"The same applies."
Dr. Sun continued his story:
"Similarly, taking the head may extract the energy of 'intelligence', taking the hands and feet may extract the energy of 'action' and 'control', and taking the kidneys may extract the energy of 'nourishment' and 'storage of essence'."
At this point, Doctor Sun paused and looked at Li Huai.
"Although that kid is useless, his birth chart is quite special, especially since it's an extremely inauspicious one. It's best not to get entangled with him, or you might get entangled with him."
Upon hearing this, Li Huai shrank back and subconsciously touched various parts of his body.
I know that Dr. Sun was afraid that Li Huai would lose his life in the case, so he wanted to scare him.
I ignored it and continued to ask:
How did those old objects manage to pinpoint the exact organs they needed?
"This brings us to talismans and blood sacrifices."
At this point, Dr. Sun's expression turned serious, and even his voice lowered a few decibels.
“Those who engage in crooked practices will not just use any old thing. They will often choose objects that are old and preferably have been imbued with human energy or evil spirits as their equipment.”
"Then, they would use extremely insidious methods, such as the blood of those who died unjustly, or their own blood and essence mixed with filth, to carve inconspicuous talismans on it!"
I suddenly understood why we had seen those small, twisted runes on the paperweight and paper cutter earlier.
Perhaps it is the Yin Fu that Doctor Sun mentioned!
"When this Yin Talisman was made, it was already predetermined what kind of energy it would absorb. Once someone with a compatible birth chart and temperament comes into contact with it and handles it for a long time, their own energy field will be penetrated and eventually harvested."
I felt a chill run down my spine when I heard that.
Those who receive these things are often excited as their first reaction.
For example, the old teacher thought he had found a great bargain, managing to find such a good treasure at an extremely low price.
In fact, this was a trap specifically designed to target him.
Even if it's free, that person might still be happy to give it to him.
"This thing has been around for who knows how many years. The owner of the scrap yard you mentioned probably doesn't know anything about it."
Dr. Sun added, however, that this was just his guess.
I actually know this, but I can only cast a wide net and try not to miss any clues.
It was late at night, and Dr. Sun needed to rest.
He examined Li Huai again and confirmed that his soul had been stabilized, but he was still a little weak. He then prescribed him some medicine to calm his mind and nourish his qi, and instructed him to take it on time.
Furthermore, it's best for Li Huai to avoid acting alone in the near future.
If he gets targeted, with his mediocre skills, he'll probably end up in a terrible situation.
It was already past 10 p.m. when we left Buwentang.
Although the city was still brightly lit, we were already sleepy after a busy day.
"Alright, take me home now."
I yawned and said to Luo Tianhe.
Luo Tianhe looked at the steering wheel, but didn't shift into gear.
Suddenly, he turned to look at me:
"Have you forgotten what Dr. Sun just said? It's best not to act alone."
"Isn't that referring to Li Huai? What does it have to do with me?"
I raised an eyebrow and said with some surprise.
Upon hearing what I said, neither Luo Tianhe nor Li Huaidun said a word, and they just stared at me.
Seeing that they showed no sign of moving for a long time, I could only say helplessly:
"Okay, okay, I'll stay at your place. Don't send me home anymore, alright?"
Hearing what I said, Luo Tianhe shifted gears and stepped on the gas in one smooth motion.
"Hehe, Brother Yan, we're just worried about you. After all, Zhang Wei has her eye on you, and she might come looking for you again tonight. More people means more strength, right?"
Li Huai said with a smile.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes:
"I have a feeling that for you guys, Zhang Wei having her eye on me is actually a good thing."
"Brother Yan, what are you saying?"
Li Huai said seriously, seemingly very dissatisfied with my conjecture about them.
I leaned back in my chair, closed my eyes to rest, and pondered that Zhang Wei might indeed come to see me again tonight.
However, I feel that even though she is a ghost, it's not impossible for me to communicate with her.
Perhaps she knows some information that we don't, and can provide clues for our investigation.
After all, we're now in a dead end and don't know what to do next.
Thinking about this, I actually felt a little hopeful that she would come to see me that night.
The car drove smoothly through the night and soon arrived at the upscale residential area where Luo Tianhe lived.
I easily found the place I stayed last time, washed up, and then lay down on the bed.
I'm not a light sleeper; as soon as my head hits the pillow, exhaustion washes over me like a tidal wave.
A deep sleepiness enveloped me, and I fell asleep almost instantly.
Before going to sleep, I deliberately placed a mixture of cinnabar and iron filings, along with other protective items like lightning-struck wood, within easy reach.
No matter what, Zhang Wei is a ghost.
I couldn't possibly be completely without vigilance.
I don't know how much time passed, but a bone-chilling cold woke me from my sleep.
I opened my eyes abruptly. The room was pitch black, with only a faint light coming through the cracks in the window.
The soundproofing in Luo Tianhe's house is quite good; the renovation cost a lot of money.
Normally, I would definitely like this quiet atmosphere, but now, I can't hear any outside sounds, and the deathly silence is making me a little uneasy.
Then, my heart sank.
Zhang Wei did indeed come knocking on our door!
This time, however, it wasn't her head that came knocking; unlike last time, it was her body.
In the corner of the room, a young girl in a plain-colored dress was squatting there. At first glance, there was nothing unusual about her.
However, I knew what had happened to Zhang Wei. Upon closer inspection, sure enough, her neck was completely bare!
I couldn't help but swallow hard, gripping the lightning-struck wood beside my pillow, along with the mixture of cinnabar and iron filings, before I finally felt a sense of security.
Although I had previously hoped she would come to me to obtain some clues.
But now that she's actually here, I'm a little scared.
She remained crouched motionless in the corner, but a thick, cold, and resentful aura, like a tangible spiderweb, enveloped the entire room.
The air seemed frozen; every breath I took felt like it was carrying ice shards, and it stung a little.
We can't let this stalemate continue!
I took a deep breath, trying to suppress the dryness in my throat and the wild beating of my heart, and spoke in as calm a voice as possible:
"Zhang Wei?"
Seemingly because it heard its own name, the crouching figure trembled slightly.
"I know you died unjustly."
Seeing that she reacted, I continued:
"I will investigate this case thoroughly and bring your head back! We have some ideas now, but we're still missing some crucial clues!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
