I looked at the look of the old farmer, and I hurried to ask. The old farmer looked at Wuming again, put down his hand, and said: "When he was punished by heaven, although Thunder was blocked, it was pure Yang after all. The sky thunder can't be eliminated completely."
The old farmer said that although the longevity seal on the Wumingshi's head blocked the Thunder, the power of Thunder should not be underestimated, and it still wounded the Wumingshi's spirit. His state was already half-dead, and his soul was damaged, so it was even harder to say.
However, this was also an inevitable move. The Wuming's spirit was wounded by Thunder Town, and then relying on the protection of the seal of longevity, caused a state of suspended animation, and this did not hide the punishment. Otherwise, God's punishment will continue to come and die endlessly.
"Then he can hold it now?" After listening to the old peasant's words, I was sure that Wu Ming hadn't really died of breath these days. He was also tenacious enough. After so long, he had to endure a punishment from heaven. It's not dead yet.
"Last time you brought him here, it was not easy to say. This time, it was probably choking." The old farmer said, "The soul is damaged, not the same as the body is damaged. The body is damaged, and the power of the medicine stone can help. It’s recovered and its soul is damaged, and I have no way of doing it."
"That's hopeless?"
"It's estimated that you don't have to bother too much. I can see that you did your best, but God does not keep him. This is not something that can be recovered by manpower. You hurried on the road, did you not eat yet? Come on, get on. I’ll give you some food, and talk as you eat."
The old farmer heated up the leftovers of the evening and took them out for me to eat. During the meal, I also asked why Wuming was suddenly punished by God.
The old farmer didn't witness it on the spot, and now he can't tell it clearly, but if he is punished by heaven, he must have acted against the heavens himself. For example, the demon fairy in folklore basically arouses the heavenly hearing when the realm rises, thus triggering the heavenly punishment.
The Anonymous must be an individual, not a demon. No one can tell why Heaven's Punishment fell on him.
After I finished my meal, the old farmer asked me to rest here, and he also went to the field to take care of the medicinal materials. I can't sleep now, so I went back to the hut and looked at Wumingshi. The longevity seal on his head has completely returned to normal, and now I can see nothing.
I was sitting by the bed, thinking about myself, and wondering about some of the teacher's past that I saw in the golden clock. Judging from some of the content recorded in the Golden Bell, because the ancestor who played Jinzhong and the ancestor of Qiankun Dao were all friends back then, for a long time, there was a cooperation between playing Jinzhong and Qiankun Dao. relation.
This is something I never thought of, but as time went by, the ancestors who played the Golden Bell gradually abandoned the Qiankun Dao and never joined forces with the Qiankun Dao.
The world is unpredictable. If these things were not seen on the golden clock, I would never believe them.
I was thinking about it randomly. There seemed to be a noise outside the courtyard. I thought it was the old farmer who came back. When I came out, the courtyard door did not open.
However, as soon as I walked out like this, I could hear a rustle outside, that kind of sound, as if something was gently rubbing against the courtyard door.
This kind of rustling friction sounded intermittently, and it was nothing at first, but after listening to it for a while, I felt something was wrong, so I walked over and took a look.
I pressed my face to the crack of the courtyard door and looked out. At first glance, it was a little dark outside and nothing was seen. But as soon as my eyes adjusted to the dim light, when I looked again, I couldn't help but take a half step back, and my heart throbbed.
I saw outside the courtyard door, there was a snake that was about the same thickness as my forearm. It was estimated to be more than one foot and two feet long. This snake was black with red stripes in circles. The head of the snake was constantly touching. The courtyard door seemed to be tentative, and it seemed that the courtyard door was about to be opened.
There are relatively few snakes in the north, and I have never seen it a few times since I was young, especially such a big snake, which is almost unheard of. I was frightened, and there was only one thought left in my mind: Get this snake away quickly.
The people in the river beach usually don't hit the snake when they encounter it. They just want to drive the other away. They are afraid that if the snake is killed, they will be punished. I hurriedly picked up the top bar behind the courtyard door and pressed it against the door. I flashed in my heart. I remembered what people said before that snakes are most afraid of realgar. As long as they smell the smell of realgar, they will retreat.
It just so happens that the old farmer is proficient in medicine and pharmacology, and there is a small room for storing medicines. I ran to look for it, and in a small jar, I smelled a strong smell of realgar.
At this time, I couldn't take care of that much. I just ran out holding the can, and threw the can outside through the wall.
With a click, the jar shattered outside, and the strong smell immediately wafted out. The big snake coiling at the entrance of the courtyard immediately retreated, as if it had met a sky thunder, its body shrank suddenly, and disappeared outside the door in a blink of an eye. In the darkness.
I watched the big snake being forced back, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief, but I didn't dare to relax completely. The farm courtyard was surrounded by walls. The snake was forced to retreat from the door. I wonder if it will come from another place. Come in.
I opened the courtyard door carefully and gathered up the realgar scattered outside. Then I hurried back to the yard again. I don't know why such a snake suddenly appeared outside the old farmhouse, anyway.
I kept wandering around the yard, checking, and didn't dare to stop for a moment, just to see if the big scary snake would appear again.
However, after wandering around the courtyard walls on the four sides of the courtyard for almost an hour, I never noticed the trace of the big snake again. I thought, I was scared away just now.
When everything was fine, I went back to the hut, and when I entered the room, my head immediately got bigger. I saw the big snake and didn't know when it got in through the gap in the back window of the hut. But the gap was too narrow, and the snake got halfway through and got stuck there.
I fainted and threw the realgar that I had gathered before. The big snake couldn't bear the smell and wanted to retreat, but the body was stuck strong and it was in a dilemma.
As a result, the snake became frantic and restless. Half of the body that went into the room kept shaking back and forth. I picked up a hoe from outside the room, thinking that the other party would really get in. No more taboos, the first is the strongest.
There was a lot of noise here, and the old farmer came back from the medicine field at the entrance of the village.
"Old man, this snake is about to get in!" When I saw the old farmer come back, I felt that the other party must be more experienced than me and know how to deal with this thing.
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Don't worry, don't worry. "The old farmer put down the hoe in his hand and walked slowly to the hut. The big snake was almost madly stimulated by the smell of realgar, but the old farmer didn't dodge. He walked and said something whispering.
Under the old farmer's talk, the big snake really became quieter. The old farmer took the broom and swept out all the realgar sprinkled on the ground. As a result, the realgar smell in the room was reduced a lot, and the snake gradually stopped moving.
"Don't come here to cause trouble." The old farmer knelt down, gently touched the snake's head, and said: "What are you doing here, I know, but think about it, can you resist it?"
I was dumbfounded when I was watching, thinking that if the old farmer talked to the snake like this, the other party could understand
"Let's go, it's not easy to practice, don't ruin your way in vain, let's go." The old farmer said a few words, then got up and opened the window completely. The snake stabbed and retreated along the window.
This time, the snake didn't stay anymore, just escaped. After the snake was gone, the old farmer looked back at the Anonymous who was lying on the bed.
Some things are almost obvious now, and you don't have to think about it, you can guess that the big snake is mostly aimed at an anonymous person.
I think that if the Anonymous is safe and sound, Da Snake will definitely not dare to make a mistake, because now the Anonymous has only one breath left, it will be coveted by the Da Snake.
"This person is really strange and confused me too." The old farmer stopped by Wuming's bed, took a pulse for him, shook his head, and said, "How could this kind of person be in danger in the river? , Let you save it again?"
"I don't know. When I met him, I was lying on the beach next to the river bend." I was afraid that the old farmer would ask three questions, and then confessed the lie I told him before, and hurriedly covered it up.
This time, bringing the Anonymous to the old farmer was of no practical use. As the Anonymous is now, no one else can save him, only his fate can be seen. But the old farmer also said that after suffering a natural punishment, most Wuming can't survive it.
I stayed until the next day and left the village with Wumingshi. There was no other way but to let him survive.
I returned to Tongchuan, and for the next ten days, I lived in a small shed temporarily set up in the backyard of the Liyuan Theatre.
After more than ten days, the destroyed houses in the backyard had not been repaired. I asked the eleven mother, who was talking to Fang Xiaohe. When she saw me coming, Fang Xiaohe told me that there happened to be something to tell me. one time.
"The main hall of our Tsing Yi Building will be moved to Xiangcheng for the time being." Fang Xiaohe said: "Move over quietly."
"Why are you going to move suddenly?" I was shocked. Generally speaking, the family sects in the arena would not easily move away from the ancestral land. Moving away from the ancestral land is a kind of decline and movement. Performance, spread, will attract criticism.
"Forced by circumstances."
Fang Xiaohe didn't say so clearly, but I could feel that most of them were aware of the wind and felt that Tongchuan was unstable here, and they secretly migrated to Xiangcheng.
Fang Xiaohe explained to me, but the next day, people from the main hall began to move in groups and move in batches.
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