I looked down at the other person and said, "I'm telling you, you can't do it. They have reason to detain you for 48 hours. I don't believe that after two days and two nights, the ghosts and gods still can't find you."
Wen Xin suddenly became anxious: "Why are you detaining me? Be careful or I will sue you!"
Lao Du crossed his arms and said, "It's up to you. I'm not afraid of being sued."
Director Wang also spoke in a cold voice: "I will approve your detention. At least detain him for three days. No matter how big the problem is, I will take care of it."
The color on Wen Xin's face instantly faded, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word. But Lao Du said earnestly: "As the saying goes: A good death is worse than a miserable life. I don't think this is quite right. Take you for example, do you have Buddha in your heart, or do you seek the truth with all your heart? Neither, right?"
"What kind of life are you leading now? A life of feasting and revelry. If you were asked to watch over the ancient Buddha with green lamps and fasts and recite scriptures every day, could you bear it?"
Lao Du's words hit the nail on the head. The reason why Wen Xin colluded with ghosts and gods was ultimately for his current life. Forcing a person who had no Buddha in his heart to give up his life of debauchery and abide by the rules and regulations was even more painful than killing him.
In order to let Lao Du continue to put pressure on Wen Xin, I simply added: "You should know that not all temples can suppress ghosts, right? Temples are buildings like all houses. Whether they have spirits depends on whether there are really great monks in the temple."
"Where the high monks are, no one will be allowed to break the precepts. On the contrary, where those fake practitioners are, not only can they not suppress the ghosts, but it would be a blessing if the ghosts don't come directly to the door. You can't fail to understand this."
Lao Du said slowly: "Perhaps, in your opinion, hiding in the temple is similar to being in prison, and you can just endure it. But I can tell you that it is absolutely not the case."
"The prisoners know they can't escape, so they can only serve their sentences obediently. When they look up at the yellow leaves outside the window, they realize that another year has passed. But you are different. The gate of the temple is right in front of you. You can be freed as long as you take one step forward. But do you dare to take that step?"
Lao Du said sarcastically, "It's not terrible if you can't get something in this world, and it's not terrible if you get it and lose it. What's terrible is that the thing is clearly within your reach, but you just don't dare to reach out. That kind of torture is enough to drive a person crazy slowly."
"More importantly, you don't even know when you'll get out. Prisoners still have a prison term to look forward to, what about you? Although I'm not a sorcerer, I know that the lifespan of ghosts and gods is endless. I'm afraid that after you die, your ghost will not die. Are you willing to stay in the temple for the rest of your life?"
With every word Lao Du said, Wen Xin's face turned paler, and in the end, his body began to tremble uncontrollably. But I added fuel to his fire: "People, you may not be punished when you are alive, but after you die, all your debts must be settled. You killed so many people, even if a monk came to help, it may not be able to lead you to the Western Paradise, right? As long as your soul enters the underworld, the ghosts and gods you fooled may be waiting for you halfway. At that time, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to die!"
"No, I..." Wen Xin finally couldn't hold on any longer, but Lao Du waved his hand and said, "Take him away. Detain him for a few days, no need to interrogate him, just put him in a cell in the detention center. I will be solely responsible for any problems that arise."
The two policemen held Wen Xin up without explanation, and the latter's spirit collapsed in an instant: "Don't... let me go... I'll tell you everything..."
Lao Du waved his hand and said, "Let him go!"
Wen Xin sat back on the sofa and said, "Have you read my diary? In fact, half of it is true."
"The ancestors of the Wen family were also masters from the Northeast, and they were good at communicating with ghosts. Later, most of the skills passed down by their ancestors were lost, and the Wen family only knew how to summon ghosts, not send gods away."
“It is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away” has a different meaning when applied to the art of magic.
It is actually very simple to summon ghosts, even ordinary people who have never learned magic can do it. However, the premise of summoning gods is that you must have the ability to send gods away.
The ghosts and gods that people who have never worshipped ghosts and gods invite are very random. They may invite wandering ghosts passing by, ghosts and monsters practicing in the vicinity, or even spirits. Inviting gods without reason will inevitably anger the ghosts and gods. Ghosts and gods have their own dignity. They are not something that anyone can summon and dismiss at will. If you don't have the ability to send gods away, the consequences will be disastrous.
Wen Xin continued, "When my father was alive, he always told me how great it was for our ancestors to ask gods to come to us, how the five ghosts brought wealth, and how the gods and ghosts showed us the way. He told me so vividly that I believed them without a doubt. However, my father repeatedly warned me not to provoke the gods and ghosts. If I couldn't get rid of them, I might have to deal with them for the rest of my life."
"After my father passed away, I was so poor that I couldn't make a penny and had to rely on others for food. I couldn't stand that kind of life, so I thought of asking the gods to help me. I asked people at that time, and they said that sending the gods away was nothing more than satisfying the other party's request. At most, it would just be killing a pig or a sheep, and nothing serious would happen."
"At that time, I scraped together enough money to buy a pig, and then I used the secret method passed down by my ancestors to invite the gods. After I invited the ghost god, I realized that he wanted to kill people! He asked me to offer him the soul of a living person, otherwise, I would die."
Wen Xin couldn't help shivering when he said this: "How dare I kill anyone! I kept begging him, and the ghost finally relented. He said he could kill the person himself, but I had to help him deal with the rest. I heard that I didn't have to kill anyone, so I agreed."
Wen Xin looked up at my face and said, "I thought about it over and over again, but I couldn't figure out how to get rid of a person without anyone noticing. Later, it was the gods who reminded me that I could try to find a dying person first."
"I took a job that no one else wanted to do, which was to serve a paralyzed old man in the village. During those months, I took care of the old man's excrement and urine, and I loved him more than my own son. When everyone in the village praised me, I brought the ghosts and gods here."
"The ghosts and gods dragged the old man's soul away in front of me. The old man's eyes were not closed until he died... After that incident, I took the initiative to request an autopsy. The police station came but couldn't find anything, and no one in the village suspected me anymore."
"After that incident, the spirits gave me a small box of gold. That's how I got rich."
Wen Xin paused at this point. Lao Du said in a cold voice, "Later, when your business failed, you started killing people again, right?"
Wen Xin nodded: "I'm really not cut out for business. It didn't take long for me to lose all the money I made from selling gold. I had no choice but to ask the ghost to come out again. But the ghost didn't want the souls of old men and women, he wanted the souls of young women. So I started..."
Lao Du said sternly, "You are starting to find targets for ghosts and gods in the name of raising a lover, right?"
Wen Xin nodded: "Yes! Ghosts and gods don't want unclean women. I have no choice but to keep her as a child..."
When I heard this, I asked in a deep voice, "When did you start to be on guard against ghosts and gods?"
Wen Xin confessed, "It was after my second business failure. That time, I thought it was a foolproof business, but who would have thought that a fire would suddenly break out for no apparent reason, leaving me with nothing. Later, I felt more and more that something was wrong. Was it because I didn't know how to do business, or did the gods and ghosts not want me to start a business?"
"At that time, I had two loyal friends, so I borrowed some money from them. But in the end, I lost everything because of a fire. Since then, I have tried every way to guard against ghosts and gods."
Wen Xin raised his head and looked at me: "This time, I had already made up my mind to make peace with the ghost. I finally got him a few people, asked him to give me some money, and then I would never cooperate with him again. Unexpectedly, I ran into you. If you hadn't appeared, maybe..."
"Maybe you're already dead!" I deliberately said in a cold voice, "Do you think ghosts and gods are so easy to fool?"
"No!" Wen Xin shook his head and said, "I have carefully analyzed that ghost god. He actually doesn't have much ability. He always asked me to come out and clean up for him. It seems that he is afraid of being discovered. This is why I dare to challenge him."
"I deliberately asked Jiang Yi to find a powerful sorcerer to follow Wang Shiyu, just to let you hold him back and let him know that without me, he can't do anything. Even if he killed the people in the studio, I didn't let him go."
I interrupted Wen Xin and asked, "How do you know that the man was killed by a ghost?"
Wen Xin said: "I asked the photographer to send photos to the ghosts one by one. On the surface, it was to let the ghosts choose someone, but in fact, I wanted the ghosts to think that the photographer was my confidant. If the ghosts want to threaten me, they will definitely use the photographer as a target."
Lao Du said coldly, "You want to kill two birds with one stone, right? If the photographer dies, not only can you achieve your goal of silencing him, but you can also let the ghosts and gods know that you are determined to fight him to the end, right?"
Wen Xin nodded without saying anything, which was considered as tacit agreement with Lao Du's statement. Lao Du said sternly: "Go on!"
Wen Xin then said, "Originally, the ghosts and gods had begun to compromise with me, but I didn't expect that Wu Zhao would also start to fight back at this time, disrupting my plans step by step and suppressing my luck."
"That day when I came back from the criminal police team, although the ghost didn't look for me, I could feel that he was near me. He wanted to kill me! You said that I was killing people to silence them, but in fact, the ghost was the one who really wanted to kill people to silence them. He didn't want people to know about his existence. I have dealt with him for so long, I can feel that he is afraid of death, more than anyone else. He will definitely kill me!" (To be continued)