Episode 12; Taigong's means

A group of adults who went out of Zhuangzi to look for Zhang Chengfeng didn't walk a few steps when they saw a large group of children returning to the entrance of the village, and a man grabbed Zhang Chengfeng's body and picked him up and left.

The four sweaty Tiger Sergeants were finally relieved, and the children who saw the adults were finally not afraid, and they all followed the adults back to the village.

"Uncle Seventh is back, you see?"

"Oh, it's good to be back."

"Hurry up, put the child down and talk about it."

When Liu Wang saw that his son was unconscious, he immediately began to cry again, and Liu Laoshi hurriedly persuaded him;

"I said don't cry, Uncle Seven lived to be ninety years old, what has not happened before? Most of the blind dates in Zhuangzi are present, and they can always save your son, don't make a fuss, okay? ”

"Well, that's fine, I just don't cry."

A strong man touched Zhang Chengfeng's chest and touched his nose again, and then raised his head and said embarrassedly;

"Seventh uncle, this is all ...... It's out of gas. ”

"Alas...... Oops......"

"Oops, the ...... in the old third room"

As soon as he heard the few words that were out of breath, Liu Wang's eyes rolled and fell backwards, and a few eyes hurriedly came over to support him and arranged it in the house.

Liu Laoshi was also anxious this time;

"Uncle, do you think you can still save it?"

The old man didn't say anything, he kept pondering, the villagers next to him are busier than the main family!

"Third brother, it's not that the younger brother is talking nonsense, you come to touch it, it's cold."

"Yes, honestly, your son is completely out of breath, how can this be saved?"

"Alas, this child is really miserable, he just fell into the river and was rescued for a month, and this time he was beaten by God again...... What's this called, is this? ”

"Seventh uncle, I'm afraid that the people from the underworld will come over and take it away in a while, right?"

"I think it's mysterious, if you can't figure it out, I'm going to come to lead people now."

"Don't say it, I really feel cold, maybe it's already here."

"Shut up!"

The cold old man scolded, and the audience fell silent, and the old man pointed to a few strong men;

"My old man suddenly remembered an important matter, and I will talk about it later, this child is out of breath, but the soul is there, and the old man will know it by looking at his face."

"That uncle, no one can do anything now."

"Yes, Uncle Seven."

"No, there is no doctor."

"Even if there is, when I invited you here, it was eight hundred years late."

"You guys, hurry up and dig a pit here, it's a little deeper, hurry up."

"What? Seventh uncle, you can't be buried at the door of your house, right? Isn't that good? ”

"Yes, Uncle Seven, if you want to bury it, you have to bury it far away, right?"

"That's it, how can there be a saying that you are buried in front of your house?"

"Who said it was going to be buried? The old man is a helper, three babies, hurry up and get the guy out, they don't dig you to dig, it's fast and there is still help. ”

"Okay, uncle, don't worry, let's go."

Liu Laoshi didn't say a word, ran into the side room and got a few handfuls of things, and when he came over, he moved towards the place pointed by the old man.

"I'll do it too, no matter what I want to do, I'll do my best."

"I'll do it too."

"Count me in again."

The old man commanded the scene;

"Dig a little deeper, not too wide, by the way, who's going to get seven oil lamps?"

"I'll go, I'll look in the honest house."

"Seven lamps, I'll go to my house and get two."

"I'll go back and get two too."

"Go now, go back quickly."

A few neighbor women who lived nearby went home to get lanterns, and the old man commanded here to dig the pit and put Zhang Chengfeng in!

"Put it away, put it in order, and get your clothes neat, where did you get that?"

Liu Sanniang, who had been thinking about the queen's throne next to her, crowded into the crowd and hurriedly responded;

"The sword, this is the sword that the black bull dug up for my king, dug out in my field."

The old man pondered for a moment, and then made a new arrangement;

"Sixth, put the child's sword in it, I heard that this thing can suppress ghosts."

"I've also heard of my uncle, and I've heard that the sword and sharp weapon that kills people can ward off evil spirits!"

"What's the point? Hurry up and put it in. ”

"Good, good!"

"Where's the oil lamp? Have you taken it? ”

The old man turned his head and shouted.

"Come on, come on, Liu Laoshi's house has three lights."

"There's more, there's two more."

The neighbor woman closest to Liu Laoshi's house ran over and placed two lamps on the edge of the pit.

Not long after, the other neighbor's women also brought oil lamps to make up the numbers.

"Okay, okay, it's enough for seven, let's light all the lights and talk about the rest, hurry up, it's going to be troublesome if it's late."

"Okay uncle."

"Okay, hurry."

A group of villagers lit all the seven lamps with all their hands and feet, and the seventh uncle breathed a sigh of relief, sitting on the edge of the pit and watching the long-dead child;

"The old man's method has a way to go."

"Uncle, the method you came up with must be superior."

"That's it, why didn't my uncle go south and north when he was young?"

"Uncle's hand is clever, but what else is the way to come, can you tell us about it?"

"When a few of us got separated from the team, we entered a mountain, and there were more than a dozen families in the mountain, and a strong man died, and an old man in the mountain used this method.

It is said that in the Zhou Dynasty in ancient times, there was a firewood seller, who killed others by mistake, and the soldiers painted the ground as a prison, and reported to King Wen, and then King Wen came to check, and he was impartial and straightforward, and asked him to kill people to pay for his life, and the firewood seller begged King Wen to go home to see his old mother again,

King Wen agreed with a good heart, and agreed that the firewood seller would come back two days later to die, but he never returned, how powerful is King Wen's sixty hexagrams?

It was the Heavenly Palace, the Lower Divination Prefecture, and it was a hexagram that said that the firewood seller was already dead, and there was no need to pursue this matter.

However, the firewood seller didn't die well, that is, he met Jiang Taigong, and Taigong used this method to teach him to avoid the detention of the underworld, and with this method, no one can take Shiro's, now you can rest assured, I dare to say that Shiro will wake up in two days at most. ”

"I see? Awesome! ”

"That is, King Wen can't find out life and death."

"That's it, King Wen is a star in the sky, in fact, he is a living immortal, and the immortals can't find out life and death, let alone those evil ghosts who come to lead people's souls."

"Oh, it's okay now, Shiro is saved."

"It's okay to be saved, didn't you see the uncomfortable coma in the third room? This little capable man will do great things in the future, if he is really taken away by the evil ghost, Liu Laoshi's woman will have to cry to death. ”

Liu Laoshi, who was next to the crowd, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the most respected and most powerful uncle concluded that the child could be saved.