At this time, Guozai came over with a large kettle to refill the water for us.

He found that the third uncle was staring at the paper, and he was more curious, so he also lowered his head to look at the paper.

This is also human nature, and everyone has a sense of curiosity. Unexpectedly, Guozai looked at it for a while, and suddenly pointed to the iron bowl on the paper and said, "This ...... Have you seen this thing too? ”

The third uncle was excited, looked up at Guozai, and asked, "What?" You know this thing? ”

Guozai nodded: "It was a few years ago, but I was more impressed." I should not be mistaken. ”

The third uncle hurriedly pulled Guozai back, sat down, and said anxiously: "Hurry up, tell me, where did you see this thing?" ”

Guozai lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "You know that old Chen family, right? The second floor of Chen Dafa's house, the murderous mansion where two people died? ”

The third uncle said he knew.

Guozai continued: "At that time, that Li Ximei was pregnant, and one day she came to my food stall with this bowl on her stomach. Although she is a shrew and a water-based poplar, she lives in a village and is pregnant with a child, so I stepped forward to help her get the bowl. Who knew that this woman didn't know what to do, and glared at me, for fear that I would rob her of that broken bowl. She waited at the food stall for a while, and an outsider came, who seemed to be a kebab, and they didn't eat at my place, so they left in a hurry. As a result, a few days later, Mrs. Chen killed Li Ximei with a shovel. So what happened during the day that day, I was very impressed. This bowl is also quite special, I have never seen it anywhere else. This thing must be an antique, otherwise why would she be so careful? ”

The third uncle pointed to the plant on the painting and asked, "What about this?" Did you see her holding this plant at the time? ”

Guozai looked at it for a while and shook his head: "Definitely not, I remember that it was an empty bowl at that time." But the kebab guy was carrying a bag, and I don't know what was inside. ”

The third uncle nodded and gave the money for the meal.

The origin of the bowl is known, but the flower and plant are still not clear. But after I came out, I had an idea and asked the third uncle: "Do you know where the city library is?" ”

The third uncle was not stupid, and his eyes lit up when he heard this: "Do you want to go to the library to check the origin of this plant?" Or is your kid brainy, why can't I think of it with my old brain? Let's go, we'll go to the city now. ”

We took a taxi, went to the city library in a hurry, and began to consult materials after completing the formalities.

Since the third uncle only saw the external shape of the plant, we didn't know anything else. So the search was not smooth, we searched from the morning to the afternoon, but found several similar plant pictures, but the third uncle did not dare to confirm.

At this moment, there was a man sitting across the table, who had been looking at us and looking around, and when he saw the pictures we had spread out on the table, he was more curious and asked, "I don't look like you guys studying botany, what are you looking for?" ”

The third uncle and I looked up at the same time and saw an old man opposite, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with silver hair, and a pen and notebook on the table.

The third uncle hurriedly leaned over and showed the old man the piece of paper he had drawn: "Old man, we are looking for this plant, you are very knowledgeable, do you know what it is?" ”

The third uncle's painting is really not flattering, and it is not much better than a child's graffiti. The old man frowned, took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them back on to look closely.

After watching for more than ten minutes, the old man slowly raised his head, his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyes stared at us without blinking. I was stared at by him, and I quickly waved my hand and called out to the old gentleman.

Only then did the old man come to his senses and ask us, "Where have you seen this flower?" ”

I opened my mouth and was about to say, but the third uncle preemptively said, "Oh, no. This is a picture that a friend of mine passed to me, and I guess he scribbled it......"

I glanced at the third uncle, his lies were not clever at all, and I sounded full of loopholes.

But the old man didn't think otherwise, just nodded, clicked the picture with his pen again, got up and went to the library area, found a few books and hugged them back. After some rummaging, he finally spread out a book, pointed to it, and said, "I'll just say, this kind of plant is not common in our side." It is really produced in the ancient Western Regions, and due to geographical and weather reasons, even if it is brought to our side, it is estimated that it will be difficult to survive. ”

As if we had found the most precious thing, we did not pay any more attention to the old man, but took the book and looked down at it.

The book is a translation, and it introduces some customs and customs in the ancient Western Regions. There is a picture on the page of the book, although the third uncle's picture is not like the four, but judging from the characteristics, the two are consistent, and it seems that the old man found it very accurately.

The book says that this plant is called Medara, and the rhizome can be used as medicine, and the leaves are highly poisonous. So there is another name, called Hell Grass.

There is also a legend about this hell grass. It is said that there are two young people who are happy with each other, the man is martyred for love, and the woman is struggling, so he raises a Medra. The leaves of Namedula will be poisoned when others touch them, and only she can touch and cherish them every day, and water them with tears. It wasn't until eighteen years later that the rhizome of the Medra broke through the soil and became a lovely doll, very similar to the man, and dependent on the woman, until the woman grew old, and the doll also escaped into the earth and disappeared.

There is not much introduction to this Medra in the book, and there is nothing of value after reading this.

The third uncle closed the book and nodded to the old man: "Thank you, old man, let's go first." ”

The old man glanced at us and said with a smile: "My surname is Ma, and I am a professor at the School of Paleontology of Bincheng University in Shenzhen (hide the real institution, please do not sit in the opposite seat), can I ask, why are you looking for this flower?" ”

Only then did I notice that the old man's eyes were hungry. It can be seen that this old man is also very interested in this kind of Medara. It's just that we don't know his true intentions yet, and naturally we can't explain the truth.

I hurriedly explained casually: "It's nothing, we just saw a picture on the Internet and were more interested, so let's check it out." ”

With that, my third uncle and I left our seats and walked towards the door. Unexpectedly, the old man also stood up and followed a few steps behind: "Then on which website did you see this flower?" Have you ever seen this flower? Can you show me there? ”

I'm talking nonsense, how do I know what website it is? And it is even more incompatible with the origin of the Medra diagram that the second uncle just said, but the old man doesn't seem to pursue this, but is very eager to see this flower. But then again, that hellweed is in that murderous mansion, how could I take an outsider to see it?

I saw that this old man had a strong strength to do learning, lest he entangle us, and he didn't dare to answer again, so he quickly pulled the second uncle's head and ran out of the library as if he were running away.

The old man's legs and feet were not as sharp as ours, and we finally got rid of them. The third uncle glanced back and said, "Is this old man not in good spirits?" It looked like it was going to eat both of us. ”

I laughed, "He seems to be staring at us from the moment we entered." An old pedant like him generally has a rather eccentric personality. It is estimated that he is studying this, and it is normal for him to be interested in this strange flower and grass. Let's ignore him for now, let's take care of what is in front of us first, let's find the hell grass, will this work for us to break the murderous house? ”

"It definitely works. Now my mind is still a little messy, let's go back first, and wait for me to take care of it. ”

We took the car back to the basement, and since yesterday and until now, we have not rested or closed our eyes. At this time, when I returned to my accommodation, I was already exhausted. Although the third uncle's residence was called a dirty mess, I didn't have time to take care of it at this time, so I fell asleep on the bunk.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly heard a crisp sound that woke me up from my dream.

I sat up and saw the third uncle standing on the ground, cleaning up the broken wine bottles on the ground.

Seeing me wake up, the third uncle sneered and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally kicked it and broke it, don't sleep when you wake up, listen to me give you an analysis of this iron bowl and hell grass." ”

I rubbed my eyes and yawned: "Third uncle, what time is it?" What are you tossing, haven't you slept? ”

The third uncle's eyes were red, and he said, "Sleep a fart, you slept all afternoon." I'm not as big as your heart. If I don't figure things out, can I sleep? ”

"Did you figure it out?"

The third uncle patted his chest: "Nonsense." Who am I, Li Dongbin, is this little thing difficult for me? Listen to me tell you about ......"

The third uncle leaned over, pushed the sundries to the side, made a space, sat down and said, "First of all, this iron bowl...... We have all been misled. First of all, this bowl is not of iron, but of brass......"

I was stunned: "Iron bowl and copper bowl, is there any difference?" ”

The third uncle smiled: "This is a big difference." The reason why I believe that this bowl is copper is because I am sure that this bowl is used to lock the soul. And the reason why this copper bowl can lock the soul is not in the bowl, but in the copper. In Feng Shui, there are many evils that belong to the earth in the five elements, and to resolve these evils, the gold in the five elements is the best choice. Because the earth is born of gold, gold can vent the gas of the earth. Of course, metals are used for gold, and gold is the highest among metals. But gold is too expensive, so copper is the most suitable material. For example, some copper ornaments, bronze coins, etc. are widely used as feng shui supplies. The same is true of this copper bowl, which is estimated to be used to dispel the evil spirit. ”

I asked, "You mean, this bronze bowl is used to lock the soul, what kind of soul is locked?" Whose soul is locked? How do you lock your soul? ”

"If someone dies in that house, if the soul is locked, it will naturally be the soul of the person who locked it. According to my preliminary judgment, the copper bowl is locked by the sub-ghost of the confinement ghost, that is, the soul of the ghost baby. I went to the second floor, probably breaking the taboo and letting the ghost baby out, that's why he found you and left a small handprint on your shoulder. ”

After listening to the third uncle's explanation, I was even more confused, and I asked, "What is the role of that hell grass?" ”

It seems that during the time I was sleeping, the third uncle didn't spend a lot of brains. Seeing that I asked, the third uncle told me his reasoning.

In the third uncle's inference, he also straightened out the ins and outs of the matter. What happened in that room gradually became clear in my mind.