dragon hunter

Chapter 380
We found the old Fangtou in an abandoned warehouse. His eyes were closed and he was unconscious.

I looked at the old Fangtou who was tied up in the corner with a rope, and felt dumbfounded. This guy also had a lot of troubles. He just woke up, and within half an hour, he was beaten unconscious again.

Just as I was about to go over to check the situation, I received a call from Fatty Wang. As expected, this guy lost him and asked on the phone where we are now.

I told Fatty Wang the address, hung up the phone, and looked at the abandoned warehouse. There were some scraps of copper and iron lying on the ground, and the windows were all broken, and there was a whining sound when the wind blew.

When the brothers and sisters of the Fang family saw their father, they all looked excited and ran over to shake and shout, but the old Fang was still not awake.

"Don't shake it anymore, just be yourself, even if you're fine, you'll make trouble with it." Zhen Qingyi walked over and said.

The brothers and sisters of the Fang family looked at us eagerly. They were all honest farmers, and they had never experienced such a battle.

The elder sister of the Fang family muttered to the side, asking whether or not to send Dad to the hospital for an examination first.

I gave the Fang family brothers and sisters a calm look, signaling Zhen Qingyi to use his medical skills, and let the old Fangtou wake up first.

Zhen Qingyi took out a few golden needles and stabbed them like lightning on several acupuncture points on Old Fangtou's body.

After a while, the old Fangtou coughed, opened his eyes slowly, and looked around suspiciously.

"Where is this, why am I lying here?" Old Fang's eyes were full of doubts.

"Dad, you were plotted against, thanks to Brother Zhang and Sister Zhen." Fang Xiaomei looked at us with admiration.

The old Fangtou got up with his hands, turned around and looked around, and said puzzledly, "Isn't this the hardware factory in the town, that old abandoned warehouse?"

"Father Fang, do you have no memory of what happened before?" I stared at the other party and asked.

The old Fangtou smiled wryly, scratched his head with his hands, and said a little embarrassedly: "I really don't have any impression. I just sent you off, and when my eyes went dark, I didn't know anything."

There were hurried footsteps behind me, I turned my head and saw Fatty Wang running over, panting.

"Damn it, that guy is really cunning, like a mouse, he got into the alley, turned around a few times, and disappeared." Fatty Wang said heavily.

"Forget it, Shanshui meets again, and there will always be a time when we meet again. Next time, I will give him this cheap." I patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder.

The brothers and sisters of the Fang family surrounded their father to greet each other, asking him if he felt uncomfortable.

"Genius doctor, my little brother's friends are all strange people!" Old Fangtou looked at Zhen Qingyi with admiration.

"Dad, why did they want to kill you?" Fang Xiaomei asked very puzzled.

I didn't speak, and stared at the old square head. What Fang Xiaomei said was exactly what I wanted to ask.

You said that Lao Fangtou, a farmer who planed food in the field, was being targeted. Could it be that he had some secrets?
The old Fangtou was silent for a while, sighed, glanced at us, and asked, "Do you know why I went back to the old house of the Ruan family?"

"Why?" I asked curiously.

When he just woke up last time, I was going to ask this question, but I never found the opportunity, and I was attracted by the ancient painting in the middle, so I forgot to ask in the end.

"Because the child's mother entrusted me with a dream." The old square man said slowly.

"Dad, are you thinking too much? Our mother has been gone for so many years." Sister Fang said.

The old Fangtou shook his head, with a complicated look in his eyes, and continued: "If it happened once or twice, I would think I was overthinking it, but for a whole week, I still said the same thing, tell me, I can Isn't it true?"

I fixed my eyes and glanced at Fatty Wang. If anyone is most familiar with the matter of Tuomeng, it must be Fatty Wang.

He was able to obtain Zhumen's inheritance because the old monk passed on the Dharma to him in his dream.

Fatty Wang suppressed his hippie smile, walked over and asked old Fang a few questions seriously, then bowed his head and meditated on the spot.

"Fatty, what do you think about this?" I looked at the other party and asked.

"It doesn't make sense. According to Father Fang's story, Auntie is just an ordinary person. It's impossible for her to be able to give him dreams after being dead all these years." Fatty Wang looked puzzled.

When we talk about "revealing dreams", we don't mean that when we dream, we dream of the deceased relatives, but dreaming in the true sense. It is very rare, but it is not uncommon.

But this kind of situation, without exception, happens when the person has just passed away, before May [-]th. Once reincarnated, it is impossible to entrust dreams to relatives.

"Oh, why don't you believe me, it's a fucking child, I won't admit it." Old Fang anxiously scratched his head.

"Could there be any monsters, under the guise of Aunt Ruan, to give Father Fang a dream?" I asked sideways.

"This possibility is not ruled out." Fatty Wang said solemnly.

"Then what should we do, our family is so poor, what kind of monsters are going after our house?" Sister Fang walked back and forth anxiously.

"Don't talk nonsense!" The old Fangtou glared at the eldest daughter, then looked at us again, "I remember clearly what happened in the dream after I woke up. Every time I chatted with his mother and recalled the past together, she How can it be a monster if you can answer the conversation?"

"Hiss, that's weird." I gasped, feeling that this was really strange.

"Then Aunt Ruan, what did you ask you to do in your dream?" I asked curiously.

"She said that she had something that she forgot in the old house of the Ruan family, and asked me to go and look for it." When the old Fangtou said this, he also looked puzzled.

After all, according to time, before Aunt Ruan was born, the Ruan family was torn apart. She never lived in the old house, so what could be forgotten in it?

"Did the aunt say in her dream what it was?" I continued to ask.

"It's just that I didn't make it clear. What's even more strange is that every time I ask what it is, the dream wakes up by itself." The old square man said incredulously.

Only then did I understand why old Fangtou went to the old house of the Ruan family, but it always felt a bit weird.

Fortunately, no matter what the real situation is, the old Fangtou is finally out of danger. We have other things to do in Panlong Town, and it is impossible to spend time at their house all day long.

A group of people came back to Fang's small courtyard again, but this time we didn't go in, and we parted at the door.

When passing by the corner of an alley, a familiar figure flashed past, it was the woman who knew Bai Yuan very well.

My eyes were fixed, I don't know why she appeared here, and I was about to chase after her, but I had already lost her trace.

"This small town is not big, it seems that it hides a lot of secrets." I felt something in my heart and said a word.

"Why do you care so much? Soldiers are here to stop you. After working hard all night, you're almost sleepy. Let's go back to Meimei and take a nap first." Fatty Wang stretched himself.

At this time, it was almost three o'clock at night, and the lights in the town were all extinguished, and the quiet moonlight reflected on the Qingshiban Road, casting a layer of mystery on this seemingly peaceful town.

Back at the hotel, I washed up briefly, and after lying on the bed, I felt sore all over my body, and my head started to feel a little dizzy again. I reached out and touched my forehead, and it was a little hot.

There was a knock on the door, I rubbed my face with my hand, stood up with force, staggered, and walked over to open the door.

"Ah, why is your face so bad?" Zhen Qingyi stood at the door, looking at me with concern.

"Maybe I have a fever again." I shook my hand, indicating that I was fine.

When he was about to walk to the edge of the bed and sit down, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

I hurriedly supported the table beside me with my hands, feeling a little puzzled. I didn't have a fever like this before. Could it be that the symptoms have worsened?
"Don't move, come, give me your hand." Zhen Qingyi trotted over and supported me nervously.

"Maybe it's because I'm too tired today, it's nothing serious, so don't be so nervous." I comforted the other party.

"Go and lie down on the bed first, and I'll check it out for you." Zhen Qingyi supported me with both hands, and slowly moved to the side of the bed.

When I was lying on the bed, I felt that the whole house was spinning, and I smiled wryly in my heart. It seems that I must find a way to break through as soon as possible, otherwise the next time it happens again, I don’t know if I can stand up.

Zhen Qingyi took out a thermometer and took my temperature first. After a few minutes, she took out the thermometer and looked it up against the light.

"Oh my god, it's over forty degrees, no, I have to help you cool down quickly." Zhen Qingyi exclaimed, and hurried to the bathroom.After a while, she came out with a wet towel and put it on my forehead.

At this time, my consciousness was a little sluggish. I was lying on the bed, motionless, passively accepting Zhen Qingyi's care.

First help me to cool down physically, Zhen Qingyi turned and walked out of the room, and walked in with a small wooden box after a while.

"Your symptoms are relatively serious. I'm going to change to another acupuncture technique this time, otherwise I won't be able to suppress the high fever." Zhen Qingyi lowered his head and sorted out the golden needles in the box.

I blinked, and I didn't have the strength to speak anymore. This time the high fever came very fast, and the symptoms were much more serious than before.

"It may be a little uncomfortable, you must bear it." Zhen Qingyi instructed before getting the needle.

I blinked again, indicating that I knew it, then calmed down and tried my best to adjust the chaotic breath in my body.

There was nothing wrong with the first few injections, but the pain became more and more painful as I went forward, and my body felt itchy and numb, as if ten thousand ants were crawling.

"Don't move, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted." Zhen Qingyi confessed worriedly.

I gritted my teeth tightly, clenched my fists tightly, and my body was trembling because of the discomfort.

"It's more than half done, just keep going." Zhen Qingyi picked up the towel that was placed on my forehead and wiped my sweat.

I took a deep breath and held it back. During acupuncture and moxibustion before, I always felt lazy in my body. I didn't expect it to be so uncomfortable this time.

After the needle was done, I was sweating profusely, as if I had been fished out of the water. Fortunately, the high fever finally subsided.

I went to take a shower, and the cold water poured on my body, which felt indescribably refreshing, but I knew that I couldn't delay any longer, and I had to find the inheritance left by my ancestors as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)