While talking, the father's howl came from the room again, and it didn't take long for the younger brother to run out in a panic, "Mother, my father is sick again, he is now going to the stove room to get a knife, saying that he wants to chop off his own hand." ” Hearing him say this, the old beggar stood up, pushed the door and walked out of the courtyard, and when he arrived in the courtyard, he met his father who was shaking and holding a kitchen knife, but fortunately his hand had no strength now, and the handle of the knife was not tight, so he had not done anything stupid.
Ordinary people would be frightened when they saw his father's appearance, but the old beggar only laughed dryly, strode forward, and grabbed his father's wrist with one hand, and pinched his neck with the other hand.
The father made a retching sound, his mouth open, his body bent back into a bow, and his whole body was lifted by the old man who looked like he was about to sink into the ground.
For a moment I almost thought my father was going to be strangled by the old beggar, for little by little his tongue poked out of his mouth, and as it grew longer and longer, it had fallen to his chin, and although his face was covered with green hair, it could not hide his terrible white and frightening countenance.
The mother fell to the ground and cried, she seemed to have completely collapsed, and did not know whether to stop it, or to let the old man help her to do what she was supposed to do with her own hands.
Finally, my father's body went limp, his neck fell limply over his shoulders, and his eyes slowly closed.
Just when I thought that everything was settled, I suddenly heard a "bang", and countless grains of black sand rushed out of my father's mouth, and flew towards the white and blue moon in the sky.
After about a moment, the black sand finally dissipated, and the old beggar let go, he looked extremely tired, panting heavily, his chest was concave and bulging, trembling, and he was almost unsteady on his feet, but fortunately the young beggar hurriedly stepped forward to help him, so that he did not fall.
But I had no time to pay attention to him now, for all my eyes were drawn to my father, who was now standing on the ground, his neck still slightly bent, but his eyes were open, and wide, as if he had been awakened from a nightmare.
"Daddy."
I screamed tentatively, thinking that I wouldn't get a response, but I didn't think about it, he slowly turned his head to look at me, "Xiaofei?
” As he called out my name, the green hairs that covered him fell and formed a circle around his body.
He opened his mouth slightly, suddenly raised his hands in front of his eyes, and muttered indistinctly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore, the bugs and bugs are gone" Hearing this, the mother crawled over and hugged her father, grabbed his hand and looked at it carefully, the back of her palms and hands, and between her fingernails, she didn't dare to fall at all.
After watching it several times, my mother suddenly knelt down and crawled towards the old beggar, "Living Immortal, you are really a living immortal who saves the suffering." ” The old beggar laughed, "What a living immortal, my name is Sun Huaijin, and I'm just a stinky beggar who travels all over the world." ” The news of my father's healing by the old beggar soon spread throughout the country, and the villagers were amazed, because they had all witnessed my father's illness and the miracle of his overnight rejuvenation of dead wood.
Therefore, more and more people brought their long-abided relatives to the old beggar and asked him to "see", yes, only to say, to see, because the old man neither checked the pulse nor prescribed prescriptions, but only choked the person's throat with his right hand, and in a few moments the pain in the patient's body would disappear.
Even some people who have already died, but if they have been dead for no more than two hours, as long as they are sent to Sun Huaijin, they can be revived by him.
And he has such a skill, but he does not take the initiative to accept money, only let the young beggar take a copper bowl and put it beside him, so that people can watch and give money, and if there is more money, he will give more, and if he is poor, he can throw one or two children at will.
More and more people came to see the doctor, so Sun Huaijin simply found an abandoned thatched house in the village to live temporarily, where there was no fire, so my mother asked me to bring food to the two of them every day, which was regarded as repaying him for saving his father's life.
Because of this, I have witnessed his rescue countless times, but every time he saves someone, he has to slow down for a long time, and a few times I have seen that his ten fingertips are slightly black, as if they have been stained with ink.
Peaceful days always pass very quickly, I still remember, at that time I was always very glad in my heart, glad that in such an era of war and chaos and the people were not able to make a living, there was a living god living next to me, with him, he could protect our side of the peace, away from the trouble of illness and suffering.
However, this beautiful and stable life did not last long and came to an abrupt end.
I remember it was a scorching noon, I went to deliver food to the two of them as usual, and when I went out, I met the villagers who carried a woman with a big belly into the door, she was the sister-in-law of the Yang family, these days to the day of delivery, but tossing in bed for three whole days, still did not give birth to the child, seeing that the adults have been tortured, the child is estimated to be unable to save, the family rushed to carry her here.
I listened to the woman's wail, and felt that the hairs all over my body exploded, so I hurriedly put down the meal and hurried out, but halfway through, I remembered that I forgot to take the bowl, and I was afraid of being scolded by my mother, so I had to return to the thatched house.
The courtyard was full of people from the Yang family, they were squatting or standing, their faces were full of anxiety, especially Brother Yang, he rubbed his hands, walked around in front of the closed door, and muttered incessantly: "It is said that this living immortal can take care of the disease by touching people's necks, why have they been in for so long today, and they haven't come out, and they won't let people in." ” Everyone else comforted him, saying that having a child is different from curing a disease after all, so let him not worry, since the living immortal agreed, he will definitely keep his peace and security.
I listened to it but I was even more anxious, my mother was already cooking and waiting for me, should I wait until the baby was born before I could take the bowl home?
Wait, maybe the two of them have already eaten, and the bowl has been cleaned up elsewhere.
Thinking of this, I hurriedly walked towards the backyard, and when I got there, I saw that my bowl was on a bench and had been cleaned.
I took a few bowls in my arms and was about to go home, but at that moment I heard a slight groan from the house, which penetrated my ears softly and clearly, even though it was separated by a wall.
I stared at the wall, something was wrong, I had seen the old beggar save people countless times, and the rescued people were often unconscious, let alone make a sound, why was it so abnormal today?