Chapter 21: Uncle Debt Collector
Officer Ouyang pulled me and persuaded me to say Lu Zuo, don't be too angry.
There are words he did not say, but the subtext is: don't be too serious, as for?
I shook my head, staring at the security chief and the security guard lying on the ground, gently, but firmly said: "In this world, many things are not measured standards, such as professional ethics, black is white, white said black, anyway, no one knows, and will not be punished, so when the conscience of the numbness, it will be stolen. But I'll tell you this, but whoever tells a lie in front of me today will surely have sores on his mouth and tongue, tattoos and pains in his chest and abdomen, swelling, and finally bleed to death from seven holes - surely, God bears witness."
I said viciously, the two of them on the contrary, more do not care, straight thought that I was betting and swearing.
Back in the room, Officer Ouyang, they took some evidence, took pictures, collected the residue, after a while, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Lu Zuo, don't worry, you helped us last time, this time I'm going to do everything I can to solve the case and help you get back the lost property! But you don't care too much, from the point of view of your reported lost property, the total loss is not more than 10,000 dollars, don't worry ...... too much, remember to lose your bank card phone!" He finished, took their people to close the team.
I froze and sat on the sofa, looking at the black screen TV.
I can not say what is the most important thing I lost, if I can, with all my property to exchange can be - property lost, with my contacts and experience, it does not take long to be able to earn back, and Duo lost ...... I do not know how to explain my relationship with this Little ghost head of the relationship, every night I come back from work, there will always be such a "person" waiting for me, clumsy housework, make me laugh, no matter how busy, I will play a game with her, she is very good, hardworking, cleaning meticulously, and sometimes silly, at first glance, feel eerie, but very lovely, like the most pure water of the heavenly lake. Pure water of the heavenly lake.
Even if she is a ghost, she is pure and flawless.
In just a month or so, I already felt that my life was closely related to hers. That year I was already 22 years old, long suffering, indifferent life suddenly more than a small thing, all of a sudden, touching the softest place in their hearts.
I think this is the so-called father-daughter love, right?
However, happiness comes too fast and goes in a hurry. She suddenly disappeared, silently, without a trace. It was as if my heart was gripped by a great dark fear, and breathless sadness spread with every beat.
I thought carefully, which son of a bitch took Duo away?
Was it really a vermin? Obviously this is the most unlikely, the theft of time and flies to help, silent with the ghosts, all the locks in front of him all into a pose, my study turned into a mess, the key is, he not only took the money in the safe, but also my desk the most unattractive porcelain pots dolls to take away ......
If it is not a vermin, then, will it be ...... Xiao Keming? This hairy little Taoist, cheating food and drink, nothing but also old towards the foot-washing city, nightclubs run, he knows some spells, and to my falsehood roughly understand, if it is his hand, to duo duo's safety to blackmail me to pay him meat money, is not impossible;
In addition to Xiao Keming, I suddenly remembered another person.
Xiao Mei told me at noon about a person, ugly looking, old and ugly kind, wearing a pair of lapel coats, squatting on the shoulders of a vicious monkey, and came to me in the afternoon, saying that he was a relative of our family ...... Where would my family have a relative who keeps monkeys? So connected, my heart is about to pop out, and quickly called Xiao Mei.
She probably waited for me to hear the ringtone twice, before answering the phone, voice lethargic, impatient, depressed and asked me what is wrong, what is the matter? She is probably still for the noon thing in a small temper, words some upset, I do not care about these, directly asked the guy who claimed to be a relative of my family, when was the afternoon to go to the store. Xiao Mei recalled for a while, said it was almost around three o'clock. My heart sank and I said who told him my home address, she said it was her, what happened?
I cursed fuck and hung up the phone.
I sat down limply on the couch and looked up at the ceiling, endless fatigue bubbling up from the bottom of my heart.
Such a man, bullish to the point of being able to command flies to obscure his monitor, had come inside my house to rummage around, obviously not for a measly seven thousand dollars or so and a few passbooks and bank cards that couldn't be withdrawn. And what did I have to offer him? I wiggled my fingers and counted, in the eyes of such a person, my most valuable things are no more than three: the Golden Silkworm Compass, Duo Duo, and the Twelve Methods of Suppressing Mountains that my grandmother left for me.
These three things, I have been seen and known by others, as far as value is concerned, Duo Duo is obviously the most useless to him - as long as there is ruthlessness, so that the brat he wants to refine ten refining ten, refining a hundred on a hundred, and no great use; Golden Silkworm Compass in fact also good to refining, difficult to practice is this Golden Silkworm Compass on my body, which is the life of the compulsion, warmed up for several decades. It's my grandmother's whole life, and I don't know how many materials, poisonous insects and herbs have been used up, and it's the only one of its kind, and there's no other, but this fat worm has already hooked up with me, and it's not useful for that person to take it;
Then, the only thing that would attract covetousness would be the broken book I burned.
I remembered my grandmother gave me the words of the explanation: you do not have the ability to protect that thing, take is to cause trouble, I do not know the day, there will be a wronged ghost door to demand debt, burned without attachment.
This ...... is the so-called wrongdoing ghosts at the door, right? Just, this is which way of the wrongdoing ghosts? The first thing I did was to think of Granny Luo who died a few days ago, although her death was not caused by me, but other people don t think so, at least ...... I remembered the resentful eyes of the teenager called Qing Saeko, at least, he didn t think that way.
Other than that, who else is there?
I was indignant, and my heart raged with anger at the mysterious, air-like enemy.
But, since he had something to offer, he would have to contact me eventually.
Ghosts come to the door after all.
That night, after I lost my bank cards one after another, I checked my computer and hid all the files, and that carry-on mp4 gave me deleted information and threw it aside. I first silently recited the true words and prayed for the missing Duo, and then carefully recalled in my mind the process of the spell fight in the twelve magic doors.
I had never been so eager to be strong in that moment.
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The next morning, the ringing of my cell phone woke me up, and I jumped up from the couch in shock.
Looking at the caller ID, it was Boss Gu Xianxiong Gu, I picked up, and after saying a few pleasantries to me, he asked bluntly, "Xiao Lu, do you know some Feng Shui sorcery?" I jumped in my heart and asked strangely boss why are you asking that? Seeing that I wasn't going to say anything directly, he asked me what I was looking for the Ten Year Soul Restoring Grass for. I said a friend asked me for it, you have a wide range of contacts, so I begged on your door.
Gu boss said bullshit, you this guy is still hiding quite tight, you do not know it, the boss of your neighborhood property management company is my friend, I know. My eyebrows jumped, thinking this that night I did make a big splash, the property company also has a lot of people saw it, can not hide it. So I had to nod my head and admit it.
Boss Gu did not care about my concealment, he asked me how is your Taoism? I said just average, our place is a minority area, there are elders in the family understand these, so I learned a little. He said where are your elders? I said my grandmother had just died. He said that you have to grieve ah, and then asked me here have a little thing to find you help, you see if you have time to come over to see it?
I said, "Is it urgent? I happen to have a little thing to deal with here, not work, but that.
He was silent for a moment, said also okay, you have to be busy beforehand, Gu here can be up to the middle of November at the latest, you have to promise, I will turn goodbye to people. I asked what is the matter? He said that a friend's child is sick, some people say that it is haunted by ghosts, was under the head, and now looking around for people who will, this aspect do you understand?
Headfall is a kind of witchcraft prevalent in the South Pacific region, with the Central Plains circulated Maoshan magic book, Southwest witchcraft is a nature of the horror of weird, it is roughly divided into three kinds of spirit drop, compulsion drop and mixed drop in Southeast Asia is a household name, very prevalent. I have the Golden Silkworm Compass, so if I were to be compelled to descend, I would still be able to have some effect. Boss Gu is my bole, life path seniors, I have always respected him, and do not want to cheat, so I told him that if the compulsion to descend, I can see.
He said well, your things are finished, call me, then I will pick you up to Hong Kong. After a pause, he said you asked me to look for ten years of soul-returning grass has news, zh Jiangcheng side of a friend in the hands of my description of similar things, then take me to see, is not the kind I want.
This is the only good news I have heard in the past few days, let my heart light up, and quickly said thank you. Boss Gu said you help me and I help you, people in this life is not to help each other, right? I quickly said yes. At this time there is another call forwarded in, unfamiliar number, I said goodbye to the boss Gu hurriedly, the phone connected.
The phone began to be a burst of silence, death-like silence let my heart a little heavy up, there is the sound of breathing, long and long. After almost more than ten seconds, a man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you Long Lao Lan's grandson Lu Zuo?"
I said yes, there was a different accent in his voice, not the Miao or Dong accent, I was not familiar with it.
He said again, "Is it you who took the Twelve Methods of Suppressing Mountains?"
I asked how did you know?
He laughed out loud and said, "It was your uncle who said that after your grandmother died the old mansion and the homestead were left to him, and just that broken book alone, was given to you."
I said well, sort of I took it, why, who are you to ask?
He smiled grimly and said it was his and he was going to take it and take the debt that belonged to him.
I said who are you ah you, you say it is your is your, I fucking poke in the earth for so many years, but also dare not amplify the words to say that this earth is my. He has been laughing, this kind of laughter is the kind of "everything in control" laughter, after a while, he said faintly: "Lu Zuo, I want to kill you, is a matter of minutes, I heard your uncle say that you were dragon old orchid under a worm, is the life of the golden silkworm compulsion, right? But you think you can resist me with that? Young man, you are too naive, aren't you? How big is this world, you'd better go for a walk someday when you're free, or else you'll be like a toad inside a puddle well, not knowing the depths."
I grunted and said I don't need to be lectured by a guy like you who hides his head.
He said, "I want to talk about seniority, or your uncle kid. I'm here this time to get back my grandpa Luo XVIII's dao collection notes and reopen the mountain gate. I visited your home yesterday and took some money for the journey, as well as a Gourmand boy in a jar. You are also a good eye, choosing such a Gu Man Tong with many blessings and fortunes to raise ...... But so what? Cut the crap, give me the scriptures and I'll give you the Guman Tong, or else I'll give this Guman Tong to my good monkey to eat, and then I'll beat you to death, which will be considered cleaning up my master's division for my master!" My heart and lungs are bursting - this is "sitting at home, trouble comes from the sky", I do not know which pimple inside the emergence of such a person, hard to say that my uncle, posing as an elder not to mention, but also want to rob up the grandma left me the door to the law. Fortunately, my grandmother dreamed that this scripture can not be retained, let me burn it, really insightful ah.
Another, my computer actually still have some photocopies of the browsing records, but unfortunately, he rummaged through the study, bedroom also overturned the sky, but did not think to open the study computer to look at it - this is considered a misunderstanding of the thinking, or "uneducated really terrible"? I had all sorts of thoughts turning in my mind, only to hear him say, "Have you thought about it?"
I said one hand to hand over the book, one hand to hand over the porcelain pot!
He said well, I warned him if I raised that little kid half a problem, beware of nothing. He also laughed, said if you out of any flowery intestines, not to mention this Gourmand boy, is you, I will train you into a ghost, do you believe.
I said yes, and then talked to him about how to trade. I secretly cursed in my heart: I believe you mother!
