Chapter 214: Dead Man's Meal
Su Nuobai looked at him and didn't necessarily want to read his face: "What does the customer want to know?"
"Master Su, besides face reading, can you also read palms?" the man asked.
"Of course you can." Su Nuobai made a gesture of invitation.
The man stretched out his left hand.
Su Nuobai looked at his hands. A person with thick hands is rich, but a short one means he is rich but selfish.
"This guest must have not been sleeping well recently!"
The man retracted his hand: "Master Su, what do you mean?"
Su Nuobai: "If you take something that doesn't belong to you, no matter how much you like it, it's not yours. If you keep doing this for a long time, your body will have problems."
"I advise you to return the way you came. You can save your life at least, otherwise you may lose it."
"Master Su, I'm here to resolve this issue with you, not to lecture you." The man said in an unhappy tone.
Su Nuobai: "I've already told you how to resolve it. If you don't believe me and insist on staying, that's your own business."
The man stood up, threw down three buns, flicked his sleeves and left.
Uncle Jia and the others had never seen such an unreasonable person before: "Master Su, what's wrong with this person?"
"This man's family is rich, but he is a selfish person. He stole some things, but these things are not so easy to keep." Su Nuobai stopped there.
"Master Su, doesn't it count today?" Brother Zhou felt like he didn't hear the last one.
Su Nuobai looked at the sky. Since there was nothing going on recently, he could probably plan another meeting. "Then we can plan another meeting."
A young man sat in front of Su Nuobai.
Su Nuobai frowned, looking at the aura of resentment on him that was so thick that it was almost impossible to dissolve. His life palace was damaged and a disaster was imminent.
Xiao Jiang: "Such a strong resentment."
"There's still a dead air." Mo Bao wrinkled his nose.
Feng Zhi saw that the man was haunted by evil spirits, and there was more than one.
"Master Su, I don't know what's wrong with me lately. Every night I want to run outside, and my legs won't obey me."
"Even if my family tied me up, I would still want to go out." Wu Sidu felt like crying.
Su Nuobai: "Have you eaten anything recently?"
"What I eat is normal! I didn't eat anything weird." Wu Si really couldn't remember what he had eaten.
"Think about it carefully. Has anyone invited you to dinner or sent you some food recently?" Su Nuobai looked at him and asked.
Wu Si lowered his head and thought for a long time: "Oh right. Uncle Zhang, just two days ago he suddenly invited me to his house for dinner, and we had a feast of fish and meat."
"I thought he had become rich, otherwise why would he treat me to a meal?"
"Normally, the relationship between our two families wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either. It's just that his son died a while ago. It seems like an ox cart went crazy and hit him to death. It was a pretty tragic death."
"There were only two people in the family, a father and a son. The son had just been engaged and was planning to get married in the spring, but he passed away. I thought we were neighbors, so I would visit him from time to time."
Wu Si sighed after he finished speaking.
Su Nuobai looked at Wu Si. This man was usually kind and had never done anything bad or hurt anyone.
"Is that all I'm asking you for?"
Wu Si nodded: "He invited me that day. At that time, I asked him why he made so many dishes and only invited me."
"Uncle Zhang said that seeing me reminded him of his son, so he cooked some of his son's favorite dishes. He couldn't finish them himself, so he asked me to eat with him."
Su Nuobai: "Did he eat it?"
Wu Si's pupils widened. "No, he didn't eat. I asked him why he didn't eat. He said that seeing these dishes reminded him of his son's lack of appetite, but he told me to eat more."
"Master Su, is there something wrong with this dish?"
Su Nuobai nodded: "There is indeed a problem. The meal he gave you is commonly known as the meal of the dead."
"What do you mean?" Wu Si felt his hair stand on end.
Su Nuobai: "What this means is that these meals were offered to the deceased, and he gave them to you to eat. In other words, he is looking for a scapegoat in disguise."
"His son died a violent death. It must have been a tragic one. He's trapped in the place where he died. If he wants to leave, he'll have to find a replacement."
"And you are the substitute he chose. As long as you go out at night, you will definitely go to the place where his son died."
Wu Si was sweating profusely: "What should I do?"
"It's not just Uncle Zhang's son who is trapped there, there are other ghosts as well." Su Nuobai plans to meet Uncle Zhang.
"Let's go and meet this Uncle Zhang."
Wu Si quickly got up, helped to pack up the stall, and took him to the alley where they lived.
"This is Uncle Zhang's house." He pointed to a door and said.
Su Nuobai raised his hand and knocked on the gate.
Soon the gate was opened. When Zhang Bo saw Wu Si, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Su Nuobai: "Wu Si, what are you doing?"
"Uncle Zhang, why don't we go inside and talk first?" Su Nuobai stopped Wu Si who was about to get angry.
Uncle Zhang moved aside to let them into the yard.
The Zhang family's yard is not big, and there are a lot of bamboos and bamboo strips placed inside, and there are also piles of woven backpacks and other things on the side.
"Please sit down!" Uncle Zhang asked everyone to sit down.
"Uncle Zhang, who told you the method of making the dead man's meal?" Su Nuobai looked at him.
Zhang Bo's body trembled slightly, but he quickly calmed down: "I don't know what you are talking about?"
"Your son was going out that night, but you didn't really care. You just thought he was going out to drink with his friends, right?" Su Nuobai looked at him and asked.
Uncle Zhang curled his fingers into fists, gritted his teeth and tried to endure it.
Su Nuobai: "He also ate the dead man's food. He went out that day to take his own life. Now this man tells you that as long as you also feed someone else the dead man's food, then your son will live."
"Is it right?"
Uncle Zhang opened his mouth in surprise: "You, how did you know?"
"Because your son can't survive, his soul will be scattered. That person is using you. If Wu Si's family didn't stop him, he would be dead."
"That person will also find someone from the Wu family and tell them to cook the dead man's meal so that Wu Si can live."
"He's been plotting against you step by step. Even though you didn't kill Wu Si directly, you've been implicated in the cause and effect. Have you ever thought about the consequences?"
"Would your son like you to do this?"
Uncle Zhang burst into tears: "I, I just want him to come back to life."
"He can't survive, but he can have a next life. Are you planning to make sure he doesn't even have a next life?" Su Nuobai looked at him.
Uncle Zhang looked at Wu Si and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't really mean to hurt you. He said that you and my son are compatible and can be replaced."
"I, I just had this idea."
Wu Si's face is full of question marks now. Who did he offend?
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