Whisper (2)
And Anseong fell into a kind of madness.
He often dreamed of a man of his age and appearance.
She said her name was Anjiu.
Occasionally, even when he was awake, he could hear her whispering in his ear. In the end, he couldn't tell whether he had such a sister or not.
In the eyes of everyone in the village, he was an only child β at least, for now.
Except for Jiang Shuo.
She was like a ghost that could not be transcended, like an indelible nightmare, like a lingering ghost.
Later, Jiang Shuo was admitted to a passable university.
I never had any ideas, and the only interpersonal relationship around me was his Anseong, and he was determined to come here to study. The score is enough, but the family doesn't want him to be so far away from home.
Besides, there is no need to spend so much money.
In order to come here, Anjo, who has always been in harmony with his family, also quarreled with his parents. Only on this issue, he showed incredible paranoia. After a long tug-of-war confrontation, his parents discussed it for a night and finally gave in.
And Jiang Shuo has been doing odd jobs in various places to earn living expenses and tuition.
But...... That's a drop in the bucket. In order to survive, he had to use his power to gain wealth through the misdeeds he stole.
I was a little nervous at first, but the adaptability of the person is very strong.
One day, a divination house opened on a street that had always been secluded.
He walked in by surprise.
This shop doesn't have a name.
The manager is a young and beautiful fashionable lady with curly hair lazily piled up on her shoulders.
"You have things in your pocket that don't belong to you. β
Jiang Shuo's gaze became a little evasive.
"Money is such a thing, you really use your own comparison to be at ease, right? You don't seem to be like ordinary people, do you want to come to work and see?"
So, he became an assistant to the store manager.
They have all given up their lives.
And he also told everything about himself to the store manager named Koney.
"I didn't dare tell him about my sister's death. β
In other words, only you believe that Anjiu exists after that. He won't mention it to anyone else, but as long as you believe it, he also believes that his sister is still alive?"
"Can you help him?"
"You mean cure him? It can't be. However, I met one of the students from your school when I came here. Years ago, she came to my shop in other places. That child has the power to observe probability, and if you have any questions, you may be able to find answers from her. β
"......Observations? Can it be controlled?"
β...... Theoretically, yes. Relying on my own talents, among countless guests, I did find one thing - if I can observe, I can interfere, and if I can interfere, I can change.
However, this requires a great deal of effort or sacrifice on the part of the individual, to what extent...... It's hard to say. Otherwise, wouldn't I be able to change my life against the sky now, so why hang up a fortune-telling pretense. β
Is Anseong needed for healing?
He doesn't need to.
It's not him who is sick, it's everyone else.
Instead of looking for a way to heal yourself, it is better to get rid of the "disease" itself.
For example...... Anjiu didn't die at all?
Jiang Shuo found Changsheng so abruptly and made another request that was so abrupt.
β...... No way. β
Changsheng refused.
"Of course it is. As long as you ...... Think of a way. I'll give you whatever you want. β
"Raising the dead is inherently counterintuitive. In different religious beliefs, the art of rejuvenating yang itself is taboo. β
"Fuck faith, I don't have such a thing. I just want her to come back!"
β...... It's useless for you to say anything. Let the impossible happen, only miracles can do it. Even if I could change the observation, something that has zero probability in itself is just zero even if it is multiplied by thousands of times...... It's really out of nowhere. Besides, I don't have that much power at all. β
The conversation was not pleasant.
Jiang Shuo didn't give up, he felt that Changsheng could do it, but he just didn't want to agree. He was soft and hard, and frequently appeared in Changsheng's field of vision. Although she is not good at refusing his visits, her views on the resurrection of the dead have not changed.
β...... I don't think you've experienced the pain of losing a friend. β
β...... What do you mean. β
Coercion or inducement, there is always a way to work, right?
He even threatened to let her friends experience the same pain as she did if she didn't help him.
He knew what she was afraid of.
What she fears is not Nanxuan's death, but that she becomes the same person as them.
The same monster.
From Koney, Jiang Shuo learned a lot about the misanthrope.
There was an idea that no one had ever implemented.
The power of the misanthrope, with the eye as a medium. Before such a power is inactivated, if it is transplanted into someone else's body......
It was a whimsical idea and a very bold speculation.
One day, the young master of the Tao family patronized the nameless house.
Jiang Shuo has always had no good impression of this kind of playboy, and when he first came, he hid himself in his blind spot. For the guests he doesn't like to meet, he has always done this.
The store manager hinted that Young Master Tao, the fiancΓ©e of the other family who had been in frequent contact with them, was the key to the serious loss of information about the Tao family.
After the customer left, the store manager told Jiang Shuo that from all the indications she had read, Tao Zuoji's fiancΓ©e was a misanthropy with special powers.
Coincidentally, a few days after that, he was lucky enough to meet the two men at the docks.
It's a thrilling chase.
That woman did have great strength, but perhaps she didn't have it long enough to use it skillfully. In the face of weapons such as firearms, she was still a little helpless.
Eventually, she died.
And in addition to these two people...... And a girl.
She has long, blue gradient hair that is very beautiful.
Tao Zuozi went after the girl. He ran over and gouged out the eyes of the female corpse.
But he can't do anything to Nan Xuan yet. Wouldn't this be a bargaining chip? Moreover, the feasibility of this conjecture has not yet been verified.
Soon, however, the subject appeared.
The witness, who was hunted down, had his eye broken by a shard of glass.
Thus, the blind ultramarines get information about the murderer, a new pair of corneas, and two new "friends" in a new city.
However, Jiang Shuo didn't expect retribution to come so quicklyβwhat he did to Changsheng, Young Master Tao did to him.
He went straight to Anseong.
When Anjo mentioned that a "friend" wanted to see him, he was a little surprised. After all, he is just an assistant to the nameless house, and it is more appropriate to consult the store manager for professional matters.
Therefore, when he appeared in the agreed restaurant, facing a beautiful and familiar face, Jiang Shuo instantly felt his hair stand upside down.
It was summer, but the biting chill invaded every nerve in him.
The lavish restaurant is palatial and sculpted.
He had never patronized such a luxurious place, let alone dared to think of it.
The extravagant crystal lamps make everything less real. The paintings on the wall are brightly painted, and the elegant classical music is light and fluttering.
The smell of expensive perfume perfume filled the room, and some of it was dizzying.
"You stole her eyes and transplanted them to a girl named Ultramarine, didn't you? Don't worry about the child, I'm not here to trouble you...... As long as you are willing to cooperate with me in the future. β
He asked him to challenge the bottom line of the law.
I want him to kill.
"But it's not difficult to get rid of anyone like you, why did you think of looking for me?"
"Hmm...... Of course you can do it beautifully, beautiful without being discovered. Ah, but it's mainly because I want to get rid of him on a temporary basis. β
Young Master Tao didn't tell him the reason.
Jiang Shuo's soul was shocked by an invisible force.
The surname Tao can even know what kind of talent he has, what kind of talent he is......
Of course, this is not gratuitous. Young Master Tao promised to give him a large sum of money.
"I've heard that you've had a close relationship with this man. β
He pushed over a photo, and Jiang Shuo picked it up.
Above is the side face of Changsheng.
It was obviously taken candidly.
How much else does he know?
Jiang Shuo realized that he had been exposed to surveillance.
In this day and age, it's too easy to steal all of a person's information.
"I don't know what your relationship is...... Are you chasing her?"
Young Master Tao smiled playfully, with an unclear look between his brows.
"Nope. β
Jiang Shuo showed obvious disgust.
"I am a businessman, so I'll teach you a little trick - first to lure, and then talk about anything else. I've checked, and her family is very poor and should need money. β
β......β
He was a little shaken. For Jiang Shuo, who has always worked and studied, money is indeed a more weighty talking point.
"What you want to do with her, it has nothing to do with me. If you promise to do me this little favor, perhaps what you have been looking forward to will be over, and I will not pursue the matter of the eyes again, you can rest assured. Chasing girls...... If you really love her, please don't let her die at the hands of others. β
Was it a threat? He vaguely read out what he meant, but wasn't sure.
Young Master Tao does have innate negotiation skills, and he can always accurately grasp what you think.
Although not necessarily what you need, or effective.
He forgot whether he had agreed to Young Master Tao's commission. In my impression, only the overwhelming sweet smell, the light and light music, and the gorgeous and blurry oil paintings constitute the short, non-existent illusory time.
This is exactly what his friend experienced not so long ago.
He needs that money, just like Anseong needs news from An Jiu.
This kind of demand has escalated from an add-on that does not affect life to a necessity.
Birds leave the sky and survive even if they spend their entire lives in cages.
When the fish leaves the water, it dies.
- To be continued -