Chapter 82 The Fox King in the Northeast (1/2)

Chapter 82 The Fox King in the Northeast

I asked Feng Chunsheng, “What was the gap in Su Yizi’s story? Did she make it up?”

He shook his head and said it was not so simple… He didn’t know whether Su Yizi was cursed or not.

But he knew that the northeast’s Zhu family would never kill foxes and eat them, or else, they would never deserve their name.

I asked him: “What do you mean?”

Feng Chunsheng said: “There is a fox king in the northeast of China. Have you heard about that?”

“The Fox King of Northeast China? Why would I know about this?” I knew he knew a lot of things, but I didn’t like his habit of keeping me guessing.

Then he laughed and said: “I figured you wouldn’t know about it.”

Well, to be honest, I really wanted to punch him at that moment.

He said there was a group of people raising foxes around Jiu Zhushan of Northeast Harbin.

Their leader’s name was Zhu Long. He was the Fox King of the Northeast, and all of the foxes in the northeast were afraid of him. But his family would never kill or eat foxes, because the foxes were sagacious animals and the fox was one of the five wild spirits of the Northeast.

Zhu Long always said: “It is a kind of sin to raise foxes. The fox spirit would blame me if I kill and eat them.”

“Really?” I asked Feng Chunsheng: :”Maybe, I’m just guessing, but… Well, maybe there is more than one fox king in the northeast besides Zhu.”

“Nonsense.” He said: “There is only one Fox King, and it is Mr. Zhu from northeast China… Those who raise foxes are all women from the Northeast, and they must be related to that Fox King.”

Then he said: “Well… on the other hand… It wouldn’t be a big deal if the Fox Empress really cursed Zhu Wei, Su Yizi’s roommate. The Fox King, Zhu Long, would have pacified her anger and Zhu Wei would not have been killed.”

“So, Su Yizi lied to us?” I asked him.

Feng Chunsheng smoked and sneered: “Hey, hey… To be honest, how can they tell you the truth when they want to get a Yin and Yang tattoo?”

That was true.

Even Mimi didn’t tell me the truth when she came to me for the Yin and Yang tattoo.

I took out the Rolex watch. l glanced at it and said: “The ghost business is not so easy to deal with.”

Then I threw the watch to Feng Chunsheng: “Chun, this watch is for you.”

“So what! I came from a big and famous family; how can I be satisfied with a watch like this?” Feng Chunsheng complained but put the watch on his wrist with excitement.

Then he continued: “You need to check it by yourself if you want to figure it out… This livor mortis is a serious matter… Be careful not to get cheated by her.”

“I have the same concern,” I said to Feng Chunsheng.

Then he asked me whether I could find someone to ask about this livor mortis?

I told him I’d turn to Mr. Guan. He had been making coffins for a whole lifetime and he knew many strange things about corpses.

Besides, there were some rules for choosing the right coffin for a body… During the first seven days, the coffin craftsman had to on site, and had to clean and measure the body himself, so that they could bring the coffin for burial.

So, that’s why he knew so much about the corpses.

“Sounds reasonable.” Feng Chunsheng also told me: “I also thought Mr. Guan was a reliable person.”

I had to turn to Mr. Guan in the evening.

We went downstairs and drank some milk tea, then Feng Chunsheng drove us to Mr. Guan’s workshop.

When we arrived at his shop, I knocked on the door and shouted: “Mr. Guan… It’s me, Yu Shui.”

“I’m coming.” He opened the door slowly, and let us in when he saw it was us.

Then Mr. Guan saw the car behind us and said: “Wow… Shui, Mr. Feng… You have earned this much money? You got a car.”

“No, it’s just a second-hand car,” I said.

Then he asked us: “Since you’re here, is something the matter?”

“Yes,” I replied.

Mr. Guan seemed to be nervous and kept on rubbing his hands. He looked at our car and pouted. He said: “Shall we talk in the car? Take me for a drive first.”

“You like cars?” I smiled and asked Mr. Guan: “You can also buy a car; it’s so cheap nowadays.”

He shook his head and said he had wanted to buy a car several years ago, but now he had to earn money for his son’s future marriage.

After the marriage, even if he wanted to buy a car, it would still be a problem since his son was sick.

I knew his son suffered from congenital heart disease. It was impossible to cure, but he spent two or three hundred thousand a year on treatments.

Mr. Guan had some money, but he was never extravagant.

I somewhat pitied him. He really like cars, but he could only look at them, even though he earned so much money.