"It wasn't like this last time," said Long Yumei's younger brother, "Seven or eight years ago, when my mother was in a miasma, all the villagers in the village knew about Long Songlin's family, and they were very enthusiastic about him, and they seemed to respect him very much. After the treatment, my sister and I walked around the village, and almost every family would let us go in and sit, bring pastries and make sugar water for us to eat, and said that Master Long was the savior of the whole village, a guardian saint or something. ”

Huang Chengcheng said: "Since this is the case, why is it not like that at all now? Could it be that there was an accident?" The two of them guessed here, and naturally they didn't dare to ask Long Songlin directly. Huang Chengcheng was very curious and went out to inquire about the villagers, but as soon as the villagers heard that they were asking Long Songlin about it, they all turned around and left, running faster than a rabbit.

Since he couldn't inquire, Huang Chengcheng had no choice but to give up. Long Yumei's younger brother still has to study, and he didn't stay for a few days before going back to Guangdong school, Huang Chengcheng said because he felt guilty, so he said that he could stay for a while longer, and also help Long Songlin take care of Long Yumei. Long Songlin agreed without much thought, and asked about the relationship between the two, Huang Chengcheng lied that he had also been fooled into the "Health International" company before, and met Long Yumei, he liked Long Yumei very much, and later quit the pyramid scheme organization, and persuaded her to leave many times, but at that time, Long Yumei had been completely brainwashed, and she wanted to make a lot of money to send her younger brother to study abroad, and she didn't want to leave, but she didn't expect this to happen later.

"Everyone has their own destiny. Long Song Lin said flatly.

In this way, Huang Chengcheng lived in this remote village in Beihai for two months, and several times Long Songlin told him that he could leave and that he could take care of it alone, but Huang Chengcheng refused. He hoped to sleep until midnight one day, and suddenly Long Songlin came in to find him, saying that Long Yumei had woken up, but it was all in vain.

He plans to leave Beihai the day after tomorrow and return to his hometown in Quanzhou, Fujian. In the past two or three years, I have also saved a lot of money as a lecturer at "Health International", and I have used 50,000 or 60,000 yuan to pay Long Yumei's medical expenses and buy equipment, and there are still hundreds of thousands left, so I can do a small business, and I will come to visit her again when I have time.

At midnight that day, Huang Chengcheng had a dream, dreaming that Long Yumei was standing in front of his window and said why did you pull me into the MLM company in the first place, I kindly picked up the money and returned it to you, but you will take revenge. Huang Chengcheng wanted to explain that it was the beginning, and then persuaded you to quit but you didn't listen, but his mouth couldn't be opened, like glue sticking. Long Yumei turned to leave, and Huang Chengcheng woke up immediately, covered in cold sweat, and his heart was beating hard. He felt that this dream was very unlucky, and when he went out and stood in the yard, he wanted to check Long Yumei's bedroom, but he thought that it was not convenient to go to the girl's bedroom in the middle of the night, so forget it.

The next day, Long Songlin made breakfast, Huang Chengcheng barely drank half a bowl of porridge, and was uncertain to go to the bedroom to see Long Yumei. Long Songlin didn't say anything and took him into the house. Huang Chengcheng was shocked to see that Long Yumei's body was covered with a white cloth from head to toe, and the connecting wires of the instrument were also placed next to her, and they were not connected to her. "What's going on with the media?" asked Huang Chengcheng.

Long Songlin replied: "Long Yumei passed away last night. ”

Huang Chengcheng asked, "What, what happened last night?" Then why didn't you wake me up?"

Long Songlin said: "Because I want to cast a spell to overtake her Yin Spirit, I don't want anyone to interfere." Huang Chengcheng's hands trembled, and when he lifted the white cloth, Long Yumei's face was pale, but her expression was very peaceful, as if she was asleep. Huang Chengcheng didn't believe it, and reached out to probe her snort, only then did he be sure that he was dead. He couldn't help but burst into tears, saying that I was sorry for you and failed to persuade you to leave the MLM company.

In the morning, Long Songlin went to the coffin shop in the neighboring village to set up the coffin, and hired two or three young people to follow him with shovels to the barren mountains on the north side of the village. There are several graves here, which are the graves of Long Songlin's parents and family, and everyone began to dig pits. Huang Chengcheng also dug up, but he had been a business and lecturer for many years, so he didn't exercise much, and he was so tired that he had to rest next to him. After digging a long coffin pit, another one was dug again.

"Why did you dig two holes?" asked Huang Chengcheng. Long Songlin only replied that it was useful, and he didn't say much.

According to the rules of the village, the spirit must be stopped for seven days before it can be buried. In the past few days, Huang Chengcheng hasn't eaten much, first, he is in a bad mood, and second, he always feels dizzy and uncomfortable. Late at night on the sixth day, Long Songlin suddenly pushed the door into Huang Chengcheng's room, sat in the bamboo chair, and looked at him so fixedly. Huang Chengcheng felt furious in his heart: "Long Xifu, do you have something to do with me?"

Long Songlin said: "Tell me everything, don't lie half a word, otherwise I will make you even more miserable before you die." Huang Chengcheng was shocked and hurriedly asked what it meant. Long Songlin said that last night he was sleeping in the right wing of the front yard, and he sensed that there was a yin spirit in the house, and he was very angry, and told him that he hoped that the murderer who killed him would have retribution. There are two people, one is the team leader of the MLM company, named Ge Renliang, and the other is the person who persuaded her to join the MLM company at the beginning, named Huang Chengcheng.

Huang Chengcheng then remembered that last night's dream was not accidental, but really Long Yumei's manifestation before she died. "I, I didn't hurt her......" Huang Chengcheng defended. Long Songlin's face sank like water, and said that he had called someone to Nanning to investigate in the past few days, you used to be a senior lecturer of the "Health International" pyramid marketing gang, and the retribution in the world was unhappy, how many people you have pitted, and indirectly killed Long Yumei, you must pay the price. Two pits were dug that day, and one of them was for you.

"Why, why?" Huang Chengcheng stood up, "I really didn't hurt her, Long Xifu, don't get me wrong, it's not allowed to play spicy things in your dreams!" Long Songlin sat in the bamboo chair and did not move, his eyes looking at the moon outside the window. Huang Chengcheng hurriedly ran out of the house and walked quickly towards the door. Stepping out of the door, the night was dark and dreary, he knew that he didn't know the road, at most he could only run out of the village, and he couldn't walk to the city. But Long Songlin's words and deeds just now made him feel furious, it stands to reason that Long Songlin is not as tall as him and not as strong as him, but he doesn't know why, he is afraid. Since he can dig two pits, it seems that he is sure that he will take his own life, and maybe there will be an ambush.

didn't run more than a dozen steps, Huang Chengcheng suddenly felt unbearable stomach pain, as if he had eaten badly, at first he just thought that the meal was not good, endured and continued to run, less than fifty meters, it was already so painful that he couldn't straighten his waist, and he also felt that something in his stomach was rolling, as if he was boiling a pot. Huang Chengcheng became more and more bored the more he ran, his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground, and he couldn't get up.

"Hey...... Oops, what's going on with the mediators...... ......Huang Chengcheng put his hands on the ground, and then saw someone walking in front of him, wearing straw sandals on his feet, and looked up to see Long Songlin. He bent down, helped Huang Chengcheng up, and slowly went home with great effort on his shoulder. Placed on the bed, Long Songlin told Huang Chengcheng that the bowl of gruel in the morning was filled with witch grass powder, which was a mixture of more than a dozen herbs picked in the deep mountains, and usually flare-ups within seven days, and if it was paired with a special Miao witch spell, it would attack even faster. This herb can corrode people's stomach, and if you don't take the antidote within half a month, it will rot, and the consequences you think about yourself.