Liang Yuanque asked Huang Jingye to arrange for a brother to buy yellow paper and cinnabar. Such things were not uncommon in the small town, and he quickly bought them back.
Liang Yuanque had just deceived these brothers and painted amulets for them, and now he had to fulfill his promise.
But he didn't know anything about this kind of thing. When he followed his senior brother to "cheat", he had seen his senior brother do it before, but this was his first time to get started.
If it doesn't work, then you can only try to pretend to doodle.
Doodle drawing is actually not difficult, but what is difficult is that more than twenty talismans must be drawn the same while scribbling.
Liang Yuanque made use of the murals he saw on the wall at Lin's house, and combined it with the cursive script of his own name. Anyway, as long as this rune cannot be understood, it will make people feel unclear.
Before that, Liang Yuanque specifically told Huang Jingye not to tell his true identity, nor to his brothers.
After all, he had to rely on this identity to "control" the Song family. If all the brothers knew about it, it would inevitably lead to people talking too much.
Once there is any leakage, they will lose part of the initiative in the Song family.
Mr. Huang knows this truth. Now they can coerce the Song family to cooperate. One is to suppress it with force, and the other is the theory of ghosts and gods.
And obviously, Mr. Song is more afraid of ghosts.
After all, the bad things have been done.
After drawing these yellow symbols, it was already dark.
Huang Jingye insisted on guarding his sister, so he arranged for a subordinate to take Liang Yuanque and the others back to the hotel in the city.
These men came by car. Liang Yuanque looked at this thing and thought to himself, Mr. Huang, why didn't you come up with this guy earlier if you have something to do?
The subordinate Mr. Huang arranged to come was a tall, thin man who was taciturn and did not speak during the whole journey.
And Liang Yuanque was thinking about today's experience in his mind, and he kept looking out the car window in silence.
The atmosphere inside the small carriage was so solemn that Zhuang Youjie didn't dare to make too much noise even though he was panting.
This case is a little different from the previous ones and needs to be handled in reverse.
In other words, they now know that the suspect is Mr. Song, or the entire Song family.
However, nothing is known about the crime process, the motive of the crime, and the key evidence that can prove the suspect's guilt.
The brothers sent them to the hotel and drove back to Xiaoyu Town according to Huang Jingye's instructions.
After entering the hotel room, Zhuang Youjie finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Hey, Ah Qiao, what are you still thinking about? I've been thinking about it all the way, what are you thinking about?"
His words finally brought Liang Yuanque back from his thoughts. Liang Yuanque blinked at him.
"I was wondering when we had lunch?"
"ah?"
Zhuang Youjie was stunned for a moment, "Well, what time is it? It seems... No, why do you ask?"
"Because I'm so hungry I'm going to faint."
Liang Yuanque looked at him and said calmly.
Zhuang Youjie looked at his expression. He was stunned for the first time, but then he reacted.
"Hey, you..."
As soon as he took a step forward to greet him, Liang Yuanque stumbled towards him.
No, you can't just feel dizzy!
Zhuang Youjie dragged Liang Yuanque, who was immediately unconscious, to the door of the room and shouted to the boss desperately,
"Boss, boss! Send me some food! Sweet snacks are best!"
It was lunch time at this time, and the boss was busy working in the front hall. It was only because of this that we could hear his shout.
By the time the boss came upstairs with snacks and sweets, Liang Yuanque had already fallen into a coma.
This time, his hypoglycemia was unprecedentedly serious. He was usually somewhat conscious, but his legs and feet were weak. This time, he fainted.
Zhuang Youjie laid him flat on the bed. He didn't know how to get him to eat the snack, so he could only pinch his mouth open and stuff it inside.
The boss was carrying a large pot of sugar water, ready to drink it if he choked.
But people can't swallow when they are unconscious. Zhuang Youjie worked hard for a long time and only stuffed a little bit of crumbs in. He didn't know whether he swallowed it or not.
The boss held the pot and pondered for a moment.
"Hey, why don't you give him some water first? It's made with rock sugar and should be more useful than snacks."
Zhuang Youjie thought so, so one of them pinched Liang Yuanque's mouth, and the other held the pot and carefully poured it into it.
But no matter how careful he was, Liang Yuanque still choked and almost jumped up.
The choking woke him up, and he sat up suddenly, coughing while water dripped from his mouth and nose.
"What's going on? You want to kill me?"
"Aren't we worried about you?" Zhuang Youjie quickly handed over the snack in his hand.
Liang Yuanque took the snack and took a few small bites. He felt very tired and almost didn't have the strength to open his mouth.
In order to stay awake for the next period of time, he needed a complete rest.
During this period, he had to empty his mind and let himself calm down completely.
There is a theory in traditional Chinese medicine that the body and the mind are connected, and people who work hard will also consume their bodies in the end.
But in Liang Yuanque's current state, it was difficult for him to feel empty.
Oh, forget it, do your best.
He ate a little and said to Zhuang Youjie,
"I'm going to go into a deep sleep tonight and adjust my body. Don't wake me up, or I'll beat you up."
When the boss heard this, he thought it would be easy to handle. At worst, he would open a room for Zhuang Youjie and let Liang Yuanque have a good night's rest in the room.
In the evening, Zhuang Youjie personally supervised the work and helped Liang Yuanque prepare the medicine, then brought it to him and watched him drink it.
Liang Yuanque should be used to drinking medicine. No matter how unpleasant the taste of the medicinal soup is, he can take a sip without changing his expression.
This is actually something that makes Zhuang Youjie admire him.
Anyway, it's not the peak season for accommodation recently, so there are a lot of empty rooms, so the boss has packed up the room next door for Zhuang Youjie to live in.
After drinking the medicine, in order to put himself to sleep as quickly as possible, Liang Yuanque didn't eat anything and just covered his head and went to sleep.
He did sleep deeper than before. After Zhuang Youjie got up, he found that the door to his room was still closed.
Although Liang Yuanque only said last night not to disturb him at night, but now that it's dawn and he's not awake yet, it's better not to wake him up yet.
After all, he was so tired that it was rare for him to be bedridden.
So Zhuang Youjie wandered around the door of his room, then listened to the boss's greeting and went downstairs to have breakfast.
While he was eating, Zhuang Youjie saw a thin, dark, wrinkled head poking into the hotel.
"Uncle Wang, if you need anything, just come in."
Zhuang Youjie called him in.
Lao Wang rubbed his head and smiled, walked in and sat next to Zhuang Youjie,
"Hey, actually, this matter may not have anything to do with you."
"If you have something to say, just say it directly and don't beat around the bush."
Considering his age, Zhuang Youjie poured him a cup of tea.
"Actually, it's not a big deal," Lao Wang took the tea cup, "It's just that Mrs. Fang in the west of the city is dead. She seems to have been killed by someone!"
