"Sister Yan'er, why did you bring her here again? You see, my dad has become more and more powerful in the past few days. As a child, I feel uncomfortable!"
As soon as I walked to the door of Principal Wen, I happened to meet Wen Juan holding Rao Honghong's hand and coming out of the yard. As soon as she saw me, Wen Juan questioned Aunt Yan'er without hiding her displeasure.
"This child is also kind-hearted. He has learned some things from her since he was a child. Seeing that Principal Wen seemed to have a weak illness, he specially drew a charm to cure it!" Aunt Yan'er said.
"talisman?" Wen Juan looked at me doubtfully, her eyes falling on the yellow burnt paper in my hand.
"Teacher Wen, I want to give Principal Wen a try. His disease is caused by something bad..."
I murmured, my voice getting smaller and smaller, and I felt very unsure. I didn’t know whether the talismans and seals I drew would work. The most difficult thing was that I even had a vague feeling that Principal Wen was involved in something bad. , I didn’t see anything specifically, and I don’t know anything about it.
"You bastard, get out of here, get away from me! It was in vain that my father let you go to school no matter what others said. Is this how you repay him? You know he is sick and you still cling to him. It's so frustrating. You want to conquer my family again, you have to kill him before you can do it, right? You came to our house with burning paper, you heartless little wolf, get out of here, as long as you still want to read If my father showed any kindness back then, you would get away from me!"
While I was talking with my head lowered, Wen Juan suddenly lost her temper, took out a broom from the door, and rushed towards me.
"Wen Juan, this child is really invincible, don't listen to everyone's nonsense!" Upon seeing this, Aunt Yan'er quickly went up to hold Wen Juan.
"Give me a lesson, Sister Yan'er. Our family doesn't pay you less. If you don't want to take care of my dad when the Chinese New Year is about to come, just tell me. I'll be finishing my extra lessons in a few days." Now, you can take care of it yourself. How could you bring such a disaster to our house again and again? Isn’t this a curse on my father?" Wen Juan pushed Aunt Yaner away fiercely. , shouted loudly.
"Wen Juan, how can you say that? I take care of Principal Wen as my biological father, how can I curse him? This matter of Ling'er is just nonsense from the villagers. You are still Ling'er's first teacher, why are you saying it? What?" Aunt Yan'er said and became a little angry.
"I don't care, as long as my father is not good, this girl is not allowed to come to our house, otherwise I will beat her every time I see her!" Wen Juan looked at me angrily and said.
I froze on the spot and didn't know what I was doing. I always knew that everyone didn't want to see me. I didn't expect that even Principal Wen's daughter and my first teacher would be so disgusted by my appearance.
"Okay, okay, if you don't want this girl to come to your house, you should go to school quickly. Don't you still have to make up classes? Take Honghong to school quickly. I won't let Ling'er go to your house!"
While pulling Wen Juan, Aunt Yan'er winked at me and said, "Didn't you hear what Teacher Wen said? You should go back quickly. When Principal Wen is well, I'll tell you to come see him again!"
I didn't say anything. I turned around and walked back silently with the talisman in my hand. No matter what, I would not give up for the sake of Principal Wen. I must find a chance to give him a try.
When Wen Juan saw that I was gone, she stopped making trouble and took Rao Honghong to school.
After they had gone far, I took the talisman and entered the courtyard of Principal Wen's house.
The flowers and trees were still full of vitality, and the Camellia sinensis even bloomed extremely red flowers, blood-like, and eerily gorgeous.
I still didn't see anything.
Taking the stack of talismans into Principal Wen's room, I smelled the strange smell that seemed to be stronger, a bit like the smell of chicken manure mixed with rotten soil.
Principal Wen looked like he had fallen asleep. Aunt Yan'er gently lifted his quilt. There was very little green on his exposed skin, and his entire upper body was covered with brown feather-like marks. At first glance, he looked like a lying duck.
Big bird on the bed.
Aunt Yan'er picked up the rolling pin at the foot of the bed and was about to hit Principal Wen. Suddenly a sentence flashed through my mind, "If the skin all over his body turns feathery, he will be dead!"
"Aunt Yan'er, wait!" I was shocked and hurriedly stopped Aunt Yan'er.
"What's wrong?" Aunt Yan'er looked at me doubtfully and asked.
"How do you know it won't hurt if you hit him with a rolling pin?" I asked.
"Well, Wen Juan seems to have said that one time, Principal Wen suddenly woke up from pain in the middle of the night. She said that as long as she hit the body with a rolling pin hard enough, the pain would not go away. Because she was afraid that it would not sound good to hit a patient with this thing, so Wen Juan and I gave it to him.
This is called pressing." Aunt Yan'er said.
"Does the green color on the body fade after each injection and turn into feather-like marks?" I asked again.
"Yes! How do you know? Do you know what kind of illness Principal Wen has?" Aunt Yan'er asked me in surprise.
I shook my head, "I don't know what the reason is, but I seem to know that if the skin on the principal's body is covered with feather-like marks, he will die."
"Ah?" Aunt Yan'er was so frightened by my words that she almost dropped the rolling pin in her hand, "What should we do? He doesn't even have a few good ones left!"
"I'll try it with the talisman first!"
I walked to the bed, imitated the method in ghost movies, and put the drawn charm in my hand on Principal Wen's forehead.
I admit that I am quite unprofessional, but since I was a child, no one has taught me except the few books in my hand. My uncle and grandma don’t use these to teach others, so I have never even seen them. Now the situation is urgent.
You can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
After a few seconds, Principal Wen didn't respond at all, and he didn't even breathe any easier.
Maybe this talisman was useless, so I tried to change it to another one. As time passed by, I tried one after another, until finally there was not a single talisman left in the pile of talisman papers in my hand.
There were also fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Why, how come it's useless?" Aunt Yan'er stuttered and looked at me, "I remember that my father's talisman is very powerful. Could it be that it's really a weak disease?"
"I haven't learned it yet. There must be something special about it." I said frustrated.
"It hurts... it hurts, it hurts..." Principal Wen closed his eyes and murmured in pain, his voice hoarse and weak.
I couldn't bear to look at him. The severe pain made Principal Wen's facial features look a little ferocious. Although I didn't have much contact with him, he was a benefactor in my life.
"Aunt Yan'er, I'm going back first. Don't press that rolling pin on Principal Wen again. I will definitely find a way to save him."
After saying that, I picked up the yellow paper scattered on the floor and left Principal Wen's house as if I was running away.
The moment I rushed out of Principal Wen's house, tears burst into my eyes. A deep feeling of powerlessness was like a big invisible hand, clutching my heart until it hurt.