Su Xiaobai followed silently, hesitating to use his ability to investigate.

Judging from the old man's outfit, it shouldn't look like a simple village old man, and he is still wandering outside after dark, there must be some real kung fu.

Otherwise, if he encounters either the Buddha and the Paper Lady, he will definitely die.

"Old man, what do you call it?"

Su Xiaobai asked tentatively, wanting to get some effective information from the conversation with the old man first.

"Han Ai, to put it nicely, you have to call me Han Duangong."

He spoke with a steady breath, suddenly sensing something, and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"Hurry up, it's coming."

The old man added again, of course Su Xiaobai knew that the paper lady was gone, but the Buddha hadn't left yet.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Under the probing of the light, the two men soon found the exit of the grove, and in front of them was a depression with rows of low houses, and it seemed that this was not a wilderness.

"When you enter the village, go to the brightly lit house in front of you, lock the door, and wait for me to come back."

The old man stood at the intersection of the village and no longer walked inside, but told Su Xiaobai to find a safe place for himself.

He did this as if he wanted to stop the Buddha himself.

In the forest, the Buddha showed half a broken face, and was slowly approaching the village, and time was running out.

Su Xiaobai quickly said goodbye to the old man, turned around and ran to the village, taking advantage of this time to report his safety to the discussion group.

[The team leader is still alive.] 】

[Me too.] 】

[I think, therefore I am.] 】

[Changshan Zhao Zilong is here. 】

I'm from the motherland: [I'll disrupt the formation.] Ask me, what does the old man mean by 'Duan Gong'? 】

Zhao Zilong in Xia Changshan: [In the ancient restaurant, the old man who served the bowl meant it. 】

I'm from the motherland: [Impossible, it's not at all.] If it's really what you say, I'll upside down on the spot! 】

Su Xiaobai looked at their conversation and felt that it was unreliable, and he had to find a "senior monk" to ask.

[@大威天龙高僧, ask the same question.] 】

I'm from my motherland: [Team leader, how did you do this?] 】

[Click on someone else's screen name.] Speaking of which, the senior monk should be clear, he knows these things better. 】

I am from the motherland: [Now learning and using: @大威天龙高僧. 】

Dawei Tianlong High Monk: [In. My grandfather once said that in their time, Duangong and Shenpo were the same kind of people, responsible for driving away evil and curing diseases, which was more common in old villages or mountainous areas. 】

I'm from the motherland: [Isn't that right?] The doll in my stomach is tricky, I have long been unhappy with it, just ask Han Duan Gongzhi to treat it! 】

Dawei Tianlong Monk: [It should be possible, but let's wait for him to come back first, I guess it's very hanging.] 】

After reading all the chat records, Su Xiaobai came back to his senses again and continued to walk forward.

It was a low, wide wooden house with an open door with a lock between the two doors and a thick iron chain hanging from the left door.

This object of locking the door is a little rare, if it is a little retro, it should be similar to the wooden stick or mechanism lock of the temple, and the door is closed with an iron chain, Su Xiaobai This is the first time I have seen it.

After entering the door and locking it as instructed, Su Xiaobai walked straight to the wooden table and rummaged carefully, expecting to find some special items.

But in reality, there were only ashtrays, clay bowls, teapots, oil lamps, and a few curing herbs on the table, all of which were commonplace.

Walking down the table to the corner, a yellow booklet hung diagonally above the wall, revealing the white printing paper underneath.

"Is this a calendar book? It looks a little old. ”

He thought to himself, reached out and took the yellow notebook, and carefully untied the five-colored thread wrapped around it.

[The calendar of Han Duan's public house follows the extremely rare lunar calendar method, the current number of pages: the seventh day of the seventh month. 】

"Tanabata Festival, useless ........."

Before he could fully open it, he glanced at the subtitles and put the calendar away and put it back in its original place.

Seeing that there was nothing else to find, Su Xiaobai also gave up and went home.

But at least, after such an investigation, he could conclude that the old man's house was very clean, and it was safer to stay here than to run outside.

"Wait for Old Man Han to come back first, and then ask about the potion."

Su Xiaobai sat back on the small bench while thinking.

While waiting, I looked out through the crack in the door, and it was still raining lightly.

Quiet as the deep sea, dark, hazy, everywhere you look, there is only lifeless dead wood, but it is more and more strange in the eyes.

This made Su Xiaobai worry about whether the old man would be able to come back alive after meeting the Buddha.

........

........

Unconsciously, he had been staying in this place for dozens of minutes, and he was a little sleepy from waiting, and his eyes were open and closed, barely maintained.

Just as I was drowsy, the door in front of me suddenly shook, and then there was a knock on the door, and everything became abnormal.

However, with his previous experience, he did not pick the lock and respond immediately, but looked at the figure outside with the help of the crack in the door.

Sheepskin coats, monkey skin hats, these special outfits show that it is Han Duangong.

"It's me."

A familiar call came from outside the door, and Su Xiaobai's tense nerves slowed down slightly, so he got up and opened the door and let Han Duangong walk in.

[Han Ai, self-proclaimed Han Duangong, 63 years old, no initial ability, anomalous technique: breathing technique. 】

The two of them sat down together around the table, but Old Man Han's complexion was not very good.

He frowned, but smiled and asked, "Guess what I found in the forest?" ”

"What's that?"

After Su Xiaobai asked rhetorically, Old Man Han was silent.

A mud bowl was placed on the wooden table, and there was still a slight smell of urine at the bottom of the mud bowl, which was the one that Su Xiaobai had thrown away.

It was actually found by Old Man Han, why did he do this, could it be that this thing has something to do with him?

With these questions, Su Xiaobai pretended not to know anything, and pretended to be tentative: "Han Duangong, what do you mean by this?" ”

"You kid used up the urine of the boy inside and threw it in the wild, right?"

Old man Han said that, from his expression, it could be seen that he was now trying his best to suppress his anger.

There must be something else hidden in it, so Su Xiaobai didn't hide it, and said directly what he did: "That's right, in order to survive, I had to use up the boy urine inside!" ”

Old man Han was shocked, his face was as red as a chili pepper, and he scolded loudly: "Oh, you are really bad for me!" ”

Su Xiaobai listened to his excited words, his eyes widened, and he didn't react for a while.

Old man Han's face was a little regretful and helpless, pointed to the clay bowl, and explained: "That boy's urine was originally the corrosive liquid I used to suppress the Buddha. ”

"It's good now, if you throw it like this, the Buddha will wake up in advance, and it will only increase the variables!"

Su Xiaobai's eyes widened, and he was speechless for a while, could it be that I became the culprit for attracting the Buddha?

But at the beginning, it was the program team that reminded the temple that there were talismans, and everyone thought it was a child's urine, so they took it; How could he have thought that it was also the suppression of the Buddha.

This damn program group, the Yin people really have a set!