Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 70 [Go and return]

   "Xingwen, how do you feel?" Fang Chang asked the boy on the bed.

   "Grandpa Fang, I feel much better!" Jian Xingwen said happily, "It's so warm! It's not cold at all."

   "... don't move yet, rest for a while, let me ask you, do you still remember when you started to feel this cold feeling?"

  Fang Chang kicked the ghost tied on the ground aside, and asked the child in front of him.

   Jian Xingwen looked up and thought for a while, then replied:

   "I don't know how long ago, I just remember that when I came back from school, I felt cold all over, and I couldn't cover myself with a quilt. I started dreaming that night."

   "Then as soon as I fell asleep, I dreamed that someone was choking my neck, and it took all my strength to break free. I was... scared and tired..."

   "What did you do that day? Especially on the way back." Fang Chang continued to ask.

   "I have nothing else to do, just use the pocket money I saved to buy some snacks to satisfy my craving..." Jian Xingwen recalled, and suddenly said:

   "By the way, Grandpa Fang, I was still in the cracks of the cobblestone road. I picked up a brass button, but I didn't expect it to break when I pinched it..."

   "Oh? It's still there, show me."

   "Right on the corner of the ledge."

  Fang Chang hurried over. There were a few pieces of broken brass on the corner of the window sill, which looked ordinary. It looked like a button, but it was so brittle for some reason.

   "Is it this?" He reached out and picked up a piece, raised it up and asked Jian Xingwen, this copper piece instantly attracted the attention of people in the room. .

   "Yes, Grandpa Fang."

   "It seems to be this." Fang Chang smiled.

  At the door of the house, Jian Zhengqing and Jian Zhengchu couldn't hold back anymore. Jian Zhengchu gently pulled down his brother's sleeve, cupped his hands and asked, "Mr. Fang, is this button that hurt Xingwen?"

   "Yes, and no." After saying something incomprehensible, Fang Chang kicked the ghost tied under his feet and explained:

   "To be precise, it should be a thick cloudy air attached to this button. After the button was crushed, this cloudy air overflowed, wrapped around Xingwen, and attracted this ghost."

"For normal healthy people, this ghost should be powerless. With this evil energy, it has an opportunity to take advantage of. The negative effect of being caught by a ghost is nightmares. Whenever Xingwen falls asleep, he will feel that he is being strangled by the neck. .”

"Every time I have to struggle hard to be free, and then wake up, and so on. Although the mind is normal at the beginning, but after being unable to fall asleep for a long time, the spirit will inevitably collapse and be completely invaded by this ghost. After all, lack of sleep is the result of conscious consciousness. worst enemy."

   "In the next few days, let Xingwen sleep well to nourish his spirit. Drink more corn porridge when eating. This food is eaten by all people. It is the most nourishing and can drive away evil spirits."

  The three worship again.

  Fang Chang picked up the ghost on the ground, and with the other hand picked up the bamboo wine tube that was placed next to him when he untied his belt, and smiled at several people:

   "Next, I will go to **** him to justice, so I won't stay here for a long time. We will meet later."

  …

  Farewell to Jane's family, carrying broken copper buttons, Fang Chang took the ghost and the bamboo tube to the street again.

   Next time, bring a rope with you.

  Always tie a ghost with a trouser belt, which is degrading.

  At this time, Dongfang has turned pale, and people outside have already started to move around. He is very careful not to let the ghost in his hand touch people, so he walks very carefully.

  Fang Chang didn't want to go to Chenghuang's Mansion, because the ticket time was early this morning, and time was tight, so he didn't want to see him. He only walked a few hundred steps in a few streets and alleys, and saw the back of a patrolling servant of the City God's Mansion not far away.

  Following up quickly, he patted the opponent's shoulder from behind and shouted:

   "On a business trip."

   "Ouch, yo, yo, yo!" The guard jumped up in fright: "How can you see me?!"

   "I am a practitioner..."

   "It turned out to be the Shangxian, and I almost died of fright." The patrolling servant of the City God's Mansion turned around, bowed and saluted, "I don't know what the Shangxian called me to live in, what did he do... this ghost?"

   "Exactly."

  Fang Chang handed over the ghost in his hand, and said: "This ghost has possessed Jian Xingwen, the grandson of Jian Zhengqing, through a cloud of turbidity."

   "I just happened to pass by, and I had an old relationship with that Jane, so I took action to capture this ghost. It is the responsibility of the local City God's Mansion to clean up this kind of thing, so I found a job to bring this ghost to justice."

   "Shangxian has worked hard!"

  The parading servant thanked him, then took it, and was going to go to the City God's Mansion to enroll it in the book.

  Fang Chang called him to stop:

   "Excuse me, why do you see this kind of ghost recently? It's quite abnormal to be muddled and unable to speak."

  Before he caught the ghost, he thought it was some ghost that slipped through the net when he was working in the City God's Mansion. After all, it's normal for law enforcement to have omissions.

   But then Fang Chang felt that something was wrong. This was the same as the one caught in Huqiao Town last time. It was obviously abnormal in all aspects.

  Hearing this question, the guard stopped and shook his head: "But I don't know. I have encountered them in the surrounding prefectures, but I can't communicate with them, and I can't know where they came from."

   "Okay, thanks for letting me know."

  Fang Chang arched his hands, and watched the tour guard of the City God's Mansion **** the ghost away.

   It is no accident that I encountered this strange ghost twice in a row.

   Is it related to this catastrophe?

   Thinking for a while, Fang Chang stretched out his hand and calculated carefully.

"Eh??!"

  He was really a little surprised this time. Originally, if this kind of ghost was related to the catastrophe, it would not be unexpected.

  But what he didn't expect was that according to calculations, this strange ghost has nothing to do with the catastrophe that the world is going through!

   "That's weird..."

  Since he had already started to calculate, Fang Chang simply took out the few broken copper buckles from his bag, and calculated their origins.

   There is still some time before the start.

   Turning back, he knocked on Jane's door again.

   "Mr. Fang? Please come in quickly, please come in." Jian Zhengqing opened the door. He was very pleasantly surprised when he saw the person coming, and hurriedly greeted Fang Chang inside.

   "No, the matter is very simple, I will leave after I finish speaking." Fang Chang quickly refused, and he told the other party:

   "Exit the alley from here and go north. In the yard next to the locust tree, there is a group of grave robbers.

   "Mr. Jian, you can report it. The copper button that caused Xingwen's disease was dug out of the ground and accidentally left behind."

   "There is such a thing!"

  Jian Zhengqing was very shocked: "Tomb robbery is a felony! If caught, at least be executed."

  Fang Chang said with a smile: "I hope you hurry up and don't get lost. I'm going to catch a carriage next time and leave Xingqingfu City. I can't go with you, so let's go."

  ...

  The mutton noodles in Huqiao Town are still so delicious.

  Old Xu at the noodle booth was still agile, pouring slices of noodles as thin as cicada wings into the pot fluently, and serving them to the customers.

   But this time, Fang Chang didn't meet Xie Guangan while eating noodles.

   Putting down the big coarse porcelain bowl, Fang Chang used a descaling technique on his mouth, got up and said goodbye to Lao Xu, and went straight out of the town.

  A dozen li to the north is Yunzhong Mountain.

  Looking north from here, you can see the rolling mountains, high mountains and low peaks layer upon layer, looming in the clouds and mist.

  Beside the official road outside the town, there are a few clusters of rose flowers, which grow very tenaciously.

  He cut two pieces and prepared to take them back to the mountain.

  (end of this chapter)