Cha Wenbin picked up his clothes and put them under his nose and smelled them, there was a smell of dead rats, this is corpse gas.

"There are outsiders here, and those who come are not good." The first thing to do as a Taoist priest is to be familiar with smells, and every Taoist priest will experience several inhuman exits after entering the school, and Ma Sufeng threw Cha Wenbin into a coffin and slept with the dead body when he was seven years old. Like the anatomy class in medical school, the Taoist priest is an object when faced with a dead body, but he still needs to judge whether the corpse has the possibility of being transformed.

Then there is the smell, the yin qi depends on the feeling, the corpse qi relies on the sense of smell, as well as the evil qi and the evil qi, many of which have to be felt with feng shui equipment.

"Brother Wen Bin, someone has moved in this place, we seem to be late." I pointed to a pile of soil that had been picked up on the ground about three meters away from us, and looked at the traces of the soil, and there was indeed a box in this place, because the soil still had traces of being pressed by the corners of the box.

The fat man searched carefully, the soil was no more than a meter deep, and there were some baby items scattered inside, small shoes, small clothes and the like were still new, which should have been buried a few days ago.

The fat man pinched the soil with his hand, it was still wet, and he said: "Look at the color of the soil, it will not take more than a day at most, what do others want this child's corpse to do?" ”

Cha Wenbin clutched the dress tightly, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart, and there were two words hanging on his lips but he didn't want to say it: ghost road. Once, he heard his master mention that it was something he needed to avoid all his life, if he met that person......

"Let's go." There was nothing we wanted here, so we had no choice but to go first, but the moment I turned around, I saw a line carved on the back of the tree.

"Wait! There are words for this! ”

I took the flashlight and shone it, and the bark of the big poplar tree had been stripped of a layer, leaving a soapbox-sized area with a string of small black letters on it, and the font was strong but it always made people feel evil when they looked at it.

I pointed to those words and said, "The thing is in the mortar of the mill." ”

They shouted in unison, "Mill? ”

I spread my hands and said, "That's how it was written, it seems that he is still familiar with Savage Tun and knows that we are coming?" ”

Cha Wenbin said: "No one will joke about a child who died at birth, this matter is punished by God, go to the mill." ”

There is a river in the Savage Tun, and the industrious working people discovered early on that they could use water to push stone mills for grain processing. There is indeed a mill downstream of Tunzi, built collectively, the nearest house is also 200 meters away from there, and now it is the harvest season, who is so bold to throw things there?

We trotted all the way over, and from a distance we saw that the door of the mill was open, and the fat man ran first, and Cha Wenbin and I were still half way away from him when we heard him shouting: "Here, here!" I saw the fat man running out with a box in his arms, wait, no, what I saw was clearly a little doll sitting on top of the box, and the doll was giggling with his arms around the fat man's neck.

"Put it down!" I shouted at him and gestured.

The fat man rushed over with excitement on his face, probably didn't hear me say anything, a whirlwind seemed to run to me and stuffed the box in my arms, I saw the doll open its hands as if it wanted me to hug, I quickly stepped back......

I yelled at the fat man, "What are you going to do! ”

"This person is really interesting, I gave it to you if you didn't ask for it vigorously, yes, Cha Ye, I'll give it to you." The fat man made a gesture and sent it to Cha Wenbin.

"Wenbin, I see ......" I was about to say, but Cha Wenbin gave me a forbidden gesture, he pretended not to do anything and took the box lightly and gently put it on the ground, I saw the child sitting on the box and looking at the fat man and laughing, as if she had a good impression of the fat man.

"Fatty, burn this." Cha Wenbin took out two sets of paper clothes, one red and one green, followed by a stack of valuable money and a pillar of incense.

"Burn it to whom?" The fat man asked.

Cha Wenbin pointed to the box and said: "Burn it to her, people and children are pitiful, you should be sincere, and burn some paper money to tell her to buy something to eat by herself, use it, don't look for you again in the future." ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment and said, "Looking for me?" ”

"Hmm!" Cha Wenbin replied very lightly, and the fat man muttered: "My pocket is cleaner than my face now, and you want me to have a bird?" ”

"Do it, time is running out." Cha Wenbin glanced at the sky, and in another hour someone should get up in the tunzi, this mill is not as good as the mountain, this is at the entrance of the village, and it is impossible to tell if someone sees it.

"Okay, you are all masters, I am a grandson......" The fat man complained while burning, I looked at the child as if he was very happy, and clapped his hands on the spot, and after a while, I saw that she really had a set of small green clothes on her.

I said, "Pretty fit......"

"What's that?" The fat man looked up at me, and he thought I was joking with him.

Over there, Cha Wenbin had already prepared a guy, a small bag woven from cotton and linen, a few small toys for children to play with, and a bundle of ink fountain threads.

He threw the things on the box, and then sprinkled a thin layer of white flour on the box, and it wasn't long before the fat man realized that what he had just done was worth it, for he saw small handprints begin to appear on the box.

The two handprints began to climb on the box alternately, and Cha Wenbin quickly put away the toys and threw them into the bag. After a while, I saw that the child hesitated a little and then plunged in.

What Cha Wenbin saw was that there was a little white surface at the entrance of the bag, and he quickly wrapped the mouth of the bag with an ink fountain and threw it into the pile of paper money ashes burned by the fat man, and then took out a talisman and pasted it on the bag.

With a "boom", the bag instantly ignited, and even the box burned with it for a while. A fresh fragrance began to come out, faintly like the fragrance of lotus flowers.

When the fire was extinguished, Cha Wenbin swept it through the ash pile with a stick, and a cyan ball the size of a fingernail was plucked out, which was very smooth and crystal clear like a jade.

The fat man glanced at it and thought it was a good thing, and he was eager to take it, so he said: "The funeral companion looks like a green, or give it to me." ”

"It's fat." Cha Wenbin sneered: "You want you to take it, but let me remind you, this thing is not Cui, this is her corpse sac." ”

"What's that?"

Cha Wenbin carefully picked up the green corpse sac and wrapped it in a piece of cloth and said: "When a person is born, he has a breath in his mouth, and this breath is brought by Yu Sheng, and it is also the qi of the previous life. Resentment, anger, and anger are all here, and the first thing this child did when he was born was to cry, and this mouth is equivalent to blowing out all those angers. Spit out the breath of the previous life in order to accept this life completely, this child has died before he was born, and her breath has been holding back, don't look at her small, the witchcraft of the southwest generation likes this the most, they call it raising little ghosts. Such a big child is the most resentful, but he has never experienced personnel, to put it bluntly, he has no thoughts, as long as you can control it, it is much more fierce than ordinary evil ghosts. This sac is what envelops that breath, and that's what we want. ”

Miao family, the west was originally Miao Lan's house, and now Yuan Xiaobai lives in it. The room was lit up, and in front of her was a glass of water that Cha Wenbin had burned to ashes with a talisman, and a cloth with the green corpse sac on it.

"Ate it." This is what Cha Wenbin said to her, and the fat man and I didn't make a sound, because I knew that as long as Yuan Xiaobai figured out what this thing was, she would definitely not eat it.

Yuan Xiaobai didn't doubt it, she believed in these friends of hers, picked it up, and raised her head with the water and made a "coo" sound, the fat man and I only felt a stirring in our stomachs, and couldn't help but rush outside the house and start throwing up.

"Them?" "Oh, it's okay, the two of them ate Daddy Miao's sauerkraut at night, I'm afraid they will eat it badly."

"By the way, what was the one I ate just now?"

"This." Cha Wenbin replied very imaginatively: "The herb I make is called the Soul Returning Pill, it is not harmful to you, rest early, I will leave first." ”

It is true that the Soul Returning Pill was made up by him casually, but this does have a soul-recovering effect for Yuan Xiaobai, because her breath is in this baby's mouth!

As long as people live, they will be angry, and when they die, we all call them "out of breath".

Yuan Xiaobai has actually been sentenced to death, and her soul should have been reincarnated that night, and it was precisely the baby girl who had not yet been born. In other words, if this baby girl is born, then Yuan Xiaobai is her previous life. Therefore, the first breath that this baby girl spat out after birth was the last breath that Yuan Xiaobai took into her mouth when she was alive, and this breath contained Yuan Xiaobai's life.

Cha Wenbin got this breath and returned it to Yuan Xiaobai, as long as he waited until the sunrise tomorrow, Yuan Xiaobai, who was with us a few years ago, would be completely back, and this was the first thing he was looking for!

When it was dawn, I rubbed my red eyes and kicked the fat man's feet in a daze, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Cha Wenbin looking out the window in a daze.

I put on a piece of clothing and went over and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Cha Wenbin said to the table in the house: "You still remember the dress we took down from the poplar tree last night." ”

"Remember, didn't you get it back?"

"I just put it on that table, but it's gone, and when I wake up, I'll find it, and this." Cha Wenbin handed me a piece of paper with four words written on it: "Good job!" ”

"What do you mean?" I asked.

Cha Wenbin sighed and said, "It's not interesting, it means that if he wants our lives, we will all be gone." The doors and windows were closed, and we were touched into the house and walked around and out, silently, and I didn't know what the other party meant, whether it was friend or foe, I was really worried. ”

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