On the riverside, at the intersection, and in the grave in the countryside, a bunch of white flower packages were found, which must be someone's baby, or an abandoned girl, or a disabled baby, or a dead baby who was not raised. At the intersection, at the head of the village, and in the conspicuous place next to the haystack, there should be live babies for people to pick, and most of them are female babies. These babies are well fed and well dressed. When the package is unfolded, the baby either sleeps with his eyes closed, or cries, or his eyes are wide open. There will be a note in the package or embroidered on the cloth pocket, which is nothing more than a poor family or encountering a bad situation, unable to do anything, and asking the picker to feed carefully, but not mentioning or omitting the suspicion that the male baby will be passed on to the old and the female baby who splashes water will not be raised. At the mouth of the river, at the bottom of the ditch and in the hidden places under the bridgehead, most of them are disabled babies, with crooked noses, four ears, blindness, muteness, dementia, etc., Wang Dashi was abandoned like this. In the grave and pond, there must be dead babies, and families who can't afford needlework and thread can buy coffins for their children. Whether it is an abandoned baby, a disabled baby, or a dead baby, parents will wrap their children well, dress well, and be "decent". If the abandoned baby and the crippled baby are not discovered, they will eventually starve to death or be taken away by wild beasts.

Clothes of any size, as long as they are worn by a dead person, they should be put on the body of a sick child.

I walked dozens of miles along the river, but I didn't find anything after all.

The Wind Wandering Monk followed listlessly, not paying any attention to it.

Time just ticked.

It's important to save people, but don't delay the opportunity!

Wang Dashi saw that the Wind Wandering Monk was not in a state, and said: "The Wind Wandering Monk, we have already come out, if we go back with bare hands like this, it will be difficult to explain to our conscience." Let's go to the market again, ask questions, it's really not good, let's go to the place where funeral supplies are stored, if you die, you have to use something!"

Feng Yousheng nodded and said, "It's rare to have your kindness, let's go to the coffin shop to see, where there are dead people, we must hurry up to make a coffin!"

They don't expect to pick up the baby alone.

Dafu right said: "Wang Dashi, I recently found that you seem to have changed as if you have become a person, and secondly, I have also found that your brain is enough, next time I hear someone call you stupid and stupid, I will be anxious with whom!"

A few people walked and chatted, and found a coffin shop opened by a Yao carpenter on the corner of the village.

There was no coffin in the coffin shop, only some wood, tenons and large iron nails, and axes, planers and chisels scattered aside.

Daifuku felt strange, so he asked: "Why doesn't this coffin shop have a good coffin? If someone dies and rushes to make a coffin, will it still be too late?"

Carpenter Yao coughed twice, and said in a strange voice: "It's too late, why is it too late? Coffin, isn't that a good thing, it can't be prepared here, if it's here, isn't it waiting for people to die!"

"Huh-" When Wang Dashi heard this, he felt very reasonable.

Carpenter Yao coughed, spat out a thick phlegm from his mouth, and then said: "You always have to stock up on some goods when doing business, I did the same before, but then I didn't dare to do this?"

"W, why is that?"

The three of them were puzzled.

Carpenter Yao continued: "Twenty years ago, when I was young and strong, and I had just left school, I preferred to pound coffins, and I once made three coffins in one go to prepare here, and soon after the coffins were made, three people died nearby, and after the three coffins were sold, I made another coffin to prepare, and then another person died nearby. At first, I thought it was a coincidence, and then I made two coffins in a row, and two more people died nearby, as if the coffins I made were customized in advance for the dead people! Alas, others don't know, but I know in my heart, this coffin can't be made in advance, and it's not too late to make it on the spot when someone dies!"

After listening to what Carpenter Yao said, several people froze.

After staying for a while, Wang Dashi asked Carpenter Yao, "Master, has anyone come to make the coffin recently?"

Carpenter Yao shook his head.

The matter was so mysterious, no one asked why, since no one came to make the coffin, presumably there was no news of the dead.

Wang Dashi asked Carpenter Yao again: "Master, where are there any funeral supplies sold nearby?"

Carpenter Yao shook his head.

Without finding any news, the three of them walked out of the coffin shop.

Wang Dashi wanted to look around again, but at this time, the wind wandering monk did not do it, he sat down against a big tree, and he didn't want to go any more.

Daifuku is a little unaccustomed to it, so he wants to scold him for procrastination and stickiness.

Wang Dashi knew that the two of them had not known each other for a long time, and if they were ripe, Dafuyou would definitely give him a color.

Walking up to the Wind Wandering Monk, Wang Dashi said to him: "The Wind Wandering Monk, it is important for us to save people, as long as we save this child, we will rest for a while and our hearts will be steady, we can't watch the child die in the local church!"

Feng Yousheng said to him: "Wang Dashi, you must calm your heart, we are not in a hurry about this matter." Hehe, hey, fucking hippie, according to me, this grandmother has a problem with the child, and it's not easy. ”

Wang Dashi was stunned.

The Wind Wandering Monk has always been hippie and smiling, and today he is so serious, which is indeed beyond Wang Dashi's expectations.

Listening to what the wind wandering monk said, Dafu Right, Dafu Zuo and Wang Dashi sat down together.

Seeing a few people sitting down, Feng Yousheng said solemnly: "I once heard a folk story, and the situation of the story seems to be the same as the one we encountered today. ”

"What's the story?"

"What legend?"

Feng Yousheng said: "In this story, there is a Lang Zhong who opened a pharmacy, and on weekdays, many poor people see a doctor here and get medicine. One night, an old man took his granddaughter to this pharmacy to see a doctor and grab medicine, and there was no bloodshot on her face, no snorting, no gasping and breathing. Lang Zhong checked her pulse, but there was no pulse at all, but the girl was able to walk smoothly. The old man didn't make a noise the whole time. Lang Zhong tried the girl's heartbeat again, and found that she had no heart. At that time, Lang Zhong didn't think much about it, and prescribed a prescription to give her medicine according to the prescription. But the recipe should use the pig's heart as a medicine primer. There was a butcher in the neighborhood not far away, and Lang Zhong went to his house in the middle of the night to get pig's heart, passed by a river, fell into the river and drowned. ”

After speaking, the wind wandering monk said: "After that, this matter was reported, and people said that the girl was a ghost, and because she was sick and could not be cured in the underworld, she turned to the yang world for treatment. In fact, these two people did not come to see a doctor, but booby-trapped Lang Zhong - in those days, the heavy rain was pouring down, the river was overflowing, washing the bridge bed, the road was loose and soft, and the granddaughter deliberately designed the condition to lure Lang Zhong to take medicine, and when they passed the bridge river, they rushed into the water and drowned...... The granddaughters are not people, as for why this happened, no one knows, there are different opinions—— so let's be careful in everything we do, don't fall into the trap of others!"

"This, this, where is this, I think you're scared!hahaha...... It's amazing!"

Daifuku sneered, with a look of disdain.