The couple's man was Geng Hao and the woman was Xu Meimei. The child was over four years old and nearly five years old. He was also from a small town in the north. He came here to come here specifically, of course, just for their children to be possessed by evil spirits.

"My son has been infected for two years. He was less than two years old. At that time, it was his grandmother, that is, about half a month after his grandmother died." Geng Hao sat on the bed smoking and said with a frown: "No one in the family knew that this would happen. The child was suddenly awakened one night, and then sat on the bed and started singing opera. At that time, we were all scared and thought he had nightmares and something was washed away. So it took not long and we continued to go to bed. The next morning, it was as if nothing had happened. The teacher didn't say anything unusual, but the child started singing again at night."

Xu Meimei continued: "At that time, there were witches in our small town, and there were several more. The next day, I took my children to see them and found several people. They basically said that he was being attacked, but it was not cured. Later, someone told us that the child might have been found by his wife. The old man had a wish, and if he didn't give it to her, the old lady would not leave."

Geng Hao sighed, rubbed his tired face and said, "At the beginning, there was nothing we could do. We found a lot of people, and we could see and say everything, but without a single one, the child was always bad. Finally, he met a great immortal who showed it to us. He asked us to recall what the old man often said during his lifetime. This may be her unfulfilled wish. We thought about it for a long time and asked many relatives of the older generation. Then we remembered that grandma had always said that she wanted to go to the Donghua Temple."

This time, when Wang Zan heard this from the two of them, he asked in confusion: "You must have not found it. What kind of room is this?"

Geng Hao spread his hands and said, "We don't know. Grandma did mention this often when she was alive. I still remember that when she was young, Grandma told us stories that it was in Guizhou. There was Donghua Temple in front of their village, but she couldn't explain some specific details clearly."

Wang Zan said in surprise: "The old lady is not from the northerner?"

Geng Hao shook his head and said, "No, my grandma is the one here. When he was about twenty years old, he followed some people in chaos and ran to the north. Finally, he met my grandfather and settled in our house."

Wang Zan said "Oh", then turned his head to look at the child with talisman paper on his body. Geng Hao continued, "He will be fine in a while. Every day, he makes a fuss at this time. After this point, he will go to bed."

Wang Zan continued: "Why is that Donghua Temple? Is there any clue? Your grandma didn't give you any tips, such as where is it? Maybe you really have to find this place before the children will improve."

Xu Meimei sighed and said, "There is a place name. In Cangli County, northern Guizhou, we found many popular places in the county, and then found this, which is the last place. If we can't find that Donghua Temple again, we really have no choice."

Wang Zan thought for a while and suddenly asked, "Do you know what he sang in his mouth?"

Geng Hao said blankly: "I don't know, I don't understand at all, but I guess it may be the dialect my grandmother said before. I remember she said it when she was a child, but she never said it again afterwards."

Wang Zan took out his mobile phone and called out the recording function, turned it on, put it on the bed, and then took off the talisman paper from the child.

After the child woke up, he sat up and started singing the tune that he couldn't understand at all.

Wang Zan remembers that the child sang over and over the past two days, and he seemed to have just a few sentences, and he had never repeated them at all.

Sure enough, the child's tunes were still the few sentences he sang two nights before, just like a repeater, humming over and over again.

Wang Zan pressed the pause, put his phone close to his ear, played it again, and then said, "Let me find a local person tomorrow to see if there is anyone who can understand it. The song he sang was sung by your grandma. [     www.biqugew.xyz] See what it means..."

After this child became normal, his spirit was a little awkward. This was because his grandmother walked on him and his yang energy that was not much must have been discharged. This means that the old lady knew that it would harm her great-grandson, otherwise she would have been able to go to this child a few times.

The child fell asleep not long after he woke up, and Wang Zan also went back to his room and lay down.

Although the time for the action was short and I threw a few talismans, for Wang Zan, this was also a debut, and it was a success, without any twists and turns, it was really not easy.

It also gave Wang Zan some confidence. After all, everything is difficult at the beginning, and the first step of the Long March was relatively smooth.

Wang Zan, who was excited for a while, fell asleep soon after. She slept peacefully and very happy.

The next morning, after getting up, Wang Zan came downstairs, found the shop owner and his wife, and gave the recording of the child to the two of them.

"Brother Li, please listen, can you tell what accent is this?"

The shop owner was a little confused after listening to it. The accent was considered from Guizhou, but they couldn't understand it either, because there were too many ethnic minorities and villages, and there might be dozens of languages. Not only can the locals living here understand it.

"You guys wait a while, we don't understand this accent very much. I'll find my mother to come for you. She has been to many villages before, and may understand some of it."

The owner's wife went out after saying that. Not long after, she brought a little old lady over and asked Wang Zan to play the recording of the singing to her again.

The old lady listened to it several times, and then told the shop owner in local dialect. It seemed that she understood it.

"What did you say?"

The owner said: "There is a Guizhou opera song here, but it is not an orthodox Guizhou opera. It is sung by people from Gelao. Now few people understand it, so it is probably absent."

Wang Zan nodded and said to him, please translate it.

The owner said: "The translation is not very accurate, but it roughly means that once you cross the river and swim north, there is a slope on the north mountain on Longling, a temple on the north slope, and the girl in the cave flower is watching Ge Lang..."
Chapter completed!