Northeast Night Talk

Chapter 83
"Among the eight mausoleums, Zhenghongqi, that is, the imperial tomb of Nurhachi, is the most difficult to choose, because it has a role in inheriting the future generations, so there are many failures in searching for dragons and acupuncture points, which has caused the most abandoned mausoleums in Zhenghongqi! I I think you two little bastards are the same as the imperial tomb I entered back then, they are all abandoned mausoleums of Zhenghongqi!"

The old man looked at us and said with certainty.

We both nodded, listening to his description, the truth should be almost indistinguishable, the deserted tomb should be just like what he said, it is the abandoned mausoleum of Zhenghongqi.

"I have been tortured by Hongsha for more than ten years. In 89, I accidentally met a descendant of the Taoist sect. He told me that there is no cure for Hongsha, only relief!"

When the old Tufu said this, he gave us a meaningful look, but at this moment, He Yinyang and I have become extremely ugly.

What is incurable?Are we going to follow the old path of Tu Fuzi?Haunted by Hongsha?

I pursed my lips and said, "Senior, is there really no way to eradicate it?"

The old Tu Fuzi shook his head, with a hint of helplessness on his face, "After the red evil spirit enters the body, it will invade the internal organs. If it were replaced with poison, it would have already killed you, and now it can only be relieved!"

He Yinyang and I looked at each other, and our mood sank instantly. We are still so young, and we haven't married a wife yet. Do we really want to fight against Hongsha for the rest of our lives?

"Senior, what is the relief method you just mentioned, can you teach us both." After a long silence, I sighed.

The old Tu Fuzi nodded and said: "Ginkgo tree oil is needed, and the method of nourishing the soul can also be used to prevent Hongsha from approaching."

"Ginkgo oil? Soul nourishment?"

"That's right! You need to use ginkgo tree oil to burn the red hair on the surface of the body, which can relieve the spread of evil spirits in the body, and then use the souls of cats and dogs to protect the whole body, so that the red evil dare not get close. In this way, the red hair will get Suppression, there will be no more growth, I think you two can only be like me now, you can only maintain it!"

He Yinyang and I smacked our lips, feeling extremely bitter in our hearts. The old master said that these two methods are a bit harsh for both of us. First of all, the ginkgo tree oil is not so easy to get.Generally only ginkgo trees that are hundreds of years old can produce oil, and the yield is extremely low.

Besides this soul raising, we two are young, we can't stay in the wood ghost formation all the time.So these two conditions are really too difficult.

But we both saw the big ginkgo tree next to the old man's yard, which is at least 200 years old. Could it be that the tree oil has already been produced?

Seeing that the old man is still alive and well, we both thought it must be so.

The old man saw that we had been looking at his ginkgo tree, smiled and said: "I came here in 88 and found this ginkgo tree. I bought this land with years of savings, and then planted 81 pagoda trees with my own hands, and sprinkled poplar seeds around it... That year was just in time for the winter famine, so I went hunting in the Great Northern Wilderness, and happened to come across this The mountain raccoons simply caught a few and brought them back to raise, and when they gave birth to cubs, I incorporated them into my formation, and I have lived comfortably for so many years!"

We both opened our mouths in surprise. This old man is really generous. He actually bought the entire land. It seems that Dao Dou is also a promising career.

"Senior, since you have set up the wooden ghost formation, will Hong Sha still dare to follow you in the dark?" I asked.

The old Tu Fuzi nodded, "As long as I'm being targeted, it's a lifetime. It's always lingering outside my formation, not daring to get close, but as long as I live for a day, it won't disappear, and..."

When the old man said this, he gave both of us a strange look, and said in a low voice: "You two are the same, when you two came first, I have already seen your red evil spirit, it came with you, at this moment Just hovering outside my formation!"

Although his voice was small, it sounded like a thunderclap in the ears of He Yinyang and me, making our faces instantly pale!
"Senior... how did you see it? To be honest, the two of us also have some supernatural powers, but we didn't realize its existence!"

Hearing our question, the old man didn't answer, but slowly took off his right eye patch, and he slowly opened his right eye, what we both saw was red!
"How could it be?!" Our eyes widened in shock, the old man's right eye was completely covered in blood, it was very hollow, very penetrating, and there seemed to be a black line flowing inside it all the time.

The old man slowly put down the blindfold, sighed and said: "The red hair has grown to my neck, and even my right eye has undergone a change, although I used ginkgo tree oil to remove the red hair, but But this eye has never recovered, it can observe Hong Sha's movements."

It turned out to be like this, no wonder the old man has been wearing that broken blindfold, we both thought he was half-blind!However, that Hongsha was too terrifying, it was like brown sugar, and it couldn't be shaken off no matter how hard it was.

hey-hey!The old man smiled sharply and said: "After so many years of scrambling and rolling, I have done too many shady things. I am self-destructive. It is God's greatest gift to be able to live to this day...Now, I have already given up on the world. I have no nostalgia, here is just to linger on, to end my remaining days."

Listening to the vicissitudes of life of the old man, we both sighed, sympathizing with his suffering, and lamenting our own tragic experience.

"Senior...the red hair on us?..."

What I mean is self-evident, I want the old man to help us, that's what he meant in the first place.

The old man nodded, "Yes! You are here under the guidance of Mr. Hu, and I will help you no matter what, but this is not something that can be resolved at once. You two must be mentally prepared."

He Yinyang and I looked at each other, and nodded together. I heard the old man say so much just now, and we all accepted what should be accepted. This is how life is born, and we have to accept our fate.

"You two come with me..."

The old man said, raised his buttocks and stood up from the rattan chair, tremblingly walking towards the dilapidated thatched hut.We both hurriedly followed.

Although the old man's thatched hut is dilapidated, it has quite a large space. It's summer, but for some reason, the windows in his house are not opened. The whole house is cold and cold, and there is a smell of earth.

The old man seemed to see what we were thinking, and said to himself, "Those who work in our line of work will never see the light of day..."

The old man turned around and walked into the back room. Just as we were about to follow, the old man waved his hands quickly. We touched our noses and had to sit on a chair outside and wait.

When the old man opened the wooden door of the back room, we took a sneak peek, our eyes widened immediately, and in a blink of an eye, we saw that there were a lot of porcelain vases and circles piled up in the room. antique.

This old man is not simple, and his family background is quite strong. You must know that the antiques are not the same as before. Everyone knows that these things are valuable, and the market for antiques is getting hotter and hotter.

Sitting in the living room, the two of us were dishonest. Looking around, we realized that an object randomly placed in the corner turned out to be an antique. When we touched it, even the chair we sat on was an antique. Thinking about the cautious appearance of the old man just now, the treasures in his house must be a hundred times more precious than those outside!
He Yinyang picked up a broken bottle from the stove and fiddled with it. The color of the bottle was dim. Although we don’t understand antiques, we know that the more inconspicuous something is, the more likely it is a treasure. He Yinyang wiped it with his sleeve. Just put it in your pocket.

At this moment, the door of the back room opened, and the old man glared at him and said, "Grandpa, put it down! Kid, you'll be staring at my little bottle when you enter the door! Do you know what this is? This is Ru Kiln from the Ming Dynasty!"

"What? Just this broken bottle from the Ming Dynasty?" He Yinyang expressed disbelief.

"What's the matter? Don't believe it? Let Grandpa put it down quickly, or your dog legs will be interrupted!" The old man seemed to be very precious to his things, and he blew his beard and stared at He Yinyang.

"What's so great, my grandpa has it too!" He Yinyang muttered with a small mouth, and reluctantly put the broken bottle back in place.

I smiled in my heart, I'm afraid my heart is already itchy when this kid said so.Influenced by his incomprehensible grandfather, this kid also knows a little about antiques, and knows what objects are worth.In the past, when we were in financial difficulties, He Yinyang often secretly took out his grandfather's belongings, and every time he was so angry that the old god was hospitalized.

Seeing the way he covets the broken bottle, I can tell that this kid probably has a crush on people.

Seeing He Yinyang put the broken bottle back, the old man snorted and sat down on the chair. Only then did we realize that he was also holding a bottle in his hand, and knocked a small bowl on the table.

The old man took out his pocket, took out a ball of cotton, soaked it with spit, twisted the cotton into a thin thread, put the thin thread in a small bowl, and took out a part of it from the bowl.

After doing this, he unplugged the vial, and immediately, a faint scent came out, a bit like sandalwood, and a bit like rosin.

He poured a little of the liquid in the medicine bottle into the bowl, and the liquid was pale yellow. He poured it out and said distressedly: "Grandpa, I have saved these ginkgo tree oils for more than ten years, but I didn't expect that this one is actually It's cheap for you two brats."

Hearing what he said, we both touched our noses in embarrassment. It turned out that this thing is ginkgo tree oil!
The old man filled the small bowl with half a bowl, then put the bottle away, looking very cherished, at this moment, he took out a match again, and lit the thin cotton thread exposed outside the small bowl, and we both immediately understood Come here, isn't this an ever-burning lamp for the dead!The old man first said that he would use ginkgo tree oil to burn the red hair. Is the old man going to use this to burn us?

"Which one of you will come first?" The old man held a small bowl and glanced back and forth between us with his one eye, the light of the ever-burning lamp flickered on and off.

In fact, this matter is very easy to handle. Of course, He Yinyang came first. I pushed him hard, and the kid gritted his teeth and reluctantly walked up.

"Turn up your trouser legs!" The old man snorted.

He Yinyang quickly rolled up his trouser legs, revealing a thick layer of red hair.

"Move forward, I can't catch it!" The old man patted his butt vigorously, and He Yinyang quickly stretched his legs forward.

"It will hurt when it smokes for a while, so bear with it first." The old man groaned.

"Oh! Hurry up!" He Yinyang said impatiently.

He Yinyang is a brave child, in rural dialect it is 'Pi Liu'!At least he never cried when he was vaccinated since childhood.

But this time...

Ah~~~~~!

All I heard was a shrill scream coming from the hut...

(End of this chapter)