Chapter 32: Shock

I bumped into someone. My first reaction was of course to say sorry, but unfortunately I got no response at all. I knew right away that I had bumped into that weird beauty, and she didn’t even care about me.

Instead, he said to the old man, “Master Liu, no matter how many quilts you have, they won’t help.” The voice was very strange.

I felt that I was standing there for no reason, so I simply turned around and went downstairs.

Qinhuai was waiting for me downstairs. When he saw me coming down with a somewhat despondent look, he immediately understood everything. He came over, patted me on the shoulder and said, “It’s okay. There are still many clues. If you don’t find it here, look elsewhere. Anyway, I’ll be with you.”

I looked at Qin Huai gratefully and shook my head and said, “How much money do you have on you?”

Qin Huai took out his wallet and gave me the money in it without even looking at it, saying, “It’s not enough. I still have a bank card. Just withdraw it.”

I didn’t bother to be polite to Qin Huai, I put the money in my pocket and said, “I’ll borrow it first. I still have some money on me. It’s enough for buying ordinary things. I’m not satisfied. I want to try again. I’ll go do business with him and see if I can get some information out of him.”

“Okay, just tell me what to do.” Qin Huai didn’t say anything else.

I was about to go upstairs with the money in my pocket when the strange beauty came downstairs again. She still looked at me with a wandering gaze and said, “Master Liu wants you to go upstairs. He has something to tell you.”

What’s going on? The old man’s attitude just now had always made me feel desperate. How could there be a turnaround? Is my luck exceptionally good today?

The strange beauty didn’t say much to me, and after saying that, she went upstairs. I was in a state of great surprise until Qin Huai patted me on the head and said, “What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go up. Maybe you’ll find out where Master Jiang and the others are.”

“Yes!” I nodded, almost unable to hold back the smile on my face and rushed up.

When I reached the room, I was still panting and didn’t care about anything else. I said to the old man, “Master Liu… Master Liu, are you… is there a master…”

But before I could finish my sentence, Master Liu waved his hand at me, signaling me to stop asking, then stood up shakily. When I saw him standing up, he looked like a leaf swaying in the wind, and I couldn’t help but go over and help him up.

He looked at me, his eyes filled with warmth, then coughed and said, “Follow me.”

I knew that this was not the time to ask questions, so I silently followed behind Master Liu. He was very weak and walked very slowly, almost one step at a time, but I dared not be impatient in the slightest, and could only follow behind him.

He moved to the next room, and I quickly opened the door for him. But as soon as I opened the door, I could smell an indescribable smell from the room at such a close distance.

To describe it specifically, it was a faint smell of urine mixed with a little rotten smell. I frowned slightly and then looked around the room. There was no electric light, just a candle with a lampshade.

The room was very simple, except for a large bed and a TV hanging on the wall. It was very similar to the layout in modern hospitals, where patients can see the TV when they look up.

Apart from this, the room is simply furnished with two chairs and a small dining table, which is now lit by a candle.

In theory, the layout of this room is not weird at all. The only weird thing is that the bed is covered with a very thick quilt, and then that quilt is also covered with a very thick quilt. But the difference is that the quilt is hung by four strings, which are connected to four nails on the ceiling. It seems that the person who covered the quilt could not bear the pressure and had to use this as a leverage. But I didn’t see anyone on the bed.

I couldn’t comment on anything, so I waited respectfully at the door for Master Liu to enter before following him in. He walked unsteadily to the bed, and I quickly moved the stool behind him. He looked at me with a grateful expression, and then said to me in a voice like a bellows: “Young man…”

“Chen Chengyi.”

“Well, that’s a good name. Chen Chengyi, come over here. Come a little closer and take a look at my daughter.” Master Liu said.

I was confused. I had come to ask about Master Liu and Kunlun, so why did he ask me to look at his daughter? Actually, I had seen his daughter before. She was the one who opened the door for us, and she had an inexplicable air of death about her.

I had just taken a step when I heard a sound from the bed that was even more unpleasant than the sound of Liu Qingyuan blowing the bellows. I couldn’t describe the sound, but if I had to, it would be full of a sense of decay, as if it were a simple vocal cord making a sound.

“Don’t come over, don’t come over, Liu Qingyuan, I hate you, I hate you, why don’t you let me die.”

I was embarrassed and more confused. I froze for a moment, not knowing whether I should go over or not, so I looked at Master Liu.

Master Liu waved his hand at me, indicating that I should stay put, then carefully took out a ceramic bottle from his bosom. The mouth of the bottle was somewhat like a condiment bottle. He stood up with the bottle, slowly approached the bed, and then said softly, “Good daughter, good, use this, and you won’t be in pain anymore.”

He then held the porcelain bottle and seemed to move it towards the invisible person on the bed. I guessed that he had sprinkled some powder, and the sound from that side gradually died down.

If a stranger did this, I would definitely think I was witnessing a murder scene, that someone was poisoning someone. But this Master Liu, my master once told me some things about him, and I know how much he loves his daughter. He would never do this.

After everything had calmed down, Master Liu let out a sigh of relief, as if he had accomplished something great, and said to me, “Okay, you can come over now.”

I don’t know why I actually resisted going over, but I couldn’t refuse him. I finally walked over step by step and stood next to him.

The light in the room was dim and faint. He seemed to be afraid that I couldn’t see clearly, so he took out a flashlight from his pocket and said to me, “Take a look.”

I looked down and stumbled back three steps. This was definitely the most specific feeling I had ever had in my life… I couldn’t describe it, so I could only use words to describe the appearance.

There was indeed a person lying on the bed, or rather a skeleton wrapped in human skin, as thin as an African refugee, with only a few strands of hair left on his head, tied up carefully with a red string, but even so, it was impossible to tell the sex.

But African refugees at least have life, and a normal complexion. The person lying on the bed exudes a heavy stench of decay, and the skin is a strange grayish black. But what is even more terrifying is the appearance of blood vessels on the face.

“Come over here,” Master Liu continued to yell at me.

I dared not show anything, and could only walk over again. I saw that Master Liu had laboriously removed a thread attached to the quilt, and then lifted up a part of the quilt. I felt as if I were seeing a skeleton wrapped up tightly.

He casually lifted up a part of the body’s clothing, revealing the stomach, and said to me, “Take a look. This is what my daughter looks like.”

I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I turned around and rushed out of the room, squatting in the hallway and spitting out a few mouthfuls of sour water! At that moment I thought, “Oh no, how could I have let this emotion show?

Anyone who saw that scene would feel the same way. The body was very thin, but it was rotting. I saw a rotting belly with some ribs showing. I couldn’t believe that the girl was still alive.

Yes, it is a precious thing to be alive. Even ants try to survive.

But isn’t this kind of living a kind of suffering? I seemed to understand the girl’s hatred. Her father had turned the beautiful thing of living into suffering. How could she not hate him?

“Come in,” Liu’s voice came from the room. I could only wipe my mouth and then walked into the room I didn’t want to go into at all, pretending to be calm.

“I can tell you some clues and some things I know, but you must help my daughter. You just bumped into Qiqi, and she felt it. You have a very strong spiritual sense. I want you to go to the real ghost market.” Master Liu didn’t turn around, but his voice clearly reached my ears.

Before I could say anything, he continued, “There is an easier way. I have been doing business for many years and have also taken the lives of others. If you are willing to lend your life to my daughter, I will tell you what you want to know. What do you think?”