There are eight beds in this ward, all of which are full, and the cries of children are endless, but Lao Jiang, the eldest nephew Jiang Doudou, does not cry. He was hung with salt water, his lips were still wrapped around the oxygen tube, his face was blue and purple, his head was slightly large, his eyes were tightly closed, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was suffering a great pain. The child's mother stood by and wept silently. This young woman was not very old, not even as old as me, and her dark circles were very heavy, and it was clear that she had not slept much in the past few days.

I've heard about her attitude towards the old man before, and I don't like it a little, but when I see her like this, I can't help but feel soft.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world!

The child who was less than one year old on the bed had a very thick black gas above his head, constantly rolling. Ordinary people can't see it, but when I saw it, I was a little frightened: ordinary people are unlucky, and there will be black gas on their faces. But the child's black aura was like substance, and the entire area of his head was smudged into ink.

I squatted down, took off the child's pants, looked at his buttocks, and sure enough, there was a red mark exactly like Lao Jiang's cousin.

I calmed down and observed, and found that the black gas on the top of the child's head was as thick as substance, tumbling and wriggling, and finally returned to the red mark on the ass egg, and the cycle repeated. In other words, the reason why the child has become like this is caused by this red mark. I pressed my right hand against the sigil and felt a resentful rush out, as if to flick my hand away. And when I moved my hand to his chest and abdomen, I noticed that his heartbeat was gradually slowing down.

This will mean that Doudou's vitality is gradually draining, and if this strange red mark is not erased quickly, at most a week, at least three or two days, Doudou is likely to die.

Somewhat reluctantly, I re-touched the red mark carved into my skin, and looked at the figure inside, and there was a glow similar to wisdom in my eyes. It's the power of a curse, and I can't erase it alive, and even if I have such a strong force, I have to take into account the endurance of this baby who is less than a year old.

If one is not careful, it may be burned and both will be lost.

I was a little surprised in my heart, this evil thing is really not something that can be encountered in the ordinary, I don't know how the Tao came about.

I sighed, stood up, came to the edge of the windowsill and pondered, looked at the river flowing eastward in the distance, stopped talking, and stood for a long time. I stood for about five minutes, and the child's father couldn't bear it anymore and came up to me and asked, "Sir, how is the child?"

I turned to look at him and said, "Do you believe me?"

He hesitated for a long time, saying that he believed, and naturally he believed. He was by me before, inexplicably weak, thinking about it, he naturally knew that it was mysterious, extraordinary, and the so-called rush to the doctor, he must have gotten some bad news from the doctor, so he was anxious.

But I don't blame him, because this line of work is so confusing, there are many rural people in this world who act under the banner of gods and goddesses - obviously bullshit, except for flickering, they have no ability at all, but they just raised the banner and promised indiscriminately, causing many people to delay the best time for treatment, how many people have relatives turned against each other, and their families were destroyed. With this group of people tirelessly pouring dirty water into our business, where can the reputation be good? Even if they are slightly famous, they are mostly old people, all with years of credibility and reputation, which is convincing.

This is also the fundamental reason why Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao wears a Taoist robe all year round, and I am always questioned.

A grain of mouse feces can stain a pot of soup, ten catties of mouse feces, this soup can't be seen, you can't smell it, even if there is really bird's nest shark fin in it, it can't help but make people disgusted.

I calmed down and explained to him in all seriousness that the child needed to be brought back to his father's house, and that when night came, I would wait for the evil thing to draw itself out, and cut it down, so that I could sweep it all together and redeem his father and the child. If you believe me, we will immediately go to his house and set it up; If you don't believe me, stay here and wait for death to come—I say this for good reason, so you'd better believe me, or you'll regret it......

After saying this in a whole series, I suddenly realized that I was the same as the fortune teller in the square, and there was no difference in tone.

This may be "the one who is close to Zhu is red, and the one who is close to ink is black".

After some struggle, the child's father finally chose to believe me and went to the hospital to go through the discharge procedures despite his wife's objections. In order to relax the child's mother, I didn't care about the black qi's counterattack, and recited a golden light spell to suppress it. As soon as I finished reciting the incantation, when I put my finger on the child's forehead, I saw that his face quickly returned to its usual ruddy luster, pink, and his breathing in his nose eased a little.

Seeing the changes in this child, the child's mother finally began to believe in me, and her attitude towards me was obviously better.

Lao Jiang was proud, and told others about my friend, so can there be a fake? As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

The child was carried out of the hospital by his mother, and there was a turmoil during the period, because the hospital did not let the child go, saying that it was difficult to explain the problem, so noisy. Coincidentally, I happened to meet Ma Haibo, who came to see a doctor with his daughter. Ma Haibo, who was promoted, was proud, greeted me for a long time, and invited me to dinner at home tomorrow, I smiled bitterly, saying that I don't know if Lu Dao has time. Talking about Lao Jiang's cousin, Ma Haibo even knew that after all, public security and justice can be regarded as a system.

Ma Haibo knew the duty director of the Women's and Children's Hospital, so he talked to her and gave me a guarantee, and then he was released.

To tell you the truth, that kind old lady, I still think she is a competent doctor.

With Ma Haibo's appearance, everyone's confidence in me has deepened several layers, and they have been careful in their words. When it was over, Ma Haibo asked me if there was anything I could do to help. I said not for the time being, let's talk about it after tonight, he nodded, and took his daughter to register. I followed Lao Jiang and the others out of the hospital, and then I remembered to hang up a phone call to the miscellaneous Xiaodao in the county seat - not to ask him for help, but to ask him if he was interested in joining in the fun.

It's a pity that when I dialed it over, the old boy turned off the phone.

Seeing that I can't get in touch, I don't care about it, thinking that the problem of this red mark is not very big, I have walked the rivers and lakes for more than a while, if I rely on others for everything, I will naturally not be able to form self-confidence, so I gave up, let Lao Jiang and his cousin take his wife and children home first, and I went to the time-honored incense and candle shop in the county with Lao Jiang to buy some things needed.

Dinner was eaten at Lao Jiang's cousin's house, no matter what else, the stir-fried bacon with dried bracken and the sour soup cooked with Qingmeng sauerkraut aroused my appetite, and I ate three bowls in a row.

Before doing so, fasting, bathing, changing clothes, burning incense, and contemplating and praying...... And so on, all of them sincerely pray to the gods or gods of faith in order to use their power to measure. However, I found that all these rigid rules are actually to calm one's mind and make one's mind and the gods fit to a certain extent, just like bushido and taekwondo. However, I am a Miaojiang witch Gu, and the miscellaneous hair trail that I have been mixing with all year round belongs to the Taoist priest of the Zhengyi sect who is not taboo in meat and vegetables, so naturally I am not so particular.

Of course, it's not that we're not religious—it's idealistic, not the Dharma.

After eating, the child's mother fed Doudou and then handed it to me, and I carried it to Lao Jiang's cousin's bed and put it down gently. After that, I dismissed the family and many relatives, and asked them not to come up to the second floor to disturb my thoughts, and everyone agreed, but they only promised to retreat. When everyone was far away, I lit the incense candles I bought, inserted them on the top of the peeled radish, and distributed them around the corners of the house, and then spread the yellow rune paper I bought on the floor slab, mixed and grinded cinnabar, rooster blood, glutinous rice juice, dogwood water, etc., and began to draw the talismans.

Because there is no altar sacrifice, I can't invite the blessing of the divine power of the Red Emperor of the South or the Black Killing General, and these talismans I drew are mostly superficial things, the biggest effect, or to attract the resentful spirit to appear, or not to let it escape, or to delay its cohesion, there is no too strong effect, more to win by quantity.

Talisman making, in the heart of the mind, sincerity is spiritual, noble but not expensive, or just learn to write fur, like me, is considered "a bottle is not satisfied, half a bottle swaying", far less than the miscellaneous hair trail to the powerful. Of course, I don't dare to compare with this personal disciple of Li Daozi, the king of Maoshan Fu in my life-I am very self-aware of this.

Lao Jiang's cousin was lying on the bed, teasing his little grandson. This is one of the few times he has had the opportunity to play with this fat little guy since he was half a year old, and he has forgotten the potential crisis and does not care about the passage of time.

Under the teasing of his grandfather, Doudou was also very happy, giggling, with a pair of bright dark eyes, which were very cute. With the soothing of my golden light spell, he is comfortable tonight for the time being.

I was busy, and occasionally I would look at Doudou playing in bed, and wonder, how nice it would be if I had such a cute child?

At least my mother would be smiling from ear to ear.

At eleven o'clock I stopped what I was doing, and began to sit quietly on the floor, waiting for the time to come, and in the brazier not far away, the talisman I had just drawn was already burning. The flame flickered on and out, and it looked particularly gorgeous in the dark room with the lights turned off. I don't know how long it has been, Uncle Jiang and his cousin who were lying on the bed suddenly screamed "ho ho", I looked up and saw the little baby carved in pink and jade, strangled his grandfather's neck with a hideous expression.

It's finally here.