Seeing the fat man and Song Xiaoling were a little fascinated, I continued, "There are such customs in many places. If a new wife is pregnant before her door, the insider usually only follows the gift and does not attend the wedding. Those who cannot escape will also find various reasons to go after the new wife comes in. The reason is that she is afraid that she will be chosen by the little ghost to be the one who bears the baby."

"The person who was selected will be covered in yin energy because of carrying the ghost baby, and his luck is sluggish. Take Yang Ye for example, he saw the ghost because of carrying the ghost, and almost froze to death in the snow and ice. Fortunately, the ghost didn't want him to die, so he went to ask the guard to save him."

I turned to Song Xiaoling and said, "That little ghost was forced out by me with a spell and injured by me. It has nowhere else to go, so I have to return to your stomach. This is also the reason why there is a problem with the fetus in your stomach."

Speaking of this, I asked another question: "Is there something wrong with the child in your belly? Was it last Wednesday?"

Song Xiaoling was shy after hearing this: "Do you even know this? I have tried to get rid of this child more than once before. I have taken medicine several times but it was useless. I also want to go to the hospital for surgery, but every time I thought about going to the hospital, something happened at home, which made me unable to get rid of it. This made me think that the child is destined to be with me, so I gave up the idea of ​​taking it away. But I didn't expect that last Wednesday night, I was so well, but suddenly I had a stomachache, and then I saw Hong. Until today, I still did this. I couldn't get any problems when I went to the hospital, but I just asked to take it."

If what I said before was a guess, then after hearing what she said, it became reality. I nodded at her and took over the conversation: "It is definitely impossible to be wrong for a little ghost to be reincarnated. This kind of fetus is difficult to have a miscarriage, because reincarnation is not easy. The little ghost will use all kinds of means to prevent you from doing things that hurt it."

Song Xiaoling rubbed her temples and thought for a while, then asked, "If I gave birth to it, what other problems would it have besides being mentally incomplete?"

"It's hard to say." After all, I only saw it in the book and have never experienced it myself.

"Changsheng, how should you solve this problem?" The fat man couldn't help asking.

I didn't make a sound, just looked at Song Xiaoling.

At this moment, her eyes were firm, as if she had made up her mind: "How can I knock it out? What can you do?"

I thought about it and said a way to cause the least harm to Song Xiaoling: "You can kill it directly after it is born."

"That's too cruel! If you have ten months of pregnancy and give birth, you will kill it if you say it? What if it turns into a fierce spirit again, wouldn't it be even more troublesome?" The fat man directly rejected this method.

"This method is a bit cruel. There is another way, but it only takes hardship."

When Song Xiaoling heard what I said, she asked impatiently: "What's the solution?"

"Collection of nails from a hundred people, burn them to ashes, and eat them, and the ghost baby will leave you and never dare to bother you again, but you will have to endure the pain of slashing your heart."

"Eating nails from a hundred people is really disgusting. Can't you think of any other way?" The fat man denied again.

I shook my head, looked at Song Xiaoling, and waited for her to make up her own ideas.

In fact, there are other ways, but the damage to people is too great. I am afraid that she can't bear it.

"There is no need to be matched with other things in this method? Just burn it into ashes and eat it directly?"

It seems that Song Xiaoling is really determined.

I nodded and said, "Yes, there is a benefit to doing this. If you don't have any ulterior motives, it won't cause any harm to the child."

Speaking of these hundred people's nails, they are actually similar to those of Baijiaji.

In the early years, there was a custom in many places that when a child was born at home, on the day of the full moon, the family would carry the child to beg for each household, and then cook the rice he had received into porridge and feed the children. It means eating the rice and enjoying the beauty of the family, making it easier to support it.

The gangster has a strong obsession with life. Once he is entangled by it, even if he has a miscarriage or killed him after birth, he will continue to be in trouble.

Human nails are the most yang thing and one of the most taboo things for ghosts. A hundred people's nails are equivalent to gathering the yang energy of one hundred people. After eating them, they will scratch the ghost in the abdomen to the point of blood, making it extremely painful, and they will never dare to reincarnate randomly again.

However, this method sounds simple, but it will cause great pain to those with ulterior motives.

I explained the interests of it. Song Xiaoling lowered her head and was silent for a while, but in the end she still couldn't make up her mind and said she wanted to go home and think about it seriously.

However, she finally chose this method and abolished the child.

Three days later, she called me and said in a weak voice that the child was gone.

After this little thing, Fatty and I got idle again, and this was idle for more than ten days.

On that day, as always, I sat in the store, meditated and adjusted my breathing, and practiced according to the book given by Ji Dao Ren. Suddenly, I heard the fat man shouting in surprise: "Changsheng, a distinguished guest is here."

I was a little excited. If I didn’t have some business, the fat man and I would be unable to get out of the way.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a black Mercedes-Benz stopping at the door of the store, and two men wearing sunglasses were knocked down, and they pushed the door and walked in.

The fat man smiled and asked the person who came to meet him. I sat there without moving.

These days, the richer people believe in ghosts and gods, and the more they want to find a truly capable master.

But the fat man's hippie face, coupled with his seemingly, people's eyes are no different from those when they see the dung beetle, and no matter how they look at it, they think he is a charlatan who cheats food and drinks.

Sure enough, the two men ignored him and walked straight to the store, with their eyes wandering around.

The man who looked a little older spoke with contempt: "There are only two of you here? I heard from others that there is an old man?"

They came for Mr. Hui.

Master Hui is a master of Taoism and has been in charge here for three years. His reputation has long been so powerful that he has long been in power in Jin.

I looked at the person who came and felt disgusted.

Most people who come to ask for something when they come to ask for it will respectfully call you a master or a gentleman, and at the least they should call you an old man. After all, Mr. Hui has lived for more than a thousand years. But he is really rude to call him an old man.

The fat man didn't mind these things, and still smiled and patted his chest and said, "The person you are talking about is my master. He has gone out for some time now. You are looking for me, and I have already obtained the true teachings of my master."

The man took off his sunglasses, looked at the fat man up and down, and snorted coldly: "Is that true? Since that's the case, you can tell me a fortune, even if I came for something today, I'll see if you're sure."

"This...hehe..."
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