like a child who has fallen asleep.

The priest walked to the closed door, listened quietly for a while, and vaguely heard a woman's cry, which should be the death of a child. The Noble Priest sniffed vigorously, his brows furrowed, and shook his head.

"Is it there?" The Rose Priest shouted.

"Who?" Inside he replied, followed by a cry of pain.

"It's me, Noble Daoist." The Rose Taoist priest replied.

"Oh, the door is unlocked, push it open with a push. Hasn't my mom come back yet? Ouch, it hurts so much! He inhaled and said, "My mother called you over, right?" I also suspect that I am evil, how can anyone be born so early? My stomach hurts so much that I can't do it. Can you help me see if there is anything unclean in the house. ”

The priest stretched out his hand and pushed, and the door creaked open. A damp air filled the room, and the Noble Priest frowned and waved his hand in front of his nose.

The hall is quite clean, but the humidity is very heavy. On the left side of the hall are about a dozen sacks of rice stacked on two thin benches, which are to keep out the tide. On the right side of the wall is a threshing machine, and the threshing drum is removed and placed next to it. Many farmhouses are furnished like this.

He walked out of the back room with his stomach crossed and greeted the Taoist priest. Due to the pain, the hair on the front stuck to the sweaty forehead. The handsome face surprised the Rosewood priest.

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