Under his bed was an earthenware jar wrapped in black cloth. The lid of the jar was tightly covered, and there was a piece of yellow paper taped to the jar. On the paper, there was a scrawled word "Emperor" written in cinnabar.

This is the talisman posted on the jar by Master Sanwu. At this moment, the talisman is gently swaying along with Yang Yongxian's snoring. If someone is lying under the bed, he will definitely feel that the jar is expanding. There is a faint light flickering inside the jar, as if

Something wants to break free from the shackles of this jar and escape.

The word "Edict" on the yellow paper suddenly lit up, and the charm stuck tightly to the body of the jar. The power that was about to move in the jar instantly subsided, and everything returned to calm.

Yang Yongxian had no idea about all this. He turned over and changed his position, continuing to hug the pillow and let out a few satisfied murmurs.

Night comes again.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing specially wore cloaks tonight and were waiting by the river early.

When the moon gradually rose into the sky, a big frog jumped over.

Sure enough, it was Yang Yongqing again.

"I've seen it, and there's no one following him." Luo Fengtang said solemnly.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Do it!"

We can't let him continue to drink raw water from the river. If he keeps drinking like this, he will have to give himself up sooner or later!

The two men took out the ropes they had prepared in advance, pounced on him from the left and right, and tied Yang Yongqing tightly in three strokes.

Yang Yongqing screamed and slapped the ground with both hands and feet, really like a big frog trying to struggle out of the rope.

"He's so strong, it seems like the rope can't control him!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang said: "I remember when I went out to catch a frog, I used a light to cover it and it stopped moving!"

He grabbed the wind lantern next to him, lit it, and held it up to Yang Yongqing's eyes.

Yang Yongqing puffed out his cheeks and tried his best to widen his toad eyes. He was really staring at the wind lantern in a daze.

However, Yang Ruoqing hit him on the neck with a knife from behind. Yang Yongqing's eyelids turned white and he fainted.

"How did you knock him out?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Turn out the lantern casually.

Yang Ruoqing flicked her wrist, "Isn't your hand tired from holding up the lantern all the time? It's easier to knock her unconscious."

Luo Fengtang smiled. My daughter-in-law did something simple and crude, but very useful.

"Let's go, first send it to Taoist Priest Yuan at the Taoist Temple." He said, then he picked up Yang Yongqing and walked quickly to the Taoist Temple.

In the Taoist temple.

After hearing the purpose of his visit, Daochang Yuan saw Yang Yongqing, who was already awake on the ground but jumping all over the room and croaking. Even though Daochang Yuan had a lot of experience and often dealt with some weird things, this moment was an eye-opener for him again.

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"I'm ashamed to say that this is the first time I've seen a poor Taoist in this situation." Taoist priest Yuan said truthfully.

"If he behaves strangely, is afraid of light, is lethargic, or is irritable, irritable and prone to crying, or talks nonsense and says things that dead people often say, then you can also consider the yin aspect."

"It's just that his behavior is like that of a frog, which is puzzling. Could it be that... he collided with something?"

"Collision?" Yang Ruoqing savored the word carefully.

Taoist priest Yuan then explained: "Just like a while ago, the son of Zhao Dagou's family in your village, Zhao Xiaomao, suddenly had a fever and was talking nonsense. The medicine was useless. Later, he brought the child to me and took a look at it. The child threw himself into the pond.

When he peed, he just hit the water god, so he was punished."

"Later, we devised a plan and went to the shore to burn incense paper and send offerings. Zhao Xiaomao returned to normal the next day."

Yang Ruoqing also heard about this matter.

There was an uproar in the village a while ago.

The reason was that Zhao Dagou's mother-in-law was washing herself in the pond, and her one-year-old son Zhao Xiaomao was playing beside it.

When the child wanted to pee, the mother-in-law picked him up and dipped him in the water. When he returned, the child became ill.

Zhao Dagou and his wife were burning incense paper and placing offerings by the pond, and they happened to be bumped into by someone, and the news came out.

"So, it's possible that my little cousin bumped into the water god? Otherwise, why would he be punished by turning into a frog and lying by the river drinking water every day and night?"

Yang Ruoqing asked again, look at this belly, it was originally flat, but his figure is still well maintained among the crowd of men.

But after drinking water last night, his stomach was so full that it was about to explode. If this wasn't the water god's punishment, what could it be?

Daochang Yuan touched the beard on his chin, followed the croaking Yang Yongqing, and shook his head, "It looks like it, but it doesn't look like it. I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't explain it..."

Taoist priest Yuan wanted to have more time to study Yang Yongqing, but Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang hurried to the pasture to watch the night, so they left Yang Yongqing with Taoist priest Yuan temporarily and let Taoist priest Yuan continue to study.

In addition, when Yang Yongqing wakes up tomorrow morning, they will come to pick him up and take him back to the village. They will tell him the truth and let him recall what he did and which gods and Buddhas he collided with.

pasture.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were guarding the area. It was very quiet, and even the sound of snoring could be heard from Yang Huazhong and Sun's house.

"We're wearing a lot of clothes tonight, and we've brought hot water with us. We can find a place with deep grass and shelter from the wind to take a nap later."

Yang Ruoqing suggested.

Soon Luo Fengtang found a place. The two of them were lying together in the deep grass. Yang Ruoqing rested on Luo Fengtang's arm. When she raised her head, she could see the stars and the moon above her head.

This time and space is an agricultural society, without the pollution of modern industry. The starry sky at night is really clear and beautiful. Breathing into the chest = every breath of air in the lungs is fresh and sweet.

The two talked a lot about each other, and Yang Ruoqing gradually became confused.

"If you're sleepy, close your eyes and go to sleep." Luo Fengtang tightened her cloak and said softly.

Yang Ruoqing didn't respond, her eyes had been closed.

Luo Fengtang held her in his arms with one hand and put the other hand behind his head. He smelled the fragrance in her hair and sighed comfortably, as if he had returned to his boyhood. At that time, they spent many such starry nights.

Just like this, we lay together in our clothes, watching the stars and the moon, and thinking about the future.

Now, in the future, they have everything, and their life is really contented.

In the night wind, there was a faint discordant sound.

Luo Fengtang lay there, frowning slightly to catch the direction of the wind coming from the sound.

Yang Ruoqing also quietly opened her eyes.

"It's a woman's cry." She said softly.

Luo Fengtang lowered his eyes and glanced at her in his arms, wondering when she woke up.

"I woke up when that woman cried for the first time."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly spoke again and sat up. In the night wind, her voice was suppressed very low: "The sound... seemed to be coming from the direction of Changping Village, crying along the river bank, and coming towards Jiangjiapo...
Chapter completed!