Chapter 119 119. Five Great Immortals
Another one who won't cry until he sees the coffin.

Jin Jiu didn't waste any time and directly grabbed the boy's hand and pulled up his sleeve, revealing a bracelet with a black unknown object.

She tugged at the bracelet gently, but it didn't move at all, as if it was welded to her hand.

But when she touched the bracelet, the strange cry from the boy's mouth turned into a resentful and angry cry, which made people's scalps numb and goose bumps appeared all over their bodies.

Jinjiu took out the black stone directly from his backpack, held it in one hand, and touched the bracelet again with the other hand. This time, the bracelet was taken off easily.

The moment the bracelet left the boy's body, a strange cry was heard, and the boy suddenly closed his eyes. He seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed to the ground.

The old man was already very surprised when he saw that his grandson couldn't move. Later, when he saw that Jinjiu could easily take off the bracelet that they had tried so hard to get off, his jaw dropped to the ground.

However, when she saw the boy fall to the ground, her surprise instantly turned into panic. She immediately squatted forward, picked up the boy, and called his name loudly.

“Wang Hai! Wang Hai! Are you okay?”

"He's fine. He'll wake up after a short rest."

"Really?" The old man turned his head excitedly and looked at Jinjiu expectantly.

"Yeah." Jinjiu nodded firmly.

Seeing Jinjiu’s determination, the old man was infected by her and gradually began to believe her.

Of course, part of the reason was that she didn't believe it and had no other way, but since the girl was able to take down things that they couldn't, it was enough to show that she did have some skills.

The old man trembled as he tried to pick up the boy and put him on the bed, but the boy was heavy and the old man was in poor health. He almost sprained his waist when he failed to lift the child.

Seeing this, Fu Hong hurried forward to help.

After helping the old man put the child to bed, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at the two of them.

"Thank you so much. It's hot outside. I'll go get you a glass of water."

"No, no need, we'll leave right away..." Fu Hong wanted to say that they were leaving right away, but Jinjiu pulled her clothes.

"Thank you for your help. I also want to ask you something."

The old man seemed to have guessed something. He sighed, said nothing, and slowly went to the kitchen. He took two clean porcelain bowls and poured water into each of them.

"Sit down and talk." The old man put the porcelain bowl on the table, then looked at Jinjiu and said, "Little girl, you are capable. We actually guessed that the child might be possessed by evil spirits, and we consulted many masters, but they had no solution."

Jinjiu took a sip of the water and found that it was actually sugar water. There shouldn't be much sugar in it, but the light sweetness was very comfortable.

"Do you know why he became like this?"

The old man shook his head blankly.

They could tell that the child was possessed simply because his every move since returning from the mountain had been extremely strange and scary, which could not possibly be an ordinary illness.

Small villages like this one are the most superstitious. In addition, there is a legend in their village that stones can cure all diseases, so they can naturally guess that the child must have been possessed by evil spirits.

But I don’t know the more specific details.

"I heard there is a statue on Wutong Mountain?" Jin Jiu did not answer her immediately, but asked this question. The old man nodded: "We all know this. In the past, many people would bury their deceased family members on the mountain because there was a statue on the mountain. Everyone believed that the statue would protect people."

"You all worshipped that idol?"

"I haven't, but most people in the village have paid homage to the tomb. After all, everyone's relatives are buried there. If you want someone to protect your family, you must pay homage to them."

As soon as these words were spoken, Fu Hong nodded in agreement.

Although she didn't believe in this, she would definitely give some benefits to anyone who protected her. This was the most normal human interaction, and it applied even if the other person was not a human.

"Do you know what the statue on top is?"

"I know this. I've gone up there with others to see it before. It seems to be a yellow fairy (weasel)..." Just after he finished saying this, the old man's voice stopped abruptly. The sudden sound of the sound was as if someone had suddenly strangled his throat.

She had not reacted before because she was worried. But after Jinjiu's reminder, she suddenly realized that her grandson's appearance was exactly the same as Huang Xian's!
So could it be that his grandson was possessed by the Yellow Fairy?

The old man's breathing suddenly quickened.

That must be it!

She had noticed before that her grandson liked to hang out in the woods near the Huangxian statue. She was afraid that he might annoy Huangxian, so she reminded him several times to find another place to play.

The grandson agreed verbally, but she didn't know whether he actually listened to her or not.

"It seems you have already guessed it." Jin Jiu saw that she had reacted and said no more.

Fu Hong was a little confused, but she also knew what Huang Xian was.

There are five major immortals among the people: the yellow immortal - weasel, the white immortal - hedgehog, the willow immortal - snake, the fox immortal - fox, and the gray immortal - mouse.

Among them, the Yellow Immortal is particularly vengeful. If you provoke the Yellow Immortal, it is easy to provoke revenge. Being retaliated against is one of them, and the result will be just like what happened just now.

If Jinjiu had not come to help, and the family had not been able to successfully drive away the Huang Xian, the child would have been drained of his energy by the Huang Xian and died suddenly.

"Oh... It's all my fault! It's all my fault! I knew a long time ago that Wang Hai liked to go to the forest in Huangxian to play. I reminded him and he agreed. I should have been more careful..."

The old man blamed himself for not taking good care of the child. He cried breathlessly, beat his chest and stamped his feet, looking extremely distressed.

Fu Hong felt a little headache and hurried forward to comfort him. It was not because she was kind, but mainly because the old man looked in poor health. If he cried something bad, the two of them would not be able to explain it.

After crying for a while, I heard footsteps and voices outside the house.

The old man wiped his tears and suddenly said in surprise: "It's the child's father! The child's father is back!"

As she said that, she wanted to open the door, but the person outside was faster and opened the door first.

There were four people standing outside at this time, including a middle-aged man with a beard and wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts and slippers on his feet. It was obvious that he was the child's father.

As for the other three, they were all dressed in Taoist robes. Led by an old man with a fairy-like appearance and flowing white beard, the other two looked very young. Compared with the old man who looked very old, they looked only in their twenties and were dressed like disciples.

(End of this chapter)