Daddy realizes that the Frozen Ghost wants to suck the temperature out of his body at a faster rate, so that he can become a member of the Frozen Ghost as soon as possible. The firewood added by the frozen ghost is naturally not real firewood, this is just a trick.

The exorcist gave Grandpa a cloth bag, and the cloth bag was covered with a layer of plastic paper. The exorcist said that as long as you squeeze a little water out of the cloth bag and rub it on your eyelids, you can see through the blinding method of freezing to death. The sack contained Mai Duo's tears. As for what exactly "Maiduo's tears" were, the exorcist said something, but at that time, Grandpa was looking at the strange cloth bag over and over again, and he didn't hear it. So much so that Grandpa never knew whether Mai Duo's tears were tears or something else.

Daddy secretly put his hand into his pocket and pinched the cloth bag, and a little moist liquid flowed to his fingers. Daddy pretended to tickle and wiped his finger on his eyelids. A fishy smell spread.

Grandpa saw the true face of the burning firewood in the middle, which turned out to be a pile of white bones! The flame that ignited was not red, but a green ghost fire! The eldest freezer also had several bones next to him! It turns out that they made firewood from bones!

Mai Duo's tears quickly dried. Daddy's eyes saw a bunch of vigorous flames again.

Grandpa said to the person who said he wanted to go with him last night: "Zhuo No, I'm going to have a little relief again." Will you come with me so that I don't get lost again? With that, Daddy walked up to the man, put one of his hands on his shoulder, and picked him up with him, whether he agreed or not, and walked step by step towards the woods beside him.

When the frozen ghost saw that his grandfather was gone and came back, he was less vigilant, and when he saw that he was going to help collect firewood, he was less vigilant, and when he said that he was afraid of getting lost, he was less vigilant. So when Daddy led the man to the woods, none of the frozen ghosts came to stop him.

The man's hands and feet became very stiff due to his extremely low body temperature. When Grandpa held him, it was like holding a piece of wood. He couldn't move on his feet at all, so his father had to drag him along.

His feet rustled against the ground. If he were to be carried away like this, the Frozen Oni would surely be able to hear the rustling sound from near and far, and see their intention to escape.

When he reached the shadows of the woods, Grandpa simply carried him to his shoulders like a bag of rice. Then, Grandpa once again used his fealine foot skills and fled unnoticed to the village where he had rested last night.

After returning to the village, Grandpa hurriedly called the exorcist to help save the people.

The exorcist opened the man's eyelids and looked at him, and said, "His pupils have dilated, and I am afraid he will not be able to save him." ”

Grandpa begged bitterly.

The exorcist had no choice but to nod and say, "Seeing that it is not easy for you to rescue him, then a dead horse should be a live horse doctor." ”

He tied the man to a hammock, and then piled a pile of firewood under the hammock, set the wood on fire, and roasted the man like smoked bacon. The exorcist said that the frozen ghost used the ghost fire raised from human bones to suck his body heat, so he had to use human fireworks to provide him with temperature. This fire can't be too small, too small doesn't work. The fire can't be too big, and if it's too big, it will roast him.

When the fire is small, the exorcist stirs up the wood, makes a hollow, and blows into it. When the fire was big, the exorcist pressed the fire, and the fire turned into smoke, and it made my grandfather cry.

The exorcist patted his grandfather on the shoulder and said, "The smoke is high and not the smoke is low." ”

Grandpa lowered his head, and sure enough, it wasn't so smoked.

Later, when I was roasting at my grandfather's house, my grandfather saw that I was smoked with undried firewood and wept, and said with a smile: "Is the smoke high or not?" ”

That sentence was taught to him by his grandfather.

The man in the hammock smoked for a long time, but he still didn't see any movement.

At this moment, an old man came up and whispered something in the ear of the exorcist. Although the old man leaned into the ear of the exorcist, his voice was still not small, and he was heard by his grandfather. But it was useless to hear it, because the old man spoke the local dialect, and Grandpa couldn't understand a word.

Grandpa was worried that the old man would tell the exorcist to give up, and when he saw that they had finished speaking, he immediately said, "Roast it for a while!" Maybe a little more baking will work! ”

The exorcist knew his father's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Zhuo, he didn't tell me to give up, but told me a secret recipe." ”

The exorcist followed the old man away, leaving Grandpa alone to carefully control the size of the flames.

After a while, the exorcist returned, with an extra handful of dead grass in his hand.

The exorcist stuffed the withered grass into the fire, and an unbearable smell hit his face, choking the exorcist and his grandfather.

Dad wiped his tears and asked, "What is this?" ”

"Rejuvenating Grass." The exorcist said, "We don't see it here, it's the old man who brought it from somewhere else, dried it and stored it. ”

"Rejuvenating Grass? And this kind of thing? "Daddy couldn't believe it.

The exorcist spread his hands and said, "I told you, I can only use dead horses as live horse doctors, and the old man said that this is a secret recipe, so I will use it." I also don't know what exactly this grass is and whether it works. ”

Later, my grandfather returned to Thrush Village to study medicinal herbs and found that there was a Chinese medicine called "Soul Rejuvenation Grass". Its scientific name is Aster, also known as braid, rejuvenating grass, mountain cabbage, is a perennial herb, is a common Asteraceae plant, is also a famous Chinese medicine. The pharmacopoeia has a drawing of "rejuvenating grass", which is shaped like a small wild chrysanthemum.

It's a pity that at that time, the old man Ba'an gave the exorcist the dried and deformed dry grass, and he couldn't see what it looked like. So many years later, when I saw the picture of the rejuvenating grass again, my father still didn't know if the rejuvenating grass that the old man Ba'an was talking about was aster.

A wisp of soul rejuvenating incense, and a red silk from Qing's sinking?

After the Soul Returning Grass was burned, the hammock actually shook slightly from side to side.

Grandpa was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly carried the man down from the hammock with the exorcist, and poured soup and water. The exorcist then peeled back the man's eyelids and found that his pupils were gradually returning to their normal shapes.

The exorcist moved the fire to the vicinity and continued to roast it, chatting with his grandfather while baking the fire.

That night, my father talked a lot with the exorcist.

The next day, the man finally woke up, and after listening to the exorcist tell him about the cause and effect, he knelt down in front of his grandfather with tears in his eyes, and swore that he would repay his grandfather for his rebirth by bumping horses. According to his own words, his name is Li Gui, a native of Guizhou, who is doing some small business in Tibet, and this time he returned to Guizhou through Sichuan and thought of encountering robbers and robbers, but he never thought of encountering this. Guizhou still has a large family of elderly and children to support, if something happens to them, the family will lose their economic support and backbone.

Eight years later, Li Gui found Thrush Village from Guizhou, saying that he had long wanted to follow his grandfather, but his mother was too old to bring a layman, and now that his mother had died, he brought his wife and children to Hunan.

Since then, Li Gui bought a piece of land in a small town not far away to start a business, and came to Thrush to visit his father every once in a while. He was indeed a businessman, and soon made a fortune and became a figure in the town. Later, when there was a three-year famine, some people starved to death, some people ate Guanyin soil and died of distension, some people ate grass leaves and died of poisoning, and it was rare to eat bran and drink clear soup porridge. And my grandfather's family did not starve to death due to Li Gui's covert rescue.

At that time, if anyone knew who had an extra bag of rice or rice bran, it would be strange if they were not surrounded by thousands of people. And the person who delivered the rice was naturally not exempt from the blame.

So during the Great Famine, my father didn't tell the rest of the family that Li Gui secretly sent rice. My grandfather saw that the rice jar at home was clean and clean, and there was not a single rice at the bottom of the jar, but he could still secretly eat a small bowl of fragrant rice every day, so he asked his grandfather where the rice came from.

Grandpa was afraid that his grandfather would leak the news, so he said nonsense that he had saved a fox before, and now the fox repaid his kindness and sent the food he had stored for the winter to his home.

Grandpa knew that his grandfather had dealt with strange forces and gods, and he believed it. When people asked him how he survived, he said that his father had saved a fox and that he had repaid the fox by bringing food to feed them every day.

Although others were envious when they heard this, they hated that they had killed and skinned the fox when they saw it, cooked the meat in soup, and sold the skin for money, and the fox could not send food and drink to their families, so they only said that "good people have good rewards".

Before I was born, Li Gui passed away. Grandpa took the family to his funeral and bowed.

After I was born, before my grandfather died, Li Gui's son often came to his grandfather's house to catch up. After the death of his grandfather, the contact between the Li family and the Ma family was much rarer. Although my grandfather knew Li Gui's son, the relationship was not so deep after all.