Ye Qiu was startled, quickly stepped back three meters, and then looked at it with a flashlight.
Only after waiting for a while did he see clearly that it was not a ghost face, but a human face.
However, this face is a bit scary.
His face was dry and wrinkled, and his eyes were protruding and slightly white, just like the eyes of a dead fish.
At this time, these eyes were staring at Ye Qiu motionless.
Ye Qiu looked at other parts of the man's body and saw that the man was sitting on the ground, with long hair, wearing tattered clothes, and a foul smell coming from his body.
This stench is exactly the same as the stench emanating from the dead who were poisoned by Datura.
In other words, the person in front of me has also been poisoned by Datura.
Ye Qiu couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.
Who is this guy?
Why stay inside the Buddha's head?
How could one be poisoned by Datura?
Ye Qiu took half a step forward, wanting to get closer and take a closer look at the man.
But at this moment, Ye Qiu suddenly saw that the eyes that looked like dead fish moved slowly.
Ye Qiu paused and asked in surprise: "Are you not dead?"
"Almost...almost dead." A weak and emotionless voice sounded.
Ye Qiu had goosebumps all over his body at this moment. The other party's voice made people feel numb, like a lonely ghost.
"who are you?"
When Ye Qiu asked, he quietly clenched his fists, ready to take action at any time.
"You can call me... ghost... servant!"
Ghost servant?
This doesn't sound like a person's name!
"Why are you staying in this Buddha head?" Ye Qiu asked again.
"The extremely dark place can suppress the poison of mandala." After saying this, the ghost servant seemed to have calmed down and spoke like a normal person.
"How many years have you been here?" Ye Qiu asked again.
"If I remember correctly, this year should be the twenty-fifth year."
Ye Qiu was shocked. Could it be that this guy was already here before he was born?
How did he persevere in the darkness for more than twenty years?
Ye Qiu was a little curious and asked, "When were you poisoned?"
"I was poisoned before I came in," the ghost servant replied.
"What?" Ye Qiu was shocked and said in disbelief: "How is this possible! Datura is a strange poison. Once an ordinary person is poisoned, he cannot survive for two hours. How can you last more than twenty years?"
"This is an extremely yin place, and the poison of Mandala can be suppressed. Otherwise, I would have died long ago, cough cough..."
The ghost servant was coughing violently and was in a very bad condition.
Ye Qiu thought for a while and said: "I am a doctor, how about I give you a look?"
"It's useless. There is no cure for the poison of Datura. More than 20 years ago, the three great medical masters were helpless against this poison. If I hadn't accidentally discovered this extremely yin place, I would have long ago
Dead, cough cough..."
The ghost servant began to cough up blood from his mouth.
Ye Qiu asked again: "As far as I know, Datura became extinct hundreds of years ago. How did you get poisoned?"
"Victimized by an adulterer."
When Ye Qiu said these three words, he saw endless hatred bursting out of the ghost servant's dead fish-like eyes.
"Who are you?" the ghost servant suddenly asked Ye Qiu.
"I'm a doctor."
The ghost servant stared at Ye Qiu's face, his eyes motionless. Gradually, surprise and confusion appeared in his eyes...
Then, he began to mutter to himself: "It's so similar..."
"What does it look like?" Ye Qiu felt a little confused.
"You, what's your name?" the ghost servant asked.
"Ye Qiu!"
Ye Qiu clearly felt that after he said his name, the ghost servant's eyes lit up a little.
"Your surname is also Ye. How old are you?"
"Twenty-four and a half years old."
"The age is right." The ghost servant's eyes brightened even more, and his voice even trembled slightly as he asked urgently: "Do you know Ye Wushuang?"
Ye Qiu shook his head: "I don't know."
"You really don't know Ye Wushuang?"
"I don't know." Ye Qiu looked confused: "Who is Ye Wushuang?"
"It seems you really don't know me." The light in the ghost servant's eyes dimmed instantly, and his face was full of disappointment. After a while, he asked: "You are a doctor, why are you here?"
"I'm here to investigate the case." Ye Qiu said: "There is a residential building above this Buddha head. There are five families living in it, with a total of twelve people. They all died in the past two days."
The ghost servant said: "When they were building their houses, I warned them that breaking ground on the Buddha's head was disrespectful to the gods and would lead to bad consequences in the future. But they didn't listen and insisted on building a house on the Buddha's head.
He said he could make a fortune by doing this."
"Then do you know that the cause of death of these twelve people was poisoning, and they were poisoned by datura."
Hearing this, the ghost servant trembled and seemed to want to stand up, but in the end he failed to stand up.
"After all, it was me who harmed them."
The ghost servant sighed quietly.
Ye Qiu quietly opened his eyes and took another closer look. Only then did he realize that the ghost servant's legs were empty from the calf down, and his feet were missing.
And it seems that he has lost his legs for many years.
It is unimaginable how a person who was poisoned by a strange poison and lost his legs could survive in this Buddha's head where there is no sunlight at all.
"You look a bit like an old friend of mine. What's your father's name?" the ghost servant asked.
"I have never met my father." Ye Qiu said, "I don't know who he is or what his name is."
"What about your mother?"
"My mother's name is Qian Jinglan."
The ghost servant's pupils suddenly widened and he asked in surprise: "What did you just say? What did you say your mother's name was?"
"Qian Jinglan."
"The eldest lady of the Qian family in Suhang, Qian Jinglan?" the ghost servant asked.
Ye Qiu was very surprised and asked: "Do you know my mother?"
The ghost servant stopped talking and kept looking at Ye Qiu with his eyes like dead fish, gradually rolling down his tears.
"What's wrong with you?" Ye Qiu asked.
"Hahaha, God has eyes, God has eyes..." The ghost servant suddenly laughed, as if he had encountered something extremely happy, and the corners of his mouth began to bleed as he smiled.
"Brother, after twenty-five years, I... finally... have lived up to my trust."
"I found him..."
When the ghost servant said this, blood was pouring from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Ye Qiu and said with difficulty: The thing is at the foot of the stone bed...remember, don't go to the capital, be sure to...
Don’t go to the capital…”
"Don't mention...Ye Wushuang...otherwise you...will...be in trouble!"
puff--
The ghost servant spurted blood from his mouth.
In less than half a minute, it passed away.
Until he stopped breathing, the ghost servant looked at Ye Qiu with a happy smile on his face.
For some reason, Ye Qiu felt extremely painful in his heart at this moment, as if he had lost a relative.
