Meng Jiao's hair was loose, and her head was slightly lowered as she looked straight at me.
"You can't run, you can't run.”
I was sitting on the ground, how did she find me?
Sitting on the ground wasn't a solution, so I immediately got up.
"Damned Meng Jiao, who the hell are you? Why do you want to harm me?"
"Kekekeke! You don't need to know what I am. You have many treasures on you. If I get these treasures, I can leave the wandering ghost and become a righteous ghost. So you can rest in peace.”
Close your eyes, my ass!
I grabbed a wicker basket beside me and threw it over. The moment I threw the wicker basket, I rolled to the door.
However, a suction force came from behind me and pulled me in. The suction force was very strong. Not only could I not move forward, but I also retreated step by step.
"I told you that you can't run away." A sinister voice came from behind.
I grabbed the door frame and refused to let go, but the suction force from behind was too strong. My hand was slowly letting go.
I don't know what will happen if I let go.
"Zhuang Peng, why did someone lock the door?”Suddenly, my mother's thunderous shout came from outside.
My mother's voice made the suction force behind me suddenly relax, and the reaction force made me rush out of the building.
My mother's voice is quite famous in our village. Usually, as long as my mother stares at me, I will quickly cover my ears. I can't stand that voice. But now, I didn't expect my mother's voice to be so lethal that it scared away the ghosts.
I got up from the ground and left the building in a hurry.
My mother had already unlocked the door and let someone in.
An old man came in. He had a thin face, small eyes, and a goatee on his chin.
What made me feel the strangest was that the old man had a bun on his head.
What kind of monster was this?
The old man put his hands behind his back and walked into my courtyard with a very dignified posture. It was as if there was nothing worth missing about the scenery of my house. He actually didn't even take a look.
He didn't look at the scenery in the courtyard, but he looked at me more than ten times.
"Is this your son who injured his arm?”The old man looked at me and turned around to ask his mother who was following behind him.
"Ah, yes, yes, it's him." His mother nodded and bowed as if she respected this old man.
"Peng 'er, come here quickly. I've asked Taoist Master Hao Tian to take a look at the injury on your arm.”
Taoist priest! I was completely defeated by my mother. She even invited a Taoist priest to her house.
At that moment, I understood why Meng Jiao had let me go. It wasn't my mother's roar that scared her away, but the Taoist priest's arrival.
In that case, this Taoist priest seemed to have some skills.
His mother invited Taoist Master Hao Tian into the house.
The old Taoist sat at a small table that my mother had brought over.
I sat opposite the Taoist priest and placed my arm on the table. I unwrapped the bandage on my arm.
The gauze was untied, and the wound immediately emitted an unpleasant smell. Black blood flowed out of the wound.
Taoist Hao Tian frowned and looked at my wound carefully. Then he took out a small cloth bag from his body.
There were a few small bottles and some small tools in the cloth bag, such as knives and pliers.
Taoist Hao Tian asked my mother for a candle and lit it up. He then placed the knife on the flame and burned it until it was red.
I cursed in my heart. This old Daoist wasn't planning to use this to clean my wounds, was he?
The development of the matter was just as I expected. The old Daoist really took the red-hot knife and gestured at the wound on my arm.
My god, if it was stuck to my arm, I don't know if the wound would heal, but the muscles around the wound would be burned.
The old Taoist priest was not moved by my worry. He picked up the small knife and pressed it fiercely on my wound. His expression did not look like a Taoist priest who was treating the sick and saving people. He was simply a vicious executioner.
I was already prepared to scream, but my scream was strangled in the cradle.
The knife didn't feel hot at all when it was placed on the wound. Instead, it felt a little cold and very comfortable.
The knife cut across the wound, and a lot of black blood spurted out. The wound even made a hissing sound.
After the blood clots in the wound were drained, the old Daoist put away the knife and poured some dark brown powder from a small bottle onto the wound on my arm.
After a few minutes, the powder was absorbed by my wound, and the old priest applied some ointment on the wound.
After wrapping it with gauze again, the old Daoist priest did something that surprised me. He took out a yellow rune and pasted it on my wound.
I've opened my eyes. You still need talismans to treat injuries!
"Alright, rest well for two days and you'll be fine.”
I don't know if it was a mental effect, but after the old Daoist finished speaking, I felt a chill on my wound as if it was healing quickly.
My mother was extremely grateful. She quickly took out two red notes and stuffed them into the old monk's hands.
The old Daoist chuckled and placed the money his mother gave him on the table.
"This kid is quite pleasing to my eyes. I won't accept this money. Consider it a good karma. If we meet again next time, we can have a good chat.”
The old Daoist didn't dawdle at all. He packed his things and turned to leave.
My mother thanked him profusely and sent him out.
The old Daoist was not in a hurry to leave after leaving the room. Instead, he sized up our house from top to bottom.
"Sister, has anything strange happened in your family recently?”
My mom immediately frowned.
The old Daoist didn't wait for my mother to answer and continued,""Your house is now surrounded by a sinister aura. Many ghosts and monsters are wandering around your house.”
"Master, isn't that so? A few strange things have happened recently.”
Haotian Taoist smiled and walked out of the yard slowly.
"Master!"
"Don't worry. Since I'm fated to be with your son, I'll be there if anything urgent happens. Don't worry, everything will be decided by the heavens.”After the old Daoist finished speaking, he floated away, leaving behind my mother, whose face was filled with admiration.
The old Taoist priest's healing methods are really not for show. It only took me a day or so to completely reduce the swelling in my arm, and there was no pain at all.
After another day, my arm was completely healed.
If I don't go to school, my mother will definitely let me know how steel is forged.
Going to school is also difficult. How should I face Meng Jiao?
No matter how I face it, I have to face it.
I've also thought it through. She dared to bite me in broad daylight!#
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