The goddess looked at me condescendingly, with a hint of pity and disgust in her eyes.

"Don't act like this in front of my door! Those who don't know think it's me, Ma Fenfang, who has come to your house! Your family asked me to help you exorcise evil spirits. You must have said it well before you go. After the family fairy takes possession of you,

, cannot collide with the immortal.

What’s the result? If I hadn’t cut off a piece of my own flesh and given it to the Immortal, I would be in trouble now!”

As the goddess spoke, she rolled up her sleeves and saw that her left arm was wrapped in gauze, and the gauze was still stained with red blood.

I kowtowed harder and harder, and my eyes became blurry: "Please, please!"

She looked at me, the flesh on her face trembled, and said coldly: "It's useless for you to look for me! Now it's not just the fairy who is eyeing you, but also..."

When she said this, she suddenly closed her mouth, like a parrot with its tongue cut off or a gourd with its beak cut off.

It seemed like there was something terrible that made her extremely afraid.

My nose flowed into my mouth, and blood flowed into my eyes. It was itchy and salty, but I didn't have time to wipe it away.

I hugged her thigh as if hugging the last life-saving straw.

The goddess pushed me away in disgust, suddenly rolled her eyes and pointed into the distance: "Let me show you a clear path. There is a blind half-immortal living in the mountain col. It is said that he has some abilities.

If you can ask him to come out, there is still hope of survival."

I looked in the direction of her finger and understood immediately.

She was talking about a blind man who came to the village at about the same time as the strange old man.

It was strange that the old man was lame and he was blind. When they arrived in the village, it also aroused discussion among the villagers.

If the strange old man is crazy and weird, then the blind man is silent and gloomy.

The blind man's face was covered with dense scars, crisscrossing them, his eyes were white, and his pupils twitched from time to time.

He would always walk around the village at nightfall, using a cane and a flashlight.

Round and round.

No more, no less, exactly eighteen rounds.

Eighteen is really not a good number.

I'm a little afraid of him, not because of this, but because I always feel that his white eyes are looking at me up and down.

His pupils were hidden under the white membrane, and his thoughts were hidden in the scars. When he smiled at me, the scars on his face seemed to come alive, looking ugly and terrifying.

I've been trying to avoid him before.

Just like I couldn't avoid the strange old man, now I can't avoid him either.

I ran quickly towards the col.

By this time, it was already dark.

The ghost clinging to my body became active and hit my back time and time again.

"Bang bang bang", the black mist that only I could see enveloped me, and I fell to the ground without noticing.

I ignored the pain, rolled and crawled, and limped forward.

At this moment, I was lame and blind.

When I found the blind man, he had just completed eighteen rounds.

I knelt on the ground and begged him to save my whole family.

He stood silently, his white eyes turning left and right, his outline blurred by the night.

"Take me to your house."

He is willing to save me!

I thanked him excitedly and brought him into my home.

The mother had fainted, and the father was sitting on the ground holding her. His leg injury was even more serious.

The blind man locked me out and said he wanted to talk to my father alone.

I moved closer to the door, wanting to hear what they were saying.

The dilapidated wooden door was dripping with sawdust, and the unique moisture of the wood hit my ears. It was extremely quiet inside, as if there was no one there.

My old and dilapidated house usually can be heard clearly even when walking on tiptoes. How come the sound insulation has become so good now?

I quietly opened the wooden door a crack and looked in, only to be met with a pair of white eyes!

The eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of film, and the pupils were straight and gloomy, like a foggy night, making people feel frightened.

I was so frightened that I took a few steps back. My legs became weak and I didn't dare to look any further.

The blind man opened the door and said in a low and cheerful voice: "You can keep this, and you are not allowed to take it off even when taking a shower."

He took out an emerald green bead from his arms and handed it to my hand.

I took the bead and put it around my neck, and instantly felt a lightness on my back.

I quickly ran to the well and looked inside.

A thin boy was reflected in the well water, with a gloomy face, a gray face, and weeds and blood on his forehead.

It's my shadow!

Only my shadow!

Those messy, weird and bizarre things are really gone!

My mother ran out of the house, hugged me into her arms, cried and shouted, asked me if something was okay, and said it was all her fault.

I fell into my mother's warm arms and shook my head, saying it was okay.

The blind man's deep voice came: "Since nothing happens, I'll leave first..."

I always felt something was strange, but the joy of getting better and having all my evil spirits gone made me dizzy and I just thanked him.

The parents' expressions were a little strange. When they looked at the blind man, they couldn't tell whether they were more grateful or resentful.

After the blind man left, my mother applied a thick layer of ointment on my back.

After my physical illness was cured, I began to worry about my family's situation again.

The death of livestock has made it even more difficult for the family, which was already barely having enough food and clothing. If the blind man asks for a lot of money, how will he live in the future?

"Mom, how much did the blind half-immortal cost?"

The mother was stunned, turned her head, and said in a low voice: "Not much. You study hard and you will be successful in the future, and your life will get better."

When my mother said the last sentence, her voice was very low and a little trembling.

I clenched my fists and made up my mind to let my parents live a good life.

I was lying on the kang, the plaster on my back was warm. Just when I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly realized what I was doing.

When my mother asked me if I was okay, I just shook my head but said nothing.

However, the blind man seemed to know.

What did he say?

"Since nothing happens..."

I shivered, suddenly woke up, and had goosebumps all over my body.

How does he know my movements? Can’t he see it?!

Is he... really blind?

That night, the complicated and confusing thoughts made it difficult for me to fall asleep, and I didn't sleep for a while until the morning.

At this moment, I had another nightmare.

The one-legged demon in red smiled "hehe" at me, tore my mouth open, pulled out my tongue, and threw it into the fire, making a "sizzling" sound.

It stretched out its long claws and wanted to pinch my neck.

At this moment, the beads on my neck glowed faintly green.

It screamed in agony, and its hands were burned to the point of ulceration.

It looked at me fiercely, and its black and white eyes seemed to fall out of their sockets.

It said: "I will come back to you!"

The red-clothed ghost disappeared.

There is nothingness in my dream.

I misunderstood Banxian, but he really helped me!

I finally had a good sleep, and when I woke up it was already the next night.

I slept for a full day and night!
Chapter completed!