My first reaction was, I said okay, I don't know how much money was thrown into this cart of rice.
He stepped forward to help the workers unload rice bags one by one. There were dozens of bags of rice. Finally moved into the elevator. I found that it was overloaded, so I had to move down a lot, and then I went up to the fourth floor smoothly.
Finally, when all the rice was brought into the house, we had already gone back and forth so many times.
At first I picked them up in the cave, and two workers delivered them outside.
Bai Kai and Qin Yiheng didn't come over to help until the rice was brought in. Although the sky outside is bright, the windows on this floor have long been blocked. Also like the night.
Qin Yiheng placed a few flashlights high up, setting up a few simple lights.
Then we unpacked the rice bag by bag and spread it flat in the house. The area of this house is really too big, even though there is so much rice, it can only be spread on a small layer sparsely. While spreading the rice, I saw that the statues had been gathered together by the two of them, forming several circles around the wreckage of the ferry. When the rice was laid, all of a sudden, those statues and ferry boats together looked like an isolated island.
After finishing the work, I was already exhausted and drenched in sweat.
After climbing out of the hole, we blocked the hole with bricks again. After I finished it thoroughly, I sat in the elevator for a long time without recovering. But he barely stood up and went to a nearby bank to pay the two workers.
When I came back, it was almost noon.
Both Bai Kai and Qin Yiheng were spread out on the sofa in the billiard hall, and I didn't have the strength to speak anymore.
My stomach is empty, but I have no desire to eat at all.
I didn't dare to delay while the two of them were awake. Quickly ask them to tell the story.
Bai Kai obviously didn't want to talk, and kept waving to me. But Qin Yiheng straightened his body and said, Jiang Shuo, that house is a prison. I don't know who set it up, the purpose is to imprison the owner of the oil lamp. As you know about the oil lamp, when the light is on, it means that the person is alive, and when the person is extinguished, it means that the life span of the person is over. But that lamp is different, it is supposed to be extinguished. In order to make it never light up again, it was imprisoned in that house.
Did you see those statues? Every statue has been tampered with. It has nothing to do with the gods at all, and all kinds of filth are attached to it. The purpose of attaching them to the statues is obvious, that is to make those filthy who are homeless and unworshiped mistakenly think that they have found a spiritual place. Attached to the statue with one heart. Once the situation in this house is broken, those lonely and wild ghosts will be driven out again to continue wandering in the world. Those filth must be out of shame and anger, which is equivalent to the guards of the house. So after the oil lamps came on, all the statues fell down. Thankfully, thankfully I brought this.
Qin Yiheng patted his bag and opened it for me to see. I only saw the golden inside.
When I think about it, I understand. I said, you brought Huang Daxian!
Yes, but I only brought part of it. Wong Da Sin can't move with me, so I can only cut a small piece. Those filth mistakenly thought that we were Huang Daxian, so they didn't do harm. Otherwise, it would be a hell of a day.
I thought about it, and finally understood why Bai Kai wanted to just hold me. I'm afraid his hand was either holding Qin Yiheng, or touching Huang Daxian directly. Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered the oil lamp.
I said, yes! I never said that when the damn oil lamp was at its brightest, I saw something wrong with my shadow! It's not like me at all! Also, why did the oil lamp catch fire for no reason
Qin Yiheng coughed twice. The fire of the oil lamp should have been fueled by the Yang Qi of the corresponding person. If the fire is fierce, the yang energy will be strong, and if the fire is warm, the yang energy will be soft and weak. Through the fire, the yin energy on the owner of the oil lamp is dried, which is why, when the oil lamp is extinguished, it is the moment of death. The reason is that the yang qi is absent, and the yin qi occupies the whole body, so the person is naturally killed.
But that only refers to the oil lamps on Huangquan Road. Now that the lamp is in the sun, the environment has changed. There are many more uncertainties. When the oil lamp was always on, there must have been filth from the statue thrown into the oil lamp. When it was burned by the fire of Yang Qi, the soul flew away, and the fire naturally flourished in an instant.
As for the shadow you mentioned, I didn't pay attention, maybe you misread it.
Seeing Qin Yiheng's tone getting weaker and weaker, I poured him a glass of water.
After drinking, his voice became louder, and he said, I originally thought that the statue in that house was a ecstasy array. The oil lamp is here, and the owner of the oil lamp is hidden on a certain statue. All of them will light up the oil lamps to take pictures one by one. Try to tell by the shadow. It's just that I didn't think about it, I was a little negligent.
I didn't know what to say, so I could only throw a cigarette to Qin Yiheng. Asked a question I wanted to know the most.
I said, who is the owner of the oil lamp? You said he knew me
Um. Qin Yiheng took a deep breath and said that there is no evidence to be sure now. But I have a rough guess. The owner of this oil lamp is Yuan Zhen, the boss of Hongda Group. First, Yuan Zhen has never shown up. No matter whether we inquired or searched through other means, Yuan Zhen never showed up. I think he may not be alive anymore. Second, we found a lot of Yinhe mud in the Hongda Group. Now it seems that most of the mud was dug from this ferry. And it must have been a long time ago. Third, and the last point, Yuan Zhen was originally suitable for the body of a true dragon returning to the sun. Being imprisoned here like this, obviously the person who imprisoned him didn't want the real dragon to come back!
Based on these three points, I think it is very likely that this person is Yuan Zhen. It's just that we still need to find some clues to be sure.
I let out a cry. Co-author of Knowing Me Is This a Knowing Me
I have never met Yuan Zhen, so how could the big boss know me? After thinking about it, I don't think it's strange. It's so easy for the few of us to be spied on. Maybe Yuan Zhen has seen a lot of materials about my pictures and videos. Qin Yiheng's so-called knowing me is just knowing me unilaterally. It's the same way we get to know a certain movie star.
If the oil lamp belongs to the boss of Hongda Group. I don't know if Qin Yiheng can bring him back from the dead.
But it should be possible to extract some information from the oil lamp. In this way, maybe the truth of all this will come to light.
Thinking about it, I inexplicably felt a sense of satisfaction, and I became much more energetic.
I quickly asked, what should I do next? What about after the rice shop is finished
Chicken blood. Bai Kai suddenly replied. Splash chicken blood at noon tomorrow. We can't rest for too long, we have to dig out all the chickens in the city in the afternoon and kill them!
I couldn't help but feel a little cruel when I heard it. But which thing in this world really counts as absolute kindness
Everything in the world is intertwined. Sometimes a good deed creates a greater evil. Likewise, an evil deed may lead to a greater good deed.
I can only comfort myself that way.
The three rested for another hour. Finally went downstairs to eat something.
Compared with the richness of last night, this meal can only be said to be simple. Because the three of them have no appetite. After a hasty meal, we split up and headed to the major farmers markets.
On the way to the market, I asked the taxi driver about a nearby chicken farm. This saved me a lot of effort. I went directly to negotiate the price, and the other side has already started to help me with it. Listening to the sound of the chicken farm butcher sharpening his knife, I couldn't bear to watch it any longer. Can only hide outside and smoke.
Because there is one day to prepare. Although chicken blood is more troublesome to transport than rice. But they are still ready to stop.
We put the chicken blood in the billiard hall in advance. Go back to the hotel and have a good sleep. This time I slept part-time and the sky was dark. If Bai Kai didn't wake me up the next day, I'm afraid I could sleep until the day after tomorrow.
The three of them simply cleaned up and ate something.
Then I went back to the house again, pouring chicken blood on the rice bucket by bucket. The whole house immediately became blood-stained. Even though we blocked the wall again when we left, we still felt the smell of blood. You can smell it from the pool hall.
According to Qin Yiheng, this time he will stop for another day. Only then will the filth inside be completely wiped out.
In the extra day, the three of us discussed the matter of the billiard hall owner. Now it is obvious that there is something tricky in the middle. It's just that we have to consider whether this boss is an enemy or a friend. This time we came here, is he trying to harm us, or is he giving us a kind reminder to help us discover new clues.
After thinking about it again and again, all three of them felt that they had to confront the boss face to face. So I don't even want to.
In Bai Kai's words, although the boss can hear the news and find out that his business has failed, he can run away quickly. But we have Huang Daxian here, and the grandson can't run anywhere.
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