Cat God's Tales

After taking the candy, Du Yueyue smiled happily. Then she peeled off a piece of sugar paper and stuffed the candy into her mouth. Then her face showed an expression of great satisfaction. Perhaps for the children in this small village, it is the happiest thing to eat a delicious candy.

Looking at the little girl in front of him eating candy happily, Bai Xiaohei also showed a happy smile. He can feel that the little girl's talent is really good. If he is well trained in the future, he will become a powerful monk.

However, at this time, Du Yueyue's face suddenly turned pale. Then she coughed violently. Even the candy she had just eaten in her mouth vomited out, and there was blood on the candy. There was blood flowing out of Du Yueyue's mouth, which was obviously caused by her previous cough.

Du Yueyue shook her body twice, then closed her eyes and fell down on her sunny face. Fortunately, Bai Xiaohei reacted quickly and reached out to hold her body while the girl fell down.

"Xiaoyueyue, what's the matter with you?" Baichuan was surprised to see this, and then ran over in panic and asked.

Unfortunately, Du Yueyue had no way to answer Bai Chuan's question, because she was completely unconscious at this time. The little face like a porcelain doll had no blood color, and it was as pale as a dead man.

"This... What's going on? My candy is OK?" Bai Xiaohei panicked holding the unconscious Du Yueyue. He didn't understand what the situation was?

Baichuan didn't say much, but picked up Du Yueyue and ran to the village. Seeing this, Bai Xiaohei quickly stood up and ran to the village with Baichuan.

Soon Baichuan ran to the thatched house where the village head lived. He shouted anxiously, "village head! Come out quickly! Xiaoyueyue is ill!"

Hearing Baichuan's cry, the door was pushed open. Then the village head ran out of the house in panic. After seeing Du Yueyue in Baichuan's arms, the old man rushed over, held Du Yueyue in Baichuan's arms, and then turned and ran towards the house.

Bai Xiaohei and Bai Chuan looked at each other, and then they followed the village head into the house. At this time, the village head had put Du Yueyue on a simple wooden bed and covered the little girl with a fur quilt.

At this time, Du Yueyue's condition was much more serious than that just now. The little girl was panting badly. Her throat made a sound similar to pulling the bellows, and she coughed from time to time. Every cough would spit out a mouthful of blood. In that way, she could not stand it.

The village head didn't take care of Bai Chuan and Bai Xiaohei who followed him. Instead, he was busy rummaging around for a while. The village head took out a small cloth bag from the cabinet in the inner room. After opening the cloth bag, Bai Xiaohei saw that it was a kind of dark brown. He didn't know whether it was animal hair or plant branches and leaves. There were not many, only a dozen, It's dark, but it's shiny.

The old man took out a little of this kind of thing, and then walked to Du Yueyue. Then the old man put these things into a small porcelain bowl, took out the usual cigarette holder and lit these things in the bowl.

When these things were ignited, the room immediately filled with a strange smell. The smell was not bad, but it was not good. It had some strange fragrance, but it was also mixed with some spicy taste. Smelling the smell, white Xiaohei felt very uncomfortable in his lungs, as if something was stimulating and itching.

The itch was really painful, but in order to avoid affecting the village head's treatment of Du Yueyue, Bai Xiaohei didn't cough out, but resisted it. However, his ability to resist didn't mean that other people in the room couldn't help it. Baichuan coughed first, and the cough was very severe, followed by the old village head. Finally, Du Yueyue in a coma coughed violently.

Bai Xiaohei could not bear it for two or three minutes. Then he began to cough violently. It felt as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

Of course, they are normal people. It's nothing to cough a few times, but Du Yueyue coughs badly. After smelling the smoke, she coughs even worse. Every time she coughs, the small family's body will tremble violently, and there will be blood in her mouth.

"Cough! What the hell are you doing, village head? Xiaoyueyue will die!" feeling something wrong, Xiaohei coughed and asked the old village head.

The old village head also kept coughing, but he didn't mean to stop. Instead, he put the bowl burning strange things close to Du Yueyue's face, so that the smoke released could be more easily smelled by Du Yueyue, and the end of doing so was that Du Yueyue coughed more strongly.

Du Yueyue coughed continuously for four or five minutes, because every cough would have blood coughing out, so even her collar and bed were stained with blood. Finally, Du Yueyue vomited something the size of an adult's fist from her mouth with a violent cough. It looked like jelly and blood red all over her body. After being vomited out, she fell on the bed.

Seeing Du Yueyue coughing this thing out, the old village head hurriedly moved the bowl in his hand, grabbed the teapot on the table, poured the tea in, put out the burning thing, and threw the bowl on the table. The old man quickly opened all the windows in the house and let the choking question disperse as soon as possible.

After the smell in the room almost dissipated, everyone's cough stopped. Bai Xiaohei walked to the bed with a puzzled face. Then he looked curiously at the bloody viscous object on the bed, and even reached out to touch it.

And just as Bai Xiaohei reached out to touch it, the village head's panicked voice came: "don't touch that thing!"

Hearing the panic cry of the village head, Bai Xiaohei was startled. Then he turned and looked at the village head with doubts in his eyes. The village head quickly came over and picked up the bowl on the table again. Before and after he came to the bed, the village head pulled out a knife from his waist and picked the ball into the bowl with the tip of the knife.

Seeing the old man's cautious appearance, Bai Xiaohei was even more puzzled. After gathering together, Bai Xiaohei stared at the things in the bowl and asked the village head, "village head, what is it that Xiao Yueyue coughed out?"

"... insect gathering!" the old man heard Bai Xiaohei's words, and his face showed a strange expression. After a moment of silence, he answered.

"Insect gathering? What's that?" Bai Xiaohei asked suspiciously when he heard it for the first time.

The old man didn't answer this time. Instead, he stabbed the object with a short knife in his hand, and then made a horizontal stroke. With a strange tearing sound, the object was cut by the knife.