"It's just whimsical!" I was almost by Monk Shi, "Are you still a warlock?" Don't you know that fate is incomprehensible? ”

"The past is unknowable, the future cannot be calculated" is the general rule in the number of propositions.

Although the past has happened, most people see the result, not the process. Because, there may be several or even dozens of characters involved in a certain matter, and the process is extremely complicated, even the parties may not be able to explain every detail. As a third-party life master, if you want to see the ins and outs of a thing completely, it is equivalent to forcibly tearing a hole in the Heavenly Dao and peeking into the past from the perspective of a god. Is this something that can be done by man?

Predicting the future is the foundation of the numerical master, but no one can accurately calculate everything in the future. It is more difficult to see through the future than to see through it, which is equivalent to putting oneself in the way of heaven and seeing the eternal world through the eyes of heaven.

Monk Shi asked me to calculate in another way, which is nothing more than to calculate the same problem from a different angle, and I can't calculate the details at that time.

When Monk Shi heard me say this, he was immediately dumbfounded. Lao Du also sighed and began to think of a way to clean up the mess here, after all, two people died, and he had to report it.

As I turned around and went out, I accidentally caught a glimpse of He Yang's unfinished oil painting, and suddenly turned around and looked at the oil painting.

The oil painting painted by He Yang before his death has an unusually dark background, which at first glance looks like a closed room, or rather, a tomb. There is a coffin in the center of the canvas, and a slender human hand sticks out from the edge of the lid that has been pushed open halfway, looking like a female ghost trying to crawl out of the coffin.

On the right hand of the coffin is a child sitting on the ground with his legs curled up. The child's facial features were not fully drawn, but from the direction of his face, the child was looking at the figure in the coffin, as if waiting for him to climb out.

I walked over to the canvas and looked at it carefully for a while, before I whispered to myself, "Why did he paint such a strange picture?" ”

Monk Shi disagreed: "Those who engage in art, their thinking is not on the same line as yours, and you can't appreciate what people think is good." Alright, let's go! ”

Since I returned to the clinic, I have been thinking about He Yang's oil painting before he died, and I always felt that the oil painting seemed to be trying to express something to others, but I couldn't guess what He Yang meant.

I thought about it for a long time before I picked up the phone and dialed Lao Du: "Lao Du, do you see if there are any similar paintings in He Yang's studio...... Yes, yes...... It's the same as the one he just painted. If you have, bring them all back to me, I'll be useful. ”

It didn't take long for Lao Du to rush back with a large number of oil paintings: "What do you want these paintings for?" ”

"I'll take a look......," I took out an oil painting, although the painting was colorful, but the subject was like a group of ghosts dancing in the air, each ghost had a different color, and it seemed to express different emotions, as if I wanted to say something to someone.

In the corner of the painting, however, is a figure that appears unusually lonely. The very thin figure crouched helplessly in the world filled with ghosts, giving people a desolation that wanted to help, but could not help.

I frowned and said, "How did you draw this picture?" ”

Lao Du said: "This painting is He Yang's proud work, called "Redemption", which means that a pure heart has fallen into a world filled with evil, waiting for someone to redeem his soul in loneliness. ”

"How do you know?" When I picked up another painting, Lao Du explained: "About ten years ago, I accompanied Wanqiao to see He Yang's art exhibition, and the main body of the exhibition is this, and I am very impressed by this painting......

After I looked at a few paintings in a row, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in my head: "Lao Du, have you noticed, there is a child in every painting of He Yang." What if the child is a child? ”

"What did you say?" Lao Du's eyes widened for a moment.

I said in a deep voice, "I remember saying before that when a child paints, he either follows the picture or he is drawing what he has seen. Tong Tong drew the ghost with a knife outside the window, indicating that he had indeed seen the ghost. ”

"Let's make an assumption that Tong Tong was born with yin and yang eyes and can see things that others can't see, but he hasn't told anyone, or no one believes what he says."

However, he told He Yang. According to Tong Tong's description, He Yang painted "Redemption". ”

Lao Du's face turned pale in an instant: "Tong Tong told me before that he could see monsters, I thought ...... I thought it was a child's imagination...... Is it true? ”

"It could be true!" Xie Wanhua said, "Brother-in-law, in fact, you don't know, Tong Tong is ...... Before he disappeared, he had autism, and I was his attending physician. My sister doesn't want you to know, so I've been hiding it from you. ”

Lao Du suddenly said sharply: "How can Tong Tong suffer from autism? ”

Xie Wanhua shook his head and said, "Before I could gain Tong Tong's trust, he disappeared, so I didn't find the root cause of his illness." However, I am sure that Tong Tong's illness suddenly worsened after that exhibition, and my sister also severed contact with He Yang. ”

"That's right!" I said, "People who are born with yin and yang eyes, if they don't have a warlock around them, can easily suffer from autism. They can see things that others can't see, and they can even hear ghosts talking. ”

"Many wandering ghosts hope to ask for some things they want through people with yin and yang eyes, such as paper money and clothes, so they will always appear in front of each other."

"At this time, if someone believes that they are fine, if no one believes in them, then this kind of thing will have two outcomes. One is the wandering spirit, the wild ghosts, seeing that it is unprofitable, leave one after another; The other is to anger the ghosts and make them harass each other even harder. ”

After I said this, I paused slightly: "I think this was the case with Tong Tong at that time. He Yang is the only one who is willing to communicate, or is willing to believe in him. ”

"Tong Tong told He Yang about everything he saw, in fact, he wanted to find refuge and comfort, but He Yang not only did not help Tong Tong, but concealed the matter, and used everything Tong Tong saw as material for his own creation, and may even continue to lure Tong Tong in order to find materials."

"It wasn't until the exhibition began that Tong Tong knew that he had been fooled, and He Yang broke the last bit of hope in his heart, so Tong Tong's autism suddenly worsened."

Lao Du suddenly slapped the case: "Fuck me!" If he hadn't died, Lao Tzu wouldn't have spared the king's eight calves......"

"Don't get excited...... "Before I finished speaking, Lao Du's phone rang. Soon after Lao Du picked up the phone, he roared angrily: "Tell that bastard that the painting was taken by Lao Tzu, and let him find me by himself...... What the hell is the lawyer ......"

Monk Shi held down the excited Lao Du: "What's the matter?" Don't get excited. ”

Lao Du was so angry that he trembled: "He Yang's wife ran to the bureau with a lawyer and said that I illegally seized He Yang's paintings. I'm going to ......."

Monk Shi said: "This is not easy to do!" You just find a suitable reason to detain him and kill him in a hurry. ”

Monk Shi is coming up with bad ideas again. Lao Du is a policeman, not a bandit, and he still has a lawyer over there, so it will be difficult to end the situation if he doesn't get it right.

I said in a deep voice: "He Yang's wife, if you can hold it down, press it, and if you can't hold it down, return it to her." The most important thing now is to find out who Xie Wanqiao came into contact with back then. ”

Lao Du was distracted by me before he quieted down. I continued: "If you want to help someone with yin and yang eyes, in fact, the best way is to ask a warlock to help cover the yin and yang eyes, or directly put Tong Tong into the door wall and slowly guide him to become a warlock. ”

I said in a deep voice, "If you can be sure that Xie Wanqiao has never learned spells, then the process of finding a doctor for Tong Tong is the only chance for her to contact a warlock. If we want to check, we have to start with the fortune-telling street. ”

"People who have never been in contact with the way of magic have not directly found the way of a genuine warlock, and they must be introduced by someone. There should be no suitable introducer in Xie Wanqiao's circle, if she heard from other sources that spells can cure Tong Tong, she is most likely to go to the fortune-telling street to find someone first. ”

"Let's go to the fortune telling street!" Lao Du didn't say a word, turned around and walked out.

We rushed all the way to the fortune-telling street, and Lao Du wanted to find someone with Xie Wanqiao's photo, but I stretched out my hand to stop him and said, "It's a waste of time for you to look for this, I'll take you to find someone." ”

The person I found was Lao Dong, that is, the old man who instructed them to stand under the sun when I took over Wang Shiyu's business.

Lao Dong has no real skills, but he is a know-it-all in the fortune-telling street. Sometimes, I even think that he came to the fortune-telling street purely for fun, except for chatting with people every day, I don't see him take any business, but his insight is the highest in the fortune-telling street.

After I found Lao Dong, I dragged him to a place where no one was. Lao Du took out a photo from his body: "Have you seen this person before?" ”

Lao Dong took the photo and looked at it for a long time: "Looking at the swaying face, I can't remember." ”

This is not to blame Lao Dong, after all, Xie Wanqiao has been in the fortune-telling street for at least eight years, and even longer than that. If there's nothing memorable, who can remember the occasional person passing by in a bustling fortune-telling street?

I reminded: "This person came to the fortune-telling street to find someone to seal the child's yin and yang eyes. Are you impressed? ”

"Oops!" Lao Dong slapped his thigh, "You said it earlier!" There was a lot of buzz about this in the fortune-telling street, and I said how I looked like I had seen her somewhere. ”