Mr. Yang has also seen a big scene, surrounded by a group of people in the center, with a calm expression. He held the gloomy willow wood in one hand, and took the child's left hand with the other, and the willow wood directly pressed the tip of the child's left thumb with one end, and then gently slid to the wrist, and then fit on the arm and walked up. The movement was light and agile, leaving a pink mark on the child's skin.

Yin Mu paused in Mr. Yang's hand to reach the collarbone, then moved down for three points, and then picked it up against his neck and to his throat. The throat did not stop, all the way down, down the midline of the chest, to the small navel, and finally rose back to stop about three centimeters above the navel.

Everyone's eyes widened as they watched Mr. Yang complete this set of actions lightly. Yin Mu drew a route on the child's naked body, starting from the tips of the left and right thumbs, along the arms to the collarbone, then to the throat, and finally to the navel.

The action is done, and the pink mark is left, but the child doesn't seem to have changed at all. Chen Yan couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Yang, is this ...... That's it? ”

These words were not only her voice, but also the thoughts of everyone present, and the eyes of all the people present fell on Mr. Yang's face.

Mr. Yang leaned closer to the child's eyes and danced the yin wood in a circle in the air with one hand. The child's gaze kept on Yin Mu, and his eyes circled.

"Huh! It's strange......" Mr. Yang himself was shocked, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he couldn't understand something.

Chapter XII

"Mr. Yang, is there anything wrong?" Comrade Lao Ye asked, what he was worried about was whether the problem would be in this yin wood. Because there was too much wood in the house, he couldn't remember which one was a willow tree, let alone which one had been soaked in a dung pit.

"That's not right!" Mr. Yang shook his head lightly and began to talk to himself. Then he glanced out the window, then took the shade wood and went straight out.

Watching Mr. Yang go out, Ye Qian smiled and said, "Look! What Mr. Yang, what gods and ghosts, are all lies. In this world, if the great god of dancing can believe it, then Sun Wukong can fight with Optimus Prime! With that, he went back to the corner and sat down, casually flipping through the book in his hand.

Liu Huixian glared at Ye Qian, signaled him not to talk nonsense, and then gave Comrade Ye an elbow and asked him to go out and have a look.

Ye Guocheng was already weak-hearted, and was reminded by his daughter-in-law that he immediately followed Mr. Yang out of the door.

Saying that, Mr. Yang stood on the concrete floor at Ye Qian's door, first raised his eyes to look at the sky, then confirmed the lower position back and forth, left and right, and then pinched his fingers with one hand and muttered two words in his mouth, and finally began to shake his head again.

"Mr. Yang, isn't it the right time?" Ye Guocheng asked.

"It's not!" Mr. Yang didn't look back, and replied categorically. Then he walked to the old house opposite, swiped the air with one hand, and his nose twitched twice, and asked, "What happened to your house?" ”

"It's my son, the young man who sat on the couch just now. In the past few days, he has always encountered some things, such as being struck by lightning, ghosts and butterflies, walking and kicking people's bones, and having nightmares. "Comrade Lao Ye didn't dare to say that he picked up people's leg bones as crutches.

Mr. Yang shook his head and said, "His business is him, what I'm asking is what happened to your family in the past few days?" Your house is now very thick with the smell of blood, and I smelled it as soon as I arrived. This kind of scene can only be found in the ancient punishment grounds, or in the current slaughterhouses. ”

Ye Guocheng patted his thigh and said in his heart: It turns out that you are asking this! Then he said, "That's right." The night before, a couple of wild dogs and cats got into my hen pen and killed seven or eight hens that laid eggs. Last night, there was another fight in the pigsty, and three pigs died, and there was a lot of blood. Chickens! I bled and plucked my hair, and I froze straight up. The pigs were all taken to the crematorium and burned. ”

"This happened after your son came back from those strange things outside?" Mr. Yang asked.

"Yes! We also suspect that those dirty things must be doing the trick, so we invited you over to see if there is a way to drive them away. ”

Mr. Yang nodded, didn't speak, and directly turned around and entered the gate of Ye Qian's house.

Chen Yan and Liu Huixian stood in the living room, watching the movements of the two men outside through the window, both of them looking worried.

Seeing Mr. Yang come in, Chen Yan asked, "Uncle Yang, is there anything else to save my baby?" As she asked, her eyes immediately turned red, and tears seemed to roll down at any moment.

Mr. Yang didn't answer directly, regardless of the eyes of the two women, he walked directly to the corner and stood in front of Ye Qian.

This action startled Ye Qian, who was reading a book.

"Come here!" Mr. Yang waved his hand at Ye Qian, but he himself stood next to the sofa, and the pitch-black yin wood was about three centimeters above the child's navel.

Ye Qian pointed at himself, revealing an expression of disbelief. It has nothing to do with me!

"Xiao Qian!" A stern voice suddenly came from the door, and Ye Guocheng strode into the living room, his face full of solemnity. "Mr. Yang tells you to do it, and you do it."

Ye Qian looked at his father's expression, and didn't dare to have any discooperation. Although he was reluctant in his heart, he still got up and stood beside Mr. Yang.

Mr. Yang pointed to the child on the sofa and said to Ye Qian: "You shout 'come out' at it three times!" ”

Ye Qian looked at the naked child on the sofa, and didn't know what medicine was sold in this god's gourd, but he still obediently did it.

"Come out!" Ye Qian shouted softly, as if he was afraid of scaring the child.

At the moment when Ye Qian shouted, the child's gaze that was originally staring at Yin Mu suddenly shifted away, and the previous black luster in his eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by a gray color, and the upper and lower eyelids actually slowly drooped, revealing an extremely sleepy look.

Seeing such a state, Mr. Yang showed satisfaction. "That's right! That's right! Let's sleep......" After speaking, he picked up Yin Mu and pinned it directly to the waistband of his trousers, then turned to look at Chen Yan and said, "As you wish, the things on the child's body have gone." You can take it back with you! His body had not been rested for several days, and he should be extremely tired by now. After going back, let him sleep thoroughly, and the nutrition must keep up after he sleeps well, otherwise it is easy to fall into the root of the disease. ”

While dressing the child, Chen Yan asked, "Uncle Yang, what ......is the charge for you here?"

Mr. Yang sighed and said, "My fee has always been fair, it becomes 666, and if it fails, it is 100." However, what your child has on him today is not my credit, so I can't take this money. It's just that I'm running away and lying down in vain! ”