Chapter 31 Ancient Spiritual Objects
Chapter 31 Ancient Spiritual Objects
Two days later, Su Yanjun slept past the hour of dawn and came to work at a leisurely pace.
Now that Liu Sheng is here and he’s learning the ropes very quickly, she can finally relax and unwind.
It doesn’t matter if I come on duty late quietly, since I have Liu Sheng to cover for me.
It’s good to have colleagues!
But when she arrived at the Wanshi Hall, she saw her good colleague writing something at the counter, with a thick stack of books stamped with the Book Collection stamp next to him.
"What are you doing?" Su Yanjun asked in surprise. She didn't know that the doorman's job included this.
Liu Sheng wrote seriously without raising his head.
“I’m writing an article.”
Su Yanjun leaned over to take a look, and saw only a pile of complicated magic array inscriptions and some complex analysis.
She suddenly felt dizzy. "Why are you writing this? This should be done by someone from the Yiyan Division, right?"
Liu Sheng smiled and said, "Not necessarily. I just want to write an article to submit for publication, "Theory of Cultivation."
It just so happened that she had gained some experience in modifying the analyzer some time ago, and even if she did not disclose the high-dimensional analysis version, she could greatly improve the performance.
Su Yanjun had been in Qinghe Weaving Institute for many years and roughly knew the status of the publication "Cultivation Theory".
She had only heard that someone from the Yiyansi had published an article there, but that was only after spending countless time and research materials to produce one article. Moreover, she had the impression that those people were quite old, and some were even bald. She couldn't connect this matter with the girl in front of her.
But she also didn't have the heart to hit Liu Sheng. He was already traumatized, what if he was hit again and never recovered?
"This is difficult, right?" Su Yanjun said cautiously.
"It's definitely a bit difficult."
Liu Sheng nodded and said seriously.
"But I just posted an article there last month, so I have experience."
Su Yanjun: ...
It turned out that I was the one who was hit.
Liu Sheng wrote for a while before the first customer of the day arrived.
Liu Sheng glanced at Su Yanjun who was concentrating on reading the storybook, put away the manuscript in his hand and put it in the drawer, and took the initiative to step forward to greet him.
The guest was a middle-aged man with a big belly. He was wearing a brocade robe with a python pattern, with glittering gold ornaments on his hands and jingling bracelets on his waist. He must be from a well-off family.
As soon as he sat down, he didn't even drink the hot tea that Liu Sheng brought him, and he said anxiously: "Girl, please save me!"
"Please wait, and tell me what happened to you first."
"I think...my wife...is not normal..."
He didn't know what he was thinking of, and he took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
These days, Liu Sheng has become accustomed to the fact that customers who come to him for help always speak in an exaggerated manner, so he quietly pushed the hot tea in front of him.
"My name is Fuyoucai, and my family has been in the quarrying business for generations."
Fu Youcai took a sip of hot tea, calmed himself down, and spoke slowly.
"Something went wrong more than ten days ago. One day my wife suddenly slept until noon. Usually she would get up at the crowing of the cock to serve her parents-in-law. She has never missed a day since she got married. But that day, I saw that she was not in good spirits after waking up, so I didn't blame her too much."
"Of course you don't need to blame her..." Liu Sheng muttered softly.
"What did you say?" Fuyoucai asked in confusion. "Nothing, please continue."
"Oh, and then, she was so hungry when she woke up. She was still not satisfied after lunch, so she asked her maid to go to the street and buy two large bowls of pig offal, which she ate with great relish."
"Pig offal is indeed delicious. Your Madam may have eaten too much. I wonder what's so strange about it?" Liu Sheng couldn't help swallowing when he thought of stewing it with ginger, scallion, star anise, bay leaves and cooking wine until it was very soft, and then eating it with chili peppers.
"But she used to be afraid of the stench of pork! She would never eat pig offal! Even if I secretly ate a bite, she would despise me!" Fu Youcai said excitedly, "Later, she would eat it every day... Not necessarily pig offal, she would eat cow and sheep offal too. In short, she would buy offal to eat every day."
"That's fine. She used to eat cooked food... but recently! I just discovered that she has started to secretly eat raw food!"
"That day, I drank too much at night and got up in the middle of the night. As a result, I saw her sneaking towards the kitchen. I thought her behavior was strange, so I followed her secretly, and I saw..." Fu Youcai's face was horrified, and he clenched his teeth, as if he remembered some extremely terrifying scene.
"It's okay, take your time to think about it and talk about it when you're ready." Liu Sheng comforted him.
Fu Youcai took another sip of tea and took a deep breath: "I saw her eating the raw meat directly in the kitchen, especially the internal organs. She held them in her hands and ate until her face turned red..."
"I didn't dare to disturb her, but I was getting more and more scared. She has been looking at me strangely lately, as if I were a meal on a plate!" Fu Youcai was so scared that the fat on his face began to tremble.
Su Yanjun also woke up and sat beside him listening with concern: "So what's going on now?"
"I'm so scared now that I don't even dare to go home. I asked my parents to move to a farm in the countryside." Fuyoucai patted his stomach, making a popping sound. "That scene was so disgusting that I couldn't eat meat for several days. I lost several pounds."
Su Yanjun's mouth twitched when he heard this.
"We need to know some details before we can classify this matter. Think about whether there was anything different from usual before she fell into a coma?" Liu Sheng continued to ask seriously, "For example, where did she go, what did she eat, and what did she touch?"
Fu Youcai tried hard to recall: "Where did she go? Probably not, I don't let her go out very often. I'm a relatively traditional person, I can make money to support her, why should she show up in public, how can it be decent?"
He didn't realize that his words would offend Liu Sheng and Su Yanjun who were often in the limelight, and continued, "What I eat is similar to what I eat... I didn't see anyone else in the backyard..."
Then, his eyes suddenly lit up as he remembered something: "The day before yesterday, my mother thought about how hard she worked taking care of her parents-in-law, so she wanted to give her a bracelet that was passed down from our family, and she even asked for my opinion. I thought that although this bracelet was an ancient item and very valuable, she was my wife after all, so I gave it to her."
"By the way, she fell asleep wearing this bracelet!"
Now, things are very clear.
This time, Su Yanjun contacted the Weaving Institute's Inspection Office directly and explained Fu Youcai's matter. The Inspection Office also felt that something was amiss and immediately arranged for people to go to Fu Youcai's house.
……
When the monks from the Patrol Department came back, Su Yanjun saw that they were covered in blood, so he walked up to them curiously and asked them a question.
"Are you injured?"
"This is not our blood, it's that woman's." One of the monks said coldly. "She has been killed, and her mind has been completely destroyed."
"There is indeed something wrong with the bracelet. It is not just an ordinary ancient object, but it is not a strange object either. It should be a spiritual object. Wearing it may trigger bloodlust. The specific triggering mechanism needs to be looked at by the Yiyan Division."
Another colleague from the Detective Patrol Department was quite familiar with Su Yanjun and was willing to talk to him more.
"I can only say that ancient spiritual objects are indeed extraordinary."
Liu Sheng listened from the side, deep in thought.
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