Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 80 Hysteria Epilepsy
Seeing that everyone was looking at the old woman, Mo Chuan knew that she was probably a very common priestess and Taoist nun in the countryside.

Or go out as a disciple of the Immortal Family.

He specializes in curing children's fright, exorcising evil spirits and collecting souls, opening yin locks, watching Feng Shui... and other yin and yang activities to live.

"Pindao lost his way in the mountains, and he was guided by the old woodcutter. He passed by the treasure land. Fortunately, he has learned a few skills to cure evil spirits, so you might as well let him try it first.

Mo Chuan paused, and added: "No money."

The subtext of his words is - don't worry about Pindao snatching business, Pindao is just passing by, and he will leave when he is done.

"Okay, Daoist, try it quickly?"

"This bastard is really evil, and he has great strength!"

The villagers who were holding down the epileptic boy hurriedly greeted him.

The witch in the village glanced at Mo Chuan, but said nothing.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan approached—but he saw the young man, with blood in his eyes, whimpering and growling, like a subdued beast, struggling unwillingly.

Taking a closer look, one can faintly see the remnant soul of a wild boar struggling in the young man's body.

Already gained the upper hand.

No wonder the teenagers behaved so insanely?
Seeing that Mo Chuan understood the details, he raised his hand and pasted several Yuyi talismans. 【Chapter 27】

With the upper body of the talisman, there was a panic rushing into the young man's body.

The wild boar's remnant soul was illuminated by the sun, and immediately screamed again and again, and escaped from the boy's body in fright.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Mo Chuan shot away with a talisman to deter ghosts.

How can the remnant souls of such beasts be able to hold back the power of ghosts and talismans?
Immediately disappeared.

The frantically struggling young man trembled, and then became limp as mud.

"Eh, it's not moving?"

"Is this cured?"

The villagers who were pressing down on the young man were surprised and uncertain when they saw the situation, and only after confirming that the young man was no longer struggling, they slowly let go.

At this time, the young man lay on the ground panting, his eyes gradually regained clarity, but his expression was a little dull and dazed.

"Oh, the Taoist priest is really good mana!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Seeing this, the surrounding villagers praised him unceasingly.

"Thank you Immortal Elder for saving your life, I, I kowtow to you."

A dark old man with lingering fear on his face came over and muttered a few words stupidly, and was so excited that he knelt down and kowtowed to express his gratitude.

"I can't! I can't! It's nothing more than a little effort, why should the old man perform such a big gift, isn't it to shorten the life of the poor?"

Mo Chuan quickly supported the old man, but did not make him kneel down.

A man who was bitten looked at Mo Chuan's face and spoke kindly, and hurriedly covered his purple arm and asked, "Master Daoist, I was bitten, is it a problem?"

"No matter no matter"

Mo Chuan waved his hand, and looked at the boy lying on the ground with a serious face: "Brother, do you remember where you went before?"

The young man looked at the familiar villagers around him in a daze, until someone reminded him, he stammered:
"I... I haven't gone anywhere, I've been in the village all the time."

"That's it!"

Mo Chuan nodded thoughtfully.

"What's going on, Daoist?" A villager asked curiously.

"Crash evil!"

"Ah? This..." The villager looked terrified: "...Is there something evil happening in the village?"

"Don't worry, that evil spirit has already been punished by the poor Taoist, and will not do evil again."

"That's good, that's good!"

The villagers heaved a long sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Mo Chuan glanced at the old woman, and a trace of doubt flashed deep in his eyes.

Beasts and ghosts are not uncommon. After all, the base is there, and the canopy of deep mountains and old forests also provides shelter.

What is rare is to go to the village in broad daylight to practice tricks, which is very rare.

Thinking of this, he pretended to inadvertently ask while accompanying the woodcutter back to search for firewood, "Old man, are there many incidents of insanity in the village?"

The woodcutter said: "It's not too much to say, and it's not too little to say it. There will always be one or two times in three or five years."

Mo Chuan's heart sank when he heard this.

so regular?

Could it be that the Dragon King sells umbrellas, and there will never be a sunny day? !
Mo Chuan asked again: "Then what should I do if I encounter it?"

The woodcutter said: "What else can I do? Let's fix it with the local method. If the local method fails, go to the witch, or if it doesn't work... Hey, which village doesn't have many lunatics and lunatics these days?"

Mo Chuan's heart sank, and the old woman who said "golden juice" before was exactly the well-known sorceress in this town.

This news made him thoughtful, and he stopped asking.

After finding firewood and entering the woodcutter's house, he found out that the woodcutter had three sons and two daughters, one of whom died young.

The remaining children have already married and started their own businesses, and they have moved out of the family.

Now the woodcutter lives with his wife.

On weekdays, the children would send some food over, and life was not rich, but rather so-so.

However, this so-so is only the mountain standard.From Mo Chuan's point of view, the old couple lived in poverty. The so-called dinner was nothing more than a bowl of gruel with five grains and no vegetables.

Fortunately, Mo Chuan brought a rabbit to add a bit of extravagance to the farm dinner.

It just hurt the teeth of the old couple.

The rabbit meat is really tough!
After dinner, Mo Chuan borrowed a woodshed and slept with his clothes on.

When the night was getting dark, he waved his hand, and the Dengcao monk appeared out of thin air, bowed his head when he landed.

"Master Dao!"

"Go!"

Mo Chuan waved his hand. He had already told Monk Deng Cao what to do in the sacrificial furnace.

Monk Deng Cao made a bow, quickly slipped through the crack of the door, and slipped out.

Mo Chuan didn't want to sleep, so he simply practiced cross-legged.

As a result, instead of waiting for Monk Deng Cao's investigation, he first waited for the knock on the door from the villagers.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Old Guo, are you asleep?"

Mo Chuan stood up and opened the door. There were two villagers standing outside the door. They both looked surprised when they saw Mo Chuan.

"Immortal head, save my daughter-in-law, she, she got into an evil, got hysteria, she is talking nonsense and doesn't recognize anyone!"

A villager wearing thick kudzu narrow sleeves said with a panicked expression.

After a little inquiry, I found out that it was a nearby villager.

It turned out that his daughter-in-law had a seizure yesterday afternoon, and local methods failed to cure her, so she came here to invite the witch.

As a result, the sorcerer ordered her to order in the middle of the night, but she didn't see any improvement. Then she remembered the Taoist passing by in the village.

The two villagers came to invite them at night.

While the two villagers were explaining each other, the woodcutter also came out in his single clothes.

After Mo Chuan listened, he cupped his hands at the woodcutter and said:
"Old man, human life is at stake. The poor man should go and have a look now. He may not come back after seeing the weather. The old man should close the latch and don't wait for the poor man."

After speaking, he left with the two villagers.

The mountain road is rough.

When we arrived at our destination, the sky was already turning pale.

At this time, the yard of the farm where the accident happened was already crowded with neighbors, each of them poked their heads out to peek into the house, with expressions of fear and curiosity.

When they saw Mo Chuan approaching, they hurried out of the passage one by one.

After entering the house, I saw seven or eight old women sitting in the small main room chatting vigorously.

To be precise, it was a middle-aged woman who was speaking, and several other old women were listening, and the witches Mo Chuan saw during the day were among them.

When Mo Chuan came in, he didn't know what the middle-aged woman said, and someone even wiped away tears.

"...I lost my sheep and didn't dare to go home, so I searched over and over again in the Mantou Mountain, and I couldn't find it until it was dark, and I lost my way... In a daze, I heard someone snoring !"

"I just thought, who is sleeping in the mountains in the middle of the night? I just searched and searched..."

While speaking, the middle-aged woman stretched out her hand and gestured with a dazed expression, as if she was immersed in a deep memory.

"Princess Xian, this, this is my daughter-in-law."

The thick-sleeved villager pointed to the nagging woman, his eyes were worried and frightened.

"Crack-"

The middle-aged woman suddenly trembled, causing everyone in the hall to tremble.

Seeing her facial features distorted slightly unnaturally, revealing an extremely penetrating expression, she happened to look at Mo Chuan while smiling and crying: "I found it..."

　[Thanks to "Looking at the World in a Fish Tank", "Wang Sanzhi", "Wen Zhichu", and "jotDora" for their rewards! 】

　　
　
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