After hearing me talk about this matter, Zhao Wei had no choice but to try to contact two of Zhao Ge's friends.
His two friends were classmates in the same school as Zhao Ge. They were in similar situations to Zhao Ge. They were both the kind of kids who didn't like studying and didn't get into high school. To be honest, their academic performance was probably not as good as mine. No matter what After all, we are also graduating from a key high school.
When they have nothing to do, they hang out outside. Their favorite things to do every day are to go to Internet cafes to play games and wander around the streets with nothing to do.
Soon, Zhao Wei contacted one of his classmates named Cai Kun and asked about what happened that day.
Cai Kun said that that afternoon, they went to the Internet cafe to play games together. In the afternoon, Cai Kun and another classmate had something to do at home and went back early. They originally asked Zhao Ge to leave together, but Zhao Ge said he wanted to buy some equipment. , and after a while, let them go first.
As for what happened next, Cai Kun didn't know.
The matter ended here, and his two classmates didn't know what happened to Zhao Ge later.
Now I'm having a hard time.
While I was hesitating, the sloppy Taoist priest suddenly looked at Zhao Wei and said, "You said your son has been sleepwalking in the past two days. When did he sleepwalk?"
"At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, I met him when he was sleepwalking on the first day. The next day, I locked him in the house. He couldn't get out, so he kept making a woman's cry in the house, which scared him. I didn't dare to sleep all night." Zhao Wei said.
"It seems that we have to go home with you tonight, maybe the matter can be solved." said the sloppy Taoist priest.
"No problem, as long as my son can be cured, I can do anything." Zhao Wei said excitedly.
I looked at the sloppy Taoist priest, and was about to ask him why he was asking about Zhao Ge's sleepwalking. Suddenly I seemed to understand something. Zhao Ge's sleepwalking was dominated by resentment, and it might control what Zhao Ge did, but Zhao Ge's sleepwalking Wei kept blocking Zhao Ge. The ghost could not let Zhao Wei fulfill his wish, so Zhao Ge became crazy. As long as we follow the sleepwalking Zhao Ge, we might be able to find some clues.
It has to be said that the Taoist priests of the Maoshan Sect still have some skills.
In terms of subduing demons and eliminating demons, he is no worse than me.
"Okay, I'll go to your house tonight." I looked at Zhao Wei.
Zhao Wei nodded repeatedly and suddenly asked with some embarrassment: "Brother, I don't know how you charge here and whether it's expensive. I'm a tricycle rider and don't have much money. You tell me how much I can prepare. one time."
Uncle Hu Zi quickly said from the side: "My young master will start with one hundred thousand yuan. This is the minimum consumption."
When Zhao Wei heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he said dumbfounded: "So much... I don't have that much money."
I glared at Uncle Huzi and said with a smile: "It's not that exaggerated. It's important to save your son first. Then you can give him something as long as you see and do your best. If he can't be cured, you won't receive any money."
In this way, Zhao Wei felt relieved.
Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened.
Uncle Huzi drove the car, took the father and son, me and the sloppy Taoist priest, and headed towards Zhao Wei's home.
More than an hour later, we arrived at Zhao Wei's home.
Zhao Wei lives in a very remote village in Yanbei. It is really unimaginable that this middle-aged man riding a tricycle and taking his son have traveled such a long distance. It takes more than an hour to drive. It takes more than an hour to ride a tricycle. If so, it will take at least two or three hours.
Zhao Wei's home is very dilapidated. There is no woman to take care of it and it looks messy.
Zhao Ge still had that dull and silly look. Sometimes he would giggle, and most of the time he would talk to himself. I leaned over and listened carefully, but I couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.
After returning home, Zhao Wei poured us tea and sent Zhao Ge to his bedroom. He also got food and fed it to him bit by bit.
What a pity for the parents in the world.
Seeing this scene, I suddenly thought of my own parents, who I haven't seen for so many years. If I meet again, I wonder if they will recognize me.
In my mind, my parents are still the same as when I was a child, and I really want to see them.
As the time approaches, the desire to return to Jiushan Village becomes more and more urgent.
After Zhao Ge returned to the bedroom, he lay on the bed and played with his phone, not knowing what he was playing on.
At this time, the sloppy Taoist priest patted me on the shoulder, called me into the yard, and then whispered: "Xiao Jie, did you find a problem?"
"What's the problem?" I asked confused.
"The mobile phone Zhao Singzhong is holding is the latest model that is popular today. It costs at least seven to eight thousand. He rides a tricycle. I guess he can't afford such a mobile phone, right?" The sloppy Taoist priest suddenly said.
His words also reminded me that I also have some impressions of the mobile phone that singer Zhao is holding. When Yang Mengfan came to my house to play a few days ago, I also saw the mobile phone he was holding. It seemed It’s the same model as the one in Zhao Singers.
I don't have many requirements for my mobile phone, as long as it can make calls, so I don't care about this detail, but the sloppy Taoist priest noticed it.
The mobile phone that singer Zhao is holding is indeed expensive.
So we returned to the house and asked Zhao Wei where the cell phone in his son's hand came from.
Zhao Wei said that Zhao Ge borrowed it from his classmate to play with for a few days. As for whether he borrowed it, Zhao Wei was not sure.
And with Zhao Ge's appearance, he definitely wouldn't be able to get anything out of his mouth.
Next, we can only wait and wait for Zhao Ge to sleepwalk tonight.
Time passed little by little. After Zhao Ge lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone for a while, he fell into a drowsy sleep.
A few of us just stayed in the living room.
Around 11 o'clock in the evening, suddenly, a girl's cry came from Zhao Ge's room, sob-like, which made several of us feel a little scared.
Zhao Wei wanted to interrupt his son's crying, but I stopped him. I quietly walked to the door and took a look, and found that Zhao Ge was crying very sadly while holding the cell phone.
At this time, Zhao Ge's resentment became more intense, but no ghost was found on his body.
After crying until about one o'clock, Zhao Ge fell asleep again.
Several of us were also a little sleepy and drowsy. Uncle Huzi fell asleep directly sitting on the sofa and started snoring.
At almost two o'clock, the sloppy Taoist priest suddenly patted me gently and pointed towards Zhao Ge's room.
I followed his gaze and saw Zhao Ge coming out with dull eyes and tiptoes on the ground, walking out of the house like a puppet on strings.
"Follow me." I whispered.
