Early in the morning, what woke Xie Zhe and Han Zhang was not the crowing of the rooster, but the panicky banging on the door.
Xie Zhe had not fastened his belt yet, so he stumbled and ran to open the door. When he opened the door, he saw Jiao Mo's frightened face, and she was holding a basket of steaming pasta in her hand.
"Why are you so nervous..."
Han Chang sat up from the bed limply, yawned, and stretched. Her disheveled hair really looked like a stuffed fox. Jiao Mo put the basket on the table and spoke incoherently. This was the first time they had seen her so anxious.
"Tell me slowly, what happened?" Xie Zhe asked, "By the way, where is Yingying?"
"She is still asleep in the next room. The store owner said yesterday that there is a steamed vegetable dumpling across the street. They are very delicious, but they only sell them in the morning. I think you were tired from the journey yesterday, but I am still very happy.
Spirit, I will buy it for you. While I was talking to the landlady, her child ran out..."
"Isn't this normal?" Han Chang slowly got up and sat at the table.
"If it were an ordinary child, of course I wouldn't have such a big reaction." Jiao Mo's brows furrowed even more tightly, "Children all love to run and jump, and so does the boy. The landlady looked at him and smiled, but he suddenly
He fell and was so frightened that his mother took away her money and ran over to help him up. At that time, I saw cracks on the child's knees."
"Crack?" Xie Zhe looked at Han Chang, whose expression also became strange.
"At the same time, I also heard a crisp cracking sound. He was like a porcelain doll... After he was helped up, he neither cried nor fussed. The boss's wife called the child's father, and his father immediately took the child back. I
Only then did I realize that from beginning to end, the child never spoke."
The two of them stopped talking. Obviously, this child easily reminded them of something... something they had seen, and it was definitely not a human being. Wenying was still asleep, and she slowly walked into the guest room.
Rubbing his eyes, he sat next to Jiao Mo.
"Why are you all getting up so early in the morning for a meeting...what's wrong?"
"There are also some people in this town?" This was what Han Zhang heard, which made Wenying feel a lot more energetic.
"What? Is that what you said, the thing made of ceramic that looks like a human being?"
Xie Zhe was even more worried: "Moreover, you've already mixed in with ordinary people? Don't you think there's anything wrong with that couple?"
Jiaomo continued to explain: "At that time, I was really panicked. I thought about what happened to you, and my heart was in my throat, but I didn't dare to say anything. I had to pretend that I didn't see the crack, and just pretended that he had fallen.
After I fell down, I asked the landlady: "Your son is really lively." The landlady responded to me:
'Being active is not a good thing, it always gets hurt. The child wants to play, and we can't bear to keep him in the house for too long.' All these are like talking about ordinary human children, which makes me at a loss. I don't know what to do next.
, I had no choice but to leave with breakfast, pretending that nothing happened, and then hurried over to tell you."
Wen Ying was really brave. Even after hearing Jiao Mo talk about such an extraordinary experience, she still reached into the basket and chewed the steamed dumplings. At this moment, there were three of them in her stomach.
“But the dumplings are really good.”
"...You should eat less."
Han Shang had an expression that was hard to explain. After all, parents who raise dangerous dolls as their children must not be proficient in any magic, right? Then who knows if the food is drugged to make it taste delicious? Maybe it is possible.
What's harmful?
Xie Zhe thought about it again and again and suggested: "Let's do this. Didn't you say that it was the people at the inn who recommended you to buy their steamed dumplings? I think they have been doing business for so many years and they are only one street away. They should have a good relationship. Maybe they know
Something."
"I think so. The accountant said this to me. Maybe we can go and ask."
After the discussion, the four people quickly packed up and went downstairs to the lobby together. The accountant was already sitting on the side, adjusting the abacus, probably checking yesterday's accounts. Several people came forward, but no one dared to speak first.
The accountant hadn't noticed them yet, and was still busy with his work with his head down. Han Chang reached out from behind and poked Xie Zhe, and with a strong force, he pushed him forward a big step.
Xie Zhe almost fell down and hit the table in front of him. The legs of the table made harsh friction with the ground. When the cashier looked up, he saw the embarrassment on Xie Zhe's face, and then he noticed them.
"Guests, what are your orders?"
"Ah, that's it..." Xie Zhe turned around and glared at Han Shang, then turned around and smiled compensatingly, "Didn't you recommend a breakfast shop yesterday that sells steamed dumplings? It's the one diagonally opposite."
"Yes! That shop's craftsmanship is really amazing. You won't be able to buy it if it's too late."
"It's actually like this. When we were buying dumplings, we encountered something that made us a little concerned... We want to ask you first, do you know if the couple selling breakfast have a child?"
The accountant nodded repeatedly: "You mean Panpan, right? Is he a little boy of four or five years old, quite lively?"
Jiao Mo nodded and said yes, and the accountant continued:
"Oh, that child is pitiful. He used to be very lovable, and the neighbors loved to tease him. But he was too playful, jumping up and down, and one day he climbed up a tree, his foot slipped, and his head fell to the ground first.
The bleeding was not stopping. He could still move when the other children called the adults, but he died just as his mother carried him to the doctor..."
This sounds like a really hair-raising ghost story. Several people's faces turned livid, especially Jiao Mo, who couldn't figure it out. So where did the child she saw this morning come from? She didn't have time yet.
When pressed, the accountant said again:
"Although the doctor couldn't bring him back to life, he thought of another idea. He immobilized Panpan's soul and put it in a new container. In this way, Panpan is their good son again, but he needs to pay more attention to it on weekdays.
For ordinary bumps, there is still a way to repair them with clay, and for large cracks, you need to remove them. If you fall from a height and smash them to pieces, there is nothing you can do."
"What kind of magic is this? Why have I never heard of it?"
Xie Zhe only expressed emotion on the surface, but in his heart, he was thinking, if this is not the art of bringing the dead back to life, what else could it be? Even if it is not the body of the past, it completely violates the ethics. What kind of identity does the doctor dare to do such a reversal?
A matter of heaven?
"Hey, hey, how can you say it's a witchcraft? That doctor came to the town five years ago, and everyone still respects him to this day. Although he has refused to tell the neighbors his name, but
He said that he was proficient in the ways of yin and yang, and by combining it with medicine, he could calm the soul and the body. People called him a miracle doctor."
Wen Ying said: "But that child named Panpan will only be so tall in this life, right?"
"That's natural. This body can only be changed once. He can only be a child in his life. But it doesn't matter. His parents don't have any objections, and the neighbors are also happy? What's more, in our Nanyangpo,
There are many such 'people'."
"Many?!" They were extremely surprised.
"Isn't this? Foreigners are making a fuss, right?" The accountant adjusted the abacus with one hand, shook his head and smiled, "However, miracle doctors also need to eat, and it is still a big expense to bring a person's soul back from the gate of hell.
Many people came from far away to beg him with gold and silver treasures. However, he was a kind man and never accepted a small amount of money from people in our town. The only people who begged him were parents who had lost their children and people who had lost their homes.
A humble person who loves.”
What is the background of this doctor? No one knows. If you want to find out, it seems that you can only visit in person. So Han Sheng pretended to be very concerned and said that he had lost his parents and wanted to ask to see the miracle doctor to find a solution. He asked Ying and
He put on a sincere look and burst into tears, which immediately made the accountant feel at a loss.
He had no intention of concealing anything and quickly told him the address of the miracle doctor. But he also made it clear: although he told the whereabouts of the miracle doctor, whether the old man was willing to take care of the miracle doctor was another matter. If nothing happened,
It was done, and the guest officials could not cause trouble to him. The four of them thanked him profusely and ran out of the inn without looking back.
Walking on the street, Xie Zhe said, "It's really strange. How can this small town hide so many puppets?"
Asking Ying: "Could it be that the accountant was teasing us?"
"No. After all, what Mrs. Jiaomo saw cannot be fake."
There was an endless stream of people on the street, and it was obvious that this was indeed a prosperous town. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the silent Han Chang suddenly spoke:
"The accountant did not lie to us."
"How do you say this?"
"Do you remember the scholar who walked hand in hand with the lady just now?"
"What's wrong?"
"He held the woman's hand and kept talking, but the woman just laughed and didn't answer."
Xie Zhe was a little confused: "What does this mean? You are too sensitive."
"No... I listened carefully all the way. When I passed the two of them, I heard the scholar's heartbeat, but I didn't hear his wife's. That woman is also an idiot."
"this……"
After listening to what he said, Wenying turned around frequently, but the scholar and his wife had already disappeared into the crowd hand in hand. Han Sheng also said that there was a woman holding a baby just now. Her hair was gray, so she must have given birth to a child in old age. That baby
Quiet and quiet, not crying or making trouble, it's just a replica after thinking about it. Maybe, its prototype is the woman's when she was young.
Children. There is also a young man who helps the old man carry vegetables. He has no heartbeat and no breathing. He should be the deceased son whom the old man asked the "miracle doctor" to make. In this way, Hanshang has identified three puppets. So.
Dangerous things are now so similar to people and are still permeating people's lives. Not even a single town citizen finds it strange.
This is really incredible.
"It's only been five years, so maybe no problems will be exposed... I really don't know what that person's conspiracy is."
