Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

"Oh my god, his third aunt, is it true? Why is it so unsatisfactory? How can we fix it?" Mrs. Song was anxious.

"Your Baojiaxian is Huang Daxian'er! He told me that you were starving him and you didn't give him food. You kept scolding me, which made him upset." Lu Ying held Mrs. Song's left hand again, and Baojiaxian Everything he said was spoken out.

"You are like this. After 12 o'clock today, you placed three chickens outside the door of your house and offered three sticks of incense. Then you kowtowed three times to the main house of your house and murmured again. Speak softly and you, Baojiaxian, will be able to calm down."

"Oh, that's not true! I lost a chicken at home some time ago. I left it on the street and cursed it for a long time. I'm afraid Wong Tai Sin ate it?"

"That's really my wife's fault. I apologize to you. Wong Tai Sin, don't blame me." After saying that, Mrs. Song slapped her mouth twice and lay down on the kang, as if she was kowtow.

"That should be it. In this way, I will give you an injection first. You can set a table for Wong Tai Sin at midnight today, and then stay away. Don't look at Wong Tai Sin if he hasn't finished eating before three o'clock. Once Huang Daxian'er receives your filial piety, your family will no longer be unlucky."

Lu Ying took out the intravenous drip bottle, mixed two bottles of universal anti-inflammatory potion, and put it on Mrs. Song directly.

Song Pan'er was shocked, could it still be like this? What a strange combination. One dares to speak, and the other thinks. The two of them pick up the words really well.

After seeing the excitement, I sent Lu Ying away.

Song Pan'er turned around to open the door, and a small foot suddenly stuck out from the crack of the door, startling her.

"Liu Fugen, are you after school?" The door opened, and Liu Fugen was carrying a big schoolbag and baring his teeth at her.

"You little brat, you're holding my hero's leg. Give me the Daoleng seeds, and give me the candy! 30 pieces of Zhenzhiwei, 12 pieces of peanut cakes, and you have to give me 5 pieces of peanut cakes."

"Shh~ What are you shouting for? Come here!"

Then he dragged Liu Fugen behind the stack of firewood and Song Paner opened the big schoolbag.

Oh, my dear, there are so many.

After counting for a long time, I finally figured it out. After taking a look at Liu Fugen, I saw that this kid was really right. As soon as he touched the food, his brain suddenly became clear.

"I'm going to change the candy for you. When you finish your meal in the evening, come and get it from the firewood pile. Watch and I'll put it in this firewood hole. I'll also put your schoolbag here for you. Now lend it to me. Just for a moment.”

Pointing to a small hole next to it, Song Pan'er turned around and left with her schoolbag on her back.

After a long circle, like a thief, he returned to the hillside and sneaked up the mountain to get some candy.

By the time we made another big circle and came back, almost an hour had passed.

Not to mention how happy Liu Fugen was when he got the candy.

When Song Pan'er returned home after putting away the candy, Mrs. Song had finished her IV drip and was sticking her butt out while she took out the injection.

Song Pan'er, who was leaning on the window glass to peek, saw Mrs. Song pull out the needle. Before she could hold down the eye of the needle, blood spurted out.

Song Pan'er trembled and ran quickly, she was about to curse.

Mrs. Song had a really frustrating day. She scolded the empty room for a long time in vain, and was frightened by Lu Ying. She spat out the blood on the back of her hand again. She wanted that damn bastard to kill the chicken, but she didn't want to Know where to go.

After pressing the needle for a long time, Mrs. Song, leaning on a walking stick, trembled and went to kill the chicken.

At night, Mrs. Song, who had been tired for a long day, had something on her mind. She rolled over and couldn't sleep. Finally, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Opening the courtyard door, there were three big hens and three eggs.

Holding three sticks of incense in his hand, he bowed to the left and clasped the right one, muttering something like "Great Immortal! O Wong Tai Sin! Old lady, I was wrong! I didn't know it was the Immortal you wanted to eat chicken! I apologize to you! Your Majesty, there are many, Don’t argue with my old lady!”

"By the way, there are often few eggs in the chicken coop. Don't you, Daxian, like to eat eggs? The old lady has prepared some for you! Please help my son come out soon, and my daughter-in-law will give me a big fat grandson. Old lady I beg you!"

"呲~"

Suddenly, a thin laugh like a child came from nowhere.

Mrs. Song, who was busy kowtowing to admit her mistake, trembled, and the hairs on her back stood up. She thought that Wong Tai Sin had appeared, so she quickly read the words from beginning to end again, and kowtowed a little harder.

Song Pan'er, who was hiding in the firewood cave, quickly covered her mouth.

It was so funny that she even blamed Wong Tai Sin for the eggs she stole.

I couldn't hold it back just now, I laughed out loud, and I was almost caught.

"Eat slowly. When you're done, you can continue to bless my family!" Mrs. Song kowtowed, then bent down and entered the yard with her hands in hand.

Song Pan'er waited for a while, and then quietly moved away the bundle of corn stalks that was blocking the way. Like a rat stealing oil, she ran back and forth three times before finishing the tribute laid by Mrs. Song.

Song Pan'er hid in Chaihe Cave again.

Now she was frightened. She had to wait until Mrs. Song fell asleep before going back to the side room.

The winter nights are very quiet, except for the occasional "coo" of night owls coming from the mountains.

Just when Song Pan'er was about to fall asleep, there was a sound of crunching footsteps in the distance.

Oh my god! Song Paner was suddenly awakened.

what happened? Is Wong Tai Sin really showing up?

Song Pan'er didn't dare to take a breath, and listened quietly to the footsteps approaching from far away, and finally stopped at the door of her house.

Song Paner's heart almost jumped out of her chest.

"This damn Granny Song, you are so stingy as a grandma, just offer three sticks of incense, bah~"

Fortunately, the visitor finally spoke. If he didn't speak anymore, Song Pan'er might have passed away.

Although she knew that these magical beings probably did not really exist, she still had a sense of awe in the hearts of Northeastern children towards these fantasy gods and ghosts.

Isn't this the barefoot doctor Lu Ying who came to her house during the day?

This old lady has such a good plan! The money I earned for acupuncture was not enough, so I wanted to get three more old hens.

What a plan! I admire you!