what's in the depths

The ancestral hall is located on the edge of the village, and there is only one room, which is a Datong bunk type, and several people need to squeeze a bed.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see several stone statues of ancestors enshrined in the center of the lobby, which look terrifying and hideous under the dim butter lamp.

The ceiling of the hall is about six or seven meters high, and the moonlight faints in through the skylight on the top of the hall. The ground is damp and cold, and the corners are covered with moss, giving off a strong musty smell.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm really sorry for making it up tonight." The person in charge lit up the oil lamp on the wall, "The bedding here is newly replaced, everyone, rest assured."

Tong Si was still thinking about it, but Zhu Yuhan didn't care, weeds like him could easily take root wherever they went.

Zhu Yuhan, Tong Si, Chu Rong, and the other two police officers from the Criminal Investigation Division climbed onto the bed after a brief wash. The bed was not big, and it was a bit crowded for five people.

The few people were exhausted, no matter how difficult the conditions were, as soon as their heads touched the pillows, they could not beat Zhou Gong and fell into a deep sleep.

The village at night was unusually quiet, only the breathing of a few people could be heard one after another.

At two o'clock in the morning, Zhu Yuhan was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly awakened by several violent vibrations.

The sudden awakening made him palpitate, and he could even feel his own heartbeat getting stronger and stronger.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. The screen showed that it was Fu Huaiyu's call.

He looked around and saw that several people were still sleeping soundly, so he got out of bed lightly, and walked to the lobby holding his mobile phone.

"Why, brother, it's past one o'clock, why are you calling at this time." Zhu Yuhan said, yawning big, and asking the teacher for a crime.

On the other side, there is only the electric sound of "rustling".

Zhu Yuhan "Hello" a few times, but Fu Huaiyu never responded.

"What?" He hung up the phone angrily, muttered a few times in dissatisfaction, put away the phone and walked to the bedroom.

As soon as he walked to the door, the vibration sounded again, louder and louder, and there was even an illusion of sadness.

Zhu Yuhan took out his mobile phone and looked, it was Fu Huaiyu who called. He took several deep breaths and kept admonishing himself not to get angry with Fu Huaiyu. He was also concerned about himself. It was not his fault that the signal here was not good.

Pick up the phone:

"You can't finish it. I'm very tired. Can you let me sleep? We'll talk about it tomorrow."

After waiting for a long time, the answer to him was still only a strange "rustling" sound.

Zhu Yuhan hung up the phone abruptly, cursed in a low voice, even though the phone vibrated in his hand until he was about to jump up, he didn't move.

Looking at the hideous stone statue in the lobby, Zhu Yuhan suddenly woke up without any sleepiness.

The dark wind blew, and he shivered unconsciously. He felt his heart beating fast, and he felt a vague sense of uneasiness.

The bell rang, dull and dull, just so suddenly, it seemed that the whole world was shrouded in this bell.

After the clock struck two, it was quiet again.

Zhu Yuhan meditated on the core values ​​of socialism in his heart, and moved horizontally to the door like a crab, and just stepped in with one foot, when a strange sound sounded instantly.

It seemed to be mourning and sobbing, and it was also like a secret laugh. It was impossible to find the source of the sound, like a hallucination, but if you listen carefully, it does exist, and it is in this ancestral hall.

Zhu Yuhan suddenly remembered what Zhou Xiaoran had said about the haunted place, and suddenly a chill rushed over his head. He could even feel every hair on his skin stand up, his legs went limp, and cold sweat broke out. .

He screamed strangely in fright, and rushed into the bedroom shaking his legs like a soft-legged shrimp, shaking everyone on the bed awake.

"Wake up, wake up, there are ghosts! There are ghosts!" Zhu Yuhan broke his voice in fright.

Everyone was disturbed by being woken up from sleep, especially Tong Si, who tossed and turned on the broken bed for more than an hour before finally falling asleep, even after being quarreled by them, he lost sleep at all.

"Qi Zhu, with all due respect, you are scarier than a ghost." Tong Si rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up, curled up under the quilt, shaking his head.

Chu Rong also woke up, but fortunately he had a good temper and didn't scold anyone. The others were crying and accusing them of Zhu's inhumanity.

"What's wrong?" Chu Rong asked.

"There is a ghost." Simple and rude answer.

"How is it possible? Have you read too many ghost books? What kind of ghosts are you? I fell asleep without you playing like this." Tong Si lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt over.

"Really, I'm going to lie to you, little JJ is short." Zhu Yuhan dragged Tong Si out of bed, "Come and see with me."

"Anyway, it's useless if you want that thing, you can swear poisonously as you like." Tong Si rolled his eyes, pulled away their Zhu team's hand, and crawled on the bed.

Chu Rong sighed softly, took his coat casually and put it on: "If I don't accompany you to see tonight, it seems that you won't sleep." Saying that, Chu Rong got out of bed.

"Where."

"Lobby." Zhu Yuhan pulled Chu Rong over, turned on the light on his phone, carefully hid behind Chu Rong and followed him to the lobby.

The two tiptoed to the lobby, raised the lights to look around, held their breath vigilantly, and listened carefully to every move in the lobby.

After staying for about 5 minutes, there was only the sound of the bleak wind passing through the lobby, whirling endlessly. It sounded a bit like the cry of a child.

"Is this the ghost you were talking about?" Chu Rong sighed helplessly, "You are too tired, and your spirit is highly tense, and you may experience auditory hallucinations. Now that you know it's not a ghost, go back to sleep with peace of mind..."

The last word, hidden in the yawn.

Looking back at every step with extreme anxiety, Zhu Yuhan still felt that the crying he heard just now was not an auditory hallucination.

He went to bed anxiously, and baked sesame seed cakes on the bed all night, until the sky was faintly pale, and Zhu Yuhan finally fell asleep.

After not sleeping for long, the person in charge of the base knocked on the door again and called them to have breakfast.

All five of them were disheveled, with dark circles under their eyes, and they yawned and went to eat breakfast. The person in charge said that the tour guide would take them to visit the tulou at [-] o'clock, and asked them to take their valuables with them, and follow the large group closely.

"Zhu team, it's all your fault to confuse the crowd with your gossip last night. Don't you feel guilty for the one who tossed us?"

Zhu Yuhan didn't speak, his spirit was listless, and he walked into the village with the large army with his hunched waist and heavy steps.

There are not many residents here in Yong'an Tulou, only a dozen or so households, and they are not surprised by foreign tourists, they are very indifferent, and they will not greet anyone when they meet, as if they are a group of transparent people.

A group of people looked all the way along the circular earth building, exquisitely carved wooden doors, red lanterns that looked a little old were hung on the door, and strange talisman papers were pasted on the door of each house, with some unrecognizable symbols written on them.

According to the tour guide Zhang Damao, thousands of people lived in this earth building during its heyday, but with the development of the times, most of the original residents have moved away one after another, leaving only some older people or those who have special feelings for this place. Young people live here, and it didn't become a little popular until it was developed into a tourist attraction a few years ago.

"What are these talismans for?" Xiao Liu said, reaching out to touch them.

"You must not touch this." Zhang Damao quickly took his hand, with a nervous expression, "This is a soul-suppressing talisman. After several generations of changes here, many old people have returned here. With an unfulfilled wish in my heart, I also want to prevent them from coming out to disturb the people, so I asked someone to do a soul sedation to keep one side peaceful."

"But these talismans look new, as if they were pasted not long ago." Xiao Liu looked at the talisman papers and said thoughtfully.

In an instant, the expression on Zhang Damao's face changed drastically, as if he was recalling something bad.

But it was only for a moment, and Zhang Damao immediately returned to his smile: "The talisman paper is time-sensitive and needs to be replaced frequently."

Then, Zhang Damao immediately changed the topic: "Come on, let me show you the internal structure of the Xia Tulou."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, but thought that perhaps this was a local custom, so it was really not good to ask too much.

Sometimes, things like customs are also very evil, and it is still necessary to respect and awe them, perhaps in this way to ensure the long-term prosperity of one party.

Zhang Damao led a group of people to a house at the bottom of the building that was relatively large in scale. The four generations live together here. The old man in the family is already in his prime. A hundred-year-old tree, the whole person presents a fairy state.

There is a red wedding couplet pasted at the door of this house, and even though it is daytime, the lanterns at the door are lit, and the house is covered with red gauze, making it look very happy.

Seeing the person coming, the old man just raised her cloudy eyes and looked at her. The hand on the crutch lightly rubbed the tap of the crutch without saying a word. In the eyes of others, there was a strong sense of world-weariness.

"This is the oldest old man in the building. He is 99 years old this year. In the past few days, he has to help his great-grandson with a wedding. The juniors are all out shopping for wedding supplies and are not at home."

As he spoke, Zhang Damao leaned in front of the old man and whispered a few words in the old man's ear.

The old man rolled his eyes, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

But this smile makes people shudder.

Several people were looking at the structure of the house, a young man slowly walked in from outside the house, his expression froze when he saw the person coming, and then he nodded slightly, as a greeting.

The young man looked about 21 or [-] years old, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and looked refined.

"Oh, this is the great-grandson of the old man, Ah Chao, the only boy on our side who has been admitted to university." Zhang Damao was also full of pride when talking about this young man.

"I brought back a girlfriend this year. She said she was a lady from a wealthy family in the city. The family was in the cosmetics business. Besides, she was very pretty, like..."

Zhang Damao was chattering endlessly when the old man next to him tapped his cane, but his eyes were still looking out without focus.

Zhang Damao's face turned livid, and he quickly shut up.

The atmosphere suddenly became dignified, and even the sound of breathing sounded particularly embarrassing.

"Let's go to another place to visit. The old man is very busy preparing for the wedding, so let's not bother him." Seeing that Zhang Damao's face was really not very good-looking, Chu Rong hurried out to smooth things over.

"Yes, yes, let's go to another house. Are there any specialties here? I'll bring some specialties back for my girlfriend's parents." Xiao Liu also helped.

Zhang Damao nodded, and led a group of people out of the house.

It's just that when he left, he didn't know if it was Zhu Yuhan's illusion. He always felt that the old lady was staring at him.

It's just that her eyes were unfocused, she just looked at her side, not sure if he was looking at her.

Zhu Yuhan shivered, and hurriedly left this slightly weird house with the others.

The earth building is very big, and it took a whole morning to finish the tour. Zhang Damao introduced them to a local specialty restaurant for lunch. The group of people walked around for a whole morning, and they were really hungry, so they didn’t want to stay too long. Zhang Damao planned to go first Have something to eat and make other plans in the afternoon.

As soon as he left the earth building, Zhu Yuhan felt the violent vibration of his mobile phone in his pocket.

He took out his mobile phone and saw the words "Fu Huaiyu" displayed on the screen.

He answered angrily: "You're really good at it. Call me in the middle of the night. Do you know that people who scare people can scare people to death."

Fu Huaiyu hesitated, "Huh?", and then asked, "Did you say last night?"

Zhu Yuhan rolled his eyes: "Otherwise."

"I didn't fight." Fu Huaiyu denied it.

"You didn't hit me, you didn't hit me on the head. Besides you, a harasser, who else can call me in the middle of the night."

Fu Huaiyu was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Maybe I accidentally pressed the dial when I fell asleep."

"Can you find any more shameless reasons?" Zhu Yuhan laughed, "Okay, I won't tell you anymore, we are going to have lunch, you should also hurry up and have lunch, don't order takeout, there are some in the refrigerator You should heat up the cooked food yesterday morning, wash the dishes after eating, and drain the water before putting it in the cupboard..."

Fu Huaiyu chuckled lightly: "Understood, Captain Xiaozhu."

A group of people went to the restaurant introduced by Zhang Damao to eat something, and planned to go back to take a nap and go to the outer village in the afternoon.

As a result, the person in charge of the base informed that those guests who were going to check out planned to stay for a few more nights, and asked them if they could stay in the ancestral hall for a few more nights.

This time, Tong Si was really angry, the dilapidated ancestral hall where he lived last night was damp and cold, and there was the sound of mice gnawing, he couldn't stop, even if he was beaten to death.

"Why don't we all squeeze together? Putting the two beds together in the standard room can still sleep another person. Living in the ancestral hall is not a long-term solution after all." Xiao Liu suggested.

Everyone thinks it is feasible, and there are not so many requirements now, as long as they don't live in the ancestral hall, they are fine with five people sharing a bed.

"It was agreed to leave today, why did these people change their minds temporarily?" Zhu Yuhan asked casually.

The person in charge smiled awkwardly: "We're going to hold a wedding here recently, and it's quite grand. A few people got the news and said they want to see our wedding customs here before leaving."

"Oh, the great-grandson of the centenarian is getting married, right?"

The person in charge's face froze, and his smile changed for a moment: "Yes, her family is the largest family in our area. It used to be a landlord, but it fell overnight after the reform. But the feudal ideology is deeply rooted in the old man, so what do you say?" Also..."

The person in charge scratched his hair: "Did you eat well at noon? I see that you are tired after visiting all morning, why don't you take a nap first, we have activities here in the afternoon, and I will call you when the time comes."

Everyone also agreed, and couldn't wait to hand themselves over to that soft bed.

Zhu Yuhan and Xiao Liu squeezed into the same bed. Xiao Liu's feet were like biochemical weapons. As soon as he took off his shoes, the room was filled with sourness.

Zhu Yuhan held back and didn't say anything at first, but after a while, he felt tears streaming from his eyes like onions. He hurriedly dragged his suitcase and rushed out of the room, and directly knocked on the door of the team member next door.

Anyway, the man's feet are very spicy, and one is very spicy. Zhu Yuhan didn't bother to change it. He lay down on the bed, took out his mobile phone, and saw a few missed calls, which showed that they were all harassment calls.

He was about to put down his phone when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He quickly picked up his phone and opened the call history.

Only then did Zhu Yuhan realize that he had really wronged Fu Huaiyu, because there was no call from Fu Huaiyu in last night's call log.