Nothing to say all night. I woke up the next afternoon and talked with Qin Yiheng on the phone, and he came to my house, and then drove me straight to the largest small commodity wholesale market on our side.
I was quite excited when I heard him say that he was going to find an expert, but I didn’t expect him to bring me to such a place. I was a little disappointed. After asking him a question, he told me to meet someone in a while and be as lively as possible. Son, speak louder, the old man is a little deaf, and he doesn't like people who talk less.
This is really a test of my acting skills, how can I be lively? The kind who is alive and kicking, and needs blush on his face? The old man's preferences are really in line with the standards of a high-level person, which is different from others.
After getting out of the car, I followed Qin Yiheng around the wholesale market while thinking about it, and finally stopped in front of a shop. Qin Yiheng told me that we were here, and he pushed the door open first after speaking. I wasn't in a hurry, I took a look outside. The store probably sells things like Spring Festival couplets, New Year pictures or paper-cuts. Anyway, they are pasted on the door of the house. It looks quite festive. There are two big red lanterns hanging outside the door, but there is no obvious sign. Signboard, I don't know what this store is called.
I thought this is the so-called "big hermit hidden in the city". Although the stores in this small commodity wholesale market are small, the goods are not cheap. I wanted to invest in a few of them earlier, but they were robbed before I could start. . This old man can afford to rent a shop selling Spring Festival couplets, so is the profit really that high
Anyway, no matter what, go in and have a look. I pinched my cigarette and pushed the door open. Qin Yiheng had already sat down and chatted with an old man at this time, and there was the piece of paper on which he transcribed the typo on the table.
The old man does not look very old, there are not many wrinkles on his face, his beard is not long, and he is wearing Adidas sportswear. He looks like a very ordinary little old man. When he saw me coming in, he nodded at me and smiled. It's pretty obscene.
Qin Yiheng didn't introduce it to me, he just pointed to a plastic stool beside him and asked me to sit down, and continued to discuss with the old man.
Qin Yiheng spoke very loudly, and the old man's voice was not low either. The two of them shouted back and forth for a long time, but I could hear them clearly. Qin Yiheng asked the old man if there was anything to be said in these words.
The old man picked up the paper, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, "hehe" laughed, and said, "This thing is not a word, it is called a signature. Many word testers used it earlier, and it can measure many things, except Including marriage. It is also used in prisons sometimes. For example, on certain days, it is said that Lord Yama only accepts an odd number of ghosts that day, and there are even numbers of death row prisoners to be killed. Death is a way of showing face to Lord Hades. This thing has a lot of strokes, which can be disassembled and filled. In detail, it is somewhat similar to a puzzle game, and it is indeed a test of people's IQ. When testing, first show a sign, and then The person who draws the lottery fills in a sum based on feeling, and finally calculates from this sum, the heaviest person will be able to avoid death."
The old man's voice is clear, but I can hear it very confusedly. Who is the co-author of these internal magazines for drawing lots? Is it a fun little game? Isn't this bullshit? I looked at Qin Yiheng, but he winked at me, and then clapped and applauded. I comprehended and quickly followed suit, almost cheering for the old man.
The old man looked around for a while, nodded, expressing his satisfaction, took a gel pen, and continued to talk while writing on the paper: "This old ancestor created characters, which contain the mysteries of everything in the world. It is not as simple as it seems. Just Take these sticks as an example, the reason why they are ever-changing and can be used for divination is because of this stroke. This stroke contains five elements in it. The so-called vertical, a straight piece of wood is vertical, this is wood; the so-called horizontal , an infinite line, this is soil; the so-called dot, a star diamond point, this is gold; and the left and right sides of the character, the left is fire, which means rushing; the right is water, which means venting. These are just the most basic If you want to elaborate on the strokes, it would be a long story.
"So, in the eyes of a knowledgeable person, it's not that simple to sign a small stroke. Combined with the birth date of the person who wrote the stroke, there will naturally be conflicts or mutual growth, that is, The difference in the weight of this sign has been produced."
The old man's narration is indeed very exciting and informative. Before Qin Yiheng reminded me, I couldn't help but nodded. The old man also praised me: "You are very sensible." He took out a box of dry tobacco leaves from his pocket, rolled it up and threw it to me, and lit one himself, and continued, "This kind of tobacco Generally speaking, this is the same thing. As for the one you brought, it must be one of them, but these few signatures are written a little out of order, and each of them has one of the five elements removed, so look at it. It’s so complicated and obscure.”
After speaking, he asked Qin Yiheng: "Where did these things come from?"
I think Qin Yiheng's posture seems to be that he doesn't want to tell the old man yet, but the current situation may not solve the problem if he doesn't tell him.
Qin Yiheng hesitated for a while, and then told the old man the origin of this thing, but he did not say that it was in the internal magazine of the company, but that he accidentally dug it out when he was helping a friend move, and wrote it on his friend's website by hand. In a few old books at home, I looked very curious, so I made a special trip to ask.
The old man nodded after listening, coughed lightly, and told Qin Yiheng: "I actually have a guess of my own, but I think it's a bit outrageous. In my opinion, this thing doesn't seem to be testing anything, it seems to be a search. People tell."
The old man's words made me dumbfounded, and I was also surprised to see Qin Yiheng's appearance.
The old man probably expected this reaction from the two of us, "hehe" laughed twice, picked up a pen to write and draw on the paper for a while, and then handed the paper to Qin Yiheng.
Qin Yiheng stared at the paper for a few times, his brows were about to be knit together.
My curiosity was like a cat scratching in my chest. I looked up for a long time, but the angle was limited, and I could only see the back of the paper. I just stood up and glanced at it. The paper was a mess, similar to the straw paper used by students for exams. I couldn’t see anything, so I had no choice but to sit down again and wait patiently for the two of them to explain.
As a result, the two of them didn't talk about this matter since then, and they started chatting without saying a word, that is, asking each other about their current situation and so on.
Following the conversation, the old man asked Qin Yiheng if he had seen Cripple Liu recently, saying that Cripple Liu had visited a few months ago, bought a couple of Spring Festival couplets, and gave him a hat, saying that he was waiting for the cold weather Wearing warm clothes, he threw another two thousand yuan and left a message, saying that he would not come to see him if he had something to do during the New Year. It was an early New Year greeting to the old man.
Qin Yiheng shook slightly when he heard the old man talking. I also groaned in my heart.
According to what the old man said, based on time calculations, before Liu Zizi disappeared, he had made a special trip here, and, judging from Liu Zhizi's words, it was obvious that he was going to disappear for a while. He wouldn't be with that fake Cripple Liu, would he
I glanced at Qin Yiheng, and he curled his lips at me, guessing that he was afraid that I couldn't help interrupting, so he quickly took the conversation and asked the old man what kind of hat he was.
The old man didn't notice that we were harboring ulterior motives, so he cheerfully took the hat and showed it to Qin Yiheng.
The hat is black as a whole, with a red edge around it. It looks really good quality. I haven't touched it with my hands, and I don't know what material it is, but it looks like it's probably leather. Qin Yiheng took it in his hand and looked inside and out, nodded and praised the quality of the hat, and then put it on the table.
My seat is two steps away from the table. Just now, Qin Yiheng was holding it in his hand, but I didn’t pay attention to it. Now, from my perspective, the hat is higher than ordinary hats. I don’t know if it’s a design error. This style is still popular this year, anyway, it is very unpleasant at first glance. However, seeing what the old man meant, I liked the hat quite a bit, so I refrained from opening my mouth, and simply lit a cigarette and blocked my mouth.
After smoking a cigarette, Qin Yiheng had almost talked with the old man, so he said goodbye to the old man, put the paper away carefully, took a wad of money from his wallet and put it on the table. The old man was not polite, he smiled and sent us out the door, and gave Qin Yiheng two couplets, then turned and went back.
After going out, I held back for a long time and finally opened my mouth. I wanted to ask him, but I didn't think about where to ask him for a while. It was Qin Yiheng who said first that we would wait until we got in the car and took me out of the wholesale market.
After getting into the car, Qin Yiheng did not rush to turn on the ignition and return. Instead, he leaned back in his chair and thought for a while, and told me that the old man's surname was Fang, and he was one of the few masters of word testing in China. , In fact, he is also a person who is in his 90s. In the early years when the wind was booming, he had several teahouses, and people called him Fang Wanjin. Ten thousand dollars. Don't look at the old man's grinning, but he has a bad temper. When he is in a bad mood, he speaks very aggressively. As a result, he offended a big man who came to test the characters, and was punished severely by the other party, and the teahouse was closed. Door. In the end, the old man rented a small store in the wholesale market. It looked like it was selling Spring Festival couplets and New Year pictures, but in fact he was doing word testing business. Therefore, no one opened their mouths when the old man Fang was asked to approve the words. Old man Fang also thought he was an old acquaintance, otherwise, as long as he opened his mouth, he would have to slap ten thousand yuan on the table, which would be considered a deal.
After Qin Yiheng finished speaking, he took out the piece of paper approved by the old man Fang and showed it to me. I scrutinized it carefully for a while, and it was really similar to what I thought before. It was like acting on straw paper, with several vertical forms, and I don't know what it was calculating.
I thought to myself, can you get 10,000 yuan with just a few fucking strokes? This money is really easy to earn!
When I asked Qin Yiheng, he explained to me that this is the five-element birth formula calculated by the old man Fang. Although there are only a few strokes, the mystery contained in it is not trivial. Judging from the conclusions drawn by Mr. Fang, this thing may really be a missing person notice, because the first four signs represent the year, month, day and hour respectively. Sign, the old man Fang didn't figure it out, and we have no way of knowing what it is, anyway, there is something wrong with this thing.
When Qin Yiheng said this, his tone suddenly became serious, and he stared into my eyes and said: "The reason why the old man Fang said that this missing person notice is outrageous is because the calculated birth date is Bingyin month Yimao in the Jiawu year."
He read these few words one by one, each word was like a sledgehammer hitting my chest.
The time he mentioned is too familiar to me. Although I never mention it, I still think about it in the dead of night. Isn't this year, month and day exactly the date engraved on that coffin board? Jiang Shuo died on Yimao day in Bingyin month of the Jiawu year. Isn't this the time of my death
I quickly lit a cigarette, trying to calm myself down.
There are too many unanswered questions in this. Regarding this so-called death date, I have never taken it seriously, but I still have some instinctive panic. It's better not to mention it, but when I mention it, I feel uncomfortable all over.
I thought about it for a while, and felt that the truth of this missing person revelation was outrageous, let alone whether it has any connection with the so-called date of my death, just this date, but it will be a few years later. Even if it was a missing person notice, how could it be someone from the future? According to the birth date, this person hasn't been born yet! What is there to look for? Or, old man Fang made a mistake, and this is still the date of my death? Damn, why do you want to curse me to die that day
I asked Qin Yiheng: "Is this definitely a birth date? If it's just time, it may be an event recorded, or a future plan." After hearing this, he still shook his head seriously and said: "This is released by the Yang method, so your guess is untenable. The only one who can meet the requirements is the birth date of one person. Presumably, the person who issued these signatures will not release an animal. The date of birth is horoscope."
Qin Yiheng's voice fell, and the car fell into silence. I didn't really think about anything, I just didn't want to talk. After ten minutes, he broke the silence and said: "After all, today was not in vain, and I accidentally got a message from Liu Zizi. I heard what the old man said, and I thought Liu Zhizi left some clues, but I have looked at the hat carefully, and there is no mystery. Now it seems that Liu Lizi has not encountered any accidents, and he should have seen the situation and hid."
"But there are still some strange things in it. Since Liu Zizi anticipated the danger, why didn't he ask others for help? Although Fang Wanjin is now in decline compared to back then, he is still a master with a lot of contacts and a lot of wrists." Son, in this circle, he is considered a well-known figure, and it stands to reason that it is more than enough to settle some things. Since Liu Zizi can come to the door to say goodbye, he can definitely ask Fang Wanjin for help."
Listening to Qin Yiheng's narration, I also guessed that the old man in this house is so old, no matter how strong his legs are, he must be in trouble. It seems that Liu Lizi didn't want to cause trouble to the old man.
Qin Yiheng shook his head straight after hearing this, and said, "Even if this is true, lame Liu can definitely ask me for help."
My head was dizzy, and I was unable to think, so I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples. Suddenly, I understood that the reason Liu Laizi didn't ask anyone for help is that there is only one possibility, that is, the troubles he encounters cannot be solved by others. In that case, didn't he kill someone and run away
I quickly told Qin Yiheng the conclusion I had drawn, and he let out an "ah" when he heard it, saying that my speculation was very reliable. Then he lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head, saying that we can’t find the answer by guessing now, I’m afraid we still have to start with Hongda Group, and we can only wait and see. After speaking, he started the car and pressed the button. Backtrack.