As if someone had stepped on his tail, Lao Fuba pointed to the small gray shadow that jumped out of the stone coffin and jumped, we didn't know what was going on, but we didn't have time to ask, Lao Fuba had already raised his feet and chased after him, and several people hurriedly followed behind, Lao Fuba's speed ran up like a donkey that had taken off the reins, and we couldn't catch up. After running for a while, Jin Dashao shouted out breathlessly in the back: "Old wilt! What a chase! You have something to say! ”

"Catch up with it!" The old man chased after him very vigorously, and said without looking back: "Let's see if I can use it to save the sick old man!" ”

As soon as I heard this, my heart stirred. Lao Fuba has lived in Saihuatuo for a long time, he doesn't know the name of the old ghost, but he often helps Saihuatuo take care of the old ghost, and usually calls the old ghost, just say that he is a sick old man.

"What the hell is that shadow?" Jin Dashao refused to give up and continued to ask.

"It's all this time, what are you talking about!" The old man chased after him, but the little gray and yellow shadow that jumped out of the stone coffin ran very fast, chased for a short while, and almost disappeared from sight. Lao Fuba was in a hurry, and he was stuck in the ground, he was an old mountain ginseng, the best at running and escaping in the soil, Lao Fuba entered the soil, and immediately could not see the shadow, several of us lost the target, and ran forward in a hurry, the heavy rain hindered the sound, and I didn't know where Lao Fuba chased for a while.

"Hurry up! Don't have any accidents! Jin Dashao couldn't catch up with people, so he was anxious, although he often tried to find a way to pull the old wilted beard and hair, but when something really happened, he was still very worried.

Just as we were chasing after each other, there was a sudden cry from the front, and we hurriedly pulled out our feet to catch up. The light of the flashlight shone through the rain curtain, and I saw the old wiggling rolling in the muddy water, with only one hand clutching the tail of a gray badger. The gray badger couldn't break free, squeaked and screamed, and the old man didn't let go, muttering: "What are you running, I just discussed something with you, as for running like this?" ”

"Ouch, old wilt! I curse your eight ancestors! Jin Dashao ran to take a look, his face was green at that time, there are a lot of such gray badgers on our side, you can see them everywhere, and they are usually boiled in badger oil after being caught, which can treat burns. Several people were led by Lao Fuba like this and ran away for a long time, and finally caught such a badger, Jin Dashao felt that it was not worth it.

"You know a lot!" Lao Fuba ignored Jin Dashao, grabbed the two front legs of the gray badger with his backhand, crawled out of the muddy water, looked sincere, smacked his mouth, and said: "It's all your own people, don't pretend, no one will drop you, I promise you with my own qualifications, okay?" ”

Old Cockpa is very good at dealing with such wild creatures, and it may be that his innate simplicity and confusion make the gray badger gradually trust. Soon after the old man stood up, the gray badger slowly stopped struggling, and the two front paws were carried by the old man, and his small round eyes were open and vigilant to watch us.

"Don't be afraid, no one can do anything to you." The old man kept comforting the gray badger.

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In the heavy rain, the vision was not very clear, and a few people felt that they had spent a moment in front of them, and when their eyes were concentrated again, they immediately saw the gray badger in Lao Fuba's hand, which had become a teenager and a half-year-old, wrapped in a gray dress, and his face was full of water, and he looked at Lao Fuba timidly, and then looked at us. That gaze suddenly reminded me of what Qiqi looked like when he was first brought out of Yinshan Gorge.

"He doesn't hurt anyone, he may have been caught by the old corpse and prepared to refine medicine." Lao Fuba explained to us that such a wild thing is the same as the old man I met at the beginning, people do not offend it, it does not offend people, and in the folklore of our river beach, it is called "good fairy". The old man said to us as he put his arms around the gray badger's shoulders affectionately.

We didn't stay here long, we moved to a place where we could shelter from the rain, and several of us took turns wringing out the wet clothes on our bodies. Old Badger was familiar with the badger, and the badger was willing to speak, his voice like his expression, fearful and wary of strangers. As soon as the gray badger spoke, it was similar to what Lao Fuba had guessed, he was caught by the red-eyed old corpse and locked in the coffin, and he barely escaped today while he was in chaos.

"Don't be afraid, let's just chat." Lao Fuba shook the water on his head in a daze, and said to the gray badger: "I know an old man, people are old, whoever has difficulties will reach out to help, a good man with iron bones, if he meets you about this, he will not say a word, raise his hand and let you go." ”

"Then why don't you let me go?" The gray badger timidly replied.

"Isn't this trying to talk to you?" The old man didn't blush, and then said, "You say, is that a good old man a good person?" Now that he's in trouble, you don't want to do something for him? ”

"What do you want to do?" The gray badger had already been familiar with the old man, but as soon as he heard his words, he immediately became vigilant again, and his body shrank back.

"Borrow your beads and use them." What the old man said was light and light, and he was fine, but as soon as the gray badger heard his words, he almost fainted.

In the Taoist classics and theories, those birds, beasts, flowers, birds, fish and insects are all called "demons", people cultivate the Tao, demonize the form, gray badgers and other wild things to practice, for a long time, the yin and yang essence and blood in the body will slowly condense into a bead, that is the essence of his body, and it is also the biggest capital and reliance on cultivation, the red-eyed old corpse caught the gray badger, and the main thing to use is this bead. Such beads are described in Taoist canonical terms, and they are called "Neidan". Nedan is the lifeblood of the gray badger, and if you take out Nedan, he won't live long.

When the gray badger heard this, he shook his head vigorously, and refused to kill him. Lao Fuba persuaded for a long time, and finally became anxious, and said with an ancient neck: "It's not that I don't give it to you, it's just that I use it, why are you so stingy?" I'll trade a finger with you, it's done, right? Or, two? ”

The gray badger can also see the origin of the old man, the thousand-year-old mountain ginseng, which is definitely an extremely rare treasure medicine, has a huge temptation for him. The grey badger began to hesitate, and the old man stretched out two fingers to exchange the Nedan with the grey badger.

"Nope." I immediately shook my head, I wanted to save the old ghost more than anyone else, but the old man had already lost an arm, and I didn't want him to be hurt in any way.

"Tell me to talk to him." Jin Dashao squeezed over with a hippie smile and ran aside with the gray badger. He was a chicken thief who was slick and grinning, and he had a headache when he saw it, and the gray badger was about to cry over there. After a long time, regardless of whether the gray badger wanted it or not, Jin Dashao negotiated with the gray badger with the old wilted hair and mustache that he usually pulled off.

The old man hurriedly brought the wine jug that Maitreya was carrying, and the gray badger was helpless, and he was forced to spit out a small blood-red bead that was only the size of the belly of his little finger into the wine jug. The old man held the flask and talked with the gray badger, and the rain did not stop until dawn. The gray badger cried with a sad face, and said to the old man: "Uncle, it's almost there."

The Grey Badger's Nedan had been soaked in the jug for at least three or four hours, and the old man took out the beads and returned them to the Grey Badger, and when the beads were first soaked in the jug, the color was blood-red, and when they were taken out, the color became much lighter, but the jug of wine was soaked in blood. As soon as they got this pot of wine, several people felt excited, and sent the gray badger away with kind words, and began to hurry in the rain, all wanting to send the medicinal wine to Saihuatuo as soon as possible.

There was nothing to say all the way, and the heavy rain fell intermittently for two or three days, tossing several people enough, and finally rushed to Saihuatuo smoothly. Sai Huatuo is also a person who has seen a lot of treasure medicine, and he is not sure if he can save the old ghost, but he has to try it anyway.

A whole small pot of soaked red wine was poured into the old ghost, and the next thing was to wait for the potion to take effect. After running around, everyone was tired, Jin Dashao and they went to sleep, and Maitreya and I stayed by the old ghost's side. After an hour of watching, I caught a glimpse of Saihuatuo wandering around the door, as if he was in a state of flux. I rolled my eyes, and it happened that Saihuatuo was also looking through the door, and when my eyes met, he paused, and then beckoned to me.

I thought to myself that he should have something to do, and the two of them went to the hut next to them, and Sai Hua Tuo chattered a lot of gossip, saying that the wind on the river beach is very tight now, and Pang Gouzi found it here a few days ago, and he was injured and bloody, and it took Sai Hua Tuo a long time to get it right.

"The days of your seven gates seem to be getting worse and harder." Saihuatuo frowned, after such a long time of contact, he knew more or less about our origins.

"Lao Sai, what the hell are you going to say? If you have something to say, just say it. "I am also very familiar with Saihuatuo, and when I see his appearance, I know that there must be something important, but it is inconvenient to speak.

"Let me think, let me think." Sai Huatuo stood up and paced back and forth beside the table, I didn't rush him, and after a long time, he swallowed his saliva and said to me: "There is something that has been holding back in my heart for a long time, I can't say it, but I feel that it is very important." ”

"What's the matter?"

After a while, I finally understood that he was talking about the last time he found the little silver ball behind my tail bone. At that time, Sehuatuo was defenseless, and I remember that he seemed to be taken aback by a sudden startle, and his face changed, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. Afterwards, I asked him, but Sai Huatuo didn't dare to say, and as soon as he opened his mouth, thunder began to fall from the sky, splitting the house he lived in.

"You are very different, what are the seven gates doing, you don't say, I won't ask, but this matter is too important for you, and even for the seven gates." Saihuatuo swallowed again, lowered his voice very low, and said softly: "You know, what I saw at that time? ”