Monday, October 4th, 10:52 midnight.
Wei's father, Wei's mother, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were sitting on the sofa on the east side of the master bedroom, silently waiting for the arrival of Zi Shi.
No one spoke, and the room was extraordinarily quiet, except for the faint and regular humming of the air-conditioning when it was running.
The atmosphere at the scene seemed strange for no reason.
"North, Beiquan."
Finally, Dad Wei couldn't stand the silence anymore, and took the initiative to say:
"This, this is true, is it alright?"
Although he tried his best to appear calm and calm in front of a junior who was nearly thirty years younger than him, the unconscious stammering and the undisguised vibrato in the ending still betrayed his true state of mind.
Indeed, no matter who it is, in the middle of the night with a paper figurine—or a paper figurine made according to his own appearance in the same room, it is difficult to maintain the calmness of the eight winds, not to mention, the person involved knows that he is very It's about to "go to hell".
When talking, Dad Wei's eyes always drifted to the big bed in the center of the room.
At this moment, on the double bed that he and his wife sleep every night, a dummy made of paper is lying there.
This paper figurine was made overnight by a paper tie shop near the funeral parlor at a high cost to Wei's mother.
At that time, when Wei's mother came to the door with Wei's father's photo, and asked the master to tie it as much as possible according to the photo, the other party was so frightened that he even said that he couldn't do it. Madam, you are too wicked. I can't take this order from you!
No way, Wei's mother had to show her eloquence in the business field, know it with affection and reason, and repeatedly ensured that it was only for disaster relief, and then poured out a lot of cash. Make a paper figurine that looks like Dad Wei.
Perhaps it was the master craftsman who claimed to have been in the business for 30 years. His craftsmanship was so good that this paper figure was so lifelike.
Obviously the materials are only the roughest West Bamboo strips and thin oil paper, but I can see the feeling of the six or seven quarterback dad himself from the facial contour and facial features of the paper figure.
This is quite the uncanny valley effect.
When Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan put the paper figurine on the big bed and put it into a lying posture, Wei's father's legs softened, and he almost didn't kneel on the spot.
While cursing Wang Daochang's wicked and smoking man, he swears in his heart that he can't even ask for a full set of mattress, quilt, and pillow. Yes, throw as far as possible!
In short, no matter how frightened Dad Wei was, Beiquan's plan continued in an orderly manner.
According to Beiquan's analysis, the reason why Wang Daochang did so many things in such a roundabout way is to pass on some difficult spells or evil things to Wei Dad.
"Your house has been manipulated."
Yesterday, Beiquan, Wei's father, Wei's mother, and Wei Fuyuan carefully studied a certain detail of the mansion.
"look here."
Beiquan led the three to the door, then pointed to the two golden wood trims beside the door and said, "This thing is the 'game' set up by Wang Daochang in your home."
When Dad Wei and Mom Wei heard the words, they frowned and squatted down to study it carefully.
Those are two wooden decorative trims with exquisite workmanship, with a light copper coin-shaped relief on the surface, and then painted with champagne-colored matte lacquer, showing a soft pale gold under the light, extravagant and delicate, It is a highlight of the floor.
The two golden edges are symmetrical on the left and right, subtly bypassing all furniture and cabinets, extending from the door to the escalator at the rear of the living room.
When decorating the villa at that time, Wang Daochang also specially explained the role of the two gold borders to Wei's father and Wei's mother: one is to look good, and the other is to gather wealth, implying that money is paving the way and money is coming.
Wei's father and Wei's mother were very satisfied when they saw the design effect. They praised Wang Dao Changguo as a really good person, and even improved the feng shui of the house, which is very ingenious.
They never imagined that this "ingenuity" actually concealed a murderous conspiracy.
"This, is this true?"
Dad Wei took a step back, and when he looked at the two delicate wood trims, he already seemed to be looking at a beast. "Just these two wood trims can actually kill people?"
"of course it's true."
Beiquan smiled, took out a small knife from the suitcase, and pried open a piece of wood trim beside the door in front of the second old man.
Then he snapped the brittle and thin wooden board and turned the broken piece over, "Please look here."
"hiss!"
Wei's father and Wei's mother took a breath of air together.
They saw that the back of the board was finely brushed with a layer of gray-white paint, and the paint was covered with bizarre words that they could not recognize at all in black paint.
- I can't see the tricks, the second old man has lived to this age in vain!
Dad and Mom called out in unison, "What the hell is this!?"
Beiquan smiled and signaled them not to panic.
"It's just ordinary gypsum powder that's brushed behind the board, but the gypsum powder is mixed with some yin-heavy materials."
Although Dad and Mom Wei didn't know what "materials with heavy yin" were, but just by hearing the name, he knew that it was definitely not something serious that should be put in the living room of the living.
"As for the words written on it, they are runes for ghosts and evil spirits. So, this is a 'ghost way'."
Beiquan went on to explain:
"All in all, you can understand that these two wood trims are equivalent to the 'blind path' of filthy things. When they enter the villa, they only need to follow this 'ghost path' specially created for them. Okay."
Having said that, Beiquan paused.
"You have similar gold trim on both sides of your escalator..."
He made a "walking" gesture with two fingers:
"Actually, those two golden edges extend all the way into your bedroom, don't they?"
Wei's father and Wei's mother: "!!"
-Someone has built a "ghost path" in their own home, and they have also spread it all the way into their own room!
- So it is very likely that I sleep with ghosts every night, and I have been sleeping like this for more than seven years!
Just thinking of this, the two elders suddenly turned black, and they didn't pass over by supporting each other on the spot.
"I ￥@#￥!"
When he was angry to the limit, Dad Wei was no longer afraid.
He jumped three feet high, scolded and grabbed the long-handled umbrella at the entrance, and wanted to rush out to find Wang Daochang desperately, and beat the demon Dao to the rest of his life and couldn't take care of himself.
Wei Fuyuan was quick-witted, grabbed his father's arm and dragged him back.
"Dad, don't get excited!"
Wei Fuyuan was very strong, and easily subdued the mad Wei Dad.
"Slapping someone won't solve the problem, but it will startle the snake and arouse the other party's vigilance!"
With that said, he turned to look at Beiquan, "Let's hear what Beiquan has to say first!"
"don’t worry."
Beiquan also answered at the right time, "This 'ghost path' in your house should not have been used so far."
Dad Wei stopped struggling and turned to look at Beiquan, "What do you mean?"
Beiquan stood outside the door and pointed in the direction of the courtyard:
"I guess, Chief Daoist Wang has arranged some spells or spiritual objects at the gate of the courtyard to ward off evil spirits and keep the house, so that the 'outer ghosts' cannot enter the yard, and naturally cannot enter the house, so they can't walk the 'ghost way'."
Mom and Dad breathed a sigh of relief.
But at the same time, they were also very puzzled: "Since it's not for the ghosts outside to come in and harass us, why would he engage in this 'ghost way' in our house?"
Beiquan replied with a smile, "Of course it's because the Daoist Wang wants to send a certain 'thing' to your house."
Dad Wei shuddered, "Yes, what's something'?"
"do not know."
Beiquan smiled and shook his head, "But since he can use such a method, there are only two reasons. One is that he is entangled by some powerful evil, and he is unable to get rid of it, so he can only think of a way to attract this misfortune."
At this time, Mother Wei heard something unreasonable, "But this house was built more than seven years ago, if the demon was to get rid of some 'thing', it took seven years, and it's only now. , isn't it a bit unreasonable?"
"That's right."
Beiquan smiled and nodded, "So I prefer the second guess."
He raised a finger and shook it slightly.
"That Taoist priest wanted to 'raise' something very powerful and dangerous, but he was afraid of backlash, so he never dared to implement his plan."
Beiquan smiled slightly, his voice soft, but his words had the effect of making the hair stand on end:
"It wasn't until he took care of the house feng shui for you that he thought of this solution to 'backlash'—that is, to pass on 'backlash' to your home."
Wei's father and Wei's mother: "..."
The two looked at each other, and both saw the same fear in each other's eyes.
As a small and well-known industrialist in Fengxing City, the couple who have been in the business circle for many years, of course, have not listened to those messy rumors that are hard to distinguish between true and false.
What kind of raising little devils, please be partial to gods, and credit Jinchan, this fairy or that god, as long as it can be related to "making a fortune", even dead bodies or coffins will dare to move home.
Of course, there are many "things" to "please" go home, and it is inevitable that there will be times when the host can't hold back.
Moreover, it is said that many "things" will "grow up", and when they reach a certain level, they will start to "toss", ranging from unrest in the house and destruction of the family, and the consequences can be very serious.
Wei's father and Wei's mother made a fortune with their own business acumen. Of course, they disdain such partial means, but they have never eaten pork and have seen a pig run. After Beiquan reminded him, he immediately linked the matter to the rumors he had heard of. together, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
"Then what should we do?"
Dad Wei was about to cry, "Should I let someone take this 'ghost way' down now?"
"No, this can only cure the symptoms, not the root cause."
Beiquan shook his head:
"Wang Daochang has already set his sights on your family. If you can't completely solve this matter this time, you will have to guard against thieves for thousands of days in the future - I'm afraid it will be impossible to guard against."