The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 28

When my grandfather saw the little dead child run away, he was a little surprised, and looked at me worriedly, hesitant to speak.

I think he wanted to deal with Nobita's affairs first, so he didn't say anything to me.

The matter of Nobita is actually very simple, I have completed the most critical part of the soul, and the rest is to guide the soul into the body, and then recuperate.

While holding a large bowl of hot ginger soup that Daxiong's mother had cooked for me long ago, I watched my grandpa cast spells.

Under the guidance of my grandfather, Daxiong's soul finally returned to his place. My grandfather burned another yellow paper talisman to feed him, and told him that it would be enough to keep him for three days.

With the gratitude of Gan Yunshan and Daxiong's mother, my grandfather led me back home.

It was already past five o'clock in the morning, and the sky was getting bright.

My grandfather and I walked on the muddy dirt road in the village, feeling very excited for no reason.

This night is really exciting, I have never encountered so many things before, and I can't digest it at this moment, I feel that my little heart is beating faster than when I saw Liu Dazhuang's father , still strong.

My grandfather's pace was a bit fast, he was walking in front, and I was bouncing and following behind, constantly talking about what happened along the way.

When I mentioned Liu Dazhuang's father, my grandfather seemed to be lost in memory, and said with a smile: "This old ghost, hasn't been reincarnated yet?"

"Ah, he asked me to help him tell Liu Dazhuang to rebuild the ancestral grave, and he gave me a small slice."

I pulled out the little piece and gave it to my grandpa.

The old man glanced at me, put the small pieces into his pocket, and said with a smile: "My grandson can practice medicine with ghosts, it's amazing!"

I giggled: "Grandpa, what is this!"

My grandfather smiled and said, "It's ghost nails."

what!I thought about it, and looked at my fingernails. They were exactly the same shape as those small pieces, but the ghost nails were longer.

And think about that little dead child's nails, oh my god, it's so scary.

I didn't expect that the thing I carried all the way was such a horrible thing.

I asked curiously again: "Why do we collect ghost nails?"

My grandpa said: "Ghost nails can be regenerated like human nails. When they do business with us, they use their nails as currency to buy something. This kind of nail is very useful to us. Powder, painted in a spell, the spell will be more powerful, and cast in a magic weapon, the power of the magic weapon will be even greater. You don’t understand these things when I tell you now, but when you grow up, you will naturally understand gone."

I nodded and shouted happily: "Oh, oh, I can also help grandpa practice medicine, I am a ghost doctor."

Grandpa looked at me with a smile and said, "Excited?"

I nodded: "Yeah, you don't know, on the way to pick up Nobita, I met a lot of ghosts, all kinds of ghosts, it's strange, usually I feel very scared, how come I'm not scared at all Woolen cloth?"

My grandpa's old face smiled wide-eyed: "What will happen?"

I hesitated and said, "I'm still a little scared."

I said in my heart that I was more than a little scared. If it weren't for that weird set of movements, I would have almost died.

Well, judging from the appearance of the mysterious man, my grandfather doesn't seem to like that man. I'd better not tell my grandfather about my ability to do this move, in case the old man gets angry.

"Hahaha, it's normal."

My grandpa laughed and led me to continue walking. I looked at his expression, he didn't look very happy, and his pace was still very fast, as if he was in a hurry to do something.

"Grandpa, why are you walking so fast? I can't keep up."

I trotted along for a while and felt a little tired.

"Today, the ghost baby has been refusing to leave for a long time, and he doesn't want anything. Something must happen. We have to go back and make preparations to prevent the ghost baby from making trouble."

Hearing what grandpa said, I immediately shivered, and I didn't feel tired, so I followed my grandpa and ran to the door of the house.

Before we opened the door, I saw my mother standing at the gate with a pale face, as if she had been waiting here for a long time.

After seeing me, my mother didn't say anything, she just pulled me into her arms and patted my head.

I could feel the worry in her heart, although she didn't say it.

She seemed to know what I was doing, she didn't scold me, hit me, or comfort me, she just hugged me tightly, making me feel warm.

My grandfather knocked on the cigarette pot in embarrassment: "I've been tossing all night, I'm hungry."

My mother nodded: "The buns have been steamed a long time ago, and the porridge is also hot."

I smiled and said, "Mom's buns are the best."

After finishing speaking, I took her hand and jumped into the yard, followed by my grandpa. When I walked in the door, I frowned slightly, looked left and right, and my nose moved.

My mother looked at my weird movements and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with this kid?"

My grandfather was also taken aback, and made the same movement as me, his nose twitched for a while, and then he glanced at me: "You also found out?"

I nodded, pulled my mother aside, and walked towards the chicken coop.

The chicken coop is at the corner of the yard, and you have to go around the front yard to see it. I usually don't pay attention to it, and I don't know that there are chickens there.

There are not many chickens in our family, just seven or eight chickens, including big roosters and old hens.

In the past, this time period was the patrol time of the big rooster. It always put its comb on the ground in front of the chicken coop, dangling back and forth in front of the group of hens, as if reviewing its own rooster. The army generally shows off its might.

Those old hens will also cluck and cluck to welcome their master.

But at this time, the chicken coop was quiet, without a single sound.

In front of the chicken coop, the big rooster was lying quietly on the ground. It was a good big rooster. Its blood-red comb became snow-white, its streaky fur turned gray-white, and its two eyeballs protruded. Grandpa's frightened eyeballs were the same, and he looked at the seer.

The remaining few hens were the same as it, one in the east and the other in the west, scattered around the chicken coop, lying on the ground miserably, with countless feathers off their bodies, and what was even more frightening was that these hens His death was even more embarrassing.

Intestines flowed all over the floor, and all kinds of disemboweled stomachs were disfigured.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I felt my body become icy cold.

My grandfather also had an indescribable solemnity on his face.

I asked my grandpa, "Did that kid do it?"

My grandpa nodded: "Look at the situation, this ghost baby has already turned into a ghost, so it's still a little troublesome now!"

"what……"

My mother also ran over at this time, and her face was pale with fright when she saw this scene.

I hurriedly pulled her aside, my grandfather found a broken bag, threw those dead chickens into it one by one, and carried her away.

I pulled my mother back into the house and kept comforting her.

My mother smiled bitterly: "It's okay, I was just a little scared when I first met. I have seen this kind of thing a lot. When I was young, I would follow your father..."

A look of reminiscence appeared on my mother's face, but she stopped again when she said this.

Her sad expression made my heart hurt a bit.

I lowered my head and thought for a while, and I wanted to ask more things, but I still couldn't bear to ask.

"My child, you were born in Ou's family, and this is your destiny. Therefore, there are some things that my mother can't say or ask. When you grow up, you will be a man who stands up to the sky. You just need to remember that you must do things with a clear conscience." in the heart."

This is the second time I've heard something like this, my grandpa told it to me once and my mom said it again today.

I nodded heavily: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely become an upright man."

At this time, my grandfather came back from a trot all the way, holding a big bamboo cage in his hand, threw it in the yard, and shouted to me: "Ning baby, come here, try this cage, can you get in it?" .”

I'll go, old man, what do you want to do?
(End of this chapter)