Chapter 298 Mycelium

Su Nuobai looked at him and said, "I can only try. I can't guarantee whether it will succeed. But even if I survive, my body won't be in good condition and my life span will be shortened."

"I will work hard to make money and take good care of him." Pang Feng looked grateful.

"Xiao Jiang, come back!" Spiritual power overflowed from Su Nuobai's hands and wrapped around the flying mycelium.

It entered Panda's body little by little from the mycelium, and pulled the rooted mycelium out of his body little by little.

"Stop it, what are you doing?"

"If you do this, he will die too."

The woman inside Ponda began to scream in panic and fear.

Su Nuobai turned a deaf ear and pulled out all the mycelium in Pangda's body from his mouth with force.

Pang Da spat out blood, his body softened and he fell backwards, his breathing becoming very weak.

A bloody mess was wrapped in a blue transparent ball, and she struggled to escape.

But no matter how hard she hit, she still couldn't break out of this blue transparent sphere.

Su Nuobai pinched his fingers together, and lightning and thunder flashed in the sky. Thunderbolts as thick as arms hit the blue sphere directly.

"No, you can't do that."

Three bolts of lightning struck, leaving nothing behind in the blue sphere.

She turned to look at Pang Feng: "Take your father to see a doctor. Whether he can survive depends on his own luck."

Pang Feng wanted to give the money to Su Nuobai, but she refused: "Keep it for your father's medical treatment!"

Feng Zhi and the others looked at Pang Da, who was lying on the ground with his last breath, and wondered if he could survive.

Uncle Jia and the others saw Su Nuobai coming back: "How is it? Is he rescued?"

"The person has been rescued, but we don't know if he can survive." Su Nuobai said to them.

"Master Su, what on earth is this thing? Please tell us about it." Brother Zhou has been anxiously wanting to know what happens next.

"A witch who died a long time ago cast a spell. If anyone is greedy and opens the coffin, she will bewitch them."

"I'm telling you that the blood mushrooms inside can rejuvenate you and make you immortal. When the time comes, you can take these blood mushrooms home."

"After eating it, you will become like Pang Feng's father. In the end, she will take over your body and you will die completely."

After Su Nuobai finished speaking, he saw that they all had ugly faces.

"Master Su, I encountered a strange thing." An old man sat in front of Su Nuobai.

Su Nuobai saw that he was surrounded by a yin energy and asked, "What's strange?"

"I've been having nightmares lately. I always see a statue of Guanyin with blood dripping from its finger, touching the spot between my eyebrows."

"When I woke up, there was a red spot between my eyebrows, and I couldn't wash it off no matter how hard I tried." Quan Jianming said as he pointed to the center of his eyebrows.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have thought you were born with it." Uncle Jia saw the strange red dot between his eyebrows.

Brother Zhou: "Could it be that you did some good deeds and Guanyin Bodhisattva came to enlighten you?"

Quan Jianming sighed: "If it's really as you said, then it's my good fortune, but ever since I've had this dream every night, I feel like my health is getting worse and worse."

"Master Su, am I in trouble?"

Su Nuobai: "Did you receive something before you dreamed?"

Quan Jianming thought about it carefully and said, "Yes, yes, yes. A friend of mine gave me a wooden statue of Guanyin, but it had a finger broken off."

"I even asked him why he gave me a Guanyin statue with a severed finger."

"He said it was an antique, something he had acquired with great difficulty, and since my birthday was coming up soon, he gave it to me."

“Is there something wrong with this Guanyin statue?”

Su Nuobai nodded: "This Guanyin statue is a burial object. It has been corroded by the Yin energy for many years and also carries the resentment of the tomb owner."

"Ah! My friend kept it at home for a long time before giving it to me. How come nothing happened?" Quan Jianming was a little confused.

"That's because he was wearing Buddhist beads, so these evil spirits couldn't get close to him." Su Nuobai said.

"Then, what should I do now? Send him away?" Quan Jianming said uncertainly.

Su Nuobai: "Have you ever heard the saying, it's easier to invite a god than to send him away."

"Master Su, what should I do?" Quan Jianming was a little panicked.

"If you worship it for three years, the severed finger will regenerate and everything will be fine." Su Nuobai looked at him and said.

"Its broken fingers can be regenerated?" Quan Jianming felt a little unbelievable. How could this piece of dead wood be regenerated after being broken off?

"You can choose not to believe it, but when the time comes, you will be possessed by evil spirits and no one can save you." Su Nuobai left it at that. As for whether he believed it or not, it was not something she could stop.

Quan Jianming bought some buns and handed them to him, and he still looked hesitant when he left.

"Master, will he offer sacrifices?"

"I don't know! It's his decision. Offering him sacrifices to him is also to help him save the souls of the vengeful spirits. Plus, Guanyin is a deity. Although it won't really hurt people, it will affect his lifespan and fortune."

"It's just the broken finger that has some impact. If he had worshipped for three years, it would have been a blessing."

Su Nuobai didn't say it just now, and even if he did, this person might not believe it.

Seeing that it was getting late, I simply packed up and went back.

In the evening, Su Nuobai was eating peaches in the yard and looking at the stars. Suddenly, his brows moved and he disappeared in the yard.

Her appearance frightened a man next to her and made him scream.

Su Nuobai changed into Su Bai's appearance and said, "Stop yelling. Are you Gao Cuirong's husband?"

Gao Yuan nodded quickly: "Yes."

In front of them was a group of paper figures, carrying a coffin and walking towards the two of them step by step.

As they walked, they mechanically scattered paper money in front of them, and heard the sound of musical instruments and singing.

They kept muttering, "The time has come, it's time to get going."

Gao Yuan held the amulet that had been burned to ashes in his hand, sweat on his forehead: "You, you are Master Su?"

"Well. Why are you here alone?" Su Nuobai asked him distractedly.

"I was originally resting at the inn in the town ahead, but then the caravan we were following said they were leaving overnight. I thought they might have something urgent to do, so I followed them."

"But when I got here, they were all gone and I was the only one left."

"I don't know where this place is. My wife asked me to carry a talisman with me, but the talisman suddenly got hot and burned to ashes." Gao Yuan spoke incoherently.

Su Nuobai finally understood: "Stand still for a while, you must have been tricked."

"Ah!" Gao Yuan turned pale with fright.

Su Nuobai suddenly condensed a spiritual sword from his fingers and stabbed it towards Gao Yuan behind him.

Gao Yuan looked at the long sword piercing his body in horror, his face full of disbelief: "You, you..."