First Chapter 28: Eliminating Resentment Acne
When I woke up, it was already daybreak. Qin Yiheng's bed was empty, and I didn't know where he had gone. Since it was still early, I didn't rush to look for him, but patiently lay on the bed and watched TV. He didn't come back until almost noon, and he was holding a little sparrow. I was quite puzzled, why did he go out to shoot birds so early in the morning? Qin Yiheng asked me to wait patiently, and then he took a Swiss Army knife from his bag and went to the bathroom. My curiosity was aroused, and I couldn't help but follow him to see.
Qin Yiheng quickly cut open the sparrow's stomach in the bathroom, then took out the internal organs one by one and carefully placed them on yellow paper. The whole scene was a bit bloody, and it was really uncomfortable to see this right after getting up.
Then, he took out a handful of straw from his pocket, tied a small straw man with a red string, stuffed the internal organs wrapped in yellow paper into the straw man's stomach, and finally tied a red string around the straw man's neck and told me to tie it to my middle finger. After everything was done, Qin Yiheng told me not to run around all day, just stay here and don't break the string, and I can start to remove the pimples in the evening.
I had no choice but to carefully place the straw man on the bedside table, and then lie on the bed in a position similar to an infusion. Although this position is not painful, my arm still feels a little numb after a long time, especially when eating, because the middle finger of my right hand is tied, so it is extremely inconvenient to use chopsticks. But fortunately, Qin Yiheng is there and can lend a hand to help me, so it doesn't have much impact.
Finally, it was dark. Qin Yiheng saw that it was almost time, so he turned off the lights in the room, asked me to stand in a place where the moonlight could not reach, and placed the straw man under the moonlight. Then he took out a piece of yellow paper, wrote my name, and asked me to prick my finger and drip a few drops of blood on it, and then burned the yellow paper. In an instant, the paper burned to ashes.
I was watching from the side and found it quite interesting. However, when I saw the yellow paper burned out, I started to get nervous, because Qin Yiheng said that I would have to suffer a lot, and I believed that pricking a finger should not be a big pain.
At first, there was nothing unusual. I saw Qin Yiheng staring at the straw man. But slowly, I don't know if it was because I was dazzled, I saw that the straw man seemed to move slightly. Qin Yiheng's face looked very nervous. He also noticed the slight movement of the straw man. He immediately took out a small paper cutter blade that he had prepared, asked me to stretch out my hand, and cut each of my ten fingers between the first and second joints. Needless to say, the paper cutter is very sharp. My hand was covered with small cuts in a few strokes, and blood began to slowly flow from the blade.
Qin Yiheng held my hands and told me to drip blood onto the straw man. With each drop, the straw man seemed to struggle. Although there was blood, I think he also knew the right amount of blood, so the blood stopped dripping after a while. But my fingers were connected to my heart, and it really hurt me. I was sweating a lot on my forehead without realizing it. I looked down and saw that the straw man was already stained with a lot of blood.
Afterwards, Qin Yiheng took out a bundle of red thread and wrapped the paper man like a mummy, then tore off the red thread tied to my middle finger and told me that the pimple had now been transferred to the straw man. I should leave it in the house to sleep tonight, and find a time tomorrow to put it on a main road with heavy traffic and let cars run over it for a day and it would be fine.
When I heard him say that everything was fine, I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was still a little afraid of the straw man, so I put him in the bathroom.
After he put the straw man in place, he explained to me, "A sparrow may be small, but it has all the organs. This is common sense. He used the five organs of a sparrow and a paper man to forge a me and transfer the resentment. However, if I do this, the straw man will be crushed on the road tomorrow, and my fortune will inevitably be low for a while. But if I'm lucky and get crushed by the wedding car, it can get rid of the bad luck, but the wedding family may suffer a small disaster."
The matter has been resolved, and I feel much more relaxed. I thought I could sleep well that night, but in the middle of the night I seemed to hear a child crying in the room. I turned sideways and saw Qin Yiheng was also awake. He gestured to me to continue sleeping and said that it was nothing serious, so I turned over and went to sleep. Although I didn't sleep well that night, I slept until dawn.
The next day, Qin Yiheng placed the straw man on a road with heavy traffic as planned, and then discussed with me and decided that we should go back to the old man's house to take a look.
I also thought that I had to go back, even if not to see if I could find any clues from the chess game, at least I had to apologize to the old lady and say goodbye. Besides, I still felt that the house could be bought, because now that the old man's soul was no longer there, this deal was still a good deal.
We returned to the old man's house. The old lady did not blame us for disturbing us that day, and still greeted us with a smile. I sat down and continued to discuss the signing of the contract with the old lady, and Qin Yiheng went to the old man's bedroom to see if there were any new discoveries. The discussion about the contract went more smoothly than expected, but unfortunately, Qin Yiheng did not gain anything. Anyway, things have come to this point. Although there are still too many questions that have not been answered, at least I can get this house. In this way, the twists and turns this time are worth it. Qin Yiheng seemed a little unwilling, but now it seems that he can only go back home. So we stayed for another day, and waited until we signed the contract with the old lady before we got up and returned.
It was only on the train back that I remembered to ask about Liu Quezi, because if the address Qin Yiheng gave me was correct, and I found a fake Liu Quezi according to the correct address, then there must be a big problem.
Qin Yiheng said that he had actually considered this a long time ago, so he would go look for Liu Quezi after we returned. But now it seems that the chance of finding him is very slim. If we think about the bad side , Liu Quezi may have been in trouble.
To be honest, as for a person's life and death, I have been dealing with ghosts and gods for so long that I have become more indifferent to it. However, I still cannot adapt to the intrigues and deceptions among the living.
I let out a long sigh and prepared to go to the toilet to smoke a cigarette. Just after entering the toilet and taking a few puffs of the cigarette, the phone in my pocket rang. It was a text message. I took out my phone and saw that it was from an unfamiliar number, but the content really surprised me: Yuan Zhen was not alone!
I was stunned by this message. After thinking for a while, I called back, but the phone was turned off. This message was unclear, saying that Yuan Zhen was not a person. What did this mean? Did it mean that he was not a person, or that he had a gang?
Frankly speaking, I also think that Yuan Zhen should have a team, but after working with him for so long, I have never found out. After all, we are just partners, and interests are the bond between us. As for how he got the information about those houses for me, it actually has nothing to do with me.
I thought about the message for a while and thought it was probably a prank. Yuan Zhen is indeed a powerful middleman, but it is a bit exaggerated to say that he is not a human. But before I stepped out of the toilet, another message came, still from the same number, the content is: You don't believe it? I will prove it to you. The answer you want is in this house, and the key is in the flowerpot on the terrace. At the end of the message is an address. The city where the house is located is a municipality, but it is far away from where I am.
This message made me even more curious, so I called again, but the number was still turned off. After two calls, I realized that the other party was probably transferring the call to a turned-off number, so I tentatively sent a text message to the other party: Who are you? However, the text message never came again.
When I returned to my seat, I was still thinking about this matter. After thinking about it, I felt that I should tell Qin Yiheng. I showed him the text message, but he didn't think it was a big deal. He just said that this person was so mysterious just to lead us to that house. If that was the case, then this house was probably a trap.
I quite agree with his analysis. The loss I suffered at the hands of Six Fingers last time is still fresh in my memory, so I simply stopped thinking about it and got into a comfortable position with my eyes closed to rest.
When I was about to arrive at the station, I received another text message and thought, "Could it be the same person again?" Sure enough, this time it was a multimedia message. I opened it and my heart skipped a beat.
The composition of the photo is a bit distorted, with most of the frame blocked by a pitch-black object. Only a small part of the frame can vaguely be seen as a blurry silhouette, which shows that the photo was taken in a hurry.
I looked at it for a long time and suddenly felt something was wrong.
The scene in the picture seemed very familiar. I thought about it again and suddenly realized that this photo was taken on this train. The back figure in the photo was me! This person was on this train!
I immediately stood up and looked around, but the train had already arrived at the station and many people were getting off with their luggage, so it was impossible to find the person who took the photo. Moreover, since he dared to send it to me, he must have planned it very carefully and calculated that I would not be able to find him.
But who could this person be?
I guess Qin Yiheng noticed that I looked abnormal, so he asked me what was going on.
I showed him the photo, but his expression suddenly froze, and he told me that we must go to this house. But when I asked him the reason, he was reluctant to say more, and just told me that this time it was very likely that he would go to the tiger mountain even though he knew there was a tiger, and hoped that I would be mentally prepared.
