Chapter 3, The Eerie Graveyard

I suddenly felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over me, a chill running from head to toe, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body, and the sun shining down felt increasingly frigid.

Cauliflower looked at me in surprise and gestured, "I, Qin Ge, am charming and suave, and there are still girls you can't attract? How alluring must this girl be

"Damn you, running into you is like I've had eight lifetimes of bad luck."

The next day, I woke up feeling as if my entire body was in pieces, aching all over. The sun was so bright that I could barely open my eyes, and my head felt like a swarm of hornets was buzzing around, making a constant droning sound

On the night we left City C, Caihua told me he had a wish, which was to learn Qimen Dunjia to catch ghosts

This graveyard is situated in a small valley, and compared to the surrounding chaotic graves, it is much more refined. The area around the grave is constructed in a rectangular shape with cement, and at the center of the grave stands an imposing marble tombstone. Flanking it are two half-kneeling cement statues, one male and one female, and at the entrance, there are two small stone lions. It is likely that the owner of this grave was also a person who enjoyed showing off, otherwise, it would not be so elaborate.

"Damn it, how dare you open my lid and make me get scolded, go to hell!" Caihua continued to curse, lifting his leg to knock down the two small stone lions in front of the grave.

Cauliflower asked me who that woman is

Damn, where is this? I was astonished to find myself lying in a graveyard, surrounded by utter chaos. A pool of bloody flesh lay before me, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be nothing but skinned rats. Intestines and other entrails were strewn all over the ground, along with several broken bottles.

Old Gao said, I am also afraid that you will not want this woman anymore and will send her back to me, which would leave me in a difficult position and make me unpopular. By signing this agreement, whether she lives or dies is your concern, and I am just seeking some peace, am I not

Yes, the cauliflower, it is this damned grandson who invited me to listen to the female ghost's call on the bed

This slap made my eyes sparkle with stars, and just as I was about to explode in anger, suddenly a glimmer of insight struck me. I stared intently at this bearded face and finally remembered.

The words above have become completely illegible. I find this situation strange, and this place is quite eerie, with a gloomy and frightening atmosphere. I said, "Cauliflower, forget it, let's go."

"If you are going to send a woman, just send a woman. What is there to sign an agreement for?" Cauliflower began to shout with a lisp.

I shot him a glare, turned back to look at the tomb, and felt an unsettling aura, though I couldn't quite articulate why. Especially the photo of the old man wearing a melon-shaped cap on the tombstone, which seemed to be giving me a chilling, sinister smile.

As I leaned in for a closer look, I couldn't tell who had such a heartless disposition to chisel the inscriptions on this old man's grave into a complete mess. This act is quite malicious, effectively rendering the old man nameless in death. However, considering the lack of respect shown in the way this grave has been treated, it is rather generous that the body has not been exhumed and desecrated.

Both Cauliflower and I are the kind of people who are carefree and untroubled; if we can't figure something out, we simply don't take it to heart. Cauliflower feels that this time I was quite let down, and in the following days, he drove me around City C in his Bentley, exploring it thoroughly as if it were a guidebook.

The memories in my mind gradually began to clarify. I remember spending a long time crawling through the bushes with Cauliflower, and then getting lost. After that, my memories are completely fragmented.

I lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and handed it to Cauliflower, "Let's not talk about the matter of the opening yet, let's analyze what exactly is going on"

What the hell is going on? I clearly remember being in bed with a client, so how did I end up in this godforsaken place? The most frustrating part is that next to me is a burly man with a bloodied face and a scruffy beard.

My mind is in complete disarray, and I cannot recall what exactly happened

Cauliflower took a deep breath twice, thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Brother Qin, I truly cannot remember."

Caihua pondered for a moment, "Damn it, I really can't remember. Could it be that we were robbed by a female ghost? Otherwise, I could call the engineering team to excavate this grave and get to the bottom of it"

The next day, Cauliflower took me to the airport, reluctantly watching me leave

I have always been perceptive about people. Caihua lacks friends, or rather, he has no one he can truly connect with. He is somewhat carefree, yet he is loyal, much like myself. Neither of us has any real friends; we are both solitary wanderers, marked by inner emptiness and loneliness.

I lowered my head with a bitter smile, feeling a mix of emotions within. To outsiders, it seems that I earn money effortlessly and am unbeatable in attracting women, evoking extreme envy. However, everyone has their own regrets, and my regret is that I cannot forget that woman and cannot have her.

"Brother Qin, I remembered https://www.hetushu.com. This is the graveyard where I heard the female ghost's cries, no doubt about it. It was right here last time, and there were the screams of women inside"

I splashed him in the face with alcohol and said, with your pig brain full of excrement, don't even think about the art of Qi Men Dun Jia in this lifetime.

I am completely at a loss right now. He stood up and slapped me across the face, shouting in panic, "It's over, Qin Ge, you can't be possessed by a ghost, right? I am just a cauliflower.

After descending the mountain, Cauliflower and I pondered for half a day, yet we could not figure out what exactly happened last night. However, one thing is certain: we must have encountered something sinister.

I shook my head; some people can only be kept in the heart, and speaking of them only adds to the pain

Cauliflower, tell me what exactly happened last night, as I can't remember anything at all

"Hey, hey, wake up!" I kicked him twice on the backside, and this rascal mumbled a couple of words but just wouldn't wake up

I fear that Cauliflower might act impulsively; if this rascal truly intends to disturb the grave, we must quickly pull him down the mountain. If the people from Yema Po village see us meddling with the grave, it will not be a trivial matter

At the moment of descending the mountain, a chill ran down my back. I turned to take a glance, and the old man's smile seemed to grow increasingly sinister

Qin Ge, don't! Suddenly, Caihua seemed to remember something, his eyes wide open. His lewd, bulging eyes were filled with panic as he rushed forward frantically to snatch the piece of cloth.

As a psychologist, I know that I must calm down now. I simply cannot remember what happened later; everything will have to rely on the cauliflower.

My scalp felt as if it were exploding, and I was on the verge of losing my mind. I rubbed my face vigorously to steady myself.

This trip, to be honest, was really terrible, but on the bright side, I gained a friend and confidant like Cauliflower

I stared at him, furrowing my brow for a moment, who the hell are you, I still want to ask you what is going on

Qin Jian, from now on Chunlan will belong to you, but you ... ...

"Don't rush, take a look around first, see if anything looks familiar?" I gestured for him to think again

A strange smile flickered across the old man's face as he took a needle, grasped my hand with astonishing speed, and forcefully pierced it into my left middle finger, dragging me to press a bloody fingerprint onto the fabric.

With a crack, the witness, Old Li, swiftly grabbed the wine bottle from the table and opened the lid of the cauliflower. The young man, clutching his head, collapsed softly to the ground

Who is this person, and how did they end up with me

Before I had the chance to serve the soup, this fellow was clutching his head, shouting in pain, and rolling his eyes around, wandering about in confusion. When he saw me, he looked somewhat surprised and exclaimed, "Qin Ge, what’s going on? Who the hell cracked my skull?"

Upon hearing what Old Gao said, I found it reasonable. Taking someone else's woman, it is indeed appropriate to establish an agreement. I swiftly snatched the pen from his hand without even looking at what was written on that piece of cloth, and without a second thought, I signed my name.

I still did not understand what this sudden scene was about, as Old Gao grinned sinisterly and pressed a point on my forehead. My vision darkened, and I instantly lost consciousness

Damn it, this is a mess! I took out my old bird, ready to give him some hot soup to wake him up.

Caihua rubbed his head, his face full of confusion as he muttered, "How the hell would I know where all these skinned dead mice came from?" Upon seeing the broken beer bottles, he immediately became displeased and shouted at me, "Brother Qin, I regard you as an idol, as a dear brother, but you can't use my head to practice your skills. What if you turn me into an idiot? Ouch, that really hurts."

Cauliflower asked me what my wish was. I thought for a long time and seriously told him that I like a woman, but I feel unworthy of her. My greatest wish in this life is to marry her and have her as my wife

I have come to understand that individuals like Caihua, who are wealthy second-generation rich, often have minds filled with nonsense, and when they get heated, they emit foul odors

Cauliflower was staring at the tombstone and cursed, "What a truly despicable act, even in death forcing people to kneel before him. Huh, why are all the words on this thing smudged?"

After much persuasion, the old man took out a redwood box from the cabinet, pulled out a roll of yellow cloth, spread it on the table, and squinted as he said, "I suggest you both stop arguing. Whoever wants it can just sign this agreement, and my wife will be given to that person. Old Li, you two can act as witnesses."

This is not important; think about what happened last night. Don't tell me we spent the whole night eating dead mice with the wine. Looking at the dead mice scattered all over the ground, with their bloody entrails, my stomach began to spasm, and I started to retch