Chapter 89: Be a Person of Integrity
Ever since that serious illness, Song Yuan’s health had been getting worse and worse, so his parents at home directly arranged a long-term sick leave for him.
Su Keke understood at once. It was probably filthy qi accumulating inside his body, lingering for a long time without dispersing.
When Zhao Kexin heard Qin Xing mention the “class life committee member,” she couldn’t help teasing, “Qin Xing, if you hadn’t said it, I would’ve forgotten you’re still the life committee member.”
Then she let out a sigh, sounding regretful. “My mom booked me a violin teacher for tomorrow. I’ll probably have to practice all day, so I can’t go with you.”
Qin Xing expressed deep understanding and sympathy.
Luckily, her mother didn’t like comparing children with those rich ladies’ kids. Otherwise, she’d have to be like Zhao Kexin too—learning this and that—how miserable would that be?
Luo Man thought for a moment and said, “I don’t have anything going on. I’ll go with you.”
Su Keke immediately added, “Daxing, I’m coming too. Classmate Song Yuan has probably had filthy qi invading his body for too long, so he’s been weak and sickly these days. I want to take a look—maybe I can help him.”
And tomorrow wasn’t the weekend. Uncle still had to work, so she wouldn’t need to stick close to him.
After hearing that, Zhao Kexin muttered, “Help him? Keke, are you even more capable than a doctor?”
The desk and curse matter—none of them had hidden it from her. But since Zhao Kexin hadn’t witnessed it with her own eyes, she simply didn’t believe it at all.
What era was this already, and they were still doing feudal superstition?
And that protective talisman Su Keke gave her last time—Zhao Kexin didn’t take it seriously either. She shoved it in her pocket and forgot to take it out, and in the end it went straight into the washing machine and got washed along with everything else.
She was afraid Su Keke would be angry, so she kept it to herself and didn’t tell the others.
Su Keke explained, “Of course I’m not better than a doctor. If you’re sick, you definitely have to go to the hospital. It’s just that Song Yuan’s illness is an ‘in-the-trade’ kind of illness, so I dare to step in.”
Zhao Kexin didn’t say anything more.
What she couldn’t understand was that Qin Xing and Luo Man didn’t show any odd reaction at all. They actually believed Su Keke could cure people?
Zhao Kexin’s feelings were truly hard to describe. Qin Xing, fine. But Luo Man was the school’s super top student—shouldn’t she be holding high the banner of science? How could she believe this feudal superstition too?
Aside from Zhao Kexin, the other three agreed to meet at nine o’clock the next morning to go to Song Yuan’s home.
After going back that night, Su Keke told her uncle about tomorrow.
Qin Mochen nodded. “You can decide your own matters. You don’t need to tell me everything.”
“But I’m Uncle’s bodyguard now, so wherever I go and whatever I do, I should report it to Uncle,” Su Keke said, tilting up her little face and smiling at him.
“By the way, Uncle, why didn’t you ask how I did on this exam?”
“I was afraid you’d get nervous.” Qin Mochen asked, “So how did you do?”
Su Keke giggled softly twice and quickly told him the scores she had estimated. “Manman said my average this time will definitely be above the class average.”
It was within his expectations, but remembering that the little girl had said he should praise her more, Qin Mochen nodded. “Very good. Keep working hard.”
“Uncle, I’m not going to read tonight. You have to work hard by yourself.”
Qin Mochen paused slightly and asked, “What are you planning to do tonight?”
“I want to go to a bookstore. I’ve been to the school library and the bookstores near the school, but I didn’t find the feng shui book Qian Yunze recommended to me. So I want to go to a bigger bookstore and take a look.”
Qin Mochen frowned slightly. “I’ll take you.”
Su Keke hurriedly shook her head. “No, no. I know Uncle has been very busy lately—no need for Uncle to take me.”
“Uncle, don’t worry. I guarantee I’ll be back before 9:30 p.m. I have a little money now. I can just take a taxi.”
Since she had put it that far, Qin Mochen could only let her go.
After the little girl left, Qin Mochen sat alone in the study reading documents. The more he read, the more he felt… bored.
Su Keke arrived at the largest book market in the capital. It had five floors, with all kinds of books. Su Keke was completely stunned.
There was actually a dedicated category for feng shui books. At a glance, Su Keke saw at least five long rows of bookshelves filled with nothing but feng shui books.
Wow!
It was Su Keke’s first time seeing so many feng shui books. The Zhouyi Shifu bought for her had a yellow cover and was written in classical Chinese. But here, the Zhouyi for sale was richly illustrated—filled not only with all kinds of pictures, but also detailed annotations.
Besides the Zhouyi, the other dazzling variety of feng shui books were basically all equipped with color illustrations and explanations too.
Su Keke’s hands itched—she flipped open every book and glanced through a few pages.
They were all very shallow, beginner-level feng shui knowledge. For Su Keke, it was like letting someone who had already graduated college read elementary school textbooks.
When Su Keke moved to the second row of shelves, she froze on the spot.
It was… the modern feng shui book Qian Yunze had introduced to her.
Other feng shui books only had a few copies displayed on the shelves, but this one actually filled an entire horizontal row!
There was even a card pasted beside it with the words “Bestseller” written on it.
Su Keke took one copy out and held it, rubbing the cover lightly. The material of the book was really good.
She turned the book over and looked at the price printed on the back.
At that glance, her eyes widened into perfect circles.
“250 yuan! Th-That expensive?”
Even though Su Keke was a little “well-off” now, she had lived a poor, stingy life with Shifu for so long. Usually when she bought things, she always picked the cheapest. So the book’s price shocked her.
Su Keke flipped the book open and skimmed it. She had already read the first few pages in the electronic preview, so she directly turned to the middle to look at the later content.
And once she started, she couldn’t put it down. It was really good—though there were many things she actually couldn’t understand. Magnetic fields and statistics/probability were fine; she’d recently come into contact with those. But this “brainwaves” thing…
What Shifu described to her as “aura,” the author described using “magnetic fields.” And it even gave detailed explanations of what people called “being possessed” or “evil entering the body,” and so on.
When a person’s behavior becomes abnormal—deviating from natural development and common sense—people call it “being struck by evil,” and regard it as something uncanny.
Su Keke only knew it meant being affected by an outside thing, causing a person’s aura-field to become unstable. But the author said that from a metaphysical perspective, this was called “bio-magnetic field disorder”?
The more Su Keke read, the more curious she became.
Humans and all things in nature have bio-magnetic fields, and feng shui can be regarded as the geographical and environmental magnetic field of nature. When the two cannot adapt to each other, symptoms of “being struck by evil” appear.
The author also explained whether ghosts exist—from a metaphysical angle.
He believed ghosts do exist, but not the kind people usually imagine. In his view, a “ghost” is a kind of electromagnetic wave.
Whether ghosts or gods, they’re all just electromagnetic waves.
Ghosts are low-level, harmful electromagnetic waves; gods are high-level electromagnetic waves.
Under what circumstances can you encounter a ghost?
When the human body’s electromagnetic wave—what people understand as one’s spirit energy—under the influence of the environment, or by nature from birth, can resonate with this kind of low-level electromagnetic wave called a ghost, then you’ll encounter a ghost…
Su Keke had only meant to casually flip a few pages to see whether the book was worth the 250 yuan, but without realizing it, she got carried away and read too much.
“My god, it’s already nine o’clock!” Su Keke hugged the book and ran straight to the payment counter.
There were quite a few people buying books, and there were more than ten people ahead of her.
Su Keke knew there was no way she could get home on time, so she sent Qin Mochen a text: Uncle, I might get home a bit late. Uncle can sleep first~
She figured her uncle was so busy he definitely wouldn’t see the message right away—yet the reply came very quickly:
Student Su Keke, to be a person, you must have integrity.
