Seeing the tears welling up in the middle-aged woman's eyes, I thought for a moment and said to her in a serious tone, "Auntie, to be honest, I can find your daughter, but I can't tell whether she's dead or alive. If she's alive, that's great. But if she's dead, there's nothing I can do."
The middle-aged woman's face turned as pale as paper.
The look in her eyes, which had just been filled with eager anticipation, had now become dim.
Her lips trembled, and it took her a long time to utter a word, "You... you... are you saying that my daughter might be dead?"
I nodded and replied, "Yes, I have that idea. But I'm not sure. However, it has been so many days. If your daughter is fine, she would have returned home or school long ago! How could she be missing?"
The middle-aged woman stood there in a daze, her face gloomy and unable to speak.
Although my words were like a bucket of cold water poured on the middle-aged woman, I had no choice but to give her a reminder.
In case, I mean in case, her daughter is already dead, she will be more accepting of it.
The young monk Yuquan stood nearby, muttering, "Amitabha!..."
After a while, the middle-aged woman seemed to have returned to her body, and her eyes suddenly fixed on me.
She looked at me solemnly and asked me in a deep voice, "Who are you? Is my daughter definitely dead?"
I don't know whether she's dead or alive, but since she wants to know what happened, I'll tell her.
Then I persuaded the middle-aged woman to sit on the sofa, and at the same time, I told her my true identity and the ghost stories that happened at Fanghua Women's University.
After listening to my statement, the middle-aged woman seemed to be out of her mind again.
But this time, she didn't cry. Instead, she clenched her fists and said to me solemnly, "No matter what, Master Yang, I must find my daughter, Yingzi. Even if she is dead, I will find her body."
Stubbornness and strength emerged in the middle-aged woman's eyes.
Seeing this, I nodded.
After a while, I asked the middle-aged woman, "Auntie, where is your daughter's room? I want to go over and see if there are any clues. If there are no clues, I will use a compass to help you find it."
The middle-aged woman stood up directly from the sofa, and then she led Yuquan and me to the door of a closed room.
Slowly pushing open the door of the room, she said in a tearful voice: "Master Yang, this is my daughter Yingzi's boudoir."
"Um!"
Nodding, Yuquan and I walked into Ma Ying's room.
The walls of the room were pink, and it looked more like a young girl's room than a girl's room. The soft bed was next to a computer desk.
There are many pink notes on the wall above the computer desk. Some of them have English words written on them, and some have smiley faces drawn on them...
Beds, quilts, teacups, gloves, dolls... ...and other things all carry the pure girlish feelings.
I checked the room carefully, but I didn't find any useful clues.
Yuquan looked here and there, his face full of curiosity.
After he picked up a small notebook with an iron ring, he suddenly asked me, "Brother Yang, why can't the iron ring on this notebook be opened?"
I looked closely and found that the notebook was actually a code book.
The password controls the iron ring on the top of the notebook.
A book with a password
This book is a bit like a diary.
I turned my head to look at Song Siqin, who was standing at the door of the room with a bleak face, and asked, "Auntie, have you ever opened your daughter's diary? Do you know the password on it?"
Let me tell you here that the middle-aged woman is called Song Siqin and the middle-aged man is called Ma Datan.
Song Siqin came to me slowly.
She took the diary from my hand and fiddled with it for a while.
I didn't see her open her diary either.
After a while, she said in a deep voice: "I have seen this diary. Every weekend, Yingzi would write something in this diary when she came home from school. But I don't know what she wrote in it. She never let me see it."
"I remember one time, I walked into her room carrying some fruit, and I saw her writing something in her diary. But she quickly closed the diary."
After trying several times, Song Siqin still failed to open the combination lock on the diary.
"Brother Yang, what should we do? This diary might contain things we don't know. But it can't be opened now. This is a bit difficult!"
I curled my lips and said, "How can it be difficult? It's very easy!"
Then I looked at Song Siqin and said, "Aunt, if we want to know about your daughter, we have to open this diary. Now this diary has a combination lock, so I want to break it directly. Do you agree?"
The diary belongs to someone else's child, so I still need to ask Song Siqin's opinion.
Song Siqin moved her neck and nodded stiffly.
After getting permission, I took the diary from Song Siqin's hands, and in front of Yuquan and Song Siqin, I exerted force with my palm and directly broke off the combination lock on the diary.
Even the cover of the diary was broken by me.
This time, I opened the diary directly.
Look through the contents of the diary.
I found that this book was indeed a record of Ma Ying's daily life. The book was not thick, but the words inside were neatly written and marked with dates. The contents were mostly about things that happened from elementary school to middle school and then to college.
You don’t have to read the previous content.
I went straight to a recent diary entry.
That diary entry was written more than ten days ago. After reading that diary entry and the following ones, I was shocked.
The contents of the diary recorded some of Ma Ying's thoughts, indicating that she was in love. And in her words, she "fell in love with someone she shouldn't love"! But who was that person? The diary did not mention it, but only said that the person was very mature and stable, and brought her a lot of security.
Suddenly, I thought of what Lin Hongyu told me, that day when several girls were playing the game of summoning the "Ouija board" in the dormitory, Ma Ying asked the questions. Among them, Ma Ying asked the so-called "Ouija board" -- if she fell in love with someone she shouldn't love, would they have a result?
Doesn't her question coincide with what she wrote in her diary
But who is that person? Where does he live? I don't know.
But what is certain is that such a person does exist. The diary also states that Ma Ying had an intimate relationship with that person and even got pregnant with that person's child, but the child was later removed.
When I think about this, I feel a little scared!
Could it be that Ma Ying was not dead and was now with that man? Or, was there any connection between that mature and steady man and Ma Ying's disappearance
I slowly closed the diary.
Seeing that I looked unhappy, Yuquan asked me, "Brother Yang, is there anything useful written in the diary
Didn’t you discover something?”
Song Siqin also looked at me.
I thought about it and decided to keep this matter secret for the time being.
After all, I still don't know where that man is or who he is. I can't just make a rash judgment based on a few diaries. Besides, Song Siqin's condition is not very good. What if she can't figure it out after reading her daughter's diary? Wouldn't that be a loss
I shook my head, put the diary into my bag, and said in a deep voice, "Not yet!"
When she saw that I said no, a look of loss appeared in Song Siqin's eyes.
But after a while, she hurriedly said, "Master Yang, since we didn't find any valuable clues in my daughter's room, let's go find her quickly. You just promised me that you would help me find my daughter."
I nodded, then walked out of Ma Ying's boudoir with Yuquan and Song Siqin.
I walked out of the boudoir and stood in the living room. I said to Song Siqin, "Aunt, I am a Taoist priest who catches ghosts. I have already explained this to you. So if you want to find your daughter, you can only use the Taoist priest's methods now."
Song Siqin nodded.
"Now, I need you to provide me with your daughter's birth date and some of your blood. Your blood is equivalent to a signal, and your daughter's birth date can amplify this signal. With these two things, I can use the compass to find your daughter!"
I thought Song Siqin would not believe me. But before I finished speaking, she went straight to the coffee table, picked up a fruit knife and cut her palm.
Bright red blood flowed down her palm.
Seeing this, the corner of my mouth twitched, but I quickly took out an empty porcelain bottle from my bag and collected Song Siqin's blood. In a few minutes, I collected more than a dozen drops of blood.
Song Siqin seemed to be not afraid of the pain. She asked me, "Master Yang, do you need more blood? If not, I will give you more!"
As she spoke, her knife was about to cut her palm again.
I quickly stopped her and said, "No, no, no, that's not necessary! These are enough! ... ... Auntie, please tell me your daughter's birth date first."
"good!"
Afterwards, with Song Siqin's advice, I wrote Ma Ying's birth date on the yellow paper with a brush.
After doing all this, I dripped blood on the jade compass, slowly recited Ma Ying's name, and burned the yellow paper with Ma Ying's birth date into ashes.
As the blood and yellow paper turned to ashes, the needle of the jade compass, which had been stable, suddenly began to shake and spin in circles.
The pointer turned about nine circles and finally stopped.
The pointer specifies a direction.
I said in surprise, "It worked! I have found the direction where Ma Ying is."
Song Siqin came forward and said anxiously: "Then let's go find my daughter quickly. I know she will be fine, definitely not... ... I must find my daughter and protect her well."
Afterwards, Song Siqin put on her clothes and shoes and prepared to go out with us.
Before going out, Song Siqin suddenly thought of her husband Ma Dating in the bedroom.
Only at this moment did a little light appear in her eyes.
She asked me, "Master Yang, my husband has been immobilized by your 'immobilization talisman', will he be okay?"
I shook my head: "It's okay! That kind of immobilization talisman has a time limit."
I looked at my watch and said, "In about half an hour, the immobilization talisman will automatically become invalid."
Song Siqin, no longer worried, then left the apartment with us.
Following the guidance of the jade compass, the car drove towards the southeast of Huancui Jiayuan community.
(to be continued)
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