what's in the depths

I planned to take Fu Huaiyu to the earth building at night, but since he had already been there in the afternoon, and Zhu Yuhan himself was too lazy to move, he lay down on the bed after taking a bath, and began to think about life.

Half asleep and half awake, he saw Fu Huaiyu was fully dressed and standing at the door, gesturing to himself with his eyes.

Zhu Yuhan turned over and turned his back to Fu Huaiyu, pretending not to see it.

"If you're tired, take a rest. I'll go out by myself. Anyway, I'm a strong man, and I'm not afraid of any accidents."

Zhu Yuhan dragged his tired body out of bed and began to put on his pants.

Fu Huaiyu walked over, took the shirt and helped him put it on.

"I've been scared by you today, you're really good, and you won't let me go at night." Zhu Yuhan yawned big, put on his coat, took the key card, and walked out angrily.

"Yes, you have the physical strength to go shopping with Chu Rong, but you don't have the strength to accompany me."

"Who did you hear that from?"

"Children."

"I'm really curious when the two of you kissed like this. Besides, it was Chu Rong who accompanied me, and I dragged him over. It wasn't me who accompanied him. Please figure it out. Every day, Chu Rong is holding shit pots for Chu Rong. Where did I offend you?"

Zhu Yuhan sometimes feels that Fu Huaiyu is really narrow-minded and dislikes Chu Rong anyway. Perhaps Chu Rong's excellent appearance and being single all the time make him feel uneasy, but Zhu Yuhan never feels that Chu Rong will have any discrimination against him. Chu Rong once said that even if you go to a bar, you usually go to a "normal" bar.

Typical straight man remarks.

Therefore, Zhu Yuhan felt that Fu Huaiyu really thought too much.

Many times he even didn't know how to explain to Fu Huaiyu that he was not gay, but the person he happened to like was a man, that's all, without him, he might have married a long time ago, and it was because of him that he Every year, he endured humiliation and survived the endless urging of relatives to marry him.

But Zhu Yuhan also felt that there are many things that cannot be said, and it would be a little greasy to say them.

The night wind in Yong'an blows away the heat waves, and the air is filled with the unique freshness after the rain. Two people wearing thin coats stroll under the red wall of Wuwa, and the lanterns hang at the door. Looking from a distance, it looks like a dream in a movie. Scenes.

The earth building at night is very quiet, only the dim street lights in the small square in the center reflect the quiet and mysterious earth building.

The two stood at the bottom of the building and looked up, only a few houses were still lit.

"Actually, there's nothing to see here, just walk around and you'll be done."

As the night wind blew, Zhu Yuhan's voice echoed and circled in the small, empty square.

The white paper money was blown by the night wind, at first it was just one piece, and then there were more and more, like dying white butterflies flapping their wings in the air for the last time.

Zhu Yuhan thought he was hallucinating, and suddenly there was so much paper money for no reason.

Rubbing his eyes, the paper money was flying towards him, he subconsciously dodged it, and then, a beam of dim yellow light mixed with dust came, and the two of them suddenly found that in the cave on the first floor of the earth building, all the rudimentary red lights were like ghosts. Appeared suddenly.

The two looked at each other, and finally reached a "consensus" under eye contact:

"Go and have a look."

"Go, go back."

Zhu Yuhan: "It doesn't matter if you take a look."

Fu Huaiyu: "Why do you like to join in the fun so much? What's so interesting about funerals?"

"Will the funeral be decorated in a bright red color?" Zhu Yuhan glanced at him, and walked straight to the red mysterious area with both arms in alarm.

After taking a closer look, he realized that what Fu Huaiyu said was right, it was indeed a funeral, and it was an extremely strange way of funeral.

There are two wooden coffins in the middle of the opening, with the wooden coffin as the center, surrounded by colorful paper figurines, and when the overhead lights are turned on, the faces of each paper figurine look sinister.

The paper figurines have both male and female images, with different postures. Some are playing suona, and some are crying bitterly. Among them, there is a pair of paper figurines in wedding clothes, a man and a woman, standing quietly beside the wooden coffin.

In addition, the roof of the cave is covered with layers of entwined red silk, and a large "囍" character is pasted on the wall, and two chairs are placed underneath, which are specially wrapped in red cloth.

This scene was designed according to the typical old customs of worshiping and getting married, but the two wooden coffins seemed too out of harmony.

Zhu Yuhan only took one look, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He shuddered, turned his head and ran back.

As soon as he turned around, he was bumping into a firm embrace.

He screamed strangely in fright, subconsciously stepped back a few steps, tripped over the wooden coffins and sat down on one of the wooden coffins.

Zhu Yuhan bounced up reflexively and dodged to the side, away from the wooden coffin, then took a closer look and found that the guy standing there pretending to be a ghost was Fu Huaiyu.

"Brother, scaring people can really scare people to death. There have been lessons learned before. You still come here, don't you think my life is too long?" Zhu Yuhan patted his heart, soothing his fragile little heart.

It is not to blame him for being timid. After all, the spirit of ghosts has penetrated into every part of life, including the high-tech era of the information age. There are still many supernatural phenomena that cannot be explained by science. Deliberately tricky, but sometimes, the enemy will temporarily lose the ability to think.

For example, the famous Radha ghost village in Thailand is still an unsolved mystery. The whole family was killed and hid in various insane places such as refrigerators. The mystery caused the village to decline overnight, and the villagers moved their families one after another. Later, it became the famous Ghost Village.

But if you think about it carefully, this may be just a trick of the hostile real estate developer, just like the boss who claimed to have received Mingbi in the "Ghost Calling Meal" case at that time, it was all a joke, and it was all for a " Money" word.

"There...is something wrong." Just as Zhu Yuhan started to think about something, Fu Huaiyu suddenly became alert.

"The combination of mourning and happiness, is it a ghost marriage?"

"Ghost marriage?" Zhu Yuhan was taken aback.

Ghost marriage is originally a local custom. If both the man and the woman die naturally, and the families of the two parties out of love for their offspring and strongly agree with them, hold a wedding ceremony for the deceased children to stabilize their ghosts. It's a good thing.

But because most of the people who can manage ghost marriages are from prominent families, so there were too many illegal activities of stealing female corpses or even killing female corpses to make huge profits. Now, ghost marriage has changed from a kind of good hope Folk customs have become a tool for lawbreakers to collect money.

What a stench.

"Yes, there are very few yin relatives in big cities now, and they have almost disappeared. However, in some remote and backward areas, this phenomenon is very rampant. They steal and sell corpses, kill people and silence them. For money, those people will do anything. Can do it."

Fu Huaiyu looked at the two wooden coffins, but stretched out his hands unconsciously.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Yuhan hurriedly pressed his hand, "You don't want to lift someone's coffin, do you?"

Fu Huaiyu smiled: "I really have this plan."

"Are you crazy? What's the difference between digging someone's grave!" Zhu Yuhan took a step forward, tightly grasping Fu Huaiyu's "criminal" hands, trying to kill the germ of his immoral thoughts in the cradle.

"Don't be afraid." Fu Huaiyu pushed him away, then reached out and knocked on the wall of one of the wooden coffins.

The hollow sound came, and now Fu Huaiyu was more sure of his guess.

He raised his hand again and reached for another wooden coffin.

Zhu Yuhan couldn't see it, and couldn't stop it, so he had to turn his head away, out of sight and out of mind.

"This wooden coffin is empty." Fu Huaiyu pointed to the wooden coffin on the left.

Zhu Yuhan turned around in surprise: "Maybe the body hasn't been transported yet, don't disturb people's peace here, let's go."

Fu Huaiyu ignored him and knocked on the coffin wall twice. Then, he rolled up his sleeves and pushed the coffin board vigorously.

"You are really sick!" Zhu Yuhan's voice suddenly raised an octave, and he really didn't want to go crazy with him, so he turned his head and walked out.

The coffin board was very heavy, and Fu Huaiyu had to push the coffin board open a small opening with all his strength. He took out his mobile phone to turn on the light, and looked along the small opening.

"Something's going to happen." He frowned and slowly withdrew his hand.

As soon as he walked out of the loophole, he heard Fu Huaiyu's slightly anxious sentence "something is going to happen", Zhu Yuhan immediately turned back and peered in along the small opening.

A stench of corpses hit his face, and Zhu Yuhan couldn't help covering his mouth and nose.

After seeing the appearance of the corpse in the coffin, he finally understood what Fu Huaiyu meant by "something is going to happen".

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At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the scenic spot that had been active all day began to gradually quiet down.

Chu Rong was leaning on the bedside to read the autopsy report when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

He put on a sweater and got out of bed, and asked softly at the door: "Who is it?"

"I, Zhu Yuhan."

Hearing this answer, Chu Rong's hand on the doorknob tightened slightly, he quickly straightened his hair, took a picture of himself through the glass window, and then slowly opened the door.

But unexpectedly, in addition to Zhu Yuhan, there was Fu Huaiyu with a black face standing behind him.

Chu Rong's eyes dimmed, and he moved away slightly: "Come in and talk."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zhu Yuhan always felt that there was a slight smell of formalin in Chu Rong's room, that kind of serious sex. The smell of cold wind.

But after entering the house, Zhu Yuhan realized that this was not an illusion.

There are several bottles of skin care products on the table in Chu Rong's room, and a bottle of perfume to take away. It is a perfume of a well-known luxury brand - Road to Hades. He accidentally saw the evaluation of this perfume, and someone said, Spraying it can really make people feel depressed, and some people say that the smell is really like the smell at the funeral when attending a funeral.

Sometimes, Zhu Yuhan felt that he really couldn't understand Chu Rong.

"What are you looking for from me?" Chu Rong climbed onto the bed and read the autopsy report with his notebook in his arms.

Zhu Yuhan felt that Chu Rong's behavior was strange and impolite, or maybe it was only when Fu Huaiyu was present that his negative emotions would be ignited.

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