We didn't feel anything, but Father Jiang cried out "ah", and Fang Gang and I glanced at each other and immediately guessed that it should be Wu's voice.

"Jump, jump down!" Xiao Jiang continued to speak, slowly standing up. Azan Baden didn't stop him anymore, Xiao Jiang turned around slowly, and Jiang's father was just about to walk over, when suddenly Xiao Jiang ran towards the edge of the building and jumped down. Father Jiang and Secretary Fan exclaimed loudly, and Xiao Jiang's long scream came from outside the building, and then it was silent.

We hurriedly ran to the edge of the building and looked down, and saw Xiao Jiang's body falling on the air cushion, still bouncing up and down. Father Jiang shouted: "Son, son! He turned and ran.

When we ran out of the building, we saw Xiao Jiang lying motionless in the air cushion, his nose, mouth and ears were bleeding out, and his eyes were wide open, as if he had fallen to death. Father Jiang was crazy to climb on the air cushion, screaming as he crawled, and Fang Gang unplugged the inflator switch next to him. The gas erupted rapidly, and the air cushion slowly became shorter, and finally stuck to the ground. Earth Bird Association Blood.

Father Jiang hugged Xiao Jiang tightly, his voice changed tone, and he didn't respond no matter how he shouted Xiao Jiang. Father Jiang suddenly rushed in front of me, grabbed my collar with his hand, and tears and snot flowed from his face: "You killed my son, you killed my son!" Secretary Fan stood beside him, helpless, with a puzzled expression on his face. He wasn't the only one who was puzzled. I'm the same, the air cushion is not broken, Xiao Jiang obviously fell on the air cushion, how could he be broken into seven orifices and bleed?

Fang Gang hugged him away hard: "What are you shouting, your son is not dead!" ”

"Why didn't you die? It's all like this, and it's not dead......" Father Jiang couldn't cry anymore. At this time, Azan Baden and his assistant walked out of the building slowly, and Father Jiang no longer cared about the advice that the mage could not offend, and pointed at him and scolded. The assistant walked up and pushed him away. Dragged Xiao Jiang's body out of the air cushion, lifted his upper body, and sat cross-legged. The strange thing is that Xiao Jiang's corpse can actually sit on the ground obediently. Father Jiang was dumbfounded, panting and watching all this.

Azan Baden sat across from Xiao Jiang's corpse and pressed his right hand to his forehead. Continue to chant mantras. Xiao Jiang sat up straight, but his head was tilted, his mouth and nose were bleeding, his eyes were wide, and his expression was quite terrifying. After reading for a while, Xiao Jiang suddenly spoke. Blood foam spurted from the nose and mouth.

Father Jiang, Secretary Fan and I were all stunned, and when Father Jiang came back to his senses, he was about to run forward, and I was holding him tightly. Xiao Jiang slowly stood up, his body stiffened, and walked crookedly in the direction of the taxi. I want to be bad, those two taxi drivers saw this situation, and they were not scared to drive away?

To say that Fang Gang was still experienced, he had already run to the taxi office, opened the car door and sat in, arguing with the driver non-stop. Azan Baden's assistant walked up to Xiao Jiang, wiped the blood off his face with a handkerchief, and beckoned me to come and talk to him. I swallowed my saliva and asked Xiao Jiang, "Where are you going?" ”

Xiao Jiang looked at me and said, "I—I want to go home......"

Father Jiang was surprised and delighted: "Son, you are not dead?" ”

Xiao Jiang looked at him: "You just died, I have a headache and want to go home and sleep." The assistant nodded, and I hurriedly helped him into the taxi with Jiang's father, and everyone went home.

In the hotel room, Xiao Jiang lay motionless on the bed, his eyes were round, but he snored like thunder. Father Jiang anxiously asked what was going on, and Fang Gang came over and said, "His soul is no longer in his body now, so he can deceive that classmate surnamed Wu and make his yin spirit mistakenly think that Xiao Jiang has been entangled by it, so that he is willing to leave Xiao Jiang." ”

Father Jiang suddenly realized, and Secretary Fan couldn't help but ask, "So, where can the ghost of classmate Wu go?" ”

Fang Gang said: "The string of black beads in Azambaden's hand is made of human bones hundreds of years ago, and it has the effect of storing yin spirits. Wu's Yin Spirit is temporarily in the black beads, and he will bless Wu's Yin Spirit into the Buddha card, and then sell it to the good believers to wear and worship, so that he can accumulate good fortune for himself while helping others, so as to get out of this wandering state as soon as possible. ”

Secretary Fan's mouth was wide open and he didn't close it for a long time.

"How can my son get back to normal?" Father Jiang asked.

I said, "Three to five days after Azan Baden leaves Bangkok, Xiao Jiang will gradually get better, and when he is completely normal, you can go back to China." But there is one thing, counting from the time Xiao Jiang returns to normal, he must save a life within ten days. If you can't do it, or if you don't really save someone's life, no one knows the consequences. ”

Father Jiang was suddenly anxious: "How can there be such a rule?" You didn't say it at the beginning! ”

I sneered: "We all know very well why your son is haunted by ghosts. He is willful and arrogant, domineering at school, and does whatever he wants. If he hadn't pursued that girl Zhou, he wouldn't have often troubled classmate Wu, and as a result, he forced an honest student to commit suicide by jumping off the building. This sin, Xiao Jiang has already carried it on his back, and classmate Wu's yin spirit is extremely resentful, and only Azan Baden can solve it. ”

Father Jiang was speechless, Secretary Fan looked embarrassed, and asked, "But where are you going to save people's lives?" ”

Fang Gang smoked his cigar and said: "That's your business, you have to remember, you must really save people's lives, you can't set up a situation by yourself and save yourself, and you can't save that kind of evil person, such as getting a condemned prisoner out of prison." ”

"So, what will happen if you can't save people within ten days?" Father Jiang asked. I said that no one knows this, it is a means of revenge of the gods, what is in the mind of the ghost, how can people know?

After staying in the hotel for three days, Xiao Jiang really returned to normal, except for some mental tension, there was nothing abnormal. Jiang's father hugged his son and cried, for fear that he would never see this only son again.

Everything that should be done has been completed, and the Jiang father and son and Secretary Fan took a plane back to Shanxi. This business received 300,000 baht, excluding the 200,000 that Azan Baden deserved, Fang Gang and I each divided 50,000 baht, which is 10,000 yuan. I am so happy in my heart, I have not only rectified Xiaojiang, but also made money. I called Lao Xie and ate and drank with Fang Gang in Pattaya for several days.

Later, Miss Zhou texted me and asked me if I had helped Xiao Jiang exorcise evil spirits, but I couldn't explain it and didn't reply at all. But then Miss Zhou informed me that Xiao Jiang had been recuperating in his hometown for half a month and had returned to Fuzhou to continue his studies. Since then, there have been no hauntings in the school dormitory and around Xiao Jiang, but Xiao Jiang seems to have changed as a person, always in a trance during the day, as if he is not sleeping enough. I don't sleep late in the dormitory at night, I'm obviously sleepy to death, but I still support playing games or watching movies, so I chew a lot of dried chili peppers to refresh myself and stunned my roommates, and no one knows why. But as soon as Xiao Jiang fell asleep, he would wake up screaming and ask him what was wrong. Xiao Jiang's mental state, not to mention going to school, can't even live a normal life, there is no way, and later his father had to pick up Xiao Jiang. No one knows which school he transferred to after dropping out of the high school in Fuzhou and what his future life will be.

Miss Zhou asked me if I had exorcised Xiao Jiang from evil spirits, but at the same time used other methods to make him insane, but I didn't answer. Of course she didn't understand, but Fang Gang and I knew very well. Whenever Xiao Jiang fell asleep, he would experience the fear and pain of jumping from the roof of a building, falling and bleeding from his mouth and nose to death. The pain was of course inhuman, leaving him with a nervous breakdown and having to try to make himself sleep as little or no sleep as possible. But it's not okay if people don't sleep, and they can't hide from it, this kind of pain will accompany Xiao Jiang for life.

What I can be sure of is that Xiao Jiang did not find a chance to save people's lives in ten days, and I will definitely ask me for questions. I can even imagine how the Jiang family desperately tried to find a way to arrange people everywhere, staring at places like rivers, rooftops and viaducts, and once they found that someone wanted to commit suicide, they immediately called Xiao Jiang and asked him to come and save people. Unfortunately, this kind of thing is often seen in the news, but if you have to specify that you want to encounter it somewhere at a certain time, the probability is almost zero.

Things like Xiao Jiang's frequent violence against his classmates at school are happening everywhere in China, and I also encountered them when I was in school. I remember that I was in my first year of high school, and there was a male classmate named Jia Gang in the class (sorry to use his real name here, because I don't think he could have seen it), he was short, ugly, dark and fat, his family was very poor, his clothes were very torn every day, and his hair was always messy and long.

He has a kind and weak personality, and he laughs at everyone he talks to, but for some reason, the boys in the class like to bully him, for no other reason, just because he is short, ugly, dark, fat and weak. Every time after school, more than a dozen boys would gather him in the alley and kick him, pull him by the hair, force him to bend down, and kick him in the face with their feet. The others stood by and laughed, and the scene was the same as the school violence videos that are often seen on the Internet now, except that there were no mobile phones and no one to record them. A few of my more honest classmates and I were forced to participate every time, but we didn't dare to do it, so we had to stand by it.

After the Spring Festival that year, Jia Gang wore a new outfit for the first time, and the pants and leather shoes were also newly bought, but we laughed at him even more, because the clothes and shoes were obviously the cheapest and cheapest, and the size seemed to be very incompatible, and it looked funny to wear on him. He didn't care about our jokes, he had a smile on his face, after all, it was still a joy for him to wear a new outfit. But after school, several classmates deliberately kicked Jia Gang's clothes and pants with muddy soles, and stomped on the toes of his shoes. Jia Gang was angry but didn't dare to say anything, just stood on the side of the road and didn't go home. At that time, I looked back at him and thought to myself that the clothes were probably bought by his parents who worked hard to save money, and now that it is like this, how can Jia Gang explain it. I can even imagine how angry his parents were when they saw it, thinking that this son was hopeless.

I was only sixteen years old at the time, and now more than 20 years have passed, but I still remember Jia Gang's stunned appearance. I don't understand why they had to be so happy to beat such a harmless classmate at that time. At the same time, I felt a little guilty, although I was not a participant, but as a bystander, I didn't have the courage to stop my classmates from abusing and bullying at that time, not at all.

Now, I still have a connection with these high school classmates, and they all have their own careers and are even respected. But I'm sure I've long forgotten what I did, and I've never asked. Perhaps, there is a devil living in everyone's heart, but you don't know it.