I followed Lao Huobo all the way to two wooden houses beside the forest farm. I entered one of them. Seeing the situation inside, I was stunned.

When there was a door panel horizontally on the ground of the door, there was a person lying on the door panel, but it was not Lao Jun. After careful identification, it turned out to be Ding Minghao!

After a few days of sight, he was already thinner and lost, completely like a layer of skin wrapped in a frame of bones.

He lay naked on the door panel, his eyes closed, but his chest still had less obvious ups and downs.

What surprised me was that his originally bulging belly was gone, leaving only a pile of wrinkled skin.

There was actually a hole over two inches long on the wrinkled skin, like a knife cut. As the dark blood gushed out, the whole room was filled with a pungent stench.

There was also a man and a woman in the room. The man was about fifties and the woman was in her early twenties, so I didn’t even know him.

I didn't bother to ask Ding Minghao why he was here, and there was no Lao Jun left and right. I hurriedly asked Lao Huo's back: "Where is my old uncle?"

"Xu Huo... is here?!"

I was shocked by the sudden sound. It was Lao Jun!

But why is there only sound?

What about others?

My heart sank and I shouted in a trembling voice: "Uncle Jun, where are you?"

My brain was in chaos, and I even forgot that I had opened my eyes, for fear that the old army would only hear the sound and not see the person, but that something had happened...

"I'm down..." Lao Jun's voice sounded again.

This time I heard it clearly, and the sound actually came from under the door panel!

I hurriedly squatted down and looked down the door panel, and I was completely confused.

Four bricks are placed on the four corners of the door panel, and there is a brick gap between them and the ground.

Through the gap, I saw Lao Jun lying under the door panel... He was buried in the soil, with only one face exposed!

"What are you doing?" I was anxious to move the door panel away.

But the old army said anxiously: "Don't move! I'm sending the starving ghost to death. After noon today, it's fine!"

"Starting ghost?" I was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ding Minghao on the door panel, and understood what was going on.

Last time Ding Minghao found the game, I realized that he was possessed by a starving ghost. The starving ghost is an extremely difficult one among the hundreds of ghosts, and there is even a special hungry ghost path among the six realms.

I had a bad impression of Ding Minghao, so I only drew three soul-suppressing talismans for him to suppress the ghost energy and asked him to find a master to treat him as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, the person he was looking for was Lao Jun!

Lao Jun was a military doctor in the army in his early years. Every time he drank too much, he would tell me about his affairs when he joined the army.

One of the things I know most is that when he participated in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, he once treated a ghost in the deep mountains and forests of Vietnam.

Lao Jun is not a bragging person. I believe what he said, but he is just a wild path that cannot be wilder than anything else. How can he use it to deal with starving ghosts?

How could Ding Minghao come to him... Why did he come to the forest farm?

The old man squatted down with a hunchback and said to Lao Jun under the door panel: "Old man, can you still hold on?"

"It's okay." Lao Jun said it was okay, but these two words were trembling.

The old hunchback glanced at me and sighed, "It's been three days now, I only drink some rice soup every day. No matter how good my body is, I can't help but toss it like this."

"Three days?" I took a deep breath.

It is already late autumn, and it has rained a few times in a row. I feel cold when I wear less during the day, let alone at night.

The old army actually buried himself in the soil for three days...

"You're making a fool of yourself!" I got angry at Lao Jun for the first time.

He looked back at the man and woman, and was even more angry. These two people were probably Ding Minghao's family.

Damn, your life is fate, but other people's lives are not fate?

The old man is so old that he actually watches him bury himself underground for three days!

I took out the Bagua mirror from my bag, drew a Taoist talisman on it, and turned the mirror to look at Ding Minghao.

After just one look, my heart skipped a beat.

The starving ghost is no longer on him, but why is the evil aura on his head still so heavy?

And looking from the Bagua Mirror, in addition to the dark clouds covering the top, there seemed to be a red halo attached to it.

I didn't bother to think too much, so I picked up the brush and dipped it in cinnabar, drew a talisman on Ding Minghao's forehead and dry chest, and reached out to move the door panel.

"What do you want to do? Don't move!" The middle-aged man suddenly grabbed me.

"What the hell do you know how old Uncle Jun is? If he continues like this, he will die! Is your life the life?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across the man's face, but he still pulled me tightly and said embarrassedly:

"It's been three days, and the matter will be over in two hours. If you do this now, then all your efforts will be wasted."

"Fart! You can't wait for a minute!" I shook him away in annoyance, but was grabbed by my other hands.

The young woman pulled my sleeve and sternly said, "You are kind-hearted, why are you unreasonable?"

"I'll go fuck you!"

I suddenly shook off her hand and overturned the bed board and Ding Minghao above it to the ground regardless.

The two of them exclaimed and hurriedly rushed over to help him.

Seeing Lao Jun’s appearance clearly, my tears almost fell.

His face was pale, not bloody at all, and his lips were cracked.

I was anxious to pull him out of the soil, but I found that he was holding a spirit card in his arms, which read the words "Not Nameless Poor Man".

For some reason, when I saw this tablet, I suddenly had a bad feeling.

"You're messing around!" Lao Jun stomped his feet and said, "If you hold on for a while, this child will be fine. If you do it, I'll be in vain for the past three days!"

I helped him into the chair, took the spirit card, and took a closer look.

What else did Lao Jun want to say? I threw the spirit card to the ground, "Don't be stubborn! Look at how you are? You know that you are doing it nonsense. There is nothing on this tablet! You are just messing around!"

Lao Jun was stunned for a moment, "Nothing?"

I shook my head and saw that his clothes were soaked in the moisture from the ground, so I hurriedly helped him take them off.

The old hunchback carried a charcoal stove and handed over his clothes: "Come on for him quickly! Grill it quickly and warm it up!"

"Dad, brother is awake!"

Following the woman's voice, Ding Minghao opened his eyes.

"Xu Huo, am I fine?" He also saw me, and his eyes were a little more energetic than when he saw him last time.

I said coldly: "I will help you draw talismans to save your life. I want you to find a master to treat you. Why are you doing harming an old man?"

Lao Jun said: "It's not his business, I want to help him myself."

"Why are you short of money? Tell me about it!"

"It's not that I'm short of money!" Lao Jun shook his head and pointed at Ding Minghao and said, "He is the child of my wife and uncle's family."

I asked him to rest well, and I will deal with Ding Minghao's affairs.

Lao Jun asked if it would delay my formal work.

I smiled bitterly and said no.

I got up and wanted to take Ding Minghao back to the shop on the back street.

He suddenly asked his sister: "You called Zhang Ping and asked her to come?"

His sister was stunned and shook her head and said, "No, I'm wondering why she found her, and she said such strange things."

"What? Are you talking to that woman?" The old hunchback suddenly widened his one-eyed eyes.

Ding Minghao's sister frowned and looked at him with disgust, "She is my brother's girlfriend, not a monster."
Chapter completed!