dragon hunter

Chapter 296
I stared at the figure lying on the ground, and my heart was shocked beyond words. I didn't expect that this unlucky parasite would be Lang Xingsong's second uncle.

Lang Xingsong cautiously stretched out his hand, probed the breath of the figure on the ground, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "Second uncle is still alive."

"Fatty, come here and give me a hand, and lift this old man to the bed." I greeted and bent down to support the figure on the ground.

The few of us worked together to lift the second uncle to the bed, found a clean gauze, and simply treated the wound on his body.

After the second uncle was settled, I took out a piece of yellow talisman paper, recited the incantation silently, and stuck it between the second uncle's eyebrows.

After a few minutes, the second uncle let out a breath and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy.

The first thing he did after waking up was that the second uncle was crying loudly, saying that he was not human, that he killed the surrounding villagers, and even drove the uncle Zhang who took care of him crazy.

"Second Uncle, that was not your intention, you were parasitized by evil things." Lang Xingsong comforted him.

The second uncle ignored it until he was out of breath from crying, coughed up a burst of blood, and passed out.

Lang Xingsong stood aside, rubbing his hands anxiously, not knowing what to do.

I have been with Zhen Qingyi for a long time, and I also learned a few simple acupuncture tricks, and asked Lang Ying to find some silver needles.

"When the old man wakes up in a while, don't let him get excited again." Before giving the needle, I told Lang Xingsong.

After the acupuncture, the second uncle woke up leisurely again, but this time, his spirit was obviously much weaker, and his face was covered with ashes.

"Second Uncle, don't get excited, what's the matter, we'll talk about it after you recover." Lang Xingsong leaned over and said cautiously.

The second uncle lay on the bed, glanced at us with cloudy eyes, finally stared at Lang Xingsong, and said, "If you don't talk about some things now, you won't have a chance in the future."

Lang Ying clenched her fists tightly, took a step forward, and opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

I sighed in my heart. From the look on my face, my second uncle was exhausted, and he was overly sad just now. I'm afraid he won't be able to make it through tonight.

"Second Uncle..." Lang Xingsong just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Second Uncle stretching out his hand. When the old man raised his arm, it seemed extremely difficult.

"Don't talk, listen to me." The second uncle put down his arms softly and said in a weak voice.

"Second Uncle, tell me, we are all listening." Lang Ying took a step closer and said softly.

The second uncle's chest heaved for a while, as if he was adjusting his breathing, and after half a minute, he said with difficulty: "How much do you know, Xingsong, about the old story of the Lang family renovating the road?"

My eyelids twitched, I didn't expect that what my second uncle was going to confess was this past that was submerged in the long river of time.

Speaking of it, the weird things we are encountering now are inextricably linked to the old things back then, but I don't know if we can solve the confusion from the second uncle.

"It is said that when the road was being built back then, some strange things happened and a big hole was dug?" Lang Xingsong asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's that big pit. Back then I thought it was a disaster, so I quickly sealed it up. Unexpectedly, something went wrong." The second uncle coughed sharply twice after finishing speaking.

"What's in that big pit?" I couldn't help being curious, and asked softly.

"Have you ever heard a story about a big family's sudden rise and fall in the early Qing Dynasty?" Second Uncle didn't rush to answer my question, but asked back.

My heart moved, I took out a county chronicle from my bag, opened it and searched for a while, pointed to it and said, "Is this the story you always tell?"

The second uncle squinted his eyes, looked at the pages of the book, nodded, and said, "Actually, the root of everything starts with this story."

We look at each other face to face, and we don't know why an event hundreds of years ago has something to do with the present.

"Gongbao Family Immortal, you are not familiar with this side-by-side secret technique, right?" Second Uncle continued after resting for a while.

I nodded like a little chicken pecking rice. At that time, when I saw the story in the county annals, I suspected that most of the wealthy households in the book offered sacrifices to Baojiaxian or other aliens.

"How can the effect of Baojiaxian be so overbearing that it can make a family rise?" Lang Xingsong said puzzled.

"Ordinary aliens can't do it, but what about Zhu Jiuyin?" When the second uncle said this, fear flashed in his eyes.

"Zhu Jiuyin!" I exclaimed, and my heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

At the beginning, when we discovered Dengying Shougong, Lang Xingsong and I thought of Zhu Jiuyin.

However, the situation was critical at that time, and I didn't have time to think about it. I didn't expect to have something to do with this murderous thing.

In the Sutra of Broken Physiognomy, Zhu Jiuyin was mentioned. This is a strange beast similar to a snake, with three heads.

Of course, immortality is an exaggeration, but Zhu Jiuyin's strength is beyond doubt.

"Under that pothole back then, there was a Zhu Jiuyin?" Lang Xingsong asked nervously.

The second uncle shook his head and said, "If it's really Zhu Jiuyin, how can we survive, and we will all become desperate for a hundred miles around."

"What is under that pothole?" Lang Ying asked.

"A coffin, and a Zhulongzhu that Zhu Jiuyin turned into after his death." The second uncle was silent for a moment before he spoke.

When I heard the word "Candle Dragon Ball", my eyelids twitched a few times. According to the records, this thing can transform a person into a dragon and ascend to heaven after death!

"Then this Candle Dragon Ball was obtained by our Lang family?" Lang Xingsong asked a little excitedly.

The second uncle shook his head, saying that the Candle Dragon Ball already belonged to the owner.

Lang Xingsong was impatient, and immediately asked who got the rare treasure.

"That Candle Dragon Ball was already refined into one body by the owner of the coffin." Second Uncle said the answer.

"Who is the owner of the coffin, isn't he a dragon and flies up?" Lang Xingsong was stunned.

My heart moved, thinking of the mysteriously disappeared keel, and the black shadow churning in the clouds, the hairs all over the body stood on end, could it be that a dragon really appeared in this world?

The second uncle was not in a hurry to answer Lang Xingsong's question, but stretched out his hand to ask me for the county annals, pointed to the words on it, and said, "The owner of the coffin is him!"

I bent down and looked at the county chronicles, and saw that what my second uncle was pointing at was the wandering Taoist priest in the book.

"How could it be him?" Lang Xingsong looked puzzled.

"Because he needs to use the luck of a family to wash away the hostility of Zhulongzhu. Only in this way can he have a chance to refine that bead." The second uncle said in a deep voice.

I stood up straight and kept silent for a long time. I ruined a family for my own selfish desires. My heart is sinister, so I went to this point.

The second uncle coughed a few times, beckoned to Lang Xingsong, and helped him to sit up.

I leaned a pillow on my second uncle's back and looked at the old man's energetic face, feeling sad in my heart, knowing that this was a flashback.

The second uncle took a break and began to talk about the ins and outs of digging the hole.

Back then, after the pothole appeared, the current head of the Lang family noticed that the pothole was strange.

At that time, the second uncle was still very young, just an ordinary clansman with little right to speak.

But back then, the second uncle was among the group of people who followed the head of the family to investigate the pit, and it was this experience that allowed him to know the truth.

"Besides our Lang family members, there was also a Japanese who was a technical consultant for the construction of the road." The second uncle told a secret.

"No wonder..." I suddenly thought of Liu Sheng's abnormality.

It's no wonder that the Yin-Yang Dao, which has been developing in the local area, will travel across the ocean and come to a foreign country to stir up wind and rain. It turns out that the root of it is here.

"I didn't understand anything at the time. When I suddenly saw a coffin in the pit, I thought it was an ancient tomb." The second uncle slowly talked about the past.

"Old man, what happened then?" Fatty Wang leaned over and asked.

"Later, I saw the Candle Dragon Ball on the coffin. It was big and beautiful, and I couldn't help but reach out and touch it." The second uncle fell into memories, "The master pulled me away and said that it was untouchable."

We held our breath one by one, listening to the second uncle talk about the dusty past.

"At that time, the people who followed the owner into the cave were all young and strong young men. They immediately booed, saying that the things in the ancient tomb were unowned, so why not touch them?" The second uncle's figure was low.

"The owner of the family was afraid that we would stir up bad things, so he explained the origin of the candle dragon ball to us in detail, and solemnly confessed that the owner of the coffin was alarmed, and none of us would survive."

"At that time, we didn't know who was lying in the coffin, and the owner of the coffin was determined after checking a large number of classics."

"At that time, why didn't you suppress the people in the coffin?" Lang Xingsong asked in bewilderment.

"It's too late. The other party has already refined the Zhulongzhu. If you wake up that guy, you will only die in the pit." The second uncle sighed.

"How did you deal with it later?" Lang Ying asked softly.

"Originally, according to the owner's speculation, the owner of the coffin will transform into a dragon and fly up after completing the last step, and will not stay in the world, but I didn't expect that later, something went wrong." The second uncle said regretfully.

"What's wrong?" I asked nervously.

"The problem is with the Japanese consultant. He became greedy for Zhulongzhu." The second uncle frowned.

"Sister, I knew that little Japan is not a good thing." Fatty Wang spat.

"After we withdrew, the head of the family hastily sealed the pothole and diverted the road. After many years, this matter was gradually forgotten. The head of the house even issued a sealing order not to talk about it in the clan."

"But back then, the Japanese consultant who went down the cave together was always thinking about Candle Dragon Ball, so much so that later, he killed a female worker in a textile factory in an attempt to break the seal with the blood of pure yin."

"Was it the Japanese who killed Xu Fang?" I asked in amazement.

"He didn't attack directly, but indirectly killed the female worker. Unexpectedly, by mistake, he attracted a strong competitor." The second uncle said slowly.

"What's going on?" I asked in detail.

"It's too specific. I don't know much about it. I only know that after the death of the female worker, someone brought her body back to life. There is a huge power behind that person." The second uncle said what he knew.

I was in a daze. After listening to my second uncle's explanation of the messy situation before, I felt like I could see the sun behind the clouds.

However, there are still some details that need to be investigated by ourselves.

(End of this chapter)