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Text Chapter 210. [Case 23] Goodbye Situ

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    During this period, I just sat with this man, basically saying nothing, watching the sky get darker little by little. He was waiting for me to let him go, but I was waiting for Hu Zongren  Call me to tell me that Uncle Liang has woken up.  Most of the things I brought out from Uncle Liang's house were on my person, except for those coins worth nearly one thousand yuan, and in that pile of coins, I only took the coin specially used by the White Lotus Sect.  So I took out the coin and said to the man, why was this coin placed in Uncle Liang¡¯s piggy bank in the first place? Were you the one who cast the curse at that time?  Looking at the coin in my hand, the man was surprised at first, and then said with a faint smile, you two young people are really not ordinary characters. You have found such a secret thing.  I said with some pride that this is the advantage of my profession. No matter how many tricks there are, they must be implemented in the end. I have a compass for psychic detection, so I can easily find something related to the supernatural.  A psychic compass?  he asked with some confusion.  So I briefly told him about the structure of my sect and our development and inheritance among the people for thousands of years.  After hearing this, he even nodded in approval and said that although he is older than us, his skills may not be as good as ours. If all the metaphysicians in the world can unite as one, we can change a lot of things.  I nodded, and then he told me that he had put the coin in that day. The purpose of the coin's existence was because the piggy bank originally had only one entrance. If the plug at the bottom was not opened, it would be in a state where it could only enter but not exit.  Therefore, this method can make the relationship between the ghost hand and the White Lotus Sect always have a single line of connection in that room.  He told me that before the temple fair, they had already visited the site in advance, and when Uncle Liang was not at home one day, they had done everything at his house in advance.  The ghost hand had already been summoned early in the morning, but Uncle Liang himself had not noticed it, and the metal lotus was quietly placed under Uncle Liang's pillow from the beginning. It was after the spell started that Uncle Liang had convulsions.  When he was feeling sleepy, he took out lotus flowers and stuffed them into his mouth when no one else was watching.  I was very surprised. As a member of the witchcraft family, I have encountered many more spells than Hu Zongren, because the creators of many spells were originally figures from many branches of the witchcraft family.  Any spell must go through a preparation process, and then if it is triggered by something, the spell will always exist unless someone breaks the spell, or the person who cast the spell removes it himself.  The White Lotus Sect is a relatively complex religion, because many people have some other skills before joining this organization.  Therefore, after thousands of years of mixing and interweaving, the spells have also developed more and more mysteriously. In addition, most of the impressions of this sect left in the hearts of the world are actually not very good. It will be somewhat related to the cult, even though I know it myself.  Some of the White Lotus believers themselves are very gentle people, but I also have such a prejudice that I have never dared to have close friendship with them for many years.  So I asked the man. It was said that Uncle Liang suddenly had a convulsion while eating with his daughter. How did you trigger this spell?  The man smiled proudly and said, "It seems that you still haven't been able to find some things. We also hid things where the old man ate, but how could ordinary people find them?"  After saying that, he still laughed a little proudly while holding his stomach.  I didn¡¯t say anything, but silently took out the portrait with the four characters written on it from my bag, and then asked him, is this the painting you are talking about?  I couldn¡¯t hold back my laughter at the time, but when I saw the man¡¯s expression, I couldn¡¯t hold back my laughter.  He looked very panicked and asked me stammeringly, why did you still find this painting when it was so secretly hidden?  And this is just an ordinary portrait. Even if you know how to detect spirits, there is nothing on this painting. How can you find it?  I shook my head and said with a smile, in short, I found it, you must accept this.  Of course I would not tell him that we found this painting by accident because we accidentally bumped the calendar while running away in a very embarrassed manner.  So I asked this man, can you tell me, the person in this portrait is neither the God of Thunder nor Lei Zhenzi, who is he, and why is he holding something we have never seen before?  He told me that he didn¡¯t know either. Everyone knew Lei Zhenzi. When he saw this portrait, he once wondered why Lei Zhenzi was holding something different from usual, but he didn¡¯t ask anyone.  , but after pasting it, I wrote the four characters "Neng Wen Neng Wu", which was also done according to the instructions.  We sat together and talked about this. Time had passed for a while. It was already dark. There were already few people near the Heshen Temple. As a result, almost no one passed by here.  The man knew that I would not let him go, so he never asked. It was not until about 9 o'clock in the evening that I received a call from Hu Zongren, saying that Uncle Liang had woken up and had been waiting for him.He drank some water and the house was completely clean. He also took advantage of this time to check and found nothing suspicious. Now Uncle Liang's daughter is taking care of him. Let's take care of this matter.  That¡¯s it.  Then Hu Zongren asked me, is that man still with you?  I say yes.  Hu Zongren asked me if he was feeling better?  I said it shouldn't be a big problem.  Hu Zongren said, okay, come and find me now. Let¡¯s leave here first and then find a place to eat.  Then Hu Zongren added that if we make an appointment with Situ for dinner, it would be better for us to talk about some things in person.  So I agreed to Hu Zongren.  Although I think there are still many things that I have not understood about this man, I can imagine that he should be one of the several masters at the temple fair at that time, and he must have been one of the four people living in that room at that time.  Since Hu Zongren offered to talk to Situ, and Hu Zongren had been staying with Uncle Liang during this period, including his winking expression when he left, I decided to do as he said first.  After hanging up the phone, I stood up, then helped the man up, and said to him, "Master, I won't ask for your name anymore. We probably won't meet again. There are a lot of things going on today."  Offended, now the matter has been resolved, you are a man of your word.  Just leave now.  The man probably didn't expect that I would let him go. After wondering for a while, he said to me, "You should go on your own. I want to stay here for a while."  I picked up the camera he put on the ground, pulled out the memory card inside, and raised my hand to him, meaning I had to take this card with me.  He nodded, then staggered to Maitreya Buddha, knelt down with a plop, and never looked back.  So I took advantage of this time to leave the Heshen Temple. I tried my best to choose a small road, because there were fewer people on the small road, and it was easier for people to follow the main road.  Soon I met Hu Zongren, and before we had time to talk in detail on the road, we started to return to the place where we parked before.  As soon as we got in the car, Situ called us and asked where we were. I said we would rush to your place now. We haven't eaten yet. If you find it troublesome, go downstairs and book a private room for us.  Talk while eating.  Situ agreed, and I drove fast towards his home.  Hu Zongren told me on the way that Uncle Liang felt thirsty after he woke up and kept asking for water. He looked completely different from what we saw before.  I said it makes a big difference, but he is still an old man.  Hu Zongren said that was different. When he was haunted by ghosts, he behaved very strangely, but after he woke up, although he was much weaker, he could at least tell that he was a normal person at a glance.  Hu Zongren said that when he entered the house to break the curse, he paid special attention to the meals I left inside before. Because before I had time to feed him, I was so scared that I ran out.  But when Hu Zongren saw it, he found that the food had been completely eaten and even placed beside the bed. Sister Liang had not entered the room, so the old man ate the meal himself.  Hu Zongren used his expression to express how incredible he felt at the time.  I asked Hu Zongren, does Uncle Liang still remember what happened in the past half month?  Hu Zongren said that he had also asked about this, but Uncle Liang said that he seemed to be drunk and had many strange dreams, but he could not remember what he was dreaming about.  Anyway, sooner or later he would know what happened during this period, so Hu Zongren did not explain it to him face to face, but kept it secret for as long as he could.  Hu Zongren then said that this kind of ghost disease caused by a curse is very different from ordinary ghosts. If the old man doesn't remember it, it may not be a good thing.  I said yes, at least our original intention was to save people, and now that our goal has been achieved, we can put this grudge with the White Lotus Sect and Xuanyuan Society in the open. This is actually a good thing, as it saves others from using knives behind their backs.  If we are caught off guard, we will be exhausted.  Soon we arrived downstairs from Situ. In this restaurant that we had visited many times, Hu Zongren and I were recognized by several waiters with familiar faces when we came in and out. Situ always liked to reserve the private room at the back because it was there.  The quietest and the largest place.  As soon as we entered the door, Tiesongzi called us in a sharp voice and asked us to stand still. After saying this, he started to search our bodies.  We have known for a long time that Master Tiesongzi has some unique habits, so this process made Hu Zongren and I very uncomfortable.  Hu Zongren yelled several times, "You damn old man, where are you touching?"  Ouch!  No touching anywhere!  As a result, our resistance was rewarded by Master Tiesongzi's scolding, "You two brats, I am here to help you check whether you have brought anything back!"  Hu Zongren asked in confusion, what is it?  Master Tiesongzi sat lazily on the chair and said, of course it is a ghost!
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