Chapter 5725: Collided with the Water God?
Under his bed there was an earthenware jar wrapped in black cloth. The lid of the jar was tightly covered. There was a piece of yellow paper attached to the jar. On the paper, there was a scrawled word "Emperor" written in cinnabar. .
This is the talisman posted on the jar by Master Sanwu. At this moment, the talisman is gently swinging along with Yang Yongxian’s snoring. If someone is lying under the bed, he will definitely feel that the jar is expanding, and there is a faint feeling inside the jar. There was light flickering, as if something was trying to escape from the jar.
The word "Edict" on the yellow paper suddenly lit up, and the charm stuck tightly to the body of the jar. The power that was about to move in the jar instantly subsided, and everything returned to calm.
Yang Yongxian had no idea about all this. He turned over and changed his position, continuing to hug the pillow and let out a few satisfied murmurs.
Night comes again.
Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing specially wore cloaks tonight and were waiting by the river early.
When the moon gradually rose into the sky, a big frog jumped over.
Sure enough, it was Yang Yongqing again.
"I've seen it, and there is no follower behind him." Luo Fengtang said solemnly.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Do it!"
We can't let him continue to drink raw water from the river. If he keeps drinking like this, he will have to give himself up sooner or later!
The two men took out the ropes they had prepared in advance, pounced on him from the left and right sides, and tied Yang Yongqing tightly in three strokes.
Yang Yongqing screamed, slapping his hands and feet on the ground, really like a big frog trying to struggle out of the rope.
"He's so strong, it seems like the rope can't control him!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Luo Fengtang said: "I remember when I went out to catch a frog, I covered it with a light and it stopped moving!"
He grabbed the wind lantern next to him, lit it, and held it up to Yang Yongqing's eyes.
Yang Yongqing puffed out his cheeks and tried his best to widen his eyes. He was really staring at the wind lantern in a daze.
Yang Ruoqing hit him on the neck with a knife from behind. Yang Yongqing's eyelids turned white and he fainted.
"How did you knock him out?" Luo Fengtang asked.
Turn out the lantern casually.
Yang Ruoqing flicked her wrist, "Isn't that hand exhausted from holding the lantern all the time? Just knock it out to save trouble."
Luo Fengtang smiled, the wife did things simply and rudely, But it's useful.
"Let's go and send it to Taoist Priest Yuan first." He said, then he picked up Yang Yongqing and walked quickly to the Taoist temple.
In the Taoist temple.
After hearing the purpose of his visit, Daochang Yuan saw Yang Yongqing, who was already awake on the ground but jumping all over the room and croaking. Even though Daochang Yuan had a lot of experience and often dealt with some weird things, at this moment, his eyes were opened again. .
"I'm ashamed to say that this is the first time I've seen a poor Taoist in this situation." Taoist priest Yuan said truthfully.
“If he behaves strangely, is afraid of light, is lethargic, or is irritable, irritable and prone to crying, or is talking nonsense and saying things that dead people often say, then he can still go to the Yin side. Think about it."
"It's just that his behavior is like a frog, which is puzzling... Could it be that he collided with something?"
"Collision? "Yang Ruoqing savored this word carefully.
Taoist priest Yuan then explained: "Just like a while ago, the son of Zhao Dagou's family in your village, Zhao Xiaomao, suddenly had a fever and was talking nonsense. The medicine was useless. Later, he brought the child to me and took a look at it. The child threw himself into the pond. As soon as I soaked in urine, I just collided. The water god then punished him."
"Later, we devised a plan and went to the shore to burn incense paper and send offerings, and Zhao Xiaomao returned to normal the next day."
About. Yang Ruoqing also heard about this matter. There was an uproar in the village a while ago.
The reason was that Zhao Dagou's mother-in-law was washing herself in the pond, and her one-year-old son Zhao Xiaomao was playing beside it.
When the child wanted to pee, the mother-in-law picked him up and dipped him in the water. When he returned, the child became ill.
Zhao Dagou and his wife were burning incense paper and placing offerings by the pond. They happened to be bumped into by someone, and the news came out.
"So, it is possible that my little cousin collided with the water god? Otherwise, how could he be punished by turning into a frog and lying by the river drinking water every night?"
Yang Ruoqing again Ask, look at this belly. It was originally flat, but his figure is still in good shape among the men.
But after drinking water last night, his stomach was so full that it was about to explode. If this wasn't the water god's punishment, what could it be?
Daochang Yuan touched the beard on his chin, followed the croaking Yang Yongqing, and shook his head, "It looks like it, but it doesn't look like it. I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't explain it..."
< br>Taoist Priest Yuan wanted to have more time to study Yang Yongqing, but Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang hurried to the pasture to stay on duty overnight, so they left Yang Yongqing with Taoist Yuan temporarily and let Taoist Yuan continue to study.
In addition, when Yang Yongqing wakes up tomorrow morning, they will come to pick him up and take him back to the village. They will tell him the truth and let him recall what he did and where he hit the road. Gods and Buddhas.
Grassland.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were guarding the area. It was very quiet, and even the sound of snoring could be heard from Yang Huazhong and Sun's house.
"We are wearing a lot of clothes tonight, and we have brought hot water. We can find a place with deep grass and shelter from the wind to take a nap later."
Yang Ruoqing suggested.
Soon Luo Fengtang found a place. The two of them were lying together in the deep grass. Yang Ruoqing rested on Luo Fengtang's arm. When she raised her head, she could see the stars and the moon above her head.
This time and space is a farming society, without the pollution of modern industry. The starry sky at night is really clear and beautiful. Breathing into the chest = every breath of air in the lungs is fresh and sweet.
The two talked a lot about each other, and Yang Ruoqing gradually became confused.
"If you feel sleepy, close your eyes and go to sleep." Luo Fengtang tightened her cloak and said softly.
Yang Ruoqing did not respond, her eyes had been closed.
Luo Fengtang held her in his arms with one hand and put the other hand behind his head. He smelled the fragrance in her hair and sighed comfortably, as if he had returned to his boyhood. At that time, there were many people like this In the starry night, they also lay together in their clothes, watching the stars and the moon, and thinking about the future.
Now, in the future, they have everything, and they are really content with their lives.
In the night wind, there was a faint discordant sound.
Luo Fengtang lay there, frowning slightly to catch the direction of the sound.
Yang Ruoqing has also quietly opened her eyes.
"It's a woman's cry." She said softly.
Luo Fengtang lowered his eyes and glanced at her in his arms, wondering when she woke up.
“I woke up when that woman cried for the first time.”
Yang Ruoqing suddenly spoke again and sat up. Her voice was muffled in the night wind: "The voice... seemed to be coming from the direction of Changping Village, crying along the river bank and coming towards Jiangjiapo... …”
(End of this chapter)