Lao Jiang's cousin's house is on the east slope of the county, not far from my brother-in-law's house. They are all self-built houses with wooden structures - even today in 2013, there are no self-built houses with wooden structures in Jinping County.
There are still many houses to build. Firstly, the land is close to the forest area and the mountains are close to the mountains, so the cost is cheap. Secondly, the custom is like this, and there are many mountains in the county, so it is convenient to build wooden houses.
Walking up the hillside along the stone road, I followed Lao Jiang to his cousin's home.
Knocking on the door and entering, it was an old house. The floorboards creaked, and suppressed cries came one after another from upstairs. Because I had called before, Lao Jiang, his cousin, and his mother were all there.
Waiting in the main room, there are a few relatives and friends watching the fun. Lao Jiang and I have played together since we were young, so his mother naturally knows me, greets me warmly, and passes all kinds of good things to me, filling the sockets of my ears.
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Compared to Lao Jiang's fucking enthusiasm, Lao Jiang and his cousin seemed a little dull. I don't know if it's because I'm too young or because too many things happened at home, which caused me to be confused and rub my hands. I don't know what to say.
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I didn't make it difficult for her. I walked around the main room and kitchen and took a look at the Feng Shui arrangement of the home.
Back in the main room, I asked who was crying from upstairs.
Lao Jiang and his cousin were a little annoyed, saying that he was not that dead old man? If he hadn't made trouble every day and asked the boss's wife to come back with Doudou, how could this kind of thing have happened? Now it's better, this old man is going to hang up.
He said that it made my eldest grandson follow him, and the eldest son and his wife cried and howled every day...
Obviously, she was dizzy by this series of events, and she was filled with annoyance and resentment.
I didn't have time to listen to her complaints. I looked at the noisy group of people in the main room downstairs. The burning incense candles on the shrines illuminated the curious expressions on their faces more clearly. I felt a little unhappy in my heart, so I called Lao Jiang to ask him.
He accompanied me upstairs, and no one else should follow, lest they get dirty. After hearing what I said, several women (called: old women in Northeastern dialect) were unhappy and started muttering.
Lao Jiang finally told me that these soy sauce talents who were watching the excitement left in despair, I didn’t care, stepped on the creaking wooden stairs, and came to a large room on the second floor. His cousin’s house was originally
The family is well off, so the room is fairly well-furnished. There is also a black uniform hanging on the hook behind the door.
Lao Jiang led me to the bed, called his uncle a few times, and lifted the quilt from the inside, revealing a haggard face.
This is a middle-aged and elderly man with a square and serious face. It can be seen that he is well maintained on weekdays. There is also a trace of majesty between his brows, but there are a lot of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He probably works the night shift often. What attracts my attention most is his
The eyes were red and bloodshot inside, and the eye sockets were filled with eye droppings, which were yellow and white. Two tear stains flowed down the cheeks; there were many white marks on the roots of the hair, and in the gaps
There is also gray dandruff.
The man on the bed called Lao Jiang's name, looked at me with some confusion, and said, who is this?
Lao Jiang introduced me to me as his friend and a very powerful Feng Shui master who specializes in helping people read fortunes and fortune tellings. Knowing that something happened here, he invited me over to take a look. His cousin didn’t believe it, but when it happened
When he was about to die, he couldn't help but rush to the doctor. He took my hand and said that it didn't matter, he just wanted to see his grandson Doudou, and he must save the child's life.
I said don't worry, let's get to know each other slowly before talking about anything else. Lao Jiang is a very discerning person, so he brought a chair over, sat down for me, and then went out and closed the door.
After the wooden door closed with a creak, I sat up straight and started chatting with Lao Jiang and his cousin, asking some questions. He calmed down for a while, looked at me hesitantly, and then started to talk, saying that since June this year
After an old prisoner in the prison committed suicide, he who was on duty that night always felt something was wrong and felt uncomfortable all over. The general experience was similar to what Lao Jiang told me at my house, except that he mentioned his grandson two days ago.
What happened, there were some details that deserved my attention.
Lao Jiang and his cousin said that after he hugged his grandson, the fat boy seemed to be strangled by the neck, his face turned blue, he didn't cry when he opened his mouth, he just stuck out his tongue, his eyes widened.
After his wife snatched the child away, she found that Doudou had fainted. She was so frightened that she quickly followed his eldest son to the Maternity and Children's Hospital at the foot of the slope for treatment. Although he was temporarily rescued,
However, the breathing was not smooth, accompanied by symptoms such as strong fever, convulsions, crying and rolling, bending over and even coma. What's more terrifying is that the doctor found a red mark on the child's buttocks, which was a strange mark.
The twisted symbols are a bit like someone else's calligrapher's seal.
And his son, daughter-in-law and all of them clearly remember that this mark never existed before.
What kind of disease is it? The hospital has no conclusion at all. Some say it is a virus, and some say it is roundworm. However, two days have passed and they are still under examination.
During the conversation, I observed his face carefully. The divination section of the Twelve Dharma Doors talks about fortune telling. From between his eyebrows, I could vaguely see a trace of black energy lingering. It was very vague, if
There is nothing.
After talking about this, I asked Lao Jiang and his cousin to relax, close his eyes, and let his mind calm down. He did as I was told. After more than ten minutes, under my gentle hypnosis, he snored loudly.
I walked over and closed the curtains. Amidst the snoring, I patted the locust tree sign on my chest to call out Duoduo. We set off from Dadunzi Town at around two o'clock in the afternoon.
It was already after five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Jiang's house, and the sun didn't come out that day, so Duoduo didn't feel uncomfortable.
I asked Duoduo to help me observe and see if there was anything weird about Lao Jiang and his cousin.
Duoduo pouted her pink mouth and walked around the half-old man, then lifted the quilt and turned him over with great effort. The little guy lifted up his wet pajamas, revealing his sweaty and damp back.
There was a sour smell on her back. She rubbed her hands in disgust for a while, thought for a long time, but decided to take action: her little hands were already hot from rubbing, and then she put them on the Dachangshu point, and kept tapping them with different fingers.
There are several acupuncture points around here, bang bang bang, the technique is experienced and skillful - this is what I learned when I was massaging.
Duoduo, who has learned the true meaning of ghost ways, actually has some abilities.
After a while, Lao Jiang and his cousin farted about ten times, making the whole room stink.
There was a coughing sound outside the door, and then Lao Jiang knocked on the door and asked Zuo if he was okay?
I warned him to stay away without looking back, and he agreed, and then the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther came from the corridor. Duoduo covered her nose, her face turned red from suppressing it, and she said it stinks, it stinks so much.
Shit... Ugh! The little girl floated far away, but at this time the fat bug emerged from my chest, shook its head and flew to Lao Jiang's cousin's butt. There was a kind of eagerness in the black beans' eyes.
idea.
But it didn't succeed. It stretched out a hand out of thin air, grabbed the fat insect, and ran to the side.
I did not move away, holding my breath and taking a closer look at the light red pattern that appeared on the back of Lao Jiang and his cousin.
This is a very vague figure. If it weren't for Duoduo, it would be really difficult for me to spot it: it is not big, the width of a child's palm, and the lines are outlined. It seems to be a person sitting down; it is not a person, like in Buddhism.
An Arhat, a Bodhisattva, or something else; because the lines were blurry, I couldn’t see anything clearly, but the Arhat’s head was a double image, overlapping each other. I looked at the eyes that were condensed with lines, and I felt a sense of bloodthirsty and bloodlust.
Evil feelings are spreading inside.
I looked at the pattern carefully. After more than ten minutes, it faintly disappeared into the flesh again.
With such an appearance, it seems that this is not an ordinary evil encounter or ghost sighting. Everything has a cause and effect, and if I can't find the cause, I can't forcefully erase this mark on Lao Jiang and his cousin-other big ones.
It might be possible to get it, but I can't. Of course, looking at his appearance, there is no need to worry for a while. What is more important now is his grandson. I heard that the situation is very bad, so I need to go and take a look.
I woke up Lao Jiang and his cousin, and then told him that I would come back in the evening, and now I wanted to go to see his grandson first.
Of course he was very willing and called his wife to take us downhill to find his eldest son.
Lao Jiang and his cousin took us down the slope to the Maternity and Children's Hospital. At the entrance of the hospital, we met her eldest son squatting in front of him smoking, with a pile of cigarette butts on the ground. When he saw his mother coming, he gave a muffled cry and then started again.
Ignoring him, he continued to smoke. Lao Jiang came up to him and negotiated with him. It could be seen that Lao Jiang’s cousin was a little unhappy. The two even had a quarrel. The one with a haggard face
The man raised his fists and shouted: "What kind of bullshit Mr. Yin Yang are you asking for? My son is going to hang up after scolding the next door, and you guys are here to entertain me?"
Seeing that he was agitated, I had been discussing for a long time to waste time, so I walked over and pinched his hand. As soon as the golden silkworm Gu exerted its force, his whole body stiffened and softened. After exposing his hand, he also
I was half convinced and invited me into the hospital. At seven o'clock in the afternoon, I finally saw Jiang Doudou, Lao Jiang's eldest nephew, in the ward of the Women's and Children's Hospital.
When I lifted up the thin quilt on this child, I couldn't help but be surprised: such a thick and rolling black air was almost condensed into substance.