dmims Chapter 578 The Truth
Chapter 578 The Truth
I swallowed and asked, "Is it Xia Shuishui?"
The other person looked at me and didn't answer immediately, his expression was very cold. After two minutes, he suddenly smiled.
"Xia Shuishui, Shuishui, there are many things you don't know, including how the Xia family made its fortune in the early years."
"Shui Shui is just an ordinary young lady born in a wealthy family. She has a simple mind and only she would believe your nonsense."
He suddenly changed the subject.
"But...Shuishui's body is still pretty good. Let me tell you, it's as white as jade, and so tender that you can squeeze out water with one hand. I'm afraid you haven't experienced that, kid?"
I gripped the armrests of the chair, veins popping out on the backs of my hands.
"I know. All along... the person she was afraid of was you. You are the ghost of the Xia family."
His eyes lit up with excitement as he admitted, "Yes... It's me. I'm the ghost who's always been by her side. Every night, the more scared she is, the more excited I get. Everyone has fear in their hearts. Let me tell you, when a woman is in that state, whether it's a physical or psychological reaction, the feeling she gives people is the most wonderful."
"You're fucking abnormal, you're twisted, you're a pervert."
"How can I be abnormal? I'm a psychiatrist."
"So it was you who killed Old Master Xia?"
"What should I say? I'm from the Jiang family. Without my Jiang family, what would his Xia family be? Even if I had done it to Xia Shuishui right in front of him, the old man wouldn't have dared to say anything. But that night, I don't know where he got the courage from, and he still wanted to protect his granddaughter. So I had no choice but to send him to the west."
"Does Xia Shuishui's father know about this too?"
"What can he do if he knows?"
"As soon as the old man died, he took over as the head of the family smoothly. He couldn't thank me enough. His daughter is still alive and well, and she hasn't lost a single piece of flesh."
"Let me tell you, without the Jiang family, there would be no Xia family today. The Xia family may seem powerful and wealthy now, but in front of the Jiang family, they are just a slightly larger ant that can be crushed to death with just a flick of the foot."
I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes.
Xia Shuishui’s words came to my mind.
She always told me that she wanted to travel far away alone. She told me that there was a ghost in her house and she was often afraid of sleep paralysis at night. When no one around her believed what she said, she began to suspect that she had a mental illness. If I could have discovered that there was something wrong with this psychologist named Jiang Zhe earlier, would the situation be better?
The fact is there is no if, I am not like Uncle Cha who can predict the future.
"You've solved a lot of my doubts. I've also remembered your name is Jiang Zhe. Do you dare to open the handcuffs?"
"Don't dare? Why, are you afraid of a worthless little jerk like me? You idiot, you pervert."
He laughed and said, "Boy, don't think you can anger me by scolding me. I specialize in psychology, and my control over emotions is far superior to yours."
I looked him straight in the eye and said, "Really? You did all this without anyone noticing. Do you think I'm as scared of you as Xia Shuishui?"
"I'm telling you, you're wrong. You're a complete idiot."
The smile on the other person's face disappeared, replaced by indifference.
I continued, "You don't dare touch me because you don't have the guts! You don't have the right. You may be arrogant and domineering in the Xia family, but within your family, you're just an obedient dog. Without the order from above, you dare not do anything to me."
The other person closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then suddenly opened his eyes.
Suddenly, he came forward, grabbed my chin, and poured the bottle of turbid water into my mouth.
I struggled desperately, but still drank half a bottle of liquid.
After a few minutes, seeing that I was still staring at him, he asked in confusion, "How could this be? It's impossible. Why didn't it work?"
I said calmly, "The reason this hot spring water is still useful today is because you guys got the formula and have been adding medicine to it regularly over the years."
"To tell you the truth, it worked. I really saw an illusion now. I saw Old Master Xia standing behind you."
He turned and glanced behind him.
I laughed and said, "You can't see it, right? If you drink a sip of water, you can see it like me. Old Master Xia is wearing a shroud, his neck is broken, and the corners of his mouth are full of blood. He is looking at you with his head tilted."
"Haha, are you trying to scare me? Whether it's mind reading or this hot spring water, there are certain side effects. I think you are crazy."
I laughed and said, "Old Master Xia is lying on your back, and he's still smiling at me. Didn't you just say that mind reading can't change people's subjective consciousness? Then I just need to strengthen my own subjective consciousness. You have to know that many of the things I've experienced are unheard of. I've witnessed things ten times more terrifying than these."
"As for this hot spring water...it's not as magical as you think. It all depends on the individual. I know a Taoist priest who has no effect on this water."
Just then, the middle-aged man with a black mole on his face walked in.
"Jiang Zhe, you've been tricked by this guy. His goal is to delay as much time as possible."
"I know Uncle Jiang. I just said a few words to him to make him laugh. It's okay to tell him about the Xia family. No matter how they struggle, they will die in the end."
I retorted, "This isn't the end yet, don't be so sure."
The middle-aged man glanced at me and said calmly, "Young man, the ending has already been determined. None of you will be able to leave Qiandao Lake alive."
"Since you are so sure, could you please answer a few questions for me before I die? That way, I won't be a confused ghost after death."
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The other party thought about it and said politely: "You ask, I will try my best to answer you if I can."
I asked directly, "We've discovered a mysterious pattern in many places around Qiandao Lake. It resembles a box, especially the one on Dongshan Mountain. It even has the word 'Jiang' and the 13th year of the Daoguang reign engraved on it. What does that represent?"
"Uncle Jiang, the master and the young lady are not here, can we say those words?"
The middle-aged man with the mole on his face waved his hand and said to me, "That pattern represents an internal symbol."
"Internal markings??"
"Yes, a sign that only the people of Jiangcun can understand."
He looked up at the rooftop, squinting his eyes as he recalled, "It's been about a hundred years now. It's now called Qiandao Lake, but back then it was called Suian. Back then, we Jiangcun people traveled to every corner of this land. Every time we arrived at a place, we would leave a mark to remind other villagers who came later that we had already searched the place."
"You...you are also looking for the rebel treasure?"
The middle-aged man lowered his head, lit a cigarette with his hand, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.
"Yes, what we were looking for back then is what you thieves have been pursuing so hard."
My face changed.
I never thought about it that way.
Then I heard the other party say, "Back then, the village chief had to spend a lot of effort and persuasion to convince the villagers to trust his judgment and look for treasure together. I also heard from my grandfather that many people chose to quit because they couldn't persist. But those who believed in the village chief and followed him were rewarded in the end."
"You put in the effort and practice because you believed in the legend, young man. In this respect alone, you are the same as us."
"So, you actually found it more than a hundred years ago?"
"That's right. Back then, under the leadership of the village chief, our ancestors found the treasure left by Fang La."
My heart was pounding, and I asked nervously, "How many are there?"
He smiled and said, "I don't know the exact amount, I only know it's an amount you wouldn't dare to imagine. The legends about Silver Frame Mountain are true, and so are the legends about the Lacquer Cloth Sutra. After so many years, money makes money, and it's simply impossible to spend it all. I don't think it would be spent even if we spent hundreds of years."
"Young man, we've learned about your background and connections. Do you think those Zhuji people have a lot of money?"
I nodded.
He sneered and said, "Compared to our commune, the combined wealth of all of them, even if multiplied a hundred or a thousand times, is still not enough."
"Commune? What Commune?"
The other party replied calmly, "Jiangcun Commune, now also called the Village XX Association."