Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

In fact, for Yang Xiaobao, this matter should not be taken care of by himself.

The cause of the incident was as follows. That afternoon, Yang Xiaobao was lying on the rattan chair in the clinic, using his mobile phone to browse a website that sells literature and entertainment.

In the inheritance of the mountain god, Yang Xiaobao got the knowledge about Wenwan in the knowledge system.

He didn't quite understand why the mountain god also taught him about Wenwan's knowledge about ghosts and gods.

Now he browsed this website that specializes in selling antique Wenwan, and finally understood that many of Wenwan involved exorcising evil spirits.

Yang Xiaobao flipped through these things, and he could tell whether it was true or not through the pictures.

It can be said that most of them are false and almost none of them are true.

This is also an important part of the knowledge that the mountain god imparted to him.

Based on Yang Xiaobao's current cognitive system, even if he plays with antiques, he will become a billionaire.

Just when Yang Xiaobao was bored while shopping online, he heard footsteps.

Yang Xiaobao raised his head, and saw two plainly dressed, a man and a woman walking in with timid expressions.

This pair of men and women look like they are five or sixty years old.

Judging from their appearance, they should be ordinary farmers.

Years of hard work in the fields have made them look very old.

"Are you seeing a doctor?" Yang Xiaobao quickly stood up and asked when he saw the two old people.

"You, you are Yang Xiaobao?"

The two old men did not answer directly, but asked curiously.

Yang Xiaobao smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, I am Yang Xiaobao."

The two old men looked at each other, and the man said, "I found the right one."

"Who are you seeing a doctor?" Yang Xiaobao asked again.

The two old men shook their heads and said, "It's not that we are seeing a doctor, yes, I want you to see a doctor for us alone."

Yang Xiaobao let out an oh, and then he understood.

"Then, what about the patient?"

"Yes, at home, I was wondering if I could invite you to come?" The old man said nervously and nervously, for fear that Yang Xiaobao would refuse.

Yang Xiaobao let out an "uh," he had never been to a doctor before.

Most of the patients come by themselves, and the more serious ones are pulled by their family members in a car.

And Yang Xiaobao had never been asked to visit a doctor.

This is mainly because Yang Xiaobao is very busy every day, and it is impossible to stay in the clinic all the time, let alone have time to visit the clinic.

Even Dong Zhiyong would drive his son Dong Haoxuan to see a doctor after making an appointment with Yang Xiaobao every time.

"Dr. Yang, we, we will give you the medical expenses, so you can go there for your help."

The two old men looked at Yang Xiaobao with beseeching eyes.

Yang Xiaobao looked at the two old men and sighed.

"Then, why can't you bring the patient over? Wouldn't this save time?"

The two old people looked at each other, and said in a murmur, "Doctor Yang, you, you can see what's going on after you go and see."

Looking at the expressions of the two old people, how could he refuse these two old people?

"Okay, so which village are you from?"

Seeing that Yang Xiaobao agreed to come down, the two old people were very happy, and they immediately said: "We, we are from Yaojia Village."

Yang Xiaobao knew that Yaojia Village was also a village in Shitou Town, to the west of Beihe Village.

"What's your surname? When I go to Yao's Village, who am I looking for?"

"My name is Yao Wanhuai. When you go to Yaojia Village, just say you are looking for Yao Wanhuai's family. Everyone in the village knows about it."

Yang Xiaobao nodded. Anyway, there is nothing to do this afternoon, so let's just take a trip.

"Then you go back first, and I'll come later." Yang Xiaobao said to Yao Wanhuai and his wife.

The old couple nodded again and again and left thankfully.

After they left, Yang Xiaobao simply packed up the tools for treatment, rode a motorcycle, and drove towards Yaojia Village.

Now it's time to go to the fields, and the village looks empty.

There are only a few old people sitting at the entrance of the village, talking together.

Yang Xiaobao parked the motorcycle, walked over and asked, "Excuse me, how can I get to Yao Wanhuai's house?"

Hearing that Yang Xiaobao asked about Yao Wanhuai's home, the expressions of the old people became very strange.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaobao was a little puzzled.

They asked suspiciously: "You, why are you looking for Yao Wanhuai's family? Where are you from?"

"I'm here to see a patient in Yao Wanhuai's family." Yang Xiaobao said.

The old men looked at each other again.

Their eyes are very strange, it seems that there is something unspeakable.

"Follow this road, go in, turn at the end of the road, the second house on the north side of the road, there is a peach tree planted at the door."

Yang Xiaobao nodded, thanked him, and walked towards his motorcycle.

Yang Xiaobao clearly felt that these old people were staring at his back.

This feeling is very bad.

Yang Xiaobao turned around, and saw those old people quickly avoiding their eyes.

When Yang Xiaobao got on the motorcycle, these old people started muttering something again.

Yang Xiaobao frowned, not knowing what was going on.

But he couldn't control that much. He rode a motorcycle and walked into the village according to the route they pointed out.

Soon, he found Yao Wanhuai's home.

Yang Xiaobao parked the motorcycle in front of Yao Wanhuai's house, and asked loudly, "Is there anyone at home?"

Waited for a while, and no reply.

Yang Xiaobao knew that he and Yao Wanhuai were on different roads, and he rode a motorcycle and got home faster than them.

After thinking about it, he decided not to wait at the door, but to go in and see the patient first.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao pushed open the gate and walked into the yard.

He saw that the yard was dilapidated, facing the gate, and facing south were three tile-roofed houses.

The thing is a wing room, and there is a pot under the eaves, which should be used for cooking.

Although the rural people are poor, most of them are now covered with buildings.

I didn't expect Yao Wanhuai's house to be so dilapidated.

"Is anyone there?" Yang Xiaobao asked again.

After waiting for a while, a voice asked in the east wing: "Yes, who is it?"

"I'm here to see the patient." Yang Xiaobao said loudly, "Where is the patient?"

There was silence in the East Wing for a while, and then a "squeak" was heard, the door was pushed open, and a disheveled man came out.

This man looks like he is in his 30s, he wears crumpled clothes, he walks unsteadily, and his eyes are full of vigilance and suspicion.

"Are you a doctor who sees patients?" the guy asked.

"Yes, Yao Wanhuai invited me here."

"My dad is serious, so many doctors have been invited and they can't see it well, can you do it?"

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Maybe it can work."

This guy looked Yang Xiaobao up and down again, snorted, and said, "Let me explain first, don't be afraid."

"Fear?"

Yang Xiaobao frowned.

Ever since he entered the village, he felt a little weird.

Whether it is the old people at the entrance of the village or this man, they are all weird.