I quickly called Zhang Nianxian to ask why he didn't protect Mrs. Yun.
"She was stung by a poisonous insect in her room. Think about it, I couldn't get into her room! Fortunately, after she was stung, she knew to call me just before she fainted!" Zhang Nianxian was very upset.
"The hotel you are staying in has not been checked for poisonous insects?"
"Mr. Chen, I am just a Taoist priest. How could I have thought that the other party would use poisonous insects?"
"How are you doing now? What poisonous insect stung you?" I thought maybe someone might have leaked their whereabouts as soon as they got in the car.
It was inevitable that the opponent would use tricks that Zhang Nianxian was not good at.
"The doctor said it's a poisonous spider. We haven't figured out what species it is yet, so we don't know which kind of target serum to use. The current initial plan is to wait for the blood sample to be analyzed and do a blood transfusion at the same time. Alas!" Zhang Nianxian said anxiously.
I am actually very anxious, but what can I do now?
There are a lot of poisonous insects in South Vietnam, and the poisonous insects are simply a natural poison warehouse.
And it is very likely that it is a mutated poisonous insect that has become a poisonous insect, so there is really no cure.
After hanging up the phone, I came to the mourning hall.
When Mao Tai saw me, she whispered: "Brother Chu, Mrs. Yun is being rescued at Fucheng Hospital, and Wu Liangye followed her. What should we do now?"
"I'm not good at detoxifying. What can I do?" I said helplessly.
I thought in my heart that I should let San Gua follow Mrs. Yun. If she encounters the other party laying ghost poison or something, I can catch and eat any of the melons.
And no matter how bad the effect is, it can still provide early warning.
But it's too late to say anything now, and I'm also afraid that there will be misunderstandings if Sangua follows Mrs. Yun. After all, I have never given them any instructions other than giving them a warning.
When I thought about what kind of insect it was, I suddenly thought of pumpkin.
After setting up the altar, I summoned the pumpkin and asked it if it knew how it would react if bitten by poisonous insects.
"Master, we like to eat bugs. Of course we have been bitten before."
"Then do you know what kind of insect bites will cause wounds or reactions?" An idea suddenly came to my mind.
"Master, do you want to test the North Melon? If you are wrong, you won't eat the North Melon, right?" The North Melon shivered.
"What kind of melon should I roast? I don't eat roasted melon. I'll let you see a person's wounds and poisoning status. Tell me what kind of insect bite it is!" After I finished speaking, I sent a message to Zhang Nianxian.
Zhang Nian was a little skeptical at first, but he quickly sent a photo of the wound.
"South Vietnamese cutworm!" Beigua said excitedly, pointing to the phone without hesitation.
I hurriedly sent a message to Zhang Nianxian. The scientific name of cutworm is tarantula, and it is quite poisonous.
But before he could respond, Beigua was stunned for a moment, looked around the wound, and said, "It seems that he was poisoned by centipedes and green ants, and his skin has blistered..."
"There are also centipedes and cryptids!" I sent another message.
"No, I said Mr. Chen, you didn't come just by opening your mouth, did you? Can we talk about some science? The nurse said, it's just a wound. If it's a tarantula, then you should be right, but the cryptid
It has centipede poison, so there must be a wound..." Zhang Nian didn't believe it first.
I looked at Beigua. The child was hugging his legs and had an expression on his face as if he was sorry, so don’t hit me.
I chose to believe him and said: "What is a Gu? Can it survive from the container if it doesn't have all five poisons? Mixing poison species may not be impossible. Maybe the poison master takes the venom and injects it into the spider's belly. It's hard to say, right?"
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"Hey, let's not talk about your kid's understanding. It would be a pity not to go to Miao for further study! Okay, I'll talk to the doctor right now." Zhang Nianxian hurriedly went to communicate with the doctor.
I looked at the shivering Beigua and said, "If you are right, you will definitely be rewarded, but if it turns out that you are wrong, huh, you can't blame me."
When controlling ghosts, you need to be kind and powerful at the same time. Otherwise, if you are too indulgent, something will happen sooner or later.
There was no news from Zhang Nianxian, so I suppressed my nervousness for the time being, and now I had to study the Zonghengdao classics given to me by Master Qingxiao.
The classics contain an outline at the beginning, as well as a study section for various disciplines. Because many of them are ancient texts, even if I could understand the meaning of the words, I would still be confused because they are too profound.
However, the video training materials shot by Master Qingxiao himself are quite pleasing to the eye.
I also listened to the class very seriously.
Interest must be based on having a good teacher, otherwise it would be better if you don't feel disgusted by watching the fierce and strong man teaching every day.
Before I knew it, the sunset was setting.
Zhang Nianxian sent a message saying that Mrs. Yun was out of danger.
In addition to the effectiveness of the blood transfusion therapy, the use of the right serum and the right medicine also made a great contribution.
Yun Qinglan sent me the word "Thank you".
He also said that he should wait until the wake is over before visiting grandma to avoid being unlucky.
Although I knew that things in South Vietnam were definitely not over, I was still relieved that Mrs. Yun was out of danger.
In fact, I was also worried that something might happen to Beigua, but now it seems that I am being overly concerned.
When raising ghosts, it is best to feed them yang energy. After releasing the pumpkin, I gave it rooster blood as a dessert.
As a result, the guy hesitated for a moment and muttered: "Master, I can't even eat it if I can give it to Sangua... Otherwise, I won't eat it and I'll give it all to Sangua..."
I thought to myself that this guy really cared about his three sisters, so I called San Gua out too.
They will inevitably feast for a while.
The rooster's blood is filled with yang energy, so of course the ghosts and ghosts like it.
There are even Luo Yue wizards who feed fierce ghosts with ferocious cocks, but Sigua is obviously not to this extent.
Nong Lin, the folklorist over there, sent me another message, saying that he must be careful about Li Jianshan, and also sent me the precious records of Sixiang Dao's fights over the years.
I was mostly grateful to the folklorist, so I chatted with him casually.
"A few of them who are noisy have reported the matter of Yue Jia to the city level, saying that you have colluded with foreign forces and have rebelled. This is a serious violation of morals for our people. The superiors have sent investigators to arrest you.
Moreover, Li Jianshan doesn’t seem to be afraid of Yue Jia, so you have to be careful.”
How could I be more careful? I would continue to do so if the other party stabbed me. Could it be that I took the initiative to trick him?
If there is no vigil, you can come to visit, but now you can only wait for the other party to come.
The afterglow faded and night began to adorn the sky.
On the fifth day of the Yun family's wake, the Yun family members had stopped coming.
As soon as the Master left and Mao Tai went to feed the wild boar, only me and the red coffin beside me were left in the entire area around the ancestral hall.
Wherever you look, you can only see the dark fish pond opposite.
The scene was eerily deserted, and the occasional blow of dried yellow paper made it even more gloomy.
Nonglin and Nonglin seemed to have gotten the information right. Not only did Li Jianshan and Liu Tiangong come, but there was also a strange middle-aged man.
"This is Secretary-General Zhang from the city's Ethnic and Religious Coordination Association. He came here specifically to witness this fight." Liu Tiangong took the lead in lighting the incense in the mourning hall, and inadvertently suppressed a smile that could not be concealed.