Mountain ginger wood, this name is an ancient name, I really don't know what it is called in modern times, and I haven't seen it.

The rhizome of this thing is similar to that of ordinary ginger, and the taste is almost identical, but the trunk on it is very similar to bamboo, purple in color, and there is a pungent smell when you get closer.

When you cut open the trunk, you can see the pale yellow liquid inside, these saps are very similar to oil, and they burn when they meet fire, and the rate of burning is simply terrifying, according to records, the entire trunk of a meter high can be burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

It's strange to say that the ginger wood is originally a non-toxic thing, and the smoke from the combustion is also non-toxic, but after the injustice touches the smoke, it can really have a little chemical effect, which is puzzling.

Zuo Ci didn't understand it, so he could only write this thing down in the miscellaneous notes and record it briefly.

"Brother Yi, everything you want is here." A few guys hurriedly ran into the house, put the plastic bag in their hands on the table, and more than a dozen bamboos the thickness of little fingers.

"It's a bit of a waste to take so much." I said something casually, and then walked over to check them one by one, and when I saw that everything was ready, I nodded and told them to close the doors and windows.

The atmosphere in the room was very solemn, and the master stood on the side with a sad face with a vote, and he didn't dare to approach me and the little Buddha at all, for fear that it would affect me if he was not careful, which would lead to the tragic death of the little Buddha in the house and so on.

I first lit the incense that had been prepared in advance, walked over, put the incense in front of the little Buddha's nose, and let the incense burn rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after half a minute, I threw aside the incense that burned so much that only the tail of the incense was left, and continued the following action.

That's right, it all looks fantastic.

The incense burns at the same speed as white paper stained with alcohol, which is much faster than the burning speed of ordinary incense, and they are all curious when they see the master.

In fact, everyone present found a special situation, when the incense was burning, all the smoke it burned was sucked by the nose of the little Buddha, oh no, it should have been drilled into the nose of the little Buddha.

The most exaggerated thing is some smoke that has been drifting around the periphery, there is a distance of about 20 centimeters from the nose of the little Buddha, and suddenly the drifting action stops, and it rushes straight into the nose of the little Buddha.

"Springs and Springs"

"Smack."

"Pulse"

"Smack."

"Water Ditch Cave"

The five copper coins were pasted by me on the Yongquan point on the soles of the little Buddha's feet, as well as the veins of the two hands, and the last copper coin was placed by me in his water ditch point, that is, the position of the middle of the people.

If anyone looks closer, they will definitely find something strange in it.

Because these copper coins were not pressed by me and then stained with something, but when I got close to the little Buddha, the copper coins became like iron nails close to the magnet, and they were pasted with a whoosh, and there was a snapping sound.

"A few of you guys to help." I waved to the group of guys and said, "Five of them." ”

After the helpers got together, I asked them to take an empty bamboo and poke it on the copper coin, they were also puzzled, probably because they couldn't understand what I was going to do next, their eyes were all looking at me, and they didn't squeak when they saw me holding wormwood and walking around the little Buddha.

When everyone was puzzled, I took out the lighter, lit a small pinch of wormwood, and put it on the mouth of the bamboo in the hand of one of the guys, and when I approached the mouth of the bamboo, I heard a scream sound out of thin air, and the wormwood in my hand was sucked into the bamboo by itself, and the smoke billowed out of the mouth of the bamboo.

"You can let go." I said.

The fellow hesitated, then let go of his hand, and then there was a whisper in the room.

The bamboo was still motionless on the copper coin, and the wormwood in the bamboo seemed to be burning endlessly, and the smoke was still pouring out, like a chimney, and the smoke was very uncomfortable.

After that, everything was much easier, I one by one, stuffed the burning wormwood into the bamboo mouth in the hands of the guys, and after all five bamboos were stuffed with wormwood, the little Buddha's face suddenly looked much better, and the ups and downs of his chest and abdomen gradually increased.

Although he still hasn't shown much signs of improvement, he doesn't look like a dead man anymore, does he?

At best, it's like a seriously injured and dying patient who will go down at any time, much better than before.

"Mr. Yi, Xiao Buddha is fine, right?" Master asked worriedly.

I glanced at the smoking bamboos and nodded: "The situation is good, according to this momentum, it is estimated that the little Buddha will wake up in about half an hour." ”

Hearing this, the master suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You guys watch here first, I'll take the cat to eat something, the meal I just ordered on the phone, I guess it's almost there." I put the rest of the wormwood on the table, and then walked out of the house with the cat in my arms, smoking a cigarette outside the door and waiting for the delivery person to arrive.

This restaurant is quite far away from us, but some time ago there a guy brought food back, I felt good after eating once, I asked for the phone of this restaurant, usually want to eat on a phone call for people to deliver to the door, the small life is still very moist.

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered what the little Buddha once said to me, his hobby is to let people deliver goods to the door.

As you know, the little Buddha has two characteristics, one is that he loves to cause trouble, and the other is that he doesn't like to bring bodyguards when he goes out, but only loves to carry guns.

When others hate Little Buddha, they will think, this grandson is a person with a gun when he goes out, how many can he kill? Call more people, won't the little Buddha die miserably on the street?

The result of thinking like this is that the enemy family has the courage to take a large group of people to find revenge on the little Buddha, and then the final ending is what the little Buddha said, home delivery.

Well, from a certain point of view, Little Buddha's statistics are still quite good.

"According to my statistics, 98 percent of the people who come to me to seek revenge end up delivering to my door." When the little Buddha said this to me, he still had an unfathomable face, completely like a high-achieving student graduating from school, and even his eyes were flashing with wisdom.

A few minutes later, the guy who delivered the food delivered me the meal as usual.

The dishes are still the same, boiled pork slices, sizzling squid, plus a pork rib soup, I have to say that the taste of his restaurant is really good, and I still haven't gotten tired of eating it for so long.

When I started moving around the hall and the cat was eating canned food, the guys on Master's side were gone.

"Brother Yi!! Come and see!! This bamboo is cracking!! ”

"Normal." I continued to eat without looking up.

Suddenly, a crackling sound similar to firecrackers suddenly sounded in the room where the little Buddha slept.

Listening to the voice, I mentally estimated the time, and then covered my ears.

The cat looked at me strangely, not understanding what I meant, and continued to eat its favorite can.

In the silence, I saw a few guys running out quickly with their mouths and noses covered, followed by the master who was pushed by the guys, and he was also like everyone else, covering his nose tightly with his hands, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"He threw up?" I asked.

The master nodded with a pale face, let go of the hand covering his mouth and nose, and gasped heavily.

"Did you finish throwing up?" I asked again.

Master nodded again.

I let out a sigh, put down the hand covering my ear, and went on eating.

If I hear the vomiting sound of the little Buddha while eating, I guess I won't be able to eat this meal, it's too disgusting

Just as I picked up the chopsticks, with a sound of footsteps, the little Buddha wiped his mouth and rushed to the hall, looked at the master and the group of guys, and then looked at me who was eating, and scolded.

"What the fuck?"

This is an interrogative sentence.

Little Buddha has a very deep knowledge of language and culture, and he usually only needs to use these two words to express a lot of meaning, which I have always admired.

Seriously, I don't think the little Buddha even understands what's going on by now.

"You've been shaded." The master spoke.

Little Buddha frowned.

"It's those Thai ones under the God of Wealth."

The little Buddha was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Shemale?" ”

The master's face was almost dark, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "It's those few Thailand who have dropped their heads." ”

"I know it." Little Buddha nodded, walked over and sat down next to me, and asked me, "Can you do me a favor?" ”

"Help what?"

Little Buddha's smile was full of indifference, as if he was not angry at all about what he had been plotted against, and said while patting me on the shoulder.

"Help me with those grandchildren." Little Buddha gestured with his fingers: "You cover me, I will personally go and destroy them one by one, and then invite you to a big meal in the restaurant." ”

I thought about it in silence, nodded, and said, deal.

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Yesterday my physical condition was not very good, I was a little dizzy, and then something went wrong, and the chapter name was written incorrectly, and I have submitted an application for revision.

Here's the situation.,I'm updating it.,It's just in the code word.,And then my brain was dizzy.,As soon as I wrote the chapter name into the content behind.,It's purely cheap.。

The previous chapter is the first to fall, you can go and check it out.