Chapter 55 What's Going On

  What's strange about Zhang Dalei's illness is that when it strikes, he feels like he's on fire and tears off his top in the freezing cold, jumping around wildly on the kang.

  "Village head, does your son Lei always get sick like this?" Qin Feng quickly jumped onto the kang and tightly hugged Zhang Dairen with both hands, soon after which he dragged him down onto the bed and, along with Zhou Qian, firmly pressed him down to prevent him from moving around.

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  The village chief hastily turned around and fetched a rope from beside the bed, saying: "Yes, every time it's like this. Every time Leizi has an attack, I can only tie him up with a rope."

  Looking at Zhang Dalei's painful appearance, Qin Feng walked over to take a look at him again. Zhang Dalei's appearance really made Qin Feng feel terrified, his thin and gaunt figure had already become just a skeleton, the prominent ravines becoming more and more apparent. It seemed that this Zhang Dalei had suffered greatly from this illness.

  "Village chief, your son Zhang Dairen is getting thinner and thinner every day. If this continues, he might die of malnutrition." Zhou Qin felt some sympathy seeing Zhang Dairen in this state.

  At this time, Qin Feng didn't wait for the village chief's answer, took a look and immediately asked: "Village Chief, how did Lei Zi get infected with this disease?"

  "The village chief scratched the back of his head, thought for a moment, and then replied: "I don't remember this clearly either. It was just that one time when he was herding sheep on the mountain, but by noon he still hadn't returned. In the end, I went up the mountain to look for him and found him passed out. After he woke up, he became crazy."

  The village head racked his brains to recall the incident, but he couldn't remember it no matter what. However, this sentence reminded Qin Feng, and Zhou Qin looked at him before asking: "Qin Feng, what do you think is going on?"

  Qin Feng thought for a moment, although he didn't know what caused it, but he was sure that Lei Zi's illness wasn't that simple.

  "I'm not very clear about this either, and now he doesn't seem like a crash guest. This strange illness is the first time I've seen it."

  Unconsciously, Qin Feng turned around and looked out the window behind him. At this time, the snow was already very heavy, raging across the sky without stopping. The wild grass on the distant mountain outside the window kept swaying, as if trying to shake off the pressure of the cold snow.

  The man in front of him, Zhang Dairen, had a strange illness. Upon closer inspection, Qin Feng found that his hands were still shaking non-stop, and there was even a centimeter-long sparse hair growing on his body, which looked quite disgusting.

  Qin Feng knew that if things continued like this, Zhang Dali wouldn't live for long. The only solution was to go back to where he had originally fainted and take a look, maybe they could still find something.

  However, the snow outside is very big. Qin Feng had just finished speaking when the village chief shook his head in disapproval, saying that this place would have wolves roaming around when it snows, and the mountain ditch is rugged, if something goes wrong, it's very dangerous.

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  Qin Feng was not afraid, looking at Zhang Dalei's appearance and the village chief's encounter, he decided to take advantage of the situation now, lest the night be long and the dreams be many.

  Gathering their things, Qin Feng and Zhou Qin followed the village chief to the place where Zhang Dali had fainted five years ago.

  The Loess Plateau often has this kind of weather, and the wild chickens here seem to have adapted to it long ago. Flocks of wild chickens, with a loud "plop" sound, rush forward against the wind, startling the entire mountainous area. It's a bit exaggerated to say that the Loess Plateau is barren, as grass grows knee-deep on hill after hill, and rabbits can be seen scurrying about from time to time. The magpies chirping incessantly make Qin Feng feel that this place is truly full of rustic charm.

  After crossing two low hills and walking a winding road, the village chief came to another low hill and said to Qin Feng: "It's here."

  Looking at the objects in front of him that were completely normal, Qin Feng also didn't find anything out of the ordinary. If he really had to say something, it was just that the grass here grew more luxuriantly than on other earth mounds.

  "Have you found anything?" Zhou Qin looked at the compass in Qin Feng's hand and asked.

  "Not yet."

  Qin Feng continued: "Since the compass needle is normal and there's nothing unusual around, it means that Lei Zi's illness has nothing to do with Feng Shui."

  "What could it be?" Zhou Qin asked shivering with her arms tightly wrapped around herself, exhaling white mist.

  Qin Feng shook his head, still unclear. The surrounding hills were layered and endless. On the north side of the hill was a very deep ditch, which should have been formed by a collapse due to a fracture in the earth's crust.

  The surroundings were quiet, except for the sound of snow falling to the ground and the gasps of the three people. Seeing that the heavy snow was gradually covering the grass, Qin Feng hurriedly thought about finding some clues from here.

  "What's wrong, do you suspect something is fishy?" Zhou Qin asked again.

  "Maybe, let's see if there's anything in this thicket."

  Qin Feng carefully searched around the area, but still didn't find anything, except for discovering that there were many dense footprints in the grass thicket.

  They returned empty-handed to the village chief's home, and Qin Feng and the others were thinking about this matter.

  Lei Zi's illness looks like it won't last for a few more years, especially with the hair growing on his body, which is quite puzzling.

  "Village head, hasn't Lei Zi said a word all these years?" Zhou Qin asked.

  "No, not since he went mad. He hasn't spoken a word." The village head replied, then later said with a gloomy face, "It's been five years now, nothing can be done about it. Now I'm old too... what a pity for Leizi..."

  A cold wind blew in, disturbing the village elder's thoughts. His head full of white hair became even more disheveled, revealing a face full of vicissitudes. The courtyard was already covered with snow, a vast expanse of white that suppressed all disturbance and unease.

  The surroundings started to quiet down, Qin Feng didn't know what to do now, after glancing around casually, he suddenly cast his gaze towards the thing hanging on the wall.

  "Village chief, what's this..." Qin Feng stood up and walked over, carefully examining it for a few moments before asking the village chief.

  The village head said, "Oh, this is a fox that I caught with our family's Lei Zi when we went up the mountain a long time ago. I saw that the fox had thick fur, with rare cyan and white stripes, so I made it into this piece of art."

  "What?!" Qin Feng asked in surprise, repeating himself.

  "Uh, there are more foxes around here, so it's quite common to catch them."

  Qin Feng carefully looked at the fox skin, indeed, as the village chief said, this fox skin was very beautiful and big, it should be a large fox. The blue-black and white fur were densely intertwined, which was quite ornamental.

  However, upon seeing this thing, Qin Feng suddenly had an idea.

  "Could it be a revenge for killing the fox?" Qin Feng's first reaction was this after hearing that.

  But soon Qin Feng denied it, even if it was a retribution, he would not have been bedridden for five years without seeing any improvement. Moreover, looking at Zhang Dalei's symptoms, which were different from those of being hit by an evil spirit or possessed by a demon, made it difficult for Qin Feng to make a judgment.

  "Ouch!" "Ouch!"

  "Knock knock" "Knock knock"

  Just then, just as Qin Feng was wondering, a knock at the door suddenly came from outside.