Chapter 21 Chapter 21 (Two in One) Only God can...
That afternoon, Ao Xinyi and Bai Shuting stayed in the office until late at night.
There is a lot of information, including images and text.
The surveillance footage, which comes from neighbors, school teachers and classmates, has been compiled into the data.
The records included who Li Qingqing had known in the past, where she had been, what she had done, and even many of her essays and test papers.
Ao Xinyi cried after watching it, then watched it again after calming down. He refused to eat a single bite of food. In just one night, he looked so haggard that he seemed to have aged five or six years, and there was no light in his eyes.
The information did not mention that she had any experience in metaphysics. Ao Xinyi had heard that some people would have metaphysical abilities after experiencing major changes.
Although she didn't understand, she felt that the ability to predict the future could protect Qingqing, which was a good thing.
The piercing ring of the telephone cut through the long night.
Ao Xinyi quickly picked up the phone and listened to the report from the other end: "Madam, when we went there, one of Li Yao's hands had been broken."
"What happened?" Ao Xinyi looked at her husband. Bai Shuting shook his head, indicating that he didn't do it.
"…He stole something from a local thug and was stopped in an alley by his men, who beat him up and disabled his thieving hand."
Ao Xinyi frowned: "...Then you didn't fight?"
"Yes, we broke his other arm."
*
The outside world was in turmoil. Bai Qingqing finished her training and opened her eyes to see bright lightning before her eyes, followed by thunder.
She got up, moved the flowers on the windowsill into the house, and closed the window.
Judging from the astronomical phenomena tonight, there will be no progress on Ao Teng's side.
There were dozens of unread messages on the phone, all from Ao Teng, one every once in a while, broadcasting their movements in real time. Bai Qingqing muted his call and glanced through it briefly, pausing at the end.
The last message was sent more than ten minutes ago, and Bai Qingqing called back directly.
Bai Qingqing: "You want to get rid of the studio?"
She asked too directly, and Ao Teng was stunned for a moment on the other end of the phone: "Yes, the company was dissolved, and I didn't have the heart to write scripts anymore, so I just wanted to get rid of the studio as well."
"After this matter is resolved, I want to take a break for a while and take my wife and children abroad to relax. We can talk about the future later."
"I've already booked the plane tickets. I'll leave after attending your dinner the night after tomorrow."
"So urgent?" Bai Qingqing frowned.
Ao Teng smiled gently on the other end of the phone, thinking that his niece had developed feelings for him over the past two days and couldn't bear to leave him.
"Well, I don't want to drag it out any longer. A lot has happened this year, and now I feel like it's time to end it."
"Master Zan Fang will arrive tomorrow and will work with Master Bu to resolve this matter for me. We will forget about it. I have an appointment with the people from the company to meet during the day after tomorrow, and then we will deal with the studio and move the things inside. Don't worry, my uncle will call you often."
Bai Qingqing: “…”
Ao Teng's tone of voice suddenly became that of an elder.
Feeling that the other party had misunderstood her meaning, Bai Qingqing was silent for a moment, but she did not intend to waste words to explain. She just looked at the shadows of the trees swaying in the rain outside the window and nodded in response: "Okay, tell me in advance if there is anything."
"Thank you, Master Qingqing!"
Ao Teng's relaxed tone returned, and he whispered, "I saw Master Bu show off his skills this afternoon. He was amazing! I feel much more at ease with him. Hehe, I think Master Zan is not bad either."
Bai Qingqing: "That's good."
She had never met Zan Fang and didn't know how strong he was.
But to deal with such a strong evil spirit, with her current strength, if she really needs to take action, it would be best if someone takes the lead.
…
The next morning, Ao Xinyi brought Dr. He to see her.
He first checked the burn on her leg and changed the bandage, then pushed her wheelchair to the garden for breakfast. After breakfast, Ao Xinyi pushed her wheelchair back to her room and asked someone to deliver batches of jewelry, clothes and bags to her room.
At lunch, Bai Shuting, who was usually not at home, rushed back. The couple picked up some food for her, carefully observed her expression, and asked her if she liked it.
Bai Qingqing was not used to the grand and solemn scene, and felt that something had happened that she did not know about.
But after thinking about it, she couldn't remember any missed plot, and in the end she could only conclude that Ao Xinyi was afraid that she would run away, so he found various excuses to keep an eye on her.
Bai Qingqing was stared at the entire day.
Ao Xinyi also hinted that Ao Teng had called and things were going smoothly, so she didn't need to worry.
She spent a whole day choosing the clothes to wear for the dinner, matching her look, looking at the menu, and tasting several snacks in advance. Finally, under Ao Xinyi's motherly gaze, she went to bed early in her pajamas.
Ao Xinyi didn't know that after she gently closed the door for Bai Qingqing, Bai Qingqing was bombarded with news.
[Master Qingqing, save me! ! ! ]
[I have been to both Gao Jing and Liu Sisi’s graves! They are both wrong!!!]
[Master Bu is re-reading the divination! Senior Brother Zan is here too!]
[But the first light of day is the day I die! ! ]
Ao Teng was extremely panicked. He thought that his problem would be solved today, but who knew that Master Bu and Senior Brother Zan would be in front of the grave, shaking the hexagrams and setting up the formations. After several hours of tossing and turning, nothing he said was right? !
Now Bu Zan and the other were researching ways to directly catch the Feng Shui master. Ao Teng quietly turned his back and frantically sent messages to Bai Qingqing.
Bai Qingqing: [You won’t die at dawn. You will die at 5pm tomorrow.]
Ao Teng breathed a sigh of relief, and the helpless smile on his face towards the chat box was uglier than crying.
He was thinking about the day he heard Qingqing's voice, and finally revealed his purpose, cautiously probing: [Qingqing, do you think that person is still alive?]
Ao Teng asked, and just then, Master Bu beside him slapped his palm and said, "You've been cheated! Hurry, return to the city immediately."
Bu Yi: "For a Feng Shui master to perform a ritual, there must be a medium. That thing is not far from you. I thought it was a ghost haunting you before, but I only looked at your house and the tombs of those two people. Now it seems that the medium should be next to you. Mr. Ao, is there any other place you often go or stay for a long time?"
Ao Tengfu was inspired and said to the driver, "Studio, I have a studio in Jinliwan. I haven't been there for the past two months. I was writing scripts before and stayed there almost every day."
The black car rushed into the city and drove quickly towards Jinliwan.
The sky suddenly brightened.
Bai Qingqing said hello to the staff at home and took a walk in the garden in her wheelchair.
The golden crow was hanging high in the sky. She looked up, squinted at the sun, drove out of the garden, steered the electric wheelchair onto the driveway of the community, and drove slowly towards the gate of the community.
At the north gate of the community, a taxi was parked at the door.
The driver saw that the person was in a wheelchair and had difficulty moving, so he was about to get out of the car to help. Unexpectedly, he saw the little girl stand up from the wheelchair, fold it up in a few seconds, put it in the trunk, open the door and get in the car by herself. She said naturally, "Master, go to Jinliwan. When you get there, wait for me at the door. I'm hiring a car today."
Golden Liwan.
Bu Yi and his group had already arrived and were standing in front of the two-story building, looking up.
Zan Fang saw the southwest corner at a glance, pointed at the window and asked Ao Teng: "Is that your study?"
The compass needle in his hand was shaking and making some clanging sounds. Ao Teng couldn't move his eyes away from the compass and took a few steps back. "Yes... Master Zan, is there a ghost in there?"
"Whether it's a human or a ghost, we'll know once we go up and take a look." Master Bu smiled, his face calm and not panicked at all.
Ao Teng had been running around for two days and was a little unconvinced. He quietly covered the pocket where the talisman was placed with one hand and saw that Zan Fang did not go upstairs, but instead walked around the courtyard of his two-story building with a compass.
He wrapped the thread between the fingers of his right hand and changed his hand shape, as if he was casting a spell on a compass.
He walked in a strange way, muttering something, and when the compass reacted frantically, he waved his hand casually, and several beams of light flew out, exploding when they approached the ground, stirring up dust.
"Five Ghosts Transfer Array?"
Zan Fang frowned, looked at the formation, then looked towards the study on the second floor, walked quickly to the southwest corner, dug out a wooden man, threw it in front of Ao Teng, and said in a serious tone: "Four ghosts form a formation, Mr. Ao, you are the fifth one."
"W-What do you mean?!"
Ao Teng was startled by what was thrown at his feet. He stepped back suddenly and saw the wooden man with complete hands and feet on the ground. He got goose bumps all over his body.
I don’t know if it was because of the explosion from Zan Fang just now, but there was a charred area on the little man’s chest, which made him feel stuffy in his chest.
Zan Fang frowned, his tone remained straight: "This formation is taking away your life. You are a living person now, so this wooden man will take your place. When you die, your soul will leave your body and it will be you who will enter the formation."
Master Bu listened to Zan Fang's words, observed the sun's movement, and quickly calculated on his hands: "The formation is not difficult, but changing the formation requires some ability, which is not something an ordinary Feng Shui master can do."
As he spoke, his eagle eyes fixed: "Zan Fang, we are ready to welcome the guests."
Ao Teng was stunned as he listened. He felt that he understood every word, but it seemed like a language from another world and it did not feel real to him.
What formation change?
Why welcome guests?
Ao Teng's eyes widened, and he was so scared that he couldn't stay in the courtyard any longer. Anyway, he understood one thing:
The little wooden man on the ground is him. He is the little wooden man. When he dies today, he will become a ghost in some five ghosts formation!
As soon as Bu Yi finished speaking, Zan Fang and he looked towards the wall of the courtyard, but wherever their eyes went, it was empty, with no wind or waves.
There was clearly nothing in front of him, but a huge panic filled his chest.
Ao Teng felt a tingling sensation in his heart and some pain. There were sudden tiny noises in his ears, as if someone was chanting a spell into his ears.
He didn't care about being polite, and took out his cell phone in front of Master Bu Zan and the other two to send a message to Bai Qingqing.
[Qingqing, I feel like I’m going to die.]
[Prostrated myself and cried.jpg]
[Come and save your uncle!]
In broad daylight, a figure appeared out of nowhere. Before Ao Teng could see clearly, he saw Zan running forward. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and there was a burst of sound in front of the man.
The sky was bright just now, but now it suddenly became overcast and the wind started to blow.
The ventilation windows of the small white building banged a few times and then closed tightly in an instant, as if the wind rushed through the gaps and caused a sharp whistle. Ao Teng felt a burning sensation in his chest, and he looked closely and saw the message that Bai Qingqing had replied to him before:
[The only person on the list who survived and got into trouble is Su Zixuan]
Ao Teng opened the pocket hanging in front of his chest in a daze. He burned four of the five amulets made of sticky notes, and the rest turned into powder, leaving only a few scraps of paper. The yellow talisman given by Master Bu also felt a little warm to the touch.
"The medium is in the study, you stay downstairs and be careful!"
Seeing Ao Teng holding the yellow talisman in his hand, Bu Yi calmed down, said something and ran quickly to the small white building. The tightly closed door automatically opened when he approached, and soon he saw a figure rushing past the window of the corridor on the second floor.
Ao Teng’s heart was pounding.
I have seen so many religious ceremonies in a year, but none of them were as thrilling as this moment.
He remembered Bai Qingqing's words - when they are fighting, you should be smarter.
In the blink of an eye, the small courtyard that could be seen at a glance was empty. Zan Fang ran after the Feng Shui master, and Master Bu also went upstairs. Only Ao Teng was left in the small courtyard, staring at the little wooden man without facial features on the ground.
He didn't dare run.
He was afraid that if he got too far away from the two masters, the dirty creature would catch up with him directly.
It would be even more terrible if no one rescued me.
Ao Teng's hands and feet became weak, and he slowly retreated to the side, away from the little wooden man. He shrank into a corner of the yard and squatted alone, muttering to himself: It's okay, it's okay, I won't die before five o'clock!
It’s okay, there are still two talismans!
“Bang!”
A huge figure fell to the ground from the study window on the second floor, and his arms and legs were broken with a bang. Ao Teng was almost frightened to death. His eyes were dizzy and his chest felt hot.
His mind suddenly became clear, dispelling his drowsiness, and he realized that the person who fell from the stairs was the mannequin he used for writing.
There was only one yellow talisman left in his hand, and all the amulets given by Bai Qingqing had been used up.
This time, Ao Teng's eyes were really blurry and his heart was pounding. He was really scared by himself. In the intense tension, he vaguely saw a familiar figure jumping in from outside the courtyard wall, taking advantage of the height of the tree, and quickly rushed to the second floor.
Study on the second floor.
The thick evil seemed to be overflowing, locking up an enclosed space. A faint line of evil extended outward, connecting to Ao Teng in the courtyard, and merging with the black fog that was about to descend above his head.
Bai Qingqing squinted her eyes due to the evil spirit and saw the study door being violently broken open. Bu Yi rushed to the front hall of the study and without even looking around, he threw out a magic weapon and passed it through the ghost's body.
The woman's scream was so sharp that it almost pierced her eardrums.
It is a living soul.
If you keep fighting, she'll fall apart.
Bai Qingqing rubbed her ears and squatted down by the window. She saw that the entire study was in a mess, as if a fight had already taken place there.
The people in the front hall were approaching. Bu Yi put away his magic weapon, stepped into the study cautiously, and said sternly at the door: "Stop now, I can still spare your life and send you to the afterlife."
In the study room, which should have been used for office work, there is a computer desk, two large screens and floor-to-ceiling bookshelves on one side, and several mannequins on the other side. There is not a single book on the cabinet, which is instead made to look like a niche.
There were all kinds of knives, iron pipes, tapes, handcuffs, chains, and even women's wigs, manicures, and stockings.
The curtains were tightly closed, with only the wind blowing through the cracks, causing the light and shadows that came in to flicker.
There were sundries scattered all over the floor. Bai Qingqing frowned at the iron chain, squatted behind the desk, reached out, and quickly picked up a doll that a girl was playing with on the floor.
The living soul was attached to a life-size mannequin, and most of the evil spirit was dispersed. As Bu Yi slowly walked inside, it stood still, as if it was holding back and waiting for an opportunity.
Bu Yi said that he would leave her a way out, but he quietly raised the ruler in his hand, ready to strike.
Bai Qingqing formed a seal with her right hand, drawing a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to her fingertips, and quickly drew it in the air. Finally, she hooked her finger at the mannequin and whispered a word: "Seal."
A dark shadow flipped out from behind the curtain, went down the stairs, jumped onto a tree, and climbed out of the yard along the same path he came from.
"Master is leaving for Antai Sanatorium."
*
On the road to Antai Sanatorium.
It was very quiet inside the car. The driver looked at the rearview mirror from time to time, looking at the girl who had hired her car today. She sat very upright, not moving, with a slight smile on her face, and looked very polite.
After a run, I came back with a doll in my hand and placed it on the seat next to me. I also fastened the doll's seat belt.
The driver always felt a chill on his back and felt uneasy.
Fortunately, the journey was not far, so he stepped on the accelerator and drove very fast.
In the back seat, Bai Qingqing sat sideways, glancing at the evil-looking doll, and pointed a finger at her forehead: "Su Zixuan, be quiet. If you keep making trouble, I'll send you back to that uncle."
The black mist-like murderous aura stagnated for a moment, and soon surged up again: "Why save him! Ao Teng is a murderer! I kill him to pay for his life, it is only natural!"
"He murdered you?"
"He killed him. He not only killed me, but also killed many other people!" The ghost howled miserably. Su Zixuan was trapped in the doll and couldn't move.
She had been hiding on the mannequin, waiting to deal a fatal blow to the Taoist priest, but she was sucked onto the doll and couldn't get out.
Su Zixuan's eyes were filled with tears: "How can you help him? You are an accomplice to murder!"
The taxi stalled on the spot.
The driver was so scared that he immediately turned on the hazard lights and subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror to check on the passenger. However, he saw that the little girl was still smiling and sitting motionless in her seat, which was extremely creepy.
"I told you, be honest." Bai Qingqing's eyes turned cold, and she flicked her fingers to disperse the evil spirit.
The taxi restarted as if the previous pause was just a brief accident. The car returned to the road and in a few minutes, it quickly drove to the entrance of the sanatorium.
The driver turned around, looking embarrassed: "Excuse me, ma'am, you didn't tell me you wanted a car during the day, and I just remembered that I have something to do in the evening, so I can't wait for you any longer. How about I call you another car?"
He was a little afraid to meet the girl's gaze in the back seat, for fear of seeing her creepy smile again.
He thought that if she refused, he would use the excuse that the engine had just stalled and that he needed to take the car in for repairs.
Fortunately, the little girl moved, didn't say anything, nodded, unbuckled her seat belt, grabbed the doll and stood up: "Okay, no need to call a car, let's stop here today."
Bai Qingqing got out of the car, took out the wheelchair from the trunk, and left it in the lobby of the nursing home. She asked the front desk about Su Zixuan's ward and took the elevator to the fourth floor.
Su Zixuan was staying in a single room, and her family members were not there, so no one was there at the moment.
She placed the doll on Su Zixuan's bedside and released one of her restrictions: "Think carefully about what happened at that time before you speak."
The girl lying on the hospital bed was pale and very pretty. There was not much flesh on her face, which made her features look more three-dimensional.
Her hair is long but smooth, and her nails are clean and round. It can be seen that her family has taken good care of her.
When Su Zixuan saw him, she cried even more miserably. The thick evil spirit blurred her face and almost completely devoured it: "What is there to think about! There was a problem with the wire, and it was Ao Teng who did it on purpose. Not only did he tamper with my equipment, he also caused a car accident. He planned it carefully and rehearsed it many times. He..."
Bai Qingqing interrupted her: "Think carefully, where did you see all this?"
"He is..."
Su Zixuan regained consciousness for a moment and recalled what had happened before.
She had just signed with the company and starred in her debut drama which became an instant hit. When she was attracting a lot of attention, she was hanging on wires on the set and fell from a high altitude.
Ao Teng and Gao Jing came to see her. They hypocritically comforted their parents and paid her medical expenses. Then Ao Teng returned to the studio and killed the second and third people in his study.
"…He was in his study, killing the second person, one after another, killing many people!"
Ghost cries echoed in the ward. The sky outside the window darkened. Su Zixuan was covered in black energy. She broke through the restrictions and rushed out of the doll. Her body grew larger and approached Bai Qingqing. Black tears flowed from her eyes. She gritted her teeth and spoke every word:
"Ao Teng killed someone, I want him to pay with his life!"
Bai Qingqing had no choice but to let go of the hand that was hanging by her side.
She is a living soul, not a ghost. Forcibly exorcising the evil spirit may damage her soul. It would be best to exorcise the evil spirit when she regains consciousness, but now...
The figure surrounded by evil opened its mouth in her face, and the body that was almost as tall as her quickly swelled and swept towards her.
Bai Qingqing stepped onto the small stool that accompanied the bed, stretched out her thin wrist, reached into the black mist, grabbed the black shadow's hair and clenched it tightly in her palm, stared straight at the pair of pupils without whites, and whispered to her with spiritual energy on the tip of her tongue:
"Su Zixuan!"
The sky was so gloomy that there was not a single ray of light, making it hard to tell whether it was day or night.
A thick black evil aura emanated from the window of the ward on the fifth floor. Black fog drifted away and merged with the gloomy sky for ten minutes before the sky brightened again and sunlight entered the ward.
Bai Qingqing released the hand that was holding Su Zixuan's hair and watched as her appearance gradually recovered before her eyes, becoming exactly the same as the person on the hospital bed.
Two lines of tears flowed down her face, and Su Zixuan looked at Bai Qingqing in a daze, as if she didn't know why she was here, and didn't know why she was crying.
But her intuition made her blurt out: "There's no going back."
She had a sense of trust in the indifferent stranger in front of her and was attached to her from the bottom of her heart.
Su Zixuan stared at Bai Qingqing's face, unwilling to look away. With tears in her eyes, she smiled and stretched out her palms, holding a point of vibrant golden light in both hands and bringing it to her eyes.
Bai Qingqing: "...If you can go back, go back."
Bai Qingqing received the golden light, cut a lock of Su Zixuan's long hair from the bed, tied a knot, put it in her palm, pressed the call bell at the bedside, and turned to leave.
*
Bai Qingqing's phone was ringing like crazy.
She said she was taking a walk in the yard in the morning, driving her small wheelchair, but she never came home. Now it is already afternoon and the dinner is about to start in a few hours.
The phone was not answered and the person was not found at all.
Bai Qingqing received her wheelchair from the front desk, pushed it open, sat on it, and drove out of the nursing home while checking her missed calls.
Although the sanatorium was in the city, it was not easy to get a taxi, and it was also some distance away from busy roads. Bai Qingqing was too lazy to walk, so she controlled the electric wheelchair and thought about calling Ao Xinyi back.
While looking up a phone number, a car slowly stopped in front of me, revealing a slightly panicked and frightened face.
"Qingqing..."
"Oh, uncle, what a coincidence, you're here to see Su Zixuan too?" Bai Qingqing smiled at him, as if she was not surprised to see him here. She said naturally, "It's just right. My wheelchair is running out of battery. Please give me a ride."
Although Bai Qingqing's skin color is a little dark, she has been eating and sleeping well at the Bai family these days, taking various supplements, and her lips are red.
Now his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he was leaning on the back of a wheelchair, looking somewhat weak.
He quickly opened the door and got out of the car. The middle-aged man in his forties had red eyes and rushed to Bai Qingqing: "Master Qingqing, thank you for saving my life!"
Bai Qingqing smiled, stood up from the wheelchair, let him help her put away the wheelchair, sat in the air-conditioned car, and waited for him to finish his work and get in.
"Then when we meet my mother later, you can take some more scolding for me."
Bai Qingqing displayed several pages of missed calls and various messages of condolences.
Ao Teng's heart was solemn, and he nodded resolutely, "Qingqing, don't worry, I'll take care of this! Xiao Ma, drive! Go to Bai's house!"
The car started, Ao Teng watched his nose and his heart, preparing for the coming storm. Bai Qingqing leaned back in the seat with her eyes closed to rest, and suddenly she opened her eyes and saw a golden light flying out from Ao Teng's chest and flying towards her.
Bai Qingqing stretched out her hand to receive it. When the golden light touched her palm, countless images overlapped and passed before her eyes.
She smiled, a smile that rarely showed some sincerity, and clasped her palms.
Looking at the past and the future with a little golden light is something only gods can do.
She interrupted her believer who was mumbling something and smiled at Ao Teng, "Uncle, be firm in your faith and don't waver. I will ensure that you will be safe and smooth in the future."
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