The Rural Doctor of the Mountain Spirit

  I followed them with some doubt, these days, although I have been staying in the house without going out, occasionally taking a look at the door, and roughly understood the terrain of the village.

  The village is not big, with only about twenty households. There is a small road in the village that winds and turns. Along this small road, we quickly arrived at the door of one household.

  The two of them stopped and pushed open the door to this house, and walked in. The room was very simple, similar to Wu Xianyi's place.

  After entering the house, we came to the bedroom and saw a child lying on the bed with a pale face, purple lips, and bloodshot eyes. The most critical thing was that this child's face looked a bit like a monkey's face.

  The moment I saw this kid, all the goosebumps on my body emerged. However, I didn't make a sound and just quietly watched from the side.

  "Wu Xianyi, can you think of a way to thoroughly cure Er Gou's illness? It's always like this, I'm afraid he won't be able to take it anymore." After entering the house, the woman grasped Wu Xianyi's hand with a painful and helpless expression.

  Wu Xianyi was that middle-aged uncle, who gave me the feeling of being extremely arrogant and a bit condescending. But after hearing the woman's words, he actually sighed: "Everything is cause and effect, I'll do my best."

  Wu Xianyi said, putting down his backpack. I stood beside him and couldn't help but take a peek inside, only to see all sorts of strange objects. There were bottles of black dog blood, copper coins, and even incense paper. I looked at Wu Xianyi, but in my heart, I knew that these objects were things my father had mentioned when I was young, saying they were used to catch ghosts. Was Wu Xianyi carrying these objects to treat illnesses or to catch ghosts?

  He quickly opened his backpack and took out a long red rope. The red rope was very long, Dr. Wu handed one end of the rope to the woman, while he held onto the other end. The woman seemed to know what to do as well, she walked over to the child on the bed and tied the rope around the child's wrist.

  At this moment, something strange happened. After Wu Xianyi pulled the red rope straight, the middle part suddenly jumped up quickly. I looked at the child's hand in surprise, and the child's hand didn't move. I looked at Wu Xianyi's hand again, and Wu Xianyi's hand also didn't move.

  Not only did he not move, Wu Xianyi was now closing his eyes tightly, as if in deep thought.

  After a moment, Wu Xianyin spoke up: "Didn't I tell you last time to leave, why have you come back again?"

  He seemed to be talking to someone, I was stunned and couldn't help but glance at the woman. He looked extremely nervous, constantly looking around left and right. It was clear that Dr. Wu Xian hadn't spoken to him. I looked at myself, could he be talking to me?

  Just as he was thinking of how to respond, Wu Xian suddenly burst out in a loud scolding: "I've already given you two chances, don't be shameless if you don't want to be slapped, do you really think I can't cure you?"

  In an instant, I looked at Wu Xianyi as if I was looking at a neurotic patient.

  Wu Xianyi, who had now opened her eyes, put down the red rope in her hand. The woman took the initiative to walk to the bed and untied the other end of the red rope tied to the child's wrist.

  The red rope was quickly rolled up by Wu Xianyi and put into his backpack. At this time, he still didn't stop scolding in his mouth. I listened to it on the side, feeling terrified, and unconsciously retreated step by step. When I retreated to the door, Wu Xianyi took out a box of silver needles from his backpack.

  This silver needle is very strange, and the top of the silver needle is made of wood.

  At the same time, Wu Xianyi took out that bottle of black dog blood and walked towards the bed with a fierce momentum. I was afraid and didn't dare to get close.

  Wu Xianyi immediately took out the silver needle from the bed, dipped it in dog blood, and quickly stabbed it into the child's body.

  At that moment, the child's expression became extremely painful, and his face completely changed, becoming pointed and monkey-like. I stared at the change in the child's complexion, my heart racing with fear.

  "Never mind, you have your life, I'll give you one last chance, get out." Wu Xianyi said this while his hands didn't stop twirling the silver needle.

  And then a sharp monkey cry came out of the little boy's mouth.

  I was directly stunned by this monkey's cry at that time, and I was also stunned on the spot, with cold sweat bursting out.

  I don't know how long it took, but I came to my senses and saw that Wu Xianyi had already put away the silver needle and was putting it in his backpack. I glanced at the child on the bed, and his face had returned to normal, no longer pointed and monkey-like.

  And this kid is also quite cute. Looks like he's not very old, about the same size as me. Fair and tender, really good-looking. I would never have thought that just a few minutes ago, this kid was so ugly.

  The woman anxiously asked Wu Xian: "Will it come back and bother us again?"

  Wu Xianyi shook his head: "Not clear, but I'm always here. If something happens, just call me anytime."

  That night, I had dinner at the woman's house with Wu Xianyi. The woman was a good cook and made a table of dishes to entertain us. Since I was with Wu Xianyi, the woman's attitude towards me was also quite good, calling me "Little Master" repeatedly.

  The kid woke up before dinner and perhaps because of his age, he quickly got along with me.

  From his mouth, I also knew what had happened.

  This child's family used to raise a few monkeys. It was when the child's father was still around that they started raising them. However, later on, because the child was mischievous, he accidentally killed one of the little monkeys.

  Moreover, just as the little monkey was being killed, its mother happened to be there. As soon as the little monkey died, the mother monkey immediately became furious and jumped onto the child's body, scratching four or five bloody gashes on the child's face.

  Animals, in fact, are sometimes more crazy than humans. Under the maternal instinct, a mother monkey suddenly becomes violently fierce, contrary to its previously gentle nature. If it weren't for the child's mother arriving just in time, it's uncertain whether the child would have been killed by the mother monkey.

  Then the female monkey ran out of their home, roaring and disappeared into the forest. The cry of the monkey made people's hair stand on end with fear.

  The child and his mother were frightened, so that night they locked all the doors in the house tightly before daring to go back to their rooms to sleep. Even so, something still happened at night.

  In the middle of the night, when the child and his mother were fast asleep, a loud knocking sound came from outside the door. The child and his mother were startled awake, but thinking of the monkey from that day, they quickly hid under the covers.

  Who would have thought that the knocking sound became louder and louder, disturbing people from falling asleep. The child's mother got out of bed with a knife in hand and shouted at the door: "You're just a monkey, you're a monkey's mom, I'm also a child's mom, you don't want to live, I don't want to live either, if you have the guts, come on."

  The child's mother was also furious, after all, he could see the child being scared by a monkey.

  After this angry shout, it's unclear whether the monkey outside understood or not, but the knocking sound suddenly stopped. The child's mother was worried and opened the door to take a look, and was startled.

  The little monkey that died during the day was standing still at the door of the child's house. The child's mother was so frightened that she kicked the little monkey with one foot and turned back into the room.

  They fell asleep again, and the knocking sound came out once more. The little child's mother got up again in a rage, but when she opened the door, her own doorstep was covered in blood, and the female monkey had actually taken its own life at her doorway.

  The corpse of the mother monkey was standing upright in front of the child's house, and beside it, the little monkey also stood motionless.

  As soon as they looked at the faces of the two monkeys, they made people's hair stand on end. The two angry monkeys had their eyes wide open, and the expression on their monkey faces was like that of a person who had suffered a great injustice and died, unwilling and full of resentment.

  Seeing this scene, the child's mother was also frightened and shouted loudly, closing the door and turning around to walk into the house.

  In the second half of the night, his home outside returned to normal. However, this child was not normal anymore. The next day when he got out of bed, he opened his mouth and found that his throat was unusually dry and itchy, and he couldn't say a word.

  He had just come out of the house and ran into his mother, who was making breakfast. As a result, his mother let out a loud cry, raised her chair and threw it at the child.

  The child's face has turned into a monkey face.