To be sure he hadn't misread, Sun Chuang quickly rubbed his eyes. There was nothing on Sun Chuang's shoulder.
My surprised reaction naturally drew Zhang Dabiao's attention. He nudged me with his elbow and said in a voice only we could hear, "What are you looking at? So engrossed, have you taken a liking to the girl?"
Leaping past Sun Chuang's figure, I looked at the girl eating with her head down in the distance. Just then, she also looked up. Seeing me looking at her, she gave me a big smile, which startled me into quickly averting my gaze.
"Brother Zhang, if you like her, I won't object. I'll even encourage you to pursue her, but I'm not blind to that extent, am I!"
What joke was this? She was indeed a girl. If not for her long hair and the flesh mountain on her chest, I would have thought she was a pig. This was simply immoderately fat.
Zhang Dabiao chuckled, "Tsk, I come from a family of means..."
Seeing us whispering, Sun Chuang nervously turned his head and looked around, his face showing some unnaturalness.
"Wh-what are you looking at? Is there anything strange about me?" As he spoke, Sun Chuang spun around in front of me.
Fearing I had misread, I covered up, "Brother Sun, although the weather isn't cold now, you might catch a cold if you're wet. Why don't you change your clothes first, then order some dishes and we'll have a drink? I'm actually a bit hungry."
"Alright, I'll go change first, then order a few dishes to celebrate both of you being in good health and about to be discharged."
Watching Sun Chuang's retreating back, Zhang Dabiao put down the orange in his hand and asked in a deep voice, "You noticed something was wrong too?"
I looked at Zhang Dabiao with some surprise, "Did you notice something was wrong earlier?"
"I felt something was off about this guy from the moment he appeared at the hospital. Didn't you feel his yin energy was a bit heavy?" Zhang Dabiao chuckled, "Look at my memory, I forgot you're a Yin Master and can't read the fortunes of living people. But how did you figure out he was a bit strange?"
"Just now, when there was lightning, a little ghost head appeared on his shoulder."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dabiao's expression became solemn, "Are you sure you didn't misread?"
"What are you kidding me? If it weren't for the ancestral rules against reading the fortunes of living people, I'd know how he got contaminated by these evil spirits..."
Facing my boasting, Zhang Dabiao didn't refute. He gave a strange laugh, "Little brother, I'm afraid this matter is a bit troublesome." Su Dan Novel Network
"Troublesome?"
"Hmm?"
"Have you heard of raising ghost children in Nanyang?"
I froze for a moment.
"This..."
I knew about raising ghost children. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a unique sorcery of Nanyang, but its origin traced back to our Chinese Maoshan sect.
To put it nicely, it's called raising ghost children. To put it harshly, it's Maoshan's Five Luck Ghost Moving Technique, which involves refining the souls of infants who died before birth to be commanded by the practitioner.
Because infants who died before birth were too rare, some people turned their attention to pregnant women. For this reason, it was once eradicated by various Chinese Taoist sects. Therefore, there have been no instances of raising ghost children in China, and the consequences of discovery are self-evident.
"You mean Sun Chuang has gotten involved with a Nanyang sorcerer?"
Zhang Dabiao surveyed the surroundings, ensuring no one was paying attention to us, and then shook his head, "That's unlikely. While the major sects like Maoshan and Longhu Mountain are fiercely competitive, they guard their gates strictly. They wouldn't allow Nanyang sorcerers to come here. So I suspect..."
I continued, "You suspect someone is secretly refining ghost children?"
"Exactly. We are both Feng Shui masters. Although we walk different paths, it's not easy for ordinary people to tamper with us. Now, both your and my memories are incomplete. Someone must have secretly interfered. Perhaps we can find the answer on Sun Chuang."
As we spoke, Sun Chuang led several people, all carrying things, towards us.
"Gentlemen, don't just stand here watching the rain. We bought the things, let's eat and drink to celebrate your recovery..."
Zhang Dabiao gave me a look. I chuckled, saying Brother Sun worked hard, and then entered the ward.
At first, the nurse at the door wouldn't allow it, saying that after recovering, one shouldn't drink alcohol or eat meat. It was only after Sun Chuang slipped a few "old man bills" into her hand that she said, "I won't be responsible if anything happens." Sun Chuang patted his chest and guaranteed he would take responsibility if anything happened, only then did they see off the nurse. After locking the door, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why is this little nurse so difficult to deal with nowadays? One bill isn't enough, she wants more. It's really a headache..."
Zhang Dabiao, changing his earlier disdainful expression, laughed heartily, "Brother Sun, you're so charming! It's only because of your 'money power' that she fancies you. If we tried to use our 'money power,' she wouldn't even pay attention to us..."
Some say alcohol is a good thing because it can bring people closer. Others say alcohol is not a good thing because it can make people lose their usual calmness and composure.
However, in my opinion, it depends on the situation. Right now, using it on Sun Chuang is definitely a good thing.
At first, Sun Chuang kept urging us to drink more. It was obvious he had unspeakable secrets. But as time went on, Zhang Dabiao's robust northern drinking capacity overwhelmed him, making his tongue stiff.
I secretly gave Zhang Dabiao a thumbs-up. It was fortunate to encounter someone like him who could drink. If I drank a bottle of Erguotou, I would have no idea where the sun rose.
Zhang Dabiao pretended to be drunk and said with a slurred tongue, "Th-this time, I have to thank you for paying our m-medical bills. Otherwise, we both would have to sleep on the streets."
Sun Chuang's eyes widened, and he said with a slurred tongue, "Are you sc-scolding me? Am I, Sun Chuang, the kind of person who doesn't value loyalty? Wh-when I left, there was a re-reason."
To extract more secrets from him, I sneered, "What reason? You were just afraid of death, weren't you? Otherwise, how could you have left me alone in that ghost place, Mo Village..."
Before I could finish, Sun Chuang interrupted me. He threw the wine bottle in his hand to the ground, "You-you're talking nonsense. I, Sun-Sun Chuang, fear-fear everything except death. You're slandering me."
I was not to be outdone, and said with a grim face, "Then why did you leave a note and run away by yourself? If you're not a cowardly thing, how could you do something so shameful that your son would have no backdoor?"
Sun Chuang grabbed my collar, his eyes red like a rabbit's, staring at me intently, "You-you think I-I wanted to! It was that stinky woman who forced me to do it, otherwise how could I..." Before he could finish speaking, he fell headfirst onto the ground, his deafening snores no less powerful than the rain outside.
Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao went up and kicked him a couple of times. Finding no reaction, he said, "He's really drunk and asleep. But who is that stinky woman he mentioned? Could it be Fang Huixin?"
I frowned and remained silent, because I felt that what Sun Chuang said was a bit strange, with a sense of disjointedness.
Then, an idea struck me, "Brother Zhang, do you dare to capture souls?"