"Uncle?" The little girl stared at those smart eyes and looked at Ji Duan behind him. Ji Duan seemed to have never been looked up and down like this before, and she always felt uncomfortable.

He didn't know how to respond to the little girl's eyes, so he could only grin and say hello.

"Okay, then come in." The little girl let them go into the courtyard. The courtyard is only about 30 square meters. Compared with the courtyard of Zhao's and Li's family, it can only be used for drying clothes. It can also support a pot, which is usually used to cook simple meals for grandparents and grandchildren.

"Don't touch that dress, come with me." The little girl avoided the weeds that burrowed out of the gaps in the green bricks on the ground, and ran in the direction of the wooden building. The silver bells tied between her ankles rang out with her movements. The sound is crisp, not harsh, but very nice.

Xie Jin silently followed at the end of the team. He looked at the little girl's petite back, and finally found out where the sense of disobedience came from.

Why are there tall wooden buildings in the deep mountains in the north? Let's not talk about how to avoid the cold in winter. Even now, the temperature in the deep mountains at night can make people shiver.

Moreover, the little girl who led the way in front of her should have a southern appearance. Although she was wearing commoner clothes, the silver bells she wore between her hands and feet were not traditional Manchu accessories, but more like the styles of southern minorities.

Xie Jin subconsciously looked at Ji Duan and Wen Liang. The two of them didn't seem to notice these details, and they still followed behind to the wooden building. Wen Liang, who was walking in the front, was even talking to the little girl, as if these were integrated into the southern mountains in the north. Elements do not exist the same.

"Do you and grandma live here alone? It's amazing that you take care of the elderly alone." Wen Liang chatted with the little girl, and Zhao Li beside him was completely ignored by him.

Zhao Yan tried to interject several times, but he couldn't get into the topic of the little girl and Wen Liang. In the end, he could only follow behind with a gloomy old face, as if he was in a very bad mood.

The ecological environment of the small courtyard is almost integrated with the surrounding mountains and forests. There is a small bamboo forest in the corner of the courtyard. As long as the wind passes over the courtyard, there will be a rustling sound.

They followed the little girl to the tall bamboo building. There were several pickle jars on the stone row below the bamboo building, and there were still some traces of fresh soil on the jar cover.

Perhaps it was because of the extra glances, the little girl stopped and raised her eyebrows at Wen Liang: "Are you hungry? If I can really cure my grandma, maybe I can keep you two for dinner."

"Okay." Wen Liang did not refuse, but readily agreed. He turned his hand behind his back and made an OK gesture to Xie Jin and Ji Duan, then followed the little girl up the steps.

The house is not big, and the interior decoration is very simple. If it weren't for the temperature, Xie Jin would still be in a trance for a moment, thinking that they were in a minority village in Guangxi.

Facing them up the stairs was a complete black-haired pigskin. don't know what method was used. The pigskin was kept alive, and the eyeballs made of glass balls seemed to be staring at them, the outsiders.

In the old wooden cabinet next to it, there are also some strange-shaped utensils on display, which can be vaguely recognized by their basic shapes as drums and bells.

"You guys will be quieter for a while, my grandma is very sensitive to sounds." The little girl gently lifted the curtains with complex patterns, and a windowless room appeared in the sight of several people.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and some unknown spices were lit, so could vaguely see an old lady kneeling on the bed, her face was not clearly visible due to the haze, but she had already sensed someone was coming.

"Droktada?" The old voice trembled a little, but some people couldn't understand what he said. The old lady's face turned to the other people with precision, "Who are they?"

"Grandma, they're here to help you see a doctor." The little girl named Droktada tiptoed over to the old lady, she picked up the wooden comb on the side and gently cleaned the old lady's silver hair, "Do your legs still hurt? ?"

The old lady was chattering again, Xie Jin and the three looked at each other. Although they didn't understand what she was saying, they understood that it was Manchu.

"Droktada? Is that your name?" Wen Liang followed the little girl's instructions and walked to the old lady's bed, "This is your grandma."

The little girl nodded. She still spoke Chinese with the old lady, "Grandma, this person said it can cure your leg disease, so I let them in."

The old lady raised her head only now. There was no sunlight in the confined space, only a few spots of incense, and you could vaguely see the old lady's face.

Wen Liang let out a "huh", and he saw that the old lady's eyes turned out to be almost white blue, and her gray pupils had no focus. The old lady seemed to be a blind person who could not see things.

"My grandma can't see it, so there are no lights in the room." Droktada is very quick, she quickly manages the old lady's silver hair obediently. It's not a barrier to action for her.

Putting the wooden comb back in its original position, Droktada helped the old lady who had not spoken for a long time to sit on the edge of the bed, "My grandma slipped when she went upstairs just now, and she seems to have injured her leg bone."

"Let me see, Old Ji, give me a light." Wen Liang squatted down in front of the bed, not forgetting to greet the two behind him to provide a light source.

Ji Duan took out the wolf tooth flashlight from his bag. The moment the flashlight was turned on, the entire small room was flooded with white light, and the skin of the old lady under the light became even paler. The full old lady looks to be in her eighties.

Pulling up the old lady's trouser legs to her knees, Wen Liang stroked the slightly shriveled calf. The old lady trembled slightly, not knowing whether it was pain or fear, and she didn't make a sound during the whole process of Wen Liang's examination of her calf.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that the leg bone is a little dislocated, so it's fine to connect it." After the examination, Wen Liang gave the diagnosis result. He looked up and found that everyone else was looking at him, and a strange look appeared on his face, "Why? You don't know?" Do you trust me?"

He twisted the joints of his hands so that there was a "click" sound, and shook his shoulders, as if he was about to start working, "I learned a lot of livelihood skills during my travels, and bone setting in Chinese medicine is one of them."

Seeing that Droktada didn't refuse, Wen Liang pressed the old lady's knee joint with one hand and exerted a little force with the other hand. With a crisp sound and the old lady's dull whimper, the dislocated injured leg returned to its normal position.

"Is this over?" Droktada's face was full of disbelief. He had to know that the last time Grandma fell, the doctor in the village gave him a bunch of prescriptions, and it took more than three months to heal.

"Then I still have to operate on her." Wen Liang grinned, and made a casual joke. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the old lady on the bed, and she was still trembling, which seemed to mean that she could understand what they were saying.

"My grandma can understand Chinese...although she doesn't speak it." Droktada scratched his face at a loss, and after thinking about it, he patted the old lady on the shoulder to comfort him, "It's okay grandma, they actually came to see you. , the big brother standing there seems to have been hit by a life-threatening shaman curse."

The direction of the finger is exactly where Ji Duan is. The old lady can't see it, so she can only find it with her voice and thinking. Her lips are moving and she spits out a long series of sentences that she doesn't understand.

"My grandma asked you to come closer." Droktada looked at Ji Duan with watery eyes, which made Ji Duan instinctively want to step back, but it was more urgent, he still walked to the old lady's bed according to his words, quite Introduce yourself bluntly.

"Uh, hello, my name is Ji Duan."

The wrinkled skinny palm caressed Ji Duan's young face. The old lady looked weak, but her strength was unexpectedly strong. Ji Duan felt every bit of that hand on his face hurt like a knife. , Not long after, a warm liquid flowed out of his nasal cavity.

Because the lantern bearer was replaced by Xie Jin, and when the old lady's hand was walking on Ji Duan's face, he could see it clearly from the side. He didn't know what the old lady did, and Ji Duan's nose began to ooze black and red nosebleeds.

"My grandma said that this is a very vicious curse." Droktada followed the old lady's Manchu to do simultaneous translation, she frowned, and it seemed that this was the first time she had seen such a scene, "she said, in order to crack this kind of The curse of the level must wait until a specific time."

"A specific time? But because of this curse, he has fainted many times, and I'm afraid it will drag on..." Xie Jin's voice changed from anxious to choked, and he looked at the young man whose face was covered in black blood at this time, raised his hand and squeezed Pinch his temples, "Sorry, I lost my composure."

Droktada was also very helpless, she relayed according to the old lady's original words, "No matter how anxious you are, you can only wait, there is no way to do it, this kind of curse has to wait until the true god is sacrificed before it can be broken, but you guys Fortunately, I heard that this year's sacrifice will be held earlier."

She looked at Zhao Dong who was standing in the shadows, the speaker of the Zhao family and one of the biggest forces in Badong Village, who had never said a word since entering the wooden building, "Grandpa Zhao, am I right? I heard that the sacrificial ceremony will be advanced."

"That's right, just seven days later." Zhao Dong touched the small goatee on his chin, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking.

"Then you have to wait another seven days. Even if my grandma wants to help you, you have to wait for the right time and place, right?" Droktada handed Ji Duan a clean towel and asked him to wipe off the blood on his face. The blackened blood stained the towel red, and she couldn't help but sigh, "Who are you offending? Such a vicious curse has only now come to find a solution."

"I don't know." Ji Duan felt that there was still fluid surging in his nasal cavity. In order not to worry Xie Jin, he took out a tissue from his pocket and rolled it into a suitable size to block his nostrils.

Because he only breathed through his mouth, he inevitably had a strong nasal voice when he spoke. Looking at the place where Xie Jin was, Ji Duan said frankly, "I don't remember anything."

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