Chapter 80 Old woman, have a good journey!

----Chapter 79 will be updated tomorrow, send a 7,000-word chapter first

When Zhang Enpu came back, it was the next day. During this period, Liu Dashao and others wanted to look for it, but they were worried about the safety of the village head, and they didn't know how to deal with the drought, so they hesitated not to go.

"Old man, what's wrong with you?" The first person to find Zhang Enpyu was Tian Guoqiang, who quickly helped him up. At this moment, Zhang En Pu's whole body is stained with blood, his own, and of course, black dog blood.

"Cough." Being supported by Tian Guoqiang, Zhang En Pu finally couldn't hold on and fainted. An old man over half a hundred years old was seriously injured and in a coma for two days. It was a miracle to be able to come back.

Ma Xiaoyan looked at the shocking wound on Zhang Enpuri's body, resisted the feeling of vomiting, and stammered, "He...he...he won't be... dead, will he?" Liu Dashao gave him a white look and put his hand in front of Zhang Enpou's nose. Fortunately, there was still a breath, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. Send him to the hospital." After saying that, he picked up Zhang Enpou and ran outside.

"Wait." At this time, Tian Guoqiang stopped Liu Dashao and said, "Send him to the hospital. If we ask what happened, what should we say?"

"This..." Just now, Liu Dashao was worried about Zhang Enpo's injury and didn't think of this layer. As soon as Tian Guoqiang reminded him, he immediately woke up. Yes, what should I say if someone asks? Is it said to have been hurt by a ghost? I'm afraid only the ghost believes it, but it's impossible to say that it's done by others. There are indeed some testers on this question.

Liu Da Shao's family**, the head of the village opened his eyes slightly with a pale face: "Big nephew, where are you?" Director Tian shouted in a hoarse voice, but except for the empty echo around, there was no half a shadow at all, let alone the response.

"Is anyone there?" He continued to shout, but no one answered. He was so weak that he only shouted twice and felt that his whole body was weak. He wanted to do it, but his physical conditions did not allow him, so he had to lie weakly. He remembered that he had a drink with Liu Dashao that night, and then met the female ghost again... Then, he didn't know anything until now. But he felt that it had been a long time.

Outside the house, Ma Xiaoyan shouted excitedly, "We don't have to take him to the hospital." After saying that, he was very proud.

"What?" Liu Da Shao was shocked: "If you don't take him to the hospital, will you let him wait to die? I can't do such an immoral thing.

"Stupid." Ma Xiaoyan gently knocked on Liu Dashao's head, which made him puzzled, "Aren't you also a barefoot doctor? If you do it yourself, you will get it."

"Yes, why am I so stupid?" Liu Dashao gently patted his forehead and blamed himself for being too flustered. Why didn't he even think of it? He hadn't been happy for a long time, and he frowned bitterly: "I do know some local recipe, but it's okay to cure a cold, but Uncle Zhang..."

Hearing what Master Liu said, Ma Xiaoyan and Tian Guoqiang had no idea. They wanted to send Zhang Enpuku to the hospital, but they were afraid of getting into trouble, and Liu Dashao's real medical skills were just half-hanging. It was undoubtedly more difficult to save Zhang Enpuku than climbing to heaven.

"What should I do?" Ma Xiaoyan and Tian Guoqiang looked at me, I looked at you, and finally Qi Qi looked at Liu Dashao.

"What are you looking at me for?" Major General Liu turned his head away from one side. To tell the truth, he was also very contradictory.

Seeing that Liu Da Shao did not make up his mind, Tian Guoqiang finally gritted his teeth and said, "Young master, it's up to you. You said you would take him to the hospital and go to the hospital. Even if there is any trouble, we will bear it together."

"Hmm." Ma Xiaoyan also nodded affirmatively.

"When you discuss where to go, I'm afraid my old bone has gone to see Taishang Laojun." At this time, Zhang En Pu suddenly woke up and said angrily.

Liu Dashao gently pushed Zhang Enpu's body to make him lie more comfortable. He asked, "Old man, are you all right? Don't scare us!"

"Cough, cough, cough." Zhang Enpou coughed for a while, and a trace of blood oozed from his mouth. "I'm fine. I can't die for the time being. Maybe I've done too much immorality in my life. The Lord of Hell won't accept it." A wry smile on his face.

Of course, Liu Dashao knew that Zhang Enpuri was joking, but he was worried about his safety at this moment and was not in the mood to joke with him at all. He hurriedly said, "Old man, tell me, what should we do?"

Zhang Enpou said, "Go to my house and find some yellow paper. This is the key."

"Good." Liu Dasho answered and walked to Zhang Enpuri's house. He met Zhang Enpuri in the alley. He was familiar with his house, and soon he took back a bunch of yellow paper.

With the help of Liu Da Shao, Zhang En Pu sat up with difficulty, clamped a yellow table paper with both fingers, and wrote and drew on it. He said the spell in his mouth, and after a while, the rune suddenly burned. After the rune paper burned, Zhang Enpu quickly chanted the spell again, and then probed the burning rune paper to the wound.

Zhang Enpu was seriously injured. If he burns the wound with the burning rune paper with his hand and adds it on it, he will have to kick his feet and return to the west immediately. Liu Da Shao wanted to stop him, but he thought that Zhang En Pu was definitely not a reckless person. He must have his intention to do so, so he resisted.

The rune paper burned on the wound, making a suffing sound. Ma Xiaoyan, who was a girl, couldn't help but want to vomit, so she simply turned her face aside. Under the burning of the charm, a mass of black gas came out of Zhang Enpu's wound. It was indescribable and strange. What's more strange was that the wound burned by the charm healed magically, and there was no trace at all. After a while, more than a dozen wounds on Zhang Enpu's whole body completely healed under the burning of the spell.

From the wound on Zhang Enpuku's body, it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Liu Dashao and Tian Guoqiang's eyes widened and couldn't speak. His grandmother's mouth is so fucking amazing! Unbelieving, the two shook their heads vigorously. When they looked at it again, the wound was still healing with the naked eye. This time, they had to believe it and admire Zhang Enpuku's magic power in their hearts.

Although the external injury is good, the internal injury is difficult to heal. Zhang Enpeng's body is still very weak. At his signal, Liu Dashao and others settled him at home.

Bangdang!

After settling down Zhang Enpung, before the three of them could breathe a sigh of relief, a voice that was no less than thunder raised their already high hearts to their voices.

"No, village head Tian." Mr. Liu took the two and ran home. When the sound sounded, he recognized that the birthplace was his own home, and the village head was still at home, and he immediately felt bad.

When the three returned home, the village head fell next to the coffee table, and the stainless steel cup used to hold water on the coffee table fell to the ground, and warm water was sprinkled all over the ground.

When Tamura chief woke up, the three of them were overjoyed and quickly helped him up, but Tamura chief still had no color on his face, his mind was blurred, and he shouted straight out, "Water... water..."

"Come on, bring me water." Liu Dashao shouted anxiously. After a while, Ma Xiaoyan brought a cup of water. After drinking the water, the village head fell into a coma. After busy work, the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the evening, the three of them sat in the living room with sad faces.

"Young master, what should we do now?" Tian Guoqiang took the lead in breaking the silence. "The only Uncle Zhang who can help them is also seriously injured. Can we only sit here and wait to die?"

Liu Dashao gently patted Tian Guoqiang on the shoulder and said, "Guoqiang, there must be a way, there must be." After thinking for a while, he said, "How about this, Guoqiang, take your father to the city, and Xiaoyan is also staying at your relative's house for a period of time. Let me solve this matter alone."

"No." Tian Guoqiang refused, and at the same time he was slightly angry: "Who do you think I am? At this juncture of life and death, can you ignore brothers?" After saying that, he hummed heavily and turned his head aside. It seemed that he was really angry.

"Me too." Ma Xiaoyan snuggled tightly on Liu Dashao's shoulder. In the past, Liu Dashao was always careless. Only in these days did she feel the heartfelt care from him. "No matter what happens, I want to be with you."

"You..." Liu Dashao suddenly stood up and lost control of his emotions. He shouted, "Get out of here. I don't know you. Get out of here." After saying that, he pushed Ma Xiaoyan and the form out.

"Young master, don't do this." Ma Xiaoyan and Tian Guoqiang quickly hugged each other: "We know what you mean, but don't forget that we are friends and relatives, and you wouldn't have left like this."

"Get out of here. I don't have a relative like you. Get out of here." Liu Dashao struggled and roared.

"Young master..." Ma Xiaoyan sat weakly on the ground with pear blossoms and rain. "Please don't do this, okay? Anyway, we are with you.

"Brother, wake up." Suddenly, Tian Guoqiang slapped Liu Da Shao. With a crisp sound, Liu Da Shao calmed down: "Do you think the monster will let us go if we leave? Since we are involved in this whirlpool, we have to stick to it.

"There will be a way, there will be a way..." Ma Xiaoyan muttered.

He was slapped by Tian Guoqiang. Liu Dashao woke up a little. The whole thing started because of him. He wanted to be alone. Indeed, Tian Guoqiang was right. Even if they left, he might not let them go. At the same time, he was very moved by the friendship between Tian Guoqiang and Ma Xiaoyan.

"Yes, there must be a way, there must be..." Liu Dashao sat on the ground feebly and hugged Ma Xiaoyan tightly. At this time, Tian Guoqiang also squatted down, and the three of them cried together, accompanied by tears, a scene of the end of the world.

"Yes, Grandma Fan... Grandma Fan..." After a while, Liu Dashao said incoherently, which made Ma Xiaoyan's form inexplicable.

Ma Xiaoyan asked softly, "What's wrong with Grandma Fan?"

"Grandma Fan must have a way." Liu Dasho said, and he was immediately overjoyed. Regardless of the two people, he ran to Mrs. Fan's house like flying.

"Grandma Fan, Grandma Fan..." Grandma Fan's door was still unlocked. The door was locked from the inside. Liu Dashao slapped and shouted desperately, and never saw Grandma Fan open the door.

"Will Grandma Fan not be at home?" Ma Xiaoyan asked.

"Yes, yes, yes." Tian Guoqiang also echoed.

Liu Dashao glanced at them and said, "If you are not at home, you locked the door?" It suddenly meant bad. After being poisoned by the village head of Tian, they were busy with the rescue and didn't care about Grandma Fan at all. Now when I think about it, I find that it seems that I haven't seen Grandma Fan these days or heard anything about her family. There was a branch inserted in the crack of the door. It was the night before yesterday that he saw Grandma Fan who had not opened the door for a long time and was angry and inserted it for a moment, but now the branch is still inserted on it. That is to say, Grandma Fan has never gone out, is it...

Thinking of this, he shouted harder, but after waiting for a long time, he still didn't see Grandma Fan open the door.

Ma Xiaoyan and Tian Guoqiang also seemed to think of something. They looked at each other in horror and couldn't speak.

"You get out of the way." Grandma Fan didn't come to open the door for a long time. Liu Da Shao had a strong uneasiness in his heart. He called Ma Xiaoyan and Tian Guoqiang away and kicked the door. The dilapidated gate is weathered. How can it withstand Liu Dashao's strong kick? With a bang, the gate answered.

"Let's go in." After the door fell, Liu Dashao said.

"slow down!" Before the three of them entered the hall, Liu Dashao suddenly reached out and stopped Ma Xiaoyan and his cousin: "You wait outside. I'll go in first and have a look." After saying that, he ignored the two of them and went straight in.

"Ah..." After about a minute, a tragic cry came from Grandma Fan's family, which was from Liu Dashao.

"What's the matter?" Ma Xiaoyan and Tian Guo were shocked and rushed in. As soon as the two ran into the hall, they saw Liu Dasho covering his mouth, pale and stumbling out.

"Young master, what's wrong? What's going on?" Ma Xiaoyan held Liu Dashao and hurriedly asked. Tian Guoqiang also nodded hurriedly, saying that he wanted to know what had happened.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh..." Liu Dashao covered his mouth and couldn't speak, and pointed to Grandma Fan's bedroom with another finger.

Ma Xiaoyan said, "Let's go in and have a look." After saying that, he let go of Liu Dashao and went inside, but before he bypassed Liu Dashao, he pulled him desperately and dragged him out. Only Tian Guoqiang went in alone.

When he came outside, Liu Dashao lay directly on the ground and vomited wildly. Ma Xiaoyan kept patting him on the back and asked what had happened.

"Ah..." Another tragic cry. Before Liu Da Shao had finished vomiting, Tian Guoqiang shouted. In just a moment, Tian Guoqiang ran out of Mrs. Fan's house like flying, and then lay on the ground and spit it out. It seemed that he had spit out all the food he had eaten a few days ago. His face was pale and terrible, and his expression was very painful. Bitter.

"What's wrong with you? What the hell happened? Ma Xiaoyan was a little anxious. Both of them ran out of Grandma Fan's house with a shout and then vomited. Only he was still in the dark.

"Fan Fan Fan... Grandma Fan... She She..." Tian Guoqiang vomited and couldn't speak.

Ma Xiaoyan became more anxious. She felt bad from Tian Guoqiang's words and hurriedly asked, "Don't panic. What's wrong with Grandma Fan?"

"Grandma Fan...she is dead...vomit..."

"What?" Ma Xiaoyan lost all her face: "Is Grandma Fan dead? How did Grandma Fan die?

Liu Dashao said, "When I went in just now, the room was dark and there was a stench. I felt uneasy at that time. When I turned on the light, guess what I saw?"

"What did you see? You're right, don't tell the story."

"I saw, I saw... Liu Da Shao tried his best to resist the painful look and said, "Grandma Fan is lying in **, and her whole body is cold and dead. What's disgusting is that Grandma Fan's body is rotten, full of maggots, and mice crawling on it..."

"Stop talking..." Before Liu Dashao finished speaking, Tian Guoqiang interrupted him: "Ouch..." He vomited again.

"Ouch..." Liu Dashao also vomited here.

Ma Xiaoyan lost all her face when she heard of Grandma Fan's death. Then she heard that Grandma Fan's body had rotted after her death. It was so disgusting that she vomited with her. Although she didn't see it, she heard Liu Dashao describe it as so disgusting, and the girl's endurance was slightly smaller than that of boys, so she naturally couldn't help vomiting.

"Call the police quickly." After vomiting, Mr. Liu calmed down.

The public security of the town police station can be said to be very fast. In less than an hour, five police comrades arrived and carefully surveyed some clues. Finally, it was concluded that Mrs. Fan's physical function was exhausted and died, and she was naturally discharged to kill him. However, for so many days after Grandma Fan's death, no one found that her body was highly rotten, which still made the police comrades frown.

"Where are Fan Xidou's relatives?" A policeman asked Liu Dashao that Fan Xidou was Mrs. Fan.

Liu Dashao said, "He has a grandson, but he works outside."

"Can I get in touch?"

"I can't."

Fan's mother-in-law and his wife died early. There are no relatives, and the only grandson works outside. If he can't get in touch, the police will naturally take care of the affairs. Fortunately, Mrs. Fan's cemetery and coffin were ready, and she was buried that night with the assistance of the police.

When Mrs. Fan was buried, except for a few extremely reluctant policemen, there were only Liu Dashao and Tian Guoqiang's children. The so-called cold tea is probably the reason. To live, people think about your good and your usefulness. If you die, you will be completely erased from other people's minds. Sometimes, people are such a pragmatic animal. Liu Dashao suddenly had an idea: If the village head is not bedridden, he must have come to see it, right? Well, maybe.

The tomb is not big, it is just a dirt bag, but it is a good tomb carefully selected for the old man, hiding the wind and dew, and the finishing touch of the two dragons, which is the hole in the hole that Liu taught him with all the feng shui knowledge taught by Mrs. Fan's mother-in-law in just a few weeks. Liu Dashao dug out a rough pit and put Mrs. Fan's coffin in. The coffin was ordinary mahogany and not worth much money.

"Old woman, have a good trip!" After saying that, Major General Liu shoveled the first shovel of earth and covered Grandma Fan's face.

Then he shoveled the earth on the coffin. Looking at the coffin being buried by the loess little by little, Liu Dashao's heart was a little uncomfortable. After standing up the tombstone, he looked at the "Tomb of Grandma Fan" on the tombstone. He felt that his face seemed to be wet with raindrops, and the water flowed down his face. Liu Dashao subconsciously licked it. It was salty and tears.

He kowtowed three times to Mrs. Fan. After kowtowed, he found that there was a trace of blood on the stone in front of the old woman's tomb. Liu Dashao wiped the blood on his forehead and turned around and left. This slippery and obscene person regarded himself as the old lady of his descendants, but only this loess, a tombstone.

After experiencing the separation of life and death for the first time in his life, he finally realized something that the human body of the same age could not get.

Turn around. The sky is clear!

Because he didn't have time to refuse the mission entrusted to him by Mrs. Fan.

So. He can only do what he has learned. It turned him upside down!

In the dead of night, the villagers had already left. Liu Dashao, Ma Xiaoyan and Tian Guoqiang stood quietly in front of Mrs. Fan's grave. The dim candlelight swayed with the wind and almost extinguished several times, but it still burned after all. Although Grandma Fan is not close to her, and in the final analysis, she is just a cheap master who has just met, her kind face is deeply branded in Liu's mind and can't be lingering. Moreover, the death of Grandma Fan, Liu's death is vaguely related to what happened to him. Sometimes he even thinks that Grandma Fan is He died because of himself, and he felt indescribable guilt. Even Zhang En Pu was seriously injured because he saved himself, and he did not feel guilty.

Ma Xiaoyan is from the same village, and she is naturally not strange to Grandma Fan. Usually, when she sees Grandma Fan's kind face, she is happy to see people. Unexpectedly, she will go this time, and she can't say that she is sad. Needless to say, Tian Guoqiang's life was given by Mrs. Fan. What else do you need to explain?

"Grandmother-in-law, take your time. Don't be stingy when you go to the underworld. Leave it open and spend money. I will burn paper for you on Tomb-sweeping Day in the future. You can live in a small foreign building and drive a car. Next time I meet two impermanent brothers, I will definitely ask them to take good care of you." Major General Liu burned the last yellow table paper in his hand and said slowly. It's okay if he doesn't think about it. As soon as he thinks about it, the feeling that he killed Grandma Fan is very strong, which makes him restless.

Sand sand!

Grandma Fan's grave was surrounded by a bamboo forest, and suddenly a strange sound sounded. Ma Xiaoyan leaned close to Liu Dashao, indescribably nervous, and Tian Guoqiang gradually moved closer to Liu Dashao.

"It's okay." Liu Dashao comforted the two people in a low voice. At this moment, he was immersed in the grief of Mrs. Fan's death and was not afraid of this concept at all.

The rustling sound continued, and everyone heard it more and more clearly, because the voice was approaching them.

Ma Xiaoyan grabbed the corner of Liu Da Shao, and her face was slightly pale. She said, "Young master, I think we'd better go back. It's so dark, and..." After seeing the drought, she became very afraid of the dark, and she didn't dare to go home alone.

Liu Dashao gently patted Ma Xiaoyan on the shoulder, signaling him not to panic, and his eyes stared outside the bamboo forest. The moonlight shone on the earth, hazy, and a person walked slowly outside the bamboo forest. The source of the sound was the sound of pedestrians walking.

"Young master, I think we'd better go." Ma Xiaoyan said in a pleading voice.

Liu Dashao ignored her and stared at the pedestrians outside the bamboo forest. Through the moonlight, he felt that the pedestrians were very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. The man was on his back, holding a cane made of wooden sticks in his hand, and walked step by step. He was surprised to find that the man was coming towards them.

Looking at the people walking towards them, Tian Guoqiang was also afraid and said, "Brother, I think we'd better go back, she..."

"Shh, don't panic." Liu Dashao said softly, and then met the man under the surprised eyes of Ma Xiaoyan and Tian Guoqiang, walked to the man, held his arm, and passed with him.

"This..." Ma Xiaoyan and Tian Guoqiang couldn't see what Liu Dashao was singing. Looking at the people passing by Yu Liu Dashao in horror, the moonlight was really too hazy, and it was in the bamboo forest. They couldn't see the faces of the visitors in any case. After a while, the man, with the help of Liu Da Shao, came to them. When they saw the people coming, they breathed a sigh of relief. They were not someone else, but Wang Banxian.

"Old man, you are injured. Why don't you have a good rest?" Ma Xiaoyan asked with concern. At the same time, she was surprised that Wang Banxian's legs and feet were almost bitten off. It was reasonable to take at least a month or two to recover even if he was not disabled, but how long it took him to get out of bed and marveled at Wang Banxian's ability to recover.

"Cough, cough, cough." Wang Banxian ignored her, gently pushed away Liu Dashao's hand to help him, and walked to Grandma Fan's grave. Through the moonlight, everyone clearly saw that a wisp of blood slowly came out of Wang Banxian's mouth, and tears had already been left. At this moment, he is no longer the old god stick of the world, but just a person, a person with emotion, thought, joy, sadness, sadness and pain.

When he came to Mrs. Fan's grave, Wang Banxian slowly took out the wax paper money from the bag in his hand. He lit the incense candle and burned the yellow watch paper to Grandma Fan one by one. He could see tears flashing in his eyes, and his lips trembled, as if he were saying something.

After a long time, when the incense was extinguished, Wang Banxian worshipped Grandma Fan's grave three times: "Old lady, take your time." He said desolately.