The next morning, the Second Master Lin woke me up. After breakfast, he told me to go as far as possible and not come to this village again.
I nodded and bowed to him, thanking him for his help these two days.
After returning home, my parents were busy collecting corn, commonly known as the corn cob Breaker. I also joined them.
Breaking corn cob was a hard job, all these things were in sacks, heavy and dead, without any strength, he would not be able to do this kind of work.
After helping my parents with their work at home for a few days, I took some time to go to the visa center and submit the job invitation letter that Samit gave me as well as other related information.
To be honest, I was really looking forward to it. Firstly, being able to stay in India for a long time, and secondly, the problem of the Second Uncle that I had been worrying about.
I took my parents to Chongqing to play for a few days with the two buckets of gold I earned from India. I ate everything I could eat, including the hot pot in Chongqing and the grilled fish in Wanzhou. My parents had been poor for so many years that they had never thought about this trip to Chongqing, so I was very happy. This further strengthened my belief that I would make a lot of money in the future, making a lot of money in return for my parents.
The nature of the work visa was special, and it was not so easy to obtain. It could be said that this type of visa was the most difficult, so it was not something that could be completed in a day or two.
After being at home for over a week, I suddenly received a call from Bao Wenjun's father. He choked with sobs on the phone and told me that Bao Wenjun might not be able to continue.
Hearing this, my heart thumped. A few days ago, Bao Wenjun was unknowingly severely injured and had already been sent to the hospital, but after settling the matters regarding Steamed Bun, the village chief said that he would be discharged very soon. I had been thinking of when I could visit him these two days, but I suddenly received a call saying that he was done with it.
I know exactly what 'no' means, and that means dying.
After I packed up and was about to leave, I suddenly received a call from Lin Zhishu. He told me, "Do not come to their village, now Bao Wenjun is neither human nor ghost, and is about to die, the entire village was discussing how to capture me, and wanted to throw me into the river to feed the fishes. If I came, it would be throwing myself into a trap."
The Second Master Lin's voice was low, and I could hear the chaos on the phone. He reckoned that the entire village was in chaos, and everyone was probably thinking about Bao Wenjun's money, and that this group of people must be fighting to help Bao Wenjun, hoping to get a share of the money. With Bao Family's position in the village, one wasn't the village chief, two wasn't a powerful person, and it wasn't possible for it to cause such a ruckus.
After thanking the Second Master Lin for his good intentions, I hung up the phone and thought about it for a long time. In the end, I still decided to visit Bao Wenjun. Firstly, this matter started because of me, so I can't be a coward.
Although I decided to go to their village, I definitely would not act rashly. If I were to barge in in broad daylight, the villagers would probably throw me, Bao Wenjun, into the river to feed the fishes before I could even see him.
Initially, I wanted to call Bao Wenjun's father ahead of time to inform him, but I just couldn't get through. I knew that their village was too far away, and their phone signals were almost always there.
I took two spare sets of clothes and left home at 8 PM. After calculating the time, if there was no traffic jam, I should have arrived at their village around 11 PM. At that time, everyone in the village would be asleep, so I mysteriously sneaked into Bao Wenjun's house and left quietly afterwards, so that I could avoid the villagers discovering me.
After changing buses several times, I walked for a long time before I entered the village. As I expected, the village was already dark and quiet. Everyone had fallen asleep.
I've only been to their village twice, and the terrain of the village is rather complicated. Adding to that, with the lights out, it took me half a day of effort before I finally found Bao Wenjun's home.
Looking through the crack in the door, his house was the only one in the entire village with a light on, and seeing this, my heart felt like a huge stone was hanging in the air, because on our side, if something big happens in the house, the lights will be turned on all night, and it's to exorcise evil spirits, so I know, something big must have happened to Bao Wenjun.
After looking around to make sure that there was no one around, I lightly knocked on the door a few times. Soon, footsteps came from the courtyard, and when I heard Bao's Father asking who I was, he immediately opened the door for me after I reported my name, pulled me in, and then quickly locked the door before turning around and saying to me. Bao Wenjun has something to say to you, after everything is done, hurry up and leave while it is dark.
I nodded, and asked him while walking in: Uncle, did something happen to Bao Wenjun?
He frowned and said, You'll know when you see him.
I followed him into the room, my mind in a turmoil. I saw my mother sitting in the living room, sobbing softly. Two sons in a row were in trouble. As a mother, she definitely couldn't accept this.
After comforting her a little, Bao's Father pulled me along and hurriedly entered Bao Wenjun's bedroom.
After entering the house, I realised that there was no light in the room, only a single candle was lit on the table. Bao Wenjun was lying on the bed, his entire body covered up by the bed, and only his face was revealed, but his face was already ruined, as though it had been burned alive.
At this moment, he had his eyes closed. It was unknown whether he was sleeping or what had happened.
On the edge of his bed, I saw, was a talisman with blood-red characters, but I couldn't make out what it was.
Bao's Father walked over and whispered into his ear. Zhang Yang is here, say whatever you want to say.
Just then, Bao Wenjun slightly opened his eyes and looked at me. His eyes revealed an aura of death, without any signs of life, just like a pool of stagnant water.
From time to time, there would be a fishy stench in the air. He did not know if it was coming from his body, but he said to the Bao's Father with great difficulty: "I'll …" Things... Tell him.
After Bao's Father finished listening to his explanation, he nodded to him and told me exactly what had happened to Bao Wenjun in the past few days.
After Bao Wenjun recuperated at the hospital, he was fine. On the day I left the village, he left for home, but something happened the next night.
That night, Bao Wenjun woke up from his dream. He suddenly felt an extremely itchy feeling on his face, and immediately after, this itchy feeling started to walk down. He couldn't be bothered to get up, and started scratching everywhere.
However, the more he scratched, the more itchy it got. It was like countless ants crawling around in his bones.
After struggling to hold on until he woke up the next morning to take a bath, he discovered that his face and body were covered in so many large blisters that he was scared out of his wits. He quickly covered himself up and went to the clinic.
He put some medicine on when he got back. It was effective at first, but it couldn't be stopped after that.
Not to mention the fact that it was getting more and more itchy, all the blisters on his body had been scratched and broken. A lot of pus flowed out, mixed with a foul stench. After the pus solidified, it formed a scab.
However, the itchy feeling didn't stop. He kept scratching, and the scab that had just healed broke again. Then he started to scab again. He scratched again. The vicious cycle was worse than death.
During this period of time, his family had found him several famous doctors, but none of them were able to diagnose his illness.
He was in an extremely itchy state every day, almost driving him crazy. In the end, he was unable to vent his anger. He tore off large chunks of scab, revealing fresh blood. It was extremely terrifying.
The scabs on his body increased in number and thickness, and even his "lifeblood" had been scratched to the point of scabs forming on his skin.
In the end, he couldn't even move.
One day, he managed to reach the bathroom while holding on to the wall. He undid his belt and began to urinate.
Just as he was peeing, he heard a "putong" sound. A lump of something fell into the latrine! Lowering his head to look, Bao Wenjun even had thoughts of dying.