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Ajan Ben nodded and said a few words to his grandfather. After listening, Grandpa frowned slightly and then nodded in agreement. Following that, Ajan Ben turned around and went out with his apprentice. I was confused and quickly asked, "Why did he leave?"
Grandpa said, "Ajan has figured it out; this is corpse poison. It must be taken to his home for the antidote; otherwise, within three hours, all of his flesh and blood will turn to pus, and there will be no saving him."
Upon hearing this, I immediately jumped up. What are we waiting for? We need to hurry! Together with Liang Xi, we called for the hospital nurses to help lift Hu Xiaoyi into the car. We drove to Ajan Ben's house, which was a street-side residence that looked somewhat like a temple. On the way, Grandpa told me that Ajan Ben is a Black-Clad Achan and is very skilled at dispelling curses. With him around, Hu Xiaoyi should be fine.
I felt a wave of sadness as I looked at Hu Xiaoyi, who was still unconscious with a tight frown on his face. I couldn't help but sigh inwardly. I just hoped that Ajan Ben's skills were as good as Grandpa said, and that he could bring him back from the brink of death.
Ajan Ben had already prepared everything at his home but requested that no one watch during the antidote process and asked us to wait outside. I was anxious but had no choice but to stand outside and sigh. Liang Xi stared at the closed door for a while before asking Grandpa, "What is corpse poison? Is it easy to treat? How did Fourth Brother get cursed?"
Grandpa replied, "Corpse poison, also known as corpse water poison, is made from the toxic water left behind when a corpse decays, mixed with some malicious ghost materials. It's extremely harmful, so only a Black-Clad Achan can handle it. As for how he got cursed, didn't you say he was stabbed with a knife yesterday? That knife had his blood on it, which is the best medium for a Black-Clad Achan's curse. It's also my fault for being careless; I didn't expect those people would curse him; otherwise, I would have retrieved the knife!"
Liang Xi said, "You can't blame yourself; it's trouble we caused. We just hope Fourth Brother has good fortune and doesn't come to harm."
We waited outside for more than two hours before Ajan Ben's apprentice opened the door and said the curse had been dispelled.
Liang Xi and I rushed inside and saw that although Fourth Brother still hadn't opened his eyes, his complexion looked much better and he wasn't sweating like before. His right arm's skin was still wrinkled but at least was about the same thickness as a normal person's. Ajan Ben was using a banana leaf to sweep over him as part of the final step in dispelling the curse.
After sweeping him all over, Ajan Ben placed his hand on Hu Xiaoyi's head and recited prayers for blessings before telling us we could take him home.
I wasn't sure if Fourth Brother had truly been cured and looked towards Grandpa for confirmation. Grandpa said, "If Ajan Ben says it's fine, then it is fine. Let's take him home."
Since Grandpa said so, I could only signal Liang Xi and Gai to help carry Fourth Brother to the car. Just as we got him in the car, Fourth Brother groggily opened his eyes. I was overjoyed and quickly called out his name. Fourth Brother seemed still dazed and half-opened his eyes to look at me, saying, "Second brother, I want to play the piano..."
I was so happy I could almost cry and replied, "Play! Play! As soon as we get back, I'll let you play! Be good and sleep for now."
Fourth Brother nodded weakly and then closed his eyes again. Once we got into the car, we all breathed a sigh of relief; Fourth Brother turning from danger to safety was truly a blessing from above. Liang Xi wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "Thailand is just too dangerous; people can get cursed at any moment. I swear I won't come back here again."
I snorted and said, "I warned you not to come long ago, but you wouldn't listen. Once Fourth Brother is better, he will definitely give you and the boss a good scolding!"
Liang Xi grinned widely and didn't argue.
When we returned home, Fourth Brother opened his eyes again. His mental state was much better than before; at least he wasn't dazed and demanding to play the piano anymore. I asked Liang Xi to help him sit on the sofa, then went upstairs to call for the boss. Naturally, I wanted the boss to know this good news as soon as Fourth Brother was better.
However, after calling out several times, no one responded. At that moment, I suddenly felt a bit anxious; for some reason, my head felt heavy, as if something bad had happened.
Without saying a word, I quickly ran upstairs. When I pushed open the door to the boss's room, I was immediately hit by a foul smell coming from inside. My heart sank as I turned on the light and rushed to the bedside, only to be met with a scene that made me burst into tears.
Lying on the bed was the boss, unrecognizable from his former self. His body was covered in unknown black bugs. They had eaten away most of him, leaving a large hole in his abdomen. His intestines and internal organs were hanging on the floor, and his eyes were wide open, with one half of his face filled with fear and pain. The blood all over the bed was glaring against the white sheets!
A piece of Durian cake that had been bitten into lay on the floor, seemingly proving that the boss had been bitten to death by bugs while eating cake. He might not have even swallowed it; his throat could have already been occupied by the bugs.
My cries attracted Grandpa and the others. When they rushed into the room and saw this horrifying scene, they were all stunned.
Liang Xi fell to his knees and began crying out as well: "Boss!"
Grandpa came over and held my head in his arms. I clung tightly to him, crying out, "Grandpa, the boss is gone! He’s gone!"
Grandpa sighed deeply and didn't say a word. At that moment, no amount of words would help.
Liang Xi and I cried until we couldn't stand anymore; in the end, we were dragged out by force. Hu Xiaoyi still didn't understand what had happened; when he found out that the boss had been bitten to death by bugs, he immediately froze and then cried harder than anyone else. Back at school, if anyone tried to bully Fourth Brother, Zhang Qichao would absolutely not allow it; their relationship was almost like that of real brothers. Grandpa had already called Second Uncle in the room, telling him to drop everything and return to Thailand immediately.
After all these years of retreating and enduring time after time, what was the result? The result was that his grandson's classmate had been cursed and tragically died in this house!
I was dragged onto the sofa by Gai, who sighed and said, "Young Master, please accept my condolences."
Liang Xi desperately slapped his own face and said, "It's all my fault! I should have come back with the boss! It's all my fault!"
That day was the day I cried the hardest in my life. In the same dormitory, my boss Zhang Qichao, whom I had just befriended for half a year, died at my grandfather's house. He died so tragically that not even his whole body could be recovered. And it all started from a small bar fight.
This day will forever be etched in my memory: January 17, 2006! There were still twelve days left until the New Year!
No one could have imagined that while those people were targeting Hu Xiaoyi, they did not spare Zhang Qichao either. The curses placed on the two of them were completely different, which led to an uncontrollable situation. Sometimes I think that if I had paid more attention to the boss at that time and not focused all my attention on Hu Xiaoyi, perhaps he wouldn't have died.
Second Uncle and Second Uncle rushed back one after another. Upon learning about such a big incident at home, both of them were shocked. In the early morning of the 18th, I met Second Uncle for the first time. He was younger than Second Uncle but looked much older or perhaps more mature, resembling a Thai person.
He did not continue our uncle-nephew relationship but directly asked what Grandpa planned to do. Second Uncle, who had already returned, was comforting me when he heard Second Uncle's question. He immediately slammed his hand on the table and stood up, saying, "What else can we do? They’ve already bullied us to this extent; we absolutely cannot tolerate this! No matter who it is, we must drag them out to pay for their life!"
"The situation is so chaotic now; we don't even know if he will return or not. I think we should investigate first and then plan accordingly," Second Uncle said.
"Plan my ass!" Second Uncle replied angrily. "This time it was Child's classmate who suffered; what if it had been Child's blood or hair left behind that day? They don't take us seriously at all; they don’t even know who we are! What’s there to plan?"
"Enough," Grandpa waved his hand to stop the brothers' argument and said, "The one who was cursed is Child's classmate. For both emotional and rational reasons, we need to give their family an explanation. Second Uncle, first find out who cast the curse and who is behind it. Whether to kill or let go can be discussed later."
Second Uncle nodded and said to me, "Alright, stop crying. Just wait at home; Second Uncle will help you bring them back. When the time comes, you can decide how to deal with it; no matter how big the issue is, your uncle will handle it for you!"
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