When Qin Yiheng heard my question, he gave a "tsk" sound and shook his head lightly. He didn't know whether he wanted to express that he didn't know, or he didn't want to say it. Then, he picked up the shoe that was still by the door, knocked it on the ground twice, and a small thing fell out of the shoe.
He handed the thing that fell out to me without explaining. Instead, he carefully moved to the edge of the other shoe, looked left and right, picked it up, and knocked it on the ground twice. However, nothing fell out of the shoe.
I was taken aback by his move. What detachable parts are hidden inside my shoes? Thinking about it, I took the things in my hand and looked at them. This thing is not big, and it's black. If you feel it, you can't tell what it's made of. If it's weight, it shouldn't be metal. There are sharp points on all sides of the thing, and it's roughly a rhombus.
I pinched it with my fingertips, and it was quite painful.
My shoes are brand-name handmade in Italy, and this thing obviously shouldn't be in my shoes.
After thinking about it, I realized that Qin Yiheng must have put this thing inside.
And from the current point of view, isn't this thing obviously harmful
If it is placed in the shoe, it is inevitable that a hole will be pierced in the sole of the foot if people step on it without knowing it.
I pointed to something in my hand and asked him. Sure enough, he nodded and said, "I put this thing in on purpose last night." After speaking, he leaned over and took the thing, and then said that this thing has a great history, and it is rare for many people to see it. In alchemy, this thing is called "shaped thorn", which is made of old jujube wood. Although it is not a difficult item to find, because of its special purpose, many people in the industry have only heard or seen it, but almost no one has used it.
According to legend, this "shaped thorn" is specially used to stop the passers-by from passing by. The person who uses it roughly calculates the place where the errand passes through by the method of detecting the yin, and arranges the "shaped thorns" in the shape of five elements and places them in the road. It is said that if a bad luck passes by and steps on the "shaped thorn", it will be blocked here and stay for a while. At that time, the person who made the arrangement would throw a handful of paper money into the sky, judge whether the ghost is here by the direction of the paper money flying, and then quickly burn the petition in front of the "thorn". You must close your eyes when burning, and the clothes on that day should not have a little bit of red, otherwise the person may have been hooked away before the burning is over.
In ancient times, no metaphysician would use this trick unless he had to, because the danger was too great. Leaving aside the fact that provoking evil spirits is already a near-death situation, and the "thorns" are likely to stop passing ghosts, because the above-mentioned people cannot carry any evil things or use the technique of exorcising ghosts, If you ran into a ghost, you would basically sacrifice your life for righteousness. Therefore, this method of petitioning with "pricks" is due to the years of drought, or the period of rampant plague, when people are forced to lose their way, only some people are willing to take risks and sacrifice themselves for others.
And he put the "shaped thorn" in the shoe, that is, he made a workaround. If in the middle of the night there is really filth that sneaks in your shoes, it will definitely be tricked, at least it will leave clues.
After finishing speaking, Qin Yiheng picked up the dirty shoe and asked me to pack up and go back to the hotel.
In fact, there is nothing to clean up. It is nothing more than the two folding chairs in the living room, which are worthless, so there is no need to take them back. Moreover, I don’t know if I should come back to watch the night again. Staying here is safe.
I went to the bathroom to wash my face briefly, and then returned with Qin Yiheng.
When I went out, I wanted to pick up my other shoe and take it home, but he shook his head and told me to put it down, saying that it was useless to take it home.
His tone is still very serious, I guess this thing might be dangerous, I can only reluctantly give up for a while, it hurts in my heart.
After returning to the hotel, Qin Yiheng didn't do anything, but told me to go to bed first, and said that everything would be done after I woke up.
I happened to be too tired, so I fell asleep when I lay down, and when I woke up, it was almost evening.
He was sitting on the edge of the bed, as if waiting for me, and when he saw that I woke up, he told me to get dressed quickly, and then even took me to a short-term rental apartment.
I was completely bewildered by him. Why do you need to find another place to live when you already have a room in the hotel? At first, I thought that something had followed him into the hotel and we needed to hide for a while, but when I arrived at the short-term rental apartment, I realized that he wanted to use the stove here.
The short-term rental apartment that Qin Yiheng rented is a common type of well-decorated small apartment. I still have several similar houses that I have not sold. The room is not big, and the layout is actually similar to that of an express hotel. The only difference is that there is usually a semi-open or separate kitchen.
The kitchen we rented is semi-open, and only one side of glass is used as a partition. Qin Yiheng entered the room and went straight to the stove, looked at it carefully, and said that the pot here was not big enough, so he asked me to go to the supermarket to buy one.
I had no choice but to go to the supermarket and buy the biggest pot I could buy in the supermarket, a stainless steel one that can be used for steaming and cooking. Qin Yiheng took the pot, first carefully brushed it with rice washing water, then connected the water, put the pot on the stove, lit the fire and waited for the water to boil.
The more I look at it, the more confused I get. Does he mean to show me his cooking skills or something
I never heard that he can cook. I asked him a question, but he gave me a weird smile, and then even took out my previous shoe from the bag, looked at it twice, and put it directly in the pot inside.
It was then that I understood what he meant when he said there was no need to bring the other shoe back.
Since he planned this early in the morning, these shoes are useless.
I hurried forward to look up at the "remains" of the shoes. At this time, the water was boiling, and the shoes were boiled to the point of turning over in the pot.
But I didn't see anything wrong. What exactly are Qin Yiheng's so-called clues
Thinking about it, I asked him a question. He lit a cigarette and told me not to worry. After speaking, he turned the stove to a small fire and told me to watch the pot so that the water wouldn't splash out.
He went to get a brush from his bag, dipped some water from the pot when he came back, and was about to greet me in the face.
His behavior is completely mentally ill. Although the shoes belong to me, I can't use the water from boiling shoes to wipe people's faces.
I took a step back, avoiding his brush, and said, "What the hell are you trying to do?"
Only then did Qin Yiheng tell me: "This shoe is yours, after all, it is stained with your popularity, and the experiment done last night is obviously to attract evil. I was afraid that you would be targeted by filth, so I called you in the morning. Your name, I didn’t open the door until you agreed, in order to help you calm down. Now rubbing the boiling water on your chin can be regarded as taking back the popularity on the shoes. I don’t agree. It’s nothing serious, but I may have sprained my ankle or cramped my leg recently.”
Now that he said so, such a sprained ankle can't kill anyone, but it's easy to delay things. I pondered for a while, and reluctantly let him smear a stroke on my chin.
After Qin Yiheng finished wiping, he threw the pen out of the window directly, and said: "The medium in the middle should be thrown as far away as possible, otherwise it won't work, and usually you have to entrust someone to throw it out of town, but , it’s okay to throw it downstairs for the time being, anyway, sooner or later we’ll have to go back to our own city.”
After finishing speaking, he went back to the pot, looked at it for a while, and said that it was almost cooked, then turned off the fire, sat on the sofa and waited for the water to cool down, and when the water was completely cool, he filled some water with a large empty Coke bottle. The water in the pot shook twice, and told me that I would go to that house at night.
The quality of my shoes is really good. They didn’t lose much color after being boiled like this, and the water still looks very clear.
I took the Coke bottle and tried to shake it to observe it, but I still couldn't see any mystery. However, I guess, the label on the Coke bottle has been torn off by Qin Yiheng, maybe if you want to look through the bottle for a while, what kind of filth can you see
Anyway, it's useless to think about it now, just wait until the evening to see the outcome. Qin Yiheng and I tidied up our things, had a quick meal, and then went straight back to the house.
Taking the elevator upstairs, Qin Yiheng didn't open the door first, but unscrewed the Coke bottle, poured some water on the ground, then took out a rag from his bag, bent down, in a posture almost lying on the ground , dipped in water little by little, and wiped the floor tiles.
I watched from the side and almost lost my temper. Is this here to imitate Lei Feng and do good deeds? When asked about him, he was very attentive and did not strike up a conversation. I didn't bother to make fun of myself, so I just stood by and smoked and waited for him.
Qin Yiheng wiped it for about ten minutes, and wiped almost all the floor tiles extending from the door of the house to the elevator entrance. Fortunately, the other residents on this floor did not come back, and if they were seen in the middle of the night, they would definitely scare people out of their wits.
Most of the water had gone down in the bottle before Qin Yiheng stood up, frowning, looking very unhappy.
I was taken aback by his expression, and I thought, what kind of filth is coming
After patting him, he seemed to come back to his senses, said "ah", then pointed to the floor tiles and told me, "Let's see the clues in the legend."
Hearing what he said, I quickly looked over. The floor was polished by him, but there was nothing there, so there were no clues. I thought maybe my posture was wrong, so I imitated his posture and lay down, but I still didn't see anything.
I raised my head, I really want to get mad, isn't this fucking kidding me? !
But judging by his expression, it was obvious that he was very serious. I asked him, "There is nothing on the ground!"
Only then did Qin Yiheng let out an "ah" again, rummaged through his bag, found a few sticks of incense, lit it, folded it at an angle with a banknote, and picked up the incense ash. He didn't come to me until some of the ash had fallen, squatted down, and carefully sprinkled the ash on the ground. Finally, he blew lightly with his mouth, and then pointed with his chin: "That's it."
I followed where he pointed, and my heart tightened suddenly.
I saw a faint imprint left by incense ash on the floor tiles. This imprint is very light, and the color of the incense ash is very light, if you don't distinguish it carefully, you probably won't notice it. But now my face is almost attached to it, so I can see it very clearly. This imprint is not big, and I can't tell what it is. If it is a pattern, it looks a bit like a very abstract flower.
It seems that this is the reason for the commotion in this house, but what is it