Chapter 60 The Baby Ghost’s Voice (1/2)

Chapter 60 The Baby Ghost’s Voice

I asked Qi Long if he ever killed anybody while driving.

His face immediately looked little scared, and he said: “Oh, my brother, I have to tell you the truth… I have never killed anybody, even a stray dog, while driving.”

He clapped his chest and said: “I would rather delay for one minute than rush for one second, I have never broken the law in all the years I’ve been driving.”

I gave him a look and asked him why he cut off the truck driver, then.

Qi Long said with a smile: “This brother must be a greenhorn.”

Nonsense, I had never driven a car before.

Qi Long told me, when we are in a traffic jam and there is a truck before us, we should slow down and let it go quickly, or overtake it. But this was different, it was not running so fast.

I blushed with shame. Damn, I became a joke because I couldn’t drive.

I waved and asked Qi Long: “What about exchanging that car for a new one since you think there must be something wrong with this one? Cars aren’t so expensive these days.”

It was rather easy to buy a new car. The down payment was only about 40 percent when the car was around one hundred thousand, and the interests were very low.

Qi Long said bitterly: “I would, if I had enough money.”

Then he told me, “You need to have contacts and a good reputation to be given contracts.”

As a result, in order to make themselves look better, many contractors pretended to be influential and rich.

Qi Long had borrowed money and spent about seven or eight hundred thousand to buy a Land Cruiser to pretend he was already highly successful.

So how could he change the car again, since it had only been used for several years?

He couldn’t afford to do so, since it would take him another year just to repay the loan.

I told him his situation was rather difficult. There could be a ghost in that car.

Qi Long said: “My brother, I heard that your tattoos could be used to suppress ghosts, so what about me?”

I told him it was possible to suppress the ghost, but I needed to know what kind of ghost was in his car. It would be such a waste of his time if they didn’t match.

“I need to think about it carefully.” He shook his head and said: “There was nothing unusual recently for me, except… except.”

“Except what?” I asked Qi Long.

He told me he met a mad woman on the road when he drove to Xiamen.

“What was she like?” I asked him.

Qi Long told me he met her on the highway.

That mad woman stopped his car and kept talking about pity and a cursed thing.

She even solicited him to buy a wind horse wheel and spin it several times while he was driving, so that his family could live better when they passed away.

Qi Long also told me that the mad woman was very dirty, with rags all over. She was very dark, and carried a rattle drum.

“That’s not a rattle drum, it’s a wind horse wheel.”

Feng Chunsheng entered while Qi Long was talking.

Feng Chunsheng laughed at Qi Long since he didn’t know anything when he came in.

Qi Long squinted his eyes and shot a look at Feng Chunsheng, asking me: “Who is this?”

“He’s the technical consultant in our tattoo shop.” I got this title for Feng Chunsheng and replied so.

Qi Long stood up quickly and shook hands with Feng Chunsheng, saying: “So… a consultant.”

Feng Chunsheng told him: “That mad woman you met was not crazy, she was a Buddha woman.”

What was the Buddha woman?

Actually, they were believers of Tibetan Buddhism from Tibet.

Those people would worship at Tashi Lhunpo Monastery in Tibet, and then go out to pursue Buddhism.

Usually they had one thing in common. Though they looked dirty, with dirty feet and hands as well as dark faces and ragged clothes, they had eyes that could read your mind with pure spirit.

Feng Chunsheng told him: “Those people are very sensitive to ghosts and souls. It might be the truth when they say so - so were there any relatives who died wrongly?”

“Relatives?” Qi Long thought for a while and said: “It must be my son and my wife.”

“Your son and wife died?” I asked Qi Long.

Qi Long replied “Yes, I had just bought the car, but my son suffered from a strange disease and died of dehydration, and my wife took a sleeping pill to commit suicide several months after his death, since she was sad all day long.”

Qi Long suffered a lot of pain in his life since he lost two family members within one year.

He burst into tears mentioning his son and wife.

He was a pitiable man. He might be outstanding on the outside, but… there was also the time when he felt lonely.

I took a tissue paper and handed it to him. His son and wife’s passing away was a thing of the past. Just keep it in mind and look ahead.

Qi Long took the tissue paper, wiped his tears and asked us: “Brothers, do you think it has something to do with my wife and son’s ghosts?”

What should I say?

Maybe they had some relation.

I looked at Feng Chunsheng.

Feng Chunsheng said: “It might be so. Well, let’s check your car first.”

Qi Long said: “OK, please come downstairs with me, my car is there.”

We followed him downstairs and saw his Land Cruiser in the parking lot.

He opened the door and invited us in.

Feng Chunsheng and I sat there.