A minute or two later, Mr. Tong slowly woke up from a violent cough.
Although Gilatu ran away, the head-lowering technique in his body was still there, and it had to be broken immediately.
But Xiao Feng gave up. If you want to find whoever you want, please ask Gao Ming.
No matter how much Tong Jiao prayed, he just wouldn't agree.
Tong Jingzhi saw this situation and understood immediately.
"Tong Kai, kneel down and apologize to Mr. Xiao. If he doesn't forgive you, you don't have to get up."
"ah?"
The second child, Tong Kai, was stunned. This was really a slap in the face.
The old man was furious, how dare he not listen.
"Mr. Xiao, please... forgive me."
The moment he knelt down, Xiao Feng stretched out his foot to intercept it.
"Hey! Mr. Tong made a strong statement."
"It is the duty of a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded."
"Since Mr. Tong Er sincerely admits his mistake, I will not pursue the case."
If I give you a sweet date after a slap in the face, you will definitely be grateful. Xiao Feng finally understood this trick.
As expected, Tong Kai thanked him profusely.
If he were to kneel down, where would he put his face? It would be like giving him a step up.
Xiao Feng checked the old man's pulse. The pulse was very disordered. It looked like he was sick but not sick, and he looked like he was poisoned but not poisoned.
It is truly a Nanyang magic, making it difficult for you to tell what kind of trick it is.
Xiao Feng first gave the old man acupuncture, using the method of sealing the meridians to suppress the falling head in his body, at least to save his life first.
Then Xiao Feng brought over a glass and filled it with water.
He asked Tong Jingzhi to put his index finger into the water, and Xiao Feng pressed his thumb between his eyebrows. The old man's face immediately filled with pain.
"I'll go, look at the water in the glass."
Tong Kai exclaimed, and everyone's expressions changed drastically.
The clear water in the glass became more and more turbid, and finally turned into a puddle of black water, with a burst of foul-smelling black smoke rising.
Mr. Tong began to roll his eyes and tremble all over again, and talked nonsense, saying some irrelevant things, and even barked like a dog.
The children of the Tong family were all dumbfounded. The old man looked like a mentally ill man, baring his teeth and roaring like crazy.
‘Crack!’
The glass exploded, black water splashed all over the floor, and the old man fainted again.
"dad…"
The children of the Tong family hurriedly stepped forward, and when they took a breath, their expressions changed drastically, and they actually ran out of breath.
"My biological father, why are you gone?"
"Oh... I can't live here, my God..."
The children of the Tong family cry to the sky and wipe away their tears, which is called miserable.
"Forehead…"
Suddenly, Mr. Tong took a deep breath and woke up again.
"Are you crying? My old man is not dead yet."
"Alive? Or a fake corpse?"
Tong Kaier asked in a huff.
"You bastard, should I defraud your mother?"
The old man was about to slap him when he rolled his eyes and fainted again.
"Fuck!"
The Tong family members were completely confused, what is this?
"Mr. Xiao, what happened to my dad?"
"Who can bear to live and die for a while?"
Tong Rui couldn't help but ask.
'Snapped!'
Xiao Feng tapped Tong Jingzhi's chest to let his blood flow smoothly and allow him to breathe normally.
"Hey! The old man's problem is very serious. Did Gilatu perform a soul-succession ceremony on him?"
"Soul succumbing ceremony?"
Tong Jiao frowned and said: "After my father became seriously ill, Jilatu performed several rituals, one of which was said to be a trance."
"He said that if the spirit enters my father's body, he will be blessed with a long and safe life."
"What nonsense!"
Xiao Feng said coldly: "Bullshit seance, that's inviting ghosts."
"What? To attract ghosts?"
Several members of the Tong family were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they swallowed hard.
Xiao Feng continued: "There are dozens of resentful spirits in Mr. Tong's body now. If these resentful spirits are not sent away, he will definitely die."
"Jiratu is really cruel and ruthless. He wants all of your Tong family to die."
"Let me ask you, apart from the accident at the Xiangguo Factory, is there anything else going on with your Tong family?"
"This... doesn't exist."
Several people looked at each other and shook their heads.
"wrong!"
Xiao Feng said seriously: "Didn't you hear it just now? The old man made a dog barking sound from his mouth. Do you know what this means?"
"Your family must have killed dogs, at least hundreds of them. Think about it carefully."
At this time, Tong Kai suddenly realized and slapped his thigh suddenly.
"Oh, I remembered."
"About twenty years ago, I bought a dog farm."
"The land at that time was very good, and I planned to redevelop it."
"There are probably thousands of dogs in the dog farm. I originally promised to handle them properly, but in the end..."
"I poisoned all the dogs to death overnight, dug a big pit in the suburbs, threw all the dead dogs into the pit, and burned them all in a fire."
"Second brother, why don't I know about this?"
Tongjiao asked hurriedly.
"Nonsense, how old were you then?"
Tong Kai had a gloomy face.
"That's right, this is one of the root causes."
Xiao Feng nodded and said: "Giratu used the head-dropping technique to lower the souls of these beasts into your father's body, which caused him to become delirious and often talk nonsense."
'Snapped!'
Suddenly, the boss Tong Rui slapped Tong Kai hard.
"Something that fails to accomplish anything but fails more than enough."
"Dad, if there is anything wrong with you, I want you to look good."
Tong Kai covered his face and said aggrievedly: "Brother, my father asked me to buy that dog farm."
"How dare you say that?"
Tong Rui raised his hand in anger, making Tong Kai shrink his neck in fear.
"Mr. Tong Da, this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Second."
"Go and help me prepare things right away. We can't delay any longer. I want to save the souls of the dead."
Xiao Feng took out a pen and paper and wrote a lot.
There are dozens of kinds of paper, money, lotus flowers, gold mountains, ingots, sandalwood, candles, etc.
He is planning to perform a great ritual, which will take at least seven days to completely send away these resentful spirits.
He would not destroy these resentful spirits unless absolutely necessary.
Doing so would be detrimental to his moral character and would be of no benefit to his practice. The Tong family would also suffer retribution for this, and the only way was to save them and leave.
At eight o'clock that night, the Tong family had everything ready.
Xiao Feng arranged the candles into a Yin Yang Bagua diagram, with Mr. Tong lying in the middle of the Bagua diagram.
The altar is placed in front, with golden lotus flowers, gold ingots and sandalwood on it, as well as two live roosters.
Then Xiao Feng grabbed a rooster, twisted off the chicken head, and poured the chicken blood into the bowl.
Then use chicken blood to draw four evil-suppressing talismans and place them in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.
"The ghost is on its way, don't look back."
"I will build a lotus bridge and send you away."
Xiao Feng swiped two fingers in the air, and the golden lotus flower stand was instantly ignited.
This lotus platform is more than one meter high, with raging fire and thick smoke rising from it.
"There are tens of millions of dollars on paper, so don't complain when you are alive."
"Piece paper people to send the souls of the dead, walking on the road to hell, but it breaks on the bridge."
Xiao Feng pointed with both hands, and the two paper figures instantly burned.
A strange evil wind blew, and the paper money flew all over the sky, and finally formed a whirlwind, hovering around the burning paper lotus.
The Tong family members were dumbfounded, their faces turned pale, and they didn't even dare to breathe.
"The sandalwood ascends the ladder, Yin and Yang are divided into two realms."
"I will give you gold mountains and gold ingots, please leave quickly..."
'boom!'
There was an explosion, and the gold mountains and ingots piled on the ground spontaneously ignited inexplicably.
This ritual lasted for several hours and did not end until midnight.
Mr. Tong's consciousness has recovered somewhat, but he is still awake sometimes and sometimes falls into coma.
Fortunately, his darkened skin has turned into a normal color and looks much better than before.