Thriller Night Talk

"No, what is on this bracelet is not the Golden Silkworm Gu."

Beiquan smiled and shook his head:

"However, its operating principle is somewhat similar to the Golden Silkworm Gu."

Wei Fuyuan was even more confused:

"Then what exactly is it?"

"Strictly speaking, the biggest similarity between it and the Golden Silkworm Gu is that as long as it is worn on the body, it can improve the owner's luck in a certain aspect, and even achieve the level of wishing."

Beiquan explained:

"It's like Aladdin's lamp, the wishing box, the ape's claws, and so on. There are several movies a year, right?"

Wei Fuyuan frowned:

"But aren't these just movies?"

He glanced suspiciously at the gold bracelet in the jewelry box, "How can there be such a good thing that can come true without paying anything!"

"There is no such thing as a free lunch" is a phrase that everyone can say, but there are always countless people who think that they are the exception, and the pie that falls from the sky just happens to fall on them.

"You are right."

Beiquan smiled and gently touched Wei Fuyuan's face with the hand that took off his glove, and helped him put the slipped bangs behind his ears.

He thought his little boyfriend was really cute.Although his personality is a little reckless and naive, sometimes he is very transparent, and he can often see the crux of the problem clearly.

"There are many kinds of energies attached to these wishing objects, or voodoo spells, or ghosts and ghosts, or even some strong obsessions left on them, but as you said, those good luck Or wishes, often not unconditional."

Beiquan pointed in the direction of the gold bracelet:

"Just like the golden silkworm Gu needs to be fed with the owner's flesh and blood, although I don't know what this gold bracelet can do for the 'owner', it is clear that the 'will' attached to the bracelet feels that it should collect The price is Su Lan's life."

"This……"

Wei Fuyuan took a breath:

"No way, didn't Su Lan just wear it at the wedding? Is it worth her life?"

"Well, it's not clear yet."

Beiquan smiled, "However, since the girl who lent the bracelet to Su Lang disappeared after the wedding day... I guess, she must know what is going on with this gold bracelet... At least, she should know part."

Wei Fuyuan nodded again and again:

"So, now that...named Zhang Yiping, has anyone found it?"

"found it."

Beiquan nodded:

"We'll see her later."

He said, put on his gloves again, and gently picked up the jewelry box from the table:

"Before that, solve Su Lang's problem first."

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"Cough, cough, can you see it?"

Wei Fuyuan held up his phone and waved his hand towards the screen.

"Audible, very clear!"

On the phone, it was Jiang Nan'an's big face enlarged to almost fill the screen, speaking anxiously:

"What should we do next?"

As he spoke, he moved back a little so that Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan could see the situation behind him clearly:

"Xiaolan has been soaking in the water for a long time, can't she stay like this forever?"

Through the camera, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan saw a very messy bathroom.

Su Lang was wearing a wet bath towel and sitting in a pool of strangely colored liquid, her expression was slumped and her lips were pale, she looked really miserable.Meanwhile, Su Lan's eldest sister and brother-in-law stood by the bathtub, chattering about what they were busy with.

Although it is midsummer when the room temperature is close to 32 degrees, if the air conditioner is not turned on, it can make people sweat from the heat.

However, if a person is soaked in water for a long time, the body temperature will still be lost slowly until the freezing is unbearable. In the worst case, they may even fall into hypothermic shock.

Therefore, Jiang Nan'an can only continuously boil hot water and pour it into the bathtub to keep the water temperature at around 37 degrees as much as possible.

It's just that constantly adding water will dilute the material, and Jiang Nan'an is worried that this will reduce the hidden effect. If the "will" on the gold bracelet finds out, he can't handle it alone.

They had no choice but to ask Su Lan's eldest sister for help in the end.

When the eldest sister hurried over with her husband and saw her own sister soaking in a pool of blood and urine in a bathing suit, her eyes went dark and she almost fainted from fright. Jiang Nan'an naturally She also regarded it as a magic stick of unknown origin, copying a broom and trying to fork it out.

As a last resort, Comrade Xiao Jiang performed supernormally, opened his mouth BLABLABLA, mixed truth and falsehood, and made up a lie for them that "we have found a solution with the advice of an expert".

Sister Su didn't believe it at first, but it wasn't until Jiang Nan'an said that Shanmao was their Su family's Baojiaxian that Sister Su restrained her anger.

"You mean, a... lynx?"

Jiang Nan'an nodded like pounding garlic.

Sister Su stared at Jiang Nan'an with a very complicated look that was difficult to explain clearly, and looked him up and down several times:

"Did you... really see a lynx?"

Jiang Nan'an said in his heart that what we saw was just a black shadow, and it was not me but Wei Fuyuan who had seen the real body of Shan Mao.

But these details are not important, it is more important to let the Su family believe him first:

"Yes, it's a lynx!"

Comrade Xiao Jiang said quickly:

"I heard that your Su family has rescued it twice, so it has become your family's baojiaxian!"

The eldest sister of the Su family let out a long sigh of relief, put down the broom in her hand, and believed Jiang Nan'an's words.

She remembered that when she was very young, she once heard about the relationship between the Su family and the bobcats from her grandmother. At that time, she only regarded it as a story and didn't take it to heart at all. She didn't expect to hear it again from an outsider who couldn't get a handle on it today. She almost forgot a clean story.

The eldest sister of the Su family didn't think that her sister told Jiang Nan'an about this at all.

Because the grandmother who told her the story passed away long before Yaomei was born, and their parents were busy with business all day long, and didn't take care of the children, and they seldom even asked about their studies, let alone chatting with the children. These trivial family affairs are over.

So the eldest sister of the Su family called her husband, and the two began to help boil water and prepare more materials. While mixing hot water and adding various messy things, they had to pour diluted cold water into the toilet. They were too busy , just to allow Su Lang to stay longer in the bloody water of the bathtub.

In this way, they lasted for half a day, and finally received Beiquan's remote video support.

"In this way, in order to make the 'will' on the bracelet think that its goal has been achieved, we have to let Su Lan 'die' for the last time."

Beiquan leaned in front of the camera, and Chaoyuan made a "clean cut" gesture at Jiang Nan'an on Yueling Mountain:

"Now I need you to do what I taught you."

Jiang Nan'an looked back at Su Lan who was in the bath, and replied uncertainly:

"But Beiquan, you know...I...well, I learned kung fu from outsiders, and I only know how to recite scriptures..."

He hesitated and asked:

"Are you sure I can do it?"

Beiquan answered very simply: "I'm sure."

He smiled: "Have you ever heard of 'Basic Life'? What I want you to do is similar to this."

Although Jiang Nan'an grew up in Shaolin Temple, he has been studying hard all the time, and he is not a real Buddhist. The few times he had "foreign affairs" experience, he went with his master. They are heretics, and their understanding of nature is very limited.

But even though he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jiang Nan'an had heard of it anyway, "You mean, the kind of 'basic foundation' that makes a fake grave?"

The so-called "building a living foundation" is the method of some Feng Shui masters in the world.

If someone has had a fortune-telling done by an expert and knows in advance that he may encounter a life-threatening bloody disaster in a certain year, he will find a Feng Shui master who can "build the foundation" to resolve it for him.

After receiving the entrustment, Mr. Feng Shui will search for dragon acupuncture points, find a geomantic treasure that matches the victim's fate, dig the Yin acupuncture points, and then find a suitable time to place the next victim's clothes tomb.

In this project, the coffin is sealed for burial, the stele is erected, the earth is piled up, paper is burned to worship, and even the sacrifice of chanting scriptures and weeping spirits, and the resurrection of the first seven souls must be done in a complete set.

In this way, the Yincao Jifu thought that the person concerned had indeed been buried in the ground, so they stopped entanglement, allowing him to escape the catastrophe.

The method sounds simple, but in fact there are many tricks that only Feng Shui masters know. If the catastrophe of the party is too urgent or too difficult to resolve, it is even necessary to knock out a few teeth of the other party, or cut off a part of the body. Only by burying the little finger together in the tomb can one achieve the effect of deceiving the heavens and the sea, deceiving ghosts and gods.

It is precisely because of the harsh conditions and the fact that it is not easy to find a Feng Shui master with this level, so the partial method of "building a life base" is still only exclusive to a very small number of wealthy people, let alone try it by yourself. , I have never even heard the word.

"Yes."

Beiquan said on the phone screen:

"Let's make a double for Su Lang, and let that 'double' be killed by the 'will' on the gold bracelet, so that it won't haunt Su Lang anymore."

Jiang Nan'an's video call was released to the public, and Bei Quan didn't deliberately lower his voice, Su Lan and her eldest brother-in-law who were soaking in the bathtub could hear them clearly.

Beiquan's tone was very relaxed, as if the task he was about to give Jiang Nan'an was as simple as making a boiled egg.

"Master, master!"

The eldest sister of the Su family couldn't hold back any longer, she leaned directly in front of the camera and urged:

"I beg you, then, what kind of substitute, please do it for Su Lan!"

"Sister Su, don't worry, we'll do it now."

Beiquan smiled slightly on the other side of the screen. His handsome face and gentle voice had a kind of reassuring charm, which effectively calmed the anxiety and fear of the eldest sister of the Su family. "Give us 10 minutes."

For the next 10 minutes, Jiang Nan'an was sweating profusely, almost knelt down by Beiquan.

Beiquan first asked him to make a villain out of locust tree branches, then use yellow paper with cinnabar to write a copy of Su Lang's birth date, cut open the wooden man's chest, fold the paper strip into a triangle, and stuff it into the villain's body , and finally sew up the gap with red thread.

"Okay, it's the last step."

Beiquan on the screen smiled slightly, and said softly:

"This last step requires Miss Su Lan's cooperation."