Chapter 13: What to do if you turn against me?
"Now that we know how she died, what should we do next? Should we find someone who can exorcise demons and deal with her?" Wang Qing asked.
"Let me tell you this. Once you find the cause, you have to follow the clues and look for a solution. Don't think that you have to kill her just because she is a ghost. After all, she was a human being when she was alive. She may not have done anything harmful to the world, so there is no need for you to be ruthless, okay? No demon hunter will let her turn into ashes. It will not do you any good. The best solution is to let her enter the underworld willingly. As for how to deal with her, that is the judge's business and has nothing to do with us."
Wang Qing blinked his ignorant eyes and said: "I think I understand what you said, but I don't quite understand it."
Wang Jingzhe rolled his eyes and said, "Just find out why she died, and then help her resolve her unfulfilled wishes or things that she's been thinking about. There must be a reason why her soul is still lingering. Didn't you search and find out that she was posting fliers? Start from there , and then find people who know her, and then continue to explore. Um, I'm going out to eat, you continue your research... I might be back late, you use this day to digest what I told you."
Wang Jingzhe left after saying a few words. Wang Qing immediately became alert, knowing that there was a way to prevent this female ghost from bothering him in the future. He became energized as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he instantly got into the state.
Wang Qing lay on the bed, looking through several posts he had found before, found a few people who had posted messages, and then tried to leave messages for them, waiting for someone to reply to him.
On the other side, Wang Jingzhe came out of the hotel and bought a pancake, then went to the restaurant where they had eaten last night and took back the bag he had left there. After getting his things, he went to the bus stop and got on a bus heading towards the city center.
He would be able to solve Wang Qing's troubles later, so he had to do what he wanted to do in the capital in advance. In addition to waiting for Ding Wu to be released from prison, his biggest purpose of coming to the capital was to settle a debt.
This account was left by Wang Jingzhe's grandfather more than forty years ago. At that time, Grandpa Wang left a kitchen knife for a man, and then he once told fortunes for this man. The other party wanted to give money but the old man refused. He only told the other party that someone would come to collect the debt from him forty-two years later. If he was gone his descendants would settle the account and the knife would be returned.
The knife seller on credit always values his promises the most, just like the King of Hell will not let you live until the fifth watch if he wants you to die at the third watch. The knife seller will come to collect it when he says he will. If the prophecy he told you comes true, you have to fulfill your promise on time, and you cannot change your word even if it is worth a thousand gold.
Then someone might ask, what if the prophecy left by the knife seller on credit does not come true?
What I can tell you is that there is nothing that a prophecy left by an orthodox knife seller on credit cannot come true. Some people may ask, what if the other party denies the debt when collecting it? Because it may be too long ago, the person involved is no longer alive, and his children or descendants do not acknowledge the matter at all. What should we do?
That's embarrassing. The rule of the knife seller is that if you admit your debt, everything will be fine. If you don't, you have to return it to me in the same way you got it.
Life and death can be determined with certainty, the universe can be determined by divine calculations, and if you want to know what will happen after your death, please ask the knife seller. There is actually a paragraph behind this sentence that is not widely circulated in the world, which is that if what happens after your death comes true, if you turn your back on me, the knife seller will let you know what it means to be back to the time before liberation overnight.
Around noon, Wang Jingzhe took three buses and finally arrived in Dongcheng District. After getting off the bus, he followed the road signs and found a place called Maoer Hutong.
Maoer Hutong is a very famous place in Beijing. In addition to some houses, there are three courtyard houses in the hutong. Nowadays, everyone knows that courtyard houses in Beijing are synonymous with wealth. The prices of over 100 million yuan are shocking, and they are still in short supply. Basically, you rarely hear of people selling courtyard houses, and even if they are sold, the prices are ridiculously high. So if you know someone who has a courtyard house, then you can be sure that this person must be rich or noble.
After Wang Jingzhe entered Maoer Hutong, he walked leisurely all the way inside. When he reached the innermost part of the alley, he stopped in front of two vermilion gates. On both sides lay two stone lions guarding the house. On the porch hung a very old plaque with two large characters written on it.
"Feng's House"
Wang Jingzhe glanced at the plaque above, then reached out and pulled the door knocker and knocked a few times. Not long after, someone came in. An old man in his sixties opened the door and saw a young man in a robe standing at the door. He was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Wang Jingzhe smiled and asked politely, "Is your surname Feng? I'm looking for Feng Yulin."
The old man inside the door frowned and asked in surprise, "Are you looking for Feng Yulin?"
"Yes, find him."
"Then you may be disappointed. It's a bit difficult to find him."
Wang Jingzhe asked, "What's wrong?"
"My uncle died three years ago. How do you think you can find him?"
Wang Jingzhe frowned, sighed inwardly, and then continued: "Feng Yulin is gone, so I can find his children."
The old man looked at him for a few seconds and asked in confusion: "What do you do?"
"Many years ago, Feng Yulin owed my grandfather a debt and I came here to collect it. Now that he is gone, I asked his children to collect it," Wang Jingzhe explained slowly.
The old man was stunned with surprise. After a while, he shook his head and said, "It's impossible. How could our Feng family owe anyone money? Stop messing around here."
"It's not about money..." Wang Jingzhe narrowed his eyes and said, "Feng Yulin promised my grandfather a promise. You may not know. Just tell Feng Yulin's children that a man named Wang came to him to take back a kitchen knife from 42 years ago, and he will know."
The old man said in astonishment, "Okay, I'll tell you."
"Okay, I'll come over again at this time the day after tomorrow." Wang Jingzhe smiled, turned around and walked out of the alley.
After Wang Jingzhe left, the old man returned to the courtyard, went to the living room, picked up the phone, found a number and dialed it. The people from the Feng family in this courtyard no longer lived here. The old man also had the surname Feng and was a distant relative of the Feng family. He came here to help look after the house.
After the call was connected, the old man said to the other party: "Tianliang, a strange young man came to the courtyard today. He said he was here to collect a debt..."
After the person on the phone heard what the old man said , he said, "Nonsense, what kitchen knife? I don't know anything about it. If he comes again next time, just send him away."
