Volume 2 Chapter 9: Searching for Qi in the Corpse
After drinking for a while, Wang Zijun was a little drunk. I knew his alcohol tolerance and he would probably vomit if he drank any more. I paid and was about to leave the barbecue restaurant when a middle-aged woman ran in in a panic, grabbed Wang Zijun and cried, "Xiaojun, go and see, your uncle is possessed by evil spirits and is going crazy in the square with a kitchen knife."
When Wang Zijun heard this, he sobered up immediately and said hurriedly, "Don't worry, Aunt, I'll go check it out right away." He said hello to you and me and hurried out of the barbecue restaurant.
Shen Bing pulled me and said, "Let's go and take a look."
Even if she didn't tell me, I would definitely go, and the two of us went out. This place is only a few steps away from the square. As soon as I go out, I can see a huge crowd of people in the middle of the square. I suddenly have an ominous premonition in my heart, because that place is where Liu San just died.
We hurried to the square, and just in time, the crowd saw Wang Zijun and his aunt coming over and made way for them, so we were able to squeeze in.
As expected, under the street lamp pole that Liu San had hit, a middle-aged man was lying on the ground with blood all over his face, holding a kitchen knife in his hand. There was a big hole on his forehead, and blood was gushing out. The blood on the ground had not dried yet, and a new layer of blood covered it. His eyes were gray and lifeless, and only his mouth was shaking and he was gasping for breath. It seemed that he was dying.
Wang Zijun's aunt threw herself on the man and started crying. Wang Zijun also panicked and took out his cell phone to call the health center.
Uncle Wang Zijun's eyes suddenly opened wide and his look was very clear, which might be a sign of a last breath. He recited a few numbers, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5...", then straightened his body, kicked his legs, and his head tilted to one side, and he died.
When I heard these five numbers, I was shocked. How could it be exactly the same as what happened to Fu Xueman? It was the female ghost who possessed her. Damn it, she couldn't take revenge on me, so she took it out on others. I turned around and looked around. It was almost dark at this time. The square was bathed in the afterglow of the sunset. There was a peaceful scene everywhere. There was no evil spirit.
Besides, no matter how powerful a ghost is, it wouldn’t dare to appear in broad daylight under the sun. This female ghost should not be here.
Shen Bing saw me looking around and asked quietly, "Is there any problem?"
I shook my head, pulled Wang Zijun aside, and whispered to him, "I heard from an old soldier in the army that if a person is killed by a ghost, the ghost's spirit will remain in the body after death. He said that if you stick a talisman on the soles of the deceased's feet, signs will appear on the forehead. " He still doesn't know about my story. Today, this kid was only busy telling strange stories to Shen Bing, so he didn't remember to ask me about my recent situation. I didn't intend to let him know, so I said that I heard it from the old soldier in the army.
He squeezed his tears and said, " The person is dead, what's the point of investigating this matter?"
This kid didn't understand, so I had to scare him by saying, "Two people died today, both men who lost money in business. Don't you think it's strange? If the men died, it wouldn't be a big deal. What I'm afraid of is that the women in the family won't be at peace either."
He was not a fool, and he understood what I meant immediately, but he said with a bitter face: "I do have some talismans on me, but I don't know which one to use."
I was stunned. I studied this profession but I didn't know what talismans to use. However, he was a beginner, so I couldn't blame him. There were too many types of talismans. There were dozens of talismans for exorcising ghosts and evil spirits alone. They were used in different situations and environments. If you used them wrongly, you would suffer. I said, "Take it out for me to see. I've seen this kind of talisman in the army, so I should be able to recognize it."
This kid carried a lot of yellow talismans with him, and he took out more than a dozen of them. I picked out two talismans to drive away evil spirits and told him that this was it. He looked at me doubtfully, then walked over and whispered a few words to my aunt, took off my uncle's shoes, and stuck the two talismans on the soles of his feet.
I knew he definitely couldn't recite the spell, so I filled it in for him, covering my mouth and whispering a few words. Wang Zijun lay beside his uncle, staring at his forehead, but there was no sign of success. He looked at it for a while and shook his head at me.
How could this happen? It couldn't be a ghost. It was impossible. If only Liu San was drunk and committed suicide in the square, it would be an accident. The same place, the same business failure, and both of them bumped into the same street lamp pole, there is no reason for such a coincidence.
Shen Bing poked me with her arm from behind and whispered, "He looks like he can't do anything, why don't you do it?"
I looked around at the people around me. No one in the town knew I had this skill because my great grandfather had set a rule that the identity of the ghost heir should not be disclosed at will, so as not to be looked down upon. But the truth had already been revealed in Fu Xueman's house. If I didn't let others know, it would only make people gossip about me behind my back. It would be better for me to be a ghost heir openly and honestly, walk my own way, and let the cats and dogs talk.
Thinking of this, he nodded, squatted down, stretched out his hand to hold Uncle Wang Zijun's ankle, and touched all the way up. This is called "touching the corpse to find the spirit", because in order to use the soul-chasing flag to track the whereabouts of the evil ghost, you must get his ghost spirit, like a police dog, you have to give it some smell. Sometimes, it is inevitable to encounter a situation like this, where there are no signs after being killed by a ghost. It is not that there is no ghost spirit in the body, but it is sealed in a corner and needs to be carefully searched.
Wang Zijun and his aunt were stunned and asked me why I was touching the body. I lied to them and said that the body of the deceased would gradually become stiff after death, and because of the awkward posture, it would be impossible to open it after it became stiff. They really believed what I said and were quite grateful to me. Have you ever seen anyone who is not a close relative touching the body of the deceased?
I touched my chest and felt a slight bulge. This was where the ghost energy was gathered. I quietly made a finger gesture and tapped the bulge. I saw a line arching up on the chest and instantly running into the throat. The corpse opened its mouth and spit out a huge puff of black smoke!
This frightened the crowd and Wang Zijun's aunt, who thought it was a corpse posing as a corpse. They screamed in fear and people quickly stepped back, leaving only Shen Bing, Wang Zijun and I by the corpse. I turned to look at Wang Zijun, what a courageous guy.
Wang Zijun opened his eyes wide in horror and said, "It was really killed by a ghost."
I waved my hand at him and pointed at the dead man's forehead. He and Shen Bing bent down to look. Since the corpse exhaled the black air, several black spots have slowly appeared on the forehead, forming a circle and tightly surrounding the Yintang acupoint. I counted them and there were exactly five black spots. What the hell did the number five represent?
At this moment, Shen Bing suddenly pointed ahead and shouted, "Look, there's chaos over there again!"
Wang Zijun and I looked up and saw a man in his fifties, shirtless, holding a brick in his hand, being pulled by several people. He was sweating all over, but he was not cold in the middle of winter. The crowd who had retreated to the back ran over to watch the excitement.
Wang Zijun was surprised and said, "He is the owner of the building materials and decoration store, Uncle Decai!"
