Chapter 93 The Fox King Appears (2/2)

For example, she used toothpicks to poke them, or pulled the fox's hair, or used a strong flashlight to blind the fox's eyes.

The two foxes were really badly hurt; it was worse than death.

The foxes wanted to tell Zhu Wei in the dream.

Unfortunately, Zhu Wei was from Fox King’s family; foxes could not appear in her dreams. The fox told other people in a dream, but they didn’t believe it.

Finally the foxes could only beg Su Yizi to stop torturing them in a dream.

She knew those foxes were not simple.

She continued to torture them, forcing the foxes to tell her something useful. First, if there was a way to become a top musician. Second, if there was a way to become very powerful.

The foxes told her in a dream how to make musical instruments such as a drum made of a human face, a dulcimer made of a heart, and so on, and also taught her a few methods of cultivation.

So, after she invented the curse of the Fox Empress, she let the two foxes go.

Soon after, the girls went to the riverbank. Zhu Wei did not kill the fox because she wanted to eat it. In fact, the fox went mad and bit everyone under the direction of Su Yizi.

Zhu Wei had no other way. She killed the fox with the help of her roommates, while the second fox ran.

This was the story of Su Yizi. It was also the story of the drum and dulcimer.

I was a witness to this story, and once again witnessed the terrible disease of this city.

The terrible disease was no ghost; it was the heart.

How many terrible diseases were there in the city? I did not know. But I knew the heart should be cured.

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The next day, several local newspapers reported the death of Su Yizi.

It said that Su Yizi died in her dormitory. The skin was peeled but there was no other visible trauma. However, the doctor found her heart was missing, along with a leg bone and a hand bone. It was rumored to be the curse of the Fox Empress.

Four instruments were piled up on her corpse: a drum, an erhu, a dulcimer, and a sanxian.

As for Chuanzi, in order to thank him, I gave him a Yin and Yang fish tattoo which could increase wealth. When he went back home, he told the story of the drum and dulcimer to visitors, and attracted a large following.

Many fans thought the story was very realistic and asked him how he came up with it.

He smiled and said that life was the most imaginative; sometimes, people could not even imagine the story of life.

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On the second day after finishing the matter of the drum and dulcimer, we got Chen Sanli.

The weasel in the ghost house told us that only after bringing Chen Sanli to the ghost house would it let us go.

I went to the bank in the morning, and transferred the money that the Fox King’s family gave me directly to my mother.

I had just finished transferring the money when I got Chen Sanli's phone call.

”Hello? Little Brother, where are you? I came to see you.” His voice sounded very tired.

I said I would send him the address.

When I hung up the phone, I sent him the tattoo shop’s address and went straight back to the tattoo shop.

In the tattoo shop, Cang Shu was sleeping, and Feng Chunsheng was reading a magazine.

I coughed.

Cang Shu immediately woke up and looked at the door.

Feng Chunsheng glanced at me, and scolded me, ”Why are you coughing? I’m reading a book to increase my knowledge. These days, knowledge is very important, do you understand this truth?”

”Brother Chun, I understand, but it’s really indecent of you to read Playboy Magazine in broad daylight,” I said to him.

I said that since we had no business that morning, we could have a drink. We should go downstairs and get a few cases of beer.

“Hah.”

They were immediately excited.

I was not a very old-fashioned boss. I could play when I didn’t have business. No wonder I played even when I had business…

Here I must say, Cang Shu's capacity for liquor was even bigger than her appetite. If there was something to eat, or something to drink, she didn’t think about it too much.

We got a case of cold beer and ordered a few kebabs.

Around eleven o'clock, an old man came in in the studio.

”Hello. Who is Yu Shui?” The old man asked us politely and introduced himself: “I am Chen Sanli.”