Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 149 My Dad is Dying

This time when father and son reunited, Ran Jianfei readily answered all of Ran Qing's questions.

Without even waiting for Ran Qing to speak, he told her everything.

After listening to Ran Jianfei's story, Ran Qing stared at the photo of nine people in his hand with a heavy heart.

All nine people in the photo were smiling happily.

Even the sarcastic and bitter Aunt Six grinned at the camera.

They must have had a great relationship when they got together ten years ago.

At least at the moment of taking the photo, everyone was smiling brightly.

But shortly after this photo was taken, Lu Baiyin died, Long Shangyong died, and Ran Jianfei fell out with the others and left early.

Although the remaining six people survived, ten years later, they were hunted down by invisible monsters and died one after another...

Ran Qing exhaled lightly and asked, "You said my mother was killed by an evil spirit. What evil spirit killed her?"

Ran Qing asked for more details.

Ran Jianfei glanced at him and said, "An evil spirit possessed by a rat..."

Ran Jianfei calmly recounted what happened that year.

A mouse seduced Ran Qing's mother and cast some kind of evil spell on her, making her unconscious. Every night she would sleepwalk out of the house and stand in the fields behind the house, where the mouse would suck her essence.

"Later, I found and killed the rat," Ran Jianfei said calmly. "To be honest, it was quite difficult to kill."

"That evil spirit that escaped from the depths of the Wujiang ghost world is extremely difficult to deal with."

"It speaks an incomprehensible dialect and has a strange ability to create floating will-o'-the-wisp flames. Those will-o'-the-wisp flames gradually approach, and any living creature that touches them will instantly burn."

"But you can't just attack those will-o'-the-wisp fires casually, because every time you extinguish a will-o'-the-wisp fire, you'll have another head growing on your shoulders."

"When your shoulders are full of heads, you will be crushed by the weight and will never be able to stand up again. In the end, you will be eaten by the heads growing on your shoulders."

Ran Jianfei said expressionlessly, "Fortunately, I was more skilled than him. I finally found the weakness of that evil creature and killed it."

"So I avenged your mother ten years ago."

"But she was killed by an evil spirit. If something really went wrong, it should be related to the Wujiang ghost world."

"I will investigate. As for you..."

Ran Jianfei looked at Ran Qing, then at Mo Li.

He shook his head and sighed, saying, "Even if that monster has set its sights on me, with Xiong Guangda and I taking the blame for you, you can only live for three months at most."

"With your current mediocre level, don't even think about pursuing the truth."

"With your level, you're not even qualified to be my assistant."

"Have fun for three months, enjoy your last moments before death, and indulge yourself. That's what you should do now."

"My Ran family has passed down the corpse refining technique for generations, but I never expected that it would be completely extinct in my generation."

The man stood up with the help of a cane and limped away.

In that direction, the man's wife was standing under the hospital building holding their daughter's hand, as if waiting for him.

Ran Jianfei said without turning his head: "I'm going to be discharged from the hospital to be with my family."

"You two, please do as you please."

The middle-aged man's departing figure seemed inexplicably lonely at this moment.

He spoke fiercely, but his tired expression and his back, no longer as defiant as before, clearly showed that he had a bad premonition.

Everyone else in the photo is dead. Even if he quit halfway, could he really have survived?

And his only son in the world is now also being targeted by invisible monsters.

Both father and son face the countdown to death...

Ran Qing quietly watched Ran Jianfei leave, watching him gather with his family. Ran Qing turned and left: "Let's go."

Ran Qing's tone was surprisingly calm.

During this meeting, he got the news he wanted.

I know the truth about my mother's death very clearly.

The middle-aged man also gave him more useful information.

But this prophecy of death countdown is not good news for Ran Qing.

Mo Li looked at him worriedly and whispered, "Maybe the situation isn't as serious as your father said..."

The girl tried to comfort Ran Qing.

Ran Qing shook his head and said, "I had a premonition of what he said."

When he learned about Meng Laoqi's tragic death and saw an invisible monster digging into his stomach, Ran Qing guessed that the countdown to his death had begun.

If you can't deal with that invisible monster, you will die completely.

Ran Qing's tone was extremely calm: "That's why I want to go find that copper coin. Even if the person behind the copper coin is not to be offended, but I'm almost dead, how can I care about so much."

"Even if the evil god is spreading these copper coins, I will still grab them."

At present, the only possible way that Ran Qing has found to save himself is to collect copper coins.

Anyway, he is dying soon, so the barefoot ones are not afraid of those who wear shoes.

Ran Qing and Mo Li returned to the cement house and saw the tall and thin Long Zongshu, who looked like a bamboo pole, sitting at the door and talking to Xiao Mianhua.

Seeing Ran Qing appear, Long Zongshu waved happily.

But when he saw Mo Li behind Ran Qing, Long Zongshu's smile froze, and he subconsciously put his hand down, feeling a little nervous.

It seemed that he was still afraid of the ferocious girl from last night.

Mo Li looked at the tall and thin man in surprise and said, "Why is your classmate..."

After hesitating for a few seconds, the girl made a difficult comment: "...silly."

Ran Qing laughed dryly and said, "He is quite introverted."

The main reason was that Long Zongshu was too tall, about 1.9 meters tall and thin. In the 1990s, when people in the southwestern mountainous areas were malnourished and the average height was less than 1.7 meters, the thin and thin Long Zongshu stood out from the crowd.

Despite his height, he seemed clumsy, slow, and inflexible. He was also timid and introverted, giving people a rather silly feeling.

After the two met, Ran Qing went into the house first and called his homeroom teacher, Mr. Jin, on the landline.

"Hello, Teacher Jin..."

After the call was connected, Ran Qing heard Teacher Jin's voice on the other end of the line and said, "I want to ask for leave and go home early... The school still has a week of vacation, right? I'll come back when the next semester starts."

"Yeah, something happened at home."

"Yeah, it has something to do with my dad."

Ran Qing said calmly, "His condition has worsened. The doctor said it's very serious. He may not live for many days."

"I want to take a leave and spend some time with him one last time."

"Well...it's okay. I'm not sad, Teacher Jin."

"Well, okay, thank you, Teacher Jin."

"Oh no, no, no need to come and see him, we'll be back to the countryside soon."

"The doctor said that there was no need for treatment and told us to take him home to be cared for."

"Yes, okay. Goodbye, Teacher Jin."

(End of this chapter)