Qingyue Temple

Concerned about the sleeping old man on the hospital bed, Yue Jincheng wanted to pull Fang Shanshui out to talk.

However, at this moment, the old man on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Fang Shanshui, as if he knew who he was.

Yue Jincheng and Yue Junchi hurriedly stepped forward to serve, but the old man stretched out his broken arm towards Fang Shanshui, wanting Fang Shanshui to come over angrily.

Seeing this, Fang Shanshui stepped forward, held the severed arm extended by Mr. Yue, looked into his dim eyes, seemed to know what he wanted to say, and said, "Don't worry, if I can find it, I will try my best to find it." .”

Mr. Yue seemed relieved by Fang Shanshui's guarantee, and gave Fang Shanshui a grateful look.

Mr. Yue couldn't speak well now, and soon fell asleep again from exhaustion.

Fang Shanshui lightly lifted the quilt up and down for the old man.

Sitting on his shoulder gnawing black cotton candy, the figurine Master saw the old man's appearance, as if something had hurt him, the cotton candy chewed for a long time without swallowing it, and moved it towards Fang Shanshui's neck, hugging it with his little hands , put it on the back of Fang Shanshui's neck, tilted his head and leaned against Fang Shanshui's neck, and then continued to nibble on the marshmallow.

Jishen, who was sitting on the other shoulder, looked at the figurine of the master, and followed suit. He moved towards Fang Shanshui's neck and leaned over.

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Out of the ward, Yue Jincheng said to Fang Shanshui with a pleading face: "Master, my father said that although his hands are gone, he can occasionally feel cold or hot, that's why he is so worried, thinking that he is broken. It was not only the hands on the body that were lost, but also the hands on the soul. He always felt that if he could not be buried with his whole body, he would be incomplete at the end. Because of these severed hands, my father died when my mother had a heart attack. , neither giving her first aid in time, nor calling an ambulance in time, so after my mother died of illness, my father has been brooding, and now, hey, he is only alive now, just wanting I want to get my hands back before I die."

Fang Shanshui nodded to express his understanding. He didn't know how to say polite words, but he kept the respect for the old heroes of the War of Resistance in his heart, thinking about the method silently.

Yue Jincheng continued to narrate the situation: "My mother went to the place where my father lost his hand countless times after liberation, but there was no clue for a long time, and I don't know where my father's hand was thrown, or was eaten by some animal."

Fang Shanshui: "You just said, how many times have you felt your father's hand, and when did you feel it? Besides cold and heat, do you have the feeling of being eaten by animals?"

Yue Jincheng paused, seemed to be thinking about it, shook his head and said, "This, not really."

Fang Shanshui nodded to express his understanding, thinking that he probably wasn't eaten by anything, but it couldn't have been buried in a fixed place, otherwise how could he feel hot and cold.

Yue Jincheng looked at Fang Shanshui with hope: "Master, I found many friends before I found out that your Qingyue Temple is the inheritance of corpse exorcisers. I have invited other masters before, and they all said that if there is anyone who can Help my father find his hand, probably the former corpse exorcist, because he is better at spells related to the human body. My father's greatest hope in this life is to live to see the prosperity of the motherland. Now he said his lifelong hope It has been fulfilled, and the only last wish left is those hands. Look, is there a way to help us?"

Fang Shanshui seemed to be touched, and after a moment of silence, he was a little unsure and didn't want to make a promise, but in the end he gave Yue Jincheng a certain guarantee, saying: "There is a way, but I'm not sure I'll find it, time After all, it’s been too long, and I have to go to the local area to see how it is done. However, your father’s sense of his hand makes me feel very hopeful.”

Yue Jincheng and Yue Junchi were overjoyed when they heard the words, and kept saying thank you to Fang Shanshui.

Fang Shanshui turned around and said: "You prepare a piece of clothes that the old man used to wear, cut off a strand of his hair, a few pieces of fingernails... toenails are also fine. Give me his name and date of birth, and then take me to the place where he fought the war. to find that place."

Yue Junchi quickly wrote down Shanshui's request.

Yue Jincheng couldn't leave the hospital, he had to watch Mr. Yue in the hospital, Yue Junchi prepared what Fang Shanshui wanted, and took Fang Shanshui there that day.

Because Mr. Yue was thinking about getting back his severed hand, his family had already moved to the place where the war was fought, not very far from the hospital.

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Fang Shanshui looked around and asked Yue Junchi, "Is this the place?"

Yue Junchi nodded and pointed to a river not far away: "My grandfather remembers that river. He said that the attack happened in the east of the river, so it must be near here."

The city rebuilt on the ruins has become so prosperous that it seems that there are no old scars, endless vehicles, and pedestrians coming and going.

Yue Junchi pointed at a crossroad. There is indeed a river not far away, but the water quality is not very good, and it seems to have experienced pollution.

"Crossroads...it looks like we'll have to wait until night."

Fang Shanshui felt a bit difficult, fearing that if his hands were buried in this place, the city was well built now, and it would not be easy to dig out.

It was still early, so Fang Shanshui asked Yue Junchi to get another paper figurine.

Yue Junchi was curious, but he didn't dare to ask further questions. Soon, facing the weird eyes of others, he carried back a male paper figurine secretly.

Putting the paper man in front of his eyes, at this moment, Sailor Fang Shan suddenly glowed, stretched out his hand suddenly, and stroked the man's paper man's heart.

Yue Junchi saw the paper figurine's chest being cut open, and then saw Fang Shanshui pick up a pen stained with cinnabar, and quickly wrote a birthday horoscope on the male paper figurine's heart, which was his grandfather's birthday horoscope .

Fang Shanshui closed the scratched part of the paper figurine's chest, and wiped the cut with a faintly glowing hand, as if wiping off the wound. After Yue Junchi looked again, he found that the paper figurine's chest was intact as before. , couldn't help staring.

Fang Shanshui tied a red string around the two arms of the paper figurine, and said to Yue Junchi, "Bring the old man's clothes and dress this paper figurine."

Yue Junchi was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and hurried over to help.

After getting dressed, Sailor Fang Shan made a formula and pointed at the paper figurine, and suddenly called out to him, "General Yue Fei."

The paper man suddenly changed when Fang Shanshui called him, his body became thinner and his face became old, Yue Junchi's eyes widened again, and he almost blurted out to call him Grandpa.

Fang Shanshui lifted the arm of the kneading formula, and ordered: "Get up."

The paper figurine that became Mr. Yue stood up straight under Fang Shanshui's instructions. After standing upright, the paper figurine's arms suddenly fell off automatically. It looks like his hands are broken.

However, Yue Junchi also discovered that there was a red rope tied to the severed arms of the paper figurine.

Fang Shanshui sprinkled some talisman water on the broken paper hand, and the paper hand on the ground seemed to melt and slowly disappeared.

However, after disappearing, the red rope that was tied to the paper hand just now was still hanging in the air.

Fang Shanshui took out the dementor bell and shook it, and said to the paper man: "General Yue Fei, where is your hand?"

The paper figurine who had been standing still in place, seemed puzzled when he heard Fang Shanshui's question, looked down at his severed arm, only two red ropes were left to connect him, and then, the paper figurine looked at In a certain direction, he started to move, and walked towards there lightly.

Fang Shanshui hurriedly packed up his things, and said to the dumbfounded Yue Junchi, "Follow me quickly."

"Oh, oh." Yue Junchi still looked incredible.

The two followed the paper man all the way, gradually ran out of the city, until they reached a mountain in the outskirts.

Fang Shanshui followed the paper figurine and stopped at a stream. The paper figurine stood motionless by the water's edge, as if he dared not go into the water.

Yue Junchi illuminated the stream with a flashlight, and asked in surprise, "Here?"

Fang Shanshui looked at the direction where the red rope was hanging from the arm of the paper figurine, and said to Yue Junchi: "You wait here, I'll go down and have a look."

Yue Junchi had a busy face: "Master, how can I let you go into the water, I'll go down."

"You can't find it."

After Fang Shanshui finished speaking, he stuffed the two figure masters sitting on his shoulders into the inner pockets of his clothes, and jumped into the water.

Yue Junchi uttered an embarrassment, and then hurriedly turned on the flashlight to illuminate Fang Shanshui: "Master, you don't have a waterproof flashlight, can you see it from below?"

At this time, Fang Shanshui hadn't responded, and Yue Junchi, who was alone on the shore, could not help but feel a little shivering with the mountain wind blowing.

After Fang Shanshui jumped off the stream, he found that the seemingly shallow stream was quite deep underneath.

Fang Shanshui recited the mantra silently in his heart, pointed his hand, and immediately, a red light appeared in the waterway in front of him, followed the red light down, and found that the red light slowly split into two, Fang Shanshui frowned, first approached That swims.

From Fang Shanshui's collar, a figurine of the master's head drilled out, and not long after, another one came out. The figurine of the master that came out first seemed to think that the head of the body was too close to him, and his face was expressionless. pushed it.

In the water with heavy yin, it is inconvenient to make the body of the master and the body of the soul, so they all stayed in Fang Shanshui's clothes honestly and did not run around.

Fang Shanshui followed the red light, and soon found a dead bone of a human hand at a place where a stone was stuck on the ground.

Fang Shanshui cast a spell on the dry bone, then wrapped the dry bone with the prepared red cloth, glanced at the direction of another red light, and returned to the surface of the water first.

"Whoa..."

Fang Shanshui came out of the water, and put the red cloth wrapped around his hand bones on the shore.

Yue Junchi was overjoyed, and rushed forward to ask: "Master, how are you? Come up quickly, did you find it?"

Fang Shanshui: "I found a right hand and another arm under the head, but it is more difficult to find, I have to go down again, it will take a little longer, please wait a little longer."

Yue Junchi heard the words, worried: "But master, we didn't bring diving equipment, you go down for too long, will there be any problems?"

"It's okay." Fang Shanshui gave Yue Junchi the word succinctly, and plunged into the water again.

Looking at the splash in the dark, Yue Junchi comforted himself and said, the master is an expert, and diving must be more powerful.

Fang Shanshui went into the water and looked for the remaining red light. The red light seemed far away. After swimming for a long time, he did not see the source of the red light. However, as he swam, Fang Shanshui found that he had entered an underground cave .

Leaving the water following the red light, Fang Shanshui discovered that he had actually swam into a cave at the bottom of the water. This cave seemed to be a passage, wide at the front and narrow at the back, but in the narrow place, it seemed that a faint building could be seen, with light coming from a The strange fan leaf leaked out, and the red light of the spell penetrated through the fan leaf.

Fang Shanshui stepped lightly and approached carefully. His ears were sharp. This distance already allowed him to hear the voices coming from the building, but the words made Fang Shanshui look a little weird. Faintly mixed with ghost sounds...

"This ghost seems a little strange, as if the wave band of the soul is not stable, it seems... oh yes, this left hand! This hand is not its, it is really amazing."

……my hand……

...give me back my hand...

Fang Shanshui heard the roar of the ghost, as if its hand had been cut off.

"What is it saying?" one asked.

Another voice said: "The translator shows that it is asking you to return its hand. The emotional index is extremely low, and it is in a state of anger. The hostility index has increased, and there is a possibility of attack."

"It can be seen." The person who asked the question said something, and then seemed to say to the ghost, "This hand is not yours, don't be so overbearing."

The ghost who seemed to be caught didn't listen at all, roared, and then howled indiscriminately: My hand...give it back to me...

"Okay, don't be angry, give it back to you first."

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Fang Shanshui stopped quietly, looked at the figurine master in his collar, and felt as if he had found something strange, and then heard the voice over there say:

"Mark it as a key point and take it back to show to the professor."

"it is good."

After a while, Fang Shanshui heard the voice gradually go away, and wanted to find a hidden talisman, only to find that he was completely soaked and threw the paper talisman outside before coming down.

Fang Shanshui meditated for a while, then suddenly drew a hidden word on the palm of his hand with his fingers, unloaded the ventilation fan skillfully, and then burrowed into it like a bone shrinking.

Fang Shanshui landed lightly.

This seems to be a research institute, with the style of sci-fi TV, simple and neat, but Fang Shanshui found that the place is very dark and seems to gather a lot of ghosts.

Fang Shanshui couldn't help being a little speechless when he thought that those researchers seemed to be studying ghosts just now. Human beings are really getting more and more crazy.

Fang Shanshui took a look, and found that it was him. He couldn't find the people in this research institute for a while, and where did he hide the gathered ghosts? It feels wrong.

Fang Shanshui searched along the red light for a while, and finally found a ghost floating on a strange platform.

The ghost was like a shadow, and wanted to run out of the range of the round platform, but there seemed to be a strange magnetic field around the platform, and every time the black shadow approached, it would form a barrier, and a white light would hit it back and stop it. it leaves.

Fang Shanshui's eyes were on the ghost's left hand, which was the hand of Mr. Yue.

found it.

The ghost seemed to sense the malicious gaze, and its erratic eyes looked in the direction of Fang Shanshui, but it didn't see anything.

Fang Shanshui looked around and felt that it was not appropriate to stay longer. He chanted a mantra and pointed at the ghost's left hand. The left hand that was forcibly pressed by the ghost fell off instantly, and fell to the ground and turned into a dry bone. Fang Shanshui hurriedly wrapped it with a red envelope.

The ghost suddenly howled miserably, as if it had encountered great misfortune. Fang Shanshui's eardrums were greatly impacted. Not to mention, he found that the sirens of the mysterious research institute also sounded, and there were even various doorways in the distance. The sound of the gates starting to close.

Fang Shanshui quickly picked up his arm, and before leaving, he took out a piece of paper that was not completely wet in his pocket, pinched his fingers, and blew it towards the ghost who lost his left hand. The paper fell on the ghost, and it seemed to be a ghost With prosthetic limbs, the howling of ghosts suddenly became quieter.

Fang Shanshui fled quickly, and the vent that he had just entered had been closed with the alarm. Fang Shanshui had no choice but to beat it open with great strength. Just as he jumped on it, the sound of footsteps came over there.

Someone shouted behind Fang Shanshui: "Who is it!?"

Fang Shanshui rushed away without looking back.

The people behind seemed to be still chasing, Fang Shanshui speeded up, quickly jumped into the water when he came, and swam all the way.

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"Whoa..."

Yue Junchi, who was anxiously waiting, saw that Fang Shanshui had finally returned safely, and was overjoyed to pull Fang Shanshui up.

After Fang Shanshui jumped ashore, he immediately put away the paper figurine and the arms wrapped in red cloth, in order to prevent accidents from happening, and was overtaken by the people from the Weird Research Institute below, he said to Yue Junchi: "I found it, let's go. "

Yue Junchi, who was pleasantly surprised, didn't understand why Fang Shanshui was in such a hurry, but he followed quickly obediently.

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In the ward, just after answering the call from Yue Junchi to say that he found his arm, Yue Jincheng noticed that the old man was shocked suddenly, and he couldn't help standing up, worried: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Where are you?" uncomfortable?"

Old Man Yue didn't respond, but suddenly raised his elbow to remove the oxygen mask on his face.

Yue Jincheng was shocked and wanted to stop him, but he heard Old Man Yue hoarsely say: "I saw... my comrade in arms... and Huifang... she came to pick me up... I'm leaving..."

Old Man Yue stared wide-eyed, looking at a direction on the ceiling, as if he was looking at the person he most wanted to see, and stretched out his broken arm into the void.

Yue Jincheng's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked at his father's face again, he felt that his face was like gold paper, as if his life was not long.

Although Yue Jincheng had already made preparations, and the doctor had already issued a critical illness notice to prepare for the funeral, he still couldn't help being sad, and said anxiously with tears in his eyes: "Dad... if you persist, the master will help you find it." I got it, I found it, and he will be back soon."

Yue Jincheng's voice failed to call old man Yue back. The wide-eyed old man seemed to be unable to hear him anymore. The blood pressure and heart rate detector next to him suddenly sounded an alarm.

At this moment, the door of the ward opened suddenly, and Fang Shanshui and Yue Junchi ran in. Yue Junchi looked blankly at the harsh siren on the instrument.

Fang Shanshui suddenly shook off a red bag, and threw it at Mr. Yue, "People are like the universe, the five elements are correct, go."

Mr. Yue seemed to suddenly light up. At this moment, the instrument that could not monitor the vital signs suddenly responded again. Yue Jincheng and Yue Junchi were about to rejoice, but they saw the heart rate displayed on the instrument. After only moving a bit, there was no sound again.

"dad!"

"grandfather!"

Yue Jincheng and Yue Junchi threw themselves in front of the hospital bed.

Mr. Yue has gone.

Fang Shanshui stood at the end of the hospital bed, looking at the old man who was lying on the bed without making a sound. At this moment, Fang Shanshui's eyes turned golden, and he clearly saw the soul of the old man, who stood up from the corpse on the bed.

Mr. Yue stretched out his arms and looked at his hands, and found that his hands, which had disappeared for more than 60 years, had really returned to him, and he couldn't help crying.

The old man Yue glanced at his son and grandson, and his eyes fell on Fang Shanshui who was standing at the end of the hospital bed. He immediately showed a grateful expression, stood up straight, and raised his head to salute Fang Shanshui.

Seeing this, Fang Shanshui subconsciously wanted to bow his hands in return, but then changed his posture temporarily, imitating the old man Yue, and returned a salute.

The figurine master sitting on Fang Shanshui's shoulder blinked his crimson eyes when he saw this scene, stood up, raised his little hand, and saluted the departing old man just like Fang Shanshui.

At this moment, Fang Shanshui suddenly discovered that a golden dot like a broken star, emitting a faint light, appeared from the soul of Mr. Yue and ran towards him.

Fang Shanshui thought he was wrong at first, but after blinking, he found that there was indeed a faint golden light, and he could only see it when his eyes were in the state of the heavenly eyes when he was a child.

At first, he didn't understand what it was, but when the golden light circled around him, Fang Shanshui suddenly realized that it was the familiar golden light of merit.

After the golden light circled around Fang Shanshui and the figure master on his shoulder, it suddenly separated and turned into two smaller, almost invisible dots, which were thrown into the altars of Fang Shanshui and the figure master respectively, as if The fireflies scattered into the jungle and disappeared.

Fang Shanshui didn't feel anything yet, but he found that the master suddenly fell into samadhi.

On the other side, Peng Zhiji, who was the figure of the master, was suddenly sucked up by a suction force, and suddenly flew towards the figure of the master.

In an instant, the figurine of the master and his body fit together, sitting cross-legged on Fang Shanshui's shoulders, meditating, as if he was feeling this kind of realization, and a faint light flickered on his body.

Not long after, the dim light around the body of the master figure dissipated.

At this time, there suddenly seemed to be an extra head on the head of the figurine master, and it turned out to be Jishen who had just merged with it. He shook his head, pulled himself out of the body of the figurine master sitting cross-legged, and then As if nothing happened, he hugged Fang Shanshui's neck and sat on the other side.

Fang Shanshui noticed this situation, and didn't quite understand the unity of Master and Jishen just now, but seeing that Master's condition seemed to have improved, he let go of his doubts and looked at Mr. Yue again.

Yue Junchi, who was sad with red eyes, saw Fang Shanshui's strange movements, raised his head, and found Fang Shanshui's golden eyes. Xiang Fang Shanshui's eyes.

From the reflection in Fang Shanshui's eyes, Yue Junchi vaguely found the figure of his grandfather, and his arms were intact!He was leaving with his deceased grandma on his arm.

"Grandpa!" Yue Junchi burst into tears instantly, happy and sad at the same time, finally, grandpa finally realized his wish to get his hands back.

Yue Junchi shook his father, Yue Jincheng, and said excitedly, "Dad, grandpa's hand is healed, he left, and left with grandma."

The doctors and nurses who came in for rescue could not help but wonder when they heard Yue Junchi's strange words as soon as they entered the door.

Yue Jincheng was stunned when he heard the words, and looked towards the corner where Yue Junchi was watching. It might be the connection between father and son. At this moment, he seemed to really vaguely see the figure of his father, wearing the clothes he wore during the Anti-Japanese War. Military uniform, smiling goodbye to him.

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Although the old man was sad to go, Yue Jincheng and Yue Junchi were deeply comforted by the last scene they saw.

Sending Fang Shanshui out who was about to leave, Yue's father and son and Fang Shanshui thanked him again and again, and wanted to give Fang Shanshui money, Fang Shanshui shook his head and said, "Just treat it as me to see the old man off."

Fang Shanshui left without saying any more, and without giving them a chance to stay.

Where Fang Shanshui is now is not far from Chu Han's production team in Hengdian, and it takes more than 40 minutes to get there by taxi.Chu Han hadn't pushed away his room in Hengdian, so he just opened the door and went in to rest.

On the way back, Fang Shanshui couldn't help muttering when he recalled the research institute that seemed to gather a lot of ghosts: "I don't know what the underground research institute is for..."

Sitting back on the hand-figured master sitting on the shoulder of the happening, he glanced at him, raised the black marshmallow that looked like a giant chicken leg in his hand, and seemed to be answering Fang Shanshui's question:

food.

Fang Shanshui laughed.

When Fang Shanshui thought of the appearance of old man Yue just now, he couldn't help thinking that before his master passed away, old man Yue was actually younger than his master. He couldn't imagine that his master was lying on the hospital bed at such a dying age.

Looking down at Master's appearance now, Fang Shanshui couldn't help but feel a little grateful, and couldn't help scratching his belly.

Fang Shanshui said in a low voice: "Master, you are doing well now, I'm glad..." You are still here.

The red eyes of the figurine master looked at Fang Shanshui, and patted his finger that was about to hold him.