"Well, no problem, but the calculated results may be slightly different." I took the comb with both hands.
The girl nodded, "It's okay, I can accept it."
I thought to myself, as long as I can accept it, this girl is quite easy to talk to.
I picked up the wooden comb and looked at it carefully, and found that the texture of this comb was actually very simple. It looked like the best dark wood!
Things like gloomy wood are very precious. It was the time when it was emerging in those years, and there were still one or two pieces of gold and one or two pieces of wood on the market.
This kind of wood has been buried in the ground all year round and soaked in water. When the wood changes, it also absorbs the Yin Qi from the ground, so it has a heavy feeling when you touch it. It even exudes a chill on a hot day.
But this kind of thing itself has absorbed a lot of yin energy in the ground. If it is made into jewelry and used for many years, it will make the body and bones worse and worse.
I looked at the comb carefully, then hung some sawdust from it, wrapped it in the talisman, and lit it with fire.
The sawdust mixed with the talisman ignited a burst of green flame...
This kind of thing is very rare in the underworld, but it doesn't mean it doesn't happen.
Zhang Bizi once told me that some lamas in Tibet would ask their employers to pick up a random stone around their house when they were treating people or telling fortunes.
The lama can calculate the employer's physical condition and future luck through stones.
This comb has a lot of friction marks on it due to long-term use, but what makes me surprised is that these marks actually have a hint of corpse odor!
I feel my back getting colder and colder. This smell of corpse smell is not right!
How could an ordinary comb be contaminated with corpse odor? And...according to what the girl said, this comb was used by her grandmother. How could it be contaminated with corpse odor?
The smell of corpses here is not light. One look at it and you can tell that it has been contracted by constant contact with corpses.
Thinking of this, I gave up the idea of continuing the calculation and looked up at the girl, "What's your name?"
The girl paused and looked a little nervous, "My...my name is Jiang Li."
I nodded and continued to ask, "Are you sure this is the comb your grandma often uses?"
Jiang Li frowned slightly, as if she didn't expect that I would ask her this.
"Yes, she uses this comb to comb her hair every day when she gets up. After using it, she puts it in the cabinet and doesn't use it for other things."
Hearing what she said, I became more and more suspicious!
There’s definitely something weird about this comb, and it’s even related to a corpse!
Jiang Li looked at me curiously, "You...did you see anything?"
I thought about it for a moment and nodded honestly, "This comb has the smell of corpse. It seems that it has been exposed to corpses for many years."
When Jiang Li heard this, his face suddenly turned pale.
"This... this is impossible. My grandma is still alive, and this comb has been carefully placed all these years. How could it be with the corpse!"
After saying that, she repeated a little unacceptable, 'Impossible! 'Absolutely not.' These words.
I think her appearance is very strange, and she always has an indescribable feeling.
"Are you...are you sure there is nothing wrong with your grandma?"
"Absolutely no problem. I have lived with my grandma since I was a child and know her very well." Jiang Li nodded affirmatively, "Except that she usually likes to get up at night to go to the bathroom, there is nothing else."
"Getting up at night to go to the bathroom?" I paused and asked curiously.
Jiang Li nodded and thought for a moment before saying, "Yes, she basically has to get up at one o'clock every night and go there for about half an hour..."
Halfway through her words, she suddenly froze on the spot, staring at me with a dull look.
How can ordinary people go to the toilet for more than half an hour every day?
What's more... she is still a sick old man!
This was so strange that even Jiang Li felt something was wrong.
At this time, Jiang Li suddenly took my hand and said with some fear, "You...can you help me go and show it to my grandma, I...I'll give you the money!"
As she spoke, she took out a wad of crumpled banknotes from her pocket. It looked like she had saved them for a long time.
I nodded, "Okay, let's go tonight."
Not only did I take this order to make money, I also wanted to see what was going on with this comb.
I followed Jiang Li to her home.
Her home is in an urban village next to the antique city, not too far away, but the house is an old house, surrounded by walls, with a small courtyard in the center and two dilapidated rooms.
Jiang Li greeted me in a bit embarrassedly, "The house is a little messy, don't mind!"
I shook my head to show it was okay and looked around the yard.
As soon as I entered the gate, I felt that there was a strong Yin energy in the yard!
The surrounding walls are just right to wrap up the yin energy in the yard, making it impossible for them to escape!
I thought to myself, there really is something weird here!
If a house is so strange, then the owner of this house should not be much different.
At this time.
Jiang Li helped an old man with gray hair and sunken eyes walk out of the house. Her face was a little pale, and she felt as if her life span was over and she was about to die. "Hello... hello, what's your surname?"
I quickly walked up to her and supported her shaky body, "My surname is Lu."
The old man nodded slightly, "Hello, Mr. Lu, Jiang Li has told me about this trip, and I'm sorry to trouble you to come over in person!"
I shook my head, "It's okay, it's just a fortune telling. I live in the antique city next door, so it won't be a problem."
Before entering the house, I told Jiang Li not to tell the old man about the comb yet, and just said that this trip was just for a simple fortune telling.
I pulled the old man to sit on a chair nearby and smiled, "Grandma, how expensive are you this year?"
"Eighty-three!" The old man stretched out his hand to make an eight sign, and then said with some melancholy, "As the old saying goes, it's hard to live until eighty, but after four you have to live ninety-eight. I don't know if I can. Pass this eighty-four!”
I smiled and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, you can get through it!"
As I said that, I took her wrinkled palm and started to read it. After reading it, I suddenly discovered something was wrong!
Logically speaking, this old man should be dead!
But now she is still sitting in front of me alive. What is going on?
I was silent for a few seconds, and then asked the old man for his birth date!
But... the calculations based on the birth date and the palmistry I read actually gave the same result!
The old man held the crutch and looked at me with a smile, "Mr. Lu, can I pass the hurdle of eighty-four?"
