When he came to the inn, he was still a newcomer who was curious and confused about everything, and now he has regarded this place as his home.
"So, any relationship becomes closer little by little. They have long regarded you as part of it. So there is no need for you to bear such great pressure anymore. If you are really tired, you might as well try to rely on us. Although we sometimes don't have a positive appearance, to a certain extent, we are also reliable people." Zhang Hao's words were filled with a hint of warmth and encouragement.
After saying that, Zhang Hao pulled the cold umbrella into the car and asked him to sit down beside him. The two of them chatted along the way and arrived in Yangzhou unknowingly.
Yangzhou is located in the south of the Yangtze River and has a warm and pleasant climate. While the north was still trembling in the cold wind, the flowers in the south were already blooming. Zhang Hao brought a cold umbrella to Yangzhou Railway Station, where people came and went, and it was very lively. Every day, countless faces meet here briefly, and they will never meet again in their lifetime.
After getting off the car, Han Umbrella pointed to a flower bed and said, "I woke up there. But as for how I woke up, I don't know. After wandering around here for several days, I met a ghost king. The ghost king's target was directed at me. I had no choice but to kill the other party. Then the people from the underworld came, and later I was locked in the underworld cell. They said they could help me find the truth."
Zhang Hao couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy in his heart as he listened to the narration of Han Umbrella. Han Umbrella’s life experience is incredibly simple, but it is also full of ups and downs. "Go and take a look." Zhang Hao said. Then he walked to the flower bed with a cold umbrella.
A aunt sat next to the flower bed. When he saw two handsome young men walking over, he immediately became excited: "Young man, do you want to stay in a hotel? We have everything there!"
Zhang Hao smiled politely: "No need, thank you." He knew what kind of business this kind of aunt does at home, but he didn't have that intention. After he politely refused, he went around to the other side of the flower bed and prepared to continue checking. Han umbrella followed him, and the two carefully observed every detail around the flower bed, hoping to find some useful clues.
But unexpectedly, the aunt didn't know how to look at her face at all, so she rushed straight up and promoted her family's characteristics to the gentler Hanuman.
"There are all kinds of innocent students and sexy teachers! I can find any kind of you who want! And we are not expensive!" Zhang Hao couldn't help it, and rushed over and pulled the cold umbrella behind him. "Auntie, we are not interested in this kind of thing. Do you understand?"
The aunt was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zhang Hao and Han Um with a different look.
Zhang Hao was too lazy to explain, so let her misunderstand.
The Han Umbrella had woken up long ago, so it was naturally impossible for it to leave any trace here. Besides, people come and go here every day, even if there are any traces left, I am afraid I will not be able to find them now.
Suddenly, something seemed to flash in front of Zhang Hao, right in the flower bed.
He walked over and opened the flowers and found a yellow stone in the soil of the flowers.
This stone is translucent and has strange patterns inside. The stone has a silhouette, which is a ten thousand characters. However, Zhang Hao took a look and always felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked.
The cold umbrella came over, turned the stone in a direction, and put it back into Zhang Hao's hand.
"Is it a lot more pleasing to you like this?"
I really like this, but the meaning has completely changed.
"The Wan character is a symbol of Buddhism, which means auspiciousness, and is a literal translation of the auspicious sign on the chest. In ancient my country, it was called auspicious sea and clouds. There are two ways to write Wan character, one is left-handed and the other is right-handed. my country and ancient surrounding countries generally used the right-handed sign, but this is left-handed..."
Just like the clockwise turn clockwise, the sun rises and sets in the east, and the river flows from west to east, what was originally normal, once this point changes, the original meaning will become completely opposite.
The symbols that originally pray for good fortune will become something that causes evil.
Han umbrella said hesitantly, "Maybe... this thing has nothing to do with me."
"Then how do you know that this thing is opposite? From the moment you see it, you know that it is opposite, which means that this thing has a lot of relationship with you. Besides, there are people coming and going here, who would be so bored that he would put such a stone here specifically?"
Zhang Hao said, holding the stone in his palm, closing his eyes, and carefully feeling the spiritual power.
The spiritual power flow in this stone is very weak, but there is still some.
With evil spirit power, it flows counterclockwise in the direction of the ten thousand characters, as if silently turning all the good luck nearby into bad luck.
Suddenly, a young girl next to her screamed.
It turned out that coffee was sprinkled on her white skirt, and a bouquet of flowers next to her also touched the ground. The girl was stunned for a moment, then squatted on the ground and started crying.
A aunt went up to comfort her and learned from the girl that she was here to pick up her ex-boyfriend today and wanted to get back together with her. Now that I have become like this, I have no shame to ask for reconciliation. Then she left with her bag, leaving only the floor full of coffee stains and stained bouquets.
A child next to him was choked while eating fish, and his mother burst into tears.
Zhang Hao and Hanshan then realized that everything here seemed to be very chaotic.
There are too many people who are in trouble here, and the clues of all this seem to point to the little stone in their hands.
Zhang Hao said to Han Umbrella: "Let's take this stone away. I guess the only clue related to you here is this thing."
After returning to the car, Zhang Hao handed the stone to Han Umbrella. "You can feel it carefully and see if there is a familiar smell in this thing?"
Han umbrella held the stone and looked a little heavy.
"It's obviously just a stone, but so many unlucky things happened in the same place. If this is a complete coincidence, I don't believe it..."
"Then what can we do? Can we really stop it?"
"If there is really a shocking conspiracy behind this, can we compete with it? Or will we also be played with fate like the people next to the flower bed, but there is no way to resist?"
Han Umbrella asked many questions in a series, each of which seemed to hit the heart.
Zhang Hao sighed, put his hand behind his back, and after a long time he chuckled.
"I don't know... I don't know what we will face in the future, but what I can tell you is to never deny yourself because of this. In my opinion, you are not at all dangerous from the beginning. I decided to help you because I knew too much of your dissatisfaction. And don't deliberately bring yourself to those big things. Just like you said, maybe you are just an ant being used. But if you really can't swallow this, then cheer up and let those people see how we will make them pay the price."
After saying that, Zhang Hao took out his cell phone and called Hao Xie.
Hao Xie, as the think tank in the trio, has always been their mind commander. In addition, he has a lot of contact with things in this area, so the family may know something.
Zhang Hao told Hao Xie everything he had just encountered at the station entrance. After listening to it, the other party pondered for a few seconds, followed by the sound of walking, and finally the sound of flipping a book.
Hao Xie said while flipping through the book: "I really know this. We have been to an ancient tomb before, and I have seen this symbol in it. It is said that it can reverse luck, but not seek good luck, but seek bad luck. After the royal family killed their enemies, they also sealed it in their tomb chamber and engraved this symbol on the other party's coffin, which means that all the bad luck will be found and not to look for yourself. This method of King Wu is actually a different degree of seeking good luck. However, this symbol needs something else as a medium."
In other words, the symbol in the tomb actually exists like a soul-summoning banner. "What will happen to the person who is entangled by this symbol?" "Literally, what else can you have good luck? Did you find this at the place where Han Umbrella woke up?"
Even though he didn't say anything, the person on the other side of the phone had already understood everything.
Zhang Hao did not hide it, and admitted it directly.
"Just just now, we saw a lot of unlucky things by the flower bed where we discovered this thing. It seems that this thing will bring bad luck continuously."
"Why do I think you are a bit psychological?" "Why do you say that?"
Hao Xie buried his head in the book again, and after several minutes he spoke again: "Often this thing has a specific goal. If it is carved on the coffin, the person lying in the coffin will be unlucky; If it is engraved on an object, the person who uses it will absorb the bad luck gathered on the object. You said that this thing was found in the flower bed, right? In theory, it should make the flowers in the flower bed wither. If the flowers have not withered, but the people next to the flower bed are unlucky, it means that this thing is not a container, but a magic tool. "
Zhang Hao was confused when he heard it, so he simply turned on his phone and put it next to him, eating snacks in the car while listening.
"What does it mean?"
"Do you know the gossip mirror? It's the kind that hangs on the door. Some people will hang the mirror on the door, and the mirror faces outward, and the bad luck outside will be reflected by the mirror. If you hang a sword at home, then the bad luck will be suppressed even if you enter the house, but the bad luck actually does not disappear."
Although Hao Xie's metaphor is circling, Zhang Hao understood it.
"You mean that this stone does not store bad luck, but reflects bad luck? Can it reflect bad luck on people around you?"
"Yes. If you feel it carefully, there should be other spiritual power in that thing that is left with the residual evil spirit, right? That may be the mechanism left by the caster to reflect bad luck and let bad luck come to people."
Zhang Hao had long discovered this.
But who has such great ability to do such a thing?
If this thing is really related to the Han Umbrella, then isn’t the Han Umbrella the tool of the person behind the scenes? Just like what I said on the phone just now, the relationship between the tomb owner and his enemy.
The most new ⊥小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小小� "However, you bring that thing back and I will show my third uncle. He knows many people, and someone may know the secret."
"No need, look at the store. We will probably go back soon." Zhang Hao had a premonition that he might only find such a little thing this time. "Let's go to other places to see if you don't get it—"
Before you finished speaking, a sudden scream came from the other end of the phone.
The next was the conversation between Fatty Wang and Hao Xie. It was a little far away from the phone and I couldn't hear it clearly. I could only hear their tone in a hurry.
Then Fatty Wang picked up the phone.
"Come back quickly. The situation is very abnormal and you need to make an idea."
After saying that, the phone hung up. The person on the other end of the phone said nothing and just hung up.
Zhang Hao annoyed others to keep him indifferent. He knew that the situation there might be because the situation was critical, so he hurriedly hung up the phone. But now he is so far away, he has no idea what is going on over there, and he has no way to fly back within two seconds. He is not only anxious but also anxious.
"Cold umbrella..."
"I know, let's go back first. If we can't find any other clues for the time being, we can only go back first and then find another way. I'm not so anxious about my affairs now. What I'm more worried about is whether the things you care about will really happen..."
Han umbrella finished speaking and silently put on her seat belt. Zhang Hao nodded and started the car and went back.
It took more than three days to come, but when I went back, I only took one and a half days to worry about the situation there.
Zhang Hao knew that driving with fatigue is dangerous, but he couldn't care about so much. During this period, Hanshan wanted to help, but he strictly stopped him - because he didn't have a driver's license.
Han Umbrella's identity has become a mystery, and her race has also become a mystery. I don't even know whether he is a ghost or a god. Although people living in this world can see him, he never has a legal identity and cannot survive in the world normally.
When he returned to the inn, Zhang Hao was so tired that he was about to part with him, but he insisted on letting Han Um find several other people.
The other three people were busy inside and didn't notice that Zhang Hao was back.
Originally, guests would come from time to time in the inn, but now there is a long queue.
Most of the people queuing up were in tears, and some even lost control of their emotions and started crying in the store.
While the three of them were a little surprised to see Zhang Hao appear, they didn't say anything. They just pointed to the table next to them and signaled Zhang Hao to help there.
After receiving the first guest, they asked a few questions before they realized that something was wrong here!
Many people die suddenly and cannot find any reason. When the family wanted to bury the body, they found that the body became strange.
No matter what method they use to take the body away, the body will definitely reappear in the place of death the next day.
Some people died suddenly at home. Imagine that the dead family will appear in the dead place every day, and no matter how they do, they will not be able to send the person away. The family members don’t know if they are resentful or for other reasons, but they cry every day, and they don’t know what to do, and they can’t eat well or sleep well.
This is undoubtedly a double blow to the body and mind of the family.
After receiving all the guests in the morning, Zhang Hao made a rough estimate and there were about 100 people coming in the past two days. These more than 100 people come from within a radius of two or three hundred kilometers, which means that on average, several families in a village suddenly encounter a change. This is already a large proportion, and it is definitely not as simple as an accident.
"Why are you coming back so quickly?"
Hao Xie saw that Zhang Hao's eyes could hardly be opened, but he was still looking at the file, so he said, "You have a rest."
"I'm not in the mood to rest at all." Zhang Hao rubbed his face, "In my opinion, all the abnormalities seem to be conveying some information to me."
Hao Xie didn't know what Zhang Hao was panicking these two days, but it was probably related to the previous incident.
He turned to look at Hanshan: "Have you found a clue about you?"
"No, I only found that stone."
"Give me that stone, I will ask someone to check it."
Hanshan looked at the desktop, and the files were almost piled up. "Don't worry, the store is so busy now, so don't distract you."
Han Umbrella lowered her head, feeling guilty.
He didn't know when he started to have this kind of human emotion, that was guilt.
"Since the store is busy, we should help all our efforts! We know too little information about this stone now, so it is better to leave it to someone to check it out. Let's solve the things in front of us first."
In the dark room, a man was lying on the bed, with various medical instruments connected to his body, and the ventilator next to him made regular sounds, and everything was trying to maintain the life of this man.
On the table beside the bed is a small black box, inside which is a crystal ball. The crystal ball emits an unpredictable light, sometimes white, sometimes yellow, and sometimes red.
These colors seemed to float from elsewhere. Whenever a ray of color floated in, the man's face on the bed would improve a lot, but after the light dissipated, the man's face returned to normal.
The door was pushed open and the light from the corridor was sprinkled in, which showed that the corridor outside was very high-end. However, there was nothing in the room except the bed and medical instruments.
A woman wearing high heels walked to the bed and gently touched the man's forehead, her eyes full of care.
"It's soon...you will be able to survive soon, and this painful day will end soon. No matter what the price I pay, I must...be sure to find an antidote for you." (End of this chapter)