Chapter 6: No touching without washing hands
Haishi is relatively small compared to other first-tier cities, but its economy is booming, and its population and traffic are numerous. Traffic jams are common, especially during holidays, day and night.
On weekdays, it takes less than half an hour to get from Siyun Village in the west to the city center by highway. But now, during summer vacation and the weekend, the traffic jam is extremely annoying.
"Why are you rushing me? You're in such a hurry and you've made an appointment downtown. Don't you know there's traffic? Wait!"
The traffic jam was still going on, and Mr. Huang answered the phone in a bad mood. He didn't know what was said on the other end, but Mr. Huang's eyebrows jumped, he cursed, and found the right opportunity to get off the highway.
"Just shut up and listen."
The vehicle drove onto a dirt road without any bricks or cement, and both sides were covered with weeds taller than people. No one knew who had chosen this place, and if any vicious incident happened there, it would probably go unnoticed.
He followed Boss Huang with one foot deep and one foot shallow. If Qin Qinsen didn't have some experience in face reading and qi gazing, he would have almost thought that he was going to kidnap and sell him.
The further he walked in, the tighter Qin Qinsen's brows furrowed. He could see the smell of blood rising from the front through the grass taller than a person. He wondered which unlucky guy had been tricked.
"Xiao Liu, Xiao Cheng." Boss Huang pointed his chin towards each of them as an introduction, then turned his head back and said, "Xiao Qin."
Yes, they are all juniors.
The three of them stared at each other and looked at Boss Huang collectively.
"Why are you looking at me? Speak. You hurriedly asked me to find someone, but now you haven't told me anything. What? Are you waiting for me to read your mind?"
Boss Huang was in a relaxed position, not at all particular. He simply sat on a short tree stump beside him, crossed his legs, and waited for the two people opposite to speak.
"Boss Huang, will this... work?" The man called Xiaocheng looked at Qin Qinsen suspiciously, with distrust written all over his face.
In the past, no village sheriff, regardless of gender, had such smooth, fair skin—all of them were in their seventies or eighties, or at least had a forehead full of wrinkles. But the one before him was so tender that you could squeeze water out of her.
Seeing someone questioning him in person, Qin Qinsen did not get angry, but just observed the person opposite from a distance.
Looking intently, I realized that the two of them were not only covered in the bloody aura that did not belong to humans. Their foreheads were black, like dark clouds hanging over their heads, their eyes were dark and turbid, and their pupils were cloudy. It was obvious that they had offended something unclean.
"Say it or not, Xiao Qin, let's go."
Boss Huang put down his legs and made a move to leave. Xiao Liu was anxious, "Hey - don't, my brother is very stupid and can't speak. Please forgive me, please forgive me."
"Um... little brother, look at me, right? Hmm?" Xiao Liu gestured, indicating Qin Qinsen to look at them.
Qin Qinsen found it a little funny. The other party didn't trust him, but had no other choice but to speak nicely to him. It was very amusing.
Especially the two people opposite, it was obvious that they were not easy to mess with. In layman's terms, they were gangsters. Looking at Boss Huang, Qin Qinsen signaled with his eyes: Do you want me to speak or do you want me to speak?
"Well, if you have any questions, just ask. I can smell the smell of you from three miles away."
Boss Huang rolled his eyes without changing his posture.
"Someone asked us to help transport some goods, but who knew there was something wrong with the goods? Everyone who touched them suffered. Among a group of brothers, only Xiaocheng and I escaped."
Lit up a cigarette, Boss Huang slowly exhaled the smoke and asked, "How did you get into trouble?"
Fear flashed across Xiaoliu's face, but he couldn't hide his fierceness. "First, they said something was watching them. We chased them but found nothing, so we thought they were hallucinating from exhaustion. Then the money in the bag turned to ashes, and the walls of the house and the car were all covered in blood. Finally..."
In the end, they naturally died inexplicably, but the one who was seeking their lives still felt it was not enough and refused to let them go.
"If you don't tell the truth, how can I, your little brother, help you?" Boss Huang sneered.
Boss Huang knew very well what kind of person Xiaoliu was. He could tell at a glance that he was not telling the truth.
Xiaocheng, who had made a lot of money working for Xiaoliu, couldn't stand Boss Huang's annoyance and started yelling, "If Brother Hong hadn't asked to find you, who do you think you are? And you brought this pretty boy who hasn't even grown all his hair yet. Who knows what you're thinking?!"
It was no different from being scolded by someone, but Qin Qinsen didn't care at all. He had heard worse things when he was working there before. It was just a pretty boy, not harmful at all.
Following Boss Huang's example, Qin Qinsen found a relatively clean spot, sat down cross-legged, and listened to their argument with his chin propped up.
It turns out that Boss Huang was once a reckless young man who wandered the underworld, but for unknown reasons quit and opened Siyuntang. Xiaoliu and Xiaocheng are the younger brothers taken in by Hong Ge, the older brother who once did Boss Huang a favor. Xiaoliu is even poised to be his successor.
Xiao Liu clearly didn't trust Boss Huang and the people he brought with him, otherwise he wouldn't have let Xiao Cheng speak. He was just pretending to persuade him, "Xiao Cheng, apologize quickly. This was introduced by Brother Hong."
"Are you really not afraid of death?" The weather was hot and there were many mosquitoes. Qin Qinsen was worried about the old man upstairs who had been possessed by evil spirits and the frightened neighbors, so he just wanted to end the battle quickly.
Xiaocheng looked to be in his early twenties, a time of youthful arrogance. He was already frightened by the spooky things, but Qin Qinsen's words only ignited his rage. "What the hell are you talking about!"
"I don't know what your goods are, but you two are not far from death. If you want to live, talk nicely. If you don't want to live, I'll leave. Boss Huang, how much is the 'gift package'? I'll transfer it to your WeChat."
Don’t bother with free gift packages, and don’t make things complicated when money can solve the problem.
"Comrade Xiao Qin, this won't do." Boss Huang turned around and shook his finger at him. His right hand was raised in the air, and he drew a talisman in a very impressive manner.
Qin Qinsen grabbed his hand and asked, "Who taught you?"
"The person who asked you to come said that as long as you show this, you will be obedient." Boss Huang smiled mysteriously.
Shaking off his hand, Qin Qinsen frowned, "What else did he say?"
Putting away his smile, Boss Huang twitched his lips and said, "If you can beat him, then fight. If you can't, then run away."
What good person would say such nonsense in a dream? Just saying something like "It is fate" or "Heaven has bestowed a great responsibility on this person" would be fine.
"Okay." Qin Qinsen raised his chin. "Tell me what you want. Do you want to get rid of bad luck, exorcise evil spirits, or eliminate the root cause?"
Xiao Cheng, who was left out by the two, was about to open his mouth when Qin Qinsen glared at him, "Dark clouds are gathering over the sky, and bad things are about to happen. If you want to die, keep wasting your time."
"Little brother, do you see if we have any of those things on us?" Xiaoliu pressed Xiaocheng's shoulder with anticipation in his eyes.
Qin Qinsen shook his head, "It's clean, just marked."
The bloody smell looks scary, but if you observe carefully you can find that it is still floating on the surface, similar to a beast marking its territory to warn other creatures not to approach easily.
"Mingming..." Xiaocheng thought of his experiences in the past few days and was extremely dissatisfied with Qin Qinsen's understatement.
Qin Qinsen brushed off the grass and dust on his body, stood with his arms folded across his chest, and said, "Choose."
It seems like if you don't make a decision now, you will be in trouble in the next second.
"Cut the grass at its roots," Xiao Liu said with a sinister look, "I want to see what is harming my brother."
The meeting place was chosen in the wilderness simply because they hid the "goods" there.
Boss Huang walked in the middle with Qin Qinsen, while Xiaoliu and Xiaocheng followed one after the other, and took the two to an abandoned construction site.
It was very clean, without any wandering ghosts or evil spirits. Compared to the bushes just now, it was so quiet here that even breathing could be heard clearly.
Xiao Cheng, who was leading the group, stopped at the door and looked at Qin Qinsen. "It's inside."
The abandoned construction site is huge. At a glance, there are only weeds left except for unfinished projects and iron houses.
Qin Qinsen had been courageous since childhood, and with his sophisticated "training," there were few things that could frighten him. Even if a fierce ghost suddenly appeared at the construction site and got right in front of him, he wouldn't even raise an eyebrow.
Everyone turned and followed Qin Qinsen to the door of the wooden house.
The door panels are full of marks of time, the surface is mottled and peeling, the lock on the door is rusted, and the windows on both sides are surrounded by wooden boards to form a fence, nailed to the window frames. Through the gaps, you can vaguely see that it is pitch black inside.
The surroundings were still quiet, without even a breeze.
Qin Qinsen stood at the door and thought for a while, then knocked on the door politely, "Hello, is anyone there?"
Xiao Cheng was so angry at his actions that he rolled his eyes, "No, you are sick - damn it!"
Squeak——
Crash——
The door lock broke and fell to the ground, and the door opened by itself.
Not to mention Xiaocheng, even Boss Huang retreated several meters.
Signaling them to stay away, Qin Qinsen stepped into the darkness. Initially, he didn't notice anything unusual. There was indeed a bloody odor in the room, but that was all. According to Xiaoliu, the paper ashes and bloodstains must have been a sinister aura.
Or is it only aimed at people who have come into contact with the "goods"?
Bang!
The door slammed shut, plunging the room into complete darkness. Even the occasional sunlight that filtered through the cracks vanished without a trace. Qin Qinsen remained unfazed. "The righteousness of heaven and earth, all laws follow the heart, break."
The darkness receded like the tide, replaced by a messy room.
The walls were covered in blood, handprints, and drag marks. Chairs were tilted and missing limbs, and other garbage like ashtrays, drink bottles, and lunch boxes were scattered on the ground. Against the wall were two open, tattered backpacks filled with ashes.
There was only a wooden square table placed upright, and a gold bracelet lying quietly in a box.
Dark red rubies were inlaid on it, and fine diamonds surrounded it like stars surrounding the moon. The shimmering light of the jewels constantly attracted the attention of others, constantly urging...
'Put it on.'
The voice was extremely gentle, like a soft and boneless hand, caressing his cheek with body fragrance.
"Look at the size of my wrist and you'll know it's too small for me." Qin Qinsen grabbed the hand that was taking advantage of him and said with some disgust, "Have you washed your hands? You're touching me like that."
"Yo, and it's one-handed."
In the literal sense.
A hand floated in mid-air, with no arms or body, only fingers, palm and a part of the wrist.
"Who are you?!" Ghost Hand said from nowhere, his tone suddenly changing, becoming extremely aggressive as he struggled desperately in Qin Qinsen's hands.
As the ghost hand moved, the bloody atmosphere in the room gradually thickened. Qin Qinsen wrinkled his nose and said, "Did you come out of the garbage pit? It stinks."
Seeing that the ghost hand was approaching again, Qin Qinsen moved quickly, fearing that the smelly ghost hand would touch him again.
The talisman paper moved without a breeze, a flash of golden light passing by. The moment the ghost hand was attached, the bloody odor in the room dissipated for the most part. He wrapped the ghost hand with the talisman paper and stuffed it into the box. To prevent the ghost hand from causing further trouble, Qin Qinsen simply closed the box and stepped on it.
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