Shangjing, the Qin family’s old house.
"…According to our reporter, at around 9:10 pm on August 22, a huge explosion occurred in the Taiyin Mountain Scenic Area of Sui County, killing one person and injuring four. The injured have been sent to the hospital for full treatment. The relevant situation is still under further investigation, and the aftermath work is proceeding in an orderly manner…"
The morning news was playing on the TV in the living room. The female host had delicate makeup, a calm tone, and clear pronunciation.
The only two members of the Qin family, one old and one young, gathered in the restaurant to have breakfast.
Sitting in the main seat, Mr. Qin was wearing a snow-white embroidered Tang suit, with gray hair and a rosy face. He slurped his porridge, took a bite of his egg, and occasionally took a bite of pickles, eating with relish.
Qin Yan had two dark circles under his eyes. He fiddled with his phone while eating without any appetite. Every time he swallowed a mouthful of porridge, his face twitched, as if the bowl in front of him was not filled with multi-grain rice porridge, but rice mixed with arsenic.
“Ding——” a WeChat notification rang on the phone.
Qin Yan casually pushed the news that popped up above the information prompt bar, "Recently, a black hole appeared in the sky of Taiyin Mountain Scenic Area in Sui County. Some netizens exclaimed: Which Taoist friend is going through a catastrophe?" into the trash can, and clicked to chat with his friend Fu Le——
[Fu Dasha: Holy shit! ! Brother Yan, you don’t know that the second son of the Jing family is in the news again]
Qin Yan was puzzled, Jing Lao Er?
...
...
He moved his fingers and replied: [Who? ]
【Fu Dasha: Oh, right, I forgot you didn’t know him. Jing Cheng, one year younger than us, a well-known devil in our circle, the leader of the Five Poisons, the ultimate trash, a girl even jumped off a building for him, the one whose parents made a big fuss online】
Seeing the introduction sent by Fu Le, Qin Yan seemed to remember something and frowned in disgust.
[Fu Dasha: A few days ago, this kid was going to hold his coming-of-age ceremony with great fanfare. He took his friends to another place to race cars and was kidnapped. Guess what? You will never be able to imagine what happened next.]
Qin Yan was stunned for a moment. Could it be that he was killed?
[Yan:? ]
[Fu Dasha: It turned out that the warehouse where he was kidnapped was a gasoline warehouse. I don’t know how it exploded, but this kid was lucky enough to be sent to the hospital. The kidnappers were all killed in the explosion, and one was burned to ashes. This kid was only slightly injured! ]
【inflammation:……】
[Fu Dasha: How could God be so blind as not to blow up this social scum to death? Sure enough, the scourge will last for thousands of years]
【Fu Dasha: Oh, by the way, I heard that this scum was persuaded to drop out again, and was sent to our school by his stepmother. We plan to deal with him after school starts. Brother Yan, do you want to join us?】
【inflammation:……】
【Yan: Boredom】
Qin Yan hung up the phone and didn't reply.
Old Master Qin glanced at him and said, "Who's looking for you so early in the morning?"
Qin Yan yawned and shook his head, "No one."
The nanny beside him peeled an egg and put it on the plate.
Qin Yan curled his lips and pushed the plate away.
Seeing this scene, Old Man Qin coughed, put down the bowl, and said nonchalantly: "When I was a child, eating eggs was a luxury. If someone's chicken laid an egg, they had to wait until the New Year or other festivals to eat one. And the one egg had to be shared by brothers and sisters..."
Hearing this, Qin Yan pushed the plate directly in front of him.
Grandpa Qin:?
Qin Yan said expressionlessly: "Here, let's have some. Celebrate the New Year in advance."
If you sit next to someone who makes you feel sick while eating, you will lose your appetite no matter how good it is.
Sure enough, Mr. Qin's eyes twitched, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, and felt that he should give his grandson a "love education", and scolded: "You want to do it again..."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Qin noticed the "national treasure-level dark circles" on his grandson's face. He paused and changed his tone temporarily: "...Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Qin Yan drooped his eyelids, without raising his head, and just hummed as a reply.
He had another nightmare all night.
Sometimes the long hair of the red-clothed female ghost was entangled around his neck and he couldn't breathe, and sometimes a headless ghost was chasing him and trying to pull out his head. In the second half of the night, he always felt that there was something lying on the edge of his bed, staring at him, and from time to time he could hear a woman sobbing.
But when he opened his eyes, the world was silent again, telling him that he was just dreaming.
Ever since he could remember, his nights had never been peaceful, and he could not truly sleep until after 3 a.m.
Qin Yan changed his name. His original name was "Qin Yan". The reason for the name change was that Qin Yan could always see strange things in his eyes when he was a child. At first, the Qin family did not notice this trait of his. Until one year when they were having New Year's Eve dinner, the Qin family gathered in the old house. Qin Yan suddenly asked the servant to add an extra seat and a set of tableware next to him. Qin's mother asked him if any children would come to play in a while.
Qin Yan was surprised and replied: "He is already here and standing right here."
Everyone in the Qin family was also surprised because they did not see the child that Qin Yan was talking about.
But they didn't take it seriously and just thought it was a child's prank.
It was not until they witnessed Qin Yan talking to the air while eating that they realized the matter was serious.
So Qin's father paid a large sum of money to hire a master, who said after reading his horoscope that the child would be born at three quarters past noon on the Dragon Boat Festival, the time of the year when the yang fire is at its strongest. He has a lot of yang energy in his body, and more importantly, he also happened to be in the "Nine Purple Fire Year" which occurs once every thousand years. The fire in this year burns more vigorously than any other year, so the yang energy in his body is extremely pure and can easily attract greedy little ghosts.
But at the same time, because he has a lot of yang energy, which is like a raging fire to ghosts, these little ghosts cannot hurt him.
It's just that Qin Yan is still young, his eyesight is low, and he can't suppress the evil spirit, so he sees things that ordinary people can't see. This is a problem that many children will have. When they grow up a few years, they will no longer be able to see it, so they don't need to worry.
The Qin family breathed a sigh of relief, but when they thought about the fact that there were these unclean things around them, even though they couldn't see them, the children could. What if they encountered a scary one and scared the children?
The master had no choice but to have him change his name to "Qin Yan", gather his Yang Fire to its peak, and then perform a ritual to completely eliminate his "Yin Yang Eyes".
However, this unnatural behavior will have side effects, namely "nightmares".
These little devils didn't dare to bother him during the day, so they kept him awake at night.
Since then, Qin Yan has never been able to sleep peacefully.
It's just that although the master has some skills, he is not a great one. He can close your eyes, but he can't close your mind. In the attitude of after-sales service, he vaguely asked the Qin family to buy some magic tools to protect the house and ensure safety.
So the Qin family began to ask around for monks and Taoists, and asked them to bring back a bunch of so-called blessed feng shui ornaments for the house, such as golden Pixiu, bronze lions, bronze gourds, peach wood axes, Five Emperors' coins, Shanhai Zhen, Shi Gan Dang... The house was filled with them, and they spent a lot of money, but still saw no effect.
In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed.
Old Master Qin sighed and said, "Tomorrow I'll ask someone to go to the south to ask a master to take a look at you. The amulet your father asked for you at the temple last time didn't work, right?"
Qin Yan swallowed a mouthful of porridge and said concisely: "No, it's fake."
"Impossible." Grandpa Qin said firmly, "Your father spent tens of thousands of dollars, and the master of the ceremony personally consecrated it..."
Qin Yan sneered, untied the red string hanging around his neck, and handed it to Old Man Qin: "Let me show you what this thing is."
Seeing his grandson so confident, Grandpa Qin took the amulet folded into a triangle with some doubt, and looked at it carefully, but did not find any problems.
Qin Yan: "Please open it and take a look."
"How can you just take this thing apart?" Old Master Qin gave him a disapproving look and returned the amulet to him. "Hurry up and keep it! The master said that this is very powerful."
Qin Yan: “…”
Qin Yan took the triangle symbol and opened it directly to show it to Old Man Qin.
There were indeed strange red runes drawn on the long yellow talisman paper, but there was another problem - there was actually a small QR code under the rune?
And underneath it says: Produced by xx Paper Industry, quality guaranteed.
Mr. Qin was stunned.
Qin Yan: "Tsk tsk tsk, you haven't figured it out yet, this thing is just a mass-printed amulet."
Mr. Qin: “…”
Qin Yan: "Look at this talisman paper, it's smooth, there's no trace of cinnabar on it, the back is even smoother than the front, it's obviously not drawn by a human."
Mr. Qin: “…”
Seeing that the old man hadn't reacted yet, Qin Yan took out his phone and continued, "How about I scan one for you? I scanned it before, and it said that they were selling talisman paper wholesale for 10 yuan for 300 pieces, with a clear price tag. My dad spent 30,000 yuan to buy one piece. No wonder people say that those who engage in metaphysics are the most profitable. There are always people like you who rush to give money to them."
At this point, Qin Yan seemed to remember something. "I searched for those Feng Shui ornaments you brought back on Taobao. That Shanhaizhen, did my uncle spend 300,000 yuan to buy it? It only sells for 30 yuan online. I took a photo and sent it to the store, and the store said that all the Shanhaizhen on the market are produced by them, and the wholesale price is cheaper."
Mr. Qin: “…”
As if he was afraid that the blow was not enough, Qin Yan made a final conclusion: "What era is this? Where are the real heavenly masters in this world? There are scammers all over the streets, and they can only fool old people like you."
Old Master Qin covered his chest and almost passed out.
"Grandpa, are you okay?!" someone exclaimed, and the servants rushed over.
Qin Yan held his forehead helplessly, stood up and patted the old man on the back, took the boiled water and medicine handed over by the servant, and fed them to the old man.
Why can't he control his mouth?
…
Shangjing Central Hospital.
"who I am?"
"Your name is Jingcheng, you are 18 years old, a student, your parents are still alive, you have an older brother and a younger sister. It will be the same no matter how many times I ask you. If you have any questions, wait until your family arrives before asking, okay?" The young and beautiful nurse answered patiently, but rolled her eyes in her heart.
Anyone would be fed up if the same question is asked more than ten times.
What's more, the patient only had a mild concussion**, not mental retardation. She had principles and was not in the mood to play the amnesia game with this second-generation rich kid!
After asking countless times, the answer was the same. Jing Cheng didn't want to embarrass her anymore and lay back on the bed with a confused look on his face.
The nurse changed his medicine and left the room slowly.
Jing Cheng touched the back of his head which was aching slightly, and thought that he had a lot of questions.
It’s true that his name is Jing Cheng, but he is 24 years old, has never been to school, his parents died early, and he has no brothers or sisters.
What is going on?
Not long after, the door of the ward knocked twice, and before Jing Cheng could say "come in", the man opened the door and came in.
Jing Cheng, with gauze on his head, looked up at the person who came.
The man who came in was tall, wearing a well-made suit, with handsome features. Looking closely, he looked somewhat similar to Jing Cheng, but his face was cold, as if frosted.
Jing Cheng looked at him suspiciously.
The cold voice of the visitor sounded above his head: "I heard that you are mentally retarded?"
Jing Cheng: “?”
No, who are you? Why are you cursing right away?
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