Epigenetic

Lou Mingyue, who was forced to listen to other people's privacy, was somewhat helpless, but fortunately, he was not very familiar with this family, nor did he understand their winding inside story and relationship.

Ben was about to go back to the house, but found that Aunt Li and Ding Ping were chatting emotionally in the room, and they were quietly wiping away tears. Lou Mingyue didn't want to disturb her, so she could only stay where she was.

At this time, another couple came next door. When they entered the door, they wanted to worship the uncle. They were hurriedly picked up and cried, saying that they came from a long way, just to ask the father-in-law to save someone's life.

It turned out that they had a child in his twenties who was working in M ​​City. Ten days ago, he had an accident on a construction site. He was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and spent all his money in the intensive care unit, but he still hasn’t woken up. The Daoist of Hui Village is very capable and well-known far and wide, so he found the village after many inquiries.

There were quite a few visitors of this kind, and Uncle Fan was no stranger to it, he didn't say whether it was okay or not, he just looked at the husband a few times and then asked a few questions.

"The construction site in the south of M City? Drunk, climbed up to the top floor, stumbled and fell down?"

The husband had a stiff expression and trembled when he heard these words. They didn't mention the details that Daogong asked just now, but the people in front of him knew it at the first sight. My son can be saved.

Fan Bo shook his head at the next sentence and said, "I can't lose my life, but I can't wake up either."

These words made the two of them unacceptable, the woman cried her heart out and refused to let go, she blamed her son for being so young, and blamed her father for being cruel, seeing them sad and dying.

The two villagers who had just set up the bamboo boat wanted to drag them away, but they were stopped by Fan Bo, who let her cry enough before saying: "His life has already been saved, otherwise there will be no death on the spot if he falls." gone."

This made the woman suspicious, and she shed her tears: "Who saved it? My son was the only one who was sent to the hospital that day. How could he have such a poor end after being rescued? Then why didn't the rescuer die or get hurt? Are you running away now?"

Fan Bo said, "How do you know he's not dead or injured?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and gradually turned her face, showing vigilance that she was afraid of being blackmailed: "You old man is simply incomprehensible, you have no ability to save people, and you talk nonsense, why are you so calm? You want us to pay compensation Jin? Who introduced you to a liar, playing tricks and talking nonsense!"

After the words fell, the villagers on both sides pushed away and left complaining, but it was her man who stood still, with hesitation on his face.

Uncle Fan was not angry when he saw this, he just told him softly: "You have to persuade your wife to order, if you insist, you will die in a coma."

The husband hesitated: "Really... really someone saved my baby?"

Fan Bo said: "You can go to the construction site where the accident happened to inquire more if you want to, someone will always see it."

Husband: "Then... is the other person okay? Alive?"

Fan Bo sighed, but said nothing.

When he found that the husband also distorted his expression, Uncle Fan said: "Even if you are alive, you will be fine in the future. So no one asks for your compensation, but since you know this favor, you don't have to repay it, but you can't forget it." You can't believe it."

After finishing speaking, no matter what the other party thinks, let the people around you see off the guests.

When the courtyard became quiet again, some villagers saw that Mr. Dao had taken the waterpipe and smoked without saying a word, as if they were afraid that he would be angry, they stepped forward to comfort him in a low voice.That man and Fanbo looked eight points alike, so he should be his son.

Uncle Fan smiled faintly after hearing this: "I'm sorry, different people have different fates."

The son said: "I know, you told me that some people have a bad life, while others have a heavy life."

Uncle Fan nodded: "ninety-nine out of ten people are short-lived. If they suffer a little disaster, their souls will be lost. However, the life of the one in a thousand is expensive and heavy. It will be hurt and hurt again before the end of life. , even if you lose your breath, as long as the shell is not broken, the soul can turn back after flying around, and no one can drag it away."

"Actually, it's not impossible to save the poor-fated child of the couple. Find someone who is deadly to take care of him. If the original shell can be used, live in the original shell. If the original shell is not used, it will be broken. Do a ritual, and then Find him a new shell, and then let the deadly person stay by his side for a whole year, and help him block all kinds of hardships, and he will recover naturally. But the deadly person doesn’t owe him anything, it doesn’t make sense Being consumed like this. So, everyone has their own luck, and they can't be forced..."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Fan took another puff of his cigarette, slowly turned his head to the next door, and met the stunned young man on the fence.

I don't know if he knew someone was here earlier, or because the village masters were calm, Fan Bo knocked on the bamboo hookah and smiled leisurely at it.

Probably because Lou Mingyue looks young, Fan Bo is like talking to a child: "Do you have any questions to ask?"

Lou Mingyue's eye-opening was really opened up by the words just now, but the education he had received since he was a child made him not really believe it, and it was more likely that he had watched a rural mythological drama by himself.

Lou Mingyue shook her head.

About to leave, he suddenly turned around and said, "Is there really a ghost in this world, or is there a god? Is it a ghost or a god that appeared in my hotel room in the middle of the night?"

Ding Ping, who had finally finished exchanging greetings with Aunt Li, heard this sentence just as he entered the courtyard, and was almost scared to death by the raised earth slope.

Ding Ping: "What, what?"

Lou Mingyue, who was heard by him, was a little guilty, and when she saw that uncle smiling at him again, she simply told the truth about the strange movements that she encountered in the middle of the night a few nights ago: "I don't believe in those ghosts, but they are very Strange and unexplainable by science."

Ding Ping looked at him with admiration: "Young master, aren't you afraid?"

Lou Mingyue nodded and then shook her head: "I was a little scared on the first day, and later, I was also scared the day I met a thief, but that ghost, no, that god... I don't know what it is anyway, so I just came around at night, He didn't do anything, and seemed to drive the bad guys away for me, so I wasn't so afraid. I think, if there is a supernatural phenomenon, he probably didn't want to harm me." It seemed to protect him.

Ding Ping was convinced: "And...there are thieves here? You didn't tell me!"

Lou Mingyue avoided Ding Ge's accusing eyes, and looked at Fan Bo pretending not to see.

Fan Bo is not like ordinary clergymen who spread metaphysics when they catch an ordinary person. He said: "That's it. There are gods and ghosts... If you believe it, you have it. If you don't believe it, you don't have it. If you think it's good for you, yes. It doesn't matter whether a god is a ghost." Then he called the people in the courtyard to build a bamboo boat.

These words are mysterious, Lou Mingyue pondered for a while but was interrupted by Ding Ping who still didn't give up, and as expected, he began to earnestly ask him to move out of that poor place and choose another place to live.He even sacrificed Lou Mingjue, saying that if Lou Mingyue ignored him, he could only complain to their chairman.

Lou Mingyue also had countermeasures, saying that even if she was looking for a house, she would wait until she had seen it in person after returning from Minghui Village.

"Besides, my brother is going to country B to discuss business tomorrow. This project is very big. Let's not disturb him. Why don't we wait for him to finish his work."

Ding Ping was speechless: "Young master..."

Lou Mingyue pretended to be stupid, and pointed to the door: "Look, Aunt Li is here, and brought you something nice."

……

The guest house is on the coast, and the climate by the sea is changeable. It is still sunny in the afternoon, and it rains heavily in the evening.

Lou Mingyue stood by the window and looked at the waterlogged courtyard. Hearing that the annual regulations would be held tomorrow, she worried about the villagers, worrying that the rain would not stop overnight.

In the dark, I vaguely noticed something struggling under the eaves, and after a closer look, I could see that it was a little milk dog, as if injured somewhere, whimpering in pain and drowning in the wind and rain.

Before Lou Mingyue was in a hurry, someone walked out of the next room before him, picked up the thing and looked through it like garbage.

Seeing him holding the dog upside down and acting violently, Lou Mingyue, who didn't intend to be nosy, couldn't stand it and opened the door and stepped forward.

He said the second sentence since he met the boy.

Lou Mingyue: "Its foot is broken, it will hurt even more if you lift it like this."

The head of the person standing in front of him was wrapped in a thick bandage. It was Xiaoyan, an "old neighbor and old acquaintance" dragged here by his uncle.

Xiaoyan snorted and handed the dog back, sarcastically: "Then you come?"

Lou Mingyue was also polite, turned around and took a small medicine box from the room.Even if he didn't bring any money since he was a child, he would never forget to bring this thing.Taking the bandage and hemostatic cotton from inside, Lou Mingyue took the puppy and treated the wound on its foot in a decent manner.

It's a pity that the great sense of justice couldn't make up for the lack of technology. Not only did he stumble, but his hand was also cut a deep hole by the scissors when the puppy was struggling.

"Hmm..." Lou Mingyue held back and didn't shout out.

And when he looked up, he managed to see a bright mockery in the half-small eyes of the person in front of him.

Lou Mingyue pursed her mouth in frustration.

As if she had seen enough of his bewilderment, Xiaoyan roughly snatched back the bandage from the dog and Lou Mingyue's hands.

Seeing his actions of disinfecting and stopping the bleeding in one go, Lou Mingyue realized later that she seemed to have seen this person change the medicine on her head in a hotel.

It seems that he has encountered an expert in this area.

The medical kit was used up, and Lou Mingyue wanted to get it back, but his gesture of reaching out seemed to have caused some misunderstanding, and the boy grabbed his hand, stared at him with disgust, and reluctantly watched for him Wound.

Xiaoyan was annoyed: "You don't know how to be polite."

Lou Mingyue wanted to say that he didn't mean to ask this person for help, but when he had time to refute these few words, they took care of his wound.

Lou Mingyue could only shut up.

Looking at Xiaoyan up close, Lou Mingyue was a little shocked by the severity of his injury.After so many days, the face is still swollen, the skin is still extremely swollen, bruised and congested, and it doesn't look better at all.But it didn't get worse, and the wound seemed to have stagnated, which was also strange.

But no matter how it is in this sultry climate, it must be painful and uncomfortable for him to live like this day by day.Lou Mingyue suddenly couldn't bear it, and felt admiration and curiosity that this person could move so freely.When I was in brain surgery, I was used to seeing many patients with head injuries. Such a serious injury would have to be in the ICU. This boy's vitality is too strong.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that the wound had already been treated. The person in front of him seemed to be waiting for how long he could stay. Seeing that he had come back to life, he scolded disdainfully: "Stupid."

Lou Mingyue didn't get angry with him, but thanked him instead.

But the boy glanced at the dog at his hand, and said reluctantly: "There is nothing to save this kind of thing. If you don't save it, its life is so cheap that it can't die if you want to. You go to save it. It will be crippled, why not save it?" No help."

Lou Mingyue felt that the boy was speaking so meanly, and suddenly realized something, looked at the puppy's injury, and looked at the person in front of him, and softened his tone.

He said: "He can't die, not because of his cheap life, but because of his stubbornness and tenacity. And, so what if he is disabled, isn't a sick and disabled life worthy of living?"

If any elders with a little knowledge go here, they will definitely be amused by the high-spirited talks about life by these two young teenagers.But they are very serious, serious about their current lives of only a dozen years.

To Lou Mingyue's words, Xiaoyan only sneered, the corners of her mouth curled up as if mocking him for not knowing the sufferings of the world, so why would she say such a thing.

Sure enough, Xiaoyan said: "What qualifications do people who dare not sleep even a little bit of wind have to talk about stubbornness?"

It was rare for Lou Mingyue to talk about her life with someone, but the subject was suddenly changed, and she couldn't understand how this person knew that she was too frightened to sleep by the cold wind in the middle of the night.

In the end, I decided not to argue with him.

After placing the puppy on the soft grass at the corner of the corridor, Lou Mingyue returned to the room.

With the help of the headlights, I raised my hand and realized that the middle finger was tied with a big bow.

Lou Mingyue: "?"