The old monk gave him a drawing and asked him to urge the villagers to relocate according to the layout drawn on the drawing, demolish some houses and rebuild some houses, so as to change the overall layout of the village, which seemed to be related to feng shui.

The imp, short sword, jade box and other objects were also left by the old monk, saying that he used them for self-defense and threatening and intimidating the villagers who did not cooperate, and the villagers who entrusted the Taoist priest to help were also among the victims. Coincidentally, I was able to bump into that little ghost in the village, and it was just in time for Liang Qingshan to send the little ghost out to scare the uncooperative villagers, so as to coax the villagers to demolish on the grounds that "feng shui is not good and it is easy to run into evil spirits".

The villagers all know about the recent unpeaceful things in the village, so even if it is just night, no one dares to go out, and the little ghost itself is not very intelligent, except for Liang Qingshan's orders, more often he still relies on instinct to act. On the street, it bumped into me, a stunned young man who was weak in yang and dared to come out at night, and he thought of infringing on me.

I met a Taoist priest to save me, otherwise I would have to shed my skin if I didn't die this time, which made my already unhealthy body worse.

I don't know what the Taoist priest said, but I was entrusted by Liang Qingshan's wife to help Liang Qingshan say a few good words, although he can say that he almost killed me twice, but one yard is one yard, his wife is indeed kind to me, and putting these aside, from Liang Qingshan's point of view, he really can't be said to be the mastermind.

Seeing that they escorted Liang Qingshan, the Taoist priest was ready to leave, I hurriedly grabbed him, the ability he showed before had convinced me, at this time my attitude was naturally a lot more respectful, I wanted to ask him if there was a way to cure my disease.

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"Lao Jie, your illness is a little unusual." In the small hotel room I rented before, the Taoist priest took the pulse, divined, and drew talismans...... After a thorough operation, I came to such a conclusion that was like nonsense.

After all, it can be regarded as experiencing life and death together, and the relationship between the two of us has become much closer at this time.

"You say I'm sick? But before Fruit Li said that this was fate, a catastrophe that should be in life. "I told him everything I knew without reservation.

That means that the person's level is not good, so he will attribute this to fate, as long as the cause cannot be found, it will all be attributed to fate. This is a common tool in our line of work. The Taoist priest smiled proudly and with a little lewdness.

“…… So, do you know what the cause is? How to treat it? "I asked the most critical questions.

"When you were a kid, did you ever encounter 'that aspect,' you know what I'm talking about?" The Taoist priest put away his smile and looked serious.

I nodded, and said, "I know, let me think about it......" I fell into deep thought, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in my mind, and I remembered something.

It was a summer when I was a kid, and my dad took me to visit the hometown of a friend of his, whom we will call Uncle Skinny for the time being. He was accompanied by another friend of the two, whom we will call Uncle Fat for the time being.

At first, it was normal to eat, drink and have fun, and after the wine and food were full, the thin uncle said that there was a big reservoir behind their village, and it was so hot at noon in summer that he simply went to the reservoir to swim and take a bath (swimming in this kind of reservoir without permission is a dangerous behavior, please do not imitate).

A group of four of us drove to the edge of the reservoir, which was built by man, and the area was very large, and the edge of the reservoir was the kind of soft sandy land, which felt like a beach by the sea.

Far away we saw something lying on the beach, and when we got closer, it turned out to be a dead dog, medium size, the kind of earth dog that is very common in the countryside, and the corpse was partially decomposed.

The three adults were puzzled by how there could be a dead dog in this place, but they didn't care too much and went swimming in the water.

The reservoir was built artificially, so the entrance to the water was steep, and the edge of the reservoir was almost perpendicular to the surface and bottom of the water.

Maybe we also knew the danger, and with a child like me, we didn't dare to swim far from the shore, so we kept soaking in the water on the shore.

At this moment, Uncle Skinny's foot suddenly kicked something hard, and he reached out to dig out a large river mussel from the black mud on the bank.

This kind of mussel is actually not delicious, and the meat is very old, but everyone understands, man, until he dies, he is a teenager, just for fun, the four of us began to dig up the silt on the bank, and it didn't take long to dig out seven or eight large mussels.

Suddenly, the fat uncle seemed to have dug into something unusual, and he pulled hard, and it turned out to be a black bone. Because the silt by the river is also black, we judge that this bone must have been buried in it for a long time and has been assimilated.

My dad and Uncle Thin both disliked him and told him to throw it away, but Uncle Fat didn't care, and was very complacent about playing with the bones, guessing with them what kind of animal bones it was.

At that time, we all immediately thought of the dead dog we had just seen on the beach, and we all thought that some similar critter had died and was buried underneath.

I was also young at that time, and I didn't know anything bad at all, and I didn't have any awe in my heart, but I thought it was novel and funny, so I dug down the place where the fat uncle had dug before, and pulled out two or three similar black bones one after another.

At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I didn't know how to be afraid, but when I grew up and remembered it, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became. The bone was clearly not from a small animal like a dog, because it was very long, almost as long as an adult's forearm, and the shape and thickness were similar to those of a human arm or leg.

By the way, it is worth mentioning that after taking a shower that day, the fat uncle found that a very valuable gold ring on his hand was missing, and he thought that it should have been lost in the reservoir and washed away by the water, so he complained.

After a while, when I listened to my dad talking to others, the fat uncle's life was quite unsatisfactory, and some small businesses that were originally very good also lost a lot, and then he seemed to have encountered something big, and there were great changes in the family, but my dad didn't want to say more in front of me, and I never heard my dad talk about anything related to him again.

I don't know if these things have anything to do with the bones at the time, I'm also involved, and my fat uncle and I have personally touched and even dug up these bones, but I haven't encountered anything very bad for a long time, and I think either there is no connection between the two, or the time has not yet come.