fox lure

The person who spoke was Jin Manshan. As a senior Ershener, he must have known a lot.

However, to my surprise, I saw this old money-lovers and slicker, and his eye circles were a little red.

Is it the wind?
He is so strange now.

"This master?" Hearing Jin Manshan's words, the brother-in-law and brother-in-law all looked at Jin Manshan.

Jin Manshan was dressed in cassock, and at first glance he looked like an eminent monk, which made people interested.

This Jin Manshan said: "Annoying: It was also called 'annoying' in ancient times!"

"It means oppression, oppression, coercion."

The bald dipper Manshan's lips fluttered up and down: "The technique of lowering fatigue, to put it bluntly, now it is the technique of lowering the head, the technique of lowering the head."

"The witchcraft that overwhelmed your birth date."

Lowering my head, when I heard this, I somehow thought of Nanny Rong.

Take a needle: I will stab you to death, I will stab you to death... Mammy loves you~
The technique of lowering the head, Changjiang told me, is a kind of witchcraft. I heard that it used to be a practice of praying for blessings, but was later used evilly.

There was also a famous "Witch Gu Rebellion" in the Han Dynasty.

This kind of technique is rare now. Changjiang said that it is common somewhere in Southeast Asia in Thailand, and there are professional head lowering masters there.

When I said this, I thought of Mr. Amaderon again. Isn't he just a ghost from Thailand?

"Master, are you talking about Zha Xiaoren?" The second brother-in-law suddenly understood and stared.

"The most common thing is to be a doll and make a villain," Jin Manshan said, "but not entirely. There are those who have Gu insects, snakes and birds, and those who have copper and iron people. There are all kinds of things."

"Master, is there a way to save my son?" The second brother-in-law's eyes lit up, as if seeing life.

"You can ask how much money you need." This is really the same as my father in the past, you just open your mouth as long as you can save the child.

"I'm not sure," Jin Manshan shook his head, "You have to look at what's wrong, and if you want to get rid of it, you need to find something."

Jin Manshan said: "If you can find the mediators, your son may be saved. If you don't find them, your son will die."

The family didn't understand.

Jin Manshan explained: "For example, if there is a worm in the worm, the worm in the worm may not be able to find it, and there is nowhere to find it in your home."

I understand.

The lower disgust needs a medium, just like a witchcraft doll, it is that kind of medium, but the medium does not have to be a doll, it may be a bug, a bird, a snake.

The family also understood, and the father almost cried on the spot, "What should I do? What should I do?"

What?

Jin Manshan began to think of a way.

"Who did your family offend? You need your son's birth date and a mediator to lower your head. It's quite complicated. If you don't understand it, you can't lower your head."

"But your son has already got a bow, which means that they have figured out your son's birth date."

Yes, if there is no deep hatred, who would go to such lengths to figure out a person's birth date?
It's not too much trouble, you'll be full if you're full.

So now, if you want to find the medium of disgust, you have to figure out who to offend.

"I haven't offended anyone," said the father, with tears in his eyes, shaking his head with great certainty. "If I offend people at work, I must have. Who in society can't offend anyone at all?"

"However, if it is said that the hatred is enough to take revenge on my son, then no."

"Besides, my son's birth date is only known to the family, how can outsiders know?"

He spoke soundly and sincerely.

They are all telling the truth.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Jin Manshan said with a smile, "You don't even know who the idiot is, and we can't help you."

"Dad, I'm thirsty." The swollen boy lay on his father's body, his skin was shiny due to swelling, but his lips were dry.

It looked strange, he was so swollen, he must have drank a lot of water, but he was still thirsty and dry.

Seeing his son's pitiful appearance, the second brother-in-law burst into tears of distress.

The second uncle was crying beside him, sobbing.

"My second brother-in-law is a good man, how can he offend anyone?"

"My parents died early in my family. My eldest sister married out. The two younger brothers under my second sister were brought up by my second sister and her husband."

"My second brother-in-law is 10 years older than me, and it was my second brother-in-law who gave me my university education."

In this way, the second brother-in-law should be a very kind and good person and should not be retaliated against.

I picked up the swollen boy's wrist and felt for his pulse.

The pulse condition is yin and yang disordered, the kidney qi is exhausted, and only the heart is still normal among the five internal organs.

"This little girl, who are you?" The second brother-in-law focused on me and looked down at me.

"This is little Taoist aunt Jiang Long. She is old enough to practice Taoism. Oh... don't look at her small, she is someone who has experienced big winds and waves."

Jin Manshan's naughty chatter was obsessive.

"You two, we are really desperate, please help me!" The second brother-in-law burst into tears, carrying her 200-pound eldest son on her back, and knelt on the ground begging.

Where have I seen this scene?
Anyway, I have to wait for the notice from Mr. Tianluo in the next two days, so I agreed with Jin Manshan to show it to this family.

It just so happens that Jin Manshan is stingy and has a place to eat and live, which saves money.

"However," I said solemnly, "Uncle and Uncle, Man Shan and I may not be able to save my little brother. Don't complain if we can't save him. One more thing, we should send him to the hospital first."

Prepare with both hands.

"Oh, little girl, you are so young, you are really thoughtful about things." The second brother-in-law expressed surprise in sadness.

With a place to go, Jin Manshan and I followed them.

The second brother-in-law is 47 this year and his name is Feng Guangde, and the second brother-in-law is 36 this year and his name is Zhang Bo.

The swollen boy is called Feng Wei.

We first went to Feng Guangde's house. Sure enough, his family was well-off, and he had a western-style villa not far from the sea.

We chatted on the way, saying the birth date of our child, the exact time, and place of birth, so don't give it to others.

why?Because Feng Wei is like this, isn't it just that someone got the exact birth date?
Entering the Feng family's big villa, an old lady came out crying: "My grandson sucks, I'm dripping Erwei!"

Feng Wei's whole body was swollen, he was almost swollen to death, the old lady kept giving him water to drink while being sneaky.

Feng Wei's mother was also sick. She was lying on the bed and was drinking a bottle, wiping tears all the time.

When Feng Guangde got home, he started making phone calls one by one. All the friends, classmates, colleagues he knew, and those whom he had never met, all called.

"I'm sorry, I may have done something wrong these years, please bear with me."

He probably listened to the words of the old abbot Yuantong, and called everywhere to apologize.

It is estimated that the people who answered the phone were all confused.

I interrupted Uncle Feng Guangde, "Uncle, call all relatives who know Feng Wei's exact birth place and time to your home."

"Little nun, have you determined the scope?" Feng Guangde asked me in a daze while pinching the phone.

"more or less."