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Thinking back, the decision I made back then was quite wise. Look at how Tsinghua University and Peking University are being criticized now. It's not that their education is lacking; in fact, it's too good. As a result, once students graduate, they are all taken abroad. Those willing to stay in the country and contribute to its development are fewer than the rats in the neighborhood.
Too many people believe that going to school is for learning, and learning is for making money, completely misunderstanding what it means to give back. This is why some say it reflects a failure of educational reform.
Of course, this isn't directly related to what I want to talk about, so I won't dwell on it.
In college life, some say the first year is very busy. But I feel like it’s not that hectic at all. Sleep when you need to sleep, skip classes when you want to skip classes, and pursue female classmates when you feel like it. As someone who once hung out with older folks at bars, I realize I'm only straying further from the path of learning. So I might as well walk my own way and not worry about failing courses!
Because I didn’t care much about graduating, I ended up being among the bottom in a class that was already not doing well academically. However, my classmates didn’t look down on me because they all knew my grandfather was in Thailand and our family sold Amulets.
Around 2005-2006, Amulets slowly began to enter the awareness of Mainland Chinese people, but the spread was still limited. Most people had only a superficial understanding from the internet and word of mouth. Nonetheless, this did not dampen the curiosity of a group of young boys and girls.
The White Olive Amulet I had worn since childhood was taken away by my Second Uncle for a while. The third phase Amulet personally crafted by the Dragon Wave Technique Master was easily damaged due to its materials; most of what remains doesn’t even show the Buddha's face. My Second Uncle went to Thailand to have it set with Gold Trim for vacuum preservation and then asked the abbot of Bai Lan Temple, Chong Di Pa Ma Ha La Pa Yan Kan Zhan, to bless it again before returning it to me.
The name of that abbot left me bewildered; after repeating it several times, I felt like my tongue would fall off. My Second Uncle told me that this abbot was quite famous because the title "Chong Di" in Thailand represents the highest-ranking monks and must be conferred by the king personally. Even today, there are only four Holy Monks in Thailand who hold the title of Chong Di.
That White Olive Amulet became a point of interest among my classmates. Those who understood a bit naturally recognized its value. They believed that someone wearing an Amulet worth over 100,000 wouldn’t lie. A few classmates even shouted that they wanted to buy one too.
I told them that there are both expensive and cheap Amulets; for instance, the popular sixth and seventh phases of White Olive Amulets were not expensive at that time—market prices were around 200 Renminbi. They would be even cheaper if bought in Thailand, while some unscrupulous dealers in China would sell them for three or four hundred.
However, such Authentic ones were not made by masters and would be much less effective. The truly useful ones were Yin Talismans, which cost at least a thousand.
To increase my influence, I deliberately brought up what my Second Uncle said about the backlash from Yin Talismans. Some female classmates were so frightened they stepped back. Young people at that time generally regarded Amulets as decorative items, similar to necklaces or jewelry. Kuman or little spirits seemed much scarier to them; they equated them with evil objects.
I immediately realized that trying to start a business in college wouldn’t be very feasible.
For two or three months, no one approached me for transactions. By the fourth month, as the first semester was nearing its end, a senior from the Business Department named Guo came to me, asking if I could procure a genuine Amulet.
I asked him what kind he wanted: for academic assistance? Job hunting? Authentic or shadow type? Kuman or little ghost?
Senior Guo was taken aback by my questions. He had only heard that Amulets had magical effects and could help fulfill wishes, but he didn't understand the nuances involved. After a moment of hesitation, he shyly said he wanted one that would make someone fall in love with him.
Senior year is the last year of university, and many students start sending out resumes and interning everywhere to avoid being unemployed after graduation. At this point, university life is essentially coming to an end. Consequently, confessions are rampant as young men and women seize the last bits of free time to end their virginity.
Since his freshman year, Senior Guo had harbored a crush on a female classmate. However, he came from a rural background with average family conditions, was not handsome, had acne all over his forehead, and aside from his studies, he had nothing to boast about. This female classmate had never looked at him twice. Hearing that my family sold Amulets, he contemplated for a long time before deciding to give it a try.
I remembered that my Second Uncle once mentioned that some Amulets could attract romantic interest, but he couldn't specify which ones. So I asked Senior Guo about his budget and told him I needed to call my elder for inquiries; as for what kind of item it would be, it was uncertain—perhaps a shadow type or a little ghost.
Senior Guo quickly waved his hand and said, "No need to elaborate; as long as it works, anything is fine!"
In terms of budget, he was just a student who had worked hard over the years and saved up fourteen thousand yuan. Four thousand was his limit; anything more expensive was out of reach. He didn't care whether it was an authentic or shadow type; as long as it showed results quickly, anything would do!
This made me regard him with newfound respect. At that time, many people were still using small telephones. I was using a V3 phone that my Second Uncle had given me as a birthday gift, which cost around four thousand yuan. Spending so much money for a crush showed his dedication. To complete my first transaction in life, I immediately called my Second Uncle to ask if there were any Amulets that could help someone fall in love—something quick and effective.
My Second Uncle was somewhat surprised and asked, "What do you want this for? If you want a girl, just throw money at her; it's more effective than any Amulet."
I replied, "It's for a senior who has a crush on someone who doesn't reciprocate; he can only rely on this."
"Oh, your classmate? Let me think." After pondering for a while, my Second Uncle told me about two specific Amulets designed to attract romantic interest along with their prices and mentioned that if the target was specified, additional conditions would need to be met.
I sensed some displeasure in his voice and thought I might have caused him trouble. My Second Uncle said, "It's not your fault; it's those clients causing issues; they all seem to leave their brains at home!"
Seeing that he didn't want to say much, I didn't press further. However, mentioning the client reminded me of Teacher Qin from Nanjing, so I asked Second Uncle how things turned out and whether Teacher Qin had avenged himself and expressed his gratitude again.
When this matter was brought up, Second Uncle truly found it both amusing and frustrating because the outcome was completely different from what we had imagined. Teacher Qin did indeed take revenge, but he didn't escalate things as he had claimed. He killed Good Friend, and then his entire family nearly perished as well; only his wife survived, and she ended up in a mental hospital.
I felt a chill in my heart. They all died? What happened?
It turned out that after buying the Big Biling for his family from Second Uncle, Teacher Qin made daily offerings and wished for misfortune to befall Good Friend and his wife and child, wanting them to experience the torment of never having a moment's peace!
I must say, the power of the Big Biling was indeed formidable.
Teacher Qin often called Good Friend under the pretense of concern, inquiring about his recent life. Unbeknownst to Good Friend, he had revealed some truths while under the influence of Psychedelic Drug. Thus, without suspicion, he poured out his troubles to his "friend."
Now their family was indeed having a rough time. Every day on the way to work, they encountered traffic jams, and the fines for being late added up to half a month's salary. The elevator at their apartment frequently broke down; living on the fifteenth floor meant they were climbing stairs every day until their legs felt like they would break. To make matters worse, just as he inserted his key to open the door, the elevator would start working again. When he went to Property for an explanation, they said that the elevator company had come to fix it many times but couldn't find any issues.
That wasn't all; one day he took his child to an amusement park and ended up encountering a lunatic who was attacking people with a knife. Both father and son were injured and had to take the child to see a psychologist.
His wife wasn't having an easy time either; far away in another city, she faced either wind or rain whenever she stepped outside—never a good day. Money would mysteriously go missing often, and their home frequently experienced water or power outages. Once, she even sleepwalked onto the street in the middle of the night; if it hadn't been for a kind stranger who stopped her, she might have been hit by a car.
Moreover, during a medical check-up, she was diagnosed with late-stage breast cancer.
Teacher Qin was somewhat taken aback and wondered if this revenge was too severe.
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