Blue, Red and White Dark Abyss Cauldron

When the onlookers heard him say the word "water monster", they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, as if they were extremely afraid of it.

Huai Fucao continued, "Just looking at this cross-shaped wound alone, we cannot conclude that it was caused by a water demon. However, his forehead, arms, thighs, calves, etc. are all hot, but his chest wound, palms, and soles are very cold, which confirms that he was injured by a water demon. As for why the wounds on his chest and back have gradually healed, but the lung injury has not healed for a long time, I really don't understand this."

He tilted his head and pondered for a long time, then suddenly sighed and said, "I'm afraid there's no cure for this kind of injury..."

When Chu Xiaomu heard Huai Fucao say that Bai Yixing's injury was incurable, he was stunned and asked, "Is there no other way? What about asking the spirit?"

Huai Fucao looked at Bai Yixing lying on the bed, but frowned and hesitated to answer.

Someone among the onlookers said, "What nonsense is this kid talking about? How can he ask a spirit so easily? Your uncle Huai is not in good health to begin with, how can he ask a spirit so easily? Are you going to die? It's not worth it for an outsider..."

"But what else can we do if we don't ask Ling? Even though this person is an outsider, we can't just ignore him and watch him die, right?"

"Yes, this young man was very handsome, it's a pity that he died. Besides, I can't live with myself if I let someone die in our village."

Everyone immediately started chattering. Some people objected, thinking it was not worth asking the spirit for an outsider; some said saving people was more important, after all, it was a life; more said they should ask the clan leader for his opinion.

Huai Fucao thought for a moment and said, "This matter concerns human life, so it's hard for me to make the decision. However, asking the spirit is really too much trouble. I will discuss it with the clan leader first before making a decision."

He turned to Chu Xiaomu and said, "I'll go to Patriarch Bai's house first and talk to him. After the sun goes down, when everyone has returned home, you ring the gong to notify everyone to discuss the matter at Dashuping. By the way, remember to make up the money for the medicine then." After saying that, he got up and left. The rest of the crowd made a lot of noise for a while, and then dispersed.

Chu Liang came out with the medicine and saw that everyone had left, so he asked Chu Xiaomu the reason.

Chu Xiaomu said angrily, "Uncle Huai said that the Snow Country people's lung injury is incurable. I mentioned asking the spirits, and everyone started arguing. Many people said that we can't ask the spirits. Uncle Huai said he would go to the clan leader to discuss it."

Chu Liang said, "Asking about spirits is not a trivial matter. You can't just ask whenever you want. You've grown up, have you ever seen Uncle Huai ask about spirits?"

From childhood to adulthood, Chu Xiaomu only knew that Huai Fucao was proficient in the art of asking spirits and could find answers to difficult questions by asking spirits in the spiritual realm. Unfortunately, he had never seen it with his own eyes, and had never thought about why he seldom asked spirits.

Scratching his head, he asked, "Grandpa, is it troublesome to ask the spirits? Or is it dangerous?"

Chu Liang said, "Trouble is secondary. There are definitely dangers, but I don't know what they are. But your uncle Huai's father got a serious illness after consulting the spirits, and died soon after. Fu Cao also got a serious illness every time he consulted the spirits, so his wife would never allow him to pass on the spirit-consulting technique to his two sons. From this, we can see that the dangers must be great."

Chu Xiaomu said: "Huai Yuanbao said he could also ask about spiritual arts, but it turns out he was just bragging!"

Chu Liang sighed and said, "The rules of their family cannot pass on the art of asking spirits to outsiders. I'm afraid this art will be lost on Baihua Island.

Chu Xiaomu thought, wouldn't it be a pity if such a good skill was lost? Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind: "Uncle Huai's two sons can't learn it, so the rule of not passing it on to outsiders should be broken. If I learn the art of asking spirits, maybe I can use it to find my father and mother." My heart suddenly started beating with excitement.

Seeing a look of joy gradually appear on his face, Chu Liang didn't take it seriously and told him to feed the medicine to Bai Yixing.

After Bai Yixing drank the medicine made with Sophora japonica grass, his breathing gradually became heavier, but his life was temporarily safe.

In the middle of the South Village of Baihua Island, there is an open flat land of 20 meters in radius. In the middle of the flat land grows a big oil tree that is so thick that three or four people can hug it. The oil tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, and stands tall like a canopy. It rarely loses its leaves even in the coldest weather.

The Baihua Islanders called this area Dashuping. They often spent their free time under the tree, resting and chatting, or playing chess. Children also regarded this place as a paradise, playing games such as hitting stones, fighting crickets, and racing longhorn beetles.

Later, stone tables and stone benches were gradually added under the tree, and one or two three- or four-foot-high wooden platforms were built nearby. Over time, this place was used as a place for meetings, harvest celebrations, and memorial services for the dead.

After dusk, the islanders who went out to sea to fish returned home one after another. Chu Xiaomu ran to the big tree and banged the big gong, and the islanders rushed to the big tree.

Yang Dou excitedly ran to Chu Xiaomu, grabbed him and said, "Mu Tou, I heard that you and your grandfather rescued a Snow Countryman, is that true?"

This tug was quite painful. Chu Xiaomu cried out, "Of course it's true. This person was seriously injured. We can't just stand by and watch him die. We had no choice but to carry him back to the village for treatment."

Yang Dou said, "Why didn't you tell me yesterday? I also want to see what the people of Snow Country look like. I heard from my grandfather that the men and women of Snow Country are all very good-looking. Is it true or false?"

Chu Xiaomu smiled and said, "I don't know about that. After all, I have only seen one person from the Snow Country in my life."

"Was the one you rescued a man or a woman?"

"Of course it's a woman. We cured his illness, so he has to listen to me. I told him that when he recovers, he must marry one of my good friends, otherwise I will throw him into the sea to feed the fish." Chu Xiaomu joked.

Yang Dou stretched out his hand to tickle Chu Xiaomu's armpit and said with a smile: "You stinky blockhead, why don't you think about yourself first when there is such a good thing, how can it be my turn?"

"We share the good times and the bad times. Have I ever not given in to you?" Chu Xiaomu reached back and tickled him.

The two of them were laughing and making a lot of noise.

After a while, there were about a hundred people in the square, most of whom were elderly people over 60 years old.

Clan leader Bai Qizhen, spiritual doctor Huai Fucao, and Chu Xiaomu's grandfather Chu Liang had also arrived and sat in the middle of the crowd without saying a word.

Chu Xiaomu and Yang Dou squeezed over.

Seeing that the heads of almost every household had arrived, Bai Qizheng motioned for everyone to be quiet and said, "I have gathered everyone together today because I have a few things to discuss with you all."

When everyone was silent, he continued, "The first thing I'm sure everyone knows is that Chu Liang and his grandson brought back the Snow Country people. Should we rescue them and how to rescue them? Everyone needs to come up with an idea."