My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Chapter 85 It Can Save People
"You... oh."

The old Taoist knew that persuasion was hopeless, so he let him go, and made a gesture to leave as soon as he turned around.

Zhang Hao ignored the old man, but looked at Aunt Li firmly.

This time, Aunt Li couldn't fix it anymore. She moved her mouth a few times, looked at Zhang Hao, and then at her son who was sitting in a wheelchair, unconscious and unable to speak. She didn't know what to say for a while. what.

Over the years, I have seen doctors, Taoist priests, and folk remedies. I have used all available methods, and my son has never woken up.

She can be said to have given up hope long ago.

However, when she heard that Zhang Hao had a solution, she was really moved, and she really wanted to give it a try, but what if... What if Zhang Hao's solution was useless in the end?Wouldn't that be another joyous occasion?
She didn't dare to try, but she didn't dare not to try.

She is afraid of failure in the end, but also afraid of what if it is useful?If it works, her son will be able to wake up!
Should we trust Zhang Hao and let him have a try...

Aunt Li didn't know, she really didn't know.

"Xiao, Xiaohao... Really, is there really hope?" She finally raised her head, with tears in her eyes, biting the dry white skin on her lips tightly, her hands holding the wheelchair Trembling slightly.

She finally chose to let Zhang Hao give it a try, as it should be.

She is a mother, a mother, she can't just watch her son go on like this, she can't massage her son all day, pinch his body, move his joints, she will grow old one day, she will die one day.

If one day, she is old and unable to move, and lies on the bed like her son, what will happen to her son?

Could it be that the boss Gao Hai is in charge of Gao Lin?
It's not fair to Gao Hai, and it's not fair to Gao Hai's family.

She would rather suffer more, she would rather bear all the pain by herself, she would rather die herself, in exchange for her son to wake up and live like a normal person.

She would rather hold on to all hope, even if this hope won't last long, even if this so-called hope will turn into disappointment in the next second, that's okay, at least for a moment, she firmly believes that her son can wake up and Look at her, and call her...Mom.

Zhang Hao nodded, stepped forward and grabbed Aunt Li's arm, and said solemnly: "Aunt Li, I... I am just a guess, if I guess right, then Gao Lin may wake up, but if, if I guess Wrong, then..."

Aunt Li nodded, a few tears had already flowed down her cheeks, she swallowed her throat up and down, her voice was a little choked up: "No...it's okay, Hao, you, you just try, auntie believes you, just try, even if, Even if Xiao Lin can't wake up in the end, Madam doesn't blame you, Madam definitely doesn't blame you."

As she was talking, she tightly held Zhang Hao's hand with both hands, and she stopped shaking, as if grabbing some life-saving straw, she still murmured to herself: "Even if you can't wake up , Auntie will definitely not blame you, Auntie will not blame you, Xiaohao, hurry up, let's try, let's try..."

Zhang Hao nodded heavily, and comforted in a low voice: "It's okay, auntie, leave everything to me, don't worry, let's go back now, go back and try now."

Then, he turned his head and looked at the old Taoist, with a smile all over his face: "Master Taoist, can you push that wheelchair for me? Help me push Gao Lin back?"

The old man didn't leave, but just turned around. Hearing his words, he silently turned his head and snorted coldly: "You little brother, you are quite good at instigating people."

Although he said so, the old man still turned around and stepped forward to push the wheelchair.

It wasn't because Zhang Hao asked him for help, but because he wanted to see what Zhang Hao was up to. The doctor said that he was helpless, and his body was still so weak that he basically couldn't wake up. He could maintain his current state Not dying is already considered a miracle.

And Zhang Hao dared to say that he could think of a way to wake up this person, he really dared to brag, he could open his eyes and talk nonsense.

However, this also made him very curious, what tricks Zhang Hao could come up with?
that's it.

Zhang Hao supported Aunt Li, the old man pushed Gao Lin, and the three of them returned to Aunt Li's home in a vegetable state.

During the period, I met many villagers on the road. Seeing the situation, they all came forward to ask, and Aunt Li also told the story that Zhang Hao had a way to wake up her son.

When the villagers heard this, they immediately put down their work and followed up to watch.

Now the image of Zhang Hao in the hearts of the villagers is a person who seems to be talking about God, but seems to have some real skills. It is really impossible to disobey him in some things.

As villagers, they naturally knew about Gao Lin and how much Aunt Li had put in these years. Therefore, the villagers were all curious about what Zhang Hao wanted to do.

And the team of three people and one vegetative person gradually grew, and when they arrived at the door of Aunt Li's house, it had become a small team of more than a dozen people.

Seeing the dilapidated courtyard in front of him, the dirt road in the courtyard, and the house that looked about his age and tattered with the Taoist robe he was wearing, the old Taoist sighed again.

Looking at the moving heads in the house, the old Taoist didn't say anything, just stood in the crowd and watched silently.

Fortunately, he didn't take a bath all year round, and he didn't change his Taoist robes. He had a bad smell on his body, and because of his status as a Taoist priest, the villagers didn't dare to get too close, so his surroundings were considered clean.

At this time, he heard Zhang Hao say: "Aunt Li, wait for me here, I'll go back and get something, and I'll come back as soon as I go."

Afterwards, Zhang Hao squeezed out of the crowd and trotted away towards the door.

Watching his leaving back, the old Taoist stroked his beard with his hands, with a bewildered and puzzled expression on his face.

"Hey, you guys say that this kid really has a way to wake Gao Lin up?"

"Who knows, anyway, he talks about it all day long, and I don't know if he really understands it or pretends to understand it."

"Hey, don't say that. Didn't the funeral all depend on the Zhang family boy, so those people can come back. The same is true for the construction of the fox temple this time. The master said that they will build a fox temple to worship incense day and night."

In an instant, the old man felt countless eyes attacking him.

He paused insignificantly, and then resumed his previous fairy-like posture, stroking his beard with his hands, neither speaking nor nodding, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Seeing this, the villagers started a new round of discussion again.

"Then, does this kid really understand?"

"What if it's a coincidence? Besides, the doctors, Taoists, and other folk remedies didn't wake Gao Lin up, so the Zhang family boy will do it?"

"Who knows, let's see, if he really has a way to wake Gao Lin up, that would definitely be a good thing, but I feel like Xuan..."

"Yes, how can I wake up so easily."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and nodded in his heart.

This makes sense, how can it be so easy to wake up, it is a blessing that the people of Zhongsha are not dead, it is not easy to be able to become a vegetative state, and still have a breath, still thinking about waking up?It's hard as hell.

Alas, it's all because the kid didn't listen to the persuasion, it's all right now, if Gao Lin can't be woken up, I'm afraid he will have a hard time in this village in the future.

But this is not something I worry about in Pindao. At that time, Pindao had already traveled all over the world.

Ding Deng Deng.

Thoughts diverge.

The old Taoist heard footsteps, accompanied by an energetic call: "Mom! Mom!"

A muscular figure rushed in from the door, rushed straight to the inner room, grabbed the hand of the female layman on the kang and asked, "Mom, I heard that Haozi has a way to save Xiaolin?"

Aunt Li nodded heavily: "Yes, Zhang Hao said that he has a way, but he is not sure if it will work."

Gao Hai's throat surged, and he said eagerly: "Okay, okay, no matter you are not sure, let's try, let's try."

"Well, let's try, definitely try." Aunt Li excitedly took her son's hand, tears secreted again from her eyes.

But at this time.

Ding Deng Deng.

There was another sound of footsteps coming from the door.

All the villagers followed the sound and saw Zhang Hao rushing in, a little out of breath, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and he seemed to be running here without stopping.

Compared with leaving before, Zhang Hao returned with a strange looking little thing in his hand, which was hard to see.

The old Taoist looked at him from the side, stroking his beard, fiddling with the dust whisk, looking up and down at him and the little thing in his hand with triangular eyes.

Because there were too many people, he couldn't see what the little thing Zhang Hao was holding in his hand was.

Zhang Hao rushed into the house, first nodded to the villagers, and said hello.

"Haozi, you kid is in a hurry, slow down, don't fall." Uncle Wang said with concern.

Zhang Hao waved his hand, took a few breaths, and signaled that he was fine.

"By the way, Xiaohao, you said there is a way to wake up that Xiaolin, what can you do?"

"Yeah, what are you going to use? Just tell us what you need, and we'll go home and get it right away!"

"Yes, just say what you want, and buy it as soon as possible if you don't have it, don't delay it."

The villagers talked about it everywhere, and the rural people were still very simple.

"Xiao Hao, how are you going to save Lin Zi?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao signaled everyone to be quiet, then raised an object the size of a palm in his hand, and replied, "Use this to save."

All the villagers followed the sound, and all looked at the Thunder Tribulation Hammer in his hand, their expressions could not help but be taken aback.

But Zhang Hao actually held a small and exquisite wooden hammer in his hand. The hammer head was as black as coke, and it was covered with burnt lines, as if it had been burnt countless times, leaving traces. .

However, the handle of the small hammer is a normal wood color, and it is also covered with grains, but it is the normal wood grain.

The strangest thing is that there is no gap at the joint between the hammer head and the hammer handle, and there is no trace of connecting the hammer head and the hammer handle at all, as if they are one, or they are one.

It is the mountain treasure: Thunder Tribulation Wooden Hammer.

(End of this chapter)