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The next day, when the villagers heard about this, they gathered around to watch the commotion. After a while, the old man in the barn discovered that the door had been pushed up and was crazily pushing it outwards, making a terrifying sound. When everyone saw this, they quickly ran over to block the door.

After a while, there was finally no sound from the warehouse. Everyone gathered their courage and opened the door. The old man inside was lying on the ground. He had obviously been dead for a long time.

So I came this time to rebury the old man. I knew that I was always down on my luck and basically didn't encounter any good fortune. And today is just like this. Who knows what kind of strange things will happen to this old man.

Seeing how worried I was, Liang-ge comforted me, "What are you worried about? Didn't he say anything? The old man is rotten, and you're afraid he'll jump out to bite you?" I want to say, let's not talk about rotten, even if I die I can still jump back up. Last night, I was almost bitten by this guy who was completely dead.

Seeing how they were laughing, forget it, let's not bother them anymore. Soon, it was time, the eight of us professionals followed the son of the deceased out.

A few of the deceased's nephews and sons carried the coffins and walked slowly towards the cemetery outside the village. The women followed behind them, crying and crying. The four of us were chanting at the back.

Brother Hua and I also pretended to read. At the very least, I've read a scripture before. Brother Hua's face was full of piety as he muttered something. I listened carefully and actually chanted the multiplication formula. Damn, you're too good at handling this.

I pushed Hua-ge and said, "Hua-ge, lower your voice. If I hear you angry, I won't pay you money, so what?" Brother Hua said, "The place of death and loss is not to be trifled with. Be more serious." I thought at the time that it was a waste of time for this man to be an actor.

A graveyard is a place where there are lots of graves, and where the graves don't line up in a particularly regular way, it's called a graveyard. When they get there, a few of them put the coffin in a hole they dug earlier, and I stimulate the fox's blood into my eyes. I don't see anything wrong with the coffin, but I think I'm being paranoid.

After he had finished burying the coffin, Brother Liang said to the son of the deceased, "I want to read a passage of the Book of Rebirth for your father. I wish him the best of luck." If he could have done it, the old man would have already done it a month ago, and now even his soul was in the coffin. The son of the deceased was called Chen Kang, and he said, "Thank you masters, but don't go in the evening, I want to receive you."

Brother Liang nodded and signaled them to leave. Chen Kang brought the family back. I said to Brother Liang, "Hey, what should we do? You really have to recite scriptures. The old man has already been dead for a month. I'm reciting your lies now." Liang-ge ignored me and sat down with Qu Kong, reciting the scripture in a serious manner. The two of them even started acting.

After a while, I vaguely felt a trace of yin aura, so I quickly stimulated the fox's blood to my eyes and saw a lump of indistinct black aura wandering around. The chanting of Liangge and Qu Kong actually attracted the dead soul, and when I looked at Liang-ge again, I realized that the benevolent expression on his face didn't seem like it was an act.

The two of us stood at the side, tired and sitting down. "Haozi, how long will it take for the two of them to go to school?" I said, "Who knows? Maybe I'll have to study for a few hours." Brother Hua said, "Ah, then we'll just wait here. I'm almost hungry." I said, "What else can we do? If we don't follow them, we won't have any food to eat."

Half an hour later, after Brother Liang and Qu Kong finished chanting, they got up and called out to us, "Let's go. We're both hungry. Let's go to Chen Kang's house for some food."

As the four of us walked into the village, I said to Liang-ge, "Liang-ge, I didn't know you were such a high monk." Brother Liang said, "What do you mean, 'a high monk'? It's just that if you can help others, you can help them a little. It's not like you have worshipped a Bodhisattva for nothing." The four of us walked back, talking and laughing.

On the way into the village, I saw a strange old lady. She was hunchbacked, and her body was bent down like a prawn at a ninety-degree angle. The way she walked was really uncomfortable.

Brother Liang also saw it. He sighed and said, "Ai, Amitabha." He also saw that the old lady was pitiful, many of the old people in the countryside, because they were unconscious and didn't know how to go to the hospital when the child was sick, didn't even know that they had an emergency. I once heard that a child was playing in the water, the place where he came home to urinate at night was painful, the family didn't take it seriously, from the next day on, every night he would say that it hurt, the adults coaxed him to sleep, he would beat him up when he couldn't sleep, and the child would urinate at night, only then would the child realize the severity of the problem. Just like that, because of ignorance, a child a few years old died just like that.

Laikong also saw the old lady. He had a look of disdain on his face as he spat on the ground. He even said, "How disgusting." I looked at the figure of the old lady as she left.

When we arrived at Chen Kang's house, Chen Kang arranged for us to eat together. The food was pretty good, there was fish and meat, and Brother Liang didn't eat meat. He only ate some rice and vegetables. "I have nothing to do with it. Just cook some eggs for us. Just don't put oil in it."

The scrambled eggs were served, and Liang-ge even sang the Buddhist title of "Amitabha". No matter what, Hua-ge and I were both hungry for a long time and ate with open stomachs. While eating, Hua-ge said, "Haozi, tell me, why is the chicken here so delicious?" I said, "You don't understand? This is called a local chicken and not someone who eats fodder. The eggs are also delicious. Also, this pig grew up by eating grains. This streaky pork with some soy sauce is incurable."

Both of us ate until our mouths were dripping with oil. Seeing how surprised both of us were, I hastily explained, "We are mortal disciples, so we don't need to be afraid of such things." Chen Kang answered with a "oh oh".

After dinner, the four of us rested at Chen Kang's home. Taking advantage of the time, we said to Brother Liang, "Senior Brother, the old lady we saw on the way just now was so disgusting." I said, "You little monk, why do you speak like that? Even though the old granny had a hunchback, she didn't spit on you. What do you mean she's disgusted? Brother Liang, why is your junior brother like that?"

Brother Liang chanted a Buddhist prayer and said, "Misfortune brings ill fate." Brother Hua came over and said, "Hahaha, Hao Zi, he said you and that old lady have some bad fate with each other." I said, "Holy shit, I see you and that old lady have a secret past."

"I'm not saying that old granny looks disgusting. I'm saying that the dead baby that's lying on her body is disgusting. Her whole body is full of pus and blood. I'm about to vomit. So disgusting."

What dead baby? Brother Hua and I looked at each other. Brother Liang said, "Since we've met, we'll help out if we can." Then he called Chen Kang in and asked him who the hunchbacked old lady was.

Hearing his question, Chen Kang said, "Master, I know that you have a Bodhisattva's heart, but that old lady's spirit is bad, yet she's also bad. Everyone in the village is annoying her, and they don't even care about her children. You don't need to care about her." Brother Liang said, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-layered pagoda. If you have anything, tell it to me."

Chen Kang said, "As for the matter with the old lady, I only heard it from my mother. That old lady was called Chen Shuang, and when she was young, she was a powerful person, the entire village knew that she was good at talking and doing things in a good way, but she was too heartless and heartless." Chen Kang said, "As for the old lady's matter, I also heard it from my mother, but when the old lady was good at talking, the old lady was good at pulling pregnant women away, and when she was young, she did things in a good way. Her man divorced her, one of his sons hanged himself, another son worked away and never came back, a girl is married and doesn't have any face for her, and now she just doesn't care about her anymore, she was healthy when she was young, and then her body broke down, her lungs broke, she couldn't breathe, and she didn't know when she was going to suffocate, and her legs became bent, her waist bent, completely different from the one before, and now you see it too, just waiting for her to die, her house is in the third house in the east, a small mud hut. "

It was no wonder that he had so many grievances on him. Brother Liang sighed, "Sigh, you're also a pitiful person. If you can help, then help me."

With that, I said goodbye to Chen Kang and the four of us went out. I said to Brother Liang, "You really have to help her. From what Chen Kang said, this old lady is a scoundrel who goes against the will of the heavens. What's so pitiful about her?"

Brother Liang did not say anything. When they arrived at Chen Shuang's house, this small flat was in ruins. He faintly lit up a small lamp. Brother Liang knocked on the door and said, "Old man, let's go in and drink some water."

The villagers were generally kind. After a while, a voice that sounded like a broken bellows came from inside the house, "The door is not closed, come in and get it." The four of us went in. The room was dark and dirty, and the old lady got on the brick bed and said, "There's water in the back room. Take it yourself."

Brother Liang sat on the edge of the brick bed and said, "Old man, I came to see you on purpose." Chen Shuang struggled to sit up, squinting her eyes as she looked at Brother Liang and said, "Monk, I don't know Monk either." Brother Liang said, "Don't worry about whether you know me or not. Aren't you uncomfortable? I'm here to help you."

Chen Shuang smiled. "Help me what? You're a doctor, aren't you? My bones are old. Without money, don't treat me." Brother Liang said, "When did your waist start to bend? When did you start to pant for air? When did your legs start to become unusable?" The old lady asked doubtfully, "Hey, how did you know?"

Without waiting for Brother Liang to speak, Bro Liang spoke up, "There are several brats on your back pressing down on you, can you not bend down? The little brat on your head blocking your mouth and nose with his hands when you have nothing to do, can you catch your breath, and on your legs, several brats are hugging your legs, can your legs be fine?"

Ten Jin of Fox's Blood in the Abnormal Records of Northeast China