When we came over, Zhang Junhao was still lying on the bed. He seemed to be very weak, and his face was quite bad, with a look of death in his eyes.
We call this death fog. Some time before death, the fog in a person's eyes will come down, which means that the person is already dying.
Judging from this, Zhang Junhao may not have much time left.
But he was obviously fine yesterday, so why did he suddenly act like this today?
"what happened?"
I quickly stepped forward and asked.
"I had a dream last night."
Zhang Junhao said with a somewhat distracted look: "I dreamed that a group of people wearing high hats came to catch me. I kept running and running, but in the end I was caught by them. In a world covered with ice and snow, there is ice everywhere. They beat me and stabbed me with ice picks."
"Mr. Li, what do you think this dream represents?"
Zhang Junhao suddenly asked me.
"Hard to say."
I shook my head and frowned: "It could be just a dream, or it could be a sign."
"It's definitely not just a dream."
Zhang Junhao said as he took off his pajamas. When I saw, he was covered in bruises. I don’t know where those bruises came from? But looking at it, it was obviously not a physical trauma.
I looked carefully and felt that the injury should come from his soul, but it was just reflected in the body.
"Do you feel anything?"
I said, poking a bruise on his shoulder with my finger.
Zhang Junhao suddenly gasped in pain.
Sure enough, the injury came from the soul, and the pain must have penetrated deep into the bone marrow. This was a sign of being punished.
If this is the case, then Zhang Junhao's soul may have fallen into hell. Although others seem to be alive now, he is actually dead.
No wonder there was death mist in his eyes.
This phenomenon is actually very rare, because according to superstitious legends, a person's soul will fall into hell only after death, and then he will be convicted according to his actions in his life, and what kind of punishment he should suffer and what level he should be sentenced to. Levels of hell and so on.
But this is just a legend after all, and Zhang Junhao is not dead yet. Before his life is over, his soul has already fallen into hell and suffered such punishments. This is what only the most evil people can experience.
Zhang Junhao engages in promiscuous relations between men and women and commits domestic violence. He can be considered a great evil person, but he is not truly evil. However, he is burdened with the two sins of lust and rage, which Mu Yong questions.
Among the seven deadly sins, various evils of human nature are recorded, such as greed, jealousy, arrogance, etc.
In fact, everyone has some element of sin in them to a greater or lesser extent. We must admit this, but not everyone will go to hell.
Not to mention that the soul has already fallen into hell while alive.
Zhang Junhao dreamed that he was captured by a group of people wearing high hats. I think this may not just be a dream, but maybe it is what happened to his soul.
If we speculate based on superstition, then he must have been captured by the Underworld. But why would a living person's soul be captured by the Underworld? Could it be that his wife sued him after she went to hell?
I shook my head and temporarily put this idea behind me. It was too ridiculous, but I couldn't find a more reasonable explanation for the situation in front of me.
But one thing is certain, Zhang Junhao will definitely not survive, and I have no control over this, and there is nothing I can do to save him.
The causal relationship between this is difficult to explain clearly, but it is simply that he is paying the price for what he has done, that's all.
"If I guess correctly, you should be dead soon."
I lit a cigarette, looked at Zhang Junhao and said.
I didn't hide anything about this matter, I told him frankly.
"Actually, I've already guessed it, cause and effect reincarnate, retribution will be unpleasant."
Zhang Junhao said with a sneer.
Unlike most people, he didn't show the so-called kindness when he learned that he was about to die. He was still brewing the anger in his heart.
At this time, Xiaomei brought over several cups of tea, gave one cup to each of me and the village chief, and also handed one cup to Zhang Junhao, but was thrown to the ground by the other party's backhand.
"Brother Hao, don't listen to his nonsense. You must be sick. Shall we go to the hospital?"
Xiaomei quickly grabbed Zhang Junhao's hand to comfort him.
"roll."
Zhang Junhao slapped Xiaomei directly on the face, causing her to stagger.
Faced with this scene, the village chief and I were somewhat embarrassed, but we didn't know what to say.
Half of the woman's face immediately swelled up, and then she covered her face, knelt beside the bed and started crying, but she had no intention of leaving.
"Girl, I advise you to leave. If you don't leave him, the outcome won't be much better."
I couldn't bear it, so I tried to persuade the girl.
"Who do you think you are? It's all your fault, you charlatan."
The woman actually shouted at me.
You damn dog bit Lu Dongbing, you don’t know a good heart, don’t you think you’re being a bitch?
"What's the noise about? Get out."
Zhang Junhao said as he rolled up from the bed and kicked Xiaomei in the chest again.
The girl was so frightened that she quickly ran away.
"Hey, okay, I don't care what your usual virtues are, but don't do this kind of thing in front of me."
I scolded Zhang Junhao and said with a frown.
"As you can see, it's her own fault. Isn't it just because she cares about my family fortune? She still pretends to be affectionate to me. A woman is really hypocritical."
Zhang Junhao looked at the back of the girl escaping in a hurry, sneered and cursed.
"For a person like you, don't expect anyone to have true feelings for you. You don't deserve it at all."
I said with a sneer.
"Yes, I am not worthy, let them all die."
Zhang Junhao lit a cigarette and said bitterly.
I didn't say anything more, just frowned and looked at him.
This guy felt like there was something wrong with his mind, and he was in a state of madness.
Sure enough, there is a basis for saying that if God wants to destroy it, it must first make it crazy.
"There is a well in your old house. What happened to this well? You should know, right?"
After being silent for a while, I changed the topic directly.
"I don't know, but that well has been sealed for a long time. My family has not allowed them to touch that thing since I was a child. What's wrong? Is there something wrong with that well?"
Zhang Junhao raised his eyebrows as he spoke.
"I suspect that your wife went to that old house and hanged herself. It is very likely that something in the well was causing trouble, so I want to find someone to open the well and take a look."
I said with squinted eyes.
"Okay, then I'll find someone to come over."
Zhang Junhao didn't ask any more questions and just called directly after speaking.
"Eleven, why don't we leave? I feel like there's nothing we can do about this, right?"
The village chief whispered next to me.
Zhang Junhao is about to die. I feel that this matter is indeed not easy to handle, but the key point is that the things in the well have begun to harm people. If you don't care, it doesn't matter if Zhang Junhao is dead. I am afraid that this thing will harm others again. .
