Chapter 265: Hooking the Monk 3
Grandpa sighed, "Can he also confuse my mind with such an evil skill?" After saying that, he shook his head.
The owner of the sewing shop came up to thank his father for helping him with a trouble.
Grandpa said, "What you did just now was right. If we treat the good with the good, we will use the good way, and if we treat the wicked with the same way, it will be tantamount to harming the good. β
The owner of the sewing shop nodded yes and invited his grandfather to come into his shop for a rest.
Grandpa said, "I still have something to do, let's come back next time." β
So, Grandpa and Li Yaodong hurried back to the pawnshop.
Li Yaodong saw his daughter-in-law holding the child, and asked eagerly, "Is the child better?" β
Her daughter-in-law shook her head with a sad face.
When Daddy looked at the child, there was no sign of improvement.
Li Yaodong still asked his grandfather with a fluke mentality: "What? β
Daddy shook his head.
Li Yaodong fell on the chair like a downed tree.
Li Yaodong's daughter-in-law, who was holding the child, couldn't help wiping her tears.
Just then, a little kid who looked to be four or five years old ran in through the door. He ran to Li Yaodong's side, leaned on his feet, and said, "You guys ran too fast, I almost didn't catch up with you." β
Li Yaodong was surprised: "Whose child are you?" What are you chasing us for? β
The child was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm your son, Daddy, don't you know me?" "The children in this place call their father "Daddy".
Grandpa was also stunned and looked at the child carefully.
Li Yaodong couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "Child, although my son has encountered some accidents, I can't just pull other people's children to recognize them as my son." Don't be mischievous. β
"Daddy, why don't you recognize me?" The boy sniffed and was about to cry.
Li Yaodong waved his hand and said, "My son is only more than a year old and less than two years old, and you look like you are four or five years old, how can it be my son?" β
The child actually cried "wow", crying very sadly, his mouth was open like the mouth of a carp on the shore, and there was still a crystal clear liquid sticking.
Li Yaodong's daughter-in-law saw that the child was not leaving, and she was immediately moved with compassion. She said to Li Yaodong: "He may be an abandoned orphan, right?" You give him something to eat, or maybe he'll be gone. β
The child immediately cried and retorted, "I'm not here to beg for food!" Mother, you don't want me anymore? After saying that, he cried even more sadly.
Seeing this, Grandpa stepped forward to comfort the child and said, "Good, you stay by the side for a while, and I will talk to your father, and he will recognize you." β
Li Yaodong looked at his father incomprehensibly, and said anxiously: "Ma Xiucai, why do you say that I am his father?" β
Grandpa pulled Li Yaodong aside and whispered: "I see that something is wrong, he may really be your son." β
Li Yaodong saw that his grandfather didn't mean to joke at all, his face sank, and asked, "Why do you say that?" He was obviously a few years older than my child. β
Grandpa said, "Didn't you pay attention? When those people chased the one-eyed monk before, a few things fell out of the monk's clothes. β
"Little coffin?"
"Yes."
"So what?"
"I used to go to Baoding with Xiaomi, and she met a person who used a shrunken coffin to hold a ghost. Later, Xiaomi told me about it. I didn't remember it when I first saw it today, but I just remembered it when I saw this kid break in and say he was your son. Daddy said. Regarding the matter of sitting on Jia, Xiaomi later talked to his father. Grandpa didn't complain that Zai Jia told Ze Sheng the news of the paper man, nor was he angry because he exchanged those things for Xiaomi. Everyone has their own way of life and will inevitably have conflicts of interest with others, but as long as they are not deliberately harmful, they can be forgiven.
"According to you, this one-eyed monk also used a small coffin to hold someone else's soul?" Li Yaodong asked in a low voice.
Grandpa said, "I guess, when he asked you for ten silver dollars, he thought about it, and if you didn't give ten silver dollars, he would snatch your son's soul away, and then say that your son's face was not good, so that you would think that he was a hit, not that he was doing it." Others say that his prediction is very accurate, and it should be the same way. He snatched your son's soul away and put it in that little coffin. So these days your son is showing signs of leaving homeβ΅ home means that the soul is not in the body, and the soul is leaving the 'home'. We exposed him just now, and the little coffin fell out and was trampled on, so your son could come out of it and follow us all the way back here. β
Li Yaodong frowned, thinking about the possibility of what his father said.
"When the monk disappeared, I also saw Xiaomi's face......" Grandpa narrowed his eyes, "Could it be ...... Is that the spirit of Xiaomi? β
Li Yaodong was surprised: "Xiaomi was also arrested by him?" β
Grandpa thought for a moment and said, "I shouldn't be mistaken." If I'm really not mistaken, the monk should have caught Xiaomi as well. I haven't found Xiaomi's spirit, it turned out that he took it away. It must be like this......"
"But why didn't Millet come with you? Like that little kid...... I still can't accept that he is the soul of my son. Li Yaodong said awkwardly.
Grandpa thought about it again, touched his chin and said, "I have always said that she is Xiaomi's spirit, and her spirit is evil." She still hates me, so she doesn't want to see me, and she won't come back with me. Your son is different, he likes you and wants to go home, so he comes back with us. β
"But my son is less than two years old, why does he have this four- or five-year-old soul? Besides, my son is not very good at speaking, but he is very fluent. β
Grandpa said: "Haven't you heard the saying 'people are small and ghosts are big'? You don't see that some children can't say the words that adults often say, but they know it in their hearts. That's why some children's souls are a few years older than themselves, right? β
"Big ghosts?" Li Yaodong recalled these four words, and turned his head to look at the child who was still crying, which seemed to be unacceptable.
Grandpa said, "Just listen to me, and admit that you are his father." After admitting it, you can do whatever you have to do, as you normally would. I don't think in a day, he will be back in your son's body, and your son will be fine. β
"Really?" Li Yaodong didn't have much confidence.
"Just try it. There is no other way now. Daddy said.
"How do you try?"
"You locked him in a room with your son and watched secretly." Daddy said.
Li Yaodong finally nodded.
"Why don't you watch him with me? I'm afraid that I won't deal with other situations. Li Yaodong pleaded.
Grandpa said, "There will be no other situation." I'm going to go back to the sewing shop and see if Millet's spirit is still there. If this child is indeed the soul of your son, then what I saw before must be the soul of Xiaomi. I've been looking for her for a long time and I have to get her back. "Kinkmaru is in the cai.
Li Yaodong saw that his grandfather was going to find Xiaomi, so he said, "Then you can go quickly." I can't delay your big business. Go, go. β
Grandpa left Li Yaodong's pawnshop and ran to the sewing shop alone.
Li Yaodong listened to his father's words, asked his daughter-in-law to put the child who had left home on the bed, and asked the child who looked to be four or five years old to play in the house. Li Yaodong and his daughter-in-law pulled out and locked the door. Then, Li Yaodong and his daughter-in-law secretly leaned on the window and looked into the house.
The little child was playing alone in the house, and at first he didn't pay much attention to Li Yaodong's son who was lying on the bed. He didn't seem to have any feelings for the person in the bed.
He first poured water with a quilt and a teapot on the table, and after playing for a while he felt bored, he opened the drawer of the table, took out a bunch of keys to play, and shook the keys to jingle them. After playing for a while, he got bored again and finally walked to the bedside. He looked left and right at the child on the bed, as if he were looking at something strange.
Later, Li Yaodong told his father about the performance of the child's soul in front of the body, and asked his father why his soul was still relatively unfamiliar to him.
Grandpa replied with a smile: "The thing I don't know the most is myself." You know me, but do you recognize yourself? If you yourself were standing across from you at this moment, would you be able to recognize it immediately? β
Li Yaodong said: "It's true! Whether it's a photo taken or a picture, I don't feel like it's the real me. β
Li Yaodong said that the child's soul watched by the bed for a while, and suddenly jumped up, jumping very high, a few feet above the ground. That's a height that a four- or five-year-old kid would never reach.
Li Yaodong thought that he would fall after jumping up, but who expected that he didn't fall after jumping up. Since he and his daughter-in-law were lying on their stomachs and peeking out of the window, they could only look through the cracks in the window, not on the left and right. Li Yaodong thought he had jumped to the side, so he continued to wait outside.
But after waiting for a long time, I didn't see any more movement in the house.
Li Yaodong asked his daughter-in-law in a whisper: "Why doesn't he play anymore?" We didn't hear any movement, did we? β
His daughter-in-law shook her head, not knowing what was going on.
At this moment, the cry of the house rang out.
His daughter-in-law was pleasantly surprised when she heard the cry!
It was the cry of her son, who was less than two years old! She hadn't heard him cry in days! This cry was crisp and loud, and it was not something that a dying person could make.
"He cried! He cried! The daughter-in-law grabbed Li Yaodong's hand tightly, and her nails dug into his skin.
He inhaled cold air in pain and was pleasantly surprised: "Yes! Oh, yes! β
His daughter-in-law dragged him into the house. The four or five-year-old was gone. The child in the bed punched and kicked, cried deafeningly, and flushed face.
Li Yaodong's daughter-in-law hurriedly picked up the child and touched it, crying a layer of sweat on her body, the temperature was much higher than before, although it had not reached the normal body temperature, but there was no cold.
Li Yaodong was pleasantly surprised: "Ma Xiucai is really right, he is a small ghost!" β
His daughter-in-law didn't understand what he was saying, and while holding the child and dangling it, she asked, "Who is a big ghost?" β
"Haven't you seen it yet? That little boy was the soul of our son. Ma Xiucai said that our son is a big ghost, so his soul is a few years older than his actual age. β
"So the kid who came to my house with you is really a son?"
"yes." So, Li Yaodong told his daughter-in-law about his father's speculation.
His daughter-in-law was dumbfounded.
After listening, she sighed: "Thanks to Ma Xiucai, it was he who saved our son." Our son will worship him as a godfather in the future. β
Li Yaodong smiled: "Do you think your son worships him as a godfather to thank him?" How many parents want their children to worship him as a godfather! β
It is true that many people want their children to worship their fathers as godfathers, but their fathers have never agreed. Mom asked him why he never gave someone else a godfather. He said that he had dealt too much with those things, and that they might cause trouble for his children and grandchildren, so he had to leave all his shade to his children and grandchildren, and not let others share them.
Li Yaodong touched the child in his daughter-in-law's arms and said: "In this way, what Ma Xiucai saw must be the soul of Xiaomi, I don't know if he has found Xiaomi now." β