A strange look flashed on Qi Yu's face.

He bowed his head and was silent for a moment, then raised his head again, and his voice became even lower.

"My brother wasn't mentally ill before, but he was stimulated to do that kind of ...... Is...... What acts. ”

I couldn't help but gasp and ask, "What kind of stimulation is it, even caring about my own flesh and blood?" ”

Qi Yu glanced at me, and then smiled, trembling with laughter, looking very weird.

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing him like this, I was a little annoyed.

"Flesh and blood?" Qi Yu sneered a few more times, "It is this flesh and blood that caused my brother to go crazy mentally - that child is indeed the bone of our Qi family, but not my brother's flesh and blood." ”

Seeing Qi Yu's strange expression, what he said was even more wrong.

"This kid isn't your brother's? It's not going to be ......"

I looked at Qi Yu, and the words behind me were naturally embarrassed to say.

As the saying goes, "Brother and wife, don't be bullied", this elegant and polite chairman of a pharmaceutical factory is not a bestial act? But it doesn't look like it.

Qi Yu shook his head vigorously, and his voice became lower.

"That kid is our brother! Do you have to make it clear? ”

I felt like I was being electrified, and my brain felt like a pot was boiling.

Qi Yu lowered his head, his face was black, and I was embarrassed to say anything for a while.

What the?

What the?

The word "pai hui" popped up in my head, and an interesting historical allusion came to mind.

There are many stories and legends about the origin of the word Pahui, and the one I personally think is more interesting about Wang Anshi and Su Shi.

The story says that once Wang Anshi walked past his daughter-in-law's room and saw her daughter-in-law sleeping on the bed of the transparent gauze tent, and her eyes couldn't help but glow for it.

Wang Anshi was a poet after all, so he wrote a sentence on the dusty wall: "There is a pipa in the satin tent, and I want to play it poorly." ”

After writing, he hid aside and observed his daughter-in-law's movements.

The daughter-in-law saw her father-in-law sneaking outside, so she came out to see what her father-in-law wrote on the wall, and when she saw her father-in-law leaving such words, she immediately understood what it meant, so she followed up with a sentence in her father-in-law's poem: "I wish to borrow my father-in-law to play a song, and leave feng shui in my house." ”

After Wang Anshi saw his daughter-in-law's words, he was secretly happy, but he didn't expect his son to appear at this time, so he hurriedly wiped the handwriting on the wall with his sleeve. The son was strange and asked what his father was doing, and Wang Anshi said that he was recovering.

Another expert researched that the word "Pa Hui" was not from Wang Anshi, but from Mr. Su Dongpo, a university scholar, but the storyline was similar.

After Su Dongpo lost his wife in the prime of life, coupled with his unsuccessful career, he was once more decadent, idle at home, did not ask about everything, was proud of calligraphy and resignation, and no longer played, and even did not enter the study for a few days.

His son did not have the style of a father, and was idle and often did not return home. However, she married a beautiful little lady, and she often made peace with Su Dongpo in terms of poetry.

Therefore, the relationship between Weng and daughter-in-law is closer than that of father and son.

At noon one day, Su Dongpo was bored after drinking, came to the study, and sat at the desk and took a nap. The desk had not been cleaned for many days, and a thin layer of dust had fallen.

Just when Su Dongpo was bored, his daughter-in-law was wearing a light green thin skirt, holding a teapot and a teacup, and brought him tea. Seeing his daughter-in-law's curly and moving figure and youthful and beautiful dress, Su Dongpo was unexpectedly upset.

With his hands dipped in water, he wrote on the table: "There is a pipa in the green gauze tent, although there is a sunny spring, I dare not play." When his daughter-in-law saw it, although her face was feverish, she was not without teasing, and she also dipped her hands in water and wrote: "Why don't you play a song in my father-in-law, and the fat water will not flow into the fields of outsiders."

is in Weng daughter-in-law's eyebrows.

While his thoughts wandered in the ambiguous and charming atmosphere, Su Dongpo's son rushed to the study in a panic to visit his father.

Su Dongpo was worried that his son would see the mystery on the desk, so he flicked the sleeves of his robe and wiped off the handwriting.

His son was puzzled by Su Dongpo's actions, and hurriedly asked: "Father, what are you doing?" Su Dongpo replied: "I'll recover!"

This is a very elegant colored story, but I didn't expect it to be actually staged in real life.

"Your father—no! Your brother still knows about it? ”

Qi Yu didn't look up, he snorted coldly: "If you don't want people to know, you can't do it unless you do." ”

Hearing this, everything is understood.

No wonder the little boy's soul will follow the old man Qi, it turns out that his misfortune is caused by this old man, as a human being, he can be blinded, but when he becomes a ghost, his eyes are as clear as a mirror.

"Since you've told everything, I'll tell you the truth too!" I say it categorically.

"The truth? What a truth! ”

Qi Yu raised his head.

"In fact, all this is caused by the souls of these four children, who have been haunting Mr. Qi, which is the reason why Mr. Qi was hit by a car and a series of unlucky events followed."

"Ahh And this kind of thing! ”

"And I can see the souls of those four children—they are too angry to let go of your father, and now they should be around your father and obstruct the doctors from treating him."

"That'...... So what to do? You...... You...... Master Liu, you have to save my father! ”

"Heaven is evil, you can still live, you can do your own evil, don't ......" I sneered, "I can only do my best,"

"Then thank Master Liu in advance!"

"I want to ask you something, and please say whatever you think."

Qi Yu nodded: "Okay!" Master Liu asked! ”

"In good conscience, do you think your father's actions are forgivable?"

Qi Yu looked at me and didn't say a word for half a minute.

"Just say it with your conscience!"

"Unforgivable – even heinous." Qi Yu's words were categorical.

"You know, so ......"

"But...... But he is my father after all, and his blood is thicker than water! Before I could finish speaking, Qi Yu immediately shouted with a crying voice.

"Alright! I will do my best and cannot give you any guarantees. ”

When I came to the door of the emergency room again, everyone's eyes were on me, especially the old lady, whose eyes were purple and her lips were purple and she was still trembling.

Think about it, in fact, this old lady is also a very poor person, her husband killed her own granddaughter, and she also gave birth to a child with her daughter-in-law who didn't know whether she should call her grandson or son or nephew.

I couldn't tell outsiders about the bitterness, so I had to grit my teeth and swallow it in my stomach.

Qi Yu nodded to the old lady, and then knocked lightly on the door of the emergency room.

A middle-aged fat doctor with glasses and beads of sweat on his forehead opened the door and poked his head out.

"Doctor Tian, let this Master Liu see my father's condition!"

Dr. Tian was wearing a mask, but through the thick lenses of his glasses, I could tell that there was a hint of disdain in his eyes when he looked at me.

"Master Liu? Just him! ”

"Master Liu is a master of foreign transformation, you don't see good injuries, he may not be able to!" There was already a bit of displeasure in his tone.

Doctor Tian couldn't dodge as he spoke, and reached out and pushed him.

"Master Liu, please come in!"

I didn't go in, and my eyes had already caught sight of the old man Qi on the operating table.

As expected, one of the four children was crouching beside his head, one was riding on top of him, and the other two were sitting on his lap, pinching the old man vigorously, with hatred in his eyes.

I walked over and glanced around them.

"Can you see us?"

A little girl with a ponytail looked up and asked me.

"Yes!"

"You want to be nosy?"

"Nope! I want to help you, if you continue like this, you won't end well! ”

"We hate it! finally reincarnated as a human being, but he ruined it...... We are all minors, we just died, and we will be reincarnated as pigs and dogs in the next life......"

Yes! I was shocked too!

And here's the thing! Then the four of them really hated it for a reason.

Should I take care of this idle matter? If you have to take care of it, isn't it too unreasonable? It's too unreasonable?

If there is anything that can be done to change this, will these four children be able to let go of their hatred?

It should work!

After all, they have also tossed the old guy for several years, if there is a way to let these children smoothly enter the three reincarnations and become human beings again in the next life, maybe they can let go of the obsession in their hearts.

What's the solution?

Uncle's two books!!

I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be this method of "changing the sky and changing my life" in the two strange ancient books left by my uncle, and with my current memory, given me two hours, I should be able to read through the contents of these two books.