Chapter 2： Open

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist swayed his hand and pulled a bench. He sat down in the hospital and said, "There is no amount of heaven, and the poor road has not eaten yet. Let's get some food first."

Ye Dagong stunned, and the daughter-in-law quickly went to cook. He also used his excuse to lay his hand and called his son to the kitchen to ask him about the origin of the old Taoist.

"According to the meaning of 爹, I originally went to the county to find Zhang Daxian. When I was eating buns in the county, I just had a table with the old Taoist. He saw at the glance that there was a corpse on the body, and he listened to the situation and immediately said Expressing willingness to help, he brought him back." Speaking of this low voice, "Hey, this old Taoist... wouldn’t it be a liar?"

Ye Dagong did not answer and asked: "Does he want money?"

"Yes, after you say something, give him five thousand. If you want to save your life, you will agree."

Five thousand... In that era, especially for a rural family, it was really not a small amount. But as long as he can save his grandson, don't say five thousand, that is, he wants his life, Ye Dagong also does not wrinkle, but if it is a liar, spending money does not say, but also delays the time, the grandson's current situation is one day. Not as good as one day.

With a complicated mood, Ye Dagong returned to the hospital, brewed two cups of tea, sat across the old road, chatted with tea, and wanted to set a set of the details of the old road. As a result, he did not want to take care of him. The name is Qingyunzi, from Maoshan, and the rest are not willing to say more.

Ye Dagong’s heart is even more skeptical, but nowadays, he has to be a dead horse doctor.

When the meal is done, Qingyunzi is welcome. Let Ye Bing go to the village store to buy a bottle of the best wine. It is only one hour to eat and drink alone. This wipes the mouth and stretches. With a bit of wine, stepping into the back room.

Looking at his slanting steps, Ye Dagong secretly sighed.

After entering the back room, Qingyunzi looked at the child on the bed and saw his red eyes and black face. In combination with the previous narratives of Ye Bing, there was an eight-point decision in his heart.

Going forward, a big hand covers the top of the child's head, checking his internal organs with suffocation, and violently trembles. This child is actually a rare congenital body!

Look at the child again, the five senses are full, the life is strong, the lines are slender, and it is an excellent way to cultivate the Tao! I am ecstatic in my heart, thinking about my own whim, going down the mountain, and happening to meet the child's father in this small county. It was originally to find this child!

"Infinite God, thank you for the blessing of Sanqing, Maoshan has a post, hehe, hehe."

Qingyunzi smirked for a while, only to suppress the ecstasy, check the whole body for the child, found that his limbs are cold and biting, but the other parts of the body are hot like iron, very strange. Spreading the children's hands, the palms are black, the skin is keratinized, and the touch is very rough, and the black one has a tendency to spread toward the wrist.

"Awesome corpse poison!"

Qingyunzi sighed and took out a glutinous rice from the bag. He pressed it on the child's hand and only heard the sound of "嘶". A blue smoke rose and a glutinous rice turned black.

"Daochang, this is..." Ye Dagong and his son were shocked and trembled. The previous scene made them dispel some suspicions. They felt that the old Taoist was really capable, and his heart raised a hope.

Qingyunzi did not answer, so that Ye Bing took a sea bowl, took out a piece of paper, painted a few strokes on it with cinnabar, gently swayed, the paper flickered spontaneously, put the paper ash into the sea bowl, to hydrate it, feed The child drank.

The stunned child snorted, woke up, cried and called cold, Qingyunzi asked Ye Bing to take a quilt and cover it for the child, and let him sleep, then took out a compass and read a spell in his mouth. Compass The pointer flies up and points to the direction of the bed.

Qingyunzi walked quickly and reached out and touched it under the bedding. He didn't touch anything, but he sneaked into the bed despite the dust, and when he came out, the look was dignified. Take out a red pill like a magic and hand it to Ye Bing. " Take two kilograms of yellow wine, with three money realgar, one or two cinnabar, mixed with this red lotus, with two pounds of warm water to open, every half hour to feed the child two or two, can remove the corpse."

Ye Bing thanked and rushed to do it.

Qingyunzi returned to the hospital, still sitting on the bench, picking up the liquor that had not been finished before, drinking slowly, frowning, seemingly worried.

Ye Dagong took it up and went to the ground with Qingyunzi. The dazzling arrangement of Fang Caiqingyun in the house completely dispelled his doubts and determined that Qingyunzi was a good man.

"Dao, I am a grandson... Is there still a rescue?"

Qingyunzi put down the wine bowl, raised his head, and his eyes smashed into a slit to look at him. "Is there any enemy in your family?"

"Chouren?" Ye Dagong was shocked and shook his head. "I have been a village chief for 30 years and have a lot of offenders, but the enemy...I really don't."

"Think carefully, it's not a general hatred, you want to make your family die!"

Ye Dagong sucked in the air, and a long list of names emerged in his mind, and filtered one by one. He shook his head and said: "There is really no, Dao Ming Mingjian, after the family is a scholar, the knowledge is not dare to act, the bad things have never been done. I will not bear such a deep hatred. If you are serious about it, please ask the Governor."

Qingyunzi nodded slightly. "Look at your Yintang Mingguang, it is also a bit of a righteous person." Now spread his left hand, Ye Dagong saw his palm-sized sphere, his red fluttering, some moist, like a **** small ball.

"This is what I got down from the bed, that is, it made your grandson like this."

Qingyunzi shook his head. "This is a corpse ointment. It was cursed by the secret method. Within five feet of the person, it will continue to release the corpse poison and be absorbed by people. If it is not a month, this person will become Walking dead, losing reason, taking the initiative to attack others, being bitten and scratched, will become a corpse. Your grandson has been corpse poisoned and began to spread outward. You also saw the hands of your grandson, It is a feature of corpse."

Ye Dagong couldn't stand anymore, and his legs fell softly on the ground, tears swayed, and fell to the feet of Qingyunzi. "Dao Chang asks you to save your grandson, the three generations of the family, single seedling, this one alone..."

"You get up first. Although it is tricky, it will never matter if you let the poor road meet."

When Ye Gonggong got up, Qingyunzi went on to say: "The corpse is poisonous and attacking, and it must not be lived. It is also your grandson is..." Suddenly thought that this matter is still secret, so as not to spread it.

"Your grandson's system is special, the corpse is extremely yin, and it stimulates the yang in his body after entering the body, so the body is hot and cold, and if the corpse is poisonous, it can't help him..."

Qingyunzi frowned and looked at the corpse of the palm of his hand. "The corpse oil is different. This corpse oil is owned by the dying person. The grievance is extremely deep. Invading the human body together with the corpse poison will cause your grandson to die."