Chapter 10995
"Daozhang Yuan, what's going on with my mother?" Yang Ruoqing wanted to rush to Mrs. Sun and help her. She was clearly in the room, right in front of her, so how could she feel that Mrs. Sun It seems that a person does not belong to the same dimension as them?
Can’t even see yourself?
Daochang Yuan raised his hand and made a calm gesture towards Yang Ruoqing, and then he gave some instructions to Xiaomo.
Xiao Mo nodded, came over and took the whisk from Yuan Daozhang's hand, and started waving it around Sun's side.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, or if she had heard it from outsiders, Yang Ruoqing probably wouldn't have believed that there really were things in this world that couldn't be explained by science.
At this moment, Mrs. Sun in front of me is obviously in the tea room of less than 20 square meters with everyone.
But Mrs. Sun has been lingering in the small area at the door of the house, going back and forth, circling in an area less than two square meters.
Looking at her facial expressions, it’s like wearing VR glasses and being in another space completely.
In that space, there is a completely different scene, and perhaps other people and things are happening...
"Qing'er, Qing'er, please walk slower, mother can't catch up with you!"
Yang Ruoqing heard Sun calling her name more than once and looked at her staggering steps. , seems to be chasing myself in another space.
But, isn’t the real self standing in front of Sun?
What's going on?
And here, at this moment, there is an expert like Yuan Daozhang present. Why did mother suddenly act like this?
"Daozhang Yuan, what's wrong with my mother? Why does it feel like hitting a wall?" Yang Ruoqing resisted the urge to rush forward and break Sun from the illusion, and asked Daozhang Yuan in a low voice.
Daochang Yuan said: "The old lady is not trying to hit the wall, but one of her souls has not returned to its place."
"Don't be impatient, my master, I will take care of the old lady's lost things." Find back one soul after another, The old lady is naturally fine."
"Okay!"
Yang Ruoqing stopped speaking, but held her breath and stood aside and let Daochang Yuan do something she couldn't understand. 'Move'.
Yang Ruoqing was confused in her heart. She was fine when she came here. How come she went to the backyard and her stepmother was like this when she came back?
Did something in the woods behind the backyard hit me?
Behind the forest were the skeletons from the mass graves that had been relocated from the mass graves before the Taoist temple was built. Taoist priest Yuan collected them in a jar and then searched for them in the backyard of the Taoist temple. A separate place was laid for burial.
After the burial, on some special days every year, Taoist Yuan will perform certain rituals to appease the ownerless ones to eliminate their hostility and resentment, so that they can rest in peace.
For so many years, the fourth uncle, third brother, and other handymen in the Taoist temple have passed by this backyard archway countless times, and I have never heard of anyone being hit.
Why did my mother get hit when she came here?
"Okay!"
As Daochang Yuan's voice sounded in her ears, Yang Ruoqing's thoughts turned around, and she saw that Sun, who had been spinning around in circles like a hide-and-seek, was like a power outage. The fan suddenly stopped spinning.
Moreover, his shoulders slumped, his eyelids sank, and his body fell limply to the ground.
Yang Ruoqing rushed over before Xiao Mo and hugged the unconscious Sun.
"Daozhang Yuan, what's next?"
"Put the old lady on the soft couch."
"Okay!"
Soon, Mrs. Sun was released Go to the soft couch under the window.
Taoist priest Yuan took out a piece of yellowish incense stick. The incense stick was not long, about the length of a chopstick, but it was thicker, as thick as Yang Ruoqing's finger.
Taoist priest Yuan lit the incense and placed it firmly on Mrs. Sun's head. The smoke from other incense burners was mostly white.
But the smoke from the burning incense is blood red, floating upward like a straight line. In the nose, there is a bit of wormwood and mint, and a strange fragrance.
The strange fragrance made Yang Ruoqing feel as if she had arrived in a grand hall, filled with solemn and solemn faces... Taoist priest Yuan gave Sun a pill and used the rest of Sun's previous drink Take the pill with tea.
When it was done, he pricked Sun's middle finger with a silver needle, squeezed out a few drops of blood, and wiped Sun's middle finger with a cotton ball dipped in cinnabar and dog blood. of wounds.
Finally, he packed the remaining handful of glutinous rice soaked in dog blood in a black purse and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.
"There is half a pound of dog-blood glutinous rice in it. After I go back, whether it is porridge or rice, I can coax the old lady to eat it. She should be fine."
Yang Ruoqing He nodded and properly accepted the half bag of glutinous rice.
"Daozhang Yuan, when will my mother wake up?"
"When this incense stick is burned out, she will come back completely."
Come back completely?
Then where has she gone now?
"There is some evil in the backyard. My mother went there and became like this." Yang Ruoqing added.
Daoist Priest Yuan nodded, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the backyard has been a little uneasy lately. Maybe it's because I've been busy dealing with secular affairs recently, and delayed my salvation there."
"Wait. I went into retreat in the backyard for two days and it was peaceful, so my boss didn’t have to worry.”
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Thank you, Taoist Yuan."
"Taoist Yuan, what happened to my aunt..."
Taoist Yuan said: "Although butcher is one of the three hundred and sixty professions, six animals Although it is eaten by people, there are always some causes and effects in this world that cannot be avoided."
"This time the Sun family ignored the sow. The sow was retaliated for interceding, and the sow would be punished. However, because the butcher himself was involved in too many killings, his own good fortune was gradually diminished."
"This time. Madam uncle is destined to have a big disaster. Whether she can get through it depends on her own luck and the virtue of her ancestors."
"Daozhang Yuan, according to you, my eldest aunt is not out of danger?"
"Yes!"
Yang Ruoqing's heart sank.
"Is there any way to resolve it?"
Taoist Yuan stroked his beard, frowned, and slowly shook his head: "This is fate. My skills are limited. I can detect things, but I can't force it. Intervention.”
"What's the suggested method?" Yang Ruoqing asked again without giving up.
It’s better to take precautions before they happen!
Daozhang Yuan thought about it and said to Yang Ruoqing: "If it really comes to the point where you can't escape, I can give you some guidance. There may be a glimmer of hope, but whether it will work or not depends on fate... ..."
...
When the incense stick on Sun's head burned to the last inch and completely turned into ashes, Sun suddenly opened her eyes faintly.
At this moment, her eyes regained clarity and were no longer as empty and confused as before.
She sat up and looked around with a puzzled look on her face. She seemed a little confused just after waking up. When she saw clearly the furnishings in the room, as well as Yang Ruoqing and Yuan Daochang who were sitting there drinking tea, Sun's All the memories were picked up.
(End of this chapter)