Chapter 51 He deserved to be one-eared.
The newspaper reporter called on his good brothers to carry him on a stretcher.
The two glanced at Zhang Wulai on the stretcher and almost vomited.
"This...you..."
The newspaper was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with his legs going limp.
He tried to get up by pulling on his brother next to him, but his brother wasn't in much better shape.
"My God!"
He heard his brother squeeze out a trembling, fearful sigh, and he barely managed to stay upright so that he wouldn't be dragged to the ground.
"What's going on here...?"
"Newspaper good!" The brother grabbed him, his eyes wide like saucers. "Does this person have a contagious disease?"
Otherwise, how could a person become like this!
This is a rotten mango!
Just as the two of them were frightened, Zhang Wulai, who had been lying on the stretcher in a daze, woke up.
He opened his eyes groggily and struggled in pain while lying on the stretcher.
"Help...help me..."
He reached out his hand to the two people beside him, who were so frightened that they scrambled to their feet.
"Master!" The newspaper-bearer scrambled towards Chu Ci, crying out, "Help! Master!"
He scrambled out the door in a flash, plopped down on the ground, and pointed tremblingly at Zhang Wulai, who was struggling in pain on the stretcher.
"His entire body is black and rotting! Could he have some kind of infectious disease?"
Chu Ci bent down and helped the two of them up. "He doesn't have any infectious diseases, he's just cursed."
"curse?"
"Yes, he spread rumors about an old woman's deceased granddaughter, took money from the person who killed her granddaughter, and together they drove the old woman to her death."
"Now they're getting their comeuppance."
Seeing that Chu Ci's gaze towards Zhang Wulai was calm and unwavering, the newspaper's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.
Chu Ci understood that Zhang Wulai's current appearance was quite shocking to everyone, so he took the initiative to go over and lift one corner of the stretcher.
"Come on, let's help carry him out."
Seeing her walk past without any hesitation, Bao Zhanliang swallowed hard and followed her.
Meanwhile, Zhang Wulai's mother, who had been forcibly dragged into the elevator, was furious.
"You bunch of bastards who stood by and watched someone die! You're all murderers! I'm going to the police station to report you!"
"You bunch of sons who are born without a penis! May you be struck by lightning!"
She struggled so fiercely that the man in the elevator couldn't hold her back.
She rushed out of the elevator, knowing she couldn't beat Chu Ci, and that Dan Po was too far away.
They simply went straight for the newspaper's wicked son.
She grabbed and pinched Liang's son, Ayong, yelling, "You bullied me! I'll kill your son!"
When A-Yong's mother saw that her son was injured, she immediately let go of his hand and they started fighting.
"You unreasonable gossip! I told you to go to the hospital, but you wouldn't go and insisted on making a scene here!"
"I don't think you care about your son at all; you're just here to extort money!"
However, she was no match for Zhang's mother, who was always fighting and causing trouble.
Zhang Wulai's mother not only beat the newspaper-wearing daughter-in-law, but also had the free hand to beat their two sons.
"Who are you calling a baby who doesn't have poop?!"
The newspaper reporter, seeing his wife and son being beaten, immediately rolled up his sleeves and came over.
His friends, worried that he might hurt the woman badly, tried to stop him.
But Zhang Wulai's mother was completely oblivious to what was good for her son and proceeded to rant and rave about him while looking at the newspaper.
"I'll beat you to death, you rotten chicken! You scurvy bastard! My son won't survive, so why should you live!"
Ah Yong was still stupidly banging his head against the wall, and he didn't react even after she hit him several times.
"You hit my son?"
Seeing several bloody marks on her son's face, the newspaper-reading woman finally snapped.
He pounced on Zhang Wulai's mother, straddled her, and slapped her face repeatedly.
"A diseased chicken? You're the diseased chicken!"
"The whole family did such a despicable thing, and they still have the nerve to shout it from outside!"
"If I were you, I would have taken your diseased son and died long ago!"
Zhang Wulai's mother was beaten and cried loudly.
On the one hand, she often cries loudly when she has arguments with people.
On the other hand, it was also because he was really hurt.
But when the newspaper reporter pulled the good daughter-in-law away, her crying stopped again, and she turned to the other person's son.
"You hit me? I'll blind your son!"
She's best at picking on the weak, and she'll reach out to glare at someone's son.
Just as Liang and his wife went to stop him, A Yong, who had been banging his head, suddenly stopped.
Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Zhang Wulai's mother, who was rushing towards him.
Zhang Wulai's mother had a bad feeling, but before she could stop, A Yong suddenly pounced on her.
He bit her ear and wouldn't let go, almost biting off half of it.
The screams of Zhang Wulai's mother pierced the entire building.
"My ears! My ears!"
The couple was stunned by their son's sudden action.
Before they could react, their son spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his eyes bloodshot, and charged straight at them.
"son!"
The newspaper jumped aside to avoid the attack, but his wife was tackled by their son.
“Ah Yong…”
The newspaper reported that the good daughter-in-law, facing her own son, wanted to yell at him to bring him back to his senses.
But her son's eyes were red as he stared at her bloodied forehead and bit straight into her arm.
With her screams, it felt like a piece of flesh was being bitten off her arm.
Chu Ci grabbed Wei Yong by the back of his collar with one hand and threw him aside.
She blocked the newspaper that was rushing towards her, saying, "Wait a minute, my grandma is going to get the red chopsticks."
Only then did Liang notice a red mark on her face, faintly tinged with blood, probably from being accidentally injured during the argument.
"master……"
The newspaper reporter looked down at her arm, which was draped around her neck. "Should I find someone to help me hold A-Yong down?"
"No need, I can handle it. You go and help your wife up."
Chu Ci turned her head to look at his face.
His face was covered with various marks, clearly indicating that he had been scratched several times by Zhang Wulai's mother.
"I'm sorry about what happened today; I've caused you all trouble."
"It's all because of that shameless woman!"
Seeing Zhang Wulai's mother rolling on the ground covering her ears, Baozhangliang spat out a curse.
"I've never seen such an unreasonable person in my entire life!"
Serves him right for almost turning into a one-eared person!
"Aci! Aci, the chopsticks are here!"
Grandma came over with red chopsticks, and seeing Chu Ci take them, she couldn't help but ask:
"Are you sure you can manage by yourself? Grandma will help you."
She had seen Chu Ci tell fortunes for people all this time, but this was the first time she had ever dealt with a case of being possessed by an evil spirit.
The newspaper reporter glanced at the chopsticks in Chu Ci's hand and couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Are you asking about rice-cooking chopsticks?"
He said with a pained expression, "But I, A-Yong, am very sensible. I shouldn't have bumped into anything I shouldn't have..."
"It's different from ordinary rice-picking chopsticks."
Chu Ci responded, stuck the chopsticks into the hand that was being hung up, walked over and pinched Wei Yong's chin hard.
With a "click," Wei Yong's jaw was dislocated.
"Ah Yong!"
When his mother saw his jaw being dislocated, she tried to stop him, but Chu Ci held her down.
"Stay away and don't get involved."
As she spoke, she used one hand to knock Wei Yong, who was lunging at her again, to the ground.
He pressed the struggling man to the ground with his knee and swiftly pinched the middle finger of his left hand with chopsticks.
The standard "asking the spirits" chopsticks consist of three chopsticks, primarily used to detect whether one has offended any spirits or deities.
But the method she used was mentioned in the "Speedrun Handbook," which can calm people down temporarily.
Use red chopsticks to pinch the base of his left middle finger, squeeze it tightly, and pull it down forcefully.
As Wei Yong screamed in agony, black blood began to drip from his pinched fingernails.
By the time the red chopsticks were pulled from the base to the fingertips, the black blood on the ground had already congealed into a small puddle.
Wei Yong's scream stopped abruptly, and he collapsed to the ground unconscious.
"Ah Yong!"
The Liang couple caught Wei Yong when he fell to the ground.
Wei Yong struggled to open his eyes and saw his mother looking at him with tearful eyes. His face was pale as he struggled to move his lips:
"mom……"
"Okay, okay! It's good that you're alright now!"
The newspaper reported that the good wife held her son and wept with joy.
After expressing his concern for his son, Liang Guan began to thank Chu Ci profusely.
"Master, thank you so much!"
"What happened today scared my wife and me to death. If it weren't for you, A-Yong would probably have smashed his head in..."
Chu Ci refused the money he offered.
"No need to pay. I'm the one who dragged you into this today, so let's make it free this time."
"That won't do!"
The newspaper insisted on giving her money, but Chu Ci sighed and waved her hand in refusal.
“Your son is only temporarily sober now. He can’t find the culprit, and he will continue to do this in the future.”
She stared intently at the newspaper. "What did he do before he was possessed?"
Newspaper Liang: "..."
He and his wife exchanged a glance, and his wife hugged their son and wiped away tears.
"I...I met a nice girl, so I arranged for them to...go on a blind date."
Worried that Chu Ci might misunderstand, she quickly explained:
"Master, I've kept in mind what you told me last time. But I'm thinking, my son can't stay unmarried forever..."
"And you told me last time to be more careful, so I really investigated all the woman's circumstances before I let him go!"
She lowered her head, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"But I never expected that my son would get infected so quickly..."
Before Chu Ci could say anything, the elevator doors opened again, and two people in police uniforms came out.
Whether the two were new recruits or not, they screamed and shrank back when they saw the blood all over the corridor.
"Hurry! Press the button! Make the elevator doors close!"
"I pressed it! I pressed it!... Is someone dead outside? Should we notify the Major Crimes Unit?"
Chu Ci: "..."
She sighed silently and pressed the closing elevator door.
"Someone is injured. Would you two please take a statement?"
The two police officers in the elevator were startled by her voice.
Seeing that she was a thin woman, he adjusted his hat brim and straightened up.
"Did you call the police?"
"Yes, I called the police."
Chu Ci gestured for them to come out and pointed to Zhang Wulai's mother, who was lying on the ground rolling around.
"She's staying at my house and won't leave."
The policeman frowned when he saw the blood on Zhang Wulai's mother's face. "What happened?"
Before Chu Ci could answer, the newspaper's good wife pulled her husband out.
"Officer! Help!"
She and Bao Baoliang, their faces covered in red marks from being arrested, ran up to the officer and started crying.
"Officer, my husband and I are about to be disfigured by her! Look at my son!"
She pointed to Wei Yong, who was unconscious in the room.
"She's going to gouge out my son's eyes! God, I can't live like this anymore!"
The couple were embracing, their faces covered in nail marks, along with Wei Yong lying in the room.
The family of three is in dire straits.
The two officers looked at the family of three. Zhang's mother, who had been rolling around in the air, stood up and shouted:
"No way! Pay up! You have to pay up! If you don't, this isn't over!"
She pointed at Chu Ci, "And you, you have to pay me compensation too! My son is dead, and you, the culprit, have to support me in my old age!"
Chu Ci looked at her shameless behavior, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Grandma was worried that she would act impulsively, so she quickly stopped her and spoke to the two officers with a worried look on her face.
"Officer, this has nothing to do with us! We're just fortune tellers, and she's insisting that we treat her son's illness. If we don't, she'll stop us from doing business..."
As she spoke, she asked the officer to look at Zhang Wulai, whose body was covered in black sores.
When the two officers saw Zhang Wulai's appearance, they were so frightened that their hair stood on end.
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Author's Note: This is the final transition chapter; the next chapter will focus on the main storyline.
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