My master is invincible

Chapter 1770 Qi Long (71)

Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, if Mr. Gao keeps asking, I really don't know how to answer him.

So, I didn't say anything more, so I said a few words to Gao Lao, and then asked Xiao Huang, generally asking if he had any other problems with his body?

Xiao Huang's answer to me is that it has no major problems except for some pain all over its body.

Soon, I led Gao Lao to the back mountain. Because Xiao Huang was too big, it was impossible to go with us. In addition, white belly was already appearing in the sky, so I asked Xiao Huang to find a place to hide by himself, and told It must be near the back mountain and cannot go too far.

As for where Xiao Huang went and where he hid, I really don't know. After all, snakes have snake ways, and rats have rat ways. However, I believe Xiao Huang will never go too far.

"By the way, Mr. Gao, where do you put Wen Xue and Stutter?" On the way, I asked Mr. Gao.

He said: "Put it next to a sycamore tree in the back mountain, and walk a little further forward."

While speaking, he raised his hand and pointed towards the mountain.

I know the sycamore tree he mentioned, it is not far from the grave of the old scholar.

Immediately, I couldn't help but quicken my pace, and immediately walked towards the plane tree.

When the two of us appeared beside the sycamore tree, Jieba and Wen Xue were leaning against the sycamore tree, with their eyes closed tightly, looking very weak, especially Jieba, whose eye circles were slightly red and swollen.

I squatted down, and first checked my stuttering breath and heartbeat. It was no different from normal people, except that my body temperature was a bit high, and Wen Xue was just like a normal person except that she was unconscious.

Seeing this situation, I don't have any more doubts in my heart. According to the normal situation, it has been some time since the two of them were rescued, so they should have woken up.

However, the current situation is that the two of them seem to be in a deep coma, no matter how much I shout, there is no response.

In the end, I really had no choice but to pinch the two of them again, but the result was still very disappointing, the two of them didn't respond at all.

What?

Could it be that the two of them were left unconscious?
Although at first glance the two of them should be fine, but as long as they are in a coma for a long time, it is easy to cause their nerves to decline, and in the end they will experience numbness of the limbs, confusion of the brain, and even the imagination of a vegetative state.

My first instinct was to send them both to the hospital.

But, thinking about what they went through, I feel that sending them to the hospital may not be of much use.

Perhaps, you can find Yang Yan, after all, that guy is an authority in the area of ​​nerves, and stammering and Wen Xue's deep coma may have something to do with the brain nerves.

At that moment, I took a deep breath and immediately took out my phone to find Yang Yan's number.

Looking at Yang Yan's number, I felt rather complicated. It seemed that I hadn't contacted this guy for nearly a year, and I didn't know how this guy was doing now.

Soon, I dialed Yang Yan's phone, it only rang for less than three seconds, the phone was connected, and Yang Yan's voice came over, he said: "Ninth brother, you can call me. "

I smiled, thinking that when I first entered the coffin-bearer business, because of a bet, Yang Yan said he would be my younger brother for three years. Now that the three-year limit has passed, Yang Yan has always regarded me as his brother. .

Although we have been together less and more apart these years, it has not affected our relationship at all. On the contrary, our relationship is like old wine, and the longer it gets, the better it is.

"Long Mao, you can strangle it wherever you are now!" I asked with a smile.

His hearty voice came over, and he said, "Where else can I be? I'm in Changsha. By the way, Brother Nine, did something happen to you, otherwise, you wouldn't call me!"

I smiled wryly, but he was telling the truth. I rarely take the initiative to call people.To put it bluntly, I have nothing to do on weekdays, and I don’t know what to say on the phone, and I’m not like a woman, who has nothing to chat about family matters.

However, the relationship between men is very strange. Even if you seldom contact each other, when something happens, you only need to make a phone call, and the other party will appear in front of you immediately.

No, I wasn't polite to Yang Yan either, so I said, "Elder, it's like this, you know Stutter, and there's Wen Xue, both of them fell into a deep coma, I want you to take a look, the two of them Is there something wrong with the brain nerves?"

When Yang Yan heard it, he didn't say a word, "Okay, where are you now, I'll come right away."

I wasn't polite to him either, so I said, "In Aozi Village, if it's convenient for you..."

Before I could finish speaking, Yang Yan's voice came over, and he said, "Ninth brother, you two brothers are welcome, I should be there at noon."

"Okay, sorry." I said.

Hanging up the phone, I looked at Gao Lao and I said, "Gao Lao, why don't you take care of them both here, I want to talk to Daoist Qingxuanzi about something."

Elder Gao nodded, wondering, "Is it about the old scholar?"

I hummed, and didn't hide anything from him, so I said, "It's indeed about the old scholar. Strictly speaking, it's about Fatty Guo."

As I said that, I stared at Gao Lao and continued: "By the way, Gao Lao, have you ever thought about your descendants?"

He was taken aback, as if he didn't expect me to ask such a question, he frowned and said, "What's the matter? Is there something you want to say, Jiu Yazi?"

I stared at him and said softly, "It's like this. When I was tinkering with the old scholar's coffin a few days ago, I...I...a very strange thought flashed through my mind."

"What do you think?" Gao Lao asked hurriedly.

I looked at him and said: "In ancient times, 50 years old was the year of destiny, and [-] was called the year of the rare, and we Eight Immortals themselves follow the destiny. His Shouyuan has already surpassed the fate of heaven, if he lifts the coffin again, I... I am worried that it will be against the sky and affect the deceased."

When I said this, my voice was very low, mainly because I was afraid of hurting Gao Lao. If I remember correctly, Gao Lao is already in his fifties.

Of course, I say this without reason.

According to the "Liu Ding Liu Jia Burial Sutra" above, death is like a lamp being extinguished, and if you want to carry the coffin, you need to follow the fate of the people to do it, otherwise, it will affect the reincarnation of the deceased in the next life.

Listening to my words, Gao Lao seemed to think of something, looked at me, and sighed: "Jiuzi, to be honest, the old scholar also raised this question a few years ago. People in the middle age are not suitable to be the Eight Immortals, it will affect the dead, but, you also know that there are not many people in the countryside now, and few young people are willing to do this, which is exactly the case, I..."

The old scholar also said that?

If this is the case, it means that people who have passed the year of destiny are really not suitable to be the Eight Immortals, and only then can they explain some things clearly.

That is, when I first entered the industry, every time I lifted the coffin, something would happen more or less, but the Eight Immortals who opposed us at that time, every time I lifted the coffin, it was very safe, even if they did something sorry for the deceased. But, the result is still the same.

As for the Eight Immortals on my side, the youngest is 47 or eight years old, and the rest are all Eight Immortals in their early fifties. It is very difficult to keep things safe.

The reason why I choose to tell Gao Lao now is that if the old scholar is to be buried, the etiquette must be thorough, and the requirements for the Eight Immortals are very strict, and they must not pass the year of destiny.

(End of this chapter)