One day later, I met Granny Luo (calling her Ermei Luo, which seemed disrespectful to the deceased) again, in the intensive care unit of the hospital. This time, her face was almost filled with a lifeless look, and looking at her, it seemed like
It's a skeleton.
It was still Yang Yu who was taking notes.
I stood up and bowed to her, but she looked at me with squinted eyes, looking listless. I said you, the old man, wanted to see me by name, why? If you have anything to say, just say it directly. The corners of her mouth raised, and she barely smiled,
He looked at me hard and said, "I have been suffering for most of my life, but I never expected that I would live in such a good house."
I looked at the iron bars around the doors and windows of the ward, the steel wire bed and the white cotton quilt, which smelled of formalin, and I could only smile bitterly.
Her eyes were cloudy, almost white. When she moved, she smiled when she saw my smile. This smile seemed to mean relief. I didn't understand it. I didn't know what to say for a while. Ma Haibo asked me to come over for interrogation.
Granny Luo, in fact, the case has reached its end. As for the subsequent progress and the verdict of the court, it has nothing to do with me, or even the old man who has exhausted his vitality in front of me.
She worked hard for a while and finally said: "I came to you because I want you to be a witness and tell me about my son."
I said that your son was tricked by a dwarf mule into killing and dismembering his body. He has already confessed. As for the verdict, that is a matter for the court. She was very surprised. She couldn't continue her train of thought just now. She stared and coughed violently.
, the nurse next to her came over and patted her back. Finally, she coughed up a mouthful of thick black phlegm and spit it aside, and then she got better. She looked at me bitterly and said, what on earth did you use on him? He is now a
A lunatic, he doesn't have a brain at all.
I said that I used spiritualism to bring back his soul, but failed, but he confessed.
She asked how the Han court would judge?
I said I didn't understand very well, but generally speaking, a lunatic is mentally ill and has no criminal capacity and cannot be cured. Her face became a little better. She said she didn't understand, but she believed me because I was
The grandson of Long Laolan. I was a little embarrassed when she said it. It felt a bit like a martial arts novel. Before the master died, he admired his enemy admiringly and entrusted him to the younger generation. But to be honest, I didn't have the consciousness to care about Wang Baosong.
Well, I am just a small self-employed person. I still have to support my family and my parents. My parents are over 50 years old and have to work all day long. How can I have the spare money and time?
Wang Baosong's affairs for the rest of his life must be mainly managed by the relevant departments of the country. Otherwise, we would not have paid so much tax in vain. Wrong, in China, the word taxpayer does not seem to be popular, and relevant departments should always appear.
It doesn't appear when it's time, and it appears when it shouldn't. I know it. Granny Luo worked hard, but in the end, it was for her crazy son.
Grandma Luo asked me if I had gone to see Huang Laoya. I shook my head and said no. Why did I go to see that profiteer if I had nothing to do?
She was very strange, saying that I wasn't invited by Huang Laoya to deal with her? I shook my head and said that I was just a passerby who happened to be here. She didn't understand what I meant, so I told her the cause and effect of the matter, and she listened silently.
, after finishing, she let out a long sigh: "Oh, this is fate..." There was a lot of eye mucus in her eyes, and she shed turbid tears. I found that my grandma, Grandma Luo and others all believed in fate.
However, it is impossible to engage in this business without believing in anything. There is magic in the world.
I also started to believe it a little bit.
Everything was clear, and Grandma Luo finally started to talk about these things. She was not in a very high mood, she just said that she had cast a poison on Huang Laoya, and no one in the world could cure it except her. She said I wanted to
If you don’t believe it, you can go and have a look, but don’t try it randomly. If you make a mistake, you will die immediately. There is no need to talk. I said, oh, so what? She asked me to help ask Huang Laoya’s family if they wanted him to live.
, if she wants to live, she must get rid of the poison; if she wants to get rid of the poison, she needs to be responsible for her son's future life, including the cost of treatment.
I said I would ask it for you. It doesn't matter. Isn't Huang Laoya still conscious? Rich people are very afraid of death. Asking him is the most effective.
I now understand that Granny Luo was planning to blackmail Huang Laoya's family. She was initially planning to take revenge on the Huang family, so she poisoned the Huang family's youngest daughter, the six-and-a-half-year-old Huang Duoduo, who had the weakest physical resistance.
He killed Wang Baosong and made him into an imp; and then began to torture Huang Laoya. However, when Wang Baosong was released from prison, Granny Luo discovered that her son had gone crazy. Once she passed away, if no one took care of her, her son would be like this for the rest of his life. Within a few days
I was about to go underground to accompany her, so I thought about it and planned today's scene.
She married into Segai Village and never let anyone know that she was a voodoo breeder all her life. The goddess took action this time simply because she wanted to sacrifice herself to fulfill her son's wish.
Yang Yu called, and soon news came from the Huang family. They were willing to pay 500,000 to send Wang Baosong to the state mental hospital for treatment, and to bear all subsequent expenses. I had heard that the Huang family was ours.
One of the most wealthy families in the poor county is indeed wealthy at the moment. I explained the news to Granny Luo, and she said that she wanted me to guarantee this matter. If the Huang family did not keep their word, I would arbitrate between them, and she would also
Don't worry. It sounds like she is hoping that if the Huang Laoya Gu disappears and the Huang family turns their backs and refuses to recognize anyone, I will be the one to maintain the contract.
I flatly refused. I didn't want to mess with this kind of thing at all.
Seeing my refusal, she smiled toothlessly, and then asked me: "Did you take that kid in?" I said yes, so what, no, so what? She said you don't know how to raise it, so no.
The spirit body dissipated in a few days, and the three souls and seven souls were gone, and they were eliminated forever. I can tell you, it’s not like our family doesn’t have this method.
She reluctantly said that she had a way to recall the ghost's earthly soul (also known as the conscious soul), awaken his memory, and reopen his intelligence.
My heart moved, awakening my memory is really not attractive to me, but if it is to reopen my spiritual wisdom, it will really make me jealous. The kid is Yin. No matter how simple, kind, well-behaved and cute his original character is, time will
Over time, the mind will be cleansed by the filthy yin energy, and it will become jealous, vengeful, violent and ignorant, and transform into evil things. Finally, the mind will be lost, only the cruel instinct will remain. If you can recall the earth soul and restart your mind,
Such a kid has his own consciousness and world view, so he can achieve success.
And as its owner, I will be able to lift all boats as the tide goes up.
I agreed and said that if there was one, then I would be willing to be the witness. If one party breaks the contract, I will pursue it. She looked into my eyes and asked me to cast a blood curse. My heart skipped a beat. Speaking of the past, I have suffered as a result.
I have been educated by the Party for many years and am an atheist. Swearing and swearing is like farting, so naturally I will not refuse. However, I have studied hard for several days and know some tricks, so naturally I dare not agree.
What is a blood curse? It is a method of using one's own blood as a guide, chanting a spell, and transplanting part of one's soul into another human body, or into a contract. The former is at the cost of life, and the latter is at the cost of blood loss.
Here we focus on the latter. If I fail to implement the contract, or if I do not implement it well, everything will go wrong, and my family will be affected, making them weak, sick, and even die from blood diseases. This kind of curse is extremely vicious.
It is said that the head-lowering technique originated from Thailand, but there are also similar techniques in Miao black witchcraft, Maoshan Taoism and other side sects.
I was really shocked. I didn't expect Grandma Luo's wishful thinking to be this.
I clapped my hands and stood up, and said to her: "Grandma Luo, if you give me that method, I will naturally be happy, and I will take care of Wang Baosong when I see him in the future. If you don't dare to give it, I would rather let that little devil do the laundry."
You don't want to take risks for things that are invisible and intangible, such as food, hygiene, and being a maid for me. The risks and benefits are completely unequal. I'm going home, and I won't care about your affairs. It's none of my business.
"
I turned around and left, but she stopped me before I reached the door. I looked at her calmly, but did not take back my hand that pushed the door open.
Tears flowed out of her eyes full of gum again. She said, "How could you do this?" I looked at her indifferently. I would have softened my heart before, but when I thought of the little girl's body buried under her bed,
, thinking about those vicious spells, my heart is as hard as my dick every morning.
She said okay, as a compromise, she would cast a blood curse on Huang Laoya. I breathed a sigh of relief and said it was okay, as long as I don't suffer any loss. I knew she was not willing to let Huang Laoya suffer this.
She could not live for more than ten years, and when the Huang family broke the contract, there was nothing she could do about it. Huang Laoya was hospitalized in the Prefecture First People's Hospital, and was diagnosed with schistosomiasis and pulmonary bloating. However, countless money was spent, but the effect was not seen.
Okay, I was about to transfer to a first-tier city. I got the news two days ago and I haven’t left yet. I just got the call and I already set off and rushed here immediately.
After the matter was settled, I finally asked Granny Luo: "Did Qing Yazi help you to plant the poison? Was he also responsible for digging graves, collecting corpse oil, and making imps? This imp is only fourteen years old now, right?"
You’re quite brave!”
Grandma Luo didn't look at me, closed her eyes and didn't answer.
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Yang Yu and I were sitting on the bench outside the ward. I said to him seriously: "Do you know which of the records should be deleted and which should be kept?"
Yang Yu nodded and said he knew, and I confirmed with him: "Some things should be kept in the stomach, otherwise worms will grow, you know?" He heard my threatening meaning, looked at me silently for a while, and nodded seriously,
We agreed. He asked me how I learned these black magic arts? Is it scientific? I didn’t speak and remained silent. I didn’t have an answer and I didn’t know how to answer his questions.
When he saw that I was silent, he thought I had offended a taboo and apologized quickly. I said it was okay. After a while, the policewoman named Huang Fei came over. She asked me if what Yang Yu said was true? What did I say?
What happened? She asked her uncle Huang Jianshe (I only knew Boss Huang’s real name at this time), was he really bewitched? I said how do I know, and Luo Ermei said yes, if you want to believe it, just try it, if you don’t believe it, you will be fooled.
Well. Her eyes suddenly turned red and she said, why are you like this?
To be honest, among the women I have seen, Huang Fei is not the most beautiful, but she is definitely very unique and very temperamental. She has fair skin, delicate facial features, and a curvy figure. She is 1.67 meters tall.
Coupled with her long, raven-colored hair in her spare time... the most important thing is her dashing and heroic appearance when she puts on her uniform. Even the most picky man can't help but be moved by her.
However, she is a goddess, with a diploma, a job and a background, and I, to put it mildly, am just a country bumpkin, poor and poor. What’s the point of knowing how to do witchcraft? Can it bring in money? The two of us,
If it hadn't been for this case, there would have been no intersection in my life. Even if I put some thought into it, it would be in vain.
Sometimes, people expect too much from something that is just like the mirror, and they get hurt instead.
Looking at Granny Luo, who has been living in poverty all her life and is paralyzed in bed, we know that these things will not make it into the hall of elegance.
The rolling tide of time will eventually eliminate it.
Maybe it's because of my low self-esteem, but I have some resistance to Huang Fei. However, her crying face suddenly hit the soft spot in my heart. I refused to accept the soft part, and looked at her as if she was like a starry sky.
My bright eyes were misty and the circles under my eyes were red. I quickly said: "Okay, okay, I've talked to her. If you are willing to take charge of her son, it should be fine." I was muttering in my heart, anyway.
You are also a people's policeman, why do you cry when you say you want to?
Unexpectedly, she immediately laughed: "Really?"
I said of course it's true.
At this time, Yang Yu pulled me aside and said: "The colleagues who stayed behind in Segai Village called and said that the child named Wang Wanqing ran away just last night." Wang Wanqing is the name of Qing Yazi, he should be Luo
My mother-in-law's apprentice. I thought about the days when I went out to work alone when I was 16, and felt sad. But I can't compare with him. His mental quality is ten thousand times better than mine. I nodded and didn't want to care.
I didn't even answer Yang Yu's question about whether I wanted to go to Zhongyang Miao Village to find someone.
Two hours later, Huang Laoya, covered in abscesses and with a bulging abdomen, was sent to the County People's Hospital.
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