Rebirth of Everyday Life In the 1970s - Chapter 125

“Her soul must be retrieved immediately, otherwise the first seven days will pass and the body will be cut off, and she will not be able to return.”

Hearing this, Gu Qifeng was like a bird of fright, with a panic on his face, he said anxiously: “Then Master Song, what should we do now?”

“It’s not difficult to call souls, but I can’t bear Mrs. Zun who just gave birth to her baby, so she can’t easily move, so she can’t do it in the hospital.” Song Fengchen frowned slightly: “Now I only hope that her accident was not caused by external forces. That’s great.”

“In this way, her soul should still be in the hospital.” At this point, Song Fengchen raised his head and looked at Gu Qifeng: “Try it first, please help Mr. Gu to find something for me.”

After half an hour, Song Fengchen took all the things Gu Qifeng found out of the paper bag and placed them on a small table: a brand-new embroidery needle, a red thread, an incense, a box of cinnabar, a writing brush, and a wad. Yellow paper, a box of cinnabar, a pot of black dog blood-still hot.

Seeing Song Fengchen picking up the pot of black dog blood, Gu Qifeng quickly turned over a small bowl from the bedside cabinet and handed it over.

Song Fengchen took it and added one part of cinnabar and five parts of black dog blood to it. After mixing them evenly, he only saw him put the small bowl on the table, then took the red thread, tied one end to the incense, and put the other end into the eye of the needle.

Immediately afterwards, he squeezed Chen Yinian’s chin and inserted Changxiang into her mouth, then picked up the brush, dipped it in the black dog’s blood, and drew a spell on the center of her brow.

After doing this, he picked up the red thread tied to Changxiang, wrapped it around Chen Yinian’s right thumb three times, and took the embroidery needle tied to the other end of the red thread, burned it with a lighter, and then plunged it directly into it. The second phalanx of her right middle finger.

Finally, he lit the long incense that Chen Yinian held in his mouth.

Seeing wisps of white smoke rising up, Song Fengchen shook the three clear bells in his hand.

jingle–

Time stood still for a moment, Gu Qifeng only felt that there was a flower in front of him. When he fixed his eyes, the white smoke from the incense head floated straight in the direction where he was, but stopped abruptly less than ten centimeters away from him. .

Song Fengchen’s frowned brows instantly stretched out, and he visually measured the length of the white smoke extending out, and said: “Mrs. Zun’s soul should be in this direction, no more than two hundred meters away.”

Gu Qifeng’s expression lifted, and he couldn’t wait to rush to retrieve his wife’s soul.

But at this moment, the white smoke floating in the air suddenly trembled. Just under the eyelids of Song Fengchen and the others, the white smoke slowly deflected and pointed towards Du Baoli, and the length of its extension was also shortened by a few centimeters at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The two of Gu Qifeng looked at Song Fengchen subconsciously, only to hear him say: “The position of her soul has moved.”

The two of Gu Qifeng subconsciously slowed down their breathing, staring at the white smoke stubbornly.

Bai Yan’s abnormal movement did not stop, but as time passed, it kept changing the direction it pointed.

At the same time, its length is getting shorter and shorter.

In the end, the white smoke was gone.

Gu Qifeng stared at the flame on the incense head, blinked a bit astringent eyes, looked up at Song Fengchen, with a look of doubt: “Master Song, this—”

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the ward, and an old lady could not help but say: “Oh, it really is grandma’s good grandson, look at this little mouth, it’s exactly the same as when your dad was a kid… I said, why is this ward door locked?”

Then there was a knock on the door.

“Qifeng, are you in there?”

Du Baoli’s heart jumped, and her heart was awkward, and a ridiculous guess came up in her heart.

Gu Qifeng’s eyes lit up. Could it be that Yi Nian’s soul followed the child?

Thinking about this, he couldn’t wait to walk over and open the door of the room with his hand.

“Dad and Mom, why are you here today?” As he said, he turned his body sideways.

“You forgot, the doctor said that the child can be discharged from the hospital today.” The old woman was holding the child and didn’t mean to enter the ward at all.

Gu Qifeng looked stunned, he was a little embarrassed: “This-I really forgot.”

The old woman gave him a white look, and said in a good voice, “All your thoughts are on Chen Yinian. How can you remember the child? You said the child has been born for so many days. How many times have you seen it?”

Gu Qifeng opened his mouth and couldn’t say anything. He was indeed not paying attention to this matter.

He looked at the child in the hands of the old woman with a look of guilt.

Hearing this, Du Baoli looked ridiculous, and it was because of the old lady who could say such a thing. Her cousin’s parents have both died, and there is no way she can’t take care of her. But as for the old woman, she is also a mother-in-law. From the time her cousin gave birth to the present, the number of times the old woman showed up can be counted with one slap, and it is all counted by a big man, Gu Qifeng.

The old woman didn’t want to care about this with Gu Qifeng, she waved her hand impatiently: “Okay, I’ll just come over and tell you that we will take my granddaughter away, so you can just take care of your wife.”

She curled her lips, listening to this tone, she knew how much the old woman disliked this daughter-in-law.

Youdao is married to a daughter-in-law and forgets her mother. The old woman thinks that this statement is more appropriate for Gu Qifeng.

The old woman is in a small family situation. Because she is the only daughter in the family, she recruited a young man from the same village to be the son-in-law when she grew up.

Gu Qifeng rejected the girl she was satisfied with, and wanted to marry Chen Yinian. She agreed because they were pretty close.

But Chen Yi couldn’t give birth to a child, and Gu Qifeng would accompany her to play mischief. This is absolutely unacceptable to the old woman.

For this reason, Gu Qifeng often quarreled with her over Chen Yinian.

The more trouble Gu Qifeng was, the more the old lady hated Chen Yinian.

For what reason, Chen Yinian, an outsider who robbed her son, is not counted, and even provokes her son to turn against her, and finally kills the Gu family and cuts off his grandchildren. This makes her reconciled.

Fortunately, now that she has a granddaughter, Chen Yinian can’t live long. Without the scourge of Chen Yinian, their family would be able to have an Ann birthday again.

Thinking of this, she felt even more joyful in her eyes.

After speaking, the old woman turned and left with the child in her arms.

“Wait—” Gu Qifeng remembered what was going on. He stopped the old woman and quickly turned around to look at Song Fengchen.

“What?” The old woman stopped.

Song Fengchen frowned: “Invite them to come in and talk!”

Gu Qifeng couldn’t help but pulled the old woman into the ward, and then locked the door with a slam.

“What’s the matter?” The old woman came to her attention, and then noticed that there were other people in the ward. Her gaze fell on Chen Yinian’s forehead with charms, and then she looked at the cinnabar and black dog blood on the small table next to the bed. . Her breathing was stagnant, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.

Gu Qifeng said anxiously: “Mom, listen to me…”

Song Fengchen directly interrupted Gu Qifeng’s words: “The soul of Mrs. Zun is in that child’s body.”

really!

Du Baoli’s eyes widened and her breathing was short.

Gu Qifeng was overjoyed at first, then his expression was slightly stagnant.

and many more–

Isn’t it with the child? How can it be in the child’s body?

Gu Qifeng didn’t know, so he listened to Song Fengchen to continue to say: “I look at your face, it’s the fate of childlessness.”

Gu Qifeng’s mouth half-opened, how did this child come from?

Song Fengchen sank, and remembered what Du Baoli had said to him before: “This is about to ask your mother, what kind of natural medicine she gave to Mrs. Zun in the first place, can actually force Mrs. Zun’s soul into her belly. Reborn from the stillborn child.”

Childless, stillbirth——

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Gu Qifeng figured out what Song Fengchen meant.

In other words, this child is his wife——

“What are you talking about?” The old woman stared, trying to stay calm.

Gu Qifeng came back to his senses, and his body couldn’t help shaking. He roared, “Mom, what’s the matter?”