Chapter 31 Stealing Life
The master explained it very simply and explained my own situation to me in great detail.
I probably understood what it meant. My energy had been stolen, and there was no oil in the lamp.
I became unlucky and kept bumping into dirty things.
And those dirty things like to pester people who are unlucky.
So it becomes a vicious cycle that repeats itself over and over again.
The female ghost who got into the car accident was just the straw that broke the camel's back.
Let my fortune reach a red line.
Fortunately, I met Gu Hui, who is now my master.
However, I still have doubts in my heart.
Who stole my birthday?
"Master, who stole my birthday and left me without lamp oil?"
The master replied calmly:
"What else could there be? Those dirty things!
You were born with a negative destiny, and in the eyes of those dirty things, you are just a walking offering.
Taking a bite of your essence is like offering incense for a year.
They all want to take a bite of you, and they all want to swallow your lamp oil."
Having said this, the master glanced behind me unconsciously.
It seemed like he was looking at something, and there seemed to be someone standing behind him.
I noticed his move and turned my head subconsciously.
Empty, nothing.
The master continued:
"Fortunately, you accumulated good deeds in your previous life and had noble people to help you.
Only then can you live peacefully until now.
But over time, your life is still exhausted.
There was also a serious problem with the lamp.
Now, it has reached its limit.
If I'm not wrong in my inference.
There should be dark spots on your chest."
I was horrified when I heard this.
I don’t know what dark spots are, but I heard from my master that they will appear on the chest.
I quickly opened my clothes and took a look.
Sure enough, I found a dark blue mark the size of a fist on my chest.
Only the middle of the chest, about the size of the little finger, is still a normal flesh color.
I rubbed it with my hands, but it didn't hurt or itch and it couldn't be rubbed off.
The master picked up the tea bowl and took a sip:
"When this thing grows all over your chest.
Even if the dirt is not life-threatening, it means the lamp is completely broken.
You will die too.
A person whose longevity is eaten up by ghosts is still a scapegoat even if he becomes a ghost.
He can only wander around, and either he will be lucky enough to be lured to the underworld by a ghost, or he will find another scapegoat.
Otherwise, if you encounter a scorching sun, you will melt."
I was very frightened and asked hurriedly:
"Master, I, what should I do now?"
The master put down the tea bowl and exhaled:
"Don't panic, we can still be saved now.
If you want to survive, you must first replenish your body and remove dark spots, and then add lamp oil to extend your life.
But what is replenished is not the physical body, but your life wheel.
Use this old medicine condensed with the essence of Yin to fight poison with poison. First, you will be rid of the Yin Corpse Qi.
Repair your life wheel, mend your broken lamp.
This old money is also called ghost longevity money.
In a moment I will put it on your hand, and it will seal your spirit.
Let it only go in but not out, and stabilize your life.
Let your weak light not be blown out by outsiders in one breath.
As for how to increase lamp oil and extend life, I will teach you later."
Having said this, the master took the old money the size of a fingernail and the old medicine the size of a grass root on the table and said:
"You should rest for a while first! I'll make some medicine for you.
By the way, don’t eat anything now and don’t drink water! Don’t waste it!”
After saying that, my newly appointed master ignored me and turned around and walked into the back room.
I stayed where I was and looked at the master who entered the room.
In the past two days, I have eaten apples given by a ghost girl.
Now I am hungry and thirsty, and my stomach is empty.
But the master refused to let me eat or drink, and said it was a waste.
Puzzling.
But I knew he must have a point, so I just sat on the sofa and endured it.
At the same time, thinking about what he said to me, I finally figured out what my problem was.
It turned out that the dirty things had eaten away my life and energy, bit by bit, and over time, I was on the verge of death.
But there are some words that I don’t quite understand.
The master said for the second time that I have survived until now because of the help of noble people.
Who is my noble person? Why don’t I feel it?
As soon as this idea came to my mind, I suddenly thought of the strange experience I had had before.
A strangely thin blanket covering me.
I was almost hit by a car, and someone pulled me from behind.
Brother Chen, who was possessed by a ghost, was pushed to the guardrail. He lost his balance and was about to fall off the cliff. His back was pushed.
Last night I met an old fox lady asking for a seal, and I vaguely heard a woman saying to me: Don't say it's like, say it is.
Could it be that this is the noble person that the master refers to?
In addition, the master looked behind me twice from time to time.
Could it be that this noble person is an existence that I cannot see? He is just following me?
Thinking of this, I took a deep breath unconsciously.
I glanced around the room and saw nothing but the gray paper figures and statues of gods...
I sat in the main room for about ten minutes.
Then I saw the master walking out of the back room holding a black cup.
But after he came out, his face became much pale.
My face was glowing before, but now it has become sickly.
There were some blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
"The medicine is ready!"
The master looked at me.
A smile appeared on his pale face.
"Master, master, why do you look so bad? There is blood at the corner of your mouth?"
The master was not used to shouting, and felt a little awkward.
The master heard me speak and quickly wiped it with his hand.
Then he pretended to be fine:
"Oh! I'm getting old, and my gums bleed."
But this reason sounds embarrassing to me.
Bleeding gums, can it run out of the mouth?
I had a vague feeling that this might be the price that the master had to pay to save me.
I don't know how much the price is, but look at the way the master looks now.
It must have had a considerable impact on his body.
Before I could ask any questions, the master continued:
"Stop inking, the effect of this medicine will disappear soon.
After drinking it, the dark spots on your body will disappear."
I said "hmm" and took the cup from the master's hand.
I glanced at it and saw that it was black and sticky juice with a lot of impurities in it.
There is also a smell of dead fish, which is very pungent and disgusting.
But in order to survive, what does this mean?
I took a breath and poured the entire cup into my mouth.
After two "gu dong gu dong" sounds, he swallowed it into his stomach.
But as soon as I drank this stuff, I felt cold.
From the coldness in my mouth to my stomach, I was trembling all over, and my breath was filled with white smoke.
"Master, master, I, I'm so cold..."
I shrunk and my teeth began to chatter.
I felt like I was pushed into the winter river for a moment.
That kind of coldness spread throughout the body in a short period of time.
The cold gave me a headache, I couldn't stand firmly, and my eyes were blurry.
At this moment, everything I saw became blurry, and my body was swaying and about to fall.
In this dizzying world, I discovered unexpectedly.
Apart from my master Gu Hui and me, there seemed to be one other person standing in the room.
A woman with black hair and white clothes...
This chapter has been completed!