Beiquan's tone was very relaxed.
But Comrade Xiao Jiang has known Beiquan for half a month, and he has a little understanding of him - usually when Beiquan smiles so lightly, what he is about to say next will definitely make people stunned.
Sure enough, Beiquan said:
"Miss Su Lan, please pull out a nail, and then, little Jiang, you will stick the nail on the dummy's chest."
Everyone shouted in unison: "What did you say!?"
Even Wei Fuyuan, who was beside Beiquan, was startled and stared at him with a creepy expression.
"Yes, I need a piece of your fingernail."
Beiquan paused and added word by word, "I mean, a complete, whole piece of nails."
The expressions of the eldest sister of the Su family and her brother-in-law changed completely.
Jiang Nan'an knew that Beiquan was serious, and he must have his own reasons for doing so. At this time, he could only accompany his smiling face and try his best to mediate.
The small bathroom was very chaotic for a while.
Sister Su and her brother-in-law almost stuck in front of the camera, trying to reason with Beiquan about this unacceptable instruction.
Jiang Nan'an worked hard beside him, hoping to make them accept Beiquan's request.
Wei Fuyuan argued with the Su family through the phone screen.
Amidst all the noise, Su Lan, the party involved, was the quietest.
She sat in the dirty, smelly sewage pool, staring at her fingers, without saying a word.
Su Lan is a girl from a small village, and her parents are busy with business, so they seldom care about her.
However, Su Lan has been smart and capable since she was a child, with high emotional intelligence, good looks, and very friendly siblings. She was admitted to Fengxing University from a key middle school in the city all the way.
Only this month, her life was worse than death, and she went through all the shocks and life-and-death trials she could endure.
Su Lan didn't have time to pay attention to her appearance at all when she was frightened and had trouble sleeping and eating every day.
Now, when the expert on the other end of the phone asked her for a nail, Su Lancai finally took a serious look at her hands again after many days.
In just one month, Su Lan has lost a whole lot of weight.
The rapid weight loss made her hands thin and withered, a layer of loose, wrinkled skin wrapped the dry bones, and the diamond-encrusted platinum wedding ring was almost unwearable.
And the manicures she had done carefully before the wedding had long since peeled off, and the nails that had not been trimmed for a long time were pitted and soaked in dirty water for most of the day, and the nails were full of dirt.
Anyone who looks at it will not think that this is the hand of a young woman.
- I don't want to live like this anymore.
In fact, Su Lan had already realized that the origins of Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an were not as simple as they said, and it was no coincidence that they appeared in her home this time.
But they were the only people Su Lan met who could really help, and it would be no exaggeration to say they were "life-saving straws".
- As long as it all ends...
Thinking of this, Su Lan gritted her teeth.
-I'm willing to do anything as long as it ends!
"what!!"
There was a scream from the bathroom.
This voice was so shrill that it instantly overwhelmed everyone's arguments.
Jiang Nan'an, the eldest sister of the Su family, and her brother-in-law turned back together, and saw Su Lan bent down and held her hand, whimpering in her mouth, which seemed to be in extreme pain.
The three hurried over.
Su Lan covered his left hand with his right hand, and blood gurgled out between his fingers.
"Little Lan!"
The eldest sister of the Su family cried out: "What are you doing!?"
Su Lan didn't answer because she was too in pain to speak.
She let go of her bloody left hand, stretched her right hand to her lips with all her might, took off a piece of fingernail that she was holding, and handed it to Jiang Nan'an.
It was a piece of little fingernail, pulled by the roots, with blood dripping from the end.
I don't know how determined the girl was to be so cruel to herself, she actually pulled out one of her nails with her teeth.
Jiang Nan'an swallowed and held the nail, not knowing what to say for a while.
Su Lan raised her head, her eyes were wet, her eyes were dripping with cold sweat, her lips were pale, and she asked tremblingly:
"This, this... is it alright?"
Jiang Nan'an quickly returned to his senses, carefully pinched his bloody nails, held them up in front of the camera, and asked anxiously:
"What's next?"
Beiquan replaced Wei Fuyuan, who was arguing with him just now, and appeared on the screen:
"Little Jiang, you go out with the wood and nails and stay in the living room."
He paused, then said:
"Miss Su Lan, please immerse yourself in the bathtub in three minutes, without showing your head or face, and try to stay underwater for as long as possible."
Su Lan had just bitten off a piece of her fingernail herself and had a wound on her hand. At this time, asking her to soak her wound into the dirty blood water was really a bit of a tough guy.
But Su Lan had already made up her mind.
She endured the pain, her voice weak, but her tone was firm:
"… it is good."
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After the uproar just now, Su Lan's living room was a mess, as if a typhoon was passing through. The sofa was overturned, the coffee table was broken, the chandelier was curled up on the floor, the lamp was torn apart, and the glass was shattered all over the floor.
Jiang Nan'an held the mobile phone in one hand, followed Beiquan's instructions, carefully walked through the debris, and placed the wooden dummy against the wall next to a two-meter-high cabinet.
After getting ready, Jiang Nan'an turned around and stared at the wooden door of the bathroom for a moment.
"Dong dong."
There were two short knocks from the inside.
This is the secret code he made with Su Lan.
Once Su Lan completely immersed herself in the water, Sister Su would knock on the door twice in a row.
Jiang Nan'an quickly put his fingernails on the little wooden man's chest, and he used a 100-meter sprint speed, neatly jumped over the obstacles on the ground, and rushed to the bathroom door in one breath.
They didn't wait long.
Jiang Nan'an counted for thirty seconds in his heart, when the cabinet next to the villain suddenly moved.
It was as if an invisible person pushed against the wall, the cabinet slanted to the side at a completely abnormal angle, and landed on the little wooden man.
At the same time, Beiquan, who was far away in Fengxing City, stretched out his hand and patted the long-written spell on the bracelet.
"bump!"
"It's stuck!"
In the two mobile phones, the two voices almost overlapped.
The standing cabinet smashed the wooden figure, and the Dongzhu inlaid on the bracelet was split in half under the impact of the spell.
Almost at this moment, Jiang Nan'an felt like an invisible wind, or some kind of force, swept past his cheek.
"bump!"
A window glass that was only three steps away from Jiang Nan'an suddenly burst, and the broken glass was blown out two meters away and fell into the courtyard outside the house.
Jiang Nan'an was shocked and turned around.
The window glass turned out to be blasted from the inside to the outside, as if a "person" had just broken through the window.
"Okay, little Jiang, it's resolved."
Beiquan's laughing voice came from the other end of the phone, "You can ask Miss Su Lan to get out of the bathtub, there will be no more danger."
Jiang Nan'an subconsciously touched his face.
The feeling of being scratched by an invisible force just now was so vivid that he had goosebumps all over.
"okay."
He looked at the screen and twitched the corners of his mouth reluctantly, still feeling uneasy, "Are you sure... Are you really okay?"
As far as the mighty force he experienced just now, Jiang Nan'an asked himself, if the "will" on the golden bracelet came back, he would have no confidence that he could protect Su Lan by himself.
"rest assured."
Beiquan assured:
"'It' has completed its 'mission', and the bracelet that held it has been destroyed. 'It' is equivalent to freedom and will not come back."
Jiang Nan'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Remember to tell Su Lan that you must donate a golden body to the statue of the girl in the Yueniangniang Temple on the mountain."
Before hanging up the video call, Wei Fuyuan also specifically warned:
"That's her family's Bao Jiaxian!"
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Wei Fuyuan put the phone back in his coat pocket, and when he turned to look at Beiquan, he saw that he picked up the gold bracelet on the table, put it back into the black velvet jewelry box, and closed the lid.
He noticed that Beiquan did not wear gloves when he touched the gold bracelet, indicating that the bracelet should be no problem.
"I don't think this bracelet is too difficult to deal with."
Wei Fuyuan pouted:
"It's done with just one talisman!"
Beiquan was a little amused.
"Actually, this is because Xiao Jiang cooperates well with us."
He patiently explained to his little boyfriend:
"To get this done, two conditions must be met: First, the 'will' on the gold bracelet feels that it has killed Su Lan and fulfilled its mission; When the bracelet is attached, the bracelet can be broken by me so easily."
Beiquan smiled and spread out his hands:
"If Su Lan is not 'dead', then even if the bracelet is damaged, it will continue to haunt Su Lan until it completes the task; and if we are not fast enough, we will wait for the 'will' to return to the bracelet before trying to destroy it. It's at least ten times more difficult."
"I see."
Wei Fuyuan suddenly realized, and silently felt 120,000 points of admiration for Beiquan's ability to take three steps and calculate everything in advance.
"When you received my call, you already knew what this bracelet was?"
Beiquan smiled:
"I just have a rough guess."
He put the jewelry box in his pocket and said in a voice almost to himself:
"It's very similar to anything I've met before..."
Beiquan said something vaguely, but Wei Fuyuan couldn't hear it clearly.
He leaned close to Beiquan, almost face to face, "What did you say?"
Beiquan didn't repeat what he just said, but turned his head and pecked on Wei Fuyuan's earlobe, changing the subject in a second.
"Okay, it's time to return the bracelet to its original owner."
Saying that, Beiquan blinked at Wei Fuyuan:
"Let's find Zhang Yiping."