The man named Wang refused to eat honestly. He kept shaking his head from side to side and spit out the rice that reached his mouth.
The two of them struggled for a long time and were so tired that they were sweating profusely. In the end, they only fed them a few mouthfuls of rice.
One of the tall men was so angry that he threw the bowl and said, "When will this day end? If we keep going on, I don't know if he is going crazy or not. I am really going to go crazy!"
The short man advised him: "Keep going, brother Wang is the benefactor who saved our lives, no matter what we do, we can't leave him alone!"
"Then what do you think we should do? We go crazy eight hundred times a day and have to be fed to eat. Can we survive this?"
The tall man was sighing and complaining about the hard life. Suddenly his eyesight dimmed. He looked up and saw a young woman in red next to him.
The woman is extremely beautiful and bright, especially her pair of phoenix eyes, which are clear and bright, like dew drops hanging on the grass blades in the winter morning, shining brightly when the sun shines on them.
But the expression on her face was really cold, so cold that the man couldn't help but rub his arms.
"Girl, are you okay?"
"I can help you cure this man's madness." Shen Qingqing spoke concisely and to the point.
"Can you cure his madness?" When the tall man heard that she could cure the disease, he stood up and said, "Really? Don't lie to me!"
Shen Qingqing looked up at him, and her voice was as smooth as ever: "Do you think I'm lying to you?"
"Then you tell us how to treat it and what we need to buy. We brothers will all listen to you!"
As long as Wang Dashun's madness can be cured and he can kneel down, kowtow and call him grandpa, that's fine!
"You don't need to buy anything, just go get a room and send him to the room."
The tall man turned around and went to find the boss. He didn't take two steps but was suddenly grabbed by the arm by the short man.
The short man winked at him and whispered: "Come here first, I have something to tell you."
"If there's anything we can't talk about later, I have something serious to do now!"
He was so anxious now that he finally met someone who could cure madness, but he couldn't let him go anymore.
"Just come with me!"
The short man dragged him behind and lowered his voice: "Don't you think this woman is suspicious?"
"What's suspicious?"
The short man was so angry that he wanted to punch someone, "Look carefully, does that woman look like a doctor?"
"The superiors specifically told us that we must send Wang Dashun home safely. We have already walked more than half the distance, and we are about to reach the place. If something goes wrong, how can we go back to deliver the mission?"
"Then what should we do? Don't let her get treatment?" The tall man had a bitter look on his face, feeling unwilling to do so.
"He can't be cured. Anyway, our mission is to send him home. Don't worry about anything else."
Shen Qingqing sneered coldly and interjected: "If we delay for a few more days, I'm afraid you will have no choice but to send his body home."
They both looked back at her at the same time, "What do you mean by that?"
Shen Qingqing did not answer, but asked: "Did he suddenly go crazy without any warning?"
"Yes, he suddenly went crazy." The tall man immediately answered: "I was fine when I was eating that night, but after eating, I suddenly went crazy. I cried and made a fuss and wanted to go home. No matter how I tried to persuade him, it was useless!
"
The tall man took a step toward her eagerly, "Do you know something?"
"He's not crazy, he just provoked some things that he shouldn't have provoked."
"Things you shouldn't mess with..." The tall man's eyes gradually widened, "Ghost, ghost?"
"To be precise, it's a ghost who has lost control of his mind. We don't rule out the possibility of actively hurting people."
Shen Qingqing glanced at them with a smile but not a smile, "Think it over carefully, come to me when you have thought it through, I will give you a stick of incense, and you will not wait until it is overdue."
After that, he took the key and went upstairs.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door.
Two men appeared outside the door dragging an angry Wang Dashun.
Shen Qingqing opened the door, turned sideways, "Come in."
The tall man pushed Wang Dashun onto the stool and sat down. He turned to look at Shen Qingqing, "What should we do next?"
"You don't have to do anything, just wait."
Shen Qingqing touched the incense stick at hand and said calmly, "You guys go out first, we won't need you here."
The short man hesitated to leave, and was finally punched by the tall man, "It's already come to this time, why are you still nagging? Do you really want to die with him?"
The two pulled each other out of the room. The moment the door closed, a faint white smoke rose from the burning incense. The white smoke seemed to have vitality, swirling into Wang Dashun's nostrils.
Gradually, Wang Dashun stopped being manic and looked around blankly, as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Shen Qingqing stood up, looked at him with burning eyes, and lightly opened her red lips: "Are you going to come out on your own, or will you let me do it?"
Wang Dashun blinked twice, his body suddenly twitched violently, and he fell to the ground like a mountain.
A little ghost wearing ragged clothes floated out of his body.
The kid was covered in blood, with a rusty red-tasseled gun stuck in his chest. Only his eyes were clean.
It raised its head and looked at Shen Qingqing pitifully, "I want to go home, girl, I want to go home."
Shen Qingqing saw how pitiful it looked, and her voice softened slightly, "Where is your home? I can take you back if it's convenient."
The kid raised his arm and pointed to the north, "It's over there. My home is in Ningyang County, Yanghua Village, Ningyang County. Did you know?"
"Yanghua Village?" Shen Qingqing was stunned, and immediately turned around and called Meng Yuan, "Meng Yuan, there are some of your fellow villagers here, come over and see if you know them."
"I've seen it, it looks familiar, but..."
Before he finished speaking, the kid seemed to have seen a relative and rushed towards him excitedly, "Meng Yuan, is that you?"
Meng Yuan was startled by his sudden move and subconsciously hid aside.
The kid jumped away and looked at him unwillingly, "I am Qiangzi, we came out together, don't you remember me?"
"It seems... I have some impression." Meng Yuan's tone was hesitant.
"Okay, let's not be in a hurry to admit our marriage."
Shen Qingqing coughed and interrupted the conversation between the two ghosts, "Qiangzi, right? Do you know where Meng Yuan died?"
The kid shook his head, "I don't know. I wasn't assigned to the same place as him. You can ask Dashun. They are in the same team."
"Him?" Shen Qingqing pointed to the unconscious man still lying on the ground.
The kid nodded, "That's him."
Shen Qingqing walked up to Wang Dashun and kicked his leg, "Wake up."
There was no movement among the people on the ground.
Shen Qingqing frowned, thought for a moment, turned around, poured a cup of herbal tea and poured it on his face.
Wang Dashun shuddered and slowly opened his eyes.
He had a severe headache and his body was limp, as if he was floating in mid-air.
After a while, his eyes gradually gathered and fell on the beautiful woman in front of him.
One sentence blurted out: "Fairy?...Am I dead?" This chapter has been completed!