Zhang Chuwu is in good health. Even if he suffers a little cold, Fang Zheng's opinion will be fine in a few days.

But for three consecutive days, even if you take medicine every day, your condition will not improve.

Moreover, his face became paler, his spirit became even more depressed, and his eyes no longer had the same spirit as before.

"how so?"

The food he bought when he put it down, Fang Zheng stepped to the bed and frowned and said, "What do you think of the doctor?"

"The doctor said that the yin evil entered the body and prescribed a prescription to expel evil and positive and yang, but..."

Zhang's mother wiped tears with her hands and choked up and said, "I am a miserable child. I haven't lived a good life since I was a child, and I still have to suffer this kind of pain now!"

Fang Zheng was silent for a moment and suggested: "The medicine has not been effective for several days, otherwise he would ask the doctor to come and have a look?"

"The host has come to see it."

Hongyi clasped his hands behind him and said, "The diagnosis is the same as a doctor. It's just that it's not possible. You can buy some ginseng and try it."

As he said, his face showed bitterness.

The host in the temple also understands medical skills, and it is not bad. Both of them say so, and it is true.

but……

Zhang's mother sewed and repaired her, and she earned only a few papers a day.

Hongyi received incense from the temple every day and sent it to the Zhangfu Buddhist Temple, which was only a few coins a month.

Ginseng!

This thing costs two silver at every turn, how can it be enjoyed by people like them?

"No! No!"

On the bed, Zhang Chuwu, who had just closed his eyes, suddenly trembled and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"No, don't come here!"

"Don't come here!"

Although he kept shouting, his eyes were not opened, but he just shook like an epileptic seizure.

"Fifth day of the New Year!"

Zhang's mother took a step forward, grabbed his wrist, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Hongyi also looked anxious, but he couldn't imagine it.

"What's going on?"

Fang Zheng saw that Zhang Chuwu's expression was wrong and asked immediately.

"It must be a nightmare again."

Hongyi sighed and said, "That night was the same. Chuwu said that he dreamed that someone stabbed him with a needle, and he got sick when he woke up the next day."

"These two days are also average. Sometimes the attacks are more severe, and even if you fall asleep, you will wake up."

"so……"

Fang Zheng frowned and said, "Have you ever thought about taking the fifth day of the lunar month to the temple to see?"

"Museum?"

Zhang's mother looked confused: "Is it useful there?"

Although there are ghosts and warlocks in this world, they are rare after all. The first thing that ordinary people think of when they get sick is to ask a doctor.

Most people in the world keep their distance from ghosts and gods.

"You can give it a try."

Fang Zheng suggested: "If the fifth day of the lunar month is to hurt the soul, ordinary methods will indeed not be effective."

In this world, everyone has souls.

The soul is a god, and the soul is connected.

The soul and body are combined and become real people.

After a person dies, his soul has not dissipated and wanders around the world, and becomes a ghost and a ghost; when the soul has not dissipated, it melts into the body and corpses, and it turns into a walking zombie.

The soul is closely connected to the body. If the body is ill, the soul will also be injured. This is true for all kinds of illnesses.

vice versa!

If the soul is traumatized, the body will also change.

However, they have always been physically ill and damaged their souls, and rarely will they be injured first.

Even if there is, it is mostly born innately.

Like all kinds of stupid people!

If the acquired body is healthy, the three souls and seven spirits of a person are hidden in it, and they will rarely be directly harmed.

But few, not necessarily nothing.

Especially in recent times, Fang Zheng has encountered many things about gods and ghosts, so he subconsciously thought of this aspect.

"Then, let's try it?"

Zhang's mother was hesitant, but when she saw the pain she showed in Zhang Chuwu, she could only kill her.

"I'll borrow a donkey cart!"

Hongyi said something and hurried out.

Soon, the mother and son led a donkey cart and headed straight to the Chenghuang Temple behind Xingfu Street.

…………

afternoon.

When Fang Zheng came back from the Song family, he saw a donkey cart parked in front of Zhang Chuwu's house.

Walking forward, Hongyi was squatting at the door, holding a straw in his hand and sighing back and forth.

Unlike Zhang Chuwu, Hongyi is tall, handsome and has a very modest behavior.

This kind of out-of-conformity is very rare.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Zheng's heart was thrilled, and he stepped forward and asked, "What do you say about temple blessings?"

"It's Brother Fang."

Hong Yi looked up and his eyes turned red: "The temple prayed that the fifth day of the day is indeed a difference in the soul. You have to do a ritual of the altar to clear the abnormalities on the fifth day of the day."

"oh!"

Fang Zheng nodded.

This is obviously good news, but Hongyi looked worried, obviously he had other concerns.

"But rituals are expensive?"

"It's not just expensive, it's ridiculously expensive!"

Hong sighed together and said, "The ritual requires fourteen people to recite scriptures and mantras for three days. Six animals should be placed on the altar, which will be replaced every day, and there will be some gold and stone objects. These will cost at least twenty taels of silver!"

"Twenty taels!"

Fang Zheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Twenty taels of silver are enough to buy a similar shop on Maxing Street, but now they can only do one ritual.

For rich people, twenty taels of silver is nothing.

But ordinary people are afraid they will not be able to save so much money in their entire lives!

Later, Zhang's mansion bought a few maids from outside the city two years ago, and each one was less than ten taels of silver.

And, it's just possible to solve the problem!

No wonder Hongyi looked embarrassed.

"What are you going to do?"

As the question was asked, Fang Zheng's heart also raised up.

"Of course, it's going to be cured."

Hongyi sighed softly and said, "We plan to leave this yard or sell it directly."

"There is still some money at home. If you make up for it, it should be able to support this ritual."

"only……"

He looked back at the courtyard and said, "I don't agree with the fifth day of the lunar month, and I don't want to do rituals."

Hongyi was willing to treat him, which also made Fang Zheng let go of his heart. It seemed that not all brothers were like Zhang Zhaojin.
To be continued...