Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Baicao Ash

To my surprise, the old village head did not go back, but stayed. I admire the professionalism of the old village head, and the old village head smoked a dry pipe, explaining that since the villagers elected him To be the village head is to trust him, and he naturally has to be responsible, so he can't let everyone down. I have a feeling for the trembling spirit of the old village chief. Wouldn't it be good if all sentient beings behaved like the old village chief? I asked old man Wu to find a piece of bamboo. Old man Wu asked me what I was doing in a puzzled manner.I said wait for the medicine to be poured.

But the village chief is still worried about that strange medicine with a "spiritual ulterior motive". He always thinks that such a medicine can be given to people?The smell of this medicine is transpiring, and it can form such a strange sign that even a good melon shed is completely wilted. If someone eats it, won't they be killed on the spot? I explained that it was not something to eat, and the method of using this medicine was also a little different - so the old village chief was even more strange. At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the medicine was completely cold. I poured out the medicine myself, and put the medicine dregs away, and told old man Wu not to pour out the medicine dregs, as they have other uses.

The old man Wu agreed repeatedly, and put the medicine dregs in the medicine furnace and put them aside. I took the medicine and walked into Wushan's room. Wushan was still the same as during the day, lying on the bed with a big belly, pale face, and fell into a semi-comatose state, and he couldn't wake up. I asked old man Wu to hug Wu Shan, turned over, with his back to me, and then asked him to kneel down, take off his pants, and lie on the bed. Since the village chief was also there, I asked the village chief to help and hold Wu Shan down, so as to avoid Wu Shan struggling and going wrong while waiting for the medicine to be poured.

Both old man Wu and the village chief looked at me curiously, but this one took the bamboo pole prepared by old man Wu and carefully stuffed it into the valley road of Wushan Mountain. "What... what is this?" The village chief looked at me dumbfounded and asked, "Young man, don't you mean to pour this medicine in from below?" "Yes!" I nodded. "This... this is too absurd..." the village chief stammered. "The big hospitals in the city all use this kind of method for enema!" I said disapprovingly. It made him feel absurd. Enemas in large hospitals are usually used to treat intractable constipation by force, not for abortion like me, and there are also professional tools. I have no place to find tools at hand, so I can only use bamboo poles of about the same thickness. replace.

At this time, old man Wu probably has the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Anyway, it's better for his son to be dragged out by the villagers and buried alive, anyway. Sure enough, the liquid medicine I mixed with water was poured into it. Not long after, Wu Shan began to struggle, with an extremely painful expression on his face. The old man Wu looked at me eagerly, and I hurriedly comforted him: "It's okay, he will have to toss for a while, not so fast!" Hearing this, old man Wu felt relieved, but after half an hour passed, Wu Shan kept moaning and struggling on the bed, but there was no other abnormality.

"What to do... what to do..." Old Man Wu was running around in the room anxiously. The village head reprimanded: "What's the rush, that's all!" I just looked at Wu Shan and didn't say anything. Due to the hot weather, Wu Shan didn't cover himself with a quilt. After a while, his body was already wet and smelly. "Okay, as long as he can expel the fetus in his body, it will be fine, and he will wake up tomorrow!" I said. Seeing this, the old man hurried over to watch. The village chief lit another pot of dry tobacco, smoked it continuously, and asked at the same time, "How long will it take?"

"If the village chief can't wait, you can go back to sleep first!" I laughed, "I really can't tell the time, it will probably take another hour..." "Another hour?" The village chief shook his head and said, "He really has more trouble than a mother-in-law giving birth to a baby!" "It's almost too soon!" I laughed, "If it's not done well, it's hard to say until dawn!" The village head nodded, and stopped talking, but set his eyes on Wushan's exposed, bulging belly. At this time, the fetus in the belly seemed to know that the end was coming. His belly was running wild, and under the dim light, we could see a bulge here and there, which was strange and inexplicable.

But Wu Shan was rolling all over the bed in pain, screaming deliriously, the old man Wu held him down hard, but couldn't hold him down. Old man Wu felt sorry for his son, and asked anxiously, "What should I do?" "Wait—" I said helplessly. The village chief exhaled smoke and scolded: "Why are you so promising? A woman's baby is better than your son..." Hearing the words, old man Wu naturally didn't dare to say anything more, he just shrank his head tremblingly and pressed Wu Shan——I looked at Wu Shan and tossed and tossed for half an hour, but nothing happened, while old man Wu In a hurry, he kept asking me, and I was also disturbed by his questions, and finally said: "You go and prepare some herbal ash!"

"What is Baicao Ash?" Old Man Wu asked anxiously. "It's straw ash!" I said hastily. "Oh..." Old man Wu understood immediately, rushed into the kitchen, filled a large dustpan with a dustpan, and asked, "Sir, is that enough?" "Enough!" I nodded and greeted the village chief, "Village chief, come over here and help me, my child!" "Do you want him to squat halfway?" the village chief asked me. "Yeah!" I agreed, it's really not a problem for him to lie down and make trouble like this, if he doesn't do it well, he might not be able to knock out the fetus in his womb until dawn, this Yin-Yang Zihe Chariot actually has a strong vitality, survival The desire is very strong, such a powerful medicine, after a long time, it doesn't work.

Moreover, judging from the state of Wushan's abdomen, it is actually still alive, which is really weird. I even had some doubts, could it be that the yin-yang Zihe chariot in Wushan's belly was not born, but someone deliberately cultivated it?Otherwise, how could there be such a strong vitality?The ulterior motive is highly poisonous, and if it stays in Wu Shan's intestines for a long time, it is not good for him, so I decided to make Wu Shan stand up and squat. Anyway, old man Wu just listens to what we say. Immediately, the old man Wu, the village chief and I struggled a lot to set up Wu Shan. He was completely naked, and there was still something struggling and wriggling inside his bulging belly. can clearly feel.

I asked Wu Shan to spread his legs and half-squat on the dustpan filled with ashes. I felt sorry for the child. All the nutrients were probably absorbed by the Yin-Yang Zihe cart. If it wasn't for the old village head and old man Wu to support him, he wouldn't be able to stand up. I thought for a while, then took out another pill from the backpack, squeezed the wax shell on the outside, stuffed it in Wu Shan's mouth, grabbed a piece of torn clothes beside him, and stuffed it in his mouth. Old man Wu said anxiously: "Sir, what is this for?" "When he lays down the fetus, it will be as painful as a woman giving birth. I'm afraid that he will accidentally bite his tongue." I explained. "The young man is very thoughtful!" said the village head, "It's just that if you knew this earlier, you should have left two young men here to help." "I didn't expect this Yin-Yang Zihe chariot to be so stubborn!" I shook my head and said, "In fact, the chance of the Yin-Yang Zihe chariot surviving is simply zero, I really don't understand, how can he keep the Yin-Yang Zihe chariot alive? " "I looked at it, it seems that he is not dead yet!" The village chief stared at Wu Shan's stomach, frowning and said, "Young man, this thing can't be really evil, right?" "Where are there monsters in this world?" I shook my head and said. "Then why do you still ask for incense from hundreds of schools to enshrine your friends?" The village head said, "Since there are no evildoers, of course there is no such thing as ghosts of the underworld, and there will be no one who will become a fairy..." It took me a long time to say: "I just want peace of mind!" There may really be some unclean things in this world that can communicate with the dark and the dark, but I really don't believe the rumors of evildoers. When I was talking to the village chief, there was a loud noise in Wushan's stomach like a thunderstorm, and then his lower body leaked out, the smell was pungent, and there was some dirty blood in it. "It's almost done!" I couldn't help saying happily when I saw this. And Wu Shan was in even more pain, struggling hard, but he was exhausted after all, how could he break free from the hold of the village head and old man Wu? About ten minutes later, a fist-sized, red and black thing fell down . The thing fell on the ashes with a plop, and it was still twisting its body and struggling continuously—then, the placental blood in Wu Shan's body also flowed down.I secretly rejoiced that this Yin-Yang Zihe Chariot is not big, only the size of a fist, otherwise, Wu Shan would not be able to support it even more, just like that, it almost took his life. "It's done!" I breathed a sigh of relief, and told old man Wu, "Hurry up and wash him with warm water, tidy up the bed, and help him lie down!" Old man Wu didn't care about so much, he was busy preparing warm water, but took care of Wu Shan. I turned around to pack my things. At this moment, the village chief suddenly yelled in horror: "Monster—monster—" I heard unspeakable fear in the voice of the village chief, and hurriedly turned around to look, only to see that the Yinyang Zihe chariot that was shot out of Wushan just now is still alive at this time, and what is even more outrageous is that this thing originally It is only the size of a fist, but at this time, it has grown up to a full circle, and it is constantly wriggling and struggling in the grass ash... "Look..." The village head's voice was filled with panic. I was curious in my heart, ethics, once this yin-yang Zihe chariot leaves the mother's body, no matter how vigorous its vitality is, it should be dead, how can it still be alive?There are also signs of growth, how is this possible? The light in the room was not very bright, so I took out the flashlight from the bag I carried with me, turned it on, and pointed at the Yin Yang Zihe car, and my expression changed immediately—it really is a monster!