Chapter 88 Chapter 29 The Hurricane Outside the Door

Because I really needed it urgently, I didn't shirk it, but directly accepted the snow lotus. The Yi people in the mountains are really simple. Even if their daughter Guoguo has not recovered, they don't hesitate to hand over the things we need directly to my hands, and they are not afraid of us turning our faces and leaving.But this is also due to the quality we have shown before, which can indeed make people feel at ease and trust.The world is a mirror, and people are relative. If you treat others well, they will treat you well. If you want to be cared for by others for no reason, then basically it is not delusional, or others want something from you.This is the principle of everything, nothing out of the ordinary.

This is karma, this is retribution. I was a little excited when I got the snow lotus, because the tiger cat's prescription lacked this medicine as an introduction.By decocting this medicine according to the prescription, I can temporarily get rid of the harassing yang poison and suppress it until we leave the sight of the pursuers and study the solution quietly.In this regard, Zamao Xiaodao was also deeply moved, saying that he must help the little girl regain her sanity.What a wonderful time, if you die, or become stupid from now on, it is really too unacceptable. The room where Kaimin's grandfather lived was the largest room in their house, and there were two glass tiles on the top so that the light could come in.Although there was some stale smell on the bed, after changing the bedding, it finally didn't smell so bad.There is not much furniture in the room, a few old wooden boxes, an old-fashioned wooden table, and some farm utensils in the corner.Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao and I cleaned up and stuffed all the things that were not visible under the bed.The bottom is also full of sundries, put it in, it is not eye-catching at all.

When it was completely dark, Kaimin came over and asked us to eat.Miscellaneous Xiaodao and I followed Kaimin to the main room.In the houses of the Yi nationality, the firepit is an indispensable facility. There are three standing stones on the side in the shape of a tripod, and a pot is supported on it, which is called "Guozhuang".It is strictly forbidden for people to step on and cross the pot, otherwise it is considered unlucky.On the top of Guozhuang, a rectangular wooden frame is hung with bamboo ropes, and bamboo strips are spread on it, which is used for roasting dried meat of wild animals or garlic, pepper, and hot pepper.We were sitting around the firepit, the white soup was boiling in the pot, and the meat lumps the size of a child's fist were rising and falling in the soup.

Kaimin introduced to us that this is the famous "Tuo Tuo Meat" of the Yi people. Wang Baozi's house in Houzhai slaughtered pigs a few days ago, and his mother just went to cut some meat. Try it, it is very delicious! The pot on top of the firepit was pitch black, and it was full of aromas. I took a deep breath, and the meat tasted very fresh, much more fragrant than the water-infused meat we usually eat in the city.In that pot of soup, in addition to the big lumps of pork, there are brown and white mushrooms, matsutake, black fungus and blue green onions, which look bright and attractive.On the bench next to the firepit, there were several dishes of dishes, including sauerkraut, buckwheat cake, crispy rice, and wine in a large pot.

Seeing this, I knew that this seemingly ordinary dinner was actually the most sumptuous and grand meal that Kaimin and his family could prepare. Kaimin's father was a poor-spoken farmer in the mountains. He held a blue porcelain bowl, picked it up from time to time, and shouted at us to drink. I didn't eat much food, and I felt a little dizzy.Kaimin's mother found a big bowl, filled a lot of food for her sleeping daughter, and then asked us worriedly, saying that the soup was already boiled, when will Guoguo wake up? Zamao Xiaodao said with a smile, she is too tired, let's do it tomorrow, after waking up, her temper should be better, and she will not be as aggressive as today.

Kemin's mother nodded to show she knew.Then after a while, I was worried again, and asked again cautiously.After doing this five or six times, she quickly packed things up after we finished eating. "Han people value tea, Yi people value wine".Kaimin's father didn't drink too much, but he felt that the guests didn't drink well because he didn't accompany him enough.Not long after, this honest man passed out by himself, and we rushed him to bed to rest. Because there was no electricity and no other recreational activities, we continued to chat by the firepit after we finished our meal.At around nine o'clock, Kaimin's two uncles came over.Kaimin introduced us, saying that they were two friends who met when they were working in Yucheng, and we happened to be here for business, so please come to our house as guests.

His two uncles are also very hospitable mountain people, but it is really inappropriate to come to visit him at this moment.When they asked about selling snow lotus and looking for a husband, Kaimin replied that it was being done, and after a few vague words, he stopped talking.His two uncles didn't say much when they saw outsiders were there. They sat down and drank two glasses of wine with us, then took their leave and left. Kai Min said with a bitter face, "You two elder brothers, it's easier for others to say, my two uncles are close relatives, how can I hide it from them?"

Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao waved his hands and said, well, you can just tell them tomorrow, but let them keep their mouths shut. After drinking and eating, we went back to the room. We couldn't open our eyes as soon as we lay down, and we were very tired.But we got up early the next day.I borrowed a medicine jar from Kaimin's mother, and then on the firepit, strictly following the prescription of Lord Tiger Cat, I began to boil the decoction to expel yang poison.Once the medicine is fried, it lasts all morning. Even our Chinese food is baked with fire and eaten with moldy tofu. Mr. Tiger Cat followed us last night and was stuffed in the room by us, but he guided me all the time.I wanted to watch the heat, and I sent messages from Zamao Xiaodao, back and forth, and back and forth, my legs were sore from running, and I was too tired to straighten my waist.At two o'clock in the afternoon, it was finally fried.The decoction was poured out of the jar, and it was a small bowl of golden-yellow concoction.

I smelled it, it was bitter.Close your eyes, drink this bowl of concoction into your stomach in one gulp, feel the concoction slipping from your throat down your stomach, immediately a warm current rises up, this heat is different from the hotness of wine, and also different from that of tea On the contrary, it was like chewing lemon and mint, and there was a chilly feeling in the warmth, which spread to all the acupuncture points in my body. Cold water, shaky.Many of them were not very profound, and were immediately wiped out without a trace.After drinking the concoction, I shivered several times and trembled all over, as if the yang poison that had been lingering in my body and acupoints had all been lifted.

In fact, this is not the case, this thing is like the tender buds that have been covered under the heavy snow, and when the spring flowers bloom, it will grow vigorously again, clump after clump, clump after clump, making people overwhelmed.But at this moment, I don't have to worry about this stuff anymore.Stretching my waist, I feel refreshed, wishing I could go out and run a few laps. Kaimin still told his two uncles the whole story the next day, and asked not to spread it to outsiders.His uncles all said no, but they were still a little worried, saying that these two guys didn't seem very reliable.However, the forehead was pasted with a cleansing charm, and after drinking the soup decocted from ginkgo leaves and mangosteen fruit, Guoguo finally began to calm down, and more than half of the blackness on his face disappeared, and he was not so aggressive anymore. , just humming some melodies to myself.These melodies are very beautiful. I asked Kaimin, and he told me that these are some folk song ditties they have here.Guoguo's singing is the best in their village.

When saying this, Kaimin shed tears.He has a deep relationship with his sister, now that his sister has become like this, how can he not be sad? Fortunately, however, there is hope. We have been very vigilant in those few days, not daring to leave the house for half a step.First, because we want to keep a low profile and expose ourselves as little as possible to the view of the villagers, so as to reduce troubles, so there will be less troubles; second, we have been waiting to prevent the so-called mountain god who captured Guoguo's soul from Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao cut off the connection between them and came directly to the door. However, what is disappointing is that although we have been hoping, the so-called mountain god did not show up in the end, and he was very timid. At eleven o'clock in the evening on the third day, Zishi finally came. We put Kaimin's younger sister, Guoguo, on the straw mat next to the firepit, and then prepared a set of spirit-calling objects, waiting for the time, waiting for this girl. spiritualism. The specific steps of summoning souls have been mentioned in the previous chapters, so I won't go into details here.Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao's method is similar to that of Xuerui and Ouyang's old man, sprinkle rice, and then sing Maoshan's secret soul-inducing song.Woo la la, woo la la, this guy's tongue is extremely flexible. When he recites scriptures, it's like singing. He speaks fast and speaks clearly, which is very fun. Except for me, Zamao Xiaodao and Zhang Guoguo in the main room, the rest of the people were driven back into the room and were not allowed to watch.I was a little bored, so I poked the firewood in the firepit with a wooden stick, waiting for Miscellaneous Hairy Xiaodao to be able to summon the soul successfully, so as to save Kaimin's family from worrying all the time.However, Zamao Xiaodao has been reciting scriptures since 11:30, and there is no movement after 12:00.After another ten minutes, Zamao Xiaodao sat down, his voice was muffled, and he didn't know what he was chanting.Suddenly, there was a clanging sound from the closed door.Then, a gust of mountain wind blew the door open. When the door opened, there was a creaking sound, which was really scary. I woke up suddenly, looked up, but saw a black shadow, carrying a hurricane, blowing towards the main room.