This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 161 Talisman

After knocking everyone unconscious, Lin Jue switched back to human form, dusted off the dust on his body, and picked up the high-calcium milk that was placed in the ruins.

"Thank you."

Xiao Ming, who had been silent in the backpack, finally spoke. He didn't sound very emotional, but the black air coming out of the backpack was much less, and it was obvious that he had calmed down.

Lin Jue shook his head slightly, walked to the bungalow, tidied himself up a little, and knocked on the door.

It was quiet inside the door. Looking through the broken window, one could only see some old furniture. It seemed that no one was there.

However, judging from the behavior of those people before, Xiao Ming's grandfather should be at home, but he probably mistook him for a member of the demolition team, so he didn't dare to open the door.

He cleared his throat and softened his voice: "Grandpa, I'm not a bad person. I'm your grandson's psychiatrist. He hasn't come for a follow-up visit in a long time, so I came to the address he left."

There was finally movement behind the door, but it was just a curse: "Get lost, old man. Although I am old, I am not a fool. Why would a psychologist come here in the middle of the night?"

"I'm telling you, you want to demolish my house? No way! I've lived here for decades, there's no way I'm moving! Just give up on that idea!"

"Has your grandfather always had such a bad temper?" Lin Jue asked Xiao Ming in the bag in a low voice.

After hearing his grandfather's voice, Xiao Ming was visibly excited and replied in a low voice, "He's a veteran who participated in the war. He does have a bad temper towards outsiders, but he's a very warm-hearted old man to his family."

Lin Jue nodded to show that he understood, and then said loudly: "Old man! I am really Xiao Ming's psychologist, not a member of the demolition team. I have already driven those guys away. I don't think they will dare to come again in the future."

There was no response from the room, but the sound of someone using a cane could be heard, stopping behind the door.

Lin Jue did not urge him. After waiting for a few minutes, the door was finally opened. Behind the door was an old man with a hunched back and leaning against a thick branch. He was very old, but in good spirits.

The old man looked at Lin Jue with cloudy eyes, lingering on his white coat for a long time. He then stared at the words on his chest and coughed heavily a few times: "Are you really a doctor?"

"It's absolutely true, old man. Do you think any demolition crew would come here wearing white coats for no apparent reason?"

Lin Jue had a friendly smile on his face. "Is Xiao Ming home? He had psychological problems because he was beaten by his mother all the time. He received several treatments from me, but he didn't come back for follow-up visits. I came to see him specially."

"My grandson is dead." Although the door was open, the old man's attitude was still stiff. However, when he said this, his face was filled with lingering grief, and his hands holding the branches were shaking.

One can imagine how difficult and painful it is for an old man to say this.

According to Xiao Ming's description, his father committed suicide by jumping off a building due to debt after he was born, and his mother ran away when he was just weaned, leaving him and his grandfather to depend on each other.

His grandfather raised him while relying on subsidies and picking up waste to pay off his father's debts. The two depended on each other for survival. When Xiao Ming was finally in the second year of junior high school, the mother who abandoned him came back again.

The woman kept saying that she wanted to make up for what she had done to her son over the years and took Xiao Ming back to her side, but the woman's desire for control had reached a perverted level.

As long as Xiao Ming disobeys her even a little, she will become furious and even violent.

Being around his mother was like an airtight cage for Xiao Ming, nearly suffocating him. It was then that he developed a love for anime cards. Xiao Ming said that the protagonists in those anime were passionate and free-spirited, daring to love and hate. Unlike him, he was like a puppet, controlled by his mother. He dared not disobey any orders, otherwise he would be severely beaten and deprived of food and water.

Moreover, when living with his grandfather, Xiao Ming has always been a very hard-working student. He knows the importance of studying and his grades have always been among the best in the grade.

But after returning to his mother, under the suffocating pressure, his grades continued to decline, but his mother blamed all the faults on the cards, scolded him for wasting his time on toys, and even burned Xiao Ming's only hobby.

From then on, Xiao Ming became completely depressed. Lin Jue knew what happened afterwards without Xiao Ming saying anything.

Looking at the old man's expression, Lin Jue sighed, his face showing disbelief and shock, and he murmured in reply: "How is it possible? The last time I saw him, he told me that I must study hard and be filial to you when I grow up. How could it be..."

His words made the old man completely unable to contain his sadness. Turbid tears flowed from his eyes. He coughed several times and wanted to close the door tremblingly. He didn't want to talk about these things anymore.

Lin Jue hurriedly held the door shut: "Uncle, Xiao Ming has always been a patient I like very much. Although he is dead, I still want to help him, and I want to help you too."

As he spoke, he stuffed the two boxes of milk in his hand into the room.

Looking at the two boxes of milk, the old man's expression softened slightly. He wiped the tears from his wrinkles and let Lin Jue in.

He took out a candle with only a small piece left and lit it. The orange light slowly dispelled the darkness. From the furniture in the house, it could be seen that the old man's life was not good. There were waste cardboard and plastic bottles piled in the corner.

The table without legs was propped up with bricks. Lin Jue put his schoolbag on the table and looked to the side.

On the left wall hung a black and white portrait of Xiao Ming, on the altar were potatoes with incense sticks that were about to burn out, and on the side hung a peace amulet.

What surprised him was that this amulet was continuously emitting black gas, which was floating into the room and was as small as a hair.

Another talisman emitting black energy!

While the old man was pouring water, Lin Jue walked to the altar and took down the talisman.

It was not as soft as I had imagined, but rather icy cold, like holding an ice cube.

The old man came over, holding a porcelain bowl with a broken corner. The bowl was filled with warm water. "This is the amulet I asked for my grandson. The sorcerer at the time said that this amulet can bless him to be reborn into a good family in his next life."

As he spoke, he inhaled a breath of black air and coughed heavily several times.

The old man’s cough doesn’t seem to be caused by physical reasons, but rather by the fact that there is something wrong with the talisman. The black gas it emits is like poison gas, which subtly affects people’s health.

This was not the first time he had seen such a weird thing. Before, when he was at the amusement park, the fat kid also hung a longevity lock that he had prayed for.

He guessed that this thing might be the work of the New World, and it was most likely related to the "Blessing" copy.

(End of this chapter)