The ten fingers of a person are connected to the heart, and the five fingers of one palm are also represented.
If the fingers are injured, the thumb represents injury to an elder, or trouble in career.
The index finger attracts villains and causes loss of wealth.
The middle finger indicates that you may be ill, and the little finger indicates that your children are in poor health.
The ring finger indicates feelings and possible changes in your spouse's physical condition.
Miao Jing is suspected of having an affair and is even pregnant. Shang Qiu also has a mole from an adulterer, and the Yin Palace of Birds has no children.
My first instinct was that the child in Miao Jing's belly was not Shang Jiang's.
But suddenly I thought of another possible factor. What if the child was his but could not be born?
At this moment, Shangjiang's ring finger was injured. Although it was unexpected, it was consistent with the emotional changes between him and Miao Jing...
I took a long breath and said solemnly to Shang Jiang: "Brother Shang, let's go see your wife first." Shang Jiang put down his fingers in surprise and looked at me in confusion.
"Mr. Luo, don't we still have to draw drawings?"
Obviously, Shangjiang had no idea what I meant.
I was about to say something just now, but was interrupted when his wife came back. After that, Shang Jiang took me into the house without giving me a chance.
If I don't make it clear now, if something happens, Shangjiang will definitely not be interested in doing anything else.
I straightened my thoughts in an instant and said directly: "I saw something strange about her face just now. I was thinking about how to tell you, but your ring finger was injured."
"The ring finger is above the bone, which represents emotional changes and physical condition. It's better to go see her and make sure it's safe."
Suddenly, Shangjiang's eyes were shocked, but also a little anxious.
"Then you have to go and see it quickly!"
Although Shangjiang was short in stature, he was not slow in his eagerness. I hurried to catch up. At the same time, I quickly told Shangjiang that there was something else I needed to tell him, and it was also about him and his wife.
Shang Jiang didn't even turn around, and waved his hand directly: "Mr. Luo, first check if my wife is safe. I have heard about Onmyoji for a long time, so I can't be careless!"
In an instant, we were back in the main room.
Feng Qu was sitting on the chair on the right and dozing off. When we came out, he suddenly came to his senses and subconsciously asked us what was wrong.
The merchant ignored him and walked quickly towards the corridor on the left.
Before I could say anything more, Feng Qu hurriedly followed us.
The yard itself is not big. In less than a minute, the merchant stopped in front of a house out of breath. He was about to push the door directly, but suddenly looked back at Feng Qu and me, and knocked instead.
He also hurriedly called Miao Jing, are you asleep?
I can see this detail clearly. If it weren't for Feng Qu and me, he would just push the door open and go in. How could the couple be so restrained?
However, we two men are outsiders, so if there is any inconvenience when we open the door, it will be very embarrassing.
The door didn't sound for a long time.
I frowned slightly.
The merchant was also anxious and knocked a few more times and shouted a few more times.
Finally he pushed the door open...
The light in the room was a bit dim. The lights were not turned on, and the moonlight could not shine in. It was quiet as if there was no one around.
But I smelled a faint smell of blood.
Maybe Shang Jiang and Feng Qu didn't respond, but I have encountered a lot of things and seen a lot of blood, so I am particularly sensitive to the smell of blood.
With a soft snapping sound, the merchant touched the switch on the wall next to him, and the light of an incandescent lamp lit up in the room.
This is a slightly antique room. The bed is a carved wooden bed, and there are many shelves next to it with bronze utensils.
Miao Jing lay on the bed with her eyes closed. The quilt covered her body, only her head was exposed, and her hair was slightly messy.
"It's okay...it's okay...she fell asleep." Shang Jiang seemed to be relieved, and his breathing was not so rapid.
I squinted my eyes slightly and glanced around the room, carefully identifying the smell and confirming that it was indeed the smell of blood.
It's just that after this circle, I didn't see any blood.
Finally my eyes fell on Miao Jing's face, and I noticed something was wrong.
Miao Jing's face was a little pale, not normal.
When I saw her just a moment ago, she was wearing no makeup, her skin was white and rosy, and she was very charming.
Where is someone sleeping and their skin turning pale? It was like losing too much blood.
"Mr. Luo, let's go ahead and continue drawing." The merchant called me.
"Brother Shang, wake up your wife and take a look." I said in a deep voice.
But the merchant said unnaturally: "This...my wife usually doesn't sleep well, and today she went to bed early rarely...if I woke her up, I might not be able to sleep well tonight, but she's fine now. Otherwise Can Mr. Luo help us take a look at our faces tomorrow? It's so late, shouldn't anything happen?"
The merchant hesitated, but the throbbing in my heart did not diminish at all.
My intuition was too strong, so I quickly walked to the edge of the bed, grabbed the corner of the quilt, and tried to lift it open!
Suddenly, Miao Jing's eyes opened on the bed.
At the same time, a cold hand strangled my wrist tightly.
Miao Jing looked at me directly and said abruptly: "Husband, what are you doing? Let Mr. Luo enter my room and lift my quilt?"
"Didn't I just say that I'm very sleepy and want to rest."
Her eyes were empty and her voice was full of hollowness, but the strength in her hands was not weak at all, and it made my wrists hurt.
"This...Mr. Luo..." Shangjiang's tone also became darker.
