Chapter 106 This is a ghost (15) He had a terrible pain in his abdomen, a big...

Aza was dragged home, holding his abdomen in excruciating pain.

His abdomen was in great pain, as if his large and small intestines were all mixed together, and the pain was so severe that he thought it was because the stone had been attacking his stomach. He didn't know if it was the stone that hit him.

The liquid continued to flow down from the ankles, and when he got home, it was all over the floor.

He had sweat on his forehead and his face was extremely dark.

He is incontinent.

He knew what was in the liquid without even looking at it. How could a grown man like him make such an embarrassing mistake?

The man held his stomach, still unable to straighten his body. It felt like there were a bunch of little people living in his stomach fighting with each other.

Zhang Youcha took a piece of toilet paper, put some liquid on it and took a look.

The liquid was black and green, had a horrible stench, and contained feces and other substances mixed together.

He threw the paper away and said, "Rest for a while."

He helped the man wash his body and change his clothes. Only then did Azha feel a little better.

I just feel really embarrassed.

"How do you feel now?"

Aza touched his abdomen and the intestinal cramps were better, but they still came intermittently from time to time, and there was always a bad smell on his body.

He remembered that he had drunk well water. He had thought the water was smelly before, but later it turned sweet. Could it be a tongue-blocking technique?

He drank well water, was hit in the stomach by a rock, and began to... become incontinent.

Is he poisoned?

Is the well water poisonous?

Then why are others not poisoned and all other neighbors are fine?

No, someone is still messing with him...

He lay on the bed with a sullen face and said to Zhang Youcha, "I'm feeling better now. I just had a terrible stomachache. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Zhang Youcha shook his head. "It's okay. I wasn't prepared enough. The wooden ring had already caught it."

Recalling the scenes just now, Aza was horrified. The stone connected the heaven, earth and all things together to deal with him. There must be a master behind this.

And there was that tree, whose two big arms almost strangled him to death. When Zhang Youcha threw a piece of wire, it almost angered the big tree swaying in the wind, but the stone closed its eyes and the tree stopped.

Who is torturing him and what will happen to him?

He has extended the question from the initial "who is it" to "what will happen to him".

This question seems to be more important.

What will happen to him?

The intermittent stomach pain started again, and Aza held his stomach and lay in bed for a while.

After recovering from his shock, he asked Zhang Youcha, "Do you want to take the stone back, worship it, and ask it some questions?"

Zhang Youcha thought for a moment and said, "You had a stomachache just now, so I couldn't take care of it. Let's see how you are doing over the next few days. Taking it home might be both a good and a bad thing. What if it does something to you..."

The man nodded, "Let's talk about it later."

"I don't know when Xiao Zhen will come back."

The man looked at the sky and said, "Just for a day or two. Wait until she comes back and then make a decision."

Suddenly I felt sleepy and fell asleep.

There was also a big rock in the dream, with its huge mouth wide open and smiling at him. The green hair on the rock was greener than that of a green-headed turtle.

…

After a few days, Xiao Zhen finally came back.

Zhang Youcha wanted to ask Xiao Zhen to get out of the way. Maybe it was not aimed at Azha, but at Xiao Zhen, but Azha accidentally took the bomb.

She was a small tea merchant. These days, she had a batch of urgent goods that needed to be delivered to the owner of a teahouse in the city, so she went out for a while. During this trip, she also visited a temple outside the city and brought back some sachets for Azha.

When she came back, she saw Azha lying in bed, looking very weak. Zhang Youcha told her that Azha had been lying in bed for the past few days, occasionally getting out of bed and walking around.

But he has been suffering from fecal incontinence these days. Whenever he walks, black liquid flows down, mixed with some things like leaves and weeds.

For several days, he looked pale and thin, and his whole body was as light as an oil lamp.

He couldn't eat or sleep well these past few days, and he often felt severe pain in his stomach. Whenever he thought he was in so much pain that he wanted to die, the pain would disappear immediately.

It was uncomfortable to lie still. Seeing Xiao Zhen coming back, he stood up and moved around, but he just walked back and forth a few steps. Before he could say a few words, his abdomen started to hurt again, like a knife cutting it.

"How could this happen?" Xiao Zhen saw that he was sweating profusely and quickly helped him sit on the couch.

Azar poured two cups of water into the teacup, gave one to Xiao Zhen, and kept one for himself.

Looking back on that day, there wasn't anything special going on, but the way I look now is really embarrassing.

He briefly described to Xiao Zhen what happened that day and the current situation.

Xiao Zhen didn't speak for a long time.

It seems that the abdominal pain is related to the impact of the stone, but what is the black liquid?

"You... bleed a lot every day?" Xiao Zhen asked.

Aza nodded with a dark face.

"Yes, what does it look like? What does it taste like?"

Aza was speechless. How could he describe such a thing in detail to a woman? It was already embarrassing and painful enough.

His face turned black and blue, and he shook his head without saying anything. Xiao Zhen then stayed at his house again, massaging his abdomen and applying warm compresses every day, but there was no improvement.

After a few days, the amount of liquid he leaked out was less, but his abdomen still felt uncomfortable and he couldn't eat. He lost a lot of weight, his eyes were like lights, and he could no longer utter any bold words.

Xiao Zhen was very anxious.

After so many days, Aza always thought of the stone that he had attacked with his fart. He thought that the stone might have held a grudge, or that he shouldn't have attacked it like that, or that he had completely offended it.

He was just a mortal and shouldn't go against a huge stone monster that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

You should get along with it and not let it make things difficult for you.

When he thought of this, he felt depressed and unhappy.

Zhang Youcha also saw what he was thinking and said, "If you continue to feel pain like this, I'm afraid it won't last long."

Aza felt a stream of heat coming out of his buttocks again...

The liquid flowed down the trouser legs again, and a strange smell filled the room.

It is better to resolve a feud than to create one… I thought as the ice sea floated in the room.

Aza thought of the green-haired turtle lying on the ground that day, and while enduring the intense pain in his stomach, he said, "That stone..."

Xiao Zhen looked at him puzzledly.

Azha then said to Zhang Youcha, "That day, the stone had already fallen asleep. I wanted to pick it up and ask about it, but I suddenly had a stomachache."

After a pause, he continued, "Now, shouldn't we pick it up again? Whether it's to keep it or to worship it, we should find a place for it to live. If it has anything to say, we can ask it clearly."

The green-haired turtle appeared in front of Aza again.

"But it's been several days." Zhang Youcha said.

Aza nodded, thinking expressionlessly.

Shitou was already asleep that day, and he had planned to pick it up. If it hadn't suddenly had a stomachache, it might have been snoring beside his head. Although he temporarily gave up the idea after coming back, he saw the situation in the past few days and his condition was getting worse day by day, which further strengthened his idea.

Seeing that Azha was tortured to death, Xiao Zhen also plucked up his courage and said, "Okay, where is it? Let's go find it. If we find it this time, we will bring it back in three or five bundles."

Liu Binghai poked Zuihua again, "Is that guy still there?"

Zuihua hummed, "It just lay there motionless, as if waiting for someone to pick it up."

These days, as instructed by Liu Binghai, Zuihua has been staring at the big rock every day.

Liu Binghai thought for a moment and said, "Go check it out again tonight. Talk to me nicely, okay?"

Zuihua's eyes lit up, "I'm the best at communicating with this stubborn guy, leave it to me, don't worry."

In the evening, Zuihua went out to "do some work", while Liubinghai continued to stay at Aza's house.

He was in horrible pain for several days, neither human nor ghost, and was extremely pitiful.

Seeing how distressed he was, Xiao Zhen supported him in bringing the stone back. However, she had her doubts and worriedly asked, "We can bring it back, but what if it hurts you? What if it harbors murderous intent and disturbs you while you're asleep? And where do we put it?"

Aza had already thought of a countermeasure. "Put it in a basket with the vines and tie it up with the vines. Let's talk to it nicely. If it wants me dead, I can't escape. If the vines want to join it, I can't escape either. But I absolutely can't stand this kind of procrastination anymore."

Aza's expression was resolute, this matter had to be done.

Zhang Youcha nodded. "Since you've made up your mind, let's do as you say."

The three men began to discuss the time to move the big stone.

Liu Binghai squatted in front of the vine and touched it. "Be nicer in your temper. He's not a bad guy. Don't be someone else's scapegoat."

The vines didn't move, as if they heard nothing.

In the middle of the night, Zuihua was by the well and saw the stone again.

So many days have passed, and it is still lying there motionless, not returning to the well. It makes people wonder if everything that happened before was just a dream.

Zuihua hunched over the stone and muttered, "Are you still sleeping?"

The stone didn't move.

Zuihua leaned forward again and lectured, "Can you make a living by pretending to be dead? That man's eyes are filled with tears. It's all your fault."

The big rock hasn't moved yet.

Zuihua really wanted to touch it, but unfortunately she couldn't, so she had to say, "Be good, be gentle, and communicate well, okay?"

After saying that, Zuihua sighed, floated over to sit beside the stone, crossed her legs, and continued nagging, "Don't try to hurt others, Guizhi said, it's better to resolve a feud than to create one."

After saying that, Shitou still didn't move, but Zuihua's eyes turned red.

He thought of his new wife and muttered to the stone, "One wrong step leads to another, big stone. Be kind. If you don't practice well, you'll be captured by the old stone spirit and assigned to you tasks of harming others. You'll never be able to escape from it in your lifetime."

The stone still didn't move.

He kept talking to himself. If he had not reconciled with his wife at that time, he would have been an obedient lazy man and would not have become a drunkard and died drunk on the streets.

Zuihua chattered to Shitou for a while and then left.

Two days later, Azha decided to go look for the stone. He discussed it with Zhang Youcha and decided to do it that afternoon.

If Shi Tou doesn't go out during the day, they will wait until night to look for him.

However, he was completely overthinking it.

He had no idea that Zhang Youcha would see the big rock as soon as he reached the entrance of the alley.

It remained in the same position, lying motionless on the ground.

Zhang Youcha wrapped it up and took it home quickly.

In Aza's house, a piece of cloth was spread on the table, and on the cloth was a stubborn big stone.

He and Zhang Youcha looked at each other, carefully touched the stone's body, and said to it, "Mr. Stone, we brought you back because we wanted to have a good chat with you. Please bear with us if we were disrespectful."

This stone is like a dead being, with its eyelids drooping and no one loves it.

Zhang Youcha carefully tied a large stone with vines, placed the basket on the table, and put the stone in the basket as a sacrifice.

Stone Ancestor got the center position in the main hall and just lived in it.

Fire creates earth. Aza lit a candle next to the stone and let it stay inside comfortably.

Finally, I am so close that I can finally take a close look at this green-haired turtle.

The original stone was bluish-white in color, with a bunch of green water plants on it. It had not been soaked in water for a few days, and the water plants had dried up and were almost turning into hay.

The stone seemed to have never exerted any strength. It was unclear whether its lifespan had really ended or it was just pretending to be dead in seclusion.

Aza sat across from it for a while, looking at it, and said, "Mr. Stone, I'm very sorry to invite you back. I hope you can get used to living here."

The stone did not move.

He continued, "I don't know why you were so determined to oppose me those days. Can we talk about what our grudges are? Do you have a master behind you? I hope we can have an open and honest conversation and discuss any issues."

The stone still didn't move.

It was like a stone that had lost its spirituality, or someone had pressed the still button on it.

Aza didn't have a very good temper, but at this time he had to be patient and asked Shitou to open his eyes again and again.

The moon outside was bright and dark, dark and bright, and even the sky was not very stable.

Aza sighed and said, "You don't know, my life is quite difficult. I run a business with integrity, never cheating anyone, and never harming any spirits. How could I possibly have offended a group of spirits like you?! I hope you can give me some advice."

But how can I give advice? This stone can’t speak...

Aza frowned, his palms covered with sweat as he faced a big rock. He was not as good as usual now, his health was getting worse day by day. If the big rock jumped up, it would be enough to send him to hell.

Liu Binghai felt very emotional that such a straight man could now speak to a stone in a servile manner.

Let’s meet in my dreams… She took a deep breath and said to the man.

Aza paused, and suddenly an idea came into his mind. He said to Shitou, "If you are interested, can you tell me in a dream? I will talk to you in the dream."

After saying this, his heart was pounding, wondering if this stone would appear in his dream and what it would talk to him about.

The sweat in his palms became stickier, and his abdomen began to ache again due to nervousness. Another sticky liquid flowed out from between his legs.

He lost his male dignity and suddenly felt sad and wronged. He sat looking at the big rock and suddenly burst into tears.

All the fear and forbearance she had endured during this period came flooding back to her, like a ball that had been held high and suddenly deflated. She sobbed and said to the stone, "I do business every year, burn incense and pay tribute every year, donate clothes to poor families, and I can't bear to harm any animal or living thing. I don't even play with the little fish in the water, and I release them every once in a while. I never want to offend any wealthy family. I rarely eat meat, and when I do, it's chickens and cows. I never touch spiritual things. How could I have been in such a situation? It's so strange and unfair."

Aza was crying and snotting, and after he became weak, his masculine fortitude also became very fragile. When he saw himself half-dead, his grievance was beyond words.

He cried for a while, and these scenes kept appearing in his mind.

Xiao Zhen held his hand.

Wipe away his tears.

He looked at Xiao Zhen, his heart suddenly softened, and he hugged her.

Fragile people always can't control their overflowing emotions when they are vulnerable. He hugged her, and only then did he feel much more secure in her arms.

After a while, Azha fell asleep. Xiao Zhen fed him a bowl of medicine, covered him with a quilt, and sat at the door of the main hall to watch the moon.

Her profile is very beautiful, so beautiful that she doesn't seem like someone from this world. Liu Weiya's profile is already very beautiful, but Xiao Zhen's profile is even more beautiful, not like that of an ordinary person.

She held her chin and looked at the moon, in a daze, as if she was deeply missing someone far away.

"So beautiful..." Zuihua muttered.

Liu Binghai glanced at the useless Zuihua and walked to Xiao Zhen.

Xiao Zhen couldn't see her.

But she was not sure whether Xiao Zhen could sense her or hear her speak.

She didn't want to take any risks.

Originally, she wanted to tell Xiao Zhen something like, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, and taking a step back will open up a new world.

But Xiao Zhen is different from Azha. If she feels that she is being "brainwashed", she probably won't think that a god has entered her life. She might even find a way to destroy herself.

But, I am not a human being, can he destroy me?

This needs to be verified, so it is better to be careful.

"Cinnamon twig..."

Hush… Liu Binghai made a look at Zuihua and walked back to the big rock.

She chanted a spell, and the stone seemed to sense it and moved.

Guizhi's skills were not good enough to cast the spell to awaken living creatures, so she couldn't even wake up the stone directly.

But it loosened a little, which means it is not dead.

Liu Binghai looked coldly at the sleeping stone and thought, stones should be kind.

It’s better to speak out if you have any difficulties.

She vaguely felt that the Third World War might come at any time.

Otherwise, the world cannot achieve true peace.

She went to see Aza.

When Aza was sleeping, the liquid would occasionally flow out.

Liu Binghai brought the liquid flowing from his ankles close to him and smelled it. It had a strange smell of wild grass.

It smells familiar, like cypress leaf grass or camellia dart, both of which are slightly toxic.

The original owner, Guizhi, had an "Encyclopedia of Poisonous Weeds" in her mind. She taught herself to take revenge on that adulterous couple, but she did not have an "Encyclopedia of Antidotes". She just wanted to kill that adulterous couple.

As far as Liu Binghai knows, cypress leaf grass and camellia dregs can be cured by medicinal vinegar, but the medicine has to be obtained from the pharmacy. She can't go there, but the wizard can.

However, World War III has not yet come.

If World War III comes, he might die again.

She sat in front of Aza's bed and chanted a spell frantically. Some of the poison in the man faded away, and some of it was transferred to her.

She felt dizzy.

My body feels sore and uncomfortable.

She chanted a few more spells, trying to get rid of the poison in her body, but found that there was no solution.

The spell doesn't work.

It seems that Guizhi's cultivation is still not enough, she can only harm others but cannot save herself.

She exits Aza's room.

Zuihua was shocked when she saw her, "Guizhi, what's wrong with your face?"

Looking at her green face, Zuihua was at a loss.

Liu Binghai said softly, "It's okay, I'll go out for a while."

She went to the temple and met the master.

When the mage saw her, he paused for a moment, then looked at her green face and asked sternly, "What did you do?"

Before Liu Binghai could say anything, he asked again, "Did you have a head-on conflict with them?"

But that's impossible. They can't see her, so how could there be a conflict?

Liu Binghai shook his head.

"Then how did you get poisoned by the cypress grass?"

It turned out that her judgment was correct. It was indeed cypress grass. It seemed that the thing wrapped around the stone was not something else, but cypress grass.

She removed some of the poison from the man, but her power was not enough, so she had to transfer some of the poison to herself, which is why her face turned green.

She told him the whole story and said, "Can you please get me some medicinal vinegar? I can't make it myself."

The wizard looked at her quietly for a moment.

"Did you absorb the poison from him?"

Liu Binghai nodded.

Zhang Guizhi is amazing... He thought, you are really amazing... You are really amazing...

You're willing to do anything to cultivate freely without joining my sect... You're really capable...

He went to the pharmacy, muttering "You are so great" all the way.

When I came back, Liu Binghai was sitting quietly with a green face.

The wizard soaked some medicinal foam in vinegar and made medicinal vinegar for her.

I made a cup and pushed it to her, and she sniffed it up cleanly.

After three cups of wine, the green color on his face faded away by a large margin.

The mage was relieved.

I was still muttering in my heart, you are really good, you are really good...

"How dare you take his drugs? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Strange... Am I not already dead, thought Liu Binghai.