Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

The woman drove a small car and drove on the street. While driving, she chatted with Ye Shaoyang and asked him about his origins. Ye Shaoyang casually perfunctory, but fortunately, women did not ask.

Ye Shaoyang looked at the streetscape outside the car window.

It is no different from all the small cities in China. It is just a little more people wearing national service on the street.

"Is this your son?" The woman looked at the melon from the rearview mirror and asked.

"My brother." Ye Shaoyang said casually.

"It’s good, I’m going to travel with my brother.”

Women regard them as traveling.

The car drove through the downtown area and soon entered the mountainous area, on a winding mountain road. On the side of the road is a cliff a few hundred meters high. There is no fence or anything. Fortunately, there are street lights.

Women talked while driving, and didn't care. Every time they encountered a sharp turn, Ye Shaoyang had a feeling that the car had to open the cliff. I wanted to remind her to slow down, but I was embarrassed. I could only clench my fists in my hands. It’s all sweat.

What is the celestial master and the celestial being, after all, it will not fly to the sky. From such a high cliff, there is only one word: death.

Fortunately, women seem to be careless, but the driving skills are very good, all the way to surprise, down to the bottom of the mountain.

In the middle of the mountains, there is a county town with bright lights. Ye Shaoyang overlooks the mountain. Through the lights, he sees a building and a peaceful house. Some of them are strange, but the weather is too late and they can't really see it.

The woman drove the car to a private house with a yard, and a light was lit under the porch.

Ye Shaoyang looked up and looked at it in the same way as the Han people's traditional houses. It was more refined. The door was flying and squatting. It was like a memorial arch. On both sides of the gate, there were two incense burners, some of which were fragrant.

When women saw Ye Shaoyang's ecstasy, he smiled and said: "This is our custom here. On holidays, red and white, we must have two incense sticks outside the door."

Entering the hall, Ye Shaoyang saw a pair of gods on the opposite side of the table, not for God, but for a wooden tablet with the ancestors.

Ye Shaoyang suddenly thought that he had heard that the Miao people generally did not worship the gods, nor did they believe in the three religions. The family generally offered their own ancestors.

The women warmly welcomed Ye Shaoyang and Guagua to sit down and adjusted two bowls of oil tea soup and invited them to drink.

Ye Shaoyang did not drink this thing, the first taste, the taste is OK.

"Why don't you drink it? Try it." The woman looked at the melons curiously.

Before the meeting was more rushed, Ye Shaoyang forgot to collect the melon, and now there is no reason to accept him, he can only continue to play the brother.

Although Guagua has ghosts, it can eat and drink things, but after all, it doesn't like it. Like the average ghost corpse, I like the ingot candle.

"I am a child, I don't like to eat adult things, I am sorry for my aunt."

When women think about it, see him so polite, like it, go to the refrigerator and take a chocolate reel for him to eat.

If you say that you don't like ice cream, it's too unspeakable. It's hard to be alive. Guagua has to pretend to like a few mouthfuls.

"Auntie, can I go to the yard?"

After getting permission, Guagua quickly ran into the yard, turned to the backyard, threw the ice cream, wandered in the backyard, and went to the cowshed, picking up a stick and scratching the old ox.

The cow's tears can see the ghost, and the old ox sees its twelve-year-old body, scared and soft on the ground.

Guagua just had to leave the cowshed, and suddenly noticed a strange smell, squatting from the top of the head and hurriedly looked up.

The cowshed is made of wood. Like the old tiled house, it has a spire and a beam in the middle.

In the darkness, the melons saw a pair of yellow eyes looking at themselves, looking at them, on the girders, carrying a thing full of green hair.

It seems to have noticed the ghost of the melon, the mouth grows up, and the breath of the spit is turned into a sly face in front of him.

Suddenly, it stood up, squatting green hair and attacking the melon.

After seeing what it was, Guagua licked his nose and smiled: "The young man is not so violent, calm, calm."

The green-haired animal slammed down instantly, and the two claws emptied two cold light.

Guagua turned his head and shook his head.

Ye Shaoyang did not know what happened in the backyard, chatted with the women, learned that her child was going to school in the field, and the husband was working while attending school. She was farming at home.

"After the rain, I got a car and it is estimated that it will arrive in ten minutes." The woman hangs up the phone and explains that Mu Qingyu lives in a small town dozens of miles away from the county. The car is broken in the middle of the road. Take the vehicle into the city.

Ye Shaoyang said thank you, staring at the woman's eyes, said: "Auntie, take the liberty to ask, what is your left eye?"

At the corner of the eye of the woman's left eye, there is a layer of white film, covering a quarter of the eyeball, bulging, a bit like keratitis, because it does not climb to the eyeball, so it does not affect the look.

Ye Shaoyang discovered this situation before, for fear of abruptness, has not asked, and now it is a bit unbearable.

"I don't know. I went to Chengdu to see my son and husband in the past few months. I stayed for a while, and I came back from this. It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's been long, and I can't see it in the hospital.

Because it is the eyes, I don't dare to rule. I plan to wait for the harvest of this season and go to the provincial hospital. ”

When I mentioned this, the woman immediately expressed concern. "Although it doesn't hurt, I am a bit worried that it will grow on my eyes and my eyes will not work well."

"This is a white-eyed owl that will grow all the time. Once it covers the eye, the consequences are very serious."

The woman thought he was curious to ask, and when he heard his name, his eyes immediately let out the light.

"You are a doctor?"

Ye Shaoyang hesitated a bit. If she didn't tell the truth, she was afraid that she would not let her rule, so she said:

"I am a Taoist. This is not a disease, but you live in a place with a strong yin and suffocate for a long time. It is a small thing in your eyes. It is not a big problem."

The women squat for a while and patted the thighs: "Yeah, I lived on my husband's work site for a few days. I heard that there used to be a messy grave. I often go outside to go to the toilet at night, feeling cold. ......"

The Xiangxi Miao people had always believed in ghosts and gods, and together with Ye Shaoyang’s words, women were relieved of him and asked him to start treatment immediately.

Ye Shaoyang asked her if she had chickens at home. I wanted to bring in the freshest eggs, hit the bowl, and smashed the egg yolk. I scraped a little bit of ash under the stove, added it and stirred it evenly.

Then let her go into the house and lie down, draw an exorcism, and stick it on the eye where she has a problem, carefully put a good prescription on the back of the charm.

“The eyelids are a bit hot...” the woman said.

"Normal, it's a good time."

The medicine on the magic symbol seems to be baked by something, and the egg white is solidified a little. When there is no trace of moisture, Ye Shaoyang uncovers the charm and says: "Okay, look at it yourself."

The woman glanced at the side of the eye that was attached to the eye, trembled, licked her mouth, and almost did not spit it out.

(The three have been completed, because it is necessary to consider the progress, this chapter is late, sorry, please participate in the book review area activities, there are many gifts to send)