Chapter 15 Jiangcheng has something to do, and it's over
We chatted for a while and then talked about the demon tree.
I really want to know what happened after I left that night. Kato Haruji was not dead, so was Hu Jinrong dead? Where were the others? What happened to the clay pots filled with bones on the ground? Those densely packed
What on earth is going on with the ghost doll? Countless questions arise in my mind, it’s really heartbreaking! However, we don’t know a single acquaintance here, that Officer Shen, and he doesn’t even care that something was stolen from us.
, I can't count on him to provide us with any information.
I suddenly remembered that Zamao Xiaodao said that one of the people who entered the scene was his nephew, so I asked him to find out. When he heard it, he pretended to be stupid and asked, "Is this the case? What should I do?"
have no idea?
He didn't want to go, and I had no way to force him, so I had to give up. Now that I had obtained the Resurrection Grass, I put aside my curiosity and stopped paying attention. I just thought it was just a small incident that happened in my life.
, let go, let it pass. Unexpectedly, this matter is far from as simple as I thought. My running around in the next few years will only be for these few days.
Of course, this was something I didn’t know at the time, and it’s a story for another day.
We returned to the hotel. Brother Liu called and invited us to meet Uncle Duan. I was too lazy to go, so I asked Xiao Keming to go. I closed the curtains, lay on the bed, and played a clapping game with Duoduo. "You shoot."
"One, let me pat one, a child is flying..." I muttered, and then she patted it very seriously. Sometimes when I was wrong, she would tickle me. I am very ticklish; if she was wrong, she would look frustrated.
, she pouted her mouth and was unhappy, while I happily stretched her face and made cute faces.
Without the golden silkworm Gu, I still have some "magic power", or the power of belief, and I can still touch Duoduo. Of course, the premise is that she is willing to let me see her.
She was unwilling, but she did not escape my punishment because she was still a good child and would not cheat.
Without the Golden Silkworm Gu, Duoduo became a little bored when she was alone. Even watching TV series was not as enjoyable as before.
Xiao Keming came back in the evening and asked me mysteriously if he wanted to know what happened in the early hours of yesterday morning. I asked if you had a source of information? He said yes, you don't know about Uncle Duan, he is a giant Buddha in Jiangcheng.
, sitting south and facing north, with black and white, hands and eyes reaching to the sky. When I talked about this today, he gave me a rough idea, and it was almost accurate. I was interested, so you can tell me and listen.
Listen.
He got a cup of tea, moistened his throat, and began to talk about it.
This Wild Donkey Island was a place of worship for Mazu in ancient times. There was a simple Mazu temple built by fishermen on it. It was destroyed by hurricanes in the 1940s. During the turbulent times, people had trouble even filling their stomachs. Naturally, it was not
People would like to focus on building temples. Then they entered a new society and a new era, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, destroying the four olds, and people gradually forgot about it. In the early 1990s, the owner of this botanical garden, Hu Jinrong, was still the director of the Jiangcheng Nancheng District Forestry Bureau.
A technical staff member of the company got acquainted with an expert by chance. This expert was not good at anything else. He specialized in gambling and was very famous. He was also known as the "Eight-handed Divine Eye". Later, he visited Mr. He's house in Macau.
Chu Qian was found out in the scene, and his limbs were broken as a result. He lived in Jiangcheng and was rescued by Hu Jinrong.
The eight-hand god's eyes were dying, and he had no time to teach Hu Jinrong the gambling skills he was most proud of in his life. He only talked about a secret he heard occasionally.
This secret is related to the rumors about the Mazu Temple on Yelu Island. It is said that in ancient times, sons were favored over daughters, especially the fishermen on the seaside. They often encountered people who drowned after giving birth to baby girls. The south is superstitious, especially those who wander on the seaside all year round.
, this life depends on the weather on the sea, superstition, dead babies dare not be buried casually, must put the dead baby in a clay pot, collect it, and then bury it in the woods near the Mazu Temple on Yelu Island. This custom
It is extremely bad (referring to the drowning of a baby girl) and inhumane, but it has been passed down for a long time, and fishermen were still doing it secretly until the Republic of China.
One day, Yashou Shenyan passed by Wild Ass Island and visited it. He found that a green ivy and red flower actually grew in the place where the baby was buried.
He has been wandering around the world for a long time, has made all kinds of friends, and knows a lot of anecdotes. Although he is good at gambling, he also has a keen eye for interests. He can tell at a glance that this plant is a very yin place.
The spiritual creature condensed with resentment is called Shura Bana Flower. This flower is essentially different from Bana Flower, one of the four auspicious flowers descended from heaven in Buddhism, "Mahamanzhu Shahua". It is born by absorbing yin energy and resentment. It is highly poisonous and
It is known as the "dead man's flower", "hell flower", and "ghost flower". Although this flower is highly poisonous, it bears one fruit every ten years. It is red, as big as a durian, fragrant, sweet and juicy, and contains a lot of spiritual power.
The essence of entanglement lies in the Buddha's saying that if you eat this fruit, you can reach the other shore.
No one knows what the other side is, but the effect of prolonging life and rejuvenating youth has been recorded in history.
The Eight-handed Divine Eye was meant for him to enjoy, but he was getting old and the disaster he suffered this time might not be avoided. Hu Jinrong treated him very well during those days, so he recognized his adopted son and transferred his past love to him.
The wealth was taken out from another place and given to Hu Jinrong. He passed away after a year. Hu Jinrong did this out of kindness and did not expect a windfall from heaven. He did not believe in God himself, but he also feared some inexplicable things and followed the eight rules.
According to the last wish of Hand God Eye, he spent money to bury the baby, built a private botanical garden, collected some flowers, plants and trees, and occasionally went to the flower and tree market, which also resulted in some savings.
Twenty years later, the green vines of the past have now grown as big as a canopy. Hu Jinrong visited experts and fed them with flesh and blood. He actually cultivated the Shura Biangan flower into a rare troll flower, accelerated its ripening, and then used sensitive Bagua to cultivate it.
He built a glass house, suppressed it, and only waited for another two years to enjoy the legendary spiritual fruit. However, he thought he did this secretly, but his actions over the years have long fallen into the hands of those who are interested.
In his eyes, for example, Uncle Duan, a big shot in both black and white circles, was extremely greedy. He was just concerned that the fruit was not yet mature, so he did not snatch it away.
However, this time, people died, and even Hu Jinrong was severely injured by a man in black. He is still lying in a coma in the hospital. The matter has become a big deal, and many people behind the scenes who are salivating are red-eyed, trying to find that person.
The impatient guy is ready to plant lotus flowers in the Zhuojiang River.
When Uncle Duan talked about this, he shook his head repeatedly and said that the man was too hateful and wasted his resources.
Why? If the fruit of the Shura Bana flower is not fully mature, the spiritual power of the whole body will be full of poison. This poison is thousands of times more poisonous than cyanide in industrial chemistry. What is the use of it?
When I heard this verse, I felt a throbbing pain in my heart.
Jamel Xiao laughed loudly and said that when I called you little poison in the past, it was a bit inaccurate, but now it seems that my fortune-telling technique is really accurate!
After he finished laughing, he looked serious and said that Uncle Duan and others had already targeted Kato Kazuo and the Japanese group, and they were very suspicious, but we were also suspicious. We really wanted to catch a thief and put him in a den of thieves. The two of us were so stupid.
Find Uncle Duan’s person as an alibi. Even though he seems to be just a small nightclub owner, do you know what his real identity is? The behind-the-scenes chairman of XX Real Estate Development Group! You are awesome, there are a series of titles behind him,
Do you want me to show it off to you?
I shook my head and said no, I couldn't bear to be frightened. This place is too dangerous. It is connected to Macau and Hong Kong. There are many experts and international giants crawling around. There are endless black hands behind the scenes. I can't afford it. Who am I? That's who I am.
I am a small self-employed person, and now I am an idle member of society. I can’t afford to play. If I don’t pay attention, I will be shattered to pieces. I have to go back, back to Dongguan. In a few days, it will be the Chinese New Year, and I have to go home. You
Woolen cloth?
Xiao Keming pulled me and said, "Don't bother me." He told Uncle Duan today about my humiliation in the morning, and Uncle Duan was ready to stand up for me... I said no, I will settle my own grudges myself. Now I am a fledgling.
Boy, you don’t understand anything, you don’t know anything, and you care too much about hatred, honor, and disgrace. You will only sink deeper and deeper into this quagmire, and your abilities will never improve.
Revenge must always be avenged, but not today, not tomorrow, but a protracted battle and long-term persistence. One day, this little Japanese will bow his head and regret what he did today.
He laughed and said that you are always tolerant of adultery and not decisive. You can tell at a glance that that kid is a believer in Japanese Shinto. He looks like a genius. If you don't kill him, he will be in trouble after all. I live all over the world, and I don't have a genius.
Care, if you don't deal with him, I will deal with him. It just so happened that Uncle Duan here said that he needed a master to help him, so I will stay here for a while and put this Kato Kame grandson to death first.
I'd say you've reached a high level.
He chuckled and said that the poor man has his home all over the world and only wants to catch ghosts and demons and create peace in the world. In fact, after all, he is always uncomfortable there. He just borrowed Uncle Duan's power to do a few things.
It's just a matter of peace of mind for poor people. Don't lie, don't lie.
I spent half the night with Zamao Xiaodao, chatting about a lot of things, but we were not happy. Later, I was too sleepy and fell asleep. The next day, I exchanged QQ numbers, email addresses and other contact information with him (the mobile phone number was before
), and then said goodbye reluctantly. After that, I called Officer Shen again and talked about leaving Jiangcheng. Maybe the attention of the case had shifted, but he didn’t say anything, but it just couldn’t be done. I tentatively talked about my relationship with Dong.
I knew Officer Ouyang from the Municipal Government Bureau. He hung up the phone and called me again ten minutes later. He just said that it was okay, but that he should be able to contact me at any time if needed.
I said yes, this is no problem. I like to deal with the people's police the most.
I checked out and left the hotel. Someone was staring at me when I came out. I thought I was very invisible. I put all my luggage in the trunk of the car, then went shopping empty-handed, and then looked for opportunities to stun him. Around the afternoon, I carried
I returned to Jiangcheng with a large pile of Macau specialties, including the ten-year-old resurrecting grass (what the Japanese call dragon’s blood resurrecting grass) that I took the time to dig out. I got in the car and left Jiangcheng.
I originally wanted to call my cousin Lu Yan on the way, but in the end I didn't bother.
I always feel that I can bring bad luck to others, so it’s better not to mention it.
I have been thinking this since Xiaomei's death.
Fortunately, Duoduo is with me.
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