C139

Chapter 139 - Attendance

Seeing Sang Lan's miserable face that was more sorrowful than death, I just wanted to comfort her a little when Zhao Qi suddenly said:

"Have you guys noticed that the yellow skin from last time and that damned Luosha from last night only appeared on her body when she was in danger?"

I started, didn't I.

Although the weasel wanted to confuse Sang Lan when he jumped into the well, if it wasn't for the fact that the weasel was carrying her, she would probably have already been raped, or even killed by him.

Last night was even weirder.

Gui Luosha was one of the six evil spirits of the Asura Dao. He was an existence close to becoming a demon. According to the Hundred Ghost Book, not only did Gui Luosha absorb Yuan Yang, he could also eat human flesh and blood.

How could such an evil spirit suddenly come into contact with her for no reason? Moreover, it seemed to be … Was he here for help?

"Where to now? Do you want to send them home? " Zhao Qi asked.

I said, "Let's go back to the station and change cars."

Last night's experience had brought about too many questions, but the most important thing was to understand why Sang Lan had been sneakily hit again and again. This was not a joke …

After changing cars in the station, Pan Ying teased her, having a girlfriend is definitely different, she's just a different person.

I ignored her and inserted the key, but for a moment I had no direction.

Originally, calling Duan Chengfeng was the most direct way. This brother told me to look for Sang Lan, obviously because he knew that Sang Lan would be able to help, and even because he knew that she would be carried by the Evil Spirit. But yesterday, when they were on the phone, Duan Chengfeng seemed to have vomited blood.

Pan Ying said: "Huohuo, let's find a place to eat first."

"Oh." I answered absentmindedly.

Pan Ying pushed me away: "Ah! Did you hear what I said? I'm hungry, Lan Lan is hungry too, the emperor isn't short of hungry soldiers, we've followed him for an entire night, we can't possibly not even give him food, right? "

"Oh... "Oh, oh, oh."

I started the fire and was thinking about where I was going for a bite to eat when my cell phone vibrated.

Taking it over, he saw that it was from Old Army.

I hurriedly picked it up, "Old Army Uncle, what happened?"

Old Army said on the other end of the phone, "When are you free these two days? Old Du and I have caught two badgers, come over and eat some meat. "

Hearing his excited tone, I felt a burst of warmth in my heart. I raised my voice and said, "Then uncle, you braise the meat first. I'll come over shortly. I'll bring two bottles of good wine. We'll have two drinks together!"

"Sigh!"

After hanging up, Pan Ying leaned on her back and asked: "What's good to eat?"

I said, "My uncle is now showing the forest to everyone. He got two badgers for me to eat. Do you two want to have a taste?"

Pan Ying's eyes lit up: If there's any wild game, of course I'll go.

Sang Lan looked at me, and faintly asked: "Do you want to pick up Xu Jie first?"

I said, "No, she doesn't like meat very much."

Seeing that my heart wasn't at ease, Sang Lan reminded me to drive carefully, and asked me if I was still thinking about what happened last night.

I nodded, and said, "I must find out as soon as possible why you were hit by the upper body. Even if the upper body's evil nature is harmless, the upper body's own Profound Qi is still very taxing." That's probably why you feel like you don't get enough sleep all day.

When they arrived at the forest farm, the first thing they smelled after they got off the car was a tempting smell of meat.

Old Army was cutting firewood outside his house. When he saw us come in, he immediately called for us to come in.

Seeing the oily stew on the charcoal stove and smelling the rich aroma, the three of us simultaneously swallowed our saliva.

Pan Ying asked: Are badgers the so-called 'crew-headed badger' (honey badger) on the internet?

I couldn't help but laugh, saying that if it really was a crewhead, I wouldn't know who would eat who. This was an earth badger, and it was covered in fat. If it was placed over a fire, it would be like overturning an oil bottle, and oil would gush out of it. He scraped the chestnut oil on the surface and stewed it in the pot. It was definitely sweeter than beef and mutton.

Seeing Old Army enter, I asked: "Uncle Jun, where did Uncle Old Du go?"

"He knew you were coming. He said he was going to the town to fix some cold food or something. Don't worry about him, let's eat first. "

I said, "I'm not an outsider, so what's the point of cooking?"

Old Army chuckled and said:

"I just didn't treat you as an outsider, that's why I called you here to have a taste. It's rare for you to come here, so if he wants to mess with you, just let him do it." This brother is also a lonely old man. After you left last time, he would mutter to me every now and then that that you are a good child. "

I took the wine and opened it and poured it for him.

He asked me why I didn't drink, and I said I had to drive back.

Sang Lan suddenly said: "Drink it, I'll drive back later."

"You?"

"My son came up with the test."

I couldn't help but shiver and was about to say something when she glared back at me, snatched the bottle of wine and poured me half a cup.

Pan Ying said while grinning. She had learned the car with Sang Lan, and in their group of students, Sang Lan was the first to pass the test. Her skills were definitely top-notch.

He would take the exam several times just for the second subject … Was this considered a top tier technique?

I broke out in a cold sweat when I heard this. How is this a female driver?

Old Army clinked his cup with me, drank his wine, winked, and unintentionally asked about Ding Minghao.

After hearing what I said about Ding Minghao, Old Army's face became so dark that it seemed like it was about to rain. He said that if he knew earlier that brat was such a trash, he wouldn't have helped him no matter what.

The badger meat was stewed until it was rotten, it was both fragrant and slippery, melting in his mouth immediately. Forget about Pan Ying who had oil flowing from his mouth, even Sang Lan who always paid attention to her image had lost her manner of eating.

"Xu Huo is here?"

Hearing the voice, I hurriedly got up and walked out. Old Du was hunched over on his tricycle, sweating profusely as he waved at me.

My heart moved, I hurriedly helped him off the tricycle.

Seeing the Old Du's ugly look, Pan Ying and Sang Lan were shocked, but the two of them were not unreasonable people, so the moment I introduced them, I immediately went to get a seat for the Old Du to pour wine.

Old Du's gaze fell on Sang Lan and her expression changed slightly. She opened her mouth to speak, but raised her wine cup and took a gulp, inviting us to eat more.

Pan Ying's personality was originally very pleasing to the eyes. With a single mouth and one uncle, the two old men couldn't help but laugh. Not long after, they drank until their faces flushed red.

"Uncle Old Du, what's wrong with this badger? Is this a good idea? " Pan Ying asked.

Old Du wiped his mouth and laughed:

"This thing is very gluttonous. Corn, sweet potatoes, toads, fish, everything. Put a few pieces of sweet potato in a few boxes on the edge of the woods and you'll be able to put them on the next day. Well, last night I had two, and I let one of them go. "It's a rule of mine in the northeast mountains to not hunt for our mother in winter and spring."

Pan Ying giggled, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth, then looked at me with a slanted eye, and said vaguely: "I deserve to be slaughtered!"

Old Army laughed and said, "The one in this pot is also a female."

"Didn't you say that you can't hit your mother?" Sang Lan asked curiously.

The Old Army said, "This is an earthen carriage."

"What is an earthen carriage?" Pan Ying asked.

Old Du explained:

"This little thing is the same as people, it only has one companion in its entire life. Once its middle partner dies, it can only humbly go to another badger's house to live, and it will never find another companion in its life. This kind of individual badger was not only bullied, but when the hole was dug, the couple dug the soil. When there was a lot of soil, they would turn it over and pile it up on its belly, then drag it out and turn it over. It will suffer even if it lives. It would be better to give it a relief. "

"What a pity." Sang Lan muttered.

Unique Old Du stared at her for a while, then suddenly took a deep breath and asked: "My daughter, have you been affected by anything recently?"

"Huh?" Sang Lan was startled.

Remembering the matter with Bai Ling'er, my heart stirred and I hurriedly said:

"Uncle Old Du, she hasn't been doing well recently. A few days ago it was possessed by an old weasel, and last night it was possessed again by an evil spirit. "

Old Du was obviously shocked, and wanted me to quickly tell you what the situation was.

After listening to what I had to say, he twisted a lump between his eyebrows, stood up, and hobbled out.

Watching him leave, Old Army turned around and said:

"You guys have come this time, Old Du was previously a personal disciple, no one knows anything about him possessing the upper body."

"Brother!" I gasped.

Sang Lan and Pan Ying asked what were their disciples that came out.

I took a deep breath and explained, "Since ancient times, there has been a saying about the north and the south." The so-called Maoshan Taoists were not like the one in the TV series, they were like Maoshan Taoists in the south and Maoxian Taoists in the north.

To set out in the northeast is also called moving poles, the head of incense, leading the team. It meant asking the gods and ghosts to help the mortals calm down and decide whether they were a disaster or not.

The people who were able to help others with their lives were called the disciples who came out of seclusion.

Pan Ying raised her eyebrow, and looked at Sang Lan with wide eyes: "According to what you said, Lan Lan is the disciple that came out?"

I shook my head and said that I didn't know much about fighting, but I knew that fighting disciples wasn't something that an ordinary person could do. Sang Lan did not pay respects, nor had he invited any deities, so how could he possibly be a disciple.

Just as he said that, Old Du walked in with a small bundle in hand.

When the package was opened, there was a bright red gourd and a white fur coat the size of a palm in there.

Old Du shook off the fur coat. It was actually a vest without even a single strand of multicolored hair.

He let Sang Lan put on the vest, took up the bottle gourd, opened the stopper and poured some water inside, passing the bottle gourd to Sang Lan and said:

"Put on your vest and drink the water. Take a sip and drink slowly."

Seeing Sang Lan looking at me, I hesitated for a moment before nodding my head.

Although he did not know the intentions of the Old Du, the fact that he was able to live to his current age meant that he had done a lot of good deeds.

Sang Lan put on her vest and took the bottle gourd. She glanced at me once more before bringing the bottle gourd to her nose to smell it. Then, she slowly took a sip.

"Uncle Old Du, why does this water smell like alcohol?"

"You can actually taste the wine?" Old Du's single eye suddenly opened wide, and his breathing became hurried, "My daughter, drink another mouthful, a small mouthful."

Sang Lan nodded and took another sip.

Just as the gourd left her mouth, she suddenly closed her eyes. Her face darkened and the corners of her lips curled down.

She still looked the same, but no matter how you looked at her, she looked like an old lady!