Chapter 228: Soul Healing

Xiao Er went to see the boss and the cook with his ancestors, and found that the flesh of the two of them had shrunk and their skin was pale. The boss is out of breath and the chef is dying.

"The boss died because he was sucked in by all five ghosts. The chef was inhaled by three ghosts, and although he fell seriously ill, he at least saved his life. The storyteller explained.

Someone interjected: "Didn't that ghost say that your ancestors would be blessed and be able to be parents and officials?" Did your ancestors pass the imperial examination? Is it really an official? ”

The man replied, "Later, my ancestor went to Beijing to take the exam, and sure enough, he was on the list. That one-eyed ghost really knows how to look at people. After that incident, my ancestors did not dare to be greedy for money after taking office in the local area, let alone kill easily. He was an honest official all his life, and he also taught our future generations to eat more vegetarian dishes and less meat. Now I can still see the stone tablet on the local people praising my ancestors in Linxiang. "Linxiang is a neighboring county of our county, and it also belongs to Yueyang City.

The man who interjected said, "If the one-eyed one is not a ghost, I really want it to give me a plan to see if I can develop in the future." Hey. ”

Xuan Po said angrily: "You are still joking, Mr. Ichimoku came here, it will not be as simple as just worshipping the old man." Master Ma also said just now that as soon as they appear, they will bring epidemics, so everyone should be careful. You're still in the mood for a joke. Be careful, Mr. Ichimoku will be the first to suck your essence! ”

The election lady was just talking casually, but I didn't expect that Mr. Ichimoku was really the first to find the person who interjected.

The person who intervened was a resident of Wentian Village, and his family lived in the first house from Changshan Village to Wentian Village, with the door facing the main road. Perhaps that's why Mr. Ichimoku found him in the first place. I don't remember his real name, but people who knew him called him Wen Sazi, because there was something wrong with his eyes, one eye was normal, and the other eye was not in a normal place, but it was asymmetrically in the corner of the eye. In this way, when you talk to someone, you will feel that they are not looking at you, but at you, as if there is another person next to you.

In our local dialect, such people are called "sazi". It would be rude to give someone a nickname like that, but luckily he didn't care much. Later, he really developed, made a lot of money doing business outside, and after having money, he underwent surgery in the provincial capital and cured his asymmetrical eye. Now every time I go home to see my grandfather, I still have to pass through Wentian Village. Sometimes I can meet him, and no one calls him Wen Sazi anymore, but Wen Jin Bar.

The nickname Wen Jin Bar is a compliment, and the former Wen Sazi was very satisfied with the nickname "Wen Jin Bar", but these two nicknames directly lead to me not knowing his real name to this day.

Wen Sazi listened to the frightening of the mother-in-law, and hurriedly ran to the grandfather's side: "Master Ma, you have to subdue them." Although the first one to look for may not be me, I am sure that one day it will come to harm me. You've even packed up the Precious Taoist and the female pervert, you must be okay with these five little ghosts, right? ”

Speaking of female perverts, an uncomfortable expression appeared on the face of the chosen woman.

There was no one at Grandpa's table just now, but now a large group immediately gathered and ran around in this greenhouse like flies.

Grandpa sighed and said, "I'm still very strong now, and again, I'm getting old, and my body isn't recovering as fast as before." I'm afraid it's powerless. ”

Wen Sazi asked his grandfather, "How long will it take for you to recover?" One day? Two days? ”

Grandpa opened his left hand, which often held a cigarette. Five fingers stood straight under the eyes of the people.

"Five days?" Wen Sazi asked, looking at the grandfather's side, as if he didn't believe the data given by his grandfather, and wanted to ask the person next to him whether the data was true or false.

"Five months." Grandpa said briefly.

"So long? Who's going to deal with Mr. Ichimokuchi? Wen Sazi panicked, not knowing if it was Xuan Po's words that really scared him, or if he had a premonition that Mr. Ichimoku would be the first to come to him. The people around immediately talked about it.

"Why don't you ask a crooked Taoist priest to help you first?" The election woman asked for everyone's opinions, "You can't let Mr. Ichimoku have no scruples with us, right?" ”

"Aren't ghosts afraid of scolding? The four grandmothers in your village are very good at scolding! "Wen Sazi was going to say it to me, but his eyes still didn't focus on me." It's good that we can scold like the fourth grandmother when we see ghosts. No wonder her old man has never been afraid of ghosts, ghosts are afraid of her. ”

I remembered the scene when the fourth grandmother fought with the water ghost in order to save her grandson. Mom said that the fourth grandmother has an iron mouth, which is really appropriate to describe it.

"Although ghosts are afraid of scolding, you have to scold on the point. Scold them for their weaknesses, scold them for their sore spots. Otherwise, it won't be of much use. An old man interjected, "Like the four grandmothers in their village, she has her own way of scolding, whoever steals her chickens, she can scold the person who stole the chickens and automatically send the chickens back." Which of you can do it? ”

Grandpa nodded.

"In that case, we still have to ask the crooked Taoist priest for help." Wen Sazi shrank down and said as if he was afraid of the cold.

However, the crooked Taoist priest seems to be hiding in his small building, and I heard that there are debt collectors who are troublesome to him. He doesn't even dare to go downstairs now, how can he help us? The old man said again.

Everyone turned their attention to Grandpa for help.

The grandmother asked her grandfather, "You are not in good health, can you ask the doctor to get some medicine to eat, you may get better soon?" Otherwise, we really can't deal with Mr. Ichimoku. Everyone nodded as if the chicken pecked rice.

"I said I wasn't well, but I didn't actually have any pain. So it's useless to ask a doctor to see you. Grandpa said.

"No pain? Asking a doctor is useless? Xuan Po asked in surprise.

Grandpa said, "Yes." This time, I didn't hurt my body, but my soul. If it had been my body this time, I would have turned into a puddle of water. Because my father gave me a way to deal with the Rose Taoist and the female pervert in another way, the backlash was much less. But as long as it is done, there will be a backlash. I burned the soul of the Precious Taoist this time, and its soul has disappeared in reincarnation, so my soul has also suffered a certain reaction. ”

The people around listened to Grandpa's explanation with their mouths open.

Grandpa paused, and then said, "The doctor gave me injections and medicines, which can only improve my blood and qi flow, but cannot restore the injury of my soul. ”

"Is there no other way?" Wen Sazi asked anxiously.

Grandpa smiled indifferently: "Unless that doctor is also a ghost, he can treat my soul." ”

"Heal souls?" Wen Sazi's face suddenly wilted like a frosted eggplant.