Volume 2 Cold Dew Chapter 68 Nightmare
The next morning, Xu Zhihai went out with his wife and daughter.
They did not go directly to Jinguang Temple, but went to the Cultural Street Management Office to find Cheng Ming first.
"Uncle Xu, why are you here? So early." Cheng Ming was a little surprised.
"Xiaocheng, I want to ask you something."
"you say."
"Six years ago, something happened in Wenhua Street. Did the management office find monks from Jinguang Temple to perform a ritual?"
"Six years ago..." Cheng Ming thought for a moment, "That one, yes, what's wrong?"
"I want to ask you for a favor. My daughter came down from Wenbing Mountain a few days ago and felt a little unwell. She went to the hospital for a checkup but nothing was found."
Xu Zhihai looked at Cheng Ming's expression and said, "So I want to ask you, do you have any reliable masters in Jinguang Temple that you are familiar with?"
"So..." Cheng Ming understood what Xu Zhihai meant. He glanced at Xu Jiaqi. She obviously did not sleep well. Her skin was pale and she had dark circles under her eyes.
"We all know each other, so how about this, Uncle Xu, I'll take you in."
"Thank you for your help, Xiaocheng."
"No trouble, no trouble. Uncle Xu, your business is my business."
Cheng Ming took Xu Zhihai and his family to Jinguang Temple.
Cheng Ming explained his purpose, and after they sat in the reception room for a while, Master Hong Zhen walked in.
Cheng Ming introduced him to Xu Zhihai, "This is Master Hongzhen. He was the one who presided over the ritual six years ago."
"Hello, Master Hongzhen." Xu Zhihai and his whole family paid their respects to Master Hongzhen.
"Hello, donor." Master Hongzhen returned the greeting.
Xu Zhihai explained the situation to Master Hongzhen, "My daughter has encountered some problems recently. Can you help her take a look?"
Master Hongzhen glanced at Xu Jiaqi.
"I did encounter some unclean things."
"Can I trouble the Master..."
Master Hongzhen nodded and said, "Please accompany me to the Buddhist chanting hall."
"Okay, please help me, Master."
Seeing this, Cheng Ming said, "Uncle Xu, I'm going back to work first. Call me if you have anything."
"Go ahead. I'll thank you later."
Xu Zhihai and his family followed Master Hongzhen into the Buddhist chanting hall.
As usual, I recited the Puan Mantra.
The sound is mellow, as if bathing in sweet rain.
Strands of black air flew out from Xu Jiaqi's forehead, gathered in mid-air into the shape of five twisted petals, and then dissipated.
Master Hongzhen remembered the green pattern on Zhang Qingsu's forehead.
A volume of scriptures has been read.
Xu Jiaqi opened her eyes.
Eyes clear.
Master Hongzhen hesitated for a moment, then he asked: "Excuse me, what has happened to the female donor recently?"
Xu Jiaqi glanced at Xu Zhihai.
"The master is asking you." Xu Zhihai said.
Xu Jiaqi sorted out her thoughts and said, " One of my father's students recently returned from the United States. He is pursuing me. He asked me to go on a trip and take a hot spring bath in Wenbingshang. I agreed."
"During the trip, I felt that he and I were not suitable, so I made it clear to him."
Xu Jiaqi's story was very clear. "He invited me to a party in the evening, where they tried to distort my mind but failed. After I returned to my room, I started to feel strange and had incomplete memories, as if I had been cursed. I also agreed to Zhang Lin's proposal for no apparent reason."
"How did you find out something was wrong?" asked Master Hongzhen.
Xu Jiaqi shook her head. "I don't know either. Last night, I was sitting on the sofa and eating fruit when suddenly... There was a strong scent of incense in the room I was staying in, and something was added to my skin care products..."
"Does the donor live nearby?"
"Yes, it's in Yipinhua City. We walked here." Xu Jiaqi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Am I okay? Is this a cult? Should we call the police?"
"I wonder if the donor knows someone who lives on Wenhua Street."
"Who?" Xu Zhihai asked.
"Do you know Jiang You, the owner of No. 42 Wenfeng Road?"
"I know him, what's the matter?"
"He is from the Special Incidents Division of the Public Security Bureau. He is good at handling these matters." Master Hong Zhen paused.
Xu Zhihai and his family looked at each other in disbelief.
After leaving Jinguang Temple, Xu Zhihai and his two companions, who were instructed by Master Hongzhen, went to the Insect House at No. 42 Wenfeng Road.
The courtyard gate was open and the door was locked.
"Xiao Jiang, he must be sleeping at this time," Xu Zhihai stepped into the yard and looked around. "He told me last time that the yard was so nice, but I didn't believe it. Now it seems to be really nice."
"Let's call him?" Zhang Qiu said.
Xu Zhihai nodded, took out his cell phone, found Jiang You's number and dialed it.
Jiang You is sleeping.
Perhaps it was because he had built the Lego jungle game before going to bed, that in his dream, a giant eight-eyed spider was staring at him in the darkness ahead.
There are spider webs all around.
The scenery is beautiful.
Just as Jiang You was about to jump onto the spider's back and drive the spider to conquer the dark cave, his cell phone vibrated.
Jiang You buried his head in the pillow.
The shaking stopped.
After a few seconds, it started vibrating again. Jiang You reached out to grab the phone, tried hard to open his eyes, and saw the words "Bad chess player" displayed on the screen.
He picked up the phone.
"Morning, Mr. Xu. I'm not going to the teahouse today."
Xu Zhihai said: "Master Hongzhen of Jinguang Temple asked me to find you."
"Where are you? Let's meet up this afternoon..."
"I'm right in your yard."
Jiang You was silent for a few seconds, then he said, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll be down soon."
