Chapter 3

Pockmarked Li quickly drew a bucket of water from under the ancient well, which surprised me. Why did he draw water in the middle of the night?

Then he poured all the well water into a big pot, and began to add wood to make a fire.

Although his action is unnatural, it can be seen that he is very skilled in this. He really can't understand what this guy is doing.

Then, Pockmarked Li began to cry at the well. After crying, he began to laugh again. The scene was more frightening and more frightening.

I took a deep breath and decided to wake up Pockmarked Li first.

However, as soon as I leaned up, Pockmarked Li covered his stomach and began to roll in pain.

His expression is very painful, as if he is experiencing a life and death torture. Strangely enough, his mouth was wide open and he obviously wanted to scream, but his throat couldn't make a sound.

I was frightened by Pockmarked Li, and couldn't help but step back.

After struggling for a while in the moonlight, Pockmarked Li forced himself to get up. Then he touched the boiling water in the pot with a towel, covered his crotch and wiped it gently.

All his strength was focused on the lower part of his body. After working hard for a long time, he suddenly relaxed and lay on the ground panting heavily, as if he had just finished a difficult exercise.

But I was stunned, because I finally understood what he was doing, and he was delivering himself!

Yes, it's delivery. The series of actions just now clearly refer to the situation of pregnant women during delivery.

Now that the delivery is finished, Pockmarked Li naturally has no strength.

Seeing this, my brain suddenly flashed. I seemed to know what that embroidered shoe was.

Is it the legendary "mother and son meat seal"?

Now that I understand the origin of embroidered shoes, I don't need to let Pockmarked Li continue to struggle, because by this time, Pockmarked Li had already touched the scissors and was ready to "cut the umbilical cord" for himself.

I immediately ran into the house and took out the salad oil from Pockmarked Li's house. It all fell on his head and embroidered shoes.

Because my grandfather once told me that mother and son's meat seal is actually the complaint of pregnant women. Those pregnant women have babies in October, but they die because they can't give birth. It's hard to dissipate their resentment before they die, which is often absorbed in their clothes and shoes.

These clothes stained with resentment are called: the meat seal of the mother and the son.

Anyone who comes into contact with the mother and son will suffer from a strange sleepwalking disease and repeat the things that happened before the birth of a pregnant woman. Such as washing dishes, washing clothes, giving birth to children and so on.

Although it doesn't hurt people's lives, it often leads to schizophrenia.

It's not hard to cure the child and mother's meat imprint. The most frightening thing about this thing is oil. As long as you pour a basin of oil, the sleepwalker will wake up immediately.

When I finished all this, Pockmarked Li was really awake, and he got up from the ground crying, and he would leave the well.

I hurriedly catch up and stop Pockmarked Li: "Pockmarked Li, be quiet, it's OK!"

Pockmarked Li didn't panic so much. He grabbed my arm and said, "brother Zhangjia, you must know how to deal with this shoe, right? Damn, just now I thought I was a pregnant woman who gave birth... "

I said to Pockmarked Li with a serious face: "listen to me, Pockmarked Li, the thing you come across is called mother and son meat seal, which is a very evil Yin thing. I'm not sure yet. Go and get me some breast milk and olive oil. No more, 30 ml and 50 ML will do. I'm afraid I'll be too late to go now. "

Hearing this, Pockmarked Li immediately lost his eye: "olive oil can be bought in the supermarket, but where can I get breast milk? I can't squeeze it out. "

I am anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but this Pockmarked Li has time to joke with me. I immediately got angry, and said that if I can't find it, I won't take care of it.

Remember, I can't find it in half an hour, even if my grandfather comes in person.

Looking at my expression, Pockmarked Li also knew the importance of things and ran out without saying anything.

I hurried into the room. Pockmarked Li's son was awake and looked at me in fear.

Without hesitation, I untied the rope tied to him and said, "go to a crowded place and don't go home tonight. If you don't see your father and me tomorrow, don't look for them. We'll come back. "

Pockmarked Li's son also knows the strange things that happened these days. Seeing my expression is serious, he is also scared and nodded his head.

To send Pockmarked Li's son away, I found another barrel of salad oil in the room as soon as I could. After I cut up the mouth, I threw the embroidered shoes into the barrel.

I carefully observed the embroidered shoes, and found that the red on the embroidered shoes faded a little bit, and the golden salad oil gradually turned into blood red.

I take a breath of cool air. If this shoe is really a meat print of mother and son, I may not be able to clean it up.

I have been squatting to observe embroidered shoes, embroidered shoes soaked in cooking oil, motionless. It was so quiet that I could even hear my heart beating.Ten minutes later, twenty minutes later, and twenty-five minutes later, there was still no voice of Pockmarked Li in the courtyard.

I'm so worried. The first half hour should be OK. But in another half hour, this barrel of oil may not be able to cure embroidered shoes!

I scolded the 18 generations of Pockmarked Li's ancestor in my heart. Half an hour was about to pass, and in the last three minutes, Pockmarked Li finally came back. As soon as he came in, he handed me a drink bottle and a pot of olive oil: "Damn it, I'm tired. Is it too late?"

Where else can I pay attention to Pockmarked Li? Immediately pour the olive oil and human milk into a washbasin, simply stir for a while, and then put the embroidered shoes inside to soak.

Strange to say, when the embroidered shoes were thrown into the basin, the liquid in the basin was boiling and bubbling.

The embroidered shoe, rolling up and down in the boiling liquid, doesn't sink.

Pockmarked Li looked silly and was stunned: "here What the fuck is this? "

I sweat in the palm of my hand. I dare not leave the basin for a moment.

Until the end, the liquid is no longer boiling, and the embroidered shoes are finally sinking. I am relieved. Squatting on the ground, I wiped the cold sweat on my forehead: "it's done."

"That's good, that's good," said Pockmarked Li

"What a fart." I took a white look at Pockmarked Li: "this method can only suppress it for a while, but not for a lifetime! In less than ten and a half days, the embroidered shoes will be noisy again. It will be useless for you to move. "

Pockmarked Li is silly. He immediately asks what to do next?

I took a deep breath and said, "let's make sure it's not the meat mark of the mother and the son."