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The more Wang Xiaoliuer thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he hurried forward and stabbed into the crowd.Arch left and right, arch forward.I just saw that in the house, the daughter-in-law of the old Zhao family was crying, and next time, a group of people watched nervously.

In the center of the crowd, there were only two people, one was Lao Zhao who was lying on the ground, and the other was Lao Boss.

On the one side, is the old Mr. Wang, who is holding a small knife in his hand. It seems that he is pouring medicine on Mr. Zhao.

Wang Xiaoliu had always been sensible, knowing that his grandfather was doing something, he didn't dare to say anything, so he stretched his neck and looked it over carefully, and couldn't help being surprised!

Old Zhao was a fat old man, and usually he was smiling a bit erratically, but at this moment, he was lying on his back, with his mouth slightly open, and a faint moan came out of his mouth.

Looking at his appearance again, he was bruised and swollen all over his body. He looked like a rotten purple eggplant. He was twitching constantly at this time, white foam was constantly coming out from the corner of his mouth, and his big belly was bulging like it would be at any time. It's as if it's about to explode, it's frightening to watch.

"Is what I want ready?"

"I'm coming!"

Everyone was whispering among themselves, the daughter-in-law of Mr. Wang's family came up with a bowl, a big bowl for soup, filled with soup-like things, someone's eyes were treacherous, and they were shocked at that time Call out, "Mashed garlic?"

That's right, a bowl of mashed garlic.

Old Wang took the mashed garlic and sniffed it, "Open his mouth!"

After saying that, he found a funnel for beating wine, stuffed it into the mouth of old boss Wang, and immediately poured the mashed garlic into Lao Zhao's mouth little by little.

All the spectators subconsciously pursed their lips and dodged for a while, feeling the same way.

But no one spoke, and no one questioned.

Because, the person who did this was a well-known genius doctor in eight villages.

"Uncle Wang, my father won't die with such an irrigation method..."

Old Zhao's son grinned, looking really anxious, but old boss Wang smiled secretly, "I don't know, let's try."

After saying a word, everyone was speechless, and the expressions of the old Mr. Wang's family were wonderful.

Just at this moment, old Wang's stomach rumbled loudly.

"coming!"

Old Wang Boss was talking, and bounced up with a whoosh. Everyone didn't understand what was going on. Old Zhao, who was lying on the step and hardly getting angry, suddenly turned over, took a big gulp, and vomited out !

All of a sudden, there was a flutter of chickens and dogs jumping on both sides of the sick bed!

"Hey, I'm stupid!"

"Crash-"

Look at Lao Zhao again, his mouth is stretched out, like a faucet turned on, acid water keeps coming out of his stomach...

"Oh my god, what the hell is this! What the hell?!"

Someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked for the sound, and they saw that in the foul-smelling gastric juice on the ground, strips of white stuff were writhing crazily together with the residual liquid of garlic paste, which looked like maggots!

"about--"

As if struck by lightning, everyone ran out in no time. Those who ran slowly had already vomited out, and those who were more capable also leaned on the wall and retched!

"Quick, find a basin!"

Mr. Wang asked someone to catch the spit out in a basin. When the family members heard this, they hurried forward holding their noses. the s

After a while, the room smelled so sour that no one could stand.

Everyone held their noses and ran out, but Old Wang, who had two green onions poked on his nose, grinned.

He slapped Lao Zhao on the back fiercely. Lao Zhao coughed a few times and spit out a few more times. At this time, his eyes were straightened. For a moment, "You, you bastard, want to kill me..."

After finishing speaking, he fell down with a plop, his head tilted, and he passed out.

"father--"

Lao Zhao's son came forward crying, and the family quickly chased after him, but Lao Wang waved his hand, looking calmer, "Don't cry, it will take a while, you won't die."

After finishing speaking, Old Wang waved his hands and squatted on the ground. At this time, everyone gathered around and looked at the white maggot-like thing in the basin, all showing surprised expressions.

What the hell is this?

One by one, the whole body is snow-white, very thin, very long, about longer than a finger, but it looks very active and fierce!

"Boss Wang, what is this thing? Isn't this a legendary Gu?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense!"

The old boss Wang waved his hand, "What are you looking at? Is there anything to see, if you have nothing to do, go, go!"

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Seeing that something was wrong, the old Zhao's family hurried forward and said to everyone, "Please come back another day, please come back another day!"

"grandfather!"

Seeing that he was about to be chased away, Wang Xiaoliuer stepped forward, drove forward, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Is it over? If it's over, grandma will tell you to go back to eat!"

"Hey, Uncle Wang, you can't go! I asked someone to prepare the meal!"

The son of Lao Zhao's family has always been good at work. When he heard that he had invited someone all the way and wanted to go back for dinner, he immediately became unhappy and insisted on keeping Lao Zhao to treat him well.

Old Mr. Wang waved his hand, even saying no, but the Zhao family, big and small, didn't know what to do, so they forced Mr. Wang to stay, and even Wang Xiaoliu'er was restrained.

In the evening, Uncle Zhao's condition improved a lot, his stomach was obviously smaller, and the bruise on his body was much lighter. He couldn't eat, and he was extremely weak, even struggling to open his eyes.

The family members poured some sugar water down according to Lao Wan Guo's instructions, and Mr. Zhao fell asleep soon.

Here, the Zhao family made a lot of food and wine, big bones, and braised pork, which were very rich. It could be seen that the Zhao family was sincere.

"Brother Wang, this is our wish."

Old Zhao's son took out 2000 yuan and handed it to Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang waved his hand, wiped the oil on his mouth, and said, "It's not necessary for the folks in the village!"

"Uncle Wang Boss, you must accept this money! Otherwise, we will feel sorry for you!"

"Eh, no, I said no, just don't."

It's not that Mr. Wang has never seen money, so he immediately said, "Our savage ditch is only big in total. The folks in the village must take care of each other, right? Turn around, you go to my place, grab some soup and medicine, and wait for him to wake up." Yes, after taking it for ten and a half months, it’s fine.”

"Old Uncle Wang, look at you!"

"no, I'm fine."

After the old boss finished speaking, he also raised his head, "However, this matter is really strange. Has Lao Zhao eaten something unclean recently? Or, has he offended someone recently?" Old Brother Wang, I just want to ask you for advice on this matter!"

Old Wang and his family looked at each other, and the old lady hurriedly said, "Our old Zhao, what's wrong with this? Could it be, it's really like what they said..."

"Ah, not necessarily."

Mr. Wang thought about it, and coughed twice, "A place like our Savage Ditch used to be a virgin forest, and there were many poisonous insects and wild animals. No one has seen it. If you say that Lao Zhao's problem is deliberately done by someone, it is true. Possibly, but it’s not guaranteed, it was indeed provoked unintentionally... I’m not afraid of anything else, to be honest, both of these are quite troublesome.”

The old boss groaned, "If someone really understands the Gu technique, I'm afraid he won't stop here. If he provokes some kind of poison, it will be even more troublesome. I don't know what's going on."

Old Boss Wang didn't go on talking, and the whole family was furious, "Then, Uncle Old Wang Boss, you don't think we understand this, why don't you bother?"

"This……"

Old Boss Wang hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Let me try."

That night, Mr. Wang inquired carefully about Uncle Zhao's situation, and went around the courtyard of Mr. Zhao's house a few times.

But in the end, nothing unusual was found, until it was dark, and when he got to the butcher shop at the entrance of the village, old boss Wang felt something was wrong.

The butcher's shop is relatively simple, without any special things, just a simple big shed, a few large water tanks, chopping boards, hanging piles, and a rattan chair that is not half new or old, which is Lao Zhao's favorite. Love, in normal times, you can always see Lao Zhao smiling here while drinking a little wine to smoke himself into a little red face, while waving a cattail fan and laughing and joking with the passing villagers.

"My father was here when he was sick."

Old Wang’s son pointed to the rattan chair, “Seeing that he didn’t come back at night, I felt puzzled. When I came to see him, he was already dead. He was lying on the ground, and the rattan chair was overturned. I don’t know. It was not by the hands of thieves."

"Ah."

Old Boss Wang nodded, turned on the torch, and walked around the butcher's shop, but found nothing unusual. At this time, he found that Wang Xiaoliuer was squatting on the east side of the butcher's shop. Near a stone trough, he was looking at something with his butt pouted.

"Xiao Liuer, what are you looking at?"

"Grandpa, there is movement here."

Wang Xiaoliuer pointed with his hand.

Hearing this, Mr. Wang was taken aback for a moment, and then walked over.

The two of you have been together for a long time, and the old man Wang Xiaoliu knows Wang Xiaoliu very well. Wang Xiaoliu's five senses are far better than ordinary people, and he can understand no matter how small the movement is. In all likelihood, he won't run away.

Old Mr. Wang held a flashlight in his hand and took a photo under the stone trough. He saw that there was still a lot of blood stains in the stone trough. It seemed to be a place where animals were bled. All dark red.

The unusual thing is that in the dark red soil under the stone trough, it is not too obvious, but it can be vaguely seen that it is slightly raised.

The soil is relatively fluffy, like a hole made by ants, but it is obviously bigger.

What's even more strange is that this pork stall is a place where pigs are slaughtered, and the smell of blood is very strong. When it's hot, flies buzz around, but for some reason, not a single fly or mosquito can be seen around here!