Many things cannot be seen on the surface, and the same goes for Duoji. He asked me how long I had been having eye problems.
"It's hard to say." I have thought about it several times and wondered if something special happened when I was young, which caused eye problems, but I really have no impression, and my eyes have never been uncomfortable. If it wasn't
If something happened to that guy named Lao Fang from Jin Ping Mei, I might be kept in the dark for a while.
I told Dorje everything I knew. When he heard that only people who had just died or were about to die could see something from my eyes, he looked suddenly enlightened.
Duoji made some preparations, then jumped on the bed and lay down, asking me to sit on the edge of the bed and not move around. I didn't know what he wanted to do, but before I had time to ask, I saw him take out a small bamboo tube from his body.
Inside was a colorful spider as big as a corn kernel. Duoji pinched one out and swallowed it in one bite. I have no desire to eat any insects, especially such colorful little bugs.
Not a good thing.
As I expected, within a few minutes of Dorje swallowing the colorful little spider, a lavender gray air appeared on his dark face, and the gray air suddenly spread from his forehead to his whole body.
The tips of his five fingers finally turned gray. He seemed to be possessed by something. He kept twitching on the bed, holding the sheets tightly with both hands. It looked very painful.
After a while, Duoji suddenly stopped moving, some foam came out of the corner of his mouth, and his eyelids drooped. I didn't know what he was doing, but this look shocked me, and I quickly turned to look at Jin Ping Mei.
and Zhao Yingjun.
"It should be fine, old ghost Duoji has sense." Zhao Yingjun comforted me, but he probably wasn't too relieved. He came over and rolled Duoji's eyelids. Both of Duoji's eyes were covered with a layer of gray air. Although his heartbeat was still there, it was not.
Slowly, the body temperature dropped sharply, and gradually the muscles on the body began to stiffen.
"Is he going to be okay?" I was very nervous. I felt that no one could be 100% sure about anything and everyone would make mistakes. Mistakes like Duoji's were absolutely unacceptable because they were life-threatening.
"He wants to take a good look at your eyes." Zhao Yingjun covered Duoji with a thin quilt and stepped aside. He said that until now, in many primitive religions in remote areas, there are still people who practice ancient methods.
Practice. Especially in Tibetan areas, some believers in primitive religions have a secret technique passed down from ancient times. When they are middle-aged, they will take some poison prepared by themselves at intervals. If the dosage
If the control is very precise, the person who takes the poison will fall into a very strange state: the life characteristics slowly disappear, but the person is still alive, and they even have consciousness. What these people pursue is to understand the kind of life and death
Alternating feelings, it is said that you can experience the mystery of life and death in this way.[
That method is also dangerous. People who take the same toxin for a long time will develop antibodies in their bodies and have to gradually increase the dosage. As long as the dosage is not controlled well, people will be in danger.
Duoji was completely motionless, as if he were dead. Looking at his skinny body, I suddenly couldn't figure out why he would take such a big risk for a stranger like me.
I was scared and uneasy. At this time, Jin Pingmei slowly stretched out a hand and put it on my shoulder, telling me to calm down. He looked at Duoji and said behind me: "There is a kind of person in this world. They may be very...
They are weird and inaccessible. You can't get into their inner world and never know what they are thinking. This is a kind of alien, but you have to believe that they are all living flesh and blood people. You can't see them.
In their hearts, just because they are rejecting your approach. If they think you are a trustworthy person, they will give everything for you, even their lives."
"Is there such a person?" I looked back at Jin Pingmei. I felt that what he was talking about was like a character in Uncle Jin's works. I felt that everyone was selfish, including me. Unless I was out of my mind, I would act regardless of the situation.
For anything like rescuing Chen Yu, in most cases, when I encounter danger, I will definitely run away first.
"Yes." Jin Pingmei nodded vigorously.
"Is that so?" I couldn't help but ask myself, just because Duoji is Zhao Yingjun's good friend, would he take risks for a stranger like me?
Maybe, there is the kind of person Jin Pingmei mentioned, but I'm not sure.
Jin Pingmei and Zhao Yingjun stopped talking to avoid disturbing Duoji or me. I sat quietly on the edge of the bed. Duoji’s head was tilted, and behind his drooped eyelids, the eyes seemed to have been watching me. I sat like this for at least
An hour later, Duoji suddenly trembled like an electric shock, as if he suddenly woke up after being dormant for a winter. Immediately afterwards, his blood pressure, heartbeat, breathing and other characteristics recovered little by little, and finally he opened his eyes.
The grayness on Duoji's face had not completely faded away. He lifted the quilt and slowly got up. Zhao Yingjun quickly supported him. Duoji staggered to the door, squatted on the ground and swallowed some white powder, and then continued to fuck him.
He vomited, and finally spit out two mouthfuls of blood that was almost black.
As soon as the black blood was vomited out, Duoji felt much better and energetic. He wiped his mouth as if it was nothing. I looked at the old man with concern, but in fact I was not eager to wait for him to say what he saw.
thing, but worried about his safety.
"Dorji, please take a rest first. This is not urgent." I handed him a few tissues and thought for a long time before I realized I didn't know what to say. Finally I muttered: "Dorji, thank you."
"It's okay." Duoji gave a habitual bared smile, wiped away the remaining black blood at the corner of his mouth, shook his head at me, and said he was fine: "Xiao Xiang and Zhao Da bad friends must be good friends."
"Old ghost Duoji." Zhao Yingjun helped Duoji to the bedside and asked, "What did you see in his eyes?"
An ordinary person can see some clues in my eyes before dying, let alone a person like Duoji, he will definitely be able to see more.
Duoji refused to lie on the bed, sat down at the table, and said: "There seems to be a hole in your eye, there is..." Duoji probably couldn't use the quantifiers in Chinese, so he stretched out his two arms and stretched hard: "
It’s very, very deep and you can’t even see the bottom at a glance.”[
"Then what?"
"There are many shining things in the hole." Dorje scratched his head and drew everything he saw with pen and paper.
It was a series of curves that curved regularly, and there were so many of them. Some of the curves were so similar that it was unclear whether their twisting trajectories were the same. Duoji drew everything he saw, and in my eyes there was nothing else but these.
There is nothing left, that is, we get a bunch of curves that have no meaning at all.
I don’t know when these things attached to my eyes. At this moment, my emotions have not completely broken free from Li Fusheng’s memories, so those past events can’t help but make me feel that these things in my eyes,
Is it related to the intrigue between those people many years ago?
Then, I remembered the jar hidden in Kuang Hai Pavilion. Inside was a pair of eyeballs that had been preserved for an unknown period of time. In those eyeballs, just like my eyes, there were so many curved lines with unknown meanings? But the jar fell
In the hands of Aunt Yu, if there is no accident, I probably won't be able to get it in this life.
"Is there nothing we can do now?" Zhao Yingjun spread his hands.
It seems like this. I believe that Li Fusheng must be able to completely absorb the memories left by the previous "him", but we can't take them away. Everything else is secondary now, I just want to get it
A way to lift the curse.
"Can we make a deal with him?" I asked Jin Pingmei. In my impression, Li Fusheng could live and die, and die and live again. But I believe that he would not end his life unless he had no choice.
That not only means trouble, but more importantly, it may cause memory gaps.
"The key is what do you use to trade with him?" Jin Pingmei said: "No matter what method he uses to survive until now, after such a long time, he takes everything very lightly. I think it is difficult to be moved by anything.
His heart."
"Give him freedom and give him the memory of Li Fusheng." I feel that I am becoming more and more afraid of death. Although I know that there may be more than two or three years left, this matter is so complicated. It is just about my dad.
In that aspect, it may take a long time to investigate. I want to live and I want to get all this out. So I want Li Fusheng to tell the secret of lifting the curse at any cost.
"Okay, give him everything that should be given to him." Jin Pingmei was not sure, but she agreed to my suggestion. I knew that he must also want to live.
Jin Pingmei and I went out to talk to Li Fusheng. I didn't say any other nonsense, knowing that it would be useless. I told him straightforwardly that by telling him the way to lift the curse, he could be let go and give him his memory.
Li Fusheng listened silently to what I said and did not express his opinion immediately, but after two minutes he began to sneer. He only laughed without saying anything, which made people who laugh annoying.
"Say it, and I'll let you go immediately." Jin Pingmei took out the growth ring stone and waved it in front of Li Fusheng: "This stone contains all the memories of your previous life. One of the memories is very important. It was his back and forth.
All the gains of twenty years of running."
When Li Fusheng saw this growth ring stone, I noticed a glint of desire flashed through his eyes. No matter how strong-willed a person is, there are weaknesses. The moment he showed this look, I knew that he