Dafang looked at Ma Qiqi, a little hesitant.

Fan Shou probably saw that she was hesitating, so he walked over, reached out and patted her round shoulder, and said to her: "Qiqi, don't worry, I will let Shi and Yunkai guard her." Besides, the bugs in her body have been taken out, and there is nothing wrong with her body. You can take us to those two head descenders. ”

When Ma Dafang heard Fan Shou say this, he took a deep breath, "Okay, I'll take you to find it tomorrow, but if you find a place, I won't go in." ”

Ma Dafang's Gu skill level is higher than Ma Qiqi's, so he is a witch Gu master above the Gu God, how can this kind of witch Gu master be afraid of the head lowering master? Could it be that the head descender's medicine is more powerful than the witch master's Gu thing?

"Absolutely." Fan Shou's thick eyebrows also stretched out at this time, and it seemed that he persuaded Ma Dafang to take us to find the head lowerer, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The child belongs to the two of us, and he has no less affection for them than I do.

Because the house where Zheng Yunkai and Ma Qiqi live only has two rooms, a few of us can't live in it at night, so after discussion, Ma Dafang stayed and lived in a room with Ma Qiqi; Zheng Yunkai and Fan Shishi in a room; Fan Code and I went to live at the patriarch's house.

We were taken by Zheng Yunkai to the patriarch's house, where the patriarch's house was at the entrance of the village, the bottom of the house was made of stone, the top was wooden, and the top was not covered with tiles, but asbestos tiles and straw. This house is in this village, which is considered good. The Black Miao people here in Sabah are really too poor. However, because their ancestors are Chinese, there is no language barrier between them and us.

The patriarch's family consists of a total of five people, an old couple, a daughter and son-in-law, and a little niece.

When we were brought over by Zheng Yunkai, the family was eating around a tattered table. It is now the late autumn season, it is raining again, the weather is cold and damp, and their family of five is wearing tattered national costumes, except for the child who has a pair of broken shoes to wear on his feet, and the other members of the family are wearing yellow rubber slippers, which are provided to guests in public baths in the country.

The family of five also ate very simple, that is, white rice and a stewed potato to cook, and when they saw us coming, the whole family, including the children, greeted us with a smile and invited us to eat with them.

Originally, I was going to refuse, but Fan Shou said "Kuoyi" (yes) in the local language of Dafan Village, so the wife of the old patriarch went to the room and moved two plastic stools to make them for us.

Zheng Yunkai was still in a hurry to go back to guard Ma Qiqi, so he briefly introduced our origin and purpose to the patriarch's family, and went back.

After the patriarch waited for him to leave, he asked his daughter to fill two bowls of rice in a porcelain bowl with a missing mouth, and her husband put wine glasses for Fan Shou and me, and then asked her daughter, who looked less than ten years old, to go to the room and bring a jar of wine to fill it for Fan Shou and me.

When the little girl poured me wine, as soon as she was halfway poured, Fan Shou took the wine bottle in her hand and teased her in the local language, "This aunt can't drink, otherwise she will go crazy when she is drunk, and she will bite when she is crazy!" ”

The little girl's little face, which was flushed with cold, really showed a timid expression at me, and her eyes looked at me curiously, wanting to say something to me, but she was afraid, so she withdrew into her mother's arms.

Her mother smiled at me and didn't speak, probably a little embarrassed.

"How old is your daughter? So cute! I couldn't help but reach out and touch the little girl's face, but I found that as soon as I reached over, her mother's face changed, and she took the child into her arms.

My hand fluttered into the air, and I didn't touch the child, so I withdrew my hand in embarrassment, and found that the eyes of the family looked at me and instantly became vigilant.

I don't know why, I hurriedly looked at Fan Shou for help, Fan Shou was also confused, and then his pupils turned around, thought about it, and asked the patriarch with a smile: "Patriarch, this is the first time we have come here in Sabah, and we don't know much about some local customs, if there is any unintentional offense, please understand." ”

As soon as he said this, the family's face recovered a little, and the old patriarch said to Fan Shou: "We don't have many rules, that is, strangers can't touch children." ”

"May I ask what the reason is?" Fan Shou asked politely.

The old patriarch did not answer Fan Shou's words in a hurry, but drank the glass of wine in front of his table in one gulp, then touched his sparse beard, and said helplessly: "It's not all because of the fact that the local indigenous people have repeatedly stolen the child to be a little ghost!" ”

Gremlin?

When Fan Shou and I heard this, we both glanced at each other, and a look of doubt appeared in each other's eyes, and then we both moved our eyes to the old patriarch.

Fan Shou saw that the old patriarch didn't continue, so he asked, "Little ghost? Is it a silk bottle? ”

"What is a silk bottle?" It's the first time I've heard of this word, so I asked Fan Shou.

Fan Shou explained to me briefly, "The Siluo bottle is said to be a ghost controlled by the head descender, and I don't know the specifics." ”

As soon as Fan Shou's words fell, the old patriarch said to his daughter: "Zhouzhou, take the maid to sleep, by the way, vacate your room tonight for the guest and his wife to sleep." ”

Her daughter nodded, and then left with the child and went to a nearby room.

As I watched the little girl leave, a sense of loss came over me, and then I thought of my children again, and I felt a pang of sadness in my heart.

Just when I was sad, Fan Shou's big palm was applied to my hand and squeezed it tightly, his warm palm made my heart slowly warm and looked at him. When he saw me looking at him, he pursed his lips and gave me a look of comfort.

After seeing his daughter enter the house with her niece, the patriarch said to Fan Shou: "The Siluo bottle that Mr. Fan just said is not a little ghost. On the contrary, Siluo Bottle is a junior head descending master, because he is not good at practicing flying head descending practice, so he has become a slave of a senior head descending master. And the little ghost is different, the little ghost is something used by the head lowerer to sell money, also called "belly ghost child".

In this place in Nanyang, there are some head lowering divisions who specialize\\