Hidden evil

Wu Xie thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason. He originally wanted to call Zhang Qiling to discuss it, but when he thought that it was not easy on his side, and he didn't want to disturb him and distract him, he dismissed the idea.

After thinking for a while, Wu Xie took out his mobile phone and called Xie Yuchen.The phone was connected, but no one answered. Xie Yuchen should have gone to bed at this time. Wu Xie also knew that it was not good to disturb him so late, but he was really puzzled and needed to discuss it with someone, otherwise he felt that he would accept it all of a sudden. So much information to drive myself crazy.So after the phone automatically hung up, Wu Xie dialed again, this time Xie Yuchen finally answered the phone, and Wu Xie yelled loudly before Xie Yuchen could scold him.

"Xiaohua! I'm dreaming!"

"..."

Xie Yuchen on the other end of the phone didn't speak, but Wu Xie was afraid that Xie Yuchen was still brewing and continued

"I dreamed about my little brother!"

After saying that, Wu Xie almost gave himself a big slap. Was he afraid that Xie Yuchen would not know his relationship with Zhang Qiling?Wu Xie wanted to say something to cover up his slip of the tongue just now, but a voice came from the other end of the phone

"Little Sanye, I know you have a deep relationship with Dumb Zhang, but you don't have to be so excited to wake me and Master Huaer up in the middle of the night, right? If you're too excited to sleep at night, let Dumb Zhang work harder."

The voice on the other end of the phone was not Xie Yuchen but the black glasses. Wu Xie was so frightened that he was speechless, not only because it was the black glasses who helped Jie Yuchen answer the phone in the middle of the night, but also because the black glasses opened their mouths and yelled what made Zhang Qiling Work harder, does the black glasses know something?

"Little third master, our Hua'er master is tired and sleepy. You just want to talk about how deep your relationship with dumb Zhang is. It's better during the day, he... Ouch!"

The black glasses were laughing triumphantly at Wu Xie, but suddenly there was a scream, and his voice disappeared from the phone.Wu Xie looked at the phone suspiciously, but didn't hang up. What did the black glasses scream just now?Wu Xie took the phone back to her ear and fed it a few times.

"Hello? Hello? Blind, blind, blind..."

"It's midnight, what are you calling for?"

Xie Yuchen's hoarse voice appeared on the other end of the phone, Wu Xie quickly put away the doubts in his heart and said slowly

"Xiao Hua, I demolished the secret room downstairs of Third Uncle."

"Why was it dismantled?"

"I followed your suggestion and planned to seal the secret room, but it turned out that there is a secret room hidden behind it."

"And the secret room? What's in it?"

Xie Yuchen's hoarse voice became curious.

"Video tapes, all those video tapes. My third uncle hollowed out the downstairs of his house and built an underground secret room that is exactly like the Golmud Sanatorium."

"……how so?"

"I don't know either. All those secret rooms were destroyed by the fire ten years ago. Only the one next to my third uncle's small secret room survived. It's full of those strange videotapes."

"Can you still watch those tapes?"

"Yes, I've watched it all. Xiao Hua..."

Wu Xie's tone hesitated.

"What's wrong? What's in it?"

"I saw myself in it."

"Yourself? Are you talking about Qi Yu, the one who looks like you?"

"It's not him, it's me. The tapes are all numbered, including his tapes, the two of us..."

"Wait, you mean...there are videotapes of both of you? What's that about, and where was yours recorded?"

"Well. Mine should be in those secret rooms under my third uncle's building"

"How did this happen? What are you doing running downstairs and being watched by Third Uncle?"

"I didn't... No, maybe there was, but I don't remember. Xiaohua, didn't I always tell you that I don't dream at night?"

"That's because your mind is simple, you sleep to death at night, you don't know anything, so you don't dream."

"Don't be kidding, I'm telling you seriously. It's not that I don't dream, but that after I have a dream, I forget it by myself, completely forget it, and don't remember anything."

"What do you mean? I had a dream, and sometimes I really don't remember it. It's nothing strange..."

"I understand what you're talking about, that kind of subconscious dream, it's true that people won't remember it. But I don't remember any dream at all. When I just fell asleep... I used my mobile phone to record myself... ...I used to be fucking dreaming... and I had very emotional dreams... but I didn't remember it at all when I woke up..."

"..."

After listening to Wu Xie's words, Xie Yuchen was silent, Wu Xie was also silent for a while, and then said again

"Xiao Hua...you said...would I also be...infected..."

"Infected? Infected with what?"

"The kind Chen Wenjin and Huo Ling infected..."

"How is it possible? Don't think about it. You grew up with your parents and grew up in Hangzhou. It is impossible to come into contact with those things."

"But how do you explain my symptoms that are almost the same as those of Zhang Qiling? I think my current situation is very similar to his, except that his situation is more serious, and I have forgotten too many things, and I just forgot some things that I have done. Dream... I think, I either have a mild infection, or the infection has not lasted for a long time."

"...If what you said is true, it shouldn't be because you have been infected for a short time, because you only started to have this condition ten years ago. But how did you get infected? You should have been in Hangzhou when you were young .”

"I don't know, but..."

"Wu Xie, I don't think that's the case. No matter how you calculate it, you can't be infected. Don't scare yourself. You can convert the video tape to the computer and pass it to me."

"Well, I'll find someone to deal with it tomorrow, and then I'll pass it on to you. Go to bed first."

"Ah."

"Wait, why did the blind man answer the phone just now? What is he doing in your room so late?"

"... talk about things."

Xie Yuchen's tone was a bit weird, Wu Xie rubbed his head and said with concern

"What are you talking about so late? Go to bed early and don't work too hard."

"...You too, rest early, I'm dead, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Xie couldn't calm down. Although what Xie Yuchen said was reasonable, he couldn't have the chance to be infected with those things.First of all, he had no chance to get in touch with that organization. Secondly, that kind of thing should also be a very precious thing, and it can't be used on a person casually.Now is not the time to think about these, Wu Xie is more concerned about those videotapes about him, why is he being monitored?

Then Wu Xie didn't care that it was the middle of the night, and directly called Wang Meng to ask him to find Xiao Hai, convert all the video tapes in his study into the computer, and then pass them to Xie Yuchen.

After sleeping for a whole day, Wu Xie couldn't fall asleep either, so he simply changed his clothes and prepared to leave.Knowing too many things at once, Wu Xie's head hurts badly, he wants to go back to Wushanju to rest and relax, maybe he can think of something.Wang Meng, who was awakened by Wu Xie, handed over the things he arranged to the six sons, and then insisted on going back with Wu Xie. Recently, there have been so many situations and being followed by others. He dare not let Wu Xie grow up alone. He wandered outside at night, so he insisted on going back with Wu Xie.

After Wu Xie took over Wu Sansheng's business, although he moved to Wu Sansheng's place to live, Wushanju was still open. He just sent a guy to take care of some small businesses. He didn't want to run it by himself. The shop was closed, and he did return there occasionally for a break.Wang Meng drove Wu Xie back to Wu Shanju. He stayed in the shop as before, and Wu Xie was upstairs in his former bedroom.

Wu Xie flipped through the Jurchen translated texts stored in the phone, and an ashtray that was almost overflowing was in hand.No matter how many times Wu Xie has seen it, as long as Wu Xie thinks that Zhang Qiling is being watched and controlled by those people, unstoppable anger will emerge from Wu Xie's heart. Angrily, he puts the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray again, and puts The overflowing cigarette butts in the ashtray knocked off a few on the ground, Wu Xie casually took a few paper towels from the table, picked up the cigarette butts and threw them into the trash can beside him.

He lit a cigarette again, but just as the cigarette was brought to his mouth, Wu Xie stopped. He held the cigarette in his hand and looked around his room. Will often come back to help him clean.Wu Xie stood up and went to the window to close the curtains. On the bedside table was a small desk lamp that Wu Xie had refitted with an antique lampshade he had collected a long time ago. Next to the desk lamp was the remote control of the air conditioner.Then he went to the closet and opened it. There were a few changes of household clothes in the closet, which were hung in the closet in order from the inside to the outside.There are several staggered closets nailed to the wall facing the lower right corner at the end of the bed, inside which are some ancient books and small ornaments collected by Wu Xie.Below the wall cabinet are some small drawers, which contain some sundries.

The cigarette in Wu Xie's hand was burnt out. He looked at the small sofa he had just sat on. The small sofa was placed on the other side of the bed to ensure that the sunlight could shine on it when it came in from the window, but Wu Xie suddenly put the sofa in his hand. Throwing the cigarette butt to the sofa, he yelled in horror and took several steps back, until he backed up to the wall and supported the wall before falling to the ground.

"Boss! Boss! What happened?! Boss! Are you okay!"

Wang Meng's voice came from downstairs, and then he rushed upstairs quickly.Wu Xie forcibly calmed down his violent panting, Wang Meng pushed open the door that Wu Xie didn't close and rushed in anxiously.

"Boss, what's the matter?"

The terrified expression on Wu Xie's face had disappeared, and he looked at Wang Meng calmly.

"It's okay, I was burned by a cigarette just now."

"Then... You screamed so badly just now, isn't it because you were burned by a cigarette?"

Wang Meng complained in a low voice that Wu Xie was making a fuss, but Wu Xie heard it.

"Then it's okay if I burn you a few times with cigarette butts?"

"No...no! Boss, I'll go down first if you have nothing to do!"

Before Wu Xie got angry, Wang Meng closed the door of Wu Xie's room with his backhand and ran away.Wu Xie didn't pursue Wang Meng, but his hands that had been hidden behind his back trembled unnaturally.

Because Wu Xie suddenly discovered an extremely terrifying thing.

The furnishings in Wu Xie's room, the location of the objects, the sofa, the bedside table lamp, the remote control of the air conditioner, and even the locations of the books placed in the closet have not changed at all.Everything in the room is exactly the same as before.

Wu Xie will come back to live, and Wang Meng will come back to clean.And every time Wu Xie came back, he didn't touch the things in the house at all. He would read those books occasionally, or play with those antiques, or he would carry the ashtray around when he was smoking, and put it away. It's over.That boy Wang Meng wouldn't move things in his house casually, but even if he cleaned them, those things would always move, and it was impossible to put them in the same place.

Moreover, many familiar and strange images suddenly flashed in Wu Xie's mind. He remembered that when he was still living here, although he was not sloppy, he would put things around randomly.Wu Xie remembered that every time he woke up in the morning, some things seemed to be missing.He had never noticed this situation before, because he was too familiar with his own things, and it felt normal to put things in this room wherever he wanted, so he would not easily notice that there was something wrong.I don't know why now, some strange clips kept flashing through Wu Xie's mind.

Wu Xie really remembered that, in his clear memory, several times when he got up in the morning, the furnishings in the room became the same as the ones he was used to.However, the more you deliberately maintain a phenomenon, the more you will reveal something you want to cover up.Someone is deliberately erasing some traces in Wu Xie's room. Those traces... are likely to be what happened when Wu Xie slept at night, and some people don't want Wu Xie to know.Even... someone may be forcibly changing Wu Xie's life behavior, making him live according to the habits of a specific arrangement.People's habits are very strange. For example, where do you get cigarettes, where do you find an ashtray, and even where you can take out tissues are unique habits of each person, and each person's habits are different.This situation is the same as when Wu Xie went to the university library to search for information. He suspected that he had been there because he put the information aside after reading it. The location of the information was simply his own. Generally placed by hand.

Looking back now, if someone really deliberately erased something in his room, it must be to forcefully change his living habits, so that his habits are the same as someone, and that person should be Qi Yu.Or, even Qi Yu is being forced to change his habits. The effect of these is to make Wu Xie and Qi Yu completely indistinguishable.

But now Wu Xie was sure that he would dream at night, and would walk by himself or be sent to be watched in the secret room downstairs of his third uncle.Then, I may still have sleepwalking, and sleepwalking may mess up the things in the house and create some strange traces. If no one erases these traces, Wu Xie may find some suspicious points.But, who is so capable and able to enter his room so easily and erase these traces?Could it be that mysterious organization, what is their purpose for doing this?

More and more mysteries surrounded Wu Xie, and he was exhausted under pressure, but he couldn't fall down.After quietly looking at the situation in the room for a while, Wu Xie suddenly walked quickly to the closet, then squatted down and opened one of the drawers below, pulled the whole drawer out and put it aside, and reached into the wall to feel for something.Wu Xie's expression suddenly moved strangely, and he slowly withdrew his hand from the wall.

At this time, Wu Xie actually held a jade flute in his hand.A very old jade flute with excellent color.

There is a hidden compartment behind Wu Xie's drawer. When he was decorating this room, the decorator accidentally knocked out a big hole in the wall when he was finishing the work. Wu Xie didn't ask the decorator to fill the hole, but After the decorator left, I bought tools and built a hidden compartment here, and then bought a set of wall cabinets and drawers to block the hidden compartment here.He sometimes put some more valuable things in it, but since he started to go to the field with Wu Sansheng, Wu Xie seldom came back most of the time, and he never put things in there again.As for this hidden space, Wu Xie can be sure that no second person will know about it.Now he actually took out such a valuable jade flute from the inside, Wu Xie really couldn't figure out when he put the things in it, and where did he get this jade flute.

It would be impossible to say that he sleepwalked to get this jade flute and then put it in. In that case, it would have been taken away by the person who secretly monitored and erased his life traces.

Wu Xie checked this jade flute repeatedly. The jade flute was about a foot long, with transparent water color and warm texture. He held it in his hand and stroked it carefully. For no reason, Wu Xie liked this jade flute very much.He doesn't know how to play the flute, otherwise he would definitely try the sound effect of this flute, it must be very melodious and pleasant.But since he found it in his secret compartment, it must be his own. Wu Xie happily took the jade flute and put the drawer back to its original position. He was going to take the jade flute back and keep it for himself.Standing up, Wu Xie's finger that was scrubbing the jade flute suddenly felt some marks on the end of the jade flute, like a notch of something, he picked up the flute and put it in front of his eyes, there was indeed something engraved on the end of the flute, he leaned closer When he saw it, his eyes suddenly widened, his whole face was full of shock, doubt and a touch of fear, and he just froze in place for a long time without moving.