Chapter 13: There is a way

Lao Dao explained to Widow Ma and Wang Jili's wife: "This stele has been placed here for more than 20 years, and it is drenched by the boy's urine every day. ”

"Although this blood spirit stone only absorbs human blood, but for so many years, a little bit of the boy's urine has already infiltrated the stone tablet, and this stone tablet has long since lost the effect of absorbing resentment, even if it is taken back, it is impossible to lead the resentment out of the ground and let the resentment dissipate. Ay! How could it be so coincidental, even if it was put in the women's toilet at the beginning, it would be fine. ”

"What can I do, Dao Chief, can I wash this stone tablet?" Wang Jili's wife hurriedly asked.

Lao Dao shook his head and said, "The Blood Spirit Stone has been broken, and there is no way to return to the sky." No matter how clean it is, it's useless. Don't believe you're looking. After Lao Dao finished speaking, he grabbed Chen Ziyang's little hand, and with the other hand, he took out an awl-like thing from his pocket and pierced Chen Ziyang's middle finger. Chen Ziyang shouted in pain.

Lao Dao put Chen Ziyang's middle finger on the stele, and squeezed out a few drops of blood from Chen Ziyang's middle finger, and the blood dripped on the stele, and the blood on the stele slowly flowed down the stele, and was not sucked into the stele as Lao Dao said before.

Chen Ziyang hurriedly put his middle finger in his mouth and held it, his eyes widened angrily, and he asked in his mouth, "What do you have to Duza your own." ”

"Poor people are afraid of pain...... You have to respect your teacher. Chen Ziyang almost fainted.

Seeing that this stele was indeed ineffective, Wang Jili's wife was really anxious, and chased after Lao Dao vigorously and asked what to do. Lao Dao smelled that the smell in the toilet was too big, and it was not a place to talk about things, so the group walked out of the school gate and continued to discuss.

Lao Dao took out a pile of written yellow paper talismans from his coat pocket, handed them to Wang Jili's wife, and said: "You take these talismans, this talisman is called the righteous qi talisman, which is the most yang of all the talismans, you pull your man out to bask in the sun every morning, and give your man a bowl of talisman paper water to drink before going to bed at night, just one at a time, just do what I did that day, burn it and stir it into the water." I thought it would be nice to take the stele back and have your man for ten days and a half months, so I didn't paint much, here are twenty sheets, you use them first. I'm slowly thinking of other options. ”

When Wang Jili's wife heard this, what's wrong, this is a long-term preparation, if this can't be cured in a lifetime, what can be done. So she didn't let go of the old way, and the old way got out of it. Before leaving, Lao Dao noticed that the horse widow seemed to have a trace of disappointment in her eyes when she looked at him.

On the way home, I ate the old way for nothing, I haven't asked about the world for a long time, and as soon as I came up, I ran into a hard stubble like the blood spirit, and I couldn't break it, this old face was all lost, I was really breathless. Especially this Wang Jili, possessed by the resentment of the blood spirit, although it was suppressed by the yang energy in the spirit rune for a short time, but it could kill people after a long time. Lao Dao felt that his worried hair was a few gray.

This incident had the most direct impact on Chen Ziyang, because it was in this school when Chen Ziyang was in middle school later. Because of this stone monument, Chen Ziyang has not gone to the toilet at school for three years. It wasn't until Chen Ziyang was about to graduate from middle school that he found an opportunity to muster up the courage to go into the school's women's toilet and fulfill a wish five years ago.

In the next few days, Lao Dao symbolically went to see Wang Jili, Wang Jili now knows how to sleep, but fortunately, he can drink some porridge now, and he no longer has to rely on hanging bottles to maintain his life. Lao Dao comforted Wang Jili's family and told them to rest assured that he was thinking of a way. Wang Jili's father promised Lao Dao that if he could cure his son, he would invite Lao Dao to eat sauerkraut and stew goose every winter. Lao Dao could only swallow his saliva in his stomach.

The rest of these days, Lao Dao is lying on the kang to find a way or flipping through his old yellowed books, but there is still no progress, and Lao Dao is frowning every day.

In the past few days, Coke has broken Chen Ziyang, and Lao Dao doesn't even play the game console, so he called his classmate and friend Yang Lei to Lao Dao's house, and the two of them played the game console happily. In the past, Yang Lei often came to play, but he couldn't get anywhere.

Now the old way that usually plays games with a huge level finally no longer occupies the handle of the game console, Yang Lei's game level is higher than the old way I don't know how many times, Chen Ziyang and Yang Lei have cleared the levels that they haven't played for a long time together in the past few days, and the two children are having fun.

On this day, Lao Dao was lying on the bed trying to find a way, when he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of two children arguing. I don't know why these two dolls quarreled, the child is so virtuous, today is good tomorrow, the old way doesn't care, just listen to their quarrel.

"Phew, I'll vomit you."

"Phew, I'll vomit you too."

"You wait, I'll smash the glass of your house at night."

"I'll smash your glass at night!"

"Phew!"

"I'll pew you!"

When Lao Dao heard it, how could the quarrel between these two children be like looking in the mirror, and they both said the same. But Lao Dao listened for a while, the more he listened, the brighter his eyes became, and when he heard that Lao Dao's eyes were rolling in the end, Lao Dao slapped his thigh and jumped up directly from the kang, and his head hit the roof with a bang, which scared the two children honestly.

Lao Dao didn't care about the pain, put on his shoes and ran out, shouting as he ran: "There is a way, there is a way!" ”

Chen Ziyang couldn't care less about continuing to quarrel with Yang Lei, so he hurriedly ran out with the old way, and Yang Lei said angrily while running: "Haha, I'll learn from the master, you don't have a master, you can't learn, haha." ”

Lao Dao took Chen Ziyang and ran to Wang Jili's house like a gust of wind, shouting all over the yard that there was a way.

Wang Jili's family happened to be in the courtyard, and as soon as they heard that there was a move, they hurriedly sat on a small bench like a village meeting, and listened to the old way.

"Have you noticed what this blood spirit does look like?" Lao Dao asked.

Wang Jili's father was anxious when he heard this, "My dear master, you have a way to hurry up and say, let's not sell Guanzi, okay, what is the urgency of our family, my son drinks rune paper water every day, and the he drinks is about to pull out mosquito coils, I beg you, let's hurry up." ”

Lao Dao lined his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm also happy for a while." Don't you think this blood spirit is acting like a child? ”

Seeing the confused eyes of Wang Jili's family and Chen Ziyang, Lao Dao continued: "Normally, the weight of this blood spirit resentment is rare in the world, and it is easy to kill your son with the mana of this thing. But your son has been fine for so long, your cow has trampled on the house of the blood spirit, and the blood spirit is going to demolish your house, this is like a child quarreling, you hit him, he beats you. ”

"Then I thought that this blood spirit had only begun to form since the stone tablet was dug up more than twenty years ago. More than 20 years is half a lifetime in terms of people, but as far as these things are concerned, more than 20 years is just a flick of a finger. Therefore, the intelligence of this blood spirit is no more than that of a child of a few years old. Possible...... Maybe even he is not as good as him. After Lao Dao finished speaking, he pointed to Chen Ziyang.

As soon as Chen Ziyang heard the old Tao say this, the beauty was bad, and finally there was something better than others, but if you think about it carefully, there seems to be something wrong.

Lao Dao continued: "I said before that there are two ways to save your son, breaking the blood spirit or connecting the stone tablet. Now the road to the stele is completely blocked, and only the Blood Broken Spirit remains. Breaking the Blood Spirit is not something I can do alone, and I didn't recommend the Blood Breaking Spirit before because I was afraid that the Blood Spirit's resentment would be too heavy, and I would hurt other people and take a few more lives. ”

"But now that we find out that this blood spirit's spirit is just a child, then we can deceive this blood spirit and lead him to the blood spirit coffin, and it will be much easier to break the blood spirit coffin without the blood spirit. As soon as the blood spirit coffin is broken, the blood spirit will naturally dissipate, and your son will be fine. ”

Wang Jili's father heard that there was a door, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Dao Chief, are you sure, if there is, then we will do it." ”

"It's not yet there, but we can prepare first, and when the time comes, if I lure the blood spirit out, we'll do it, and if we can't lead it out, we won't lose anything, and we won't hurt others, so it's a big deal to find a way."

When Wang Jili's father heard that there was a door, he patted his thigh, stood up and said, "Okay, what do you want, Dao Chief, let's prepare." ”