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Second Uncle was even angrier and said, "If you can't even tell when someone is trying to trick you, how do you expect to make money? Achan said that if they really use red cloth or blood to break taboos, Spirit Child's spiritual power will grow stronger day by day. Sooner or later, they will meet a tragic end, and no one will be able to save them. You handle this yourself; I'm not getting involved."
After saying that, Second Uncle hung up the phone. I felt a heaviness in my heart; Achan wouldn't lie. If he said Zheng Xuezhang and His Father would die, then they would definitely die. But where could I find them? Suddenly, I remembered that Zheng Xuezhang had called me before, and his number should still be saved!
Qin Senior Sister saw me hang up the phone and started scrolling through her phone without saying a word for a long time. Finally, she asked, "How did it go? Can you at least give me an answer?"
I impatiently replied, "I got the information; I'll give it to you next week. If there's nothing else, you can leave; I'm busy!"
Qin Senior Sister had no idea what I was troubled about. Seeing my bad attitude, she stomped her foot and left. It was obvious she was angry, but at that moment, I couldn't care less; two lives were at stake!
Fortunately, the call log was still saved. I found that unfamiliar number and dialed it. The call went through, but no one answered no matter how many times I tried. Frustrated, I cursed under my breath, nearly throwing my phone in anger.
After standing there for a while thinking, I decided to go to Zheng Xuezhang's house to ask if they were still living there. Coincidentally, the next day was the weekend; Hu Xiaoyi was going to teach piano to elementary school students, while Liang Xi was holed up in the dormitory studying. I asked him to help offer prayers to Ling Gui Tu Pai Ying, but Liang Xi was terrified and said he didn't know how to do that and suggested I carry it with me instead.
I was so annoyed that I said, "If you won't help, just leave it there; it won't kill you!"
With that, I left the dormitory.
At that young age, my memory was still sharp. Following the route in my mind, I actually found Zheng Xuezhang's house. The door was open, and I could see his mother sitting in a chair in a daze. I knocked on the door and greeted her; she looked up at me for a moment before lowering her head again.
Not understanding the situation, I said, "Hello, Auntie. I've been here before; do you remember me?"
She looked up at me again, and her eyes seemed to fill with something more. Suddenly she stood up, rushed in front of me, grabbed my clothes, and shouted, "You return my husband! Return my son!"
My heart sank—had this father and son already died? I quickly said to this woman who seemed to be in distress, "Auntie, please tell me what happened to them! Are they dead?"
"You just died!" His mother was even angrier, furious enough to raise her hand to hit me.
I was already irritated by this matter, and with her being angry, I had nowhere to vent my frustration! I immediately grabbed her wrist and said, "Let's talk calmly. I'm here to resolve the issue, not to get beaten up!"
"Resolve the issue?" His mother struggled and said, "Both of them are in this situation because of your so-called Spirit Child. How can you still have the face to talk about resolving things?"
I pushed her away and said, "No matter what, you at least need to tell me what exactly happened to them. This is so confusing; what's going on?"
"You wouldn't know!" His mother was incredibly angry and then went on a tirade, not stopping for a long time.
From her ranting, I gradually picked up on some details.
That day, Zheng Xuezhang and his father won two million at an underground casino. When they got home, everyone was naturally overjoyed. They planned to take out one-third of the money to offer to the Spirit Child. Although his mother was reluctant, Zheng Xuezhang made it sound very mystical. People in their forties or fifties still somewhat believed in ghosts and gods, so no one in the family dared to go back on their word.
Over six hundred thousand in cash was burned to ashes before the Wealth-Inviting Spirit Child Ghost, and his mother thought that their days of hardship were finally coming to an end.
However, Zheng Xuezhang and his father did not think that way. His father had once held assets worth millions but lost everything at the gambling table. Even though they had won money today, they were still far from breaking even. Moreover, after deducting what they burned, they only had a little over a million left.
For an average person, a little over a million is not a small amount, but for a crazy gambler, it's just a small chip on the Gambling Table.
The next day, when his mother got up and saw that both father and son were missing, they didn't return until early morning with excited faces. It goes without saying; they went gambling again. His mother was initially very angry but didn’t say anything when she saw that they had won several tens of thousands that day. People are like that. The family had previously agreed not to gamble anymore, but after winning money, who remembers those words?
Since the underground casino had already labeled them as unwelcome guests, they could only play small games at places like Mahjong Parlors. With their personalities, having won two million the previous day, how could they settle for just a few tens of thousands?
So even though they won money, they weren't happy. Winning money continuously convinced both of them that there was indeed a Spirit Child possessing them—absolutely unstoppable! Since they couldn't play in this small city anymore, they decided to head to Macau and make a big score!
He initially opposed it, thinking that life was pretty good now, and they had made quite a bit of money. Continuing the seafood business seemed more stable. But the father and son were determined to "make big money" and were too lazy to follow the right path. Zheng's Mother felt that no matter how much she opposed it, it was useless. Moreover, she gradually began to believe that the Wealth-Inviting Spirit Child Ghost was indeed helpful. Since there was a spirit assisting them, they might as well take the gamble.
So, the father and son took the Wealth-Inviting Spirit Child Ghost to Macau, and a week later, they returned with nearly fifteen million, filled with excitement.
This fifteen million was after they offered one-third to the Wealth-Inviting Spirit Child Ghost. This was a huge sum of money, and Zheng's Mother was so happy that she was almost in disbelief. Zheng Xuezhang believed he had foresight; spending eight thousand to buy a little ghost and earning back fifteen million! What business could compare to such profits?
The family joyfully went out to indulge in lavish meals and spent over half a month enjoying various luxury items, designer clothes, jewelry, a large villa, and top sports cars—millions just vanished in an instant.
Zheng Xuezhang had lost interest in school; with the Spirit Child at hand, millions were just a call away. So after playing for that half month, the father and son took their money back to Macau again. From then on, Zheng's Mother never opposed gambling again.
Two weeks later, they returned with another fifteen million. But this time, they were not happy.
Why?
Because during their first trip to Macau, they won money every day and burned one-third of their profits for the Spirit Child when returning to rest. Even so, they still won fifteen million within three days. They had hoped to win even more, but afterward, their luck plummeted like a roller coaster; they were close to losing everything.
In a manner similar to underground casinos, when they gritted their teeth and pushed their last chips forward, good luck returned once again.
After several days, they won back fifteen million. The father and son finally breathed a sigh of relief; they didn’t dare gamble anymore for fear of losing everything again, which is why they returned from Macau. The second trip was similar to the first; they easily won fifteen million. However, after reaching this amount, their luck started to plummet drastically; no matter how they played, they kept losing.
When they pushed their last chips forward again, they began winning once more. The two were somewhat skeptical about their luck; back and forth they went, chips fluctuating from one hundred thousand to fifteen million and back again countless times.
The father and son completely lost their good mood about winning money; they couldn’t understand what was happening or why it was so coincidental. It was Zheng's Mother who saw things clearly; when she called about this matter, she felt it must be due to the Spirit Child.
It seemed that the Spirit Child's limit for helping them win money was fifteen million; exceeding this amount would lead to bad luck. Then just when they were about to lose everything again, they'd start winning once more.
The father and son thought about it and realized that it indeed made sense. Zheng Xuezhang, quick-witted, pondered that if this was the case, then when his father's luck turned bad, if he placed bets with his own money instead, wouldn't he be guaranteed to win?
Upon hearing this, His Father immediately felt delighted; his son was smart—why hadn't he thought of this earlier?
Thus, Zheng Xuezhang took half of the chips and placed bets opposite to His Father. This method proved effective; when His Father lost, Zheng Xuezhang won.
They believed they had found a way to break the limitations of the Spirit Child and were overjoyed. However, when their total winnings reached fifteen million, Zheng Xuezhang's luck also turned bad. No matter how he bet, he lost, while His Father kept winning.
With the back-and-forth, it was as if they hadn't won any money at all. The father and son were dumbfounded; no matter how they tried to maneuver, it remained the same.
After careful consideration, they realized that regardless of how things changed, those chips still belonged to His Father and remained within the limits. If they wanted to win more, Zheng Xuezhang would have to use his own money to place bets.
But where could Zheng Xuezhang find the money? The eight thousand he spent on the Wealth-Inviting Spirit Child Ghost was borrowed from classmates, and he hadn't paid them back yet. As for His Father, it was even less likely he could borrow money. Everyone knew he had lost everything due to gambling; a wise person would rather lend money to a beggar than give it to a gambler.
Determined to win more, Zheng Xuezhang resolutely decided to sell a kidney in order to raise the initial capital.
When I heard his mother say this, I was stunned. They had just won fifteen million, yet he still wanted to sell a kidney? Even more outrageous was that His Father agreed.
I truly couldn't understand; such a large sum of money was several times more than what they had when they were at their wealthiest. Were they still not satisfied?
At that time, there was little time left before the Spirit Child would be taken back. Even if they sold a kidney and got the money back, without the Spirit Child's help, they couldn't be sure they could continue winning. Therefore, after discussing it, the father and son planned to extract from me how to keep the Spirit Child.
His mother knew about this; women tend to be more cautious. I had made it very clear before that the Spirit Child possessed great power and if not retrieved in time, it could become uncontrollable. Thus, she firmly disagreed with such actions, believing that having enough money was sufficient—why did they need to win indefinitely?
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