Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

The old man Xingye I was chatting with claimed to be the chairman of the Ermian employee dormitory committee, but in fact he didn't manage any of the employees under his command, only himself.

Mr. Bai was buried at around 7 o'clock. Bai Xiqiong's father bought a good cigarette for one of us who carried the coffin and worked hard. I had cigarettes, so I gave this cigarette to the old man. The old man was so happy that he even praised me. A few times, say that I am sensible.

"Are you free tonight?" Baiyanqiong asked me suddenly.

"I...I'm fine, what's wrong?"

"My dad has other things to do. I want to guard my grandfather's grave tonight. Are you free tonight? Can you accompany me?"

Bai Xiqiong's tone sounded calm, but I could feel the loneliness in her heart.

In the next generation, I dare not think about how I will face myself if my grandma passes away one day. If my grandma passes away, I will have no relatives in this world.

"No problem, I'll be here with you at night. The old man has just started on the road. You should be filial to the grave."

"Thank you."

"you are welcome."

I've seen a lot of dead people, and I don't have a big feeling about Wang Xiaoqin's hanging from a pear tree decades ago. If something really happened, Ermian's dormitory should have been empty by now, and it's probably just rumors.

At around 8:[-] p.m., all the wreaths from the mourning hall in the old community were brought in, along with a pair of paper figurines of a golden boy and a jade girl presented by Manager Niu.

The paper figurines stood there on the left and the right, a fire was burning in front of the new tombstone, and a large number of paper money and gold ingots were placed in plastic bags next to them.

The old man Xingye said that the factory road across the wasteland is called Yinyang Road, so he stood there at night and looked towards the grave. He could see two red-faced paper figures standing in front of the tombstone, keeping their posture motionless. Occasionally shakes back and forth.

During the vigil at night, I moved a stone and sat by the fire, chatting with Baiyanqiong.

She looked at the tombstone and told a lot about the old man's life story, how he started from nothing, how he saved people in the flood in 98 and so on.

Talking about the owner's name is a taboo for guarding the grave, I have a mixed response, and I want to quickly change the topic and talk about something relaxing.

At this moment, I received a text message on my mobile phone from Tian Sanjiu.

"The things I've been waiting for have arrived. Tonight at 01:30, I will start working."

Seeing that Bai Xiqiong was concentrating on burning the paper, I hurriedly typed back the text message.

"Tonight at 01:30? What are you waiting for? What are you doing?"

The text message was sent, and a minute or two later I received a reply from Tian Sanjiu.

"At 01:30, the decoration workers in the North Factory fell asleep. According to the results of my investigation, the Iron Buddha on the cotton cart did not leave the Second Factory. Only Tang Xin and Wang Xiaoqin of the Science Popularization Committee know where it is. I forget it. It should be these two a place."

"Around the pear tree, around a large warehouse in the south factory area."

I went back.

"Are you going to dig at this time? What did you do two days ago? Also, Baiyanqiong is guarding her grandfather's grave in the wasteland tonight. How should we dig?"

Tian Sanjiu replied.

"As I said before, I was waiting for something to arrive. I couldn't find the Iron Buddha without this thing. You can solve the problem of the daughter of the Bai family by yourself. Let her leave before one o'clock, or follow my way."

"Who are you chatting with?"

Seeing me keep typing on my phone, Bai Xiqiong asked.

"Oh, no one, just a friend asking me where I was at night."

"If you have something to do, you don't need to stay with me."

"It's alright, it's alright."

I smiled, and at the same time I was thinking about how to get her back.

Because Tian Sanjiu said that he would come to dig the wasteland at night to find the Iron Buddha.

The night of the first lunar month is still very cold, the fire for burning paper money is not very effective, the surrounding is very dark, the cold air penetrates straight into the neck, and occasionally there will be a gust of cold wind, the burnt paper money will be blown up, and the wasteland is in the middle of the sky. Dancing in all directions.

I just sat like this until after ten o'clock, and I couldn't help standing up, rubbing my hands together and saying, "Boss Bai, it's too cold today, so don't watch over it, go back early, if you're frozen, your grandpa I'm sure you won't be happy if you know."

She didn't even wear gloves, and her hands were red from the cold, so she insisted that I was fine, and that I would guard my grandfather even if I froze to death.

I rubbed my face vigorously, and suddenly pointed to the pear tree in front of me and said, "Boss Bai, did you see it just now? There is a woman wandering around under the tree with long hair and a white dress, and she seems to be sticking out her tongue. Is it possible?" It's the old Wang Xiaoqin from the factory."

"You don't need to scare me, I'm not afraid," she turned on the flashlight and looked around at the pear tree twice, but said nothing.

I said stubbornly, "Why not? It's just under the tree. I just saw a figure. Give me the flashlight."

"There, do you see it? It's dark."

I showed her the pear tree.

Bai Xiqiong shook her head: "That's the shadow of the tree. There are no leaves on the pear tree in winter, and the shadow of the branches is like that. It doesn't look like a human figure."

I removed the flashlight and looked around.

Accidentally, the flashlight shone on the male paper figurine. The paper figurine's face was flushed red, and there were red cheeks, which looked a little weird.

Sudden....

The paper man turned his head.

I just typed it with a flashlight, absolutely no blurred vision.

My face turned pale.

"I want to come. I have something to do tomorrow, so I'll leave first." I turned around and was about to leave.

I wasn't the only one who saw it, and Bai Xiqiong must have seen it too.

"Wait...wait for me."

I walked faster and faster, not daring to turn my head.

Walking to the small road in the factory area, Bai Xiqiong panted lightly and said, "I...was my eyes dazzled just now, that paper figurine seemed to have turned its neck."

"Don't say..." I swallowed.

"Don't talk nonsense about some things, go back to sleep now, and don't think about anything when you go back."

Bai Xiqiong's face was pale, she hesitated for a moment and she chose to go back, after all, she was a girl.

"Aren't you going? Take my car back."

I said leave me alone, don't give me the flashlight, you go first.

After Baiyanqiong left, I picked up a stone with a flashlight and threw it at the paper figurine standing on the grave.

The first two hits missed, and the third hit just right, knocking down the standing paper figurine. I pretended to be brave and approached a little closer.

The paper man fell to the ground, turned sideways, with his face turned away from me.

I flicked my flashlight back and forth.

Suddenly, the paper figurine's head moved again, as if it wanted to turn its face away.

"My grass!"

I was so scared that I backed up again and again, turned around and ran with a flashlight.

"Master Xing! Lord Xing!"

I ran downstairs to the dormitory and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

The room was dark, and there was a voice.

"Me! Open the door!"

The lights came on in the house, and the door opened a few minutes later.

The old man came out wearing plush cotton slippers and a coat.

"It's you, what's the matter, why don't you go back to sleep at night, why are you looking for me?"

I looked back at the wasteland in fear.

Bai Xiqiong left, and the fire that burned the paper money became smaller and smaller.

I jumped right into the house.

The room was very warm, and the small stove burning briquettes was burning red. It was a water jacket fire, and the heating water was also boiling, making a constant gurgling sound.

The old man stood outside the house and looked around, then wrapped his coat tightly, entered the house and closed the door.

"What's the matter, young man, it's past 11 o'clock, what are you doing here, I just fell asleep."

I sat on the bench and warmed myself by the fire, swallowed and said, "Haunted, haunted in the wasteland."

"Haunted?"

The old man put on his long johns, lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"What's going on, what the hell is going on, tell me what's going on."

"The paper doll...the paper doll moved..."

The old man yawned, "You mean paper bundles, right?"

I nodded and said, "Yes, it's a paper puppet, Lord Xing, is it Wang Xiaoqin's ghost attached to the paper figurine?"

"Boy, you can really scare yourself."

"Wang Xiaoqin has been dead for decades, and I have lived here in Ermian for decades. I haven't seen Wang Xiaoqin for the first time. I almost forgot what she looks like."

"With braids, wearing a cotton-padded jacket with wheat-colored skin, so tall, come to me," I compared my height.

"Have you met Wang Xiaoqin?" The old man looked surprised.

I shook my head and said I hadn't seen it. After thinking about it, I said I had seen the photos.

At this time, the old man smiled and said: "Look at your cowardly appearance, do you have a handle? Now take a stick and follow me."

"Where?"

The old man was smoking a cigarette. He buttoned his coat one by one and said, "Where are you going?"

"Go and see the paper figurines."