Chapter 561: The Root of the Disease
When I said this, I couldn't help but be stunnedI think when I first met Zhang Yuan, he was an absolutely good person, but I didn't expect to be the king of Hades for a term, and he became a little disregarding the life and death of all beings.
I was thinking nonsense in my heart, but Wushuang took over and said, "In this case, we should find the cause of their illness, you say, why are they sick?" ”
The abbot held a face in his hand and said, "How do I know this?" I'm not a doctor. ”
I suddenly felt a little itchy in my throat, so I coughed twice, but I didn't expect that when I coughed like this, I immediately felt very comfortable. So I coughed more violently, and then, I couldn't control it at all.
At first, the Musou didn't notice my strangeness. But as I coughed louder and louder, they all panicked and asked me, "What's wrong with you?" ”
I swallowed and foamed at the mouth and waved my hand: "It's okay, don't worry, it's just two coughs." ”
Then I wiped my lips.
When I looked at my hand again, I froze, and there was some blood on it.
The man had been looking at us strangely, and for so long, he hadn't been involved in our discussions. When he saw me coughing up blood, he said with certainty, "It's a lung disease." A lot of people here. ”
I shook my head, "No, how long have I been here?" It's just a night's sleep with you, even if it's ......"
Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered something: "I just slept all night?" "Could it be that while I was sleeping, I was infected by those sick spirits?
King Jizo said, "It's very likely. After all, we don't have the strength now, and when we sleep, we don't have any defenses at all, so maybe those sick ghosts will pass on the disease to you. ”
The abbot looked at me sympathetically: "Xu You, the two of us are grasshoppers tied to the same rope now." ”
At this time, I really understood the meaning of a few idioms, they are: watching the fire from the other side, scratching the itch from the boots, and empathizing.
Whether these words are true or not, they are about seeing others suffering, feeling sympathy in their hearts, or looking at the excitement.
Yesterday the abbot's face was swollen, and I did sympathize with it with the mood of watching the excitement. Now that it was my turn, I realized how sad and desperate it was.
Wushuang said: "Don't worry, I will definitely be able to solve these ghosts." ”
I nodded, "I know." ”
Wushuang looked at me as if she didn't believe me, and she said, "Don't you believe me? I'll take the peachwood sword and kill them one by one. It's too embarrassing to hit you with the idea. ”
I smiled and patted Wushuang's hand and said, "I'll help you kill together." ”
The abbot retorted to the two of us: "There are so many ghosts, how can they be killed?" ”
Wushuang glared and said, "If I say that I can finish killing, I will definitely be able to kill it." Even if I have a breath, my peachwood sword will kill ghosts. ”
Seeing that Wushuang was about to get angry, the abbot immediately shut up and didn't dare to say any more.
King Jizo pondered for a while and said, "Have you noticed that when the old woman said it last night, there was a detail? ”
I keenly felt that this detail might have something to do with our illness, so I asked, "What detail?" ”
King Jizo said, "The old woman used to say that the souls of those who are cremated do not matter, but those who are buried will get sick. ”
The abbot suddenly realized: "I understand, there is a master living in the crematorium, and in order to improve his performance, he thought of such a bad move." ”
None of us took the abbot's speculation seriously.
Wushuang stood up and said, "We have to go and see their graves, perhaps, the reason lies in their bodies." ”
Jizo nodded, "I think so too. Then he looked at the man, "Can you lead the way?" ”
The man hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes." ”
I saw that his eyes were red and he was yawning all the time, knowing that he was tired from the night shift. So he said, "Don't worry, send us to the place, and you will come back to sleep." ”
The man smiled slightly and said, "I really want to see how Taoist priests catch ghosts." ”
We followed the man and walked slowly towards the outside of the village.
The village was built on the river's edge, and there was a stench in the air. And the direction we walked was actually towards the stinky river.
The man stopped, pointed to a tomb and said, "This is it." We all sighed, "Sure enough, this is it." ”
The man wondered, "Have you been here?" ”
We nodded: "I spent the night here the day before yesterday. At that time, I didn't see so many cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods. ”
The abbot looked at me, winked, and asked, "This kid has been watching here, how can we dig the grave?" ”
I was about to answer, but unexpectedly, the man heard this.
He frowned and asked us, "You want to dig graves?" ”
At this point, it was useless to deny it, so I had to honestly reply, "That's right, we're going to dig a grave." ”
The man pointed to one of the graves and said, "Dig this." ”
I was surprised, "Isn't this the grave of your village?" ”
The man nodded: "Yes, it's just our village, it's just that this family has an enmity with me, and someone comes to dig a grave, and it's too late for me to be happy." ”
Then he yawned and said, "I'm so sleepy, I'll go back to sleep first, I don't know what you're doing." ”
Then he turned around and went back to the village.
A few of us looked at each other, and we all looked at each other strangely.
The river stinks, and few people come. What's more, this is a cemetery.
I have to say that the man helped us pick a grave very good, a little hidden.
The abbot stretched out his hand and said, "If this grave had been dug up two days ago, we wouldn't have so many things, I have a hunch that the group of ghosts trapped in the gang are also these people, and they didn't run." ”
I asked the abbot, "Shall we go back to the village and get some tools?" ”
The abbot waved his hand: "No, it's easy to arouse suspicion when you go back to get the tools." ”
When I saw the hot abbot, I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh: "Sure enough, the fire burns on me and I care the most." ”
Then I coughed and suddenly thought, "Now I'm on fire too." ”
So I crouched down and helped the abbot dig the grave.
Ten minutes later, we were already able to see the coffin. The abbot kept picking up the dirt with both hands. Suddenly, a statin occurred.
I asked, "What's wrong?" ”
The abbot was a little nervous and said, "This pit is soft. ”
I frowned: "Is it soft?" What do you mean? ”
The abbot said: "I suspect that the people below did not use a coffin, but directly loaded the corpse. ”
Wushuang took out the peachwood sword: "Let me poke it and take a look." ”
The peerless peachwood sword pierced in. By the time he pulled it out again, the blade was already black. Moreover, a little black water is soaked out of the soil.
We all looked at the bottom of the pit puzzled: "What does this mean?" ”
The abbot found a few thick branches from a short distance away, and then began to dig into the soil underneath with them.
After digging a few times, we realized that there was no dirt underneath. Turned into black mud. And the mud stenched, just like the river next to it.
I looked at the river and thought: this cemetery is not far from the river, could it be that this stinky river has affected this place?
I was thinking about it when the abbot said, "All right. ”
When we looked back, we saw a coffin, half rotten, with an incomplete skeleton lying inside. And this coffin, almost completely soaked in black mud, the situation is quite miserable.
King Jizo recited the Buddha and said, "It seems that the water in this river has polluted this cemetery. ”
It dawned on me: "This river has polluted the corpses, and the corpses have been soaked in this stinky water for a long time, so there is something wrong with the soul." No wonder ghosts get sick too. ”
King Jizo nodded and said, "I should have thought a long time ago, the changes in the soul are mostly related to the body. ”
Wushuang looked at the stinky river next to him: "Where did this river water come from?" ”
I pointed upstream: "It should be there, let's go over and have a look." ”
A few of us, holding our noses, walked upstream.
After walking for more than ten minutes, I finally saw several large pipes, which were draining water into the river.
The abbot said, "It seems that we have found the roots. ”