I saw Huang Xin's number on the bar's phone screen, and immediately picked up the phone: "Hey! Xiaoxinxin, why aren't you sleeping late at night?"
Huang Xin laughed on the phone, this girl, though aloof to strangers, still liked to laugh when talking to familiar people.
She teased me: This isn't scientific. How can a big homebody like you ask a girl this question? Shouldn't you be playing games or watching TV at this time?
Hearing her delightful voice, I couldn't connect her with someone being supported.
I coughed a couple of times to cover my embarrassment and asked her why she called me so late, it must be urgent.
Huang Xin said "yes," she did have something important to discuss, otherwise she would have already fallen asleep.
Just as she was about to speak, she exclaimed: "Oh no!"
Then she urgently said: I asked Yan Yan to tell you that the soup I was boiling has overflowed, and I need to go turn off the heat, otherwise it will be burnt, and we won't be able to eat it tomorrow morning."
The next moment, another voice on the phone, it was Cheng Yan's.
Cheng Yan took the phone and told me the whole story.
After Huang Xin and Cheng Yan got home, they were planning to take a shower and go to bed, but one of Huang Xin's female friends started a video chat with her.
This female friend was none other than the rising star in the television drama industry, Yang Xian'er.
Yang Xian'er had acted in two palace intrigue dramas, and her innocent image had captured the hearts of many homebodies, who crowned her as the "pure goddess".
"What? Yang Xian'er? Damn! I'm also her fan." When I heard the name Yang Xian'er, I suddenly became more excited, and out of curiosity, I asked: How did Yang Xian'er, who has such a huge reputation, end up hanging out with you guys?
Cheng Yan corrected me immediately, saying: It's not us, it's Xin Xin's acquaintance.
After speaking, she added with a hint of envy: If only I had such a good dad as Xin Xin, so rich, and investing in TV dramas. By the way, do you know? The movie in which Yang Xian'er acted was invested by Xin Xin's father.
I was dumbfounded. I had been thinking all night whether Huang Xin was being supported, but now it seems like the chance was close to zero.
Her father was so wealthy, investing in TV dramas, how could she be supported?
Now I almost figured it out. The owner behind the company that manufactures the big dumbbells must undoubtedly be Huang Xin's father.
Argh, never mind, never mind.
I was so excited that I grabbed the vodka in front of me and drank it all at once.
"Hey, hey, why is there no sound?" Cheng Yan asked me.
I said it's nothing, let's talk business. At midnight, it's the most active time for us to attract 'spirit' people, so let's get down to business.
I'm really excited now, excited to go out and find something to do right now to vent my sudden excitement.
Then Cheng Yan started talking about Huang Xin and Yang Xian'er.
Yang Xian'er was looking for video with Huang Xin.
At that time, Yang Xian'er looked flustered and spoke incoherently, just rambling on.
The more they talked about Huang Xin, the more tired she got.
At around 10:30, Huang Xin wanted to find a reason to go to sleep. At this time, Yang Xian'er suddenly stopped Huang Xin, begging her not to go to sleep, saying she was very afraid.
Huang Xin asked Yang Xian'er what was going on.
Yang Xian'er said she felt as though there were eyes staring at her, those eyes were inside the bedroom.
When she said that, Yang Xian'er even turned back and kept looking behind her.
Seeing this, Huang Xin understood that Yang Xian'er had probably stirred up something.
She immediately told Yang Xian'er, "Why don't you leave first and go to a hotel to sleep. Tomorrow, I'll bring an expert to help you."
Yang Xian'er said it wouldn't work, she felt like wherever she went, she felt eyes watching her from behind.
Huang Xin asked Yang Xian'er how long this had been going on.
Yang Xian'er counted on her fingers and said it had been more than ten days.
"If it's been more than ten days, then one more night won't make much difference. Don't worry, Xian'er, the expert will definitely help you tomorrow."
Huang Xin comforted Yang Xian'er for a while before she fell asleep.
Then Huang Xin called me.
"This could really be stirring up something." After listening to Cheng Yan's story, I said.
"So, you'll come find us tomorrow, we're going to Beijing tomorrow."
"Okay!"
I hung up the phone, paid the bill, and happily went home.
Damn, I worried all night that Huang Xin was being kept by someone, turns out she really isn't that kind of woman.
Alright, I apologized to Huang Xin in my heart.
When I got home, I woke up the snoring Da Jinya, "Lao Jin, get up," then quickly grabbed your shoes, you lazy bum, you've got your nose all stuffy.
Da Jinya reluctantly got up, put on his clothes, complaining about how difficult it is to work with me, nothing is ever on time.
I sneered, "Tired of the work, huh? You definitely won't go tomorrow when I have another client, right?"
"I won't, I won't, Lao Jin needs to rest, you can go by yourself, no matter how much money, I won't go." Da Jinya waved impatiently.
Hmm! I snorted, saying, "Well, the client is Yang Xian'er."
When Da Jinya heard the name Yang Xian'er, his eyes lit up, "What? Yang Xian'er? Do you mean the one who acts in TV dramas? I really like watching her acting, oh, Xiaoli, you're really something." He gave a thumbs up and continued, "To be able to meet even Yang Xian'er, I have to go."
"What are you going to do? I thought you needed to rest?" I teased Da Jinya.
Da Jinya gave an embarrassed smile, saying, "I think we young people still need to work, work is most important."
"Come on, don't talk nonsense, you're in your forties or fifties, still calling yourself a young person? You're just trying to stay young." I threw my coat onto Da Jinya and asked him to set up a soul-capturing formation tonight, and sort out those yellow-skins spirits.
...
Our work at night wasn't hard actually, setting up the soul-capturing formation didn't take much effort, just placing several shamanic wooden spikes around the warehouse apartment in "Zhonggulou" village.
There were a total of eight wooden spikes, placed in the east, west, south, north, southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest directions.
This soul-capturing formation was actually a trap, waiting for the yellow-skins to dive in. As long as it still dared to appear inside the warehouse, it would be pierced by the spikes, unable to leave.
After setting up the soul-capturing formation, Da Jinya and I were ready to go back to sleep, and in a couple of days, we would come back to see the results, see if we could catch those 'spirits' yellow-skins.
To ensure the solidness of the "soul-capturing formation," Da Jinya painted a drop of his own blood on each wooden spike!
"Alright, let's wait for the yellow-skins to come." I checked every detail and then took Da Jinya back home.
Anyway, it would take time to catch the yellow-skins, the source of that stone coffin would have to wait until the director of the crew comes home to ask, it was all a matter of two days.
In the meantime, let's go to Beijing first to handle Yang Xian'er's situation.
Early the next morning, I was woken up, but not by a call from Huang Xin or Cheng Yan, it was a call from the delivery service.
I answered the call and found that it was from China Express. I almost exploded when I heard that, what kind of delivery needs to be made so early in the morning? Isn't it disturbing people's sleep?
Very unwillingly, I got out of bed, put on my pajamas, and went outside to receive the delivery.
There was no recipient listed on the delivery, I had no idea who sent it, and the package was very heavy, what was inside it?
I carried the express delivery to the table and, after opening the box, I found that it was actually a thermal pot. Upon opening the pot, I discovered that it contained a whitish "meat" soup, emitting waves of heat.
"Oh? This...this is." Suddenly, I remembered when I was on the phone with Huang Xin last night, Huang Xin said her soup was about to burn, but then she started talking about the matter of Yan Xiaoer that I had heard from Mei.
Looking back now, it turns out that Huang Xin made the soup for me.
A warm feeling surged in my heart, Huang Xin is really considerate.
I put the soup away, and there was a note inside the package.
The note read "A happy day starts with drinking a bowl of thick hot soup in the morning," signed by Huang Xin.
I had a feeling of sourness in my nose, but I managed to control it. I went into the room to change clothes, planning to come out neatly dressed and finish this pot of heartwarming hot soup.
But...when I came out after changing, I saw...I saw Da Jinya sitting at the dining table in his underwear, slouching, burping.
"Ah...this soup is really delicious."
"Da Jinya," I roared.
"Hey, Xiao Li, your soup-making skills are really good. I've finished the whole pot of soup," Da Jinya said while arrogantly showing off the thermal pot, "Look, not a drop wasted!"
"I'll make you waste more than just a drop," I charged forward and grabbed Da Jinya by the neck, "You spit out the soup, spit it out!"
"Xiao Li, have some soup, it's not that serious. I'll compensate you."
"I don't want your compensation, today I'm going to kill you, not even for a million."
...
The situation didn't settle until I gave Da Jinya a beating. On the way, I warned Da Jinya that if he saw Huang Xin, he should say that I drank the soup. If he said the soup was for him, I would beat him up!
Da Jinya nodded repeatedly. He repeated that he had no idea, and if he knew, he definitely wouldn't have drunk it.
After tidying up for a while, we went out to find Cheng Yan and Huang Xin.
Huang Xin had already booked a flight to Beijing.
After getting off the plane, Yang Xian'er had already sent a car to pick us up.
Although Yang Xian'er was quite well-known, she had a low-key approach to transportation, using an ordinary Toyota SUV.
We rode in the car to Yang Xian'er's house.
There, I saw Yang Xian'er alive for the first time. She was even more beautiful than she appeared on TV. Da Jinya, the old bachelor, couldn't help but drool.
Yang Xian'er told me she felt like there were eyes staring at her from behind.
I said I would check it out.
As I walked around behind Yang Xian'er, feeling the sensation of spirits clinging to me, Da Jinya, on the other hand, tried to show off in front of Yang Xian'er, saying that these spirits were weak, and he could eliminate them at any time.
After that, Da Jinya started to take out his tools.
I suddenly restrained Da Jinya and sternly said, "Don't move, these spirits don't seem to have any harmful intentions. Let me think about it."
"What else do you need to think about? These spirits, once attached, will weaken the person's body. This is also harming people. Let me take care of it," Da Jinya still wanted to act.
I glared at Da Jinya, "Stop talking nonsense. Spirits attaching to people always have hidden reasons. These spirits might sometimes do things for the living and sometimes have to speak for the dead."