"Stop!" Just as my hand touched the trunk of the tree, there was a loud shout from behind me. I turned my head www.biquge.info looked over, and an old monk was pointing at me with his finger, "The Bodhi tree is a Buddhist holy relic, you can't touch it with your hands!" ”

I withdrew my hand wryly, "I'm sorry, I don't know the rules." The old monk was about to say something, when he saw Iwama running over, "Grandpa, why are you still here, hurry up and go back to eat with the guests." When the old monk heard this, he glared at me angrily, and then walked away.

"My grandfather was like that, he never allowed anyone to come near this tree, saying that it was the patron saint of the village." Iwama explained as he took us home.

As soon as I walked into the bamboo building, I smelled the smell of rice. The second fat couldn't help but drool. Yan Ma pointed to the food on the table and introduced it to us, what spiced roasted Dai carp, pineapple fried pork slices, and fragrant bamboo glutinous rice, it made people appetize when they looked at it. As he was about to start eating, Iwama took out a clay pot from under the table and said, "Try my own sweet rice sake." ”

While we were drinking, a young woman suddenly came out of the house, running over and singing and dancing beside her. Iwama sighed and said, "This is my sister Yu'er Shui, who is only twenty-three years old this year. My sister is also miserable, she was not crazy before, and she is also a famous Saodori (Dai beauty) in the village, but three years ago she suddenly shouted that she was a Buddha girl and wanted to marry the Bodhi tree, and since then she has been delirious. ”

To tell the truth, it is really unbearable for such a young and beautiful little girl to go crazy like this, I was about to persuade Yanma, Sun Tianhong suddenly whispered in my ear: "This girl has lost her soul and soul, so she has become like this." ”

"Did anything weird happen to her before she went crazy?" I hurriedly asked Iwama.

"What's wrong?" He asked me curiously, "Nothing happened, oh, it was just that this Bodhi tree was struck by lightning once." ”

"Your sister's soul has been snatched away, and I suspect it has something to do with this Bodhi tree." I lowered my voice and told him.

"Impossible, the Bodhi tree is a holy tree." Iwama looked at me suspiciously.

"How can the Tree of Holiness be struck by lightning?" I asked rhetorically, "Didn't you notice that there was no grass growing around that tree?" ”

"What then?" Iwama asked anxiously, and it seemed that he was suspicious as well.

"Let's drink first, and we'll go and have a good look at the tree in the evening." I glanced with my eyes at the old monk sitting in the back room, and with a lift of my neck, I drank the sweet rice wine in the bowl.

Although the sweet rice wine is low, it can't stand us drinking too much, and I suddenly feel dizzy when the night breeze blows in the mountains, Er Fat and Sun Tianhong are slightly better, but they are a little floating when they walk, Li Qiankun, this kid, simply squatted under a tree, "Wow, wow" and vomited.

When he arrived next to the Bodhi tree, Yan Ma's expression suddenly tightened, "Do you really want to move this tree?" ”

"Let's take a look first." I turned on my flashlight and looked around the tree. There is a charred black patch behind the tree, which is very obvious, and it looks like it is the mark left by a lightning strike. I looked down at the trunk of a tree that had been struck by lightning, and sure enough, I noticed something unusual. On the bark near the roots of the tree is carved a small line of characters that do not look like Chinese.

Iwama leaned over and looked at it, "This is Thai text, and it is engraved with the Vajra Fu Spell." ”

I felt it carefully, and there was a faint aura of soul underneath the spell. Could it be that Yu'er Shui's mutilated soul was sealed under the spell? I reached for my prepared machete, ready to dig through the wrinkles. "What are you doing?" The silence of the night was suddenly broken by this roar.

"Grandpa?" When Iwama saw the comer, he opened his mouth and screamed a little weakly. The old monk snatched the machete from my hand: "You go, leave our village now, we don't welcome you." ”

"Grandpa, they say that the soul of Yu'er Water is down here." Iwama hurriedly explained to the old monk.

The old monk was suddenly stunned when he heard this, and his surprised expression flashed, "You guys, don't deceive people here, rock horses drive them away!" ”

Iwama walked over to us with a guilty look on his face. This old monk has a ghost in his heart, I glanced at the two fat people, the second fat pressed the rock horse and pressed him under him, Li Qiankun and Sun Tianhong set up the old monk with one arm. I quickly picked up the machete and slashed at the Vajra spell, and in a few clicks, I was cut off from the bark engraved with the incantation.

Sure enough, as the spell was broken, a clump of broken souls flew out slowly, and I took out a dusty requiem from my bag and guided the soul towards Iwama's house. Iwama stopped struggling and looked at the old monk in surprise, "Grandpa, what's going on?" How could my sister's soul be in the tree? ”

The old monk ignored him, struggling desperately while wailing, "It's over, the village is over, Jinghong is over." Li Qiankun and Sun Tianhong walked back with the old monk.

Although I was curious, I couldn't tolerate a little distraction at the moment, so I carefully escorted the soul back to Yanma's house, and quickly burned the talisman paper to ashes for Yu'er to drink. Yu'er fell on the bed with her eyes overturned, and it took her a while to wake up, and I knew it had succeeded when I saw her big smart eyes.

"Grandpa?" Yu'er Shui opened her eyes and looked at the old monk who was being held by Li Qiankun and asked, "Why did my soul come back?" Did the seal fail? ”

The old monk closed his eyes and nodded, "It's all fate." ”

Seems like I've done something wrong with good intentions again? "What the hell is going on?" I asked curiously, nodded and motioned for Li Qiankun to let him go.

The old monk shook his head, sighed deeply and said, "Three years ago, a sudden flood broke out in Niutouling to the east of the village, which broke the only road leading to Jinghong from several nearby villages. While the villagers were building the road, they dug up a coffin with a white skeleton inside. ”

Hearing this, Iwama continued, "Yes, many villagers came to watch at that time, didn't we bury the coffin on the hillside next to it?" ”

The old monk glanced at him, "Then do you remember that after that, the people in the nearby village began to get sick?" ”

Iwama nodded, and said to me: "At that time, the men, women, and children of several nearby villages were first lethargic, then thin, and finally they all became ill. ”

Nine times out of ten, it's a monster that is causing trouble, but what does this have to do with Yu'er Shui's soul? I was about to ask the old monk when he suddenly shed two lines of tears.

(To be continued.) )