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As I stepped out, I looked at Second Uncle and remained silent. After a while, I finally squeezed out four words through clenched teeth: "Fraud! Swindler!"
Second Uncle chuckled and said, "What do you think those people buying the Amulet are after? It's all about fulfilling their wishes, right? Whether it's real or fake, they just want a result. I gave him the answer overnight; that's better than making him wait for days. Look at you, so indignant—who do you think raised you all these years? You ungrateful little rascal, here."
Saying this, Second Uncle stuffed a wad of cash into my hands. I was quite surprised when he said, "This idea was yours, and I didn't put in anything, so naturally, the benefits should go to you. I won't even ask you to cover the small cost of the bar."
I was stunned for a long time, not expecting him to give me the three thousand that Teacher Qin had. Throughout my life, Second Uncle had never been stingy with me, but we had never had a similar "transaction" before. It wasn't until I got into the car that I hazily realized that my idea was worth three thousand.
No wonder Grandpa and the others could make so much money in Thailand; these people are really too naive.
Second Uncle was confident that his identification of that fake Amulet was accurate and effective, so he decided to stay in Nanjing for a few more days. He didn't want Teacher Qin to need help later and have to make another trip.
On the first day, we enjoyed good food during the day and went to bars at night, then rented a room.
The next day, we accompanied two beautiful girls for good food during the day and rented a room at night.
Uncle and nephew together chasing girls—it was enough to give anyone a toothache. After Second Uncle's incident last year, sometimes when I chatted with him through text, we would laugh heartily about those ridiculous pasts, temporarily forgetting today's worries. Sometimes I wondered what life is really about. Second Uncle said it’s about profit; only with profit can one enjoy life. But after he gained profit, he couldn't enjoy it anymore—not even listening to his favorite songs.
This question still puzzles me: what is it all for?
On the third day, Teacher Qin called with a gloomy voice. It was obvious that the answer had already been revealed. We went to his house again and saw Teacher Qin looking very downcast. Second Uncle was quite confident that everything had come to light.
Teacher Qin indeed gave Good Friend Psychedelic Drug; it was just that the process was somewhat absurd. He only asked one question throughout: "I just want to ask you one thing—did you hire someone to cast a spell on me?"
When Good Friend answered yes, he just left without asking why. I thought to myself, truly worthy of being a University Teacher—an intellectual with a mind full of melodrama.
The reason for calling Second Uncle was that he felt too constrained after thinking it over. After decades of being Good Friends and seven years of camaraderie, he found himself inexplicably cursed. He believed he had treated this Good Friend well and had never done anything to betray him, which left him utterly confused.
Typically, the more educated someone is, the more complicated their thoughts can become, leading them to get stuck in a rut. Therefore, stubborn people often fall into two categories: those who are highly educated and those who are not.
Teacher Qin was seething with anger, thinking that since his Good Friend was heartless, he could no longer be righteous. Thus, he decided to ask Second Uncle to buy a spirit tablet or a ghost, not for any other reason but to seek revenge. His family had been unsettled by the inexplicable actions of his Good Friend, and now he wanted that Good Friend to experience the same feeling.
I did not agree with this behavior. Although even sages speak of repaying kindness with kindness and grievances with directness, the old monk also said that when will grievances ever end? However, Second Uncle did not share this view; as a businessman, his primary goal was profit, and his principle was to satisfy customers. No matter what you wanted to do, he was only responsible for collecting money.
In this regard, there was a significant conflict between those born in the sixties and seventies and the younger generation. And in this matter, Second Uncle had the final say; I had no way to interject. Moreover, given Teacher Qin's intense hatred at that time, it was unlikely he would listen to anyone's advice.
Second Uncle said, "Since you want to take revenge on his whole family, there's a type of spirit tablet that's quite suitable; however, it's a bit pricey."
Teacher Qin's eyes turned red as he gritted his teeth and cursed, "No matter how high it is, I want it! Damn it, bullying honest people!"
The two agreed on the terms: payment first, then delivery; this was the bottom line for all Dealers. Because Achans would not entertain any personal relationships—if you didn't pay, they wouldn't help you.
Second Uncle recommended a family spirit tablet known as Big Biling.
In Thailand's spirit tablets, they are categorized based on their spirits and effects into various types such as Lu Guo, Pai Ying, Brahmin, Pai Tang, and Yi Ba. Of course, this classification is made by Achans; for ordinary people, there isn't much difference since everyone seeks spirit tablets or raises small ghosts to fulfill their wishes. These spirits generally have similar effects.
Normally speaking, a spirit tablet contains only one spirit. However, the family spirit tablet known as Big Biling is an exception; it must consist of souls that died together in an accident—preferably from events like car crashes or murders—because such tragedies create greater Resentment than ordinary spirits. The Ajan Master would place the spirits into three types of Symbolic Pipes made of gold, silver, and bronze. They would soak them in Corpse Oil and various Yin Liao for months while chanting scriptures. Once the Invocation Spell locked the souls in place, they could be taken out for worship. Some Ajans do not use Symbolic Pipes but instead mold Grave Soil soaked in Yin Liao into the shape of a family of three for spirit possession.
This type of spirit tablet is rare because incidents where an entire family dies together are relatively uncommon; thus, they are extremely expensive. Earlier, Second Uncle had bought two from an Achan—one sold to a businessman in Singapore while the other remained unsold. Ordinary spirit tablets were sufficient for most people; who would buy something with such poor cost-effectiveness? Despite the comprehensive effects and powerful capabilities of Big Biling, it had been stuck with Second Uncle for over a year.
Those in this line of work fear stockpiling goods most of all unless they are rare items like mine that appreciate over time. Ordinary items are different because some Amulets have limited power duration. In other words, if the spirit inside accumulates enough merit to reincarnate during its time limit, then that Amulet becomes ineffective. Therefore, if you purchase an Authentic item, it’s best to have someone check whether the spirit has already been liberated after some time of worshiping it to avoid wasting time on an empty shell.
The time limit for Big Biling was still quite long; however, Second Uncle disliked having items on hand that couldn't be converted into cash. Seeing Teacher Qin so aggressive gave him an opportunity to push this spirit tablet out into circulation.
As for how much money, thinking back now, it should have been enough to buy a few square meters in Nanjing at that time.
Because it was a very expensive item, Second Uncle didn't dare to go directly but personally received the package sent from Thailand and delivered it to Teacher Qin, reminding him about some taboos and matters of repayment.
Teacher Qin took note of everything, assuring that he would not make any mistakes. He just wanted Good Friend to experience what he had gone through and did not want to cause too much trouble.
After making this deal, Second Uncle sent me home and then returned to Thailand. He had some clients there, and the local competition was much fiercer than in mainland China, so he needed to maintain those relationships frequently.
When I got home, I told Grandma that Grandma from Thailand had passed away. Perhaps she could consider reconciling with Grandpa. Grandma shook her head upon hearing this and smiled, saying, "The Lord tells us that all greed is the root of evil. If he wants to come back, he will naturally do so; I will not force it. As long as you are by my side, that is enough."
I sighed and said, "Isn't that also a form of greed?"
This remark earned me a slap from Grandma.
At that time, I had already graduated from high school and was still unsure whether I wanted to attend university. Throughout my life, my academic performance had always been mediocre, and my college entrance exam scores were only enough for a second-tier university. By then, the employment pressure for university graduates was gradually increasing; many people graduated without knowing what to do or what they were capable of.
When I received the three thousand yuan from Teacher Qin through Second Uncle, I thought maybe I could sell Amulets. After all, having family connections would make it easier than for others.
This idea did not gain approval from my parents and Grandma; they still believed that children should go to school. Whether they did well or not was unimportant; what mattered was the process! They could not understand that this was a society focused solely on results.
Thus, I had no choice but to follow their wishes and went off to university. Originally, Second Uncle wanted to help me get into a better key university through connections, but I wasn't interested in Tsinghua University or Peking University; those were havens for bookworms. What business did an underachiever like me have in such places?
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