Mo Yan searched in the city of Ayutthaya for a whole day, but still did not find Raib, and finally had to leave the ancient city silently, buy a carriage and drive back to the cave in the mountain Kamphaeng Gorge alone. The little mountain ghost saw that it was Mo Yan who was back, and hugged him and jumped excitedly.

Mo Yan smiled slightly, took out the bronze mirror from his arms and injected true qi, heard a long cry, the ghost-faced spirit owl broke through the mirror and rushed into the air, and after soaring in the sky for a while, he immediately plunged down and returned to the mirror.

The little mountain ghost was stunned for a moment, and then he was surprised and delighted, and tears of excitement burst out of his eyes.

Dong Dong finally knew that Mo Yan was dumb and could no longer speak from now on, so he opened his mouth and cried.

Mo Yan reached out and gently stroked his unkempt hair, and there was no bronze mirror in the hole, and he probably hadn't combed his hair all along. At this moment, I have mixed feelings in my heart, the matter of Siam is over, and I should return to Yunnan first, so that Xiao Feiyunding, who was incarnated by Jin Danzi, can reunite with Yin'er. Then go to Miao Jiang to see if Ni Oh has a way to solve the aphasia caused by "Three Laughs Flying Head Fall", since the Siamese secret technique originated from Miao Gu, maybe he can find a way to heal.

The two of them began to pack up their things, loading Xiao Fei Yunding and all the belongings into the carriage, and Mo Yan went to retrieve the eight feng shui utensils and removed the blinding technique. The two then drove away from Son Kamphaeng and headed straight north through the Nakhon Ratchasima Plateau.

After nearly a month of tossing and turning, finally one day in early autumn, they rushed to the foot of Tianzhu Peak in Jizu Mountain in western Yunnan.

The autumn leaves in the mountains are scattered, and the cold wind hits people, but Mo Yan felt the heat surging in his heart, he held Xiao Feiyunding and looked at the Yindan Cave with smoke, his eyes were moist, and he muttered silently in his heart: "Jin Danzi, I finally brought you back to Yin'er's side." ”

In the cave, Yin Danzi silently rubbed Xiao Feiyunding and didn't speak for a long time.

"Mo Yan, how did you lose your speech?" Yin Danzi took out a pen and paper and asked him to write it out.

Mo Mian simply wrote down because of the Siamese secret technique "Three Laughs and Flying Heads".

"The Siamese secret technique is so weird, so let's do it, Ming said that early in the morning, Poor Dao took you to Yingxiang Temple to find Master Yun Zen to see if he had a way to heal. Yin Danzi said.

At night, Mo was unable to sleep, he became mute, his father and mother will be sad when he sees it, it is best not to go home first, and wait for tomorrow Yingxiang Temple's Yun Zen Master to see it. Although he has accumulated a lot of real medicines, they are all for the treatment of the severe diseases of the Seven Absolute Pulses, and there is no panacea specifically for aphasia.

I couldn't sleep, so he walked out of the Jindan Cave in his clothes.

It was early autumn, the moonlit night was cold, and there was silence under the Tianzhu Peak, and there was a faint sobbing sound from the Yindan Cave.

In the blink of an eye, he is already seventeen years old, and he has obtained a lot of real medicine, talismans, martial arts, and silver tickets over the years, although he also feels happy, but he can't afford the troubles caused by an aphasia and can't speak. Thinking about those who are seriously ill and disabled, they are really boring, why should people in the world get sick? Although Lang Zhong's treatment can play a role in remedy, how many real miracle doctors are there in the world?

The earthly "green lady" is only the size of a finger, while the spiritual world is more than two feet long, and the aura there must be very abundant, so that insects can grow so big. Presumably, the people there are not very young, and they may never get sick, so they naturally live a long life.

How many people have devoted themselves to the path of the monks since childhood, and have spent their entire lives practicing assiduously to seek the Tao, but how many of them can truly attain positive results? Jin Danzi is already very rare when he is more than 100 years old, and ordinary people are already withered by sixty-one Jiazi, and the years wait for no one. I have been indulging in "Jing retrograde cultivation", but every time I lose sperm, it is in a dream, and when I wake up, I have already "run a horse" out, and it is too late.

At this time, a meteor crossed the night sky, and disappeared into the vast and deep sky in an instant, human life is also so short, is he really smarter than those who say asceticism? Not necessarily, so finding a direct passage to the spiritual world is the shortcut, Mr. Mu did this, and so did Niangyu, but they did not succeed. And he is different, because he has the spirit realm earth bead, if he uses his true qi to urge it to do like Elder Fang did, coupled with the power of gunpowder explosion, he may be able to open the door of the spirit world.

The next morning, the little mountain ghost watched the house, and Yindanzi took Mo Yan down the Tianzhu Peak and came to the Yingxiang Temple on the mountainside.

Zen Master Yun took Mo Yan's vein, looked at his tongue and throat, and then said: "Siamese secret techniques are extremely weird, often made from the flesh of fetuses or young children's resentful spirits. ”

Yin Danzi asked, "Master, is there no one in the world who can solve it anymore?"

"Central Plains medicine rarely involves the causes of witchcraft, and I don't know if Miao doctors can have a way to solve it, after all, the origin of Nanyang witchcraft still comes from Miao Jiang. Zen Master Liyun muttered.

Leaving Yingxiang Temple, the two returned to Yindan Cave.

Mo Yan wrote on the paper: "I want to go to Miaojiang. ”

Yin Danzi nodded, she understood what aphasia meant to Mo Yan, who was just seventeen years old.

"Go ahead, there is Jin Danzi to accompany the master. Yin Danzi said quietly.

Mo Yan took out 180,000 taels of silver tickets and handed them to Yin Danzi, and it was very dangerous to walk the rivers and lakes with a huge amount of money.

"Shi Niang doesn't need to use money, she will keep it for you first. ”

Mo Yan wrote on the paper: "These medicinal materials are all 'real medicines' that are more than a thousand years old, so give them to Shi Niang for alchemy." ”

Yin Danzi couldn't help but be stunned when she saw so many rare and precious medicinal materials, and she also kept them for Mo Yan first, she also knew that it was a burden to carry them out.

Mo Yan and the little mountain ghost left Jizu Mountain the next day, and went out of Yunnan and into Guizhou all the way east to return to Miaojiang.

More than ten days later, they finally arrived at the Black Witch House.

After reading the statement written on the paper by Mo Xuan, Ni Oh pondered for a while, and finally said slowly: "Many of the Siamese secret techniques have been out of the category of 'Gu', and the spell of 'Three Laughing Flying Head Descending' should have appeared in recent years, although it is also a kind of head lowering, but there is an essential difference. The girl thought that the sound of the kun cry sounded like laughter, but it was actually the noise of urging the resentful spirits to pour out of the nest. If you were watching, the Dementor should be able to see the Wraith coming straight at you in the air. ”

Mo Yan recalled that he was releasing the ghost-faced spirit owl in the bronze mirror at that time, and his eyes followed it to Kun Qi, completely ignoring whether there was an aura of a resentful spirit in the air.

"Where do the spirits come from?" Mo wrote on paper.

Gathered in Kun Qi's skull, the flying head swallowed a large number of fetuses and the resentful spirits of children under the age of twelve, and used secret techniques to refine and store them, urging them to fly out of their mouths to defend against enemies when needed. The whistling sound of the resentful spirits swarming out was similar to a kind of strange laughter, so there were terrifying rumors of killing people with laughter. ”

"Girl, you have said so much, has Mo Cripple's aphasia been cured?" Xia Bashan asked her anxiously on the side.

"Wait for this girl to give it a try. After speaking, Ni Oh began to enter the inner room to dispense medicine, her back injury has healed, and now she is no different from a normal person.

In the next few days, Ni Oh used all kinds of methods to unravel Gu and still couldn't make Mo Yan speak, Xia Bashan was so anxious that he became angry, and even his voice became hoarse.

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