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    When I first went to sleep, the baby wouldn’t wake up but looked normal, but now that he’s awake, it’s not as reassuring as when he was asleep.

    Xiang Yu’s parents today is considered to be tossed half dead, this heart seven up and eight down back and forth, this little three too damn devastating.

    The old Taoist did not say anything, went to the kitchen and took a small bowl and poured half a bowl of water and then took out a piece of paper and ignited it and threw it into the bowl and stirred it with his fingers for a few moments and handed it to Xiang Laoshi, saying, “Feed him and drink it, and sleep tonight and tomorrow it will be fine.”

    “Hey, good, good,” Xiang Yu’s parents had already taken the old Taoist as their backbone, and did everything he said, because everything that had happened since they returned home had completely exceeded their perceptions.

    Xiang Yu seems to be very thirsty, half a bowl of water all finished, and then blinking little eyes yawning eyelids drooping actually fell asleep again.

    Seeing that the child had fallen asleep and was back to his old self, Xiang Yu’s mother put him on the bed and covered him up, and with Xiang Yu’s father looking at the old Taoist, she really didn’t know where to start with the question.

    That old Taoist, however, laughed, “Didn’t you say you were going to cook? Let’s eat first, let’s talk while we eat.”

    Xiang Laoshi nodded and said, “Daughter-in-law, go get some food over here, I’m hungry after working all night.”

    “Get another bottle of wine, that would be nice.”

    Not long after, a few kinds of farmhouse dishes served up, the old man seems to be really hungry, pick up the bowl and chopsticks are not polite to start eating, to the lack of parents have no intention of moving chopsticks, just blearily looking at the old man himself in that scrolling clouds.

    The old Taoist ate will dishes, picked up a large bowl filled with wine gulp gulp gulp gulp after a hiccup a wipe of the mouth and said, “The child was not taken by the yellow skins.”

    Xiang Laoshi and his daughter-in-law looked at each other and nodded their heads at the same time, “We believed you when you said that on the mountain before, but now it looks as if it’s not really the case.”

    “The child climbed the mountain on his own.”

    “Huh? Climbed up the mountain by yourself?” Xiang Laoshi turned back to look at Xiang Yu’s scratched hands and feet, at a glance, they were scratched after crawling on the ground for a long time, so he asked in disbelief, “How is this possible? He’s only six months old, it’s good enough for him to be able to crawl around the yard twice, how could he possibly climb that far up the mountain by himself.”

    “It’s not that he wants to climb, it’s with something that makes him climb” The old Taoist drank another large mouthful of wine, his eyes a little confused, he pointed to the west end of the village and said, “That thing, it’s in the old graves on the west hill of your village, you can realize it if I say so, right?”

    I realize what the hell ah, what are you talking about ah, the cloud who can understand ah.

    The old Taoist went on to say, “The ghosts you encountered are not hallucinations, the white mist is not a miasma, I told the people in your village that I didn’t want them to be afraid, in fact, these are the things in the old cemetery to make out, do you understand now?”

    Xiang Yu’s parents digested half a day to understand what the old man said in his mouth is how it is, the rural areas of the Northeast there are many legends, jumping goddess of the goddess of the gods, can wash away the evil of the yellow fairy, shaman of the sorcerer, and even to the family Tunli there will be a horse of the old lady it, when said to the lack of home to commit an evil thing is she, when to the old man was almost with his family to do a battle it.

    To the honest and daughter-in-law at this time also turned the corner, this old Taoist said I’m afraid that the dozens of old graves in the western mountains have something, right?

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