Chapter 37
The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment.
Wu Wei looked at Rong Jing's young and slightly immature face and wanted to look away, but the other person's dark eyes seemed to have some magic, as if they wanted to suck him in whole.
He had already wiped the sweat from his forehead, but now a thin layer of cold sweat appeared again. After a while, he finally suppressed his madly beating heart, forced a smile on his lips, and said, "I'm my eldest brother's younger brother and my niece's uncle. Isn't it normal for me to help find the child? Master Rong, do you think there's anything wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm young and not very good at talking, I was just asking." Rong Jing turned her gaze away from his face, paused for a second at the other's shoulder, and then slowly retracted it.
"Is that so?" Wu Wei laughed again and said, "Master Rong looks like a high school student. Did he graduate from college?"
"No school." Rong Jing gave the answer. At the same time, the elevator dinged to remind him that it had reached the floor he pressed. Rong Jing stepped out of the elevator first, looked back at Wu Mingliang and Wu Wei standing together, and pointed to the room at the end of the corridor. "Over there."
Wu Mingliang was now hoping that Rong Jing would help him figure out where his daughter was. Upon hearing this, he couldn't wait to stride over.
But Wu Wei paused, pursed his lips, and finally followed, smiling and asking, "Master Rong, why are you in the hospital today? Are you feeling unwell?"
Rong Jing: "No, there is a client who suffers from soul separation syndrome, and I am here to guide her soul today."
Soul separation syndrome? Soul-guiding?
Wu Wei narrowed his eyes, as if he had caught Rong Jing's handle. "Is there such a mysterious thing? Master Rong, forgive me for being blunt, but my brother just said that Master Cao we were looking for was probably a liar. Are you also trying to trick us?"
This was really rude and the tone was not very good. Wu Mingliang was so anxious that he pulled his brother's arm hard and scolded him: "Ah Wei, how can you talk like that?"
Then he apologized to Rong Jing: "Master Rong, my brother was deceived and is a little worried. I didn't mean to offend you intentionally."
"I think he did it on purpose." Cheng Puyu snorted coldly as he floated beside Rong Jing.
Rong Jing felt the same way.
But whether it was intentional has become irrelevant.
He smiled at Wu Mingliang. The boy's smile was clean and bright, like a round sun appearing in a dark sky, easily warming others. He said, "It doesn't matter. There are many people in our industry who don't believe in it."
As they were talking, they passed by two nurses.
The nurses were chatting.
"It's amazing! The patient in room 908 actually woke up!"
"Yeah, I heard the patient has been in a coma for a week. The man even took his wife to several famous hospitals in China, and the test reports they got were similar to ours. But today, some master came and performed a ritual, and the patient actually woke up."
"I heard that he's a famous master on the internet recently, his name seems to be Rong Jing—"
As soon as the words fell, the nurse who was speaking keenly noticed that there seemed to be a figure flashing past in the corner of her eye. She immediately stopped talking, raised her eyes and looked at the figure that attracted her, and immediately exclaimed in surprise: "Rong Jing?!"
Rong Jing smiled sweetly at her: "Hello, nurse."
The nurse was so dizzy from his smile that she nodded quickly: "Hello, hello."
There was no extra communication between the two. The nurse wanted to say something, but she heard a scream from a ward in the distance, and hurriedly ran towards that ward.
Rong Jing saw this, but did not stop and said to the two people beside him: "Let's go."
Wu Mingliang and Wu Wei did not miss the conversation between the two nurses. The former was extremely surprised when he heard about this "miracle" and believed that his daughter could be saved.
But the latter was worried.
Wu Wei looked at Rong Jing's thin back in shock and doubt, the horror in his heart was like waves, surging one after another.
If the so-called soul-calling was just Rong Jing's words, then he could barely believe that Rong Jing was just making up nonsense to cheat money, but these words came from the mouths of two unrelated nurses...
Doesn’t this greatly increase the authenticity of the matter?
This Rong Jing...could it be that it is really different from Cao Zhen?
Are there really people in the world who can tell the future by just telling fortunes or pinching their fingers?
The more Wu Wei thought about it, the more terrified he became, and his steps became slower and slower. A few seconds later, he suddenly picked up his phone and called out, "Hello."
The commotion attracted Rong Jing and Wu Mingliang. Wu Wei quickly pointed to his phone and answered it. A few seconds later, he covered the receiver and said to Rong Jing and Wu Mingliang with an apologetic look, "My boss called. Something urgent needs me back to the office. Brother, I'm so sorry."
Wu Mingliang originally felt that it was not a good idea for him to follow him around during this period of time.
Although Wu Wei always said that his leader was considerate, even the best leader would feel resentful if he put aside his work every day to help them find people.
Now that Wu Wei received the call, he didn't dare to say anything more and quickly urged the person to leave.
Wu Wei uttered two "ohs" and turned away.
His steps were not very fast at first, until he approached the elevator, his walking suddenly turned into a jog. He took three or two steps to the elevator and pressed the button twice. As a result, the screen next to him showed that the elevator had just descended to the fifth floor.
Wu Wei couldn't help but curse under his breath.
Wu Wei waited for a while with his heart tense, counting the time. It was only a dozen seconds, but to him it seemed like a full half an hour.
Finally, the elevator door opened and Wu Wei walked in.
There was no one in the elevator, and Wu Wei gave up trying to hold on. His body softened, and his back slumped against the cold elevator wall. His eyes were fixed on the constantly ticking numbers, his head a mess, as if a ball of cotton and linen had been tangled.
Regardless of whether Rong Jing really had that kind of extraordinary ability, he regretted it.
He did not believe in metaphysics, so he dared to take his elder brother and sister-in-law to Changhua Street to find a fortune teller to prove how much he cared about his niece's disappearance.
When he first heard Cao Zhen say they were coming from Kangshan, his heart skipped a beat and his breathing stopped for a few seconds. The next second, Cao Zhen said they were in the north. He breathed a sigh of relief, but then he secretly laughed at these so-called fortune tellers and masters, thinking they were all liars.
But he never expected that Cao Zhen was a liar, and Rong Jing seemed to have some real skills.
He swallowed and was about to exhale when the elevator beneath him suddenly made a creaking sound.
The violent shaking sent his entire body flying, catching him off guard and colliding with the opposite elevator wall. He grimaced in pain from the impact on his forehead. He scrambled to his feet, his expression changing slightly as he glanced at the screen stuck between numbers 3 and 4.
——Is there an elevator problem?
This thought popped up in his mind, and Wu Wei didn't dare to hesitate at all. He immediately rushed to the button and pressed the alarm bell.
However, no matter how hard he pressed the alarm, there was no sound.
The most terrifying thing was that when he took out his cell phone to call the police, he was shocked to find that there was no signal on the screen.
Unable to call the police and the alarm inside the elevator didn't work, he seemed to be trapped to death in such a narrow space.
Cold sweat broke out on Wu Wei's forehead again, and his heart was beating so fast that it almost burst out of his throat.
what to do?
He kept asking himself, what should I do?
…
After Rong Jing walked into Wang Shuiyan's ward, Cui Linshan immediately saw a middle-aged man standing at the door, looking a little embarrassed.
Seeing Cui Linshan looking at him, Wu Mingliang quickly nodded as a greeting.
Cui Linshan asked: "What's going on?"
Rong Jing: "I met an uncle downstairs who wanted me to help him find his daughter."
Cui Linshan understood.
He was just about to go up to Wu Mingliang and invite him to come in and sit down, and tell him about Rong Jing's glorious deeds, and tell Wu Mingliang that he had nothing to worry about since he had found Rong Jing, but he saw Rong Jing shaking her head at him.
The young man put on his bag, glanced at Wang Shuiyan, who still looked a little weak, and left a soul-fixing talisman: "Let your wife carry this talisman with her for a week, and then you can take it off."
"Yeah, okay."
"Then I'll leave first."
Rong Jing walked out of the room and followed Wu Mingliang to the man's wife's ward. Wu Mingliang kept talking about his daughter all the way. Even though the things he was talking about happened more than a decade ago, the man remembered them clearly. The moment he mentioned them, the fatigue on his face completely vanished, replaced by a tenderness.
He opened his mouth, not knowing how to say "Your daughter is dead".
In particular, Wu Mingliang's deceased daughter always follows Wu Wei.
When he'd just met Wu Wei in the elevator, the young girl had looked up at him. She looked only eleven or twelve, wearing the blood-stained clothing from her death. Her exposed arms and legs were bent in strange positions, her long hair was a mess, her forehead was covered in blood, and she looked completely dazed and confused.
Like he's not fully conscious.
But there was also a hint of resentment, and this resentment was connected to Wu Wei.
"My daughter has always been very sensible. Usually when my wife and I go to work, my daughter can handle everything in order at home alone."
"But that night... my wife and I were notified that we had to work overtime, and our finishing time was delayed until the early hours of the morning. When we got home after midnight, no one was home."
"From that day on, my daughter disappeared."
Rong Jing pursed her lips and asked him, "Didn't you call the police?"
"I did report it," Wu Mingliang exhaled, tears glistening in his eyes. "But our village is so backward, there aren't many surveillance cameras on the streets. The police searched all the nearby villages, but they didn't see her."
"A fellow villager said she saw my daughter walking alone on the path at night. She said she had run out of salt at home and was going to buy some."
Although their village is backward, it is very big.
There was usually a small shop near my home, but that day, by some incredible coincidence, the shop owner had gone to the county hospital for medical treatment, so the shop was closed. If his daughter wanted to buy salt, she had to walk a long way.
But unfortunately, the only surveillance camera on the road failed to capture anyone.
"The police said she might have taken a side road, but there were no surveillance cameras on the side road, and coincidentally it rained heavily, so they didn't find anything."
When talking about this, Wu Mingliang couldn't control his tears and finally fell.
Rong Jing handed him a tissue, wanting to comfort him but not knowing what to say, so she went to Wu Mingliang's wife's ward. The patient was not there, and when Wu Mingliang's wife saw Rong Jing, her eyes instantly turned red.
Rong Jing thought that if the other party had not had difficulty walking, he would probably kneel down in front of him like Wu Mingliang.
He sat on the small stool Wu Mingliang had dragged over, deliberately ignoring the hopeful gazes of the two parents. Instead, he asked softly, "Uncle Wu, what kind of person is your brother?"
"Ah Wei?"
Wu Mingliang felt a bit strange to hear Wu Wei mentioned in this situation. However, the person before him was a master, and every question he asked had a purpose. Wu Mingliang could only forcefully restrain himself, suppressing his inner anxiety and answering Rong Jing's questions seriously:
"My brother used to be a bit off-kilter, but then he seemed to suddenly figure things out and became more motivated. Now, he's settled down in Yancheng."
"It's not easy for Wei either," Aunt Wu added, leaning against the headboard. "When he first came to Yancheng, he worked on the construction site, living frugally and persevering for many years to get to where he is now."
If Rong Jing had never met Wu Wei, but heard what the two said, he would probably think that he was a hard-working person.
but……
He asked, “When did he figure it out?”
Wu Mingliang didn't think long before answering, "After my daughter went missing, he was supposed to come home early that night, but he got drunk with friends and didn't return home until the next day. He always thought that if he hadn't been drinking that day and had come back early, my daughter might not have been lost. He hasn't been the same since then."
When Cheng Puyu heard this, he couldn't help but hum loudly.
fart!
Rong Jing listened to Cheng Puyu's angry voice and unexpectedly asked, "And then he ran to Yancheng?"
Wu Mingliang nodded: "Yes, and then he came to Yancheng to work."
Cheng Puyu uttered another loud "Pah" and cursed angrily: "What a bullshit for coming to Yancheng to work! He is clearly absconding from the crime!"
Wu Mingliang and his wife couldn't hear Cheng Puyu's complaints, but seeing Rong Jing kept asking questions about his brother, and Rong Jing's expression at the moment was not very good, their hearts suddenly seemed to sense something and dropped heavily.
Aunt Wu's fingers unconsciously tightened around the quilt, and a pale smile appeared on her face. She tried to suppress her voice and asked, "Master, when can you tell my daughter's fortune? Master Cao said my daughter might be in Xingtan..."
"She is not in Xingtan." Rong Jing pursed her lips, tried to lower her voice, and then glanced at Cheng Puyu.
Cheng Puyu met his eyes, and as if he had guessed something, he pointed to his nose.
Rong Jing nodded.
Cheng Puyu took a breath.
Wu Mingliang and his wife kept their eyes on Rong Jing, naturally not missing any of his movements. His strange behavior of looking upwards and nodding inexplicably left them puzzled, but the next second, they understood the reason.
Behind Rong Jing, a shadow gradually appeared. First, the head appeared from the transparent air, followed by the upper half of the body, and then the long legs.
The entire scene slowly appeared in the sight of the two people like a holographic projection.
The sudden scene caused Wu Mingliang and Aunt Wu's pupils to shrink suddenly, and the latter's breathing became rapid due to shock.
"This, this..." Wu Mingliang pointed at Cheng Puyu, then looked at Rong Jing, his eyes full of surprise and doubt.
"Hello, uncle and auntie. My name is Cheng Puyu." Comrade Cheng bowed politely to the two of them, then spoke truthfully, "As you can see, I'm not human. I've been dead for several years and turned into a ghost."
Wu Mingliang and his wife didn't know what to say for a moment.
I don't understand why they have to make things so complicated when they just want to tell my daughter's fortune.
and……
Ever since Cheng Puyu appeared, the two elders had a stronger feeling of uneasiness in their hearts, just like the glass of water on his wife's bedside table, the surface of the water was shaking, as if it would overflow at any time.
Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, Rong Jing spoke: "I saw your daughter behind Wu Wei."
Bang!
The moment Rong Jing's voice fell, Wu Mingliang's legs went weak and he suddenly fell to the ground.
He was standing by the bed, and his sudden fall shook the entire bed. When his arm fell, the items on the bedside table fell to the ground with it.
Rong Jing was stunned for a moment and then showed an annoyed expression. He hurried forward and wanted to help the person up, but as soon as his hand touched Wu Mingliang's arm, Aunt Wu on the bed fainted completely.
Rong Jing didn't dare to hesitate for a moment and pressed the bell in panic.
More than ten minutes later, when Xie Changshi arrived at the hospital, he saw the young man sitting on a chair in the hallway with his head drooping. The man's brow furrowed slightly, his steps quickening as he quickly squatted in front of Rong Jing. He placed his warm palm against Rong Jing's face, gently lifting her head and meeting her with a pair of dejected, sad eyes.
Xie Changshi pursed his lips.
He rarely saw Rong Jing looking so listless.
"Are you okay?"
“Not very good.”
As Xie Changshi stood up, Rong Jing slammed her head into the man's arms and muttered softly, "I really don't know how to deal with this. I feel like telling them the truth seems cruel, but not telling them is deceiving them. I originally wanted to find a more euphemistic way to say it, but it's no use."
Wu Mingliang and Aunt Wu are both in hospital bed.
The two suffered such a great blow that they are now in a daze.
Aunt Wu hasn't woken up yet, but even if she hasn't woken up, she keeps mumbling "Xiaobao" in her coma.
Rong Jing knew that she was calling her daughter.
Listening to the boy's chattering, Xie Changshi didn't say much, but just let Rong Jing bury her face in his arms.
After a long while, when Xie Changshi felt the breath on him become steady, he spoke: "There are many tragedies in the world. Jing, don't let these things be placed on your shoulders."
"Grandpa Taixu actually said something like this, but I just feel a little uncomfortable."
"Because Ah Jing is a kind-hearted little zombie, that's why he feels uncomfortable." Xie Changshi gently stroked his soft short hair and whispered to comfort him.
Rong Jing didn't say anything else.
He liked Xie Changshi's scent very much, and always felt safe when buried in his arms.
So he took two more deep puffs.
Noticing Rong Jing's little movement, Xie Changshi asked him with a smile, "I'll grind your teeth when I get home tonight?"
Rong Jing was good at pushing things further: "Can I drink two more mouthfuls of your blood?"
"Since the little zombie is feeling a little down today, you can drink as much as you want."
Rong Jing curled his lips slightly.
He is not greedy, he will just drink two sips today.
…
When Chi Bai brought A Qiu to the hospital, Rong Jing had almost recovered.
Ah Qiu threw Wu Wei to the ground and asked Rong Jing, "Is this the guy?"
Rong Jing nodded.
"When we came over, this guy was so scared that he fainted in the elevator and lay there as if he was dead."
Chi Bai glanced at Wu Wei, then at Rong Jing. He had already heard the general course of events from Rong Jing, and had also seen the little girl following Wu Wei. So he asked Rong Jing, "Do you want to stay here? Or will you leave the follow-up work to us?"
Rong Jing thought about it and decided to stay. Then he pulled Xie Changshi's clothes and whispered to him, "Why don't you go back to the company first?"
Rong Jing's condition improved. Xie Changshi raised his eyebrows and was in the mood to tease: "Throw it away after use?"
Chi Bai and Aqiu turned their heads to look over at the same time.
There were a few big words written in his eyes: Such a scumbag?
Rong Jing: “…”
In order to show that she had nothing to do with the scumbag, Rong Jing immediately grabbed Xie Changshi's clothes and said, "Then don't leave. Wait for me."
Xie Changshi sat down.
After waiting for nearly forty minutes, the people outside the ward were finally told that Aunt Wu had regained consciousness.
Back in the ward, Wu Mingliang and Aunt Wu looked even worse, their faces pale and bloodless. Even so, facing the mirror, Wu Mingliang took the initiative to speak: "Excuse me, Master Rong, my wife and I..."
As soon as he mentioned what had just happened, he choked up and burst into tears. After suppressing his voice for a while, he struggled to finish, "Actually, we all thought about this. The child had been missing for so long, and the possibility of him being alive was slim. But... people always need a little hope to survive, even if it's just to deceive themselves."
Wu Mingliang woke up earlier than Aunt Wu. After waking up, he kept thinking about Rong Jing's words, "I saw your daughter behind Wu Wei." He tried hard to accept the news that the child had died, and then began to think about why his daughter followed Wu Wei.
——He did not doubt Rong Jing’s words. After all, Cheng Puyu had appeared.
He thought of Rong Jing's previous behavior of inquiring about Wu Wei's news, and more and more incredible thoughts emerged in his mind.
Now, he was eager to know whether his guess was correct.
Wu Mingliang's Adam's apple rolled. He closed his eyes, took a breath, and asked in a hoarse voice, "So, my daughter's death is related to my brother, right?"
Rong Jing stood beside Xie Changshi.
For colleagues like Chi Bai, Rong Jing's statement, "I saw your daughter behind Wu Wei," could indicate two things: that the daughter was dead, and that Wu Wei was most likely responsible. But for ordinary people like Wu Mingliang, even with Cheng Puyu in front of them, they could only think of one thing.
He looked at Xie Changshi, who placed his hand on his shoulder as if to give him strength, so he nodded: "But the details still need to be interrogated after Wu Wei."
Chi Bai winked at Aqiu, and Aqiu casually took out a water-attracting talisman. The talisman paper rose into the air, and water gushed out of it, hitting Wu Wei's face with a swish.
The freezing temperature woke up the unconscious person, but he seemed unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. As soon as he woke up, he trembled all over and screamed, "I didn't mean to do that! I didn't mean to kill her!"
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