Chapter 185 The new car I just picked up
What Sufen said was not unreasonable. Logically, if she wanted to do something bad, she would have done it long ago. Why wait until several months later?
Something must have happened in the meantime that led to the current consequences.
On the side, Su Fen's cousin was puffing away at the cigarette while shaking off the ashes in his hand. Qi Gu and Lin Hanzhi didn't smoke and couldn't stand the smell, so they all moved away from him. But the cousin still wanted to come closer, repeatedly inviting him: "Master, do you really want one? My cigarettes are not those cheap ones..."
Qi Gu listened to what he said, lowered his eyes and looked over, and indeed saw the word "China" written in capital letters on the cigarette box.
Qi Gu doesn't smoke, but he knows that for farmers in poor areas, they can only smoke this pack of cigarettes once, if they grab a pack at a wedding banquet, and that's when there are no elders of higher generation sitting at the same table with them.
This Sufen's cousin actually comes from a wealthy family?
Qi Gu thought so and exchanged glances with Lin Hanzhi.
Lin Hanzhi stepped forward and took the cigarette that was handed to her again, lit it between her slender white fingertips, brought the filter to her lips and pretended to take a few puffs, then let her hands hang down and let the cigarette burn on its own with sparks flickering.
"Good cigarette," Lin Hanzhi praised while suppressing the urge to cough.
"Hahaha, if you want to smoke, ask me for more." Sufen's cousin, a tanned farmer, got praised and his face turned even redder, unable to hide his happiness.
"Where are you two masters from? Have you done something similar before? What do you think of the situation of my sister's man...is there still hope?" Sufen's cousin felt that he had a good relationship with Lin Hanzhi, so he asked tentatively.
Lin Hanzhi said: "Well... I am just a newcomer. Our Master Qi needs to take a look before we can draw a conclusion. Our Master Qi is very powerful..."
He praised Qi Gu to the heavens and the sky was the limit. The exaggeration of his words was comparable to that of ancient officials writing memorials to flatter the emperor. It was so exaggerated that anyone who heard it would think that these two masters were unreliable.
After hearing what Lin Hanzhi said, cousin Su Fen's smile deepened on his dark red face: "If that's the case, then I really have to thank the two masters."
Sufen couldn't get a word in, so she just kept saying "thank you, thank you".
After leaving the station, the four of them walked toward the asphalt road and the parking space on the side of the road under the still scorching sun in September in this small town.
Lin Hanzhi's pale face turned slightly red due to the sunburn. Qi Gu was worried that he would get heatstroke, so he poured out a pill from the gourd for him to prevent it.
Lin Hanzhi felt the taste was too bitter, so Qi Gu stuffed a piece of milk candy into her hand.
Sufen's cousin's car is a brand new motorized tricycle. There is a roof on the rear compartment and a row of metal chairs are installed on each side. There are also two hemp ropes swinging on the rear of the compartment. This car is probably bought by the cousin to carry passengers. Many remote villages do not have direct buses to the county town, and the journey is long. Some people would modify this tricycle to carry passengers, charging two or three yuan per person per trip, which is convenient for everyone.
It’s just that cousin Sufen’s car looks a little new.
Lin Hanzhi took the initiative to say: "It's a new car. This car is not cheap."
Sufen's cousin: "The whole package costs less than ten thousand, but I can earn it back by making a few more trips." There was no lack of pride in his tone.
Sufen followed beside him with a smile, thanking her cousin for his willingness to help pick up the people, and praising her cousin for his ability to save money to buy a car.
Although she is not very good at speaking, she has learned a lot about the social customs among her fellow villagers and neighbors.
The tricycle started up with a rumble and headed on the road. Qi Gu and Lin Hanzhi sat on one side, and Su Fen sat alone on the other side.
This car is naturally not as stable as those luxury cars. It shakes violently when it hits a stone, and it is shaky when driving, as if you are riding a bumper car.
Qi Gu and Lin Hanzhi, who were sitting on a bench, were inevitably crowded together, like two pieces of glutinous rice balls thrown into soybean powder and stirred, you touched me and I pressed you.
Lin Hanzhi could sit steadily, but he soon found the fun in this kind of crowding, so he stopped tensing his body and simply went with the flow, swaying with Qi Gu.
When they bumped into each other, they looked at each other, with helpless smiles in each other's eyes.
Every time Qi Gu bumped into Lin Hanzhi, he would ask "Are you okay?", as if Lin Hanzhi was a piece of fragile tender tofu.
Lin Hanzhi: “…”
This fucking sickly character.
An hour later, the car finally arrived at the village from the small town. Sufen's cousin parked the car in the open space at the entrance of the village, which soon attracted a crowd of onlookers.
There are still few villagers who can afford a tricycle, and the look they gave to cousin Sufen made him even happier.
Sufen's cousin was so proud of himself that he said he had other things to do and drove away again.
As soon as he left, the villagers started talking about all kinds of things.
"I guess he's going to drive around and cause trouble again." ”
"Where did Huang Guoliang get the money from? He seems to be so idle...how could he save 10,000 yuan?"
"Don't tell me he's going to gamble again. Last time, someone chased him home to collect the debt. They said they would chop off one of his hands if he couldn't pay it back."
"How did you pay the money back later?"
"I don't know, but it's a waste to buy this car. He has never used it for many serious trips since he bought it. He has always been driving it around to show off."
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The people in the village all spoke their local dialect. Fortunately, the local dialect here was not very difficult to understand, so Qi Gu could barely understand it.
Sufen led the way silently, ignoring the villagers' pointing eyes.
Everyone in the village knew that her husband was seriously ill, and they expressed sympathy verbally, but their tone was just amusement in casual chat and they didn't really feel sorry for her.
Sufen has been subjected to such criticism for a long time in the past few days and has become numb.
Qi Gu asked her if she knew when her cousin Huang Guoliang became rich.
Sufen thought about it and said it was probably about a week ago.
Soon, the three of them arrived at Sufen's door. As expected, the family was extremely poor. Sufen's husband Huang Andao was lying on a gray mattress with a pale face. When he saw someone coming, he could no longer speak and could only make hoarse gasping sounds, like a bellows that could not bear the weight.
Huang Andao's face was shrouded in black air, and he was enveloped by black mist that spread from the bed board beneath him.
There were black lines on his body, pointing in the direction where Qi Gu and his group were coming.
If nothing unexpected happens, this black line corresponds to the one on Sufen’s cousin Huang Guoliang just now.
Qi Gu walked around the room and confirmed that there were no other problems, then said, "Let's get the person off the bed first."
The three people present naturally and easily transferred Huang Andao from the bed. Qi Gu grabbed the mattress with his fingers and lifted it up, revealing two bed boards spliced together underneath. One was brand new, and the other was old and gray, with a tendency to be eaten by insects and corroded.
There was no problem with the old piece, the black mist was coming from the new piece.
"Is this the wooden board you picked up some time ago?" Qi Gu asked, pointing at the wooden board that had obviously been re-cut and varnished.
Su Fen nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes... Is there anything wrong with this board?"
Qi Gu walked around the wooden board and reached out to lift it up. Sure enough, he saw two lines of small characters written on the side of the bed. They were in traditional Chinese characters and described someone's birthday. The second line was a familiar name: Huang Andao.
"This is a reprocessed coffin board," Qi Gu said calmly, which frightened Su Fen so much that she looked at Qi Gu in disbelief and fear.
"I think someone knew you were frugal and deliberately placed this coffin on the road you and your wife had to pass by, watching you pick it up and take it home, and then sneaked into your house and wrote your husband's birth date on it, so that this coffin could accurately claim your life."
"How...how could it be possible? My husband has always been a good man and never offended anyone. How could someone want to kill him?" Su Fen's voice trembled.
"Harming people may not be entirely for the sake of killing, it may also be for the sake of money," Qi Gu said, "Lying on a coffin can absorb coffin qi and make you rich, but the more coffin qi you absorb, the shorter your life span will be, and the closer you will be to the underworld."
There are only so many people in the village, and it is obvious who has made a fortune recently. Sufen actually believes it to some extent, but still doesn't understand why it was her husband who breathed in the coffin gas, while it was her cousin who got rich.
"Master, given the current situation...can my husband still be saved?" Su Fen was so anxious that her eyes were filled with tears, which rolled down, and she could not speak clearly.
At the same time, Huang Andao, who was lying on another bed, kept making rapid huh sounds. It was obvious that he remembered something and wanted to speak.
Qi Gu patted Su Fen on the shoulder and said firmly: "Don't worry."
Once he said this, it was more effective than any magic medicine, and Sufen's heart, which was about to jump out of her chest, calmed down again.
Then, Qi Gu walked towards Huang An, who was still struggling and seemed to want to speak, and said in a steady tone: "I know what you want to say. Did he lead you to promise that if you are lucky, you will definitely give him some, or something like that?"
Huang Andao nodded continuously, his eyes filled with painful regret.
Who would take such a casual promise or a signature as a joke seriously? After all, among friends, it is inevitable to make big promises to each other and say things like "don't forget each other when you become rich and powerful", but who knows, under certain specific conditions, those promises will really come true.
Qi Gu once met a pair of classmates. They had a very good relationship. One was a poor student and the other was a top student, but they always got along well. Before an exam, the poor student casually asked the top student if he could lend him some scores. The top student casually agreed. As a result, halfway through the exam that day, the top student, who was originally in good condition, fainted in the examination room due to physical discomfort. His score was more than 100 points lower than the usual mock exam, while the poor student performed exceptionally well and got the same number of points as the top student.
The second exam was the same.
The top student realized something was wrong and after asking around with his family, he found Qi Gu, and that’s how the problem was solved.
Generally speaking, things like borrowing luck cannot be easily achieved through verbal agreements, and require a deeper contract, such as talismans. However, it is not ruled out that some people with special horoscopes may be affected by such verbal promises.
Fortunately, Huang Andao's horoscope was ordinary and not special, so Huang Guoliang must have used some talisman or something to borrow the fortune that Huang Andao had gained by shortening his life. I don’t know where he, an ordinary villager, learned this kind of metaphysical method, or whether he was guided by someone else?
If it's the latter, things will get troublesome.
Because if that person can teach one person, he can teach two, three... a hundred people. If this kind of evil magic becomes widely known, public order and morality will be disrupted, and there will be murder cases everywhere.
Thinking of this, Qi Gu's expression became even colder, and he looked at Lin Hanzhi: "Let's first bring that Huang Guoliang over to ask him. This guy loves gambling, so he must not be telling the truth. We need to devise a lie."
Qi Gu had no accomplishments in performing arts, so this task was naturally given to Lin Hanzhi.
Lin Hanzhi was taken by Sufen to Huang Guoliang's home to wait for someone. Huang Guoliang did not return home until the evening. He was drunk in broad daylight with a handful of cash in his hand. When he saw Sufen, he suddenly panicked, and his drunkenness disappeared in an instant. He hurriedly hid the money behind him.
Su Fen still remembered what the two masters had said, and she forced herself not to get angry. She pretended that she saw nothing, and asked Huang Guoliang in a nice voice if he could help Master Qi suppress Huang Andao tonight, because Master Qi would later catch the evil spirit hiding in Huang Andao's body and ask him why he wanted to murder Huang Andao, and she was afraid that the evil spirit would use Huang Andao's body too hard.
Huang Guoliang naturally knew that Huang Andao's current state was not caused by the possession of some evil spirit. He thought that Qi Gu and Lin Hanzhi were just two fake masters who were trying to cheat people out of money. However, in order to observe Huang Andao's situation at any time to see how much money he could squeeze out of him, he had become much closer to Su Fen. It would be difficult for him to refuse Su Fen's request at this moment, otherwise he would easily be hated and suspected.
Thinking of this, Huang Guoliang stood up, his face flushed with drunkenness, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go with you... Huang Andao is in this state now, and as his cousin, I feel bad too. It would be great if Master Qi could help this couple."
As he stood up, his palm subconsciously pressed the inside pocket of his shirt.
*
At this moment, in Huang Andao's home, Huang Andao had already been transferred to another room by Qi Gu. Qi Gu also found a wandering soul nearby that had not been taken away by the underworld, and made it transform into the appearance of Huang Andao, lying quietly on the bed waiting for people to come.
It was the first time for Qi Gu to be a director, and it was also the first time for the honest country ghost to be an actor. In addition, Qi Gu promised to burn some gold and silver for him, so the man and the ghost looked at each other and were both very excited.
"Knock knock." The door knocked twice. It was Lin Hanzhi's signal to Qi Gu.
Qi Gu looked at the wandering soul that looked like Huang Andao and said, "You start."
Huang Guoliang, half drunk, walked into the main room with the help of Sufen. He walked towards the room where Huang Andao slept with ease, pushed the door open, and walked in all at once.
However, the moment he walked into the house, Qi Gu's voice shouted in his ear without any emotion: "Oh no, the evil spirit in Huang Andao's body has erupted! Run!"
Lin Hanzhi cooperated endlessly: “Ahhhhhhh!”
Fortunately, Huang Guoliang was so drunk that he did not notice the masters' poor acting skills. His brain was still analyzing the meaning of Qi Gu's words. However, Youhun did not give him time to think about it. He sat up straight from the bed, facing Huang Andao's face with a miserable look, and without hesitation, he grabbed his neck and lifted him off the ground.
"Give me back my life!" The wandering soul uttered this classic line in a sinister voice.
Huang Guoliang was so frightened by this sudden change that he lost all his drunkenness. Before he could say anything, his body was already wet.
The wandering soul with wet legs: “…………”
Director Qi…you need to pay more for this!
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