False evidence

Chapter 255 Bone Reading

Gao He asked a question, then chuckled dryly, "To be honest, Lin Dan has it tough. It's true she helps others, but at her age, being able to buy her own apartment is definitely an achievement. She treats her first apartment like a treasure. The little guy's writing was probably just something she casually erased."

I said, "Now that we're all alone, let's stop beating around the bush. The little guy uses a special 'pen' to write, and it disappears on its own after a while."

Gao He wasn't too surprised. He glanced at Fang Ling, then raised an eyebrow at me: "I'm worried about you, so I've decided to stay and keep an eye on you."

I'm serious and that would be best.

Xiao Hanning tugged at my sleeve and gestured to me.

I was taken aback: "That woman upstairs is Aunt Su. Do you know how she got to the seventh floor that time?"

Little Han Ning was very clever; knowing that sign language wasn't clear enough, he wrote on the floor with a twig.

—Aunt Su was carried down by Master Lü that time.

Aunt Su seemed to be asleep.

—I heard a sound, went to open the door, saw it, and then pretended that the lock was broken and didn't close the door.

Master Lü told me that Aunt Su had fainted for some unknown reason.

He left Aunt Su at the door and went inside. A short while later, Aunt Su's boyfriend returned. Hearing his voice, Aunt Su woke up.

Gao He said warily, "If that's the case, then it could be drugging X?"

I said, "There are quite a few people who do this under the guise of charlatans."

Gao He said, "It's a pity that this matter happened too long ago, and there's no way to investigate and obtain evidence."

Xiao Hanning suddenly started using sign language with me.
—I just remembered something.

"What do you remember?"

Seeing Han Ning looking at Gao He with a strange expression, I quickly understood what she meant: "What a smart kid. He's my friend, it's okay. Just pretend he doesn't exist."

Gao He nodded in agreement: "Yes, just pretend I'm invisible."

Xiao Hanning then wrote again
After that incident, Aunt Su told me that she didn't know how she ended up sleeping on the seventh floor. But she had a beautiful dream. She dreamt that Uncle stopped hitting her, and the two of them took care of me and Grandma together, and they were doing very well.

My smile was a little strained: "This is her beautiful dream..."

—After I finished collecting the cardboard, I bought some steamed buns intending to go straight home, because if I got back late, the buns would be cold.

—I also had a dream. I dreamt that Grandpa came back, and Grandma's hands and feet were healed, but then…

As Xiao Hanning wrote this, it was as if she had thought of something extremely terrifying. Her face turned deathly pale instantly, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing this, I quickly took out a small bottle from my bag, dipped it in the contents, and put a red dot on the little guy's forehead.

The bottle was given to me by Xiao Shen San before he was possessed. He often claimed to be fearless, but he wasn't actually that awesome. He had varying degrees of taboos regarding drowning, burning, freezing to death, and so on. So I took precautions beforehand.

As the red dot appeared, Xiao Hanning calmed down.

Fang Ling hadn't said a word until now, when she suddenly asked Xiao Hanning, "What did you dream about later?"

Xiao Hanning shuddered again, and after a while, he finally wrote.
—I suddenly fell into a furnace, it was so hot. I tried to climb out, but a hand grabbed my foot, and I couldn't get up. So hot…so hot…I'm dying of heat…but that hand just wouldn't let go. I woke up in fright, but I couldn't move, it was still so hot, I just couldn't move. I wanted to call for help, but I couldn't speak.

Fang Ling asked, "Why do you feel hot?"

Gao He said with a gloomy face, "Before a person freezes to death, their brain's perception has already malfunctioned. Even though it's cold, they will feel very hot. Until the moment before death, the brain will produce another illusion—warmth and relaxation. So people who freeze to death are usually disheveled and have a smile on their face."

Fang Ling mumbled something, but I didn't hear it.

As if something was vaguely occurring to me subconsciously, I asked Xiao Hanning, "You said you're awake? You're really awake?"

Xiao Han Ning nodded.

Fang Ling suddenly raised her voice and said, "The Land of Black Sweetness!" I was startled.

"The Land of Black Sweets?" Gao He scratched his head. "On Centipede Mountain in Heqian Town, I think you've mentioned it before? What is that?"

"It's a specially made sedative."

I increasingly felt that this matter was not simple, and my eyes darted back and forth rapidly.

Fang Ling looked at me, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

With Gao He around, she's actually less convenient than Xiao Han Ning.

Gao He said solemnly, "I think some things need to be clarified. According to Han Ning... Shen San's account, Han Ning was drugged, causing him to fall into a coma and ultimately freeze to death. However, the forensic doctor did not find any drug components in Han Ning's body. If it was a strong numbing drug that is difficult to detect by smell... then that would be murder!"

I said, "So what if it is? Can you verify it?"

Gao shook his head.

I clenched my fist and said, "I want to know the truth. I must know the truth!"

"What's your plan?" Gao's face was as dark as if it were about to rain.

I looked up at the ceiling, pouted, shook my head, and muttered to myself:
“You can’t tell anything from ‘Aunt Su’s’ face; she probably wasn’t conscious at all from beginning to end…”

My gaze shifted to my right hand, and I gritted my teeth, saying to Xiao Hanning:
"Come out here, let me see you."

Upon hearing this, the possessed Xiao Shensan shuddered, and Xiao Hanning, dressed in a white funeral shroud, was released from his body.

Of course, Gao He couldn't see her.

Surprisingly, Xiao Hanning was not afraid of the righteous aura emanating from Gao He.

Later, Xiao Shen San told me that only pure and flawless ghosts without any resentment are not afraid of the righteous energy.

I stared at Han Ning's small face for a while, but couldn't figure it out. Then I gritted my teeth and said, "Come here, let me touch your face."

Phonographies are not just about looking; by touching a person's face, one can also clearly sense certain things.

This point was not mentioned in the records left by Yang Wudao, but Sun Jing, who was my fellow disciple, mentioned it regarding the Listening Wind Bottle at Yan Fengwei's house.

He let me touch the monkey's face, and in doing so, I quickly received the message he wanted to convey to me.

I'm becoming increasingly confused about what ghosts are.

But one thing is certain—my right hand can touch ghosts.

The moment I touched Xiao Hanning's face, I finally understood how she had died...

"Are you alright?" Gao asked anxiously.

Fang Ling said, "Your eyes are bleeding!"

I leaned back on the sofa and breathed heavily for a while before forcefully wiping my eyes.

My palms were damp; they were covered in blood.

I gritted my teeth, rubbed my hands against my chest twice, and cursed, "Damn it! If you don't die, I will!"

"Who are they throwing a tantrum at this time?"

Having regained his original form, Xiao Shen San took a step back, exclaiming with an exaggerated expression, "Oh no! This idiot is going to kill someone!"

Gao He walked up to me, exhaled, squatted down, and asked, "How much can you tell me?"

(End of this chapter)