Song Zhiguo opened his eyes wide, "Old Xu, we can't say that casually. Where do ghosts and gods come from in this world?"
There was even shock on his face, so Xu Ziqing couldn't see any abnormality at all.
Xu Ziqing blushed a little, as if he had finally shared a secret with his best friend, but his best friend didn't believe him. "Old Song, why would I lie to you? We've been friends for so many years, how could I say such a thing!"
Song Zhiguo stood up and hurriedly closed the door. He opened the window and looked carefully to see that there was no one in the corridor before returning to his seat.
"What's going on? Tell me!
Xu Ziqing took out his handkerchief, wiped his face, and sighed loudly, "Ah, it's still related to the spies. That year, at the mission site, a female spy was captured. I thought we should not be so tough on female comrades. We should adopt a soft policy, provide them with good food and drink, and try to influence them as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, she ran away secretly, injured herself, and then said that we PLA soldiers raped her. She also persuaded the villagers to help her escape. Finally, after we recaptured her, she committed suicide by jumping into the river. This also aroused the anger of the villagers!
Since her death, I have often had dreams in which a female ghost with a separated head and body comes to take my life, which is very disturbing.
Originally, this was neither honorable nor scientific, so I didn't dare tell anyone. Later, my eldest son met a great monk who performed a ritual for me, some kind of salvation and other things, and I finally got better. But two years ago, I started having these nightmares again, and sometimes I feel like she's following me! It's so embarrassing to tell anyone! A grown man is actually afraid of a female ghost.
Song Zhiguo held his chin with his fingers, looked at the dark circles under Xu Ziqing's eyes, and guessed that the nightmare he had was probably true.
But he didn't feel sorry for him. Based on what he had done to Yan Jinqi, it would be strange if Yan Jinqi didn't pester him. He even had the nerve to turn the tables and say that Yan Jinqi was a spy.
"Well, let's go find a senior monk. Is there no other solution to this problem?"
Xu Ziqing shook his head. "That's the problem. The eminent monk passed away two years ago. My son found other monks, but they weren't any good either. So, I heard about your daughter-in-law's situation and came here to seek advice. I'm desperate, Old Song, don't mind me. Just pretend I didn't tell you about your daughter-in-law, and don't take anything we talked about today to heart. He's in his fifties or sixties anyway. Even if he survives, how many more years can he live?"
Song Zhiguo thought for a moment and said, "Old Xu, although my daughter-in-law can't treat illnesses, we have been brothers for so many years. How about I ask my daughter-in-law to ask the Yan family for you?
Yan Jintang has been treating patients for many years, so he probably has all kinds of channels, and his family has a complete network of connections. If you don't mind, I'll ask my daughter-in-law to ask Yan Jintang, or I can go to the Yan family myself to ask for you! In any case, our health is important! Don't say discouraging words first! "
When Xu Ziqing heard Song Zhiguo say he was going to the Yan family, he subconsciously stood up and said, "It's okay, it's okay, Old Song, you don't have to go to the Yan family. It's embarrassing to tell others about my symptoms. Besides, I'm not familiar with the Yan family. Forget it! I'll let my son think of a solution. Don't bother with it. It would be bad if I owe the Yan family a favor later!"
"It's okay, Old Xu. The fifth son of the Yan family has a good relationship with my daughter-in-law. It's nothing serious!"
"It's really okay, Old Song. Oh, it's getting late, let's go home! I'm sorry to bother you today. We haven't spoken in so long, and time flies when we're chatting! Let's go, your sister-in-law will be worried about you later!"
Xu Ziqing laughed twice as if joking, but he didn't notice that there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, which was seen by Song Zhiguo.
"Okay, Old Xu, I won't keep you here. But if you need anything, just let me know! When you're done with this, you and Old Wang can come visit me. My eldest son hired an aunt from Northeast China, and she's an excellent cook."
"Okay, okay, no problem! Let's go out together!"
Song Zhiguo and Xu Ziqing went downstairs together, said goodbye, and got into their respective cars.
Xu Ziqing's face suddenly changed after he got in the car. His expression, which had been quite warm just now, suddenly turned into a thunderstorm with lightning. He was extremely gloomy. "Let's stay at the temple tonight."
"Yes, Chief."
Song Zhiguo watched Xu Ziqing's car drive away and hummed a little tune in the car.
He hummed and cursed silently in his heart, "You bastard, you ungrateful wolf, you're just a coward. You're really good at crying wolf and blaming others. I wonder how long you can keep going. I really misjudged you and wasted so many years of our relationship. If I had known you were this kind of person, I shouldn't have saved you on the battlefield. You dog spy, you deserve a bad death!"
Xu Ziqing went to find Song Zhiguo, originally intending to use his weakness to exchange for some useful information, but he ended up losing more than he gained.
Now he is even more unsure about the relationship between the Song family and the Yan family.
Is it true that the relationship between the Song and Yan families improved only because of the business dealings between Yan Jintang and Song Qi's wife?
So who is Song Qi's wife? How can she do business with the Yan family?
Over the years, he has tried his best to avoid the Yan family in any occasions where the Yan family is present. Every time he sees the Yan family, he can see the vague shadow of Yan Jinqi behind them.
Yan Jinqi was bleeding from all seven orifices, with a big hole in his stomach containing a little ghost and blood on his lower body.
It almost made his heart stop every time.
It is said that the sea of suffering is boundless and turning back is the shore. He burned incense and prayed to Buddha, but it was of no use.
It's only better when I live in a temple.
Xu Ziqing dozed off with his eyes closed in the back seat of the car.
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