MTL - Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits-Chapter 12 disease

I couldn't laugh or cry, "Isn't that exaggerated? Did you meet for the first time today? ???? Bayi Chinese W㈧W? W? .㈠8㈠1? Ｚ㈧W㈠.? C? Ｏ㈧Ｍ?"

"What? Gu Yu, you're still not a man." Shi Yitong actually complained, "There is such a lovely girl around me without even a reaction!"

——Even if there is a response, it will not be as good as you. I am defamatory in my heart.

"The cat she raises is so cute. I heard that girls who can raise animals are especially caring!"

I immediately refuted: "I don't disagree that you say Su Xiaoyu is cute, but where is the little beast cute?"

"Hahahaha, it seems that you are really tortured by her cat!"

In this way, Shi Yitong and I walked into the village talking and laughing all the way, Shi Yitong first opened the courtyard door and shouted "I am back". But today is different from last time. It took a long time for someone to answer. Then I saw Shi Yitong's grandma coming out of the back room, looking anxious.

Shi Yitong froze a bit and hurried up to ask, "Grandma, what's wrong?"

The old woman looked at Shi Yitong and looked at me again, and sighed, her face filled with worry, "Tonger, your grandpa, you are sick."

Shi Yitong's expression changed immediately, without even dropping his schoolbag, he rushed into the room directly. After I reacted, I quickly followed him.

Sure enough, Shi Yitong's grandfather was lying in the bedroom, his face pale and angry. Shi Yitong reached out and touched his grandpa's forehead. He immediately retracted his hand and murmured, "It burns terribly ..."

There was a basin of cold water and a towel in the room, presumably it was Grandma Shi Yitong who took care of Grandpa.

Looking at the old man lying on the bed, although he was burning, there was no trace of ruddy that the burning patient should have, but his face was pale and Yintang black.

I couldn't help but interjected, "This is the case, you should go to the doctor!"

Shi Yitong's grandma shook her head, "Please ask the doctor to come and see, only to say it's a cold, and prescribe a bunch of antipyretics. Feeding it to the old man, it's useless. Hey, let's say, the old man's situation, down It ’s not like a normal illness ... ”

I went to see Shi Yitong again, his face was dark, his expression frustrated, even his eyebrows frowned, and he was about to cry.

"My grandfather rarely goes to the hospital, and his health has been good for so many years." Shi Yitong whispered, reaching out and holding his grandfather's hand, and crying in his voice. "How can this suddenly happen? Anymore? "

Just then, the old man in bed coughed suddenly and woke up. He opened his eyes strenuously, snoring in his throat as if to say something.

Shi Yitong quickly leaned down and put his ears on, "Grandpa, where am I, what are you going to say?"

I saw the old man laboriously opened his lips and spit out a few words, "Personal name Jinyi ... Tian, ​​Tian Ming defines ..."

"What?" It seemed that not only I didn't understand it, Shi Yitong was puzzled. But the old man had no energy to say anything, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

That night, I helped Shi Yitong take care of the sick old man, so busy I almost forgot to eat. But from beginning to end, the old man's condition has not been relieved, which makes us all feel a little frustrated.

"Gu Yu, I'm beginning to believe what you say."

After eating, Shi Yitong and I stood in front of the big willow tree in the yard, and he suddenly said this. I hesitated, but didn't respond for a moment.

"What is it?"

"Did you not tell me that morning? You said you heard the sound of the coffin and saw something in the coffin." I don't know if it was my illusion. Shi Yitong talked a little bit, "I believe you now, It must be something in the coffin, it must be that there is something wrong with that coffin! It must be that the ghost in the coffin has attached to the grandfather's body, and this is what made the grandfather! It must be the coffin, whether it is Nanmu or something, I'll smash it now! "

"Ah! Don't!" I quickly stopped him. "Isn't that coffin expensive? Besides, don't you say that every coffin is the work of your grandfather, can you just say that and smash it?"

Shi Yi looked angrily at me, "But now there is no other way! Is there any good way for you?"

"I really do." Without hesitating for too long, I decided to ask Shi Yitong and Pan about the old house and the monster-eliminating division. I will start from this afternoon when I met Su Xiaoyu, and I have talked about how to help her find a cat, and in the process of finding a cat, a mysterious old house has appeared.

When referring to Mr. Wen, Shi Yitong showed a little doubtful look, but did not interrupt me.

"... So, that's the way it is." After telling, I spread my hands. "I know that such an incredible thing can also **** across, and I'm quite surprised. I was still hesitant to tell you , But after all this is already the case ... it is better than nothing. "

"The old house in the back of the school ... I said why you asked this on your way back. I didn't expect it to be this way." Shi Yitong said suspiciously. "Is the place trustworthy? Isn't it really deceptive?"

I shook my head. "It shouldn't be."

"Why do you say that?"

I heard Shi Yitong asking, but hesitated. To be honest, I don't seem to have any evidence to believe in Mr. Wen, but judging from that person's words and attitude, I can hardly imagine that someone would use this method to cheat.

Although Mr. Wen is mysterious, he does give me a sense of indecision.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Shi Yitong scratched his head and didn't ask again. "However, you are right ... There is a way better than no way. The way you said, let's try it tomorrow."

The next day, Shi Yitong and I both took leave from the school and stayed here, intending to expel the evil spirits in the coffin according to the method given by Mr. Wen. After a day, Grandpa Shi Yitong's condition still did not improve. After Shi Yitong changed his wet towel for the last time, he greeted me to the yard together.

"It's not too late, come on! Lift the coffin first!"

The strange coffin of the Nanmu coffin was not heavy, so Shi Yitong and I could barely lift it a little, and finally dragged it away.

"How could this coffin be so heavy." Finally, according to Mr. Wen, the coffin was dragged to a place where it can be exposed to the sun. I wiped my sweat and complained.

Shi Yitong also panted, but he grew up in the country and seemed to be able to endure harder than me. He adjusted his breathing after a while, pointed to the Nanmu coffin and said, "Did you not see? This coffin is not ordinary This is a coffin. "