Shi Duomi unfolded the small notebook in front of him, looked at the data on it and continued, "After my investigation, I found that most of the people in the village who suffer from this disease are uncles and aunts over 40 years old.
Men make up the majority of them, while women account for only 5 percent.
The most serious case had strange bulges on both wrists, and disgusting pus oozing out every day.
Just as Uncle Shi expected, the man's upper body was paralyzed, and no one was willing to take care of him except his wife.
Not only that, I also found that people with this disease have no fingerprints and hand lines on their hands.
The whole hand was as smooth as a newly cut piece of cloth.
Although I have not yet been exposed to in-depth medical knowledge, I also know that this is not caused by an ordinary disease.
To confirm my guess, I used all my connections.
As I thought, they came to the same conclusion as I did, that there was no physical cause for these people’s strange illnesses.
After much thought, I think I should seek help from a few more industry leaders.
In my mind, extraordinary things require extraordinary people to handle them, and Master, you are my first choice."
[Six, if I had his ability to flatter, I wouldn't be scolded by my girlfriend every day.]
If what he said is true, then this article could be of great significance. It might even reveal a completely new medical condition, providing a direction for many worthy research papers.
[I agree with him. This shouldn't be caused by illness.]
[I have sent my symptoms to my professor during my graduate studies abroad, hoping he can give me an answer.]
Su Yan didn't show any worry. She looked at Shi Duomi and asked, "Is your elderly family home?"
Shi Duomi has already stood up: "My grandma is at home, I will take my phone to find her now."
Shi Duomi came to grandma's room and forcibly woke her up from her sleep: "Grandma, grandma, get up quickly. I have something important to ask you."
The grandmother suppressed the urge to beat up her grandson and forced a smile: "If you don't have anything important to say, I will beat you up."
Shi Duomi held her grandmother's hand and said coquettishly, "Grandma, I have an important question to ask you. Are there any strange customs in our village?"
He couldn't guarantee that his grandmother would not hide the truth because of someone else, so he didn't tell her that he was participating in the live broadcast.
Su Yan and the audience in the live broadcast room were forced to look at the statue of the God of Wealth enshrined in her grandmother's house.
But this time, the audience was very happy. After all, who doesn’t like the God of Wealth?
When the grandmother heard his question, her sleepiness faded a lot. She grabbed her grandson's hand and asked sternly, "Did someone ask you to do something strange?
I'm telling you, you're still young, so don't follow them and do whatever they want."
Grandma's behavior made Shi Duomi want to dig deeper. He looked embarrassed and said, "Grandma, they are all my elders. I am embarrassed to refuse them."
Grandma Shi let go of her grandson's hand, walked around the house, and tied the dog at the door again.
She had also heard about the strange things happening in the village during this period. Other people's illnesses didn't seem to matter to her, but she couldn't bear to see her own grandson become like that.
"Duomi, what grandma told you today, you just need to keep it to yourself, and don't tell anyone.
Otherwise, not only you, but also your parents will be implicated."
Grandma Shi's voice was a little deep, as if she was recalling some painful memory.
"Our village, including several other surrounding villages, has a long-standing custom: celebrating happiness.
This idea of taking part in weddings is different from what is circulated outside, such as eating wedding candy or touching a pregnant woman's belly. It has a negative connotation to it.
I once witnessed a wedding with my own eyes, and after returning home I was so frightened that I became seriously ill."
"That was more than 20 years ago. I was cooking in the kitchen when I heard voices coming from the back of the house."
"Shuanzi, have you thought about what I'm going to tell you? Your wife has been married for so many years and has not given birth to a child. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your family.
Your father is so old, can you bear to let him die without having a grandson?
Also, don't feel guilty, because everyone in the village does this, and no one will say anything if you do it."
The man named Shuanzi was persuaded by his fellow brother and finally made up his mind: "Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll go notify the participants now."
"After they left, I pestered your grandfather for a long time before he told me the truth about Zhan Xi.
First, you have to notify all the relatives of the man's family, and then draw lots to select eighteen lucky people.
There is also a necessary condition for those who can participate in the lottery, which is to have a child within two years of marriage, regardless of the gender of the child.
Then, they will elect a woman who is recognized as virtuous.
These nineteen people will take a good bath the day before the wedding, buy a red dress, and a mask that will hide their true appearance.
This mask also has its own requirements. It must be the image of a ferocious monster in the legend. It is said that this can suppress the resentment of the person who is touched by it.
Not only that, after the ceremony, there will be a sum of money to get rid of bad luck.
Because of the generous rewards, many people are willing to participate in this ceremony.
After all preparations are completed, they will ambush on the path that the host's wife must take.
As soon as they appear, two people will come out and drag the man aside and tie him up.
Next, the remaining people will take the tools they have prepared and hit the woman's stomach hard.
Once the woman was knocked unconscious, the only woman among them would put her hand on her stomach.
This move signifies a new lease of life.”
[Fuck rebirth! You beat someone to death, so you're just reincarnating!]
If these people truly had a clear conscience, why would they wear masks? Why not just show their true colors and beat people? Aren't they just afraid of women's retaliation?
This is the first time I want to hit someone, and I choose someone who is blessed. I think the ones I choose are all unlucky. These people will definitely not have a good ending in the future.
[This is retribution, isn't it? I guarantee that the person with the problem on his hands is the one who participated in the beating.]
[Today, I will make the decision for once. Master and this little brother should pretend they have never seen these people and let them fend for themselves.]
Shi Duomi took a long time to piece together his shattered worldview. He asked in disbelief, "Aren't they afraid of being beaten to death?"
When asked, Grandma Shi smiled sarcastically: "This is what these people are thinking."
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