dragon hunter

Chapter 139 Ghost Matchmaker

I had a very long dream, and I can't remember some details, but the figure of a woman lingered all the time.

"Fanfan, mom will be back soon." The woman turned around after speaking, and walked further and further away. No matter how I shouted, she didn't look back.

"Mom, don't go!" I yelled, opening my eyes profusely with sweat.

Seeing the snow-white roof clearly, knowing that it was just a dream, a sense of loss rose from my heart.

"Ah, you're finally awake." A surprised voice came from beside me.

I sat up with a confused face, looked around suspiciously, and found that this was Zhen Qingyi's villa, rubbed my head vigorously, sorting out my messy thoughts.

"Do you know that you have been in a coma for several days, and everyone is worried to death." Zhen Qingyi stood up from the chair and came over to support me.

"Have you been here these days?" I saw a sunken mark beside the bed.

Zhen Qingyi was supposed to be sleeping on the bedside just now, with pressure marks on her face.

"After acupuncture for you every day, I have to stay to check the effect. Your body is too exhausted. I'm afraid you will have an accident." Zhen Qingyi picked up the pillow and placed it behind me.

A faint warm current flowed through my heart, and the sadness in the dream was diluted a lot at once.

"What happened after I fell into a coma, are you all okay?" I recalled the previous scenes and worried about Mr. Lai's safety.

"Everyone came back safely. Mr. Lai was slightly injured. Lang Ying and her uncle are fine." Zhen Qingyi poured me a glass of warm water.

Just as I was talking, the phone rang. Zhen Qingyi took out the phone from his pocket, saw the caller ID, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and handed it to me, "Dr. Jiang, call every day to say hello."

I connected the phone, and a gentle voice came from the phone.

Hearing my voice, Jiang Qing said with a bit of surprise in her voice that she had followed the medical team and returned to the headquarters of the Red Cross Society. She also said that Asu had been adopted by her, and asked me how my health was.

This phone call lasted for more than half an hour, until Zhen Qingyi stared at me angrily, as if you would come to grab the phone if you don't hang up, I touched my nose in embarrassment, said goodbye, and hung up the phone .

"By the way, Lang Ying and her uncle have already gone back because of urgent matters at home, but I left something for you." Zhen Qingyi took the phone and glared at me.

"What is it, show me." I was curious.

Zhen Qingyi walked out, and not long after, she came over with a small box and an envelope.

I took the small box and opened it, and saw a piece of emerald green jade pendant in the shape of a dragon lying quietly in the box.

"This jade is too precious, you shouldn't accept it." My expression changed slightly. I have personally experienced the magic of this dragon-shaped jade pendant, and it seems that this piece of jade has a special meaning in the Lang family.

"I don't want to take it, but they put down their things and left. I didn't catch up." Zhen Qingyi waved his hands helplessly.

I sighed, opened the envelope, and the handwriting on the white paper was flying around.

"Brother Zhang, Ankang! The Dragon Transformation Stone is too precious, and the Lang family can't repay it. I left a token of the dragon pattern. I hope Brother Zhang will not dislike you. I have urgent business at home, and after finishing trivial matters, I will definitely come to visit. If you don't get drunk, you won't return. .”

"This old guy seems rude, but I didn't expect to be able to write well." I really couldn't connect the piece of paper in my hand with that gangster Lang Xingsong.

"Look at this time, how dangerous it is, don't be so impulsive in the future." The little girl in Zhen Qingyi muttered.

I smiled lightly, feeling that there was nothing serious about my body other than a little weak, I slowly moved out of bed, trying to stretch my muscles and bones.

"Slow down, when you were sent back, your face was pale and you almost scared me to death." Zhen Qingyi stretched out his hand to support me, murmuring.

"It's over." I moved my hands and feet slowly, recalling my trip to Nanyang, and I still have lingering fears.

"I didn't dare to tell Second Uncle about your coma, for fear that he would be worried." Zhen Qingyi gossiped.

There was a sound in my stomach, Zhen Qingyi smiled slightly, and said to make me something to eat, when the doorbell rang outside.

Zhen Qingyi helped me to the bed, went out and opened the door, Mr. Lai's voice sounded outside.

"Brother Zhang, you've finally woken up." Mr. Lai walked in with a slightly excited expression.

I invite the other party to sit down, we have experienced life and death together, the relationship is closer than ordinary friends, there is no need to pay attention to any formalities.

I looked at Mr. Lai's face and saw that his appearance was a little dark, so I was relieved. It seems that the sequelae of inviting the patriarch to the upper body are not too serious.

The two sides chatted for a while, and I noticed a detail. Mr. Lai was always hesitant to speak, as if he had something to say and it was inconvenient to speak.

"Brother Lai, is there anything between you and me that is inconvenient to talk about?" I asked directly.

Mr. Lai hesitated for a moment, sighed, and said, "Let's not talk about this, you just woke up, you should take care of your body first."

"Is it the thing you mentioned before?" My heart moved, and I asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's been so many years anyway, and there's no rush for a while." Although Mr. Lai spoke openly, his frowning betrayed his heart.

"Let's talk about it, no matter what, don't delay." I still remember the scene of Mr. Lai's recklessness in front of Puzan.

Speaking of the incident in Nanyang, Mr. Lai has nothing to do with it, but he really gave his life to help us. This favor must be kept in mind.

"About my daughter, you also saw her last time." Mr. Lai sighed again and finally spoke.

"Is it because of the mourning mole?" I was puzzled, the evil mole was indeed dangerous, but it wasn't enough to make a Feng Shui master frown.

"It's not just because of that mole, the whole thing has to start with a nosy thing I took care of when I was young." Mr. Lai took out a pack of cigarettes, then remembered that I just woke up, and put it back in his pocket.

"It's not a girl, not so delicate." I gave the other party a cigarette and lit one myself.

"Have you heard of the ghost matchmaker?" Mr. Lai walked over to open the window.

"Ghost matchmaker, everyone in the circle calls out to beat rats, who doesn't know." I took a drag on my cigarette.

Ghost matchmakers are the worst in the business of eating shady food. This group of wicked ghosts specially match the dead with yin marriages.

That kind of yin marriage is not a marriage between a dead person and a dead person, but smothering a girl to death in a coffin and marrying a dead person. It is [-] times worse than the ghost bride.

Moreover, these street rats often do something even more wicked, which is digging up graves.

If the corpses of women from rich families can be dug up, these wicked ghosts will be given to some people with special fates to match them with yin marriages.

"When I was young, I once met a ghost matchmaker who matched someone with a yin marriage. She used the dug up female corpse to match the marriage." Mr. Lai took a deep breath of the cigarette and exhaled the smoke ring. A nonsense."

"Then what happened later? Ghost matchmakers are usually ignorant village women, so they shouldn't be able to retaliate against Brother Lai?" I asked puzzled.

"Xiaoxi was just born at that time, and I took their mother and daughter to travel outside." Mr. Lai sat on a chair and told the past, "When I encountered that incident, I couldn't see it, so I stopped it. I didn't expect The man's family has a history, and the ghost matchmaker was forced to commit suicide because she failed to do her job."

I was about to ask the follow-up, Zhen Qingyi walked in, holding a bowl of lotus seed porridge, "Eat something to rest your stomach first, lotus seed porridge to replenish your energy."

I thanked him, took the lotus seed porridge, and signaled Mr. Lai to have a bowl too, but he shook his hand and said he was not hungry.

Zhen Qingyi turned around and walked out. I drank two mouthfuls of porridge and asked what happened afterwards.

"When the ghost matchmaker committed suicide, she cast a curse. Mother Xiaoxi and I are not ordinary people, and we don't care about the curse, but Xiaoxi is different. She is still a baby." Mr. Lai said with regret.

"So it's like this. The baby's fate is not finalized, and it's really troublesome to be entangled with the curse." I muttered to myself, and finally knew the origin of the mourning mole on Xiaoxi's face.

"If it's just the mole of the mourning family, I wouldn't be helpless. There are even more troublesome things." Mr. Lai took a puff of cigarette depressedly, "The female corpse who was married to a yin marriage was a Miaojiang voodoo girl in her lifetime. After tossing, the result is a fraudulent corpse."

I was a little speechless, it really was full of twists and turns, Mr. Lai never checked the almanac before he went out.

"The female corpse has a special life, and the place where she was buried is also special. After fraudulent corpse, it became a serious problem. I don't know why, but the female corpse has been entangled with me for more than ten years." Mr. Lai said in a sad tone.

I subconsciously thought that his weird office layout and the wooden carving of the Martial Saint Zhanjiao were obviously intended to suppress some kind of evil spirit.

"You have been to my office, and that special female corpse is kept in the basement of the psychiatric hospital." After Mr. Lai finished speaking, he kept smoking.

After listening to the whole story, I still have some doubts in my heart, because I don't know what Mr. Lai needs me to do for him.

"You want me to help you get rid of the female corpse?" I asked puzzled, and asked myself, what Mr. Lai can't do, I may not be able to do.

"If getting rid of her would solve the problem, I would have done it a long time ago." Mr. Lai stood up irritatedly, "She put a kind of Gu on Xiaoxi, which is connected with her breath. If you get rid of her, Xiaoxi will also die Can't live."

"Then what can I do to help?" I still can't figure out what Mr. Lai likes about me.

"I want you to accompany me to Miaojiang to find the secret technique to dispel Gu." Mr. Lai said expectantly.

"It's okay to go to Miaojiang, but why didn't brother Lai do it sooner?" I looked confused, it's been more than ten years, and now I think of finding the secret technique of Gu?

"You are the descendant of Xunlong Zhang's family. The place I am going to has something to do with you. Without you, I may not be able to go in." Mr. Lai said bluntly.

"I've never been to Miaojiang in my whole life, so how come it has something to do with me?" I think this is really strange.

"The Gu technique used by the female corpse has been lost, and the place where the Gu technique may be recorded is precisely a relic related to your Zhang family. Do you think it has anything to do with it?" Mr. Lai asked while staring at me.

(End of this chapter)