Chapter 169 Chapter Seven: The Folded Face

The next day, Xuanpo came to Huamei Village to ask her grandpa to come out of the mountain, but grandpa flatly refused.Xuan Po was puzzled and followed Grandpa for a whole morning, but Grandpa just insisted not to interfere in this matter. "Why did you suddenly stop interfering in these matters? Weren't you very enthusiastic before?" The chosen woman shouted dissatisfied. Grandpa picked up a hoe and walked out of the house to the ridge of the field, and the chosen woman followed behind unwillingly.Grandpa walked like flying on the narrow field ridge, and Xuan Po followed him crookedly.Grandpa went to his paddy field, started to widen the ditch, and dug piles of black soil to the ridge of the field, blocking the road in front of Xuan Po.

Muddy water splashed on the woman's pant legs.Xuan Po lost her temper and said angrily, "Master Ma, how could you do this? Besides, you have been involved in the matter of the red-haired ghost for a long time, but now you suddenly don't care about it at this point. Sending Buddha to the West Well." Grandpa still didn't say a word, digging the ditch by himself.After digging the ditch, grandpa picked up the hoe again and walked to another paddy field.The ridges were very narrow, and they were filled with the mud dug up by grandpa. The election woman couldn't cross them, so she had to watch grandpa go further and further away.Xuan Po cursed fiercely in her heart, but had no choice but to go back and face the "noble Taoist priest" who didn't know whether it was true or not.Along the way, the complaining and cursing of the chosen woman were left behind.

Xuan Po, who returned to the door of the house, was shocked when she met the Gui Taoist priest walking towards her. The red-haired ghost was held by him like a dog. The red color of the chain had receded. One end of the chain was tightly wrapped around the red-haired ghost's neck, and the other end was tightly held by the Taoist priest.In the eyes of Xuan Po, Taoist Gui is like a rich man in the city, walking with his head held high, while the red-haired ghost is like a pet dog he raises.Gui Taoist still wears strange clothes, overly big hats, and overexaggerated coats.This time, the lady-chosen saw his face clearly.His face was very old, but it was strangely old, and the many wrinkles on his face were not ordinary wrinkles, but creases.It can be described like this, his face is like a piece of crumpled paper pasted on his head, and his whole person is like a rough scarecrow.

When this idea flashed through the mind of the woman selection, he felt even more that standing in front of him was a scarecrow with a big hat and a big raincoat to keep out the wind and rain. Taoist Gui's eyes have lost the flame of last night, and now they are sunken deep in the eye sockets like a dry well.When Xuan Po looked into his eyes, she felt that she was lying on the side of the well and looking down at the bottom of the well, feeling an inexplicable fear. The red-haired ghost was obedient under his chain, as obedient as a dog. Xuan Po is very dissatisfied with Taoist Gui's behavior. After all, Shan Dae used to be a member of this place, and they also have a little friendship.When Shan Dae met Xuan Po before his death, Xuan Po would respectfully shout: "Shan Dae is in good health!"

"The Master Ma you mentioned didn't agree to come?" Taoist Gui said gloatingly, playing with the chain with both hands, very arrogant. "How do you know?" Xuan Po asked unconvinced. "Do you think he is the only one who can pinch and count?" Taoist Gui said, "I can do it too." "You will too?" Xuan Po looked at Taoist Gui suspiciously, "Okay, you do the math for me." So Xuan Po gave him her birth date. Taoist Gui closed his dry well-like eyes, and his thumb touched the other four fingers regularly, chanting words.After a long while, Taoist Gui murmured and said, "Your horoscope is not good. You were born with few ancestors, no matter how rich your ancestors are, it will not be your turn; when you were young, you had few books and no matter how good your grades were, you had to drop out of school early; There are few kinds of things, but the pain is long, and your wrist is often swollen and painful, as if there is a thorn in it."

Xuan Po couldn't close her mouth in surprise, she nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, my father was very rich, but he lost all his family property on the first day I was born. I was good at school when I was young. , but when I was in the sixth grade, my ears got pus, and I couldn't hear what the teacher said, so I had to drop out of school early. The most amazing thing is that you actually counted my wrist pain. My wrist often hurts. I usually do things without getting in the way. Terrible, like a thorn poked inside, swollen into a carrot." Gui Taoist nodded and said: "Besides, your wrist is only good in winter all year round. Isn't it?"

This time, Xuan Po's eyes widened even further, and she quickly followed up with Taoist Gui's words: "Yes, yes, I don't know why, as long as it can be better in winter, no matter how hard you work. Why is this? If If you can help cure it, then you have helped me a lot. I will definitely buy you wine!" Gui Taoist laughed and said, "This is simple." "Simple?" Xuan Po looked at Taoist Gui with a flattering expression, and asked humbly. "Yeah, it's simple. It's entirely due to your family's Feng Shui." Taoist Gui became even more arrogant, but his smile was ugly on that crumpled paper-like face.

"The geomantic omen of my house?" Xuan Po frowned and thought about what was wrong with her home, but of course it was impossible for him to come up with any results by himself. "Please tell me, what's wrong with Feng Shui in my house?" At this moment, he was about to give up his doubts about the strange man in front of him.The pain in his wrist had plagued him for half his life, and he couldn't wait for the annoying pain to disappear as soon as possible. "There is a white snake in the northwest corner of your house. When you dig to a depth of three feet underground, you can find its dwelling place. Get rid of it, and your wrist will heal naturally," Taoist Gui said. .At this time, the red-haired ghost made an unsatisfactory sound like a cat, Taoist Gui shook the chain in his hand vigorously, and the red-haired ghost immediately lost his temper.

"Northwest corner? I haven't found a snake there, let alone a white snake. I haven't seen a white snake since I came out of my mother's womb." Xuan Po expressed doubts, and observed Gui Taoist's every move with strange eyes. "Are you kidding me?" Taoist Gui waved his hands and said: "Your hands hurt in spring, summer and autumn, but not in winter, because snakes only hibernate in winter. In winter, when they fall asleep, your hands won't sting." "That sounds a bit like it." The lady-in-law smacked her lips. "Don't go directly to catch it, it will bite you if it's alarmed. You can dig a depth of two feet first, and then pour the wine you promised me into the snake hole to get it drunk first. Wait a while , and then dig to a depth of three feet, and you can easily catch it." Taoist Gui said.

The lady-in-law nodded repeatedly. Taoist Gui suddenly changed the subject, and asked Xuan Po with a smirk: "So, can you agree to cooperate with me in capturing Yasha ghost? Our time is running out."