I didn't think I'd ever have the chance to come back here, blindfolded by the morning fog in Beijing.

I'm not as attached to it as the lyrics say, I don't want to live here, I don't want to die here. I have only a faint fear of this metropolis of tall buildings and highways. When I think of the days when I was oppressed by life every night, my heart is like a knife.

Especially this one is the usual six o'clock in the morning.

But even in the early morning like this, when we just got off the train, Beijing South Railway Station was already crowded. Passengers dragged their suitcases back and forth, the wheels leaving long marks on the ground, the sound faint but piercing.

The old aunt's home is located near Xinzhongguan, and I am fortunate to experience the sourness of the morning rush hour of Beijing Line 4 again.

It seems to me that the Beijing subway is a place that induces people to commit crimes, and men and women are closer together than lovers. Everything that you don't dare to do in normal times seems so normal at this moment, the breathing of the opposite sex can echo in your ears, and her or his body temperature has become the best comfort before you step into the three points and the line.

When I arrived at my aunt's house, it was already more than an hour later. Her home is in an upscale neighborhood near a shopping mall, and the exterior of the building is made of marble, which is delicately carved and dignified. Being able to buy such a luxurious residence within the Fourth Ring Road, it seems that the old aunt's family is indeed not bad for money, so what she said about having found many doctors does not seem to be false. When she gently swiped the card to open the door, I was deeply attracted by her indoor layout, although it is not magnificent, but because all the furniture is made of solid wood, it has a unified tone and charm, like a tasteful middle-aged family should be.

It's just that there are bursts of weird dreams coming from the bedroom, and people can't care to appreciate these.

"I'm sorry you've gone all the way, let's drink saliva first." As soon as the old aunt entered the house, she took off her coat and enthusiastically made us two cups of tea.

How could we be in the mood to taste tea again, and hurriedly waved our hands, our lives were at stake, and there was nothing polite to do, so we walked straight to the bedroom.

"Wait, lad." The old aunt stopped us at once, and then said hesitantly. "I'm lavender violet tea, I think you better drink two cups before you go in, anyway, my wife is already like this, it's not bad for this minute."

This is a little puzzling, the old aunt went to find Zuo Daochang in a hurry last night, and let us rush over overnight, looking like every second counts, why did you arrive at the door of the house, but there was leisure to drink tea?

"That's right, this tea has the effect of paralyzing the nerves and soothing the mood, I think...... I think it's better for you to have a drink before you go in to see my wife...... "The old lady said. "I'm afraid I'll scare you."

Daoist Zuo and I glanced at each other, and felt that since the old aunt had repeatedly asked, there was no need for us to shirk it, so I walked over and drank the cup of tea straightforwardly.

This tea exudes this rich floral fragrance, sweet and delicious, and it is indeed as the old aunt said, it has the effect of soothing the nerves. After drinking only this one cup, I felt sleepy and my thinking slowed down a lot.

"Old aunt, we have received your wishes, but we really can't delay any longer." With that, the chief hurriedly pulled me towards the bedroom.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door, there was a pungent smell of Chinese medicine, which almost made me stumble. I think everyone has eaten Chinese medicine and cooked it myself, and everyone must not like the smell of Chinese medicine. I think the old aunt may be eager to save her wife, from the doctor to the fortune teller, she has begged all over again, so Jiao Yuqin's small room is full of bowls and bowls of boiled Chinese medicine, and there are mountains of herbs on the ground.

It doesn't matter if the smell is unpleasant, when I saw Jiao Yuqin lying on the bed, my feet were weak, and I really fell to the ground.

The old aunt's description last night was really light, he only said that his wife was cold and drunk, but when I saw it today, it was far more than that, I have been to this hospital since I was a child, I have seen all kinds of patients, and I have seen people who are dying and struggling, but they are as sick as Jiao Yuqin, but it is really rare in life.

Jiao Yuqin was tall and looked like he was two meters tall, but his whole body looked like he had no vitality at all. His hands were frozen like severed sculptures of Venus, only his fingers were still shaking slightly, and his arms and shoulders were in mid-air.

His face has been distorted, looking at Jiao Yuqin's figure, you can guess that he is a lean person, but now looking at his face, it is swollen like a steamed bun. His eyes were staring straight at the ceiling, his mouth was stiff and grinning a rather strange smile, and from time to time there were a few faint trills in his mouth, which could be heard as a voice squeezed out with his Adam's apple very hard, as if repeating a word, but we couldn't hear it clearly for a while. Saliva continued to flow down the corners of his mouth, and the pillow was wet.

"I didn't expect it to be so serious." Not only me, but even Daoist Zuo was a little shocked. "I thought it was just a small symptom, but now it's more complicated than I thought."

At this time, the old aunt slowly walked to the door, but she just stood there, but she didn't dare to walk in again.

"I'm sorry, I don't dare to tell you the truth, although I have found many doctors before, but when they see my wife like this, they are like seeing the plague, they write down a prescription casually, and run away." The old aunt's voice trembled. "I'm afraid that if I tell you the truth directly, you won't come."

"How can this be?" Zuo Dao Chang complained. "Auntie, you are invisibly increasing the difficulty for me, so it seems that my preparation last night was not enough."

The old lady had nothing to say at this time, but sighed, and stood there pitifully holding on to the door frame.

Zuo Daochang didn't bury anything more, but turned his hand and pulled down Jiao Yuqin's pants, Jiao Yuqin's thing really stood there upright as he said before, and it was already purple, just looking at it, I felt a surge in my stomach.

"Don't do that!" I shouted.

Daoist Zuo hurriedly helped him lift his pants again, and the expression on his face was a little ugly.

"Dao Chief? What the hell is going on with him? What kind of disease is this? I slowed down and slowly got up from the ground.

He ...... He's met a ghost. ”

"Ghosts?"

"It was a ghost who harmed him, and this ghost did not kill him at once, but tortured him slowly." Zuo Dao Chang carefully groped Jiao Yuqin's frozen skin with his hand. "And this ghost must have done something with him that he didn't dare to do."

As he spoke, the left Taoist pointed to me again at the peak of the golden gun.

"Don't talk nonsense!" The old aunt didn't want to hear this. "My eighth child is very honest, he will never go out behind my back to fool around, no one can do it, let alone ghosts, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"