Su Xiaoxiao laughed eating, "It's the first time a man has pressed my chest, and it's quite serious, but I'm not angry, you are my idol!" ”

Zhou Fengchen glared and said: "Idol hammer, what about healing, you give me a serious place!"

"Hahaha......" Su Xiaoxiao smiled even more happily, smiled and smiled, and her eyes closed and fainted.

Zhou Fengchen felt almost, stood up and wiped his sweat, and muttered in wonder, "It's really enough!" ”

The light in the room was too dim, and he fumbled for a while. There was no electricity, but there was a kerosene lamp next to it, light the kerosene lamp, and the room was brighter, and then carried Su Xiaoxiao and Xiazi to the bed and put them together with Monk Yuanzhi.

looked at the three people in a coma, smiled bitterly, went out, closed the door tightly, and went out into the street.

At this time, it was about eight o'clock in the evening, the rain stopped, there were many people on the street, and there were bursts of food in two small restaurants not far away.

Zhou Fengchen chose a restaurant, went in and ordered two side dishes, two large bowls of rice, and three servings of white porridge to pack.

After eating in a hurry, he hurried back to the courtyard with three servings of white porridge, Su Xiaoxiao and Xiazi hadn't woken up yet, but their faces were very wrong, white and blue, as if the poison had not yet cleared.

Zhou Fengchen frowned, first picked up the Yuanzhi monk and poured a white porridge, and then fed Su Xiaoxiao and Xiazi, this feeding is good, how much to spit out, and his limbs began to twitch, and he closed his eyes tightly and screamed.

He hurriedly slapped the acupoints of the two of them, and then detoxified them, but it had no effect at all, and the two of them were still convulsing and screaming, looking very weird and scary.

"This ......"

Zhou Fengchen panicked, he himself has the "Three Talents Returning to the Yuan Gong" body protection, which can clean up the toxins, but he can only help others a rough time, and he doesn't know what the situation of Su Xiaoxiao and the two is now.

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth, rushed out the door and ran to the edge of the Tuojiang River, thinking about catching Zhang Wulang and Aqiu, the two water ghosts, to detoxify.

A few minutes to the river, but as far as the eye can see, the river is empty, there is not even a ghost shadow, and I pinched my handprint to look along the riverside, but after looking for more than half an hour, there is still no clue.

He was sweating in a hurry, and he really had no way out, so he couldn't rest assured that Su Xiaoxiao and the three of them ran back along the road.

returned to the town, entered the room, looked at Su Xiaoxiao and the two who were still convulsing and shouting, and jumped to their feet in a hurry.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and the old man leading the way in front of him broke in with a middle-aged man.

The old man who led the way pointed at Zhou Fengchen and the others, "Mayor Town, it's them!" ”

"Old fish, you are so confused! What if they die here? The middle-aged man reprimanded him, then turned back to Zhou Fengchen and said, "You guys hurry up, you can't stay in the town!"

Zhou Fengchen was irritable, pointed to the three Yuanzhi monks on the bed, and scolded: "The three of them are asleep, where can I go?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "I don't care about this!" If you don't leave, I'll call the police! ”

As soon as the words fell, my neck was cold, and there was an extra sharp knife.

Zhou Fengchen held the Baipi knife and said in a deep voice: "Get out of your uncle!" Don't force Lao Tzu to kill you! ”

The middle-aged man said sharply: "You kill me and see?"

Zhou Fengchen exerted force on his hand, and the middle-aged man's neck was suddenly dripping with blood.

The old man who was leading the way next to him hurriedly stepped forward to persuade, "Young man, don't be impulsive! ”

The middle-aged man was also energetic, laughing with him, "Don't, don't!" ”

Zhou Fengchen didn't let go of his knife and asked, "Did anyone drink Zhang Wulang's fish soup before and really died?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the knife, swallowed his saliva and said, "Also, not all dead."

Zhou Fengchen's eyes lit up, "Is there any way to cure it?" ”

The middle-aged man pushed the knife away, coughed, and picked it up again.

Zhou Fengchen took a deep breath, "Okay, I'm sorry!" ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "Forget it!" Seeing that this young man of yours is also a philanthropic, I'll tell you, hit the road east of the town to the north, walk about five miles to a small foot mountain, there is a broken temple on the mountain, there is a monk old nun living in it, called Sang Lao Niang, last time the son of Boss Chen in the next county also drank Zhang Wulang's fish soup, so he went to find her, and the result was alive, now the children are full moon, you can try, but I can remind you that Sang Lao Niang is often not at home, even if she is at home, she may not necessarily help you, it depends on your luck! ”

Zhou Fengchen nodded, "You help me find two women to take care of my three friends, and give two hundred yuan for each of you!" ”

The old man's eyes lit up, "This can be done, I'll help you!" ”

"Thanks!" Zhou Fengchen picked up his leather bag and turned around and went out.

He followed the street all the way east, and when he reached the east end of the town, there was a muddy path running north-south, so he followed the path all the way north.

It was pitch black in the wilderness, he couldn't see anything clearly, and it was a little cold when the wind blew, he muttered silently, Sang Lao Niang, you must be at home, otherwise Su Xiaoxiao and Xiazi will die, and Lao Tzu will be uneasy in his life.

After running for twenty minutes, a small dirt hill shaped like a foot appeared in front of me, and there was a faint light from the top of the mountain.

Zhou Fengchen was overjoyed, and ran up the mountain along the path below, and it didn't take long to reach the top of the mountain, there was a dilapidated small temple on the mountain, and the light came from inside, but at this time there was an old lady crying inside, not to mention how miserable it was, like a dead family, in this big night, the deserted mountain top, it sounded a little infiltrating.

Zhou Fengchen was stunned for a moment, this is Mrs. Sang, what are you crying at night?

He took a deep breath, reached the door of the broken temple, and slapped the wooden door, "Is Sang Lao Niang at home?" ”

The crying inside stopped abruptly, and after a while, there was a "creaking" sound of the door opening, and an old hoarse voice came out, "The door is not closed, come in!" ”

Zhou Fengchen pushed open the courtyard door, only to see an old nun standing at the door of the main hall, with her back to the light, unable to see her appearance clearly, but she could clearly see that her gray monk's robe was full of patches, and she was staring gloomily at herself with a crutch.

Zhou Fengchen walked a few steps into the courtyard and asked, "Is it Mrs. Sang?"

The old nun snorted, "Yes! What do you do when you find this place at night? ”

Zhou Fengchen said: "That's the case, I have two friends who drank the fish soup of the water ghost Zhang Wulang, and now the poisoning is very deep, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tonight, I heard that you can cure it, can you help?"

The old nun smacked her lips and said: "Zhang Wulang is an addicted old ghost, he has been scourging this piece for decades, and his fish soup is boiled out of poisonous river mussels and poisonous fish that grew up eating corpses at the bottom of the river, it's hard to solve!"

Zhou Fengchen said sincerely: "Please do me a favor, how much do you want, you can open your mouth, I will find a way!"

Sang Lao Niang waved her hand, and cried again.

Zhou Fengchen was stunned, I was begging for your help, what are you crying about, scratching your head and asking, "What's wrong?" Is something going on in your house? ”

Mrs. Sang stopped crying, choked up and said, "How can I have a home as a monk old woman?" I'm a poor child in the village of Crying Laohuai! ”

Zhou Fengchen was confused, what is the meaning of play, there are still children in the village? Dryly asked, "What happened to the children in Yizhuang?"

Sang Lao Niang said: "There is a big flood, many people have drowned in the lower reaches of the Tuojiang River, and those who have been fished up and no one has taken them have been sent to the Yizhuang of Laohuai Village to be put away, and no one is watching at night, there is a vicious dog going to eat the corpse, I feel sorry for them, they died for no reason, and they can't even keep the corpse after death, but unfortunately I can't watch it when I'm old and weak."

(End of chapter)