Chapter 3 From Resentful Babies to Ghost Children
The woman looked me up and down, probably because I was too young, with a look of disbelief on her face and a frown.
At the same time, the driver who drove for the woman got out of the car and pushed me directly: "What kind of fun is the little hairy child, get out of the way!"
After saying this, under the guidance of the driver, the woman went to an old man with a white beard without even looking back.
I know that white-bearded old man, surnamed Zhang, who claims to be a close disciple of Zhang Tianshi, but in fact, he has no skills, all of them are the Taoists who learned to fool people in hexagram books.
I would have forgotten if I had done it in normal times, but this woman is really in trouble, and ghost children usually ask for their lives when they sit on their shoulders.
Thinking of this, I took two quick steps and chased after it. But as soon as I wanted to speak, the white-bearded old man immediately glared at me, meaning that I didn't know the rules and wanted to steal business.
But I shook my head, and insisted on holding the woman and said, "Sister, you believe me, take me to your house now, otherwise you will have * annoyance." ”
The woman looked annoyed by me, and frowned again.
And this time, the white-bearded old man simply stood up, pointed at me, and said, "What are you capable of, little brat, hurry up and die, don't delay this female benefactor!"
As soon as I heard this, my anger surged upward, after all, the white-bearded old man really has the ability, and if this woman believes his nonsense, she will die in less than three days.
So I didn't let me choke, and directly scolded back: "I respect you and call you uncle, but this matter is really not something you can manage!"
The white-bearded old man was obviously stunned, because he usually counted him as the most fierce under the overpass, and everyone gave him face, and no one scolded him, so he immediately became angry when I said this.
"Can I do this?" The white-bearded old man was so angry that his beard exploded: "Then let's try to compete!"
His so-called competition and competition, to put it bluntly, is to compare words and other things, such as looking at the face and saying the surname. This is actually a trick to fool people, and when I look at this white-bearded old man, I have a little unclear relationship with the woman's driver.
But I didn't pay attention to him at all, and replied: "Feel free to you." ”
The white-bearded old man stroked his beard vigorously and asked the woman decently, "Report your birthday." ”
The woman took a piece of paper and wrote down her birthday and handed it to the white-bearded old man.
The white-bearded old man's fingers flew up and down, according to the nonsense of the birth date on the paper, and only after a long time did he pretend to nod mysteriously: "Girl, if I want to be correct, your surname is Bai, your family lives in the east of the city, you are rich and noble, and you have a daughter with your husband." Am I right?"
Leaving these words, the white-bearded old man looked like a master of the world, and glanced at me lightly, as if he had a chance to win.
The woman's reaction was very surprised, and she hurriedly called the white-bearded old man master in a row: "You are too accurate, master, I won't hide it from you, I recently met ......."
Without waiting for the woman to finish speaking, I quickly pulled the woman's arm, put my mouth to her ear and booed: "Don't blindly believe it first, maybe your driver has already told him this information, but what I want to say is that you are not only this one child, you should have had an abortion two years ago." ”
When I had finished speaking, the woman's face changed, and she looked at me with incredible eyes, saying, "How do you know that?"
Seeing the woman's radical reaction, the white-bearded old man and the driver looked at me in confusion.
I continued, "There are some things that are easy to say, but not good, if you can trust me, let's find a quiet place to talk." ”
The woman nodded her head like a chicken eating rice: "Trustworthy, trustworthy, shall we go to the restaurant opposite for dinner?"
When I heard her say that, I knew I was on the point.
The white-bearded old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and the driver also said to the woman on the side: "Sister Bai, don't listen to this kid's nonsense, you see how old he is, and he is still dressed so shabby......."
Without waiting for the driver to finish speaking, the woman, who was Sister Bai, immediately interrupted the driver's words, and then made a gesture of invitation to me politely, and told the driver not to follow.
Sister Bai and I entered the restaurant opposite, and after ordering the food, Sister Bai asked me, "Young man, oh no, how do you know, little master?"
I didn't speak at first, after all, I was so hungry that my stomach was refluxed, and I hugged a bowl of rice before answering her words: "I saw it with my eyes, and I was afraid that you would be afraid when I said it, have you often met a little boy in your dreams recently, and he has been pestering you to hug you?"
Sister Bai nodded heavily, and while trying to put vegetables into my bowl, she said, "That's right, I wanted to hug him, but as soon as I wanted to hug him, he bit me." ”
I put down my chopsticks and nodded, and went straight to the topic: "In our jargon, you have met a ghost child, generally speaking, there are many kinds of ghost children, such as raising a little ghost to be eaten back, but I just saw that little ghost sitting on your shoulder and a little unbearable, so I guess you should have had an abortion two years ago." ”
Sister Bai listened to my words, gasped, and was so anxious that she was about to cry: "Then what should I do now, I have been very weak recently, I often feel like I am carrying a mountain on my shoulders, and I still dream of the child in my dreams, and then everything is very unlucky." ”
"I know what you say. I gave Sister Bai a comforting look: "But we first have to figure out how this child became a resentful baby, it is said that ordinary abortions will only have some cause and effect, and will not become a resentful baby." So you don't mind telling me about your ex-husband ......."
Speaking of this, I felt that my words were inappropriate, so I hurriedly changed my words: "Maybe the father of this child, what kind of person is he?"
Although I had considered Sister Bai's emotions enough, when I mentioned that man, she suddenly became nervous and frightened, and it was not difficult for me to see from her eyes that she was afraid to recall those unbearable years.
Then I didn't say anything more, picked up my chopsticks and shoved them into my mouth, because I knew she needed a process to digest the excitement of the memory.
After a long time, Sister Bai calmed down, and her violently undulating chest gradually calmed down a lot: "That scumbag, he ...... He wanted to poison me and the child, but he refused to let me give birth to the child, and I had no choice but to go to the hospital for an abortion in order to protect myself!"
"After that, this resentment is not enough to form a ghost child. "I tried my best to keep my emotions in my voice so that it didn't sound so turbulent that it irritated her.
"After that...... After that, I got depression, and I wanted to kill that scumbag, but I couldn't do it, so he ran away!" Sister Bai clenched her fists when she said this.
After learning this, a bad premonition hit my heart: "Could it be that the resentful baby has been artificially formed!"
I just thought about this in my heart, and I didn't say it directly, but through Sister Bai's self-description, I found more and more that this possibility is very great.
After all, during the period from the resentful baby to the ghost child, that child has been raised by others, otherwise it would be impossible to take revenge until now!
And if you have the ability to raise a resentful baby into a ghost child, then the scumbag in Sister Bai's mouth must be a master!