Chapter 013 - Lightning Strikes Riding Cloth

　　In the evening, the clouds were dense and the wind carried the smell of rain. 　　As darkness fell, Mountain Man Wu Chu and Hansheng set out in their straw raincoats. The mountain man told Hansheng that the place they were going to was not far away, within the camphor forest in the Wolong Valley. 　　Cold Sheng walked with a wooden stick, but it was not very strenuous. Turning over the foot of the mountain, in front of them is a black and heavy camphor forest. Big Place Mountain is famous for its many wild camphor trees, and before entering the forest, he already smelled a faint camphor scent. 　　Through the dense forest, a huge towering black shadow appeared in front of me, that is a thousand years old camphor tree. 　　The sound of thunder came from the distance, and in a few moments, the downpour came as expected. 　　Wu Chu Shanren stopped and tugged Han Sheng into a small shack next to him. 　　"Alright, let's wait here." Mountain Man took the double-barreled shotgun off his shoulder and carefully loaded two rounds. 　　"What are we waiting for?" Chill asked with a bit of nervousness in his heart. 　　"Thunder and lightning, wait until the thunder and lightning flashes and it will come out." Mountain Man replied. 　　"What is it?" Hansheng asked after him. 　　Wu Chu mountain man leaned his shotgun against the window of the shack, and lowered his voice, "I told you yesterday, some organisms in the world will have negative substances on their bodies for a long time, which can easily attract lightning strikes, but of course, they usually live for a lot of years, and superstition says that they have become fertilized, like what the White Snake Spirit or the Green Snake Spirit or the Yellow Skinned Yellow Immortal or something like that is. Wait a moment when thunder and lightning, you pay attention to observe the top of this thousand year old camphor tree, you will find it ......" 　　Just at this time, outside the shack a black shadow "whoosh" jumped up, head-on into Hansheng's arms, let out a whimpering sound. Wu Chushanren was shocked, hastily reached out for his gun. 　　Unexpectedly at this moment, Hansen but "giggle" laugh out loud, mouth kept shouting: "dum dum, you finally found it!" 　　The mountain man snapped on the flashlight and saw that it was a big yellow dog that was very excited. 　　"He's Clumsy." Chanson introduced. 　　A thunderclap rang overhead, lightning streaked by, and Clumsy was so scared that he hid his head in Chanson's arms and didn't dare to come out. 　　"Look!" Wu Chu Shanren shouted urgently. 　　As soon as he pushed Clumsy away, Chansheng pounced in front of the window and peered into the darkness at the top of the old camphor tree. Clumsy squeezed in afterward, raising his head to look in the same direction. 　　In a flash, another lightning, the old camphor tree tops instantly bright as day, Hansheng clearly see, a huge black bat standing majestically in the branches of the tree, looking up at the sky, forehead rooted silver hair with the wind scattered, claws held high a menstrual belt over the top ...... 　　The next several consecutive streaks of blinding lightning struck the white-haired old bat, but saw that beast grabbed the menstrual belt and flexibly blocked left and right. The lightning crossed the menstrual belt and struck a few feet away, and a deafening popping sound came from it. 　　"The riding cloth is the world's most obscene thing, able to dodge lightning and thunder strikes, this old bat used it as a talisman, so you can see its spirituality." The mountain man whispered. 　　"Bang Bang," Mountain Man aimed and fired two shots in a row. The gunshot slashed through the bat's clawed palm, shaken by the sudden blow, the bat couldn't hold both claws, and the menstrual belt came out of his hand and floated down towards the tree. 　　Another bright as day lightning, impartial is hit in the body of the bat, fire, the old bat suddenly turned into ashes ....... 　　There was darkness, and the thunder was far away. 　　Clumsy leaped out with a roar, and in a short time returned with the menstrual belt in his mouth. 　　"This is the 'Thunder Strike Riding Cloth' you asked for." Wu Chu Mountain Man let out a light breath. 　　Hansheng held the menstrual belt in his palm. It was a menstrual belt of the type commonly used by women at that time, sewn with cloth, on which patches of dried blood could still be vaguely seen. 　　This was the medicine guide indicated in the Qing Nang Sutra? 　　Inside the Crouching Dragon Valley's herb room, Hansheng was still agitated by the thrilling scene in the camphor forest just now, and the white-haired old bat's heroic and unyielding figure as it fought against nature emerged in his mind. 　　"We killed it." Hansheng said, inadvertently revealing the compassion of a healer. 　　Wu Chu mountain man consoled: "This is also to save people, there are many animals in the world with high IQ, the older they get the more evil they are, the means to fight with nature is even more varied, like this old bat, at least more than a hundred years old, it even knew that the menstrual belt used by human women can avoid lightning, so it stole it to be used as an amulet. The ancients once wrote a strange book which recorded many weird methods like this one to ward off evil spirits in the world, but unfortunately the book has long been lost." 　　"What is the name of this book?" Hansheng asked with interest. 　　"The Corpse Clothes." Mount Wu Chu replied. 　　"That's a strange enough name." Hansheng said. 　　Wu Chu mountain man stood up and said, "Tossing hungry, come, I'll go get some late night snacks to eat." He said and walked to the next door stove room, then the sound of pots and pans rattling came from inside. 　　Under the oil lamp, Hansheng carefully looked at the "Thunder Strike Riding Cloth". 　　He had heard of this kind of women's necessity, but he had never seen it before. Women in the countryside were always ashamed to talk about it, and often dried it secretly in an unseen place. The hand of this is hand-stitched with the old shirt, black dry stains must be undoubtedly menstrual blood, above the charred spots left by the thunder and lightning burns, the world's most obscene thing can cure the sobbing blood, Chinese medicine is really a never-ending learning ah. 　　Think they have memorized the "green bag scripture" on more than a hundred of the cure, should not go out of the mountains, wandering the world to the pot to help the world? Hansheng's heart was full of thoughts. 　　"The midnight snack is here!" Wu Chu mountain man yelled. 　　Hansheng looked up, and sure enough, it was Mouse Dry again. In the corner, Clumsy had already wolfed it down. 　　It was night, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, the remnant moon was like a hook, and the earth was cool. 　　Early in the morning, Hansheng to Wu Chu mountain man resignation. Mountain man some reluctant to part with, insisted on seeing each other to the placebo mountain, Hansen is also three steps a turn back, urged the mountain man have time to come to Nanshan Village to get together. Walked out a long way, the mountain man is still standing in the mountain pass under the tree. 　　Hansen's heart misses his father, leaning on a wooden stick all the way to walk and rest, straight to Nanshan Village. In the middle of the day, far away from the thatched roof of the house has been seen. 　　The big yellow dog ran over like a joy, not long to hear it in front of the house barking, as if something is not right. 　　Hansheng entered the house, the table on the table food is still neatly placed there, only no sign of his father. 　　Did he go to the emergency room again? 　　Hansheng waited until the sun set, until the moon in the middle of the sky, his father still did not come back.