Ding Fan could have done it gently, deliberately causing Shi Shengdan pain so that he could regain control of his consciousness, which would only worsen his condition.
"Bear a little longer and you'll be fine soon!"
Ding Fan picked out a row of blood spots on the skin again, and with the last blow, he pierced Shi Shengdan's head in the air. At the same time, using the infuriating energy, the snake pattern in his destiny disappeared in an instant.
"That's it!"
Ding Fan jumped out of bed and called Cai Cai out. As you can imagine, Cai Cai immediately washed her hands and washed them many times.
After drinking sour plum juice and waiting for ten minutes, Shi Shengdan got dressed and walked out of the bedroom, looking very relaxed and with the bright look in his eyes that he should have.
"Xiao Ding, thank you. I don't feel panic anymore. I can see everything very clearly." Shi Shengdan expressed his thanks.
Ding Fan used his spiritual eyes to look at it again, no problem, just a normal old man!
"Old sir, can you tell me why it happened like this? Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, including your daughter-in-law." Ding Fan said.
Shi Shengdan trusted Ding Fan, but looked at Cai Cai, a little worried.
"I'm not very familiar with Qiuyan, so I won't say anything to her. I'm just here to help this time." Cai Cai said with a hint of disdain, remembering the old man screaming and struggling, and she got goosebumps again.
Shi Shengdan slowly sat on the sofa and gathered up his courage to tell the story of the cause and consequences of the fright. Because he was more energetic, he didn't feel too scared.
The incident happened more than half a month ago. Shi Shengdan, who was living alone, had to get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet because of frequent urination. He accidentally glanced at the building opposite through the window.
Just such a look made Shi Shengdan regret it to this day! If time could go back again, he would definitely cover his eyes and choose not to see.
That night, he saw a human-shaped black figure falling rapidly from upstairs and landed heavily on the ground. He seemed to hear a sound of hitting the ground.
Someone fell down!
Shi Shengdan witnessed the tragedy with his own eyes. He was so frightened that he peed and his crotch was wet all over. He had been honest and cautious throughout his life. After a fierce ideological struggle, he finally chose not to call the police.
Shi Shengdan kept comforting himself, it was all fake, fake, it was just a dream, no one jumped off the building, nothing happened! If an old man can see clearly, someone will find out!
Next, Shi Shengdan shakily changed his pants and lay down on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep and felt groggy all night.
Early the next morning, I saw a discussion among the property owners. It turned out that someone had fallen to death in the community. It was a man in black. The floor was covered with blood, and his body was twisted. His condition was horrible.
The deceased was not from this community. It was said that he was a thief who slipped and fell while stealing. Shi Shengdan couldn't help but look down from the window again. Many people were surrounding him, but he couldn't see clearly.
Driven by strong curiosity, Shi Shengdan went downstairs, pretended that nothing happened, came to the scene of the accident, and became one of the onlookers.
This is something I regret doing even more, I almost feel regretful.
The deceased was a strong man with a twisted body and a slightly narrowed left eye.
At that moment, Shi Shengdan suddenly had the illusion that this man was looking at him, and he couldn't help but feel frightened. And a community doctor present added to the fire, saying that the man did not die when he fell, but it was a pity that he was not dead.
It was late at night, and if the emergency number could have been called at that time, he might have been able to be rescued.
Shi Shengdan's heart was completely broken, and he regretted not calling the police or emergency call at that time. It was his fault that a life was lost just like that.
In the next few days, Shi Shengdan couldn't sleep well every night. He always dreamed of the scene of the deceased falling from the building and the man lying in a pool of blood. He even dreamed of the man asking for his life in blood.
Regarding this falling incident, Ding Fan knew better than anyone else that the deceased was a member of the Wei Meng Hall, a subordinate of Tu Ze, nicknamed the Monkey. Because he wanted to set fire to his elder sister's house, Sikong Ye used a big braid to make him fall downstairs and throw him down.
Died on the spot.
Unexpectedly, Shi Shengdan was a witness to this incident, and it left a serious psychological shadow.
"Old man, did you see clearly how that man fell?" Ding Fan asked tentatively.
"How else could I fall? I climbed the stairs with bare hands, and it was late at night. Anyone would have fallen!" Shi Shengdan said in a loud voice. In fact, he was just trying to comfort himself. This man deserved his death.
Ding Fan nodded. Fortunately, Shi Shengdan did not see clearly that the man fell from the top floor and did not call the police at the time. Otherwise, Sikong Ye would not be able to avoid the investigation from the police, and it would be really difficult to handle.
Shi Shengdan went on to say that because of fear and guilt, he made a private decision to save the souls of the dead.
After searching on the Internet, he found a way to build a spiritual throne, burn incense and pray three times in the morning, afternoon and evening, and recite the Sutra to Save the Dead. It would take seven or forty-nine days for the soul to be liberated. During this period, he needed to eat a vegetarian diet.
As he followed the instructions, Shi Shengdan felt that his health was getting worse and worse, his hallucinations were getting clearer and clearer, and he even felt that he might die before he could persist for forty-nine days.
To solve the problem, you still need to find a professional, and messing around on your own will not work.
This is also the reason why Ding Fan was not kicked out immediately after he came in. Shi Shengdan was tempted as soon as he heard that he was a fortune teller. Of course, even if Ding Fan didn't come, Shi Shengdan wanted to contact other mages, but he couldn't bear it anymore.
"Old sir, I know this very well. The deceased was a heinous bastard with numerous crimes. Well, he deserved death. If you didn't save him, it would be an act of justice for God. There is no need to feel any guilt." Ding Fan said.
"But there are no examples on the Internet. Even if someone falls from such a high place, he or she will not die." Shi Shengdan was still struggling with this matter.
"It was an extremely special situation, such as buffering in the middle, grass below and so on. There are also photos of this incident on the Internet. He fell on the hard ground and must have died on the spot." Ding Fan said.
"So that's it! I just said that no good person would cling to me." Shi Shengdan said with relief.
"A person like him would have been tortured in hell a long time ago. Don't worry, the Lord of Hell will not release his ghost." Ding Fan waved his hand and said: "I will draw a calming charm for you and put it on
Under the pillow, keep away all evil spirits. In addition, throw away the spiritual tablet, go out often, and get more sun. Don't stay at home all the time, it will really get moldy. Chat with old friends and play with old dramas.
Let’s sing and play with friends to relax our mind.”
"I feel very good right now and want to go out for a walk." Shi Shengdan agreed.
Ding Fan asked him to bring a piece of white paper, and then used a ballpoint pen to draw a talisman at random. Of course, it would have no effect if he was so hasty. However, Shi Shengdan's situation was already better, so he just needed to give him some psychological comfort.