I followed He Dana and when we got there, he asked me to wait outside. After a while, an old Taoist priest came out. It was Taoist Ma. After we introduced ourselves, we went to He Dana's home.
He Dana told the story, Taoist Ma said.
"This evil spirit has been here for so long, I'm afraid it's hard to control it. Anyway, let's give it a try, maybe it can work. I'm going to set up a temple in your backyard, and you can lure the evil spirit over here."
"How?"
"What the evil spirit needs is the blood of animals. Black-haired animals, any kind will do."
I glanced at He Dana.
"Why are you looking at me? Go find it."
I glared at He Dana and left, black cat, black dog...
I have always been against killing animals, but at this point, I had no choice but to go to the market, where I found a cat, a big black cat. I still hesitated, because I didn't know what would happen to the cat if I bought it. However, the evil spirits harmed people, so this was the only way.
I bought the cat back, Taoist Ma looked at the big cat and said.
"It must be at least 25 pounds. It's really hard to find a cat this big. The blood of a cat this big is the most effective."
Taoist Ma had already set up the Taoist temple, and several disciples came and stood in different positions. He Dana and I stood aside and watched. The black cat's blood was in a large black bowl, which looked a bit scary.
Taoist Ma sat cross-legged on the mat, closed his eyes, and chanted something, sometimes like drizzle, sometimes like falling beans, sometimes fast like wind, sometimes slow like moon...
It was my first time seeing a temple being built, and I felt a little nervous.
As it got a little dark, wind started to blow in the yard. It was a gloomy wind, different from other winds. I could feel it. I took a few steps back, and He Dana was still standing aside watching.
The wind suddenly stopped, and Taoist Ma shouted loudly, jumped up, and swung his horse. Something fell from the sky, and then his Taoist robe fluttered up and covered the thing. I didn't see anything, but the robe was inflated.
Taoist Ma rolled up his Taoist robe and held it while speaking.
"We're back now, there should be nothing wrong. If there is anything else, I won't be able to handle it."
He Dana took the incense money and they left.
That day, He Dana told me that such things should not happen again in the future. We can’t afford to play this game, we really can’t afford it. We might lose our lives one day. Human life is as worthless as grass.
That day, I went back to Mu Qing and prepared the meal.
In fact, I have never understood why Mu Qing, a university lecturer, is so poor. Considering her family conditions and my own conditions, it would not be a problem for her to find any kind of man. But she just happened to be attracted to me, a refiner.
That day Mu Qing mentioned Xiaoying from Bone Village. She said that she had to be saved and could not be allowed to stay in Bone Village for the rest of her life.
What Xiaoying has to do every day is to move her parents' remains from one room to another, and from that room to this room again, over and over again, every day.
I think there is something wrong with Xiaoying's mental state, that's for sure.
She has lived in Bone Village for so many years, she has become accustomed to the life there, can she come back? I don't know, I can't talk about it at all, I told Mu Qing, we will talk about it later.
After this incident, the director let me rest for half a month. I stayed with He Dana almost every day. He told me not to go to Bone Village again and to let go of everything.
In fact, I just couldn't let it go. I went to the rich family's compound, and when I entered, I saw the rich family's boss sitting in the yard smoking a hookah, so I sat down.
"I'm here to see Xiaozhe."
"He went out with Yunbai to play in the park. Don't worry, he is the young master here, I am the master, and Yunbai is the mistress."
Although the rich family's boss has fallen on hard times, he still acts like a young master.
That day, when I left the rich family compound, I really wanted to strangle this guy to death, but I didn't do it. Is there any point in doing so? No.
I went to sit by the river and looked at the water. In fact, life is like the river. No matter what you do, you cannot stop it. It keeps flowing until your life is exhausted.
Mu Qing suggested going to the Bone Village again. If she just wanted to know the cause of death, I couldn’t tell. She seemed to be looking for something. She kept taking pictures, and then looked at the pictures carefully, as if she wanted to find something in the pictures.
I don’t know what Mu Qing’s purpose is, and I can’t go there again.
In the crematorium's cremation room, I was sitting on a chair and chatting with my partner. He said that the woman who died the day before yesterday actually screamed during the cremation process. He suspected that she was not dead, but when he carried her into the furnace, she was indeed dead.
There are many strange things like this and they always happen, which is not surprising.
"In fact, in the crematorium, the refining room is the most evil place. Anything can happen. Sometimes we just pretend not to see it because we can't explain it. It's Yin science, a science that is not recognized."
"I think so too. Master He Dana is a researcher on this. He is a very capable person, but he is a little crazy."
I don't want to mention Dana Ho, as it seems that Dana Ho occupies too large a proportion in my life.
That day, my partner and I went to Xilailou to drink, and Dong Jun came out with his young son, Dong Xiaoqiang, who was a few years old and a very smart child.
That day Dong Jun showed me a painting in his studio. His studio had no windows and the lights were always dim. There were more than ten easels, and most of the paintings on display that day were unfinished works.
There was a painting on an easel, covered with cloth, black cloth. It seemed that he liked using this kind of black cloth. One wall was covered with black cloth.
Dong Jun lifted the black cloth covering me, and I was shocked. Everything was in black and white, a pitch-black coffin, and white bones were scattered around the coffin.
"What do you mean by this?"
"I think you can understand, so I'll give it to you."
Actually, to be honest, I don’t like this kind of painting. It looks evil and weird, and makes people think too much.
There are so many rumors about Dong Jun in the painting world. If someone likes his paintings, he will not sell them no matter how much money is offered. But if someone doesn't like his paintings, he will give them away for free. He is a very strange person. Dong Jun never contacts any painter and always keeps to himself.
"I want to hold an art exhibition right here. Can you help me?"
"Of course."
"I'm going to close the shop for seven days. During these seven days, I'm going to set up the art exhibition. The lighting isn't very good right now, so I'll change it all. Then, every room..."
Dong Jun talked to me for a long time, but in fact, I was of no use at all and could even be said to be of no help at all.
"I need some bones."
Dong Jun finally told the truth. I was stunned. What do you want bones for
He said that only a dozen or so human bones would be enough.
I didn't ask him what he was doing. There was no problem in getting a dozen bones. Everyone knew what happened in the refining room.
Three days later, when I went there again, the hotel was closed for renovation. I went in through the back door and saw workers fixing the lights. There were also workers hanging paintings in other rooms.
I handed the black bag to Dong Jun and said.
"Be careful about everything and don't do anything rash."
Dong Jun nodded. In fact, I regretted agreeing to Dong Jun. If anything happened, I would be in trouble too.
The most unexpected thing was that Dong Jun suddenly came out in a high-profile manner the day before the exhibition and appeared on TV to talk about the exhibition. This really surprised me.
What exactly is Dong Jun going to play
I went that day, I had to go.
A lot of people came that day, including those from the painting world and others.
Dong Jun was very busy that day, so I didn't say hello to him. I went in. All the paintings hanging in the hall were abstract. I couldn't understand them at all and had no idea what they meant.
Walking into the narrow corridor, the paintings hanging there were also weird. Finally, I entered the private room. The paintings in the room surprised me a little. Almost all of them were about coffins and corpses. All kinds of weirdness were presented. Every painting made you creepy and made you break out in cold sweats. The people who were watching stood there without saying a word. No one spoke. It expressed a kind of penetration, something that penetrated the soul, like an ancient bronze sword, which can instantly penetrate your body and everything about you, a kind of pain that I can't get rid of.
That day, when I came out of it, I knew that Dong Jun had become famous, probably because of his paintings of coffins and corpses, which reached the height of the soul.
Dong Jun's art exhibition was open for only one day and ended at 10 pm. The exhibition resumed business as usual the next day, which was a bit unexpected. As far as I know, the lights must have cost more than 100,000 yuan. In this era, more than 100,000 yuan is not a small amount of money.
Dong Jun's restaurant is extremely popular, but it seems that this is not his purpose. After Dong Jun's exhibition, he has not shown up in public anymore. It is not easy to find him, as he just stays in the studio every day.
What exactly is Dong Jun's purpose? I don't know.
That day, I went to Xilai Building and entered the studio. Only a few people were allowed to enter his studio. Others were not allowed to enter, and Dong Jun was not seen either.
"Dong Jun, what exactly do you want to achieve?"
"this… "
Dong Jun lit up a cigarette and asked the waiter to bring the wine and food. Dong Jun said while we were drinking.
"You may not understand. I am not here to become famous, nor to recruit people for the restaurant. I am here to recruit someone, but that person has never come and has never shown up. I think he will show up sooner or later, and I will wait until that day."
"Who is worth waiting for all your life?"
"Of course it's worth it. There's an old man at our North Station. When he was 22, he met a girl. They agreed to pick her up at the train station three years later. But the girl didn't show up three years later, so he kept waiting until the old man arrived."
Dong Jun fell silent after he finished speaking. Everyone in the city knew about this matter, but no one knew whether this love story or that girl would show up.
"Are you waiting for a woman too?"
"No, I should say he is my enemy. He is also a painter. Do you know what I use to paint my coffin paintings and bone paintings?"
"It's all black, white and gray. I don't really understand the painting."
"I ground the bones you brought into powder and then made paintings. There are three paintings in total, not all of them."
I was stunned. How could he do this? These paintings would appear strange and tempt people to enter certain places. How could he do this? Who was the enemy he was waiting for? Was he willing to sacrifice his entire life for this
Dong Jun has a son and a wife, but his current wife is not the original one. I heard that the original one also graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts, with long hair, but not down to the waist. When Dong Jun married her, he said she was his wife, but they were not actually married. On the day her hair was down to the waist, something went wrong. No one knew what it was, but they were not married. The woman also disappeared. Dong Jun never told anyone what happened. (To be continued)