Chapter 612 Statue
“Okay.”
Feng Jiuyou had long been willing to intervene. When his master opened his mouth, he did not delay. He took a few steps forward and came. Arriving in front of Old Man Yang.
She stretched out her hand and tapped it gently, and Old Yang, who was no longer mad, fainted.
"Madam, what's going on...?"
When Old Man Yang's son saw that his father had fainted, he was startled and hurriedly asked.
"It's okay. His previous state was not easy to deal with, so I clicked on his sleeping point." Feng Jiuyou explained.
“You carry him into the house first.”
“Okay.”
Hearing this, Old Man Yang’s son immediately called his second and third brothers to bring him to the house. Dad carried him into the house.
"Why are you going in? Why don't you have to work?"
Other people in the village also wanted to follow, but they were all stopped by the village chief.
Feng Jiuyou entered the room and first looked at the layout of the entire room.
When she was outside, she saw the room in this direction, with a strong aura of ghosts. Sure enough, her guess was correct, this room was Old Man Yang's room.
When his eyes touched a small statue, his eyes were half-squinted.
The ghostly aura was so strong that it was about to overflow. Without her appearance, within three days, the entire family would have died.
Feng Jiuyou silently fired a blast of profound energy towards the statue, sealing the evil spirit that was about to overflow in the sculpture.
After the matter is settled, we will deal with this ghost thing.
"Madam, please look at my father."
Old Yang's son put Old Man Yang on the bed and used a towel to clean the blood on his hands and face. Then he said it to Feng Jiuyou.
"Okay."
Feng Jiuyou had some guesses based on her appearance, but she had just come into contact with this and still needed medical skills to make a diagnosis. She put her hand on Old Man Yang's wrist, and it took more than a minute before Feng Jiuyou withdrew her hand.
"Madam, my father... he... can he be cured?"
Old man Yang's son said with great anxiety. He was already too disappointed. Many times, I'm afraid it will be the same this time.
"Yes."
Feng Jiuyou said, this ghostly aura is nothing compared to Jianghuai's, and it can be solved without even using holy objects.
"Really? That's great." Old Man Yang's son immediately cried with joy when he heard this.
"Before that, I need to ask some things clearly so that I can prescribe the right medicine." Feng Jiuyou didn't make him happy for long before he spoke again.
"Okay, you tell me, I will never hide it from you."
After Old Man Yang's son calmed down, he immediately spoke.
“How long has it been since he was like this?”
“My dad has been like this for more than half a year. At the beginning, we didn’t pay much attention. My dad has been like this every day. They were all sitting next to the chicken coop, staring straight at the chickens in the chicken coop.
We just thought he wanted to eat chicken, so we caught a chicken, but we didn’t expect that just now. The chicken blood was released, and before I could react, he drank the chicken blood.
After drinking the chicken blood, something felt wrong about him, and his face looked ferocious, as if he had changed. Just one person.”
Thinking of that scene, how does it feel like you have changed as a person? It's as if they don't recognize their relatives.
In the first two times when he got sick, he was bitten by his father because he didn't pay attention. If what he noticed was correct, his father touched the wound and sucked it hard several times. .
It was like sucking his blood.
If Feng Jiuyou knew what he was thinking, he would definitely sigh that he was lucky enough to survive being bitten.
Being bitten by someone who is contaminated with evil spirit will have disastrous consequences.
(End of this chapter)