For some unknown reason, something happened to Meng Qingshan on the way home.
"Ahem" After coughing for a while, he wiped his mouth with his hand, and his palm was full of blood, which was bright red.
"father" Seeing this, Meng Fan hurriedly supported his father, and suddenly felt worried.
In his impression, his father rarely got sick, and he was a doctor.
He paid great attention to physical health.
Even if he had some minor diseases, he would prescribe them himself.
Two pairs of medicines can cure the disease.
This was the first time that I had coughed up blood all of a sudden.
"It doesn't matter."
Although Meng Qingshan said this, his complexion was much worse than it was in the morning.
"The temperature has dropped sharply in the past few days.
It must be because of the cold that has invaded the lungs.
I'll take some medicine and it will be fine."
It’s okay.”
"It's all my fault."
Meng Fan always thought that his father was looking for him that night.
He caught a cold and was frightened by the double evil lantern.
That's why he fell ill, but he didn't think about anything else.
"What does it have to do with you?
Who doesn't have a minor illness or disaster?"
Meng Qingshan didn't take it seriously.
With the help of Meng Fan, he returned home and asked Meng's mother to brew some Chinese herbal medicine according to the prescription.
After drinking it, he fell asleep.
Unexpectedly, he slept for a whole day.
The next day, Meng Qingshan's complexion improved, and he even showed off to Meng Fan, saying don't underestimate him.
He was fifty years old and his body was better than that of young people.
If it were a young man, he would be in trouble.
He lay there for several days.
Meng Fan saw that his father was indeed much better, so he felt relieved.
He stayed at home and devoted himself to practicing the Tiangang Mie Shen Tao Sutra.
The progress was quite satisfactory.
Unfortunately, the current environment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was too thin, and it was no longer suitable for people to practice. .
Since practicing the Taoist scriptures, he has generally understood that the myths and legends handed down from ancient times may not be all false.
There are probably masters who can fly leaves and flowers and travel thousands of miles in an instant.
The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth at that time should be It is very rich and suitable for human cultivation.
The cultivation speed will definitely be much faster than it is now.
It's a pity that time has passed and the environment has changed.
In this era, it has completely changed, and it is worse than imagined.
As for how bad it was, Meng Fan would have a deep understanding of it later.
After the conversation with his son that night, the stone that weighed on Meng Qingshan's heart slowly eased.
It has been a few days since the incident, and he is still fine and convinced that he will not die.
As for Zhang Carpenter and Zhang Carpenter, Zhuzi's death was indeed a coincidence as his son said.
However, there was one thing that still didn't come to mind, and that was that he wanted to catch a rabbit for his son to eat.
This was considered a promise from his father, and was stronger than the everlasting oath between a man and a woman.
I don’t know if it’s because of his mood, but Meng Qingshan feels that his fortune has turned around.
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Whenever he traps, he will trap a fat and big rabbit.
He will carry it home with joy, stew the meat, and eat it with the whole family.
It’s steaming hot. , the aroma of meat is overflowing, and the atmosphere is peaceful and peaceful.
As for Mrs.
Zhang, although she said it casually, Meng Qingshan still brought some with her when he went to change her dressing.
After all, he could catch it every day, so he could get this little bit of meat.
But Mrs.
Zhang didn't really eat the rabbit meat.
Whenever Meng Qingshan left, she would throw away the rabbit meat and wouldn't let Liu Xiaoxi eat it, which made Liu Xiaoxi frown in anger.
"Eat, eat, you won't be able to eat for a few days."
Mrs.
Zhang would always get up late at night, put some of her own blood in a porcelain bowl, and murmur to the blood with a look of hatred on her face.
The bowl of blood would also boil strangely, turning into a blood mist that would rise into the sky and dissipate.
Mrs.
Zhang would not give up until the blood was slowly exhausted.
This should be the blood curse she was talking about.
Using blood as a curse is too vicious.
Things took a turn for the worse five days later.
Meng Qingshan was fine, but he vomited blood without warning.
He thought it was because he had not recovered last time, so he took medicine continuously, but he still did not get better.
Bedridden.
Meng Qingshan is good at Chinese herbal medicine.
Because he is far away from the county, the mountain road is difficult to travel.
In addition, after the death of Zhu Zhu, there are no drivers to work in the county.
Western medicine has become in short supply.
Meng Qingshan is not willing to take Western medicine, because People in the village often suffer from acute illnesses.
These Western medicines can save lives.
After all, the effects of Chinese medicine are slower than those of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Doctors don't heal themselves.
Dad, don't be stubborn.
I think we should go to the county hospital."
Meng Fan rubbed Meng Qingshan's arm beside the bed, looked at his stubborn father, and sighed, " Dad" "You underestimate dad's medical skills."
Meng Qingshan's face was colorless and he had no energy at all.
But when he said these words, there was a look on his face.
He stretched out his hands with difficulty and put them in front of Meng Fan.
In front of him, "Well, my father's hands have saved countless people, and he didn't take this little bit of wind and cold into consideration at all."
I don’t know if the medicine he brewed really worked.
The next day, Meng Qingshan got out of bed again, went into the mountain again when no one was paying attention, and came back with another rabbit in his hand, which made Meng Fan admire him.
He couldn't help but apologize to Meng Qingshan and said something like his father's medical skills were really great.
Coaxing Meng Qingshan to laugh like a child.
But Meng Fan knew that although his father's medical skills were solid, they were not that great, and there was still nothing he could do about some diseases.
I couldn't help but be more cautious and secretly observed my father.
On this day, Meng Qingshan finished his breakfast and exercised hahahaha in the yard, as if to prove to his wife and children that his illness was not a big problem.
However, after a while, he took advantage of no one's attention and secretly Out the door and into the mountains.
"I'm addicted to catching rabbits."
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Mother Meng was a little worried and nagged to Meng Fan, "At first, I thought this was good, as he could eat meat every day, but your father's health is not as good as before, son, you You have to persuade him not to go now."
"I'm going to check on the situation."
In fact, Meng Fan had long thought there was something fishy here.
He couldn't catch rabbits before, but now he keeps catching them every day.
Could it be that the rabbits have become stupid and deliberately burrowed into the trap?
There must be something wrong here.
Meng Fan just followed his father quietly all the way, like a thief.
Along the way, things slowly became weird.
Meng Qingshan seemed to be on guard.
He looked behind him from time to time, and often took detours deliberately to make sure no one was following him.
Then he walked firmly in one direction.
The trees in the mountain It was lush and overgrown with weeds, and it looked like there was no road.
Meng Qingshan could always find a way, and in the blink of an eye there was no trace of him.
Fortunately, Meng Fan has a strong body that is different from ordinary people.
In addition, his sensory abilities are extraordinary and he is as agile and light as a cat.
Such ability to track a person is simply overkill.
Just following them all the way, I somehow ended up entering the Luoxing Valley.
This made Meng Fan extremely surprised.
In his impression, if he wanted to enter Luoxinggou, he had to pass through Granny Zhang's house.
However, his father walked in a winding way and magically came in, as if he had deliberately gone around.
It's like passing Mrs.
Zhang's house.
Not only that, something even weirder happened next, which made Meng Fan feel like he was having a nightmare after witnessing it with his own eyes.
After Meng Qingshan entered Luoxinggou, he walked deeper without deliberately looking for any wire covers.
He walked to a cave, looked around, took out a flashlight, lowered his head and got in.
It would have been fine if someone else had arrived, but it was his father who went in.
Meng Fan became worried, and followed him in quietly.
The cave was winding.
After walking for a while, I finally reached the bottom.
I saw Meng Qingshan sitting on a rock, holding a flashlight with an expressionless face and shining it back and forth.
Under the light, Meng Fan found that his father's expression was really weird.
The black eyeballs gradually turned into white ones, which were extremely white and exuded a hairy white light.
He was mumbling something vaguely. , but Meng Fan really heard it "I'm here, why don't you come out?"
At this moment, something ghostly happened Several rabbits crawled out slowly from the cracks in the cave, then stood up strangely, walked to Meng Qingshan's side, each found a stone to sit down, chattering and dancing, and they actually interacted with Meng Qingshan.
Qingshan started communicating
"" Meng Fan's eyes slowly widened and he clenched his palms tightly.
Even though he was so brave now, he was still dripping with cold sweat.
Even when facing ghosts and mummies, he was not as frightened as he is now: