"Wu Chen?"

I shouted and ran to the infirmary.

My grandfather followed closely behind, his eyes becoming more and more strict.

"Wu Chen, Wu Chen?"

I shouted and came to Wu Chen's side, and was about to reach out to touch him, but was stopped by my grandfather's shout.

My grandfather shouted from afar, "Don't move, don't you notice that something is wrong with him?" ”

I hurriedly stopped and looked at Wu Chen carefully, all the loose sweatshirts were in rags, and a long crawling trail stretched from the dirt road at the entrance of the village to the entrance of the medical hall, and there were occasional blood stains next to those traces.

Wu Chen's hands and fingers were covered with blood, his face was blue, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and the whole person was lying there with only a trace of anger, dying.

Both on the head and on the body are thick with dust.

A faint, evil aura loomed within his body.

I frowned, my eyes closed and opened, the ghost eye had been opened, and I saw that Wu Chen's body was shrouded in a large cloud of black qi, but it was not the ghost aura I usually saw.

Because the ghost qi was foggy, the aura on Wu Chen's body had a faint sense of texture, as if it was coming from his own body.

"You know him?"

My grandfather asked.

I lowered my head: "He is the person next to Grandpa Ning." ”

My grandfather stared at Wu Chen twice with a frown, and said to me, "Go and get Gardenia Yellow Powder and Realgar Powder, and bring a bowl of water by the way." ”

I hurriedly opened the door of the infirmary and ran in, and in a few moments took out what my grandfather had asked for.

My grandfather put the water on the ground, then opened one of the small medicine bags, sniffed it, and set it aside.

I took a look, and it was realgar powder.

Then my grandfather opened another small medicine bag, helped Wu Chen up, pinched his mouth hard, stuffed a packet of gardenia yellow powder into his mouth, and then poured half a bowl of water into him.

Wu Chen's teeth were very tight, and it was also due to my grandfather's strong hands, which was replaced by my ironclad awl.

Half a bowl of water went down, and I heard Wu Chen's throat gurgling, knowing that this medicine was fed.

Then my grandfather put aside the remaining half bowl of water and sprinkled realgar powder into it.

The bowl suddenly became a yellow paste.

My grandfather put Wu Chen down, put the bowl of yellow paste on Wu Chen's mouth, got up and pulled me back two steps, and just watched quietly.

After watching it for a while, I felt very anxious and looked at my grandfather again.

My grandfather lifted the cigarette pouch, squatted down, took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Look, it's time to come out." ”

What's coming out?

I was shocked, and when I looked at Wu Chen again, I found that there was a bag the size of an egg bulging in his stomach.

The bag swirled irregularly under his belly for a while, then slowly crept up his belly like an egg rolling under his flesh.

It was a strange scene, and I suddenly felt like I was hairy.

That thing came to Wu Chen's throat in a blink of an eye, and Wu Chen's neck suddenly bulged with a big pimple.

Then Wu Chen raised his head and made a 'grunt' sound, and a thumb-thick, fiery red insect crawled out of his mouth with a black gas, and fell into the yellow bowl next to his head at once.

As soon as the worm fell into the bowl, it immediately began to roll incessantly, and the squeaking sound was like a child's cry, which made people feel impetuous.

After a long time, the worm stopped struggling and lay motionless in the bowl.

I fixed my eyes, oh my god! It was still a fiery red bug just now, but it will turn into a silvery-white color, with a little gray.

I was about to approach when my grandfather pulled me: "Don't move, it's not over yet!" ”

As soon as my grandfather's words fell, the bowl containing realgar water and insects actually caught fire, and the moment the flames gradually rose, the insects let out a mournful cry like an owl's call, and their bodies gradually burned into silver-white ash in the flames, scattered in the golden realgar water, which looked particularly weird.

However, with the light of this fire, the black qi on the insect gradually faded and dispersed, and finally all of them were burned.

Wu Chen also slowly woke up at this time, and clicked his mouth when he saw me and my grandfather.

I looked at him and ran to his side and put my ear to his mouth, wanting to hear what he had to say.

But he couldn't say a word.

My grandfather picked up the bowl and looked at it carefully, while frowning and said, "Help him home first, I'll take care of him, and then talk about it when he wakes up." ”

I hurriedly picked up Wu Chen and rushed home.

I nervously asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, he's going to be okay, right?" ”

My grandfather shook his head: "It's okay." ”

I noticed that my grandfather's expression was unprecedentedly stern, as if something big had happened.

I remembered the bug that seemed to have been thrown into the garbage basket by my grandfather, and asked, "Grandpa, what is that bug?" How did it run into Wu Chen's stomach? ”

My grandfather shrugged his shoulders and said, "It should be a silkworm that has been corroded by yin qi all year round, and it is also a Gu worm, could it be that this kid went there?" ”

Gu worms? Regarding this kind of thing, I've only heard of it, but I haven't seen it yet, and this is the first time I've seen it.

I asked in surprise, "Did Wu Chen be tricked?" ”

My grandfather shook his head: "No, he didn't pay attention to it." This Gu worm obviously has no owner, otherwise it wouldn't have been forced out so lightly. ”

I then wondered, "Where did you say he might have gone?" ”

My grandfather shook his head and didn't speak.

It's been like this since I was a child, and I definitely can't ask what my grandfather doesn't want to say.

I had no choice but to be silent and carry Wu Chen home, and my grandfather boiled a big pot of medicinal soup, stripped Wu Chen and threw it directly into the cauldron of my house to cook rice, and boiled it with firewood.

I looked at the hot medicinal soup boiling in the pot, and I couldn't help but feel worried.

I'll go! Is this to cook a living person? This temperature doesn't boil the dead, right?

Not to mention, it's a strange thing, as the medicinal soup in the pot rolls, I see that the cold aura on Wu Chen's body gradually disappears.

And the dust on his body was gradually washed away with the medicinal soup, and a white and pure Wu Chen returned.

Although his face was still as pale as paper, the vitality on his body gradually appeared, but the medicinal soup became more and more unpleasant, like the water washed by a person who had not taken a bath for more than ten years.

After a long time, Wu Chen's eyes slowly opened.

The first thing he said after he opened his mouth was not hot, nor hot, nor did he politely say thank you, but said with a very painful expression: "Ou Ye, Ning Ye is in trouble." ”R1148