There is a chapter in Ziwei Dou Shu that explains the Twelve Life Palaces in detail. It teaches people how to read faces. I am not very proficient in it, but the bad luck on Zhao Na's face is so obvious that I can still see it at a glance.
After listening to what I said, Zhao Na also dispelled her doubts, grabbed my hand hard and said, "Master, it seems that Boss Long didn't lie to me. You really understand this. Please help me think of a way. Recently, I always I was haunted by a strange dream. I dreamed of various accidents happening to my family, and I stood bloody by the bedside begging me for help. This dream has been going on for several days..."
Zhao Na is young and beautiful, with a nice fragrance on her body. When she grabbed my hand, a breath of youth came to my face, which actually made me feel a little restless inside. I retracted my hand in embarrassment and said,
"Don't worry, it's just a dream but it doesn't necessarily mean it's true. Don't be so anxious about things that haven't happened yet."
"However, this dream kept repeating itself. I tried many methods, but as soon as I closed my eyes, those bloody scenes would appear. It was really scary."
Zhao Na was still frightened, with a nervous and timid look on her face, which not only stimulated my male hormones, but also aroused my desire for protection.
After all, I am a young and vigorous young man. At the age of twenty-two or three, I cannot avoid the ordinary person's desire for expression. I immediately patted my chest to express that it was no problem and I took over her matter.
But after questioning her in detail, I realized that her matter was quite difficult.
Zhao Na's father is the owner of a building materials company, and his family is relatively powerful. Usually men tend to be carefree when they have money. This sentence is perfect for her father.
"Ever since my father started a company and made money, he became more and more dissatisfied with my mother. He disliked her yellow-faced woman. The couple always quarreled. It wasn't until I was in junior high school that their relationship completely broke down and they divorced at the Civil Affairs Bureau. marriage."
After that, Zhao Na's father completely let go. He had contact with some women from time to time and always brought some strange women home.
Zhao Na often quarreled with her father over this matter, and even threatened her father not to bring unscrupulous women home in the future, otherwise she would sever the father-daughter relationship with him.
Zhao Na's father agreed, but after that there was a estrangement in the relationship between father and daughter.
"Last year, my dad got together with a woman who sells clothes. At first, I thought he was just the same as before, just having fun with that woman. But who knew that their relationship developed very quickly, and it didn't take long for him to get in touch with that woman. The woman’s belly is getting bigger and bigger, and she actually got married with my father!”
Zhao Na said angrily that she hated this woman very much, so she went to her father's company to make a scene. After that, her father moved out with the woman. In the past six months, the father and daughter have We rarely meet anymore.
I was a little confused, so I interrupted Zhao Na and said, "Wait a minute, what does this have to do with your nightmare?"
I am not a person who likes to listen to gossip, and I am not interested in the affairs of Zhao Na's family. After listening to her talk for so long without getting to the topic, I suddenly became a little impatient.
Zhao Na rolled her eyes at me, a little angry, and said, "Why are you like this? If I don't start from the beginning, how do you know what happened to me?"
I nodded helplessly and motioned for her to continue.
Zhao Na said, "The turning point of the matter happened half a month ago. It was my birthday. I specially ordered a table of dishes and wanted my father to celebrate with me. He promised well on the phone, but when it came time to eat, he kept saying When he didn't show up, I called my dad's company and found out that he had accompanied the vixen to the hospital for a prenatal check-up and had long forgotten his agreement with me."
Zhao Na was so angry that she drove directly to the hospital, had a big fight with her father in front of the medical staff, and even pushed the "vixen" hard.
I frowned when I heard this. Zhao Na spoke like a vixen, but ignored the fact that the woman had already obtained the certificate from her father.
The two are now a legal couple. It is normal for her father to accompany his wife to the hospital for a prenatal check-up. After all, it is Zhao Na who is petty, ignorant, and a bit messy.
Zhao Na probably saw what I was thinking, so she snorted and said, "What's so good about that vixen? He spends all day visiting the supermarket and buying cosmetics. It's obvious that he's here for my father's money. How different is he from my mother?" I never left my dad when he was in the most difficult time, but who knew he would be disliked instead..."
I coughed to remind her of the important point.
Zhao Na said angrily, "The quarrel was very fierce. My father was angry and told me to get out in public. That vixen also pretended to ask him not to care about me. It's so hypocritical!"
After returning home, Zhao Na thought about it more and more and became angrier. Because she was in a bad mood, she drank some red wine. After drinking it, she felt dizzy. She went to the bathroom to wash her face. In the mirror, she saw blood oozing from her eye sockets and her face was withered. She was as pale as a ghost, so scared that she screamed and sat down on the ground.
When she got up again and continued to look in the mirror, she found that everything was back to how it was before.
"At first I thought I was drunk and dazzled, so I went back to my room to sleep. But as soon as I lay down, I felt very uncomfortable. I also kept having nightmares. I dreamed that I was locked in a room and the room was on fire. What could I do? I couldn't even run away, and I was burned alive in the end..."
When she said this, Zhao Na's face began to turn pale and she bit her lips uneasily.
"And I also had a fever. I went to the hospital and was given IV drips all day long. The high fever finally went away. I thought I was fine and went home to rest. But not long after I lay down, I started having strange dreams again."
This dream was different from last night. She dreamed of her father rear-ending his car and being sandwiched between two large trucks. Her whole body was crushed into a meat pie...
Then on the third and fourth days, Zhao Na had endless nightmares, either dreaming about various bizarre ways of dying, or dreaming about something happening to her relatives. In short, whenever she closed her eyes, the bloody The scene made her physically and mentally exhausted and mentally depressed, and she did not dare to sleep anymore.
After listening to Zhao Na's statement, I also felt strange.
Logically speaking, it is not uncommon to have nightmares, and it is not uncommon to see the death of oneself or a loved one in a dream.
The strange thing is that similar dreams always appear repeatedly, and the person who appears in the dream is basically the same every time, either Zhao Na herself or her father, who always repeats various death experiences. This is indeed unreasonable.
Zhao Na wiped the corner of her eyes and said, "Yes, I asked the doctor, but they said that I was under too much psychological pressure, so I subconsciously had such strange dreams, and they also prescribed me a lot of medicine to soothe my nerves and nourish my brain, but these The medicine is of no use at all. I have been having this weird dream for more than ten days. If I continue like this, my spirit will collapse sooner or later."
I touched my chin and thought for a moment, then immediately said, "Okay, where do you live? Can you take me there to see it?"
I feel that Zhao Na's situation is quite special, and it may not be a simple attack on evil spirits. I have no way to determine the nature of this matter yet, but my intuition tells me that this matter may be related to her family.
Zhao Na nodded in agreement, took out her car keys, took me into a red BMW, and drove for half an hour to an independent villa near the southern suburbs.
When I first entered the villa, I noticed that the atmosphere in her home was a bit strange.
