He Dana was poisoned. The person who was hired to take care of him told me. I ran to the hospital and the doctor told me that his condition was very serious and I didn’t know if he could be saved.
I was confused, how could this happen? The doctor said it was scorpion venom.
I was puzzled. That bowl was filled with scorpion venom. It would be fine unless it stung the body. Moreover, the scorpion venom needed to be preserved at low temperatures, which was very troublesome. After decades or even tens of years, would the venom still be poisonous to humans
I immediately went to Ji Yihe, and he told me that I had to find Lao Ma.
I went to Lao Ma and saw him. He had a neutral expression on his face.
I told him about He Dana and he smiled strangely.
"He Dana finally has such a day. I knew that he would touch that position. I will tell you the truth. The thirteen bowls are outside, and they are all received by those who deserve them. I have achieved this goal. Each bowl has scorpion venom. These scorpions of mine are the most poisonous, and I have also cultivated them. There is a kind of corpse poison in the life poison, which is a different kind of poison. Scorpion venom is not easy to preserve, but it is integrated with the corpse poison. I have drilled a hole in a wooden bowl, and there is scorpion venom inside. When your hand touches that position, something like a scorpion needle will come out. It is very thin and invisible. It will only hurt a little, and the poison will enter. It can be done multiple times."
"He Dana and you..."
"It's possible that He Dana doesn't know much about this, but without him, there wouldn't be so many things going on."
"You are harming people."
"Yes, I just want to kill thirteen people."
Thirteen people, a bowl in my mother's grave, what's going on
Lao Ma refused to continue. This evil Lao Ma made my hair stand on end. A big scorpion crawled out again. I stood up and left.
When they returned and went to the hospital, they found that He Dana was not dead but alive. This was such a strange thing that even the hospital found it strange.
"This old Ma is really wicked. I don't know how I offended him, or maybe I shouldn't have bought that bowl in the first place."
"That bowl belongs to you. I went to Lao Ma and he told me that you deserved the bowl and that you had offended him."
"I haven't even met him, how could I have offended him?"
"I don't know about that. You have to ask Lao Ma."
"Well, I'm going to meet this old Ma in a couple of days."
He Dana seemed a little angry. Being plotted against was the most unhappy thing. He always said that being plotted against meant that his IQ was not high enough, so he should not blame this or that.
He Dana always believed that he would not be plotted against.
On the fourth day, I followed He Dana to Baishilazi. Lao Ma took us there by boat, and then we had dinner.
"He Dana, Master He, I finally saw a living person."
"Old Ma, Ma San, I also saw a living person, I am very happy, but I don't understand, that bowl..."
"I made thirteen bowls, one for each person I hate and who has offended me. Yours is just your attacking scorpion. I think this is the best bowl I made, and the scorpion is the most perfectly carved."
Lao Ma talked about the use of poison. He Dana took out the bowl. Lao Ma took the bowl and touched the bottom of the bowl with a needle. A tiny bead came out. It was liquid and could not be seen without careful observation.
"It's the same as a living scorpion. Maybe it's been too long and you're not dead. If you had encountered it within three years, you wouldn't be here today."
"I haven't offended you. We haven't even met."
"Sometimes, you don't even realize when you've offended someone. Thinking about Qiao'er, I hate you."
"Bai Qiao?"
I was stunned. Bai Qiao is my mother.
"I didn't do anything?"
"Back then, Bai Qiao loved me, but you did something that made Bai Qiao leave me and follow Ke Qingbang."
Ke Qingbang, my father, I was stunned, things seemed a bit messy here.
"What did I do?"
"I'm afraid you don't remember. That year I saw a child fall into the river, but I didn't save him. I'm really afraid of water. I almost drowned when I was a child, but I called out and shouted. You jumped in to save him. Then you told Qiao'er that I was cold-blooded and didn't save him. You said I was unreliable. You had a good relationship back then, so Qiao'er listened to you and followed the Ke Qing Gang. That's why I hate you. I explained to Qiao'er, but she didn't listen at all. If you hadn't been talking nonsense, would this have happened? Would Qiao'er have died so early?"
I was stunned. It turned out to be so complicated.
"You are indeed hopeless. The river is not deep."
"But I can't swim."
"The water in the river only reaches my chest."
"I don't know. If I knew, would I have saved him?"
"But the child died. If you saved him, would he die?"
"I told you, I'm afraid of water, and I didn't know the river was only that deep."
"That's your business."
"He Dana, you are lucky to be alive. Get out of here."
Lao Ma was very angry.
"I don't want to leave yet. I want to see your scorpion and that big bowl."
"sure."
Lao Ma took us into the scorpion room.
"Are these bones all human bones?"
"Yes, that's right, it's indeed right, hahaha..."
Lao Ma’s laugh was so miserable and creepy that I shivered and broke out in a cold sweat.
"These are the bones of my relatives, my son, my wife, my parents, and no one else's bones."
I almost fell to the ground. This Ma San is crazy.
"Back then, I was sad, so I left this city and went to another one. I could never forget Qiao'er, but I still got married and found a woman I didn't love. She gave birth to children for me, a lovely son and a daughter. I gradually got used to them and lived an ordinary life. Our family of six lived together, but I didn't expect that my son would be lost when he was three years old. I looked for him like crazy, and I found him. He had been abducted, but I did find the child, but he was dead. I couldn't bear to let him die, so I put him at home in a freezer I made myself. That year was the saddest year of my life, but two years later, I hadn't recovered from the sadness. My daughter was hit by a car and died, and she died too. My wife went crazy and ran around the streets all day, sometimes naked. Later, she was raped by two people. She wasn't always crazy. She committed suicide after she came to her senses. They are all in the freezer. My mother died of illness and was anxious. My father died in the hospital. The doctor gave him the wrong injection. The disease was not serious. I was the only one left, so I came here. I remember all those people, the one who kidnapped my son, the one who hit my daughter to death, the one who stabbed my father to death, and you. If I had married Qiao'er, would there have been so many things? There were thirteen people in total. I gave the bowl in Qiao'er's grave to Ke Qingbang. I thought that the grave would be moved one day, and he would have taken the bowl, but he didn't touch that position. He was lucky. The other six people have died, and there are seven left, but you two escaped. You are lucky. I know where the other five live. Sooner or later, the bones in the scorpion are them. They have raised corpse poison. I let them remember and let them take revenge themselves. Maybe they are too kind and let you two go."
I was sweating profusely. This old Ma is really crazy.
Let’s look at that wooden bowl.
"I picked up these bones in the mountains. I found that I like bones, hahahaha..."
When He Dana and I left here, He Dana was covered in sweat.
"I'm sorry, Lao Ma, I really didn't know you would..."
"Forget it. I've taken revenge. You're lucky. But I wonder why you didn't die? Most people would die. There's no way to save them. That poison can't help but kill people."
"Then I'll tell you the answer. I've been infected with corpse poison four times, but I didn't die, so..."
"So, it seems that you are really lucky, He Dana. Go away, and don't let me see you again. He Dana, I will remember your name and the names of those people even when I die."
We walked back, and He Dana's borrowed legs were not working well, and he almost fell several times.
"Godfather, this is too terrible, isn't it? Can a person be so unlucky?"
"There are reasons for bad luck. If a person keeps having bad luck, he should think about what's going on."
"What's the reason?"
"The place where you live, the ancestral graves, or other reasons. This is something in Yin science. Some people are unlucky all their lives and never have a smooth life. Some people are rich all their lives. There are reasons for that."
When I went back that day, Hanxue was cooking and my father asked me to go into his room.
"Let's bury him tomorrow. Everything is over. If your uncle Ma is fine, you can go over and give him some gifts. Although so many things happened back then, it was still quite pitiful after all."
"How did my mother die?"
My father hesitated for a moment and said.
"He died of illness."
He insisted on saying so, but I saw that my mother's bones were all white. If she died of illness and used medicine, the bones would be green, or black, but some parts of her bones didn't. I don't want to explain it clearly, and my father didn't want to tell me. There must be a reason.
Of course, I will never go to Ma San again, because I feel that Ma San is not mentally normal. He might be unhappy and throw me into the scorpion pond, and then I would be miserable.
I thought the matter would slowly calm down, but when I went to the morgue to transport the bodies that day, I saw a big scorpion, the one that Ma San had raised. I screamed and jumped to the side. If that scorpion stung someone, the person would have died. It would probably take less than five minutes, so there was no way to save them.
I was really scared. The scorpion was so fast and agile that I even suspected that I was seeing things.
I went into the morgue ten times that day, and each time it was like a kiss with death.
I was a little confused, so I asked Han Xue to go home and I would go to He Dana's place. After hearing this, he was also a little confused.
"What does this Ma San mean? The people he wants to avenge have the wooden bowl, so death may only be a matter of time. What's the meaning of him releasing the scorpion? Who is he trying to avenge?"
"I don't know. I really don't know."
"If it's placed in the crematorium, it's aimed at someone in the crematorium."
"Or maybe he ran away."
"That's possible, but I don't think it's likely. Ma San's scorpion seems to be fed with some kind of medicine. It can't live without that medicine. I smelled the medicine on Ma San's body, it's a very strange smell. This is one of his ways to control the scorpion, otherwise he would have died long ago."
"What should we do then?"
"It doesn't look like he's targeting you. He's already let it go. Ma San has a strong desire for revenge, but he won't pursue things that happened in the past. Think about it, he has such a good relationship with Ji Yihe, and Ji Yihe is a straightforward person. If someone plays a sinister trick, Ji Yihe won't be friends with him. You'd better ask Ji Yihe about this matter. Maybe he knows something."
I'm looking for Master Ji Yihe.
Lao Ji was carving an urn in the shape of a villa, very beautiful.
I told the story.
"It's unlikely. After Lao Ma released the thirteen wooden bowls, he waited, saying that it depended on the fate of these thirteen people. If they survived, they would be lucky. I stopped chasing them and collected the wooden bowls. Everything was over. He was very tired in his life. It's possible that the scorpion escaped."
I said that the smell of medicine that He Dana mentioned is very unlikely to escape, it can only be released by Lao Ma on purpose.
"Let's see about this first."
When I went to work, I was stunned. That day, I looked outside and saw Ma San among the family members of the deceased. Although he was wearing a hat, I still recognized him. What was this old Ma doing here? If it was a friend's funeral, it was unlikely because he had been in the mountains for decades and had no friends. If it was an old friend, he should not be standing there. He didn't say anything and seemed to be looking at something.
I let Han Xueshao burn, and I came out and ran towards Ma San. He saw me and turned around and left. I didn't chase him because I still had work to do. He avoided me, and it seemed that he didn't want to see me again. (To be continued)