Seeing that Xie Wanhua refused to speak, I picked up the diary and said again: "Look at these pages. This is just an ordinary diary. There are no secrets recorded in it. Why does Xie Wanqiao keep such a diary so strictly?"
"This..." Xie Wanhua hesitated for a long time before saying, "I always felt that my sister was worried, but she didn't tell me."
I said in a deep voice: "If we want to uncover Xie Wanqiao's secret, we have to get her diary back. Dr. Xie, can you get the diary back as soon as possible?"
Xie Wanhua gritted her teeth and said, "I'll try! But..."
Xie Wanhua quickly connected the video call and spoke to the other party in fluent English for a long time. Although I didn't understand what they were saying, I knew from the foreigner's expression that he was arguing with Xie Wanhua.
I walked in front of the computer and said, "Dr. Xie, you translate for me and I'll speak."
After Xie Wanhua briefly introduced the matter, the foreigner's face suddenly darkened and he said something in a low voice. Xie Wanhua translated, "Dr. Tom said that you are not the person involved and he doesn't want to talk to you more."
I said in a deep voice: "Give me a reasonable identity."
After Xie Wanhua finished speaking, she continued to translate: "He said, I can understand your feelings, but the diary is too important. Once the research results are obtained, it will promote the development of psychology. If it is returned to us, it will be a loss to all mankind."
I said coldly: "Whether humans suffer losses or not has nothing to do with me. What I want is the diary."
Dr. Tom in the video didn't seem to be listening to me at all, and kept talking to himself. Xie Wanhua continued to translate, "He said that his own actions were shameless and even immoral, but he did it not for himself, but to promote the progress of psychology. For the development of psychology and for all mankind, he had no choice but to be a shameless person for once."
"Damn it, that old guy is acting like a rogue!" I was so angry that I almost burst into curse.
Xie Wanhua said anxiously: "He wants to turn off the video!"
"Tell him to listen to my three sentences!" I shouted angrily, and Xie Wanhua translated it.
Tom spread his hands in a helpless gesture.
I said in a deep voice, "Dr. Xie, tell him that there is witchcraft in the diary in his hand. Now the witchcraft has taken effect. If he doesn't return the diary, he will die without a burial place."
Xie Wanhua translated: "He said he is an atheist and does not believe in witchcraft. He only believes in science."
I stared at Tom in the video: "Aren't you afraid of being haunted by ghosts?"
Tom smiled contemptuously and said, "Are you talking about evil spirits? Although your Eastern magic is mysterious, the West also has the Church. Although I never believe in these things, but since you mentioned witchcraft, I can also tell you frankly that I have a good relationship with many bishops."
Tom sneered and said, "Well, Mr. Wu, I think our conversation has become increasingly boring. I hope we won't have such calls again in the future."
Before Xie Wanhua could say anything, the video went dark. It seemed that the other party had forcibly closed the video.
Xie Wanhua was so angry that she shed tears: "I shouldn't have believed him... I..."
Although Lao Du didn't say a word, his face was extremely gloomy.
I said in a deep voice, "Isn't that old man not afraid of ghosts? Then I'll let him see ghosts."
Xie Wanhua looked at me and asked, "What can you do?"
I nodded and said, "Yes, but it might destroy the pages of the diary in your hands."
Xie Wanhua bit her lip and refused to speak. It seemed that she didn't want me to touch her sister's diary again. But Lao Du said, "Go ahead! Wanqiao's diary must be taken back."
"Then follow my instructions..." I stood up, took out a coffin nail from my backpack, and asked Xie Wanhua for a long sewing needle.
First, use a coffin nail to nail one of the pages of the diary to the table, then connect Xie Wanqiao's hair curse together, tie one end to the nail head, and wrap the other end with a steel needle and pierce it into the other page of the diary.
After I moved the two diaries away from the table, the hair between the coffin nails and the steel needle was stretched into a diagonal line.
I placed three yellow incense sticks side by side between the index and middle fingers of my left hand, then lit the incense with the back of my hand facing upward and the incense heads pointing to the sky. I held the incense in mid-air and drew circles on the mantra from east to west.
Soon, sparks burst out from the incense. After the scattered fire points fell on the back of my hand, a smell of burnt hairs wafted out.
Done!
Whether it is to worship gods or ghosts, the incense should be at the bottom. The incense floating up is a sign of respect. Burning incense on the head is a provocation, which means to force the other party to subdue it, and it is bound to cause the other party to rebound. The yellow incense in my hand began to burst into fire, which is the best proof.
I looked up at Xie Wanhua and said, "Press your left index finger on the coffin nail. I will cut your finger with a knife. Don't worry, I won't cut too deep. I just want a little blood from you. But, don't move until you tell me to move my finger. Do you understand?"
Xie Wanhua nodded and placed her hand on top of the nail head. After I gently pried open Xie Wanhua's fingertips with a dagger, the bright red blood spread along the nail head. After just a moment, the nail head was covered with blood.
Just as Xie Wanhua's blood was about to overflow from around the nail head, a drop of blood flowed from the curse paper to the diary on the table.
I held up Huang Xiang and said solemnly, "Don't move, wait for the blood to flow."
After all, the amount of blood that Xie Wanhua bleed out was too little, and the blood bead only flowed to the middle of the curse and then stopped.
I simply tapped the coffin nails with my dagger, and two drops of blood immediately flowed toward the diary along with the curse...
"Hold still, don't move!" I hit the coffin nails again and again with a dagger, and drops of blood on the nail heads flowed down one by one, continuously flowing towards the diary.
The blood drops that had been scattered along the way spread across the curse and fell onto the diary, and the thin page suddenly became covered with a red blood mist.
In just a moment, the blood mist that was emanating from the vicinity of the steel needle suddenly dissipated and turned into a blood spot that fell on the paper.
I exerted force with two fingers of my left hand and broke the yellow incense into two pieces. As the burning incense heads fell one after another, my eyes were fixed on the flipping incense sticks.
I watched a yellow incense stick flip twice in the air, and the burning incense head fell straight down towards the hair curse. The moment the fire touched the hair curse, which had been stretched straight, broke into two pieces, one on the left and the other on the right.
One part of the curse was like a chopped-off poisonous snake, twisting violently and entwining itself around the coffin nails, while the other part was directly immersed in the blood spots on the diary.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, just bandage the wound!"
Xie Wanhua wrapped the wound and asked, "What did you do just now?"
I explained, "Any spell must be passed through a certain medium to be effective. To put it simply, the spell needs something to be transmitted, either a ghost or an evil spirit."
"If I'm not mistaken, the thing guarding the diary should be classified as an evil spirit. The few pages of the diary in your hand have only taken away a portion of the evil spirit. The vast majority of the evil spirits are still in the original diary."
"Evil spirits are more likely to go berserk than ghosts. Once they go crazy, they will not distinguish between friend and foe and will easily attack the caster. Everything I did just now was to anger the evil spirit. As long as the evil spirit goes crazy, the first person it will go after is that shameless Tom."
Xie Wanhua said worriedly, "If Dr. Tom is killed by the evil spirit, then we will never be able to find the diary again, right?"
I shook my head and said, "There are many kinds of evil spirits, and their ranks are also divided into high and low. The evil spirit in the diary is not of high rank, and it would take some effort to kill Tom. After a few days of torture, I don't believe that Tom will not contact you."
Lao Du said, "Didn't Tom say he knew the bishop? What if he finds someone to break the evil spirit? Wouldn't our efforts be in vain?"
I said in a deep voice, "So, I'm betting that old Tom won't go to the Vatican to get the secrets in the diary."
"Don't be fooled by the old man's high-sounding words, such as for the advancement of medical research and for the benefit of mankind, it's all bullshit. If he really wanted to, he could have taken out the diary and studied it with others. He monopolized the diary, isn't it just to make a name for himself?"
I paused and said, "Although I have never met anyone from the Vatican, I know a little about the Vatican's methods of exorcism. In their eyes, there is no such thing as mercy. Evil spirits must be purified."
"Once Tom finds the Church, the entire diary will be destroyed, and he will get nothing. Do you think someone who wants to be famous so badly will watch the opportunity slip away?"
Xie Wanhua asked, "Are you so sure that Tom will return the diary to us?"
I said in a deep voice: "A man like Tom will never compromise easily. I think he will try to negotiate with us. As long as he is afraid, we have the upper hand."
I looked up at Xie Wanhua: "I think you should be better than me at putting pressure on the other party, right?"
Xie Wanhua nodded and said, "I hope your guess is correct. Sometimes even I can't understand Tom's thoughts."
I didn't want to continue to argue with her on this issue: "It should be daytime in England now, the evil spirits won't come out so quickly, you guys take a rest first, I think we will have the results by tomorrow."
I said to Lao Du, "Go get a folding bed and rest here. I'll help you watch over it."
Although Lao Du and Xie Wanhua slept for a while, it was far from enough for them to recover, and they fell asleep one after another not long after. The two slept for almost another day and night before waking up.
As soon as Xie Wanhua woke up, she stayed by the computer. According to my guess, Tom should be dying. Sure enough, not long after, Tom took the initiative to contact Xie Wanhua. When the other party saw Xie Wanhua, he roared: "Xie Wanhua, what do you want to do?" (To be continued)