Volume 5: Qingming Chapter 44 Fainting at Blood
"What do you want to summon?" Chang Lizhang guessed Jiang You's purpose.
"I guess so."
"You know all this, is it because of your family tradition?" Chang Lizhang asked tentatively.
"I taught myself by reading novels. I can't find a proper job without a degree, so I can only learn a few miscellaneous things to make a living." Jiang You stood up straight, patted his waist with his free left hand, and then admired his work for a while, "How about it? I have artistic talent, right?"
Chang Lizhang looked at the scribbles on the ground and asked, "Can this be summoned?"
"I'm quite confident," Jiang You waved at Shao Lang, "Come here and stand here."
"Okay." Shao Lang stood where Jiang You pointed.
"Which novel did you read to learn this from?" Chang Lizhang couldn't help asking.
"Too many. I keep updating my knowledge every day to avoid being eliminated by the times." Jiang You walked around his paintings twice. He pointed to the position opposite Shao Lang and said to Chang Lizhang, "Stand over here, face to face."
Chang Lizhang hesitated for a moment and then stood over. He and Shao Lang looked at each other and asked, "Anything else to do?"
"Just stand still."
"Is this really okay?"
"Okay, you stand there first. I'll Baidu today's bad time," Jiang You opened the browser. "The signal here is pretty good. It's full from 21:00 to 23:59 . Now is the bad time. Do you know any good midnight snacks?"
Chang Lizhang and Shao Lang looked at each other, both with helpless expressions.
"You have to trust me," Jiang You put the phone back into his bag, "If it works, think about it , Brother Zheng will have beer and crayfish with us tonight."
"Really?" Shao Lang's tone was filled with anticipation.
"I climbed such a high mountain with my son in my arms and on an empty stomach," Jiang You said with more emphasis, "Is it not true, or do you think this is performance art?"
Shao Lang felt a little ashamed when he heard this. He assured Jiang You: "I will do whatever you say. Don't worry."
"Just stand still, don't move."
"I'm standing still." After Shao Lang said this, he felt a pain in his right wrist. Jiang You cut his right wrist with a sword, and some blood gushed out and fell down.
Shao Lang stood there, enduring the pain.
"No." Jiang You said suddenly.
"What's wrong?" Chang Lizhang asked.
Shao Lang also looked at Jiang You nervously.
"I faint at the sight of blood."
They were not sure whether Jiang You was serious or joking.
"Really, I'm also afraid of heights."
"Are you afraid of the dark?" Tang Butian asked.
“So scary…”
The blood fell to the ground and was not absorbed by the soil. Instead, it turned into blood beads that rolled in the lines of the ghost painting.
Chang Lizhang and Shao Lang followed the blood beads.
The wind became stronger and poured into my eardrums. There were also some other sounds mixed in with the wind.
In their sight, the lines of the ghostly painting blurred and began to twist.
…
With a bang, Shao Lang fell to the ground.
"Shao..." Chang Lizhang had just uttered a word when he felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
"What did you do to them?"
"They fainted from blood, right? I felt a little dizzy watching them too."
"Jiang You!"
"Their constant questions affect efficiency. Also," Jiang You turned and looked at Tang Butian, "and they have such a good relationship with Zheng Yuantai that it seems like they have all received a favor from him."
"Is there something wrong with Zheng Yuantai?"
"During the day, Mr. Lin and I went to Duan Rui's supermarket and met her parents. Mr. Lin was scolded terribly. It was the kind of scolding that made people's heads spurt out blood."
"Then what?"
"Too much information is missing, and I'm just guessing. Let me tell you what's certain first," Jiang You walked up to Tang Butian with a sword in hand, his tone and expression becoming more serious. "There are three certain things now. The first is that the God of Light descended on Jiujin Mountain ten years ago. The second is that three years ago, a foreign businessman was performing a ritual at a plastic factory, which was sabotaged by thieves and he fell off a cliff and died. The third is that three years ago, Duan Rui got the magic weapon and helped the monster in the magic weapon take over Mr. Lin's body in Thailand during the Spring Festival last year. In addition to these three things, there are two less certain things."
"Which two?" Tang Butian asked.
"Qiaoqiao, who claimed to be the first generation mountain spirit, reappeared in the world because of the arrival of the Mingshen. Xiaoman, who was suspected to be the second generation mountain spirit, was possessed by Qiaoqiao, but her magic weapon disappeared."
Tang Butian guessed, "It was picked up by a foreign businessman, then in the plastic factory, and then taken by Duan Rui?"
"That makes sense, but a foreign businessman would travel all the way from Thailand to Chu City and spend money to rent a venue for an exhibition. If he wasn't sure that Jiujin Mountain had what he wanted, he wouldn't have done it, right?"
"How did he know?" Tang Butian grasped the key point.
"There is another question," Jiang You turned and looked at Lin Yu, "Look at our CEO Lin. He is so young, but the amount of beverage bottles he has sold is enough to circle half of the earth. He has a good figure and good character. There is no need to compare him with that monster, right?"
Lin Yu smiled bitterly when he heard this.
"Deceived by the monster?" Tang Butian guessed.
"Pretend to be her first love that was forcibly separated?"
"I can't figure it out." Tang Butian said.
"We are not doing science. If we can't figure it out, we can just ask the ones who know. Why bother guessing and using our brains? What if we become bald?" Jiang You took out a black bead from his bag. He walked back to the side of the ghost painting and squatted down. He placed the bead in the middle of the ghost painting. "The most important thing is, what role did Zheng Yuantai play in this series of confusing things? Who benefited from these messed up things?"
Tang Butian gripped the handle of the wooden sword tightly, "Do you think Xiaoman is still alive?"
After the black bead was put down, some spots of light floated in the scribbles with the bead as the center.
The wound on Shao Lang's wrist had dried up, and Jiang You cut another wound on his wrist with a sword. This time, blood gushed out.
The blood drop and the light spot collided with each other.
The blood beads spread out and turned into strands of blood lines that entangled the light spots.
"He also let a lot of things slip."
"What?"
"For example, to be a sacrifice, you have to meet a lot of conditions, so here's the last question."
"What?"
"Why did Zheng Yuantai happen to pass by Jiujin Mountain ten years ago?"
The ground shook.
The mountain wind suddenly became stronger, hitting the mountain and bending the tree trunks.
It got a little darker.
Click.
The sound of shattering.
Lin Yu turned his head and saw a crack appearing on the mountain wall illuminated by the white light of the flashlight. The crack was constantly expanding...
The black beads began to spin rapidly.
"The rules bind both parties to the contract. Even if you get the entry permit, you still have to cooperate with the inspection," Jiang You stared at the beads. "The symbols, instruments, and offerings are all in place. Xiaoman, come out."
