Chapter Eighty-Three: Revisited
When I got home that night, I was able to get a good night's sleep. The past few days have really exhausted me, and this sleep went straight from early morning to noon the next day. It wasn't until Cheng Qian called me that I woke up in a daze.
He agreed to meet Zhang Caishen of the North-South Avenue tomorrow afternoon, and this God of Wealth can be regarded as a figure with a face in our city. At first, he made his fortune on real estate, and now there are more than a dozen companies under his name.
I heard someone on the Internet reveal that this God of Wealth has recently been planning a new industry, and no one knows what this industry is.
After hanging up the phone, I rushed to the clinic, where Mr. Cheng was treating the couple in the lobby.
This pregnant woman's belly looks a lot bigger, and it is estimated that she has eaten something again, so she came to the clinic to have a stomachache. After Mr. Cheng took the couple into the back room, only Cheng Qian and I were left drinking tea and chatting outside.
"We agreed to meet tomorrow, but I always thought we should do something today."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm worried that if Zhang Caishen intervenes in this matter, it will alarm them, and let them escape again......
"Do you want to ...... Would you like to go again tonight? However, there are rats there to watch the house, and we can't do anything about it. β
After hearing this, Cheng Qian waved his hand and said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about this, I have a way to deal with it." β
As he spoke, a white cat jumped down from the medicine shelf on the side, stretched lazily, and then snored in the sun. I pointed to the white cat and asked, "You're talking about her?" β
Cheng Qian shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Born to restrain each other, there is no way." β
In the afternoon I went back to the inn and bought some things there and brought a lot of snacks for the big bag. The inn is still the same as before, but the number of people is more and it seems more lively. When I returned from the inn, it was already dark, so I picked up Cheng Qian and went to the noodle restaurant as usual.
"After all this going through, will they be alert again?"
Cheng Qian pulled the noodles and said, "I don't know...... But I always felt that the people there were just working for people. β
"What do you mean?"
Cheng Qian shook his head and continued, "There is no specific basis, I just feel that they are quite like those unscrupulous pyramid marketing organizations, day and night. β
"I also think that the relationship between them is not very good, and someone should have specially found it from Tiannan and Haibei. But why do they go all over the streets looking for souls, what do you say they want to do? β
"I don't know, I always feel like it's not a good thing, and it's ......"
Cheng Qian finished pulling the noodles in the bowl, then wiped his mouth and continued, "And...... Every time they go out, they are very purposeful, do you think we can accurately find the souls of the dead in the jurisdiction because they have an account book, but how can they take the souls away in advance without a account book? β
"That's right."
As soon as Cheng Qian said this, I suddenly reacted. It stands to reason that the matter of soul detention is mysterious and sacred, and the place and time of everyone's death are also predicted in advance, how do those people know about these things?
There are nothing more than three people who have the specific time of soul detention, one is the judge of the underworld, where the specific time of death of each person is in the book of life and death, the other is black and white impermanence, where they also have the date of death of each person in their hands, and finally these so-called soul envoys.
As a matter of inference, the book of life and death can be ruled out first, after all, if a mortal wants to contact the upper echelons of the underworld, it is simply unacceptable. Besides, black and white impermanence, it is a big sin to reveal the time of life and death without authorization, so black and white impermanence will definitely not take this risk, and it is obviously excluded in the end that it is these soul messengers at the bottom level.
I looked up at Cheng Qian in front of me and said, "In other words, there is a problem in your team." β
"To put it bluntly, I suspect it's Zhang Caishen."
"Do you have proof?"
He shook his head and whispered, "No, but these people live in his jurisdiction after all." If those who want to detain souls, they must start with his jurisdiction, but he never mentions the loss of souls. β
I nodded slightly.
"Indeed, his suspicion is the greatest."
After eating the noodles, it was still eleven o'clock in the evening, and we drove back to Ping'an Road again. But this time, instead of driving in, I pulled over to the intersection and the two of us slowly touched inside.
There are a lot of faΓ§ade houses on this street, but there are not many of them, and all of them are undecorated and there are no people.
As soon as we got out of the car, we saw the group walking to the intersection. After a group of people stood at the intersection, the leader didn't know what he was muttering in a low voice, and everyone scattered.
It can be seen that these people's souls are planned and organized, and the person in the tunic should be their head. After all those people left, Cheng Qian and I began to slowly touch there.
When we walked into the alley, it was still pitch black. But at this time, I was already familiar with the road, I released the little girl, and Cheng Qian was holding the white cat in his arms. The moment the little girl came out, the white cat suddenly had some fried hair.
"I've been training it for so many years, and it's getting more and more sensitive to these things."
I looked at the frightened white cat in his arms and whispered, "Are you sure it works?" β
"Don't worry, it'll definitely work."
The three of us and the cat soon reached the gate of the courtyard, and since we were not sure if they were gone, I let the little girl in to find out. She went through the wall and it didn't take long for her to get out again.
"The people inside are gone."
"See the mouse?"
The little girl nodded and said, "See, it's at the door of the backyard." β
It seemed that the mouse's surveillance range was in the back yard, so the two of us went straight into the front yard over the wall. When I stood at the small door, I heard the sound of "rustling" in my ears again.
Cheng Qian gently touched the white cat's head and said in a low voice, "Boss, I'll see you tonight." β
As if she could really understand him, the white cat nodded in a daze, and then jumped out of his arms and got straight in. Looking at the thin figure of the white cat, I felt a little drumming in my heart.
"Are you sure it can catch the big mouse?"
Cheng Qian didn't speak, but raised his hand and made a "three" gesture.
"What do you mean?"
"Three"
"Two"
β¦β¦
"Meow ......" Before Cheng Qian could exit, a cat meow stood out from inside.