Volume 2: The crown and the hat are all over the capital, and the spirit is full of energy and enter the foggy city Chapter 117: The Power is Working
Subtitle of this chapter: Were those points for Master Yuan’s performances added in vain?
"Mr. Yuan, do you have any evidence to prove that the infant spirit you mentioned is in this carriage?"
Major Eisenhower stared closely at the mysterious oriental gentleman in front of him, and was extremely angry. Therefore, the words he said were polite, but the tone was very aggressive, and one could tell that he was asking this question with anger.
He has been transferred to various places in the United States over the years, and his experience is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people. So this major knows that there are people called "charlatans" in this world. They take advantage of the weaknesses of the human mind to cheat, which is really the most hateful.
And now, this Chinese man is taking advantage of his wife's grief to talk nonsense about "infant spirits". He is obviously a liar with bad intentions.
In addition, as a white man of this era, he inevitably had some racial discrimination, and always felt that the "squinty-eyed" people were dirty, evil pagans that Christians could not understand. Yuan Yanshu's criticism of God just now deepened his impression.
Master Yuan stared at Eisenhower without hesitation, and at the same time, a very complicated expression appeared on his face...
Well, it’s time for him to show off his acting skills again.
The people in the car saw that his handsome face first showed the kind of "surprise" of being suddenly offended by others, then the "anger" of understanding emerged, and then suddenly showed deep "sympathy", and then the strong "hesitation" of the mental struggle, with a little ...
The connection between these expressions is so natural. One expression hasn't disappeared yet and another one takes over, but the two expressions are clearly distinguished, so that people can tell at a glance the drastic change in his inner emotions.
You know what, if he gets into the film industry, he'll definitely be a great acting master!
If he were to participate in something like "The Birth of an Actor"... well, that thing is an internal selection, and even if his acting skills were to break through the sky, it would probably be of no use.
Yuan Yan, with a face full of emotions, looked at the aggressive Eisenhower, then at Mrs. Eisenhower with a sad face, and also glanced at the curious Major Patton and Miss Murman, then she let out a long sigh.
Finally, his entire body radiated a strong aura.
Major Patton and Major Eisenhower had seen this kind of momentum before. The former was particularly familiar with it because he had seen it several times on the battlefields of the European War. That is... ready to die!
Our Master Yuan sighed and closed his eyes. After half a minute, he slowly said, "Since Major Eisenhower wants evidence, then as an honest gentleman, I will naturally give you some evidence. However..."
He opened his eyes, and with a strange light flashing in his eyes, he scanned the faces of everyone in the car, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what happens, I hope you can stay calm. Because this ritual is very dangerous, the consequences of being interrupted are very terrible. Do you understand?"
Including Major Eisenhower, everyone was held back by his affectation and nodded without saying a word.
"And please don't look back! Do you remember?"
Everyone nodded in silence again.
"Well then..." After giving them a psychological hint, Yuan Yan turned to look at Mrs. Eisenhower and asked very seriously, "Madam, do you have your son's belongings with you?"
Mamie, with a pale face, bit her lower lip and nodded, then took out a child's bib from her coat pocket. She was indeed a mother who missed her son so much.
Master Yuan looked at the bib carefully, but he nodded without even touching it and said, "Very good. Please spread it on your knees."
He reached out to close the window, then took a long drag on his cigar, handed the back half to Miss Moman and said, "Hold it for me."
With his hands free, he sat up straight, rubbed his face, rubbed his hands again, closed his eyes and sang in a low voice: "Oh... oh... ah hiss... ah hiss... ah hiss... ah hiss... ah hiss... ah hiss... ah hiss... ah hiss... ah hiss... "
Everyone in the car was listening to the “Xuan (Tan) Ao (Te)” spell, and for some reason they felt an itch on the back of their necks, as if someone was blowing gently on them.
"Fortunately," they all remembered Master Yuan's stern instructions just now, and forced themselves not to look back.
Well, this is what is called "suspicion breeds evil."
"Huh!" Yuan Yan suddenly shouted, causing everyone to shiver involuntarily.
He closed his eyes and said hurriedly, "Okay, Madam, if you have anything to ask, just ask it now."
"I..." Mrs. Eisenhower didn't know what to say for a moment. She asked in a tearful voice , "Mr. Yuan, what should I ask?"
Master Yuan responded loudly, "Anything is fine, hurry up!"
She said subconsciously: "Aiji, are you, are you there?"
Five seconds... ten seconds... half a minute... one minute passed and nothing happened in the car.
Just as the four people in the car were looking around, they heard Miss Moman exclaim, "Ah!"
She pointed at Mrs. Eisenhower's knees and said, "Look!"
The other three heard the sound and saw a small black palm print slowly appearing on the bib!
“Oh my God!”
"Buy cakes!"
“Holy Ghost!”
The four of them all gasped. Mrs. Eisenhauer uttered "Yingning" and her body went limp and fell into her husband's arms.
"Okay, ask the next question quickly." Yuan Yan urged again.
This time, Major Eisenhower was mentally prepared and asked first: "Aggie, what is my last Christmas present to you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a small red spot appeared on the bib. It gradually grew larger and finally formed a pattern similar to a bicycle.
Major Patton couldn't help but wonder: "This is..."
"This is the little bicycle I gave to Ikey!" Major Eisenhower's face changed drastically, he gritted his teeth in surprise and sadness, and answered with difficulty..
"I can ask you one more question..." Master Yuan, sweating profusely, said in a hoarse voice, "I can't hold on any longer!"
Mrs. Eisenhower suddenly jumped up like a spring and asked, "Iggy, what do you want to say to your mother?"
A childish pattern resembling a child's graffiti appeared on the bib again...
“Oh…”
At this moment, the carriage stopped. It turned out that they had arrived at their destination, a country villa that the Bartons had specially bought.
“Bang!”
Before the carriage had even stopped, Major Patton kicked open the door and jumped out, shouting hastily, "Hurry up and get some help."
