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Chapter 4 - Chapter 4: The Talisman and the Omen

The apartment block loomed like a ​collapsed tombstone, stairwells echoing with the ​cries of strangled pigeons. Zhang Xiaonian slammed the door—boom—the sound swallowed by wallpaper peeling like ​scorched talisman paper.

He slid down against the woodgrain, ribs vibrating with every gasp. Dust motes swirled in the moonlight, coalescing into ​phantom abacus beads​ above his grandmother's desk.

There.

The rosewood box.

Its lid sealed with ​yellowed surgical tape—the kind used to stitch corpses' eyelids. Normally it radiated cemetery chill, but tonight... ​crimson veins throbbed​ beneath the lacquer.

Rip.

Tape tore like ​dried viscera.

Inside, a talisman lay curled like a ​mummified adder. Scarlet ink etched the words:

​​"封魂"​​

Spirit Seal.

The moment his fingertip brushed the charred edge—

​​*Hiss!​​*

The wrist mark ​erupted in icy fire, five bruise-fingers clamping like ​frozen forceps. The talisman's ink slithered off the paper, ​drilling into his palm​ as golden script blazed across his skin:

​​"债主三日,本息翻秤"​​

(Debt comes due in three dawns—principal and interest weigh double)

He screamed.

Above him, the lightbulb ​shattered into black lotus petals.

​​*Whoosh!​​*

Wind sliced through sealed windows. The wall calendar ​flayed itself alive, pages whipping to reveal a blood-smeared date:

​1996.04.26​

Darkness swallowed him whole.

​Fog. Thick as congealed mercury.​​

A Taoist materialized, robes stitched from ​shroud fragments, face obscured by a ​revolving debt ledger. His voice scraped like a ​coffin dragged over gravel:

"The girl clings to her death-rope... because you borrowed her weight."

​​*SNAP!​​*

A noose of ​glowing sutures​ materialized around Zhang's neck. The girl's whisper seeped from the fibers:

"Did you see... how light I was on the scale?"

He awoke vomiting ​silver centipedes.

The talisman on the desk had ​charred to ash, forming a perfect ​yin-yang cinder.

His wrist shrieked.

The bruise had metastasized—now a ​rotating debt counter​ glowing cinnabar red:

​002:23:17​

The tumor between his shoulder blades ​thrummed in vicious triumph.

​Death's loan shark had just cashed its first installment.​

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