The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 190 Soul Solid Soup

When I asked Xue Shouwen, I found out that from the entrance of the village, this is the road leading to the back mountain.

We are located at the back mountain of Aojiazhai.But when I looked up, the path by which I had come was no longer visible.When I was looking for Qiaomei's cry, I had already deviated from the way I came here.

Xue Shouwen told me that there is only one small road running from the back mountain to the village.But as long as you deviate from the path, the terrain of the back mountain is complicated, and there are a large number of wild tombs, it will be difficult for people who are not familiar with the road to get out of it.

I am also thankful that I met Xue Shouwen here, otherwise I would not even be able to find my way back to the village by myself.

Still the same sentence, it seems that everything is destined, maybe that fat man is really lucky, let us collect all the things smoothly, so that we can rush back to save him as soon as possible.

Xue Shouwen led the way, and I followed closely.

Sure enough, as he said, the back mountain was covered with weeds everywhere, and there was no road under his feet.I can no longer tell the difference between southeast and north, and wherever I go, it seems to be the same.

Soon I lost my mind and could only walk in Xue Shouwen's footsteps.

I don't know how long I walked, but I finally saw a path appearing under my feet.That should be the road I came to the back mountain, winding and winding forward.

Following this road again, Xue Shouwen took me back to his home.

I was always worried because Jin Po and Qiao Mei ran away, and I was afraid that other troubles would happen along the way.

But thankfully, until I walked into the courtyard of Xue Shouwen's house, nothing happened.

I hurriedly went to see Pang Dahai, it was already afternoon.The sun began to fall to the west, and the whole earth building was covered by a layer of afterglow.

And when I walked into the room, I found that the five emperors ceremony Buddha lamp I stood beside the bed also had a golden halo.Those halos have expanded a lot, from Pang Haihai's face to his entire body.

That is to say, Pang Dahai's body was covered by the light from the Buddhist lamp.

And Pang Dahai's expression was much better than when I left, with a peaceful expression and a smile on his face, as if he enjoyed this time very much.

This should be the function of the five emperors' ritual Buddha lamp.Unexpectedly, the lamp we got had such a miraculous effect.

I quickly took the four things I got to find Xue Shouwen and asked him to set up a pot.

Xue Shouwen was very safe in his work. When he left in the morning, he had already fetched the rootless water from the backyard. There were nearly two bowls in total.

Two bowls of rootless water, one ghost vine flower, two solitary grasses, three drops of blood from eyebrows, and four drops of birth tears.

All these things were put into the pot, and Xue Shouwen burned the firewood to cook.

The firewood is also dry wood that has been dried in the yard for more than 49 days, and it burns very well.Looking at the intensity of the fire, I was worried, because I estimated that with the intensity of the fire, the contents of the pot would be boiled dry within a few minutes.

Who knew that I guessed wrong. Although the fire was burning very vigorously, the firewood was crackling and crackling.But for some unknown reason, the little water in the pot has not been boiled for a long time.

Xue Shouwen also looked at it strangely, and he began to keep filling firewood into it.

But there is still no reaction in the pot, which is too unreasonable. Could it be that these kinds of things are mixed together and have a chemical reaction?
An hour has passed, I couldn't sit still, and was thinking about whether to call Chu Liuyan and ask.Xue Shouwen suddenly shouted: "Yes, yes..."

When I looked, I saw a series of bubbles finally appeared at the bottom of the pot, and then the bubbles became bigger and bigger.

Within 10 minutes, the pot finally boiled.

Only then did I feel relieved, the water should be boiling soon.

I stretched out my hand and tried to pull out the sackcloth that was stained with the blood between my brows. There was no trace of blood on the sackcloth. On the contrary, the pot of water was dyed red, as if it was a pot of blood.Only three drops of blood have such an obvious effect.Once again, this scene took me by surprise.

Although there was very little blood in the pot, the ghost vines and solitary grave grass inside were quickly softened and fused together.

After another half an hour, I felt that it was almost done, so I asked Xue Shouwen to stop the fire.Take out the contents of the pot.

After some cooking, the flowers and plants have disappeared and turned into a soft lump the size of a ping-pong ball.And the blood was boiled until there was only half a bowl left.The blood was no longer red, but yellow-brown, a bit like medicinal soup, but it didn't smell like medicine, but rather fishy.

According to Chu Liuyan, this kind of soup after boiling the "karma of life and death" is a kind of soup for solidifying the soul.There is no fixed recipe for this kind of soup, because the cause and effect of life and death after the soul is injured is different for each person, so the recipe of the soup that is boiled out is also different.Of course, the effect is also different from person to person.

And what I hold in my hand is a custom-made solid soul soup tailored for Fatty Pang Dahai.

I returned to Pang Hai's bed with the soup and the cooked flowers and plants.First pour the bowl of soup down for him.

This guy should be a little conscious, the soup was very fishy and smelled disgusting, and he frowned as he drank it.I was afraid that he would spit it out, so I squeezed his mouth and forced the soup down.

Afterwards, I applied the cooked flower and herb dumpling to his belly button.

After all this was done, I breathed a sigh of relief.I have done everything I should do, whether I can save Pang Dahai's life depends on the next progress.

I stayed by Pang Dahai's bed, and Chu Liuyan said that if he can wake up within two hours, it means that he is fine for the time being.

I don't know if it was because I didn't sleep all night, or because my nerves were relaxed. I leaned on Pang Dahai's bed and fell asleep unconsciously.

For a while, I also had a dream.I dreamed that I went to Pang Hai and Qiaomei's wedding, but at the wedding, Qiaomei said she wanted to marry me.Pang Dahai pointed at me and yelled at me, saying that I had no loyalty and even robbed my buddies' wives.

I hurriedly explained to him, but Pang Dahai relentlessly grabbed my arm and wanted to settle accounts with me.

As soon as I was anxious, I woke up from the dream.Aftertaste is simply too ridiculous, where is this?

But as soon as I woke up, I felt as if my arm was really grabbed by someone.

I was taken aback, and found that Pang Dahai's hand was holding my arm.Immediately afterwards, Pang Dahai asked: "Boss, what did you give me to drink? Nausea, nausea."

I was pleasantly surprised to find that Pang Dahai had opened his eyes, was holding my arm and talking to me.

"Damn it." I yelled, ecstatic: "You fucking woke up at last, idiot, you must not vomit, I will be anxious to you if you vomit."

(End of this chapter)