After Brother Wen finished talking about this, he tried to discuss with me whether he could meet Li Fusheng in person. I immediately refused. In fact, Brother Wen didn't understand the hidden meaning. This Li Fusheng was no longer the one he had met at that time.
Li Fusheng was born. I estimate that the growth ring stone was taken away by us. The experience from Xihai River to the present is completely unfamiliar to this Li Fusheng, it can even be said to be blank. Even if he met
Brother Wen couldn't recognize him either.
"Okay then." Brother Wen sighed and said: "There must be a chance to explain and resolve the misunderstanding between us. You can't keep wasting it like this. We are still waiting for you to come back to do things. No matter what,
Say, I will always regard you as one of us."
I just asked him about something, but I couldn't scold him in person, so I hung up the phone without saying anything. He called me right away. He didn't lose his temper, but his tone was a little urgent. He said to me: "These days, you must
be careful."
"how?"
"Be careful of the people around you. As a person, I can only say so much."
I immediately couldn’t understand what Brother Wen meant, and he wouldn’t tell me when I asked him. Who did he tell me to be careful about? Jin Ping Mei? In my opinion, Jin Ping Mei is far more reliable than him.
After that, I met with Jin Pingmei and Zhao Yingjun to discuss, and decided not to take any other actions for the time being, and to focus entirely on Li Fusheng. Zhao Yingjun contacted the great wizard in Tibetan area, and Jin Pingmei was also using his old father-in-law's previous relationship to find a way to first
Invite someone to come and take a look.
The whereabouts of the great wizard in the Tibetan area was uncertain, but a week after we settled in Wuzhong, Zhao Yingjun actually contacted him. I guess this old gentleman was also very busy chatting in Tibet. After receiving Zhao Yingjun's invitation, he happily
He agreed. But the old man had never been to the mainland in his life, so Zhao Yingjun set off that day and ran to the Sichuan-Tibet border to pick him up.
"It will take a while for Old Zhao to board the Sichuan-Tibet side. Let's first invite someone to come and see this mysterious Li Fusheng."[
Jin Pingmei invited an old friend of his father-in-law, who was not a member of the circle. This old friend knew a few heretical things, and he always prided himself on these. He was very good at observing people's inner world. It was said that he was a god to a certain extent.
When people sit across from him, they don't need to talk much. The old friend can tell what is on his mind after staring at him for a while.
"Actually, he is a different kind of hypnotist."
I don’t know much about this kind of thing, and Jin Pingmei doesn’t have much confidence, so I’m just giving it a try. He called at that time and sent someone to invite him. I have to say that Jin Pingmei’s father-in-law used to be quite powerful, even now
Washing hands, but still saving face, after receiving Jin Pingmei's invitation, the old friend came here in a dream. In fact, I guess he was attracted by the reward promised by Jin Pingmei.
But no matter what, people are here after all. My old friend is about the same age as Jin Ping Mei’s father-in-law, and his surname is Ma. We talked with him about the situation, and Lao Ma said he would try his best. I saw that he said these words with humility but
With a very confident expression and a confident look, he said he would try his best to show us a humble attitude. Jin Pingmei smiled and said that Uncle Ma was very confident in doing things.
Lao Ma's work process is very simple and does not require any equipment. We took him to see Li Fusheng. Li Fusheng has been in a state of the living dead since he came here. He doesn't say a word and rarely sleeps. If we give him something, he will
Just eat, don’t take anything if you don’t give it. Lao Ma and Li Fusheng were sitting across the table from each other. Li Fusheng looked at us indifferently, without any expression.
When Lao Ma first saw Li Fusheng, nothing happened, but after a while, I noticed something was wrong with his expression. It felt like a very experienced doctor suddenly saw a strange case that he had never seen before.
Sick. Then, Lao Ma pulled us outside and whispered a little embarrassedly: "This person is very strange."
"What's wrong?"
Lao Ma explained that he is not a hypnotist in the formal sense. A formal hypnotist needs props, a background, and some suggestive movements or language, but what Lao Ma does is purely mental.
He uses a very alternative method to slowly control the minds of those he contacts, but this is very difficult, and many factors must fully meet the conditions.
To put it simply, this is actually a kind of mental contact or competition.
"I think there is something in his mind." Lao Ma went on to explain: "I still can't tell exactly what it is. It may be a hindrance when he falls into a special situation and loses his sense of autonomy.
Avoid giving away the information in your head.”
"Is there no way? The information in his mind cannot be deciphered at all?"
"This is not absolute." Lao Ma hesitated for a moment and said, "We can only try it before we say anything."
When I watched Lao Ma say these words, the confidence he had before was gone. He obviously didn't expect that Li Fusheng was such a troublesome person.
Lao Ma returned to the house. We didn't follow him in, but watched from outside. He and Li Fusheng kept the same posture, sitting face to face. I couldn't tell whether Li Fusheng knew what Lao Ma was going to do, but
He still looked indifferent, looking at Lao Ma coldly, and sometimes he would turn his eyes to look at me and Jin Ping Mei.
When I looked at the two of them across the window, I always had a premonition that things might be bad. This was a pure confrontation of ideas. For someone like Li Fusheng, who could attach his memory to an ordinary stone, he would be
Yi people?[
Before we could finish this thought, we heard Lao Ma suddenly yelling and fell to the ground. He covered his head with both hands and rolled on the ground. Jin Pingmei and I rushed in and helped him up.
, when he looked at Li Fusheng again, his expression contained the disdain and disdain that I am familiar with.
We quickly carried the old horse out, and Jin Ping Mei made preparations to send him to the hospital, but the old horse looked pale and shook his head gently at us: "There is nothing serious about me. If something happens, there is no point in sending him to the hospital."
Lao Ma rested for half an hour before he regained his composure. This time he finally understood. Although he still didn't know what was in Li Fusheng's mind, it was definitely a mental defense. Li Fusheng would not
Like Lao Ma, he uses his mind to try to control others, but once someone wants to do something to him in the field of his mind, he will inevitably encounter a violent counterattack. Lao Ma is very experienced and will stop immediately when things go wrong.
If you bite the bullet and go against Li Fusheng, the consequences will be difficult to predict.
"Ashamed..." Lao Ma felt that he was so embarrassed this time, and he didn't even mention the reward, so he left overnight.
"Uncle Ma, you are bound to make mistakes sometimes. It doesn't matter. I won't keep you here. Go back and have a good rest." Jin Pingmei was very polite to Lao Ma. Not only did she not show off because of Lao Ma's messed up things,
, but instead gave Lao Ma a sum of money as promised.
When Lao Ma left, Jin Pingmei and I knew that there was absolutely nothing we could do now. We could only wait patiently for Zhao Yingjun to pick up the great wizard in the Tibetan area. But this also gave me a relatively relaxed few days, without using anything every day.
Think about it, sleep until you wake up naturally.
It was probably the fourth day after Lao Ma left. We were counting the days. If there were no accidents, Zhao Yingjun should be back. I slept all afternoon and didn’t get up until dinner. I had nothing to do and went to chat with Jin Pingmei.
, as soon as I walked outside his house, I heard Jin Pingmei holding her cell phone in the house and singing like she was crazy.
I suddenly became nervous and stopped immediately. How could a person like Jin Pingmei, who looked very calm, be like this unless he was crazy? I looked around and wanted to call the two guys over, but they didn't wait.
Jin Pingmei seemed to have discovered me, and rushed out, holding my hand and shaking it hard. I really frightened him, but the fat monk followed him as if nothing happened.
Grinning.
"Listen, listen, I..." Jin Pingmei was obviously extremely excited. He held my hand tightly and couldn't even speak. His lips kept trembling. I
I saw tears starting to flow out of his eyes.
"What on earth are you having?"
"I...my wife gave birth to...a daughter..." Jin Pingmei smiled, but when he said this, his tears flowed down: "My daughter..."
"Damn, that's such a happy event, why are you crying?" I never imagined that Jin Ping Mei would be so excited.
"Yes, it's a happy event, a big happy event, I'm a father." Jin Pingmei cried and laughed at the same time, talking incoherently. After a few minutes, he pulled us into the house and asked the waiter below to get the wine. The waiter delivered the wine.
At that time, Jin Pingmei threw a stack of bills over and said: "Two thousand per person, go down to Lele."
Jin Ping Mei was really overjoyed, and she and the fat monk drank until their glasses were dry. I haven't even been in love yet, so I may not be able to understand the feeling of being a father at all.
In this world, countless little lives are born every day. Perhaps only people like Jin Pingmei, who have experienced a lot and have a thorough understanding of life and death, can truly realize how beautiful and great life is.
A kind of miracle.
Gradually, I was also infected by the atmosphere between them, and drank together. I had not had such a hearty feeling for a long time, and it was quite enjoyable. The three of us drank from dinner until night. In the end, even a big fat monk with such a heavy drinker,
The eyes are a little straight.
"I want to make my daughter happy." Jin Pingmei held the wine glass and smiled very silly: "If she wants to learn piano, she will learn it. If she wants to learn painting, she will learn it. In short, I will support her in whatever she wants to do and let her live a restricted life.
…”
boom!
Before he could finish his words, the door was suddenly opened by a waiter. After the waiter entered the room, he spit out a large mouthful of blood and fell down in front of the wine table.