The farm life of a master of metaphysics

Chapter 72

"Did the alcoholic grandpa get hurt?" Song Ying thought of something and asked.

"Yes, when I found him, the drunkard grandpa was still in a coma. After waking him up, the drunkard grandpa realized that he had suffered some internal injuries, so he took a medicine. Later, he tried to come to you, but he was halfway He even vomited blood!" Qin Jie explained the specific situation.

"It's no wonder. No wonder the alcoholic grandpa has evil spirits entering his body. It turns out he was injured! After this person is injured, he is easily affected by evil spirits!" Song Ying understood now.

"Then what should we do now? Is there any way to get rid of the evil spirit of the alcoholic grandpa! Now that the fog is shrouded, I don't know where to go!" Qin Jie looked around, not knowing what to do now.

"I wish I had cinnabar and yellow paper with me, so that I can draw a talisman to get rid of the evil spirit! Right now, it's really troublesome!" Song Ying suddenly remembered something: " No, the alcoholic grandpa will be afflicted here, mostly due to the surrounding environment. The only abnormality now is the thick fog. In other words, as long as I let the thick fog dissipate, the alcoholic grandpa's evil spirit will naturally be resolved Already!"

After the words fell, Song Ying's eyes were fixed on the big ginseng not far away.

"Qin Jie, do you think there is any way to pull out that ginseng without getting close?"

Qin Jie followed Song Ying's gaze, and then asked in surprise, "Is that a ginseng?"

"That's right! I suspect that the sudden thick fog was actually caused by that ginseng tree. Only by destroying that ginseng can we destroy this dense fog, and the evil spirit in the alcoholic grandpa will naturally be released. Already!" Song Ying explained.

"Are you sure it's enough to just destroy it?" Qin Jie couldn't help but confirm when he heard Song Ying's words.

"That's right! Just destroy the ginseng!" Song Ying didn't react, she was only thinking about how to dig out the ginseng.Once the ginseng is dug out, this strange Feng Shui should no longer exist, and the dense fog should also disappear.

"It's easy to handle! Look at me!" After saying that, Qin Jie took out his long sword and flew towards the big ginseng plant not far away.

Ever since, a large ginseng was cut in half by Qin Jie's long sword.

Before Song Ying could react, a gust of wind blew, making everyone's eyes hard to open.

Qin Jie quickly grabbed Song Ying, held her in his arms, and the two squatted down together.

I don't know how long it took, but when there was no more wind outside, Qin Jie and Song Ying opened their eyes and stood up.

At this time, the dense fog had dissipated, the sun came out again, and the mountains and forests showed their original colors again.

While looking at everything around him in amazement, the old drunkard suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the ginseng cut in half by a sword not far away, and immediately shouted: "Who, who is it? Who put the century-old ginseng Made it like this?"

Now, Song Ying and Qin Jie looked at each other, then stretched out their fingers and pointed at each other.

"It's him! It was Qin Jie who threw his sword and cut it in half!" Song Ying immediately explained out loud with the feeling that a dead fellow Taoist would never die.

"Didn't you say that only by destroying the ginseng can the dense fog be dispelled and the evil spirit on the alcoholic grandfather be relieved? I did everything according to your wishes?" Qin Jie looked at Song Ying innocently and said.

"Hey! I'm so mad, you two losers, quickly untie the rope, and see if I don't beat you to death!" The drunkard old man was so angry that he really wanted to kill these two brats. Catch him and beat him up.

His ginseng, century-old ginseng!Prodigal son!

Seeing this, Song Ying and Qin Jie glanced at each other and ran away quickly.

"Grandpa Alcoholic, calm down first, we will loosen the rope for you after you calm down!" After saying that, Song Ying pulled Qin Jie to the other side.

No, after a distance, the old drunkard's anger could still be felt. Song Ying stuck out her tongue with a happy expression.

"Fortunately, we tied him up before, otherwise it would be troublesome!"

"If it were me, I would probably go crazy too! Is that ginseng a hundred years old?" Qin Jie also regretted knowing that he had chopped off a ginseng that was more than [-] years old.

Song Ying glared at Qin Jie, and said with some gloom: "I originally wanted to ask you how to dig up that ginseng! It's good for you, simple and rude, just cut the ginseng in half!"

"I can't help it! You can destroy the ginseng without people walking over it, so what else can you think of?" Qin Jie shrugged innocently.

Song Ying: "..."

"You two prodigal sons, quickly untie the rope for me! My old man is not angry with you anymore, you untie it quickly!" At this moment, the voice of the drunkard old man came.

"Are you sure? Why don't you make an oath?" Song Ying thought for a while and said.

"Swear? Swear ass! You little yellow-haired girl, let me down quickly! If the hundred-year-old ginseng is put down like this, the medicinal properties will be lost. It's a waste of money! Hurry up and untie me!" the drunkard old man said angrily. scolded.

Being scolded by the drunkard old man, Song Ying shrank her shoulders, and hurried over with a smiling face.

Seeing this, Qin Jie couldn't help laughing, and hurried over.

After all, he tied the rope, and no one could untie it without him.

As expected, the drunkard old man kept his promise, and immediately ran towards the ginseng after the rope was untied.

At this moment, those disordered Feng Shui returned to normal, so the old drunkard came to Ginseng very easily.

Quickly broke a wooden stick, and the drunkard old man began to dig up the big ginseng.

"What are you two still standing in a daze for? Hurry up and break a wooden pipe and dig with me!" the old drunkard shouted anxiously.

Song Ying and Qin Jie hurried forward to help when they heard the call.

After all the fuss, by the time Song Ying and the three of them returned to the village, it was already the time when the moon climbed up the treetops.

At this moment Song Zhi was already waiting at home very anxiously, seeing a group of people finally came back, he hurried to open the door.

"Why are you coming back now?"

"Father, is there anything to eat? I'm hungry!" Song Ying asked weakly.

She is really hungry right now!
"Yes, yes, I've warmed it up for you!" Song Zhi hurriedly ran into the kitchen as soon as he heard his daughter shouting that she was hungry.

Here Qin Jie entered the house with the old drunkard on his back, and put the old man on a chair in the yard.

"Grandpa alcoholic, how are you doing now?"

"Don't worry! I won't die! My injury will be fine after a few days of medicine!" The old drunkard waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, give me something to eat, I'm really hungry!"

　cough cough!well!The early stage is faster, so we need to reduce the number of words and other recommendations!I'm really sorry, guys, it's updated every day recently!More compensation will be added later!I hope everyone can understand!mwah!
　　


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