After forming a contract with the ancestor of Jianxiu

With a "bang", the door closed in front of the man.

Chu Wei turned around expressionlessly. If he had the time to save the village chief, he might as well go back and do a few more questions.

He was about to enter his third year of high school, so how could he spend so much free time on these people.

Zhao Dingshan looked at the closed door in disbelief, and his complexion suddenly sank.

A little hairy boy dared to do this, what a big deal.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and they all look at each other.

An old man looked at him and couldn't help persuading him: "I said, Xiao Ding, you have something to ask for now, isn't it offending people by talking like that?"

Zhao Dingshan snorted coldly: "What's so great about such a brat? He might have learned some crooked ways to fool you. I don't believe that without him, no one would understand these things."

Having said that, the villagers who came together were somewhat dissatisfied.

What happened in the past two days is still vivid in my mind. If it weren't for Chu Wei's presence, their village would have suffered. How could it be that everyone was deceived by him?

Moreover, this matter is a major event that cannot be disclosed to the whole village. If it can be resolved internally, it is best to do it quietly.

Seeing the tone of his speech, is it possible to invite people from outside?

If this is asked, how should we explain it then?

There was a grandfather of the Zhao family, leaning on a cane, who was poking the ground unhappily at this moment, and said angrily, "Stupid, are you going to kill the whole village?"

Zhao Dingshan looked at the group of people surrounding him, his complexion was not very good.

No matter what he said, he is also a person who hangs around outside. Now asking him to ask for help from an underage child is nothing.

Zhao Dingshan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned around and left in front of Chu Wei's house, and said as he walked, "I've been outside for so many years, can't I find someone to solve the problem? Don't always think about things like this Seriously, isn't it just such a little thing?"

Everyone looked at his leaving figure and shook their heads one after another. The village chief acted prudently, why did he give birth to such a doll with eyes on top of his head.

Chu Wei said he didn't care, and he really didn't care about the outside things at all. Instead, he closed the door and focused on the topic.

He has a good memory and a strong comprehension ability, and after practicing, his spirit is better than others, so learning should be easier.

Although it was easy, his effort was no less than that of others. Although he had firmly occupied the number one position in the school these years, Chu Wei had never felt proud, because in his opinion, this was nothing more than a matter of course. matter.

To do it, he has to do it the best way possible.

From the morning sun to the evening sun, the day passed quickly.

After finishing several sets of papers, Chu Wei sat cross-legged on the bed and continued to meditate and adjust his breath.

While adjusting his breath, he couldn't help but hear what Master said.

It is really not worthwhile to resort to this kind of self-harming spell for something that these things are not, and it is not the fault of the master for scolding him.

It was he who made the mistake of himself.

After entering meditation, the sky gradually darkened, and the night came again.

However, at this time, the village chief's house was full of wailing.

The village head's wife took out a rolling pin from the kitchen, pointed at Zhao Dingshan, and cursed angrily, "Are you just hoping for your father's death? Haven't you seen his appearance? If this continues, he will die." .”

Zhao Dingshan's face was dark and dark. He didn't know how many calls and people he had contacted this day, but his social circle was so big that he couldn't get in touch with any experts in this field at all.

However, the condition of the village head is getting worse and worse, and his body, which has been sucked with energy, looks even drier.

Although he was still breathing, he remained unconscious all the time.

Zhao Dingshan just didn't want to put down his body to find Chu Wei. His mother was so anxious that he couldn't help it, so he took out the rolling pin from the kitchen.

The village head's wife said angrily: "The only person who can save your father now is Chu Wei. I don't care what method you use, you must invite him here."

Zhao Dingshan couldn't help but choked: "He's just a brat, if you tell me to beg him, where will I save my face?"

His mother became even more angry immediately, and the rolling pin with the thickness of a fist hit Zhao Dingshan's body firmly: "Face? Is it your face that is important, or your father's life? If something happens to your father, don't come back to this family." .”

The village chief's house was in chaos, and Zhao Dingshan couldn't hold back his mother, so he went out reluctantly and went to Chu Wei's house alone.

He still didn't think such a brat could do anything.

But this time, no matter how much he yelled at the door of Chu Wei's house, no one came to open the door for him.

Zhao Dingshan couldn't see that there was a banning note pasted on the back of the gate of his yard. People in the yard couldn't hear anything, let alone yelling with a loudspeaker.

Chu Wei adjusted his breath all night again, and when he opened his eyes at dawn, he was refreshed.

However, when he opened his hands, he found that the glass ball was infected even blacker, and the resentment was soaring inside, as if as long as he could struggle to get out, he would swallow everyone in the next second.

To resolve these grievances, the villagers still need to do it themselves.

At this time, Zhao Dingshan did not know where to bring back two monks.

He didn't sleep all night, his face looked tired, but his eyes were very bright, as if he had accomplished a great thing.

"Two masters, this way."

With a smile on his face, Zhao Dingshan politely greeted the two of them to go home.

These two people looked to be in their 30s. They were both wearing dark yellow robes with a thin cassock over their robes and Buddhist beads hanging on their hands. They looked like outsiders who came down from the mountain.

Hearing Zhao Dingshan's words, the two said in unison: "Amitabha."

Then he followed into the house.

However, as soon as he stepped into the room, one of the taller monks frowned and said softly: "The benefactor's room... is too dark."

As soon as Zhao Dingshan heard this, he knew that these two people must not be liars.

He quickly said: "What the master said is that what happened this time is really unbelievable. If I hadn't contacted the master, I still don't know how to solve it?"

The short one turned his head and asked, "Brother, what do you see?"

The tall man shook his head: "We still have to look at it first."

In the bedroom, the village chief, who was still in a coma, was so thin that he could hardly see his appearance. He was really wrapped in a piece of skin. Although he was still breathing, it looked like he was struggling before dying.

As soon as the two masters saw his appearance, they exchanged glances and immediately stepped forward.

The tall monk checked him up and down, then shook his head towards his junior brother, and then said to Zhao Dingshan who was standing aside: "Benefactor, let's go out and talk."

Zhao Dingshan thumped in his heart, glanced at his mother who was sitting by the bed with dull eyes, and hurriedly followed him out.

"Benefactor, we have seen your father's condition."

"There's nothing you can do."

These two masters looked sincere and dignified, but what they said surprised Zhao Dingshan.

He hurriedly said: "How is this possible, isn't he still alive?"

The tall master sighed: "My father is full of yin energy, which has penetrated into the internal organs, and the yin energy has almost exhausted the essence of his body."

It was the first time Zhao Dingshan heard this kind of statement. When the villagers told them that the village was haunted, he was skeptical, but now, the master's words seemed to confirm this statement.

Hearing that his father might really not be able to save him, he became anxious now.

"Master, is there really nothing you can do?"

The tall monk hesitated for a moment, then said, "There are ways."

Zhao Dingshan's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked: "What method, no matter what, you have to try it."

"Unless you find the source of this yin energy and save it, then the yin energy entangled in your father's body will also disappear, but people are definitely not as good as before."

However, it is not easy to find the source of Yin Qi, who can catch this sneaky thing?

The village chief's wife came out of the house at some point. She looked at her son with red eyes. She knew that he was stubborn since she was a child, but she didn't expect his father to be like this, and he was still stubborn.

"Only that kid Chu Wei can solve this matter. If you don't want to go to him, I'll go by myself, but after this door, you never want to step in again."

Although Zhao Dingshan is relatively powerful, he still has filial piety, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed back from such a distant city so quickly.

Hearing what his mother said, I was also agitated: "I knocked on the door last night, but they didn't even open the door. What can I do?"

The village head's wife retorted: "That child Chu Wei will not be like this, you go for me again now, this time, if he doesn't come, don't come back either."

Zhao Dingshan felt depressed and panicked, took his mobile phone and went out angrily.

The two masters looked at each other, looked at the village chief's wife, and couldn't help but wondered: "I don't know who is this Chu Wei you are talking about?"

The village head's wife was not in the mood to discuss this with others, and the other villagers standing beside him didn't trust the two masters too much because of the deceitful Taoist incident before, so they kept silent.

Both of them originally planned to leave, but now they were curious about this child who could solve the problem, so they simply sat down in a shaded place in the yard, quietly waiting for the other party's arrival.

At this time, Chu Wei was sitting on the tall tree in his yard, focusing on writing questions.

There was a knock on the door one after another, and the grandfather who was resting in the yard opened the door with a cane. When he saw Zhao Dingshan, he didn't recognize him for a moment, squinted his eyes, and asked after a while, "Who are you looking for?"

Zhao Dingshan did not forget the fact that he was shut out yesterday, but now he is asking for help, even if he is unwilling, he still has to put on a posture of asking for help.

With a smile on his face, he said very sincerely: "Master, I'm looking for Chu Wei, is he at home?"

Grandpa looked at him again and again, and asked, "Are you from the Zhao family?"

Zhao Dingshan: "It's me. Is Chu Wei at home? I have something urgent to find him."

Grandpa is not an idiot, so he naturally knows what this man is looking for Chu Wei for.

He saw what happened at the door of the house that day. Don't say that his grandson is unhappy, isn't he happy?

His precious boy went to the woods and coughed non-stop when he came back. He didn't see the benefits, and he didn't see anyone come to condolences.

There is trouble now, but one by one is rushing to get here, how can there be such a reason.

Grandpa waved his hand: "Wei Wei is not here, he went out to play, I don't know where he went."

Zhao Dingshan's face darkened suddenly, but he still forcibly held back: "Grandpa, can you contact him?"

Grandpa: "I can't get in touch. Let's go. Our Weiwei is just a child. Anything he can understand is a deceptive trick. Don't delay your family's important affairs."

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Thank you for your support, okay!

Grandpa: Thank you for the invitation, children are not sensible, so I won’t help.

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