I can't make it through tonight?
Jin chuckled, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes trembled a few times.
Those pure white eyes, like two sharp hooks, stared straight at my face as they spoke slowly and deliberately.
“Your [Marriage Palace] is faintly glowing red. Normally, this should be a sign of good fortune, the prelude to being adorned with red ribbons and getting married.”
"But now there is a faint black mist swirling around it, clinging and lingering, ruining the festive atmosphere."
"If the old man is not mistaken, this marriage of yours is probably not an ordinary marriage in the mortal world, but rather a marriage in the underworld, right?"
Amazing!
"Oh shit!"
Before I could even speak, Su Mingyang spoke up for me, saying, "Why? Old Chen was just doing a wedding ceremony for her because he wanted to work, how did that kill her? This bitch should go find the person who killed her! What's the point of coming to us!"
Actually, I'm quite puzzled too.
Although I didn't help her report the crime, I at least helped her with her makeup so she could leave in a presentable manner, right?
Master Jin shook his head and sighed, "Great kindness can turn into great enmity! You kindly helped her with her bridal makeup so she could get married with dignity, but how do you know she was willing?"
this……
I was speechless for a moment.
Jin took a sip of tea and continued, "If you forcibly change someone's fate, you have to bear their original fate. It's like if someone asks you for money and you lend it to them, you have to bear the pain of them not having money!"
Su Mingyang thought for a moment and asked, "Master Jin, if Old Chen hadn't married that female ghost, would he have avoided dying?"
Jin looked at Su Mingyang in surprise: "So you're not stupid after all. But this marriage isn't something he can just cancel if he wants to."
This time, Su Mingyang didn't argue with Master Jin. He hurriedly said, "Master Jin, please save my brother!"
"You can still be saved!"
Jin Ye turned to look at me: "He won't have a chance!"
"Mr. Jin, we were introduced by Sister Wu. Could you please do us a favor?"
Master Jin waved his hand: "Don't tell me you were introduced by Xiao Wu. Even if her father brought you here in person, it won't help. If you can't save her, you can't save her. You can leave."
Su Mingyang was still not giving up: "Brother Jin, whatever amount of money you want, we'll raise it for you even if we have to sell everything we own."
A cold smile appeared on Jin Ye's face: "One hundred million!"
"One hundred million it is... how much?"
Su Mingyang gasped: "Even if we dismantle this whole thing and sell it, it wouldn't be worth a hundred million."
"If you have no money, what are you talking about! Get lost!" Jin Ye waved his hand impatiently.
Su Mingyang wanted to try again: "Master Jin..."
"Fuck your mother!"
Jin Ye grabbed a fruit knife from the fruit plate and pointed it at Su Mingyang: "If you don't get out of here, I'll perform a ritual to send you to the afterlife right now!"
I pulled Su Mingyang aside and said, "Forget it, there's no need to beg anymore. Life and death are just like flowers blooming and withering to me, nothing special. If these vengeful spirits are haunting us, a great calamity is coming. Let them go."
After I finished speaking, I bowed to Mr. Jin and said, "Mr. Jin, I apologize for disturbing you!"
Mr. Jin gave a faint "hmm".
Just as I was about to walk out the door, Jin's voice came from behind: "If you survive tonight, come find me tomorrow. And let me give you a friendly reminder: you're about to die, so don't drag your friends down with you."
I turned around and said thank you.
Mr. Jin closed his eyes and continued listening to his Peking Opera on the recliner, clearly not wanting to say anything more to us.
...
Even after leaving the Rebirth Pavilion, Su Mingyang was still cursing and swearing, saying that Master Jin was heartless, a miser, and a lecher, and that there was nothing he could do but be afraid of dying.
I don't take it very seriously.
They are not related to us at all, so there is no need for them to cause trouble for us.
"Old Chen, how about this!"
Su Mingyang suddenly grabbed my hand excitedly, as if he had just thought of something, and said, "I think that old man is pretty despicable. You were polite to him, but he ignored you. I cursed and hit him, but he saved me instead. Why don't you hit him a couple of times? Maybe he'll save you then."
I was both amused and exasperated. What kind of suggestion was this?
"Why don't you kneel down and call me 'Father'? It seems to work quite well."
I ignored him and asked instead, "Is your mother feeling any better?"
"The same as always!"
Su Mingyang's expression froze instantly, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.
“I have to do hemodialysis two or three times a week, and I have to keep money on hand at all times, hoping that one day a suitable kidney donor will be available. But this money… is like a bottomless pit, it can never be filled! Not to mention saving it.”
Every penny I threw in was gone without a sound, but what could I do? I had to bear it; I had to give my mother a chance to live!
"Is it worth it?" I asked.
Su Mingyang raised his head, tears glistening in his eyes: "This isn't a question of whether it's worth it or not. That's my mother, the mother who gave birth to me and raised me! If even I give up, who else can she rely on? I have no choice. Even if I end up with nothing, I can't let myself regret not having tried my best for my mother."
I can't understand how he felt.
I tried to think about sad and upsetting things, but I still didn't feel anything.
I handed him the red envelope and salary card that Sister Wu had given me earlier: "Buy some supplements for Auntie."
"this……"
Su Mingyang subconsciously reached out his hand, but pulled it back as soon as his fingertips touched the red envelope. His lips trembled, and his eyes were full of hesitation.
"Take it!" I stuffed the red envelope and bank card into his arms.
I'm going to die tonight, so these things are useless to me now.
But Su Mingyang was different; his mother was waiting for him to save her life.
"Old Chen, I... I, Su Mingyang, swear to God, I will never forget your kindness in this lifetime, and I will definitely repay you!"
...
Su Mingyang wanted to say he would stay with me tonight, but I refused.
Jin is right. There's no need for me, a dying man, to implicate him.
However, Su Mingyang was also a stubborn mule; he would even stand guard while I went to the toilet.
Finally, when I had no other choice, I lied to him and told him I wanted to go to a club with me before I died. Then I secretly called the anti-prostitution hotline and watched him being put into a police car before I had a chance to escape.
After that, I went to the public bathhouse to take a shower, bought myself a new outfit, and got a cool hairstyle.
Then he ate his last supper alone.
When I came out of the restaurant, the delivery service I hired had already delivered the goods.
Several powerful tools for killing ghosts, including a peach wood sword, five-emperor coins, a Bagua mirror, cinnabar, talismans, and a compass.
I have never known what it means to give in, nor do I believe in destiny. We are born to turn the tables!
Since we can't avoid it, let's give it our all!
Burn your boats and face death to survive!
Even if they die, they will still cause chaos in the underworld.
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