Chapter 28 Mysterious Letter
When I got home that night, I was already frightened, and then I saw the old blind man's corpse and the female ghost. I almost had a heart attack. But the female ghost only said three words and then fell to the ground and fainted. I was stunned for a long time before I dared to lift her long hair and saw that it was Lei Xueting.
She was not dead yet, I poured a basin of cold water over her, and she woke up again, saying intermittently that they were being followed, their treasures were stolen, and they were murdered. I asked who the murderer was, and she died after saying only the word "Chen". Both of them were fatally wounded in the heart, and the murderer's killing method was very precise, and one knife killed them. I thought to myself that you deserved it. If you didn't want to harm Lin Yuxi and me, the four of us would not have given the murderer this opportunity when we returned home together.
This is retribution!
I temporarily wrapped them in old blankets, dragged them into the inner room and stuffed them under the bed, and then covered them with miscellaneous items. In general, apart from customers who come to tell fortunes, there are very few neighbors from the village who come to visit us in a year. Even if their bodies stink, they may not be discovered. After I dealt with their bodies, I went out and carried Lin Yuxi into the house, put her on the old blind man's bed, and then washed the blood on the ground with water.
It was almost daybreak now. He thought that the old blind man's business was good and that customers would come to his door soon. What should he do? He rolled his eyes and came up with a plan. He found a piece of straw paper and wrote a few words on it: "I will be out for a month. Please come back later." He pasted the straw paper on the wooden fence outside and went into the kitchen to find sticky rice.
Glutinous rice is the name of the southerners. We call it Jiangmi in the north. The yield is not high. It is usually used to make zongzi during the Dragon Boat Festival. We rarely eat this kind of food at other times. But our family has stored a lot of it. I used to be very puzzled. He stored a whole jar of glutinous rice but didn't eat it. I suspected that the old blind man had money to burn. Now I understand. If he wants to move the old zongzi in the ancient tomb, how can he not prepare some glutinous rice? This seems to be God's will. He didn't use it himself, but he helped Lin Yuxi.
In the Ghost Talisman Sutra, the method of removing corpse poison is very simple, which only mentions applying mashed glutinous rice to wounds, taking glutinous rice juice internally, and adding talisman water. If the poisoning is not very serious, it will have miraculous effects within seven days. The talisman water is made by burning the cleansing talisman into talisman ashes and mixing it with yin and yang water, which is boiled water and cold water.
First, mash the glutinous rice into granular powder, take out a part of it to make glutinous rice juice, and feed it to Lin Yuxi. Open the bandage on her arm, scrape off the glutinous rice that was chewed with her mouth, wash the wound with clean water, apply fresh glutinous rice powder, and rebandage it.
Lin Yuxi was still unconscious, and she still had a slight fever when she touched her forehead. There was no antipyretic medicine at home, so she could only apply a towel soaked in cold water to her forehead. After finishing all this, she looked out the window and saw that people came to the old blind man to tell fortunes one after another, but after seeing the straw paper on the fence, they returned disappointed.
This trick worked, and I felt relieved. I remembered that I was still naked, so I found a pair of pants to put on, and suddenly I found that the book was still stuffed in my pants. I took out the wet book and put it aside. After putting on my pants, I felt sore all over and was very sleepy. I pulled a mat over and spread it on the ground and fell asleep. But after closing my eyes, I started to worry again. What if some stupid customer ignored the warning and barged in?
Thinking of this, no matter how tired or sleepy I was, I dared not sleep. I sat up and felt my stomach growling with hunger. Since the wall of our courtyard was a low earthen wall of more than one meter high, and the gate was a wooden fence, I could see the courtyard clearly from outside. It was easy to be seen if I went out in the daytime. I dared not go to the kitchen to cook, but I couldn't starve. I rolled my eyes and thought about the old blind man who always locked the cabinet. I had secretly seen him put packaged nutritional supplements and other food in it.
He was a very stingy person. Whenever a customer gave him a gift, he would lock it up and only eat it during festivals. Even if it was not suitable for storage, he would hide it. Sometimes he would eat it secretly in the middle of the night and would only let me have some when it was about to go bad.
I rubbed my stomach and ran to the inner room. The key was often tied to the old blind man's waistband. It was too much trouble to pull the body out to find the key, so I found a hammer and broke the lock. The moment I opened the cabinet, a mixed fragrance wafted out. There were many packaged foods stored, including sesame crisps, beef, roast chicken, biscuits, health products, etc. I grabbed a bag of beef, tore it open and ate it. I found a few bottles of good wine in the cabinet, so I opened a bottle and blew it directly into the bottle.
In addition to wine and food, there were several stacks of Mao Zedong's banknotes in a corner of the cabinet. I put the bottle on the floor, took out the banknotes and counted them. There were six stacks, each stack looked to be 10,000 yuan, which was all the money he earned from fortune-telling over the years. But I think he earned much more than that, and a large part of it should be deposited in the bank or spent on women.
Seeing six stacks of Mao Zedong's banknotes, I was overjoyed. I had never seen so much money since I was a child, and it would all belong to me in the future. After eating and drinking, I temporarily put the Mao Zedong's banknotes in the cabinet and took out a bag of black sesame paste to make some for Lin Yuxi. Suddenly, I saw a letter under the bag. There was no word written on the envelope, and the mouth was open, so I took out the letter paper inside and opened it to take a look.
The letter was written in small regular script with a brush, and the font was particularly beautiful. The content of the letter roughly said that the old blind man should pay attention to Chen Dahong and not follow his path. This man moved here from other places in his early years, but generally speaking, men would not choose to settle in remote mountain villages, unless those women who were helpless or trafficked were forced to live in the mountains. It also reminded the old blind man not to waste too much time on the stolen child, let him finish junior high school, and basically recognize all the words he can recognize, and then let him read the Ghost Talisman Sutra.
Finally, I would like to add one more sentence: Remember, after the deed is done, this evil species must be eradicated and must not be allowed to remain in the world!
The more I read, the more frightened I became. Chen Dahong was the old man in our village who often told us children stories. He was a kind old man, but in this letter, he became a dangerous person. This was secondary. The important thing was that I was stolen by the old blind man, not picked up on the roadside as he said. And the old blind man also followed the instructions of this man, asking me to drop out of school after junior high school, and then began to lure me to discover the Ghost Talisman Sutra . The old blind man was very patient. In order to let all this happen naturally, I waited for several years after graduating from junior high school.
I waited until I found the Ghost Talisman Scripture, and then after studying and practicing, I could finally enter the ancient tomb and open the mechanism on the demon corpse, so I carefully set a trap. Fortunately, the demon corpse was at best a hairy zombie. If it was really comparable to the drought demon, let alone opening the mechanism, my life would have been over. What surprised me most was that the old blind man had decided to kill me many years ago, because this letter had already clearly stated it.
Suddenly, I thought of another thing. Before she died, Lei Xueting said the murderer's surname was Chen. Could it be Chen Dahong?
