Chapter Twenty-Five: Braised Chin

Bai Xi's frightened flower turned pale, and quickly broke free from my arms.

I also quickly let go, a little embarrassed. I thought something was going to happen! At that time, I hated to slap myself in the mouth.

"You big pig's trotters, dare to do something with your aunt and grandmother, beware of me beating you!" She clenched her fists as she spoke.

Looking at her white and tender little fist, I couldn't hold back, and I was happy.

"You said you wanted to comfort me! Now he's scolding me again. I said, "Well, I'm so scared of your big casserole fist!" Rude and rude, I won't dare in the future! ”

I was ready to listen to her continue to scold me, but I didn't expect this young lady to be very coaxing, so she didn't entangle anymore, but grabbed my arm and said, "Go, take me to dinner." This girl will spare you when she is happy to eat. ”

I was slightly stunned, this girl's thinking is really jumpy.

I took her to Wangfujing, found a good restaurant and went in.

She flipped through the menu and suddenly shouted, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, how can there be this kind of dish?" ”

I leaned over to take a look, cough, it turned out to be a braised chin, and I was making a fuss.

"What's wrong? What's so strange about this? I asked.

"What's the jaw?" She asked timidly.

The first time I saw this aunt and grandmother scared, I thought it was funny.

"The jaw of the fish, of course. Or do you think it can still be human? I said dismissively.

"Oh, it scared the hell out of me. When I first read the name, the first thing that came to my mind was corpse oil! ”

"Hehe, your brain is really big. But with your rank of watching horror movies all over the world, you're still afraid of this! I said in a slightly mocking tone.

"Nonsense, I'm here to eat, not to get excited. Burn your chin, why do you have such a disgusting name! ”

Hearing her say the words "burn my chin", I didn't know how to feel nervous, and I couldn't help but think of Lin Jiahe's photo.

"Is the corpse refining oil you just mentioned something for evil magic?" I asked.

"That's right! Don't you know about corpse oil? It is usually extracted from the chin of a corpse. ”

I was cranky.

Lin Jiahe's chin was destroyed like that, it looks very likely to be burned, could it have something to do with corpse oil?

No, no, Xu Zibiao said it clearly, it was an old injury, an injury suffered a few weeks before he died. It's not about destroying the body after death.

"Corpse Oil...... It can't ......," I muttered to myself.

"What is corpse oil?" Bai Xi answered, "You don't know, there are also those who use the jaws of living people to refine oil, and it is said that the mana is stronger!" ”

"Shhh......h The chin of a living person is refined, this is too terrifying, right?

My brow furrowed again, and my appetite was gone. simply opened the mobile phone Baidu and looked at Lin Jiahe's related reports.

Flipping through the pages, a Weibo message caught my eye.

The blogger claimed to be friends with Lin Jiahe in the past, and posted such a text: Twenty-five years ago, you lost your love, and you choose to be strong. Today, in the face of a terrible disease, you choose to be free. Everything was arranged for the best. Meijuan, go all the way!

Calling Lin Jiahe "Meijuan" should be her old acquaintance.

It seems that Lin Jiahe lost her lover when she was young, no wonder she has never been married.

There is a photo below the post, which is an artistic photo of Lin Jiahe, with his face sideways and his cheek in one hand. Looking at the age, it is probably taken in recent years.

Wait, Lin Jiahe is wearing a ring on his middle finger, why is it so familiar?

I clicked on the photo and zoomed in to see that the ring was the ruby ring that was first worn on Lin Keer's wax figure and later fell at the scene of the crime.

This ring belongs to Lin Jiahe?

Seeing that I was staring at my phone, Bai Xi also squeezed over to take a look.

"It seems that this ring means a lot to this woman!" She said this coldly.

"Oh? What do you see? I asked curiously.

"You see, the woman in the photo,, is graceful, dressed very fashionably, and looks like a woman with value and taste. How could she wear such an old-fashioned ring? This gem doesn't look like the real thing. ”

I thought about it, and what she said made sense.

Bai Xi continued: "There is only one reason why she wears it, and that is that she cares. This ring must be important to her. ”

I have to admire this little girl's analytical skills.

After she said it, I also felt that in the whole photo, this old and low-grade ring seemed abrupt and inconsistent.

But if this ring is so important to Lin Jiahe, she will definitely take it to the grave. Why did you take it off and put it on the hand of the wax figure?

Could it be that after Lin Jiahe's death, the people around him had many hands and put the ring on the wax figure?

No, no, no one usually touches something that kills people. And in the photo Xu Zibiao showed me, I saw that there was a layer of wax film attached to the surface of the ring, which was obviously sealed when the wax figure was made.

Thinking about it to no avail, my head started to hurt.

When Bai Xi finished eating, I hurriedly took her back.

Along the way, Bai Xi hiccuped and patted his belly, and said that he had eaten well, and he had completely lost Bai Fumei's posture.

I looked at her with disdain and pursed my lips: "I said this girl, can you be a little more reserved, don't make yourself like a second senior brother?" ”

She smiled but didn't say a word, and gently threw me a middle finger.

When I got home, I went into my house. Lying lazily on the bed, his mind was still thinking about a series of strange things about Lin Jiahe.

But on second thought, it's none of my business. The resentful spirit has been resolved, so why do you care so much!

I sat up and reached out and groped around the bookshelf next to me, trying to find a relaxing book to read and change my mood.

At this time, I accidentally dropped one of them and almost hit me.

When I picked it up, it turned out to be the ancient book of the chief of the evil curse village that recorded the magic of the village.

I picked it up casually and looked at it casually.

Suddenly, my gaze froze on one of the pages.

On this page, there is a technique called "Soul Turning". When I had probably finished reading the recording, I couldn't help but shiver a little.

This kind of soul turning is used to renew the lives of those who are about to die.

The approximate method is to make a life-size wooden figure or paper figure with a realistic image, drip a little blood of the person to be alive on the puppet, and then perform a ritual.

When the person dies, the soul is transferred to the puppet. When the puppet is resurrected and sucks enough blood from seven living people, it can regain its flesh and blood body and become a real person.

There is also a line of small words next to it: If the recipient is immersed in oil, the resurrection will be faster.

There was an instant flash of lightning in my headβ€”

Lin Jiahe's chin was burned, and her most beloved ring was worn on Lin Keer's wax figure......

Connecting these information together, I suddenly felt like I was empowered, and everything was figured out in an instant.

It turned out that I made a fatal mistake of empiricism, thinking that the wax figure was Lin Keer, and the ghost was Lin Keer.

In fact, the evil attached to the wax figure is not Lin Keer, but its maker - Lin Jiahe!