I asked Pan Ying: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, I just think he has a bad face and doesn't look like a good person."

"You can still look at photos?" I said wonder.

Pan Ying shook her head, "Although our Di family has its own secret technique, it is not good at physiognomy. However, my first feeling about this person is not very good. I have never missed it when I see people."

If she didn't say the following words, I would have to ask her what she felt. As soon as she said the next sentence, I would shut up.

I don’t know if Di Jinlian has been lost for a long time before, and has really forgotten some things. She has not missed the person? If she has not missed the person, how could she lead the wolf into the house and be destroyed by the moon white long robe?

When I got into the car, I heard Lao Huatou speak with a Northeast accent, and I also pulled the tail tone and said nothing, "Uncle, why did you close the business?"

"Hey, you haven't seen how old I am? I've been grinding sesame oil for most of my life and can't dry it. So, my eldest son just gave me a big grandson after the New Year. I'll deal with this, and I'll go back to my hometown to take my grandson."

The house that Lao Huatou rented is indeed not far away. When he arrived at the place, his home was really being settled.

Seeing that he brought out a plastic bucket of about ten kilograms of sesame oil, I hurriedly said I couldn't use so much.

Unexpectedly, the old slip-on squeezed at me, "Hehe, I'll go back to my hometown after that, and I can't take it away. Why not give it to you all. In addition to treating cervical aches, you have to cook at home, right? I'm really good small grinding sesame oil, and it won't be bad, so you can take it back and use it slowly."

After talking all the way, I was a little familiar with it. After hearing what he said, I had to take out my wallet.

Seeing that I wanted to give money, the old slip-on waved his hand and said, "Hey, I said I won't charge money. Why are you like this?"

Finally, he added another sentence, "I have a good sesame oil, which is different from the ones sold in the store. It has real ingredients and can usually be sold for more than 60 per catty."

My heart skipped a beat, and then I looked at Lao Huatou saying he didn't have money, but his eyes kept tilting into my wallet. I thought, no wonder he called "Lao Huatou". This guy turned over the sesame oil that was about thirty yuan usually and sold it to me.

He returned to the car with oil. Dou Dabao looked at the meat pancake while gnawing on it, "I'll go, why give this big bucket? It's not too old or young. Not to mention, the smell of oil is real, I can smell the fragrance from a distance."

I said angrily: "It's not fragrant or not, it's really a good thing. It costs me six hundred yuan in just this barrel of oil!"

I turned to Pan Ying and saw her smiling, I couldn't help but laugh, "You are really right. That old slippery man is not a good old man. If you don't show off your mountain and don't leak, you will trick me."

"Damn it, I'm treating us as a sucker." Dou Dabao laughed and scolded, "Since he is so old, we don't have the same knowledge as him. Anyway, it's enough to be oil-free. If we can't use it, I will just send more to my father. Those who open restaurants are indispensable."

Before he finished speaking, two cold snorted sounds came at the same time.

One is Jinghai, the other is Pan Ying.

Pan Ying said coldly: "This is not a good oil."

Jinghai also said: "From the time when he took out a handful of oil barrels just now, I smelled something wrong. The sesame oil is mixed with human bone oil!"

"Human bone oil?"

I was startled and hurriedly went to the mouth of the bucket to smell it. The sesame oil smelled the most, but how could I smell other things?

Pan Ying said: "Human bone oil tastes very light, and ordinary people cannot smell it, but ghosts can easily feel it. In the early years, shaman witch doctors in Northeast China often used human bone oil to expel evil and cure diseases. Among my secret techniques of Di family, there are similar methods to use human bone oil."

Ji Yayun was so scared that his face turned pale, but at this moment he couldn't help but say, "The shaman wouldn't use this scary thing!"

I said, "There are many kinds of shamans. Your understanding of shamanism is derived from Juanzi's inheritance. Her sect should be considered orthodox, so you don't know that there is such an evil technique."

I asked Jinghai if I could tell whether the human bone oil in this sesame oil is a living or a dead person.

Jinghai said confidently that this is just the oil squeezed from dead bones. It is not a harmful thing to say that sesame oil is mixed with human bone oil. Sesame oil mixed with human bone oil will have a more fragrant smell than ordinary sesame oil. Moreover, if people eat more, ordinary wandering ghosts dare not approach it.

I was disgusted by hearing this, but I felt a little relieved.

I don’t agree with using human bone oil to drive away evil spirits, but if that old man really kills people for selling more oil, he can’t ignore it.

I asked Jinghai: "Can this oil still cure the disease?"

Jinghai said: "People who know the inside story will not eat this oil, but it is better to treat cervical ulcers. Moreover, this thing is more effective than ordinary medicinal oil. Just before treating the woman, you'd better place the souls of the old and young first, otherwise they will smell it, but they will suffer."

When he returned to the city village, Pan Ying seemed to be overwhelmed and fell asleep in a chair. Dou Dabao couldn't bear to give up on her for a moment, so he could only walk to the kowtow's "home" with Ji Yayun and I.

When I arrived at the abandoned house, I asked Ji Yayun to look at the oil barrel outside first.

I was caught in the door as soon as I entered the door, so I became more careful this time and bit the tip of my tongue with my teeth in advance.

Although he was prepared, he was still shocked by the scene before him after entering the door.

The kang in the house was gone, but there was an extra large chopping board for slaughtering pigs and selling meat. There were a pile of bloody flesh and bones on the chopping board, and a big man with a naked upper body, full of flesh and a fierce face, holding an axe in his forehand and chopping meat.

I knew it was an illusion, so I quickly bit my tongue hard, and the bloody scene disappeared in front of me with the pain, and the room changed back to the previous scene.

The kowtower seemed to know that I saw the vision and nodded at me apologetically, while the sick woman supported her body and apologized to me again, saying that the arrangement at the door was just to prevent someone from driving away their family.

I thought to myself that this family is really tricky. Just drawing a talisman on the plastic sheet can make people see different scenes. Here, a broken house to be demolished was turned into a haunted house. Who dares to drive them away?

I am not uncurious about the identity of the kowtow worm, but there seems to be no need to ask the bottom of it. I came with kindness, so don’t ask about the future. But do good things and just send them to the West.

I told the sick woman that I could try to treat her, but it might not be cured well. The cure was brought, but before that, I would meet other people first.

Anyone outsiders will find this strange because there are only three of us in the empty and broken house.

But the kowtower knew what I was referring to. After hesitating, he turned over and got off the kang, limped to the end of the kang, and dragged out a worn-out suitcase.

Seeing that he looked at me with a little panic, I sighed and said:

"I don't know why you are carrying so many 'people' that do not belong to this world, but as long as they don't harm people, I will not hurt them."

The sick woman hurriedly said, "They are all our family and have never harmed anyone."

I thought the box was filled with spirit cards at most, but as soon as the box was opened, I was stunned.
Chapter completed!