The dead rat used magic to temporarily wake Wei Ziling up. His eyes, which used to be bright and shiny, now became extremely dim and dull. He was barely breathing and looked like he was on the verge of death.
He used all his strength to tell us that he had 18 days to live. There was only one way to help him live longer, and that was to find a treasure he had buried. We asked what the treasure was and where it was. But he looked at the dead rat and Shen Bing and hooked his little finger at me.
I put my ear close to his lips and heard him say in a low voice: "Kunlun Mountain Death Valley..." When he said this, his head tilted and he fainted again.
I have heard of the Kunlun Mountain Death Valley, which is an extremely dangerous place known as the gate to hell. What treasure did he bury there that no one else could know about, so that even Shen Bing and Dead Mouse didn't believe it
Then he asked the dead rat to cast a spell, but Wei Ziling only opened his eyes for a few seconds before closing them and falling asleep again. The dead rat shook his head and said that he was too weak to resist the ghost poison, and that he had exhausted all his energy by speaking a few words, so it would be difficult for him to wake up again.
"Did he tell you how to survive?" asked the dead mouse.
I looked up at it, thinking that I couldn't trust this old guy completely now, because of the little black chicken, its trust in me was greatly reduced. Besides, since Wei Ziling was so cautious and only told me, it was obvious that he didn't want others to know.
"No, he just asked me to take him to a place."
"Where?" Dead Mouse and Shen Bing asked curiously at the same time.
I didn't answer, I took out the ghost medicine for healing from the shelf, and applied it to the pointed ghost externally and internally. Then I took the child back home, and immediately packed up and prepared to leave. There are a total of eighteen days, and the countdown starts from now. I can't delay even a minute, that's the little guy's life!
Shen Bing was smart, knowing that I wouldn't tell her, but she would definitely take her. Seeing that we were going out again, my mother was not as tolerant as before. She asked me where I was going, and if it was something risky, she would not let me go out. After experiencing this life-and-death separation, her heart had become quite fragile and could not withstand any blow.
This trip was definitely risky. It was said that there was no way out of the barren Death Valley in Kunlun Mountain. You might even lose your life. But did I dare to tell her the truth? I told her that Wei Ziling had been poisoned by a ghost and needed to go to Tibet to find a living Buddha to resolve the problem with Buddhist teachings. It might take many days, so she didn't need to worry.
When my mother heard that it was for Wei Ziling and that I was going to Tibet to find the Living Buddha, she let me go with a half-believing attitude. But no one knows a child better than his mother. I have been lying since I was a child and she has never been able to hide it from me. This time is no exception. When she saw me out the door, my mother held Shen Bing back.
"I know it's very dangerous for you to go out this time. Don't let Shen Bing go with you, so as not to harm her!" As my mother said this, tears flowed down her face.
I nodded and said to Shen Bing, "Stay at home with your mother. I will be back soon."
But Shen Bing hugged her mother and cried, "How can I feel at ease if I'm not with him? Mom, I'm not afraid of danger, just let me go with him!"
In the end, my mother couldn't keep Shen Bing, so she had to let her go with me. After we walked a long way, I could still hear my mother crying from behind. I felt very sad and tears finally quietly crawled out from the corners of my eyes.