ID number 019

He ran a few steps to the east, turned his head with a dark face, he rudely carried the painter on his shoulder, swearing, this fucking guy is full of bones, it hurt his shoulder.

"Damn it, it's too late, go to the attic!" Xiangdong rushed in with the painter on his shoulder.

The door of the inn was opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man came out first, followed by Widow Zhou.

The middle-aged man was dressed richly and wore a black felt hat. His face and expression were a bit blurred, and the finger ring on his thumb was red like blood.

An old servant stood at the bottom of the steps. When he saw the middle-aged man coming out, he took something out of his arms.

In the small attic opposite the inn, looking eastward, he saw that thing with a strange expression.

That is an umbrella.

The old servant opened the umbrella and raised it above the middle-aged man's head, his movements were very cautious.

Squint your eyes to the east, it’s not raining anymore, why use an umbrella.

His eyes fell on the umbrella surface, which looked soft and delicate.

Widow Zhou sent the master and servant away. She didn't go back to the inn immediately, but stood there holding the lantern.

I don't know how long it took, dozens of seconds or two or three minutes, Widow Zhou raised her head.

The face is facing the attic.

He took a half step back to the east in the dark, his broad shoulders were slightly arched, and the muscles in his body were tense. He lowered his sharp brows, like a black panther ready to go.

Widow Zhou didn't move, nor looked away.

She held the white lantern in her hand, illuminating a small piece of road in front of her, giving off a cold feeling that pierced into the flesh and blood.

Something was stuck, a drop of sweat rolled down from Xiangdong's forehead, and was about to be buried in his temples, he raised his hand to wipe it off, just when his endurance was about to reach its limit and he wanted to show up, Widow Zhou turned around Back to the inn.

Glaring to the east, did the girls notice him?

He stretched out his legs and kicked the painter on the ground: "Dead or not? Make a sound."

The painter took out the spray in his pocket, snarled at himself, and said lightly, "I sprained my ankle."

Xiang Dong rolled his eyes: "This is the first time I've seen a man sprain his feet."

Painter silent.

"But it's only on the second floor, with such a small height, you can sprain your ankles, I'm really convinced." Xiang Dong said and looked opposite, the door of the inn was closed, and the street was quiet, he Scratching his scalp, "Then what's going on now?"

"The back door is closed. I can turn it in. You can't. If I take you through it, I can't. You choose a place by yourself."

Xiang Dong said, "Why don't I go in first and then open the door for you."

The painter pondered: "It is taboo to open the door at this point, I will go to Yang Erzhu's house."

"It's not too far to take a small road." Xiangdong fumbled in his pocket, without cigarettes or a lighter, his Adam's apple with a big core rolled, "You limped over?"

The painter thought for a moment: "It doesn't work, I have to trouble Brother Dong to carry me again."

Xiangdong laughed a few times sarcastically: "Then you sprayed a fucking spray just now."

He said impatiently: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I've gained a lot tonight. I'm going to find Chen Yang later. Get up quickly and get up yourself!"

Xiangdong carried the painter to Yang Erzhu's house, the white cat nestled on the bed, breathing a lot stronger, and opened its eyes.

After the painter was settled down, he sprayed his body indiscriminately at the first time. After using up a spray bottle, he took off the disposable gloves, grabbed a few small diamonds from his backpack and put them on the table.

Xiang Dong saw the painter's mind, and he accepted it bluntly.

The painter was relieved, and after what happened with Sun and his party, he was very afraid of getting involved with the workers.

Especially in terms of human relations, it is best to use diamonds to solve them.

He has nothing but diamonds.

Going over the wall to the east and returning to the inn, he rubbed his nose, there was a smell of something being cooked in the air, and the smell was also in the town, but it was scattered, not sure where it came from, and he was on his way, so he Didn't pay much attention.

The space in the yard is small, the smell is a bit strong, and it is easy to distinguish the location.

Xiangdong was hungry, he smelled the smell and went to the door of Chen Yang's room, halfway through knocking, the door opened.

When Chen Yang opened the door, the smell of cooked meat came from behind him. Just as Xiang Dong wanted to ask him what kind of small stove he had turned on in the middle of the night, he saw a face covered with blisters.

Xiangdong has a mild concentration phobia, and under the intense visual impact, he churns around.

"What the hell..."

Xiangdong crossed the threshold and saw the situation in the room clearly, his low growl suddenly got stuck in his throat.

There were four people lying on the ground.

The one with blisters on his face was Old Wu. His eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly open, and his chest didn't heave. He was obviously dead.

The flesh of Qian Han's entire right hand was rotten, and there was no good part of the exposed skin of the big-eyed girl, as if it had been boiled, Zhuzhu was not injured, the clothes of the three of them were all wet, and the surrounding ground was muddy.

They were all unconscious.

The breathing of the first two is weaker than the other.

Chen Yang's back was pressed against the door, and his head hurt a little. After the rain stopped, he immediately pulled Chao Jian to see other people. The doors of every room were locked from the inside, and he kicked them open forcibly.

When it was raining, Chen Yang heard the screams of three teammates. He was mentally prepared, but when he kicked open the door... the scene in front of him still made him shudder.

Xiang Dong grabbed the milk slices on the table, ignored Chao Jian's cold eyes, and ate three in one go, the smell of meat in his breath was washed away by the smell of milk. "Why isn't that kid Ge Fei here?" Xiang Dong realized that the number was wrong.

"Missing." Chen Yang pursed his lips. Ge Fei should have left the inn before it rained, and he would not know until Qian Han, who was in the same room with him, woke up.

And Zhuzhu and Big Eyed Girl, what happened in their room, and why Zhuzhu couldn't wake up without any damage.

Xiang Dong asked again, "Where are the two women?"

Chen Yang said, "They're fine."

Xiang Dong glanced at the state of old Wu's death, and thought of the dead fish, the more he looked more like it, he endured his nausea and retreated to the window, asking Chen Yang what was going on.

Chen Yang's explanation was very short, and the reality is indeed like that, short and scary.

"It started to rain suddenly," Chen Yang said, "They opened the window."

Xiangdong's face twitched: "Damn, open a window and it will be boiled. Rain is boiled water? The curse of nature?"

Chen Yang was absent-minded: "Maybe."

"What the hell are these things? I knew it was raining, and there was lightning and thunder, and I..." Xiang Dong guessed something, stopped talking, and his face changed again and again.

Chen Yang's expression also changed: "That rain has something to do with you?"

Xiang Dong raised his eyebrows and said: "Let's talk about it later, let's take the three on the ground to the pharmacy first."

"It's not time to open the two doors of the inn. If you want to get out, you have to climb over the wall." Chen Yang said.

"Then you throw them out from the courtyard wall, and I'll pick them up." Xiang Dong cursed twice after finishing speaking, "No, when I came back, I saw white lanterns hanging in the pharmacy, and the doctor in the town died."

Chen Yang was not surprised, he sat beside Chao Jian and looked down at the three dead bodies on the ground.

When he found them, Chen Yang quickly fetched water from the well and watered them thoroughly. He poured them ten times non-stop, and then moved them here one by one.

Chen Yang can only do these things, nothing else.

"Let's talk about the rain." Chen Yang looked directly at Xiangdong.

Xiangdong went to his room to get a cigarette and returned. He lit the cigarette and took a few puffs vigorously. His lungs were filled with the smell of nicotine.

"cough!"

Xiangdong was coughing due to the smell of smoke, he smoked in a muffled voice, and his entire face was soon covered with smoke.

Through Xiangdong's reaction, Chen Yang confirmed that the rain had something to do with him, and something on the second floor of the inn.

Xiangdong seemed to be having a hard time digesting that he was the cause of this incident, and he was still organizing his words.

Chen Yang didn't urge him, his eyes looked at the ground, and he stretched his hand to the side. He wanted to touch Chao Jian's crutch, but his fingertips felt warmth.

Not a crutch.

It's Chao Jane's little finger.

Chao Jian looked at Chen Yang expressionlessly.

Chen Yang was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other for a few moments, Chen Yang silently removed the circled hands, and grabbed the crutch by Chao Jian's hand as if nothing had happened.

Staring at the two people on the bed to the east, my heart was in a mess, and I was going to be stuffed with dog food, please get lost.

Seeing what Chen Yang saw, Xiang Dong straightened his expression and explained the cause of the rain.

Chen Yang fell into silence, he really didn't expect this to happen.

Xiang Dong didn't expect that, he squatted down, bit the cigarette between his teeth, and pressed the nails of both hands to the back of his head: "I just covered my eyeballs, so I didn't know it would pour boiling water."

Chen Yang asked Xiang Dong for a cigarette, he walked to the door, stood in a position away from Chao Jian and started smoking.

Xiangdong got a lot of information from the painter on the second floor.

The most important thing is the two eyeballs at the top of the stairs. After they were covered, a natural disaster befell the town, and the heads of the two families rushed to the inn.

It had rained like this before, and they knew what this disaster meant.

So they messed up.

Chen Yang couldn't help thinking of the old man with the bamboo basket on his back. She said that the Qi's Inn was running well, and all those who came to the town to do business lived there.

In fact, it stands to reason that there are restaurants in the town and housing is also provided, and merchants do not have only one choice.

Chen Yang now knows the reason why they only live in this inn.

Something is on the second floor.

Xiangdong discovered this secret by mistake.

Chen Yang pointed to the small notebook and pen on the table, and asked Xiang Dong to draw the pattern embedded in the stairs.

Xiang Dong said: "There is nothing to draw." He smoked, "It's just two eyeballs, not eyes, but eyeballs."

Chen Yang tried to figure it out: "Is it human or animal?"

"I can't tell." Xiang Dong said, "When I went upstairs with the painter, I felt like there were eyes watching us."

The smoke on Chen Yang's fingertips trembled: "Is it the eyeball on the wall?"

Xiang Dong said, "Those eyes are facing the aisle."

Chen Yang thought of a possibility, and his scalp went numb in an instant: "The eyeballs are living things, they can turn."

"No," Xiangdong licked his lips, "it must have looked downstairs at that time."

Chen Yang returned to the bed unconsciously.

Xiang Dong's eyes were shining brightly: "When the eyeballs are covered, they will be covered with boiling water. What will happen if you pick them out?"

Chen Yang shook his head, he wanted to hear Chao Jian's opinion, so he said to Jian: "No."

"..."

Chen Yang didn't chat with Xiang Dong for a while, and Old Wu's body disappeared.

Qian Han, Big Eyed Girl, and Zhuzhu didn't wake up.

The breath of the big-eyed girl sometimes disappears.

Chen Yang was going to find Widow Zhou, he said to Chao Jian: "You wait for me in the room."

Chao Jian leaned on crutches and got up.

Seeing that he wanted to follow, Chen Yang followed him.

The courtyard was so quiet that the night sky was still dark and dark. Chen Yang looked around and saw that Widow Zhou was always elusive, but she suddenly appeared. He took a deep breath and took in a mouthful of turbid air.

"Xiangdong, do you know which room she lives in?"

Xiang Dong was taken aback: "I don't know."

Chen Yang didn't know either, he tugged at Jian: "What about you?"

Chao Jian said, "Find one room at a time."

That means he didn't pay attention either.

Chen Yang searched all the rooms in the backyard, but there was no sign of Widow Zhou: "Is it on the second floor?"

"Not on the second floor." Xiang Dong said firmly, "She lives in the backyard."

Chen Yang: "...that's really a hell."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yang's shoulder was buckled and turned aside, and Chao Jian's impatient tone was heard in his ear: "Go over."

"Isn't that a house?" Chen Yang asked, his footsteps were already approaching there.

"In that kind of corner, there are nine out of ten people who put firewood." Xiangdong followed behind.

Chen Yang pushed open the small wooden door, held his breath and took a photo with his phone.

In the next second, his whole body froze.

In the small and cold room, a photo frame was hung on the wall facing him, and inside was a black and white photo.

The woman in the photo has beautiful eyebrows and soft eyes.

"The widow is a ghost!" Xiang Dong knocked the door to the inside.

Chen Yang's body was shrouded in coolness, and his hands shaking while holding the phone, he found that the woman in the photo was exactly the same as the ones he had seen in the past few days, whether it was her hair in a bun or the front of her gown.

Should have thought of it long ago.

When Chen Yang was in the attic that day and saw her standing by the side of the road with a lantern, like a guide, he felt a terrifying sense of disobedience.

She must be the one who guides Old Wu.

Chen Yang's heartbeat stopped suddenly, and every inch of the photo on the town's population registration form was black and white, and his heartbeat that had stopped began to jump wildly.

Chen Yang quickly searched for Widow Zhou's registration form on his mobile phone.

As soon as Xiang Dong turned his head, he cursed "Fuck", the blue light of the phone screen reflected Chen Yang's face, like a ghost.

It didn't take long for Chen Yang to find the one-inch photo of Widow Zhou, which was the same as the one on her portrait.

Xiang Dong frowned: "Everyone in the town is dead?"

"I don't know." Chen Yang shook his head.

"The folk customs in the town are very old, and the widows living here will definitely be talked about and covered with chastity archways." Xiangdong used his not-so-rich brain cells, "That girl is the daughter-in-law of the Qi family, and anyone in the back kitchen dares to be Looking at her face and giving her a supercilious look, it means that the Qi family doesn't like her very much."

In Chen Yang's mind, he recalled what the old man with the bamboo basket said, that there are many gossips in front of the widow's house.

In fact, he asked Chao Jian about Widow Zhou, but the townspeople avoided talking about it.

"Her portrait hangs in this musty-smelling little firewood room, which means that she died here during her lifetime."

Xiang Dong grabbed Chen Yang's arm: "So, those people in the back kitchen are all dead, damn it, we eat meals made by dead people every day!"

Chen Yang looked at the woman in the portrait, and unconsciously shifted his gaze to her slightly curved lips, as if she was about to open her mouth to speak in a second.

So weird.

Chen Yang didn't look any further, he called Xiang Dong out, and closed the door with his cold fingers.

"Three gentlemen, what are you doing here?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

It's Widow Zhou!

A chilly air crawled up Chen Yang's back, he didn't turn his head immediately, but tilted his head slightly, and first took a look from the corner of his eye.Chen Yang turned around only when he realized that the woman had long hair covering her face.

Widow Zhou was carrying a lantern, wearing a blue gown, rag shoes, and her face was pale.

Xiangdong and Chaojian didn't make a sound, Chen Yang could only go up by himself, he twitched his stiff mouth: "Boss lady, we are looking for you..."

Widow Zhou interrupted him: "What's the matter?"

Chen Yang said that three of his friends were burnt and were in urgent need of medical treatment.

Widow Zhou said, "The doctor passed away."

Chen Yang was anxious: "Is there anything else..."

"No more, I can't keep busy, and I can't protect myself." Widow Zhou interrupted Chen Yang again, "I have some medicine here, for burns, you can use it."

Chen Yang hurriedly said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, the medicine can only make them live a few more days." Widow Zhou turned around with a lantern in her hand, and walked across the corner step by step.

A faint voice came from the darkness.

"Living for a few more days is also a kind of suffering. It is better to die than to resign yourself to fate. It may not be a good thing to get rid of it early."

Chen Yang heard the calmness in those words, and behind that calmness was endless desolation.

"She appoints it herself, and hopes that others will be like her." Xiang Dong snorted.

Chen Yang asked in a low voice to Chao Jian who was knocking on the crutches: "Is she the ghost in the small attic?"

"The taste is different." Chao Jian said.

"No." Chen Yang rubbed the back of his sweaty neck. Many people died in the town, and there were many ghosts. It's not normal.

This is the world of missions. The appearance of ghosts is arranged according to rules, and each has its own role.

Widow Zhou brought the medicine, and Chen Yang called Miss Qiao and Xiang Zimu to his room and asked them to help apply the medicine to the big-eyed girl.

Big Eyed Girl was badly hurt and had to undress.

Ms. Qiao readily agreed, and took over the job of applying medicine to Qian Han, without feeling sick at all.

Xiang Zimu looked at Chen Yang, his black and white eyes were like a mirror, reflecting his anxiety and seriousness: "Are you going out?"

"Well, go to Luanshi Valley." Chen Yang briefly talked about some new developments, and Ms. Qiao and Xiang Zimu's reactions were mediocre.

His eyes darkened, these two women...

A man who seems to sleep in the town every day, and a man who goes out early and returns late at night, all of them are the type who act alone. How much information did they find, and they didn't share it with everyone?

Chen Yang forcibly suppressed the depression and powerlessness that came up. Fortunately, he has a partner and acquaintances, so he won't have to fight alone on this task.

Something cold and hard touched Chen Yang's arm, and he held it subconsciously.

Chao Jian let Chen Yang hold the cane tightly, he lowered his eyes to look at the other party, and said lightly: "Let's go."

Chen Yang called Xiang Dong, who turned his head suddenly: "Ms. Xiang, are you going with us?"

Xiang Zimu didn't seem to expect him to say that, and he was taken aback before saying: "We need guards here."

Chen Yang nodded: "Then please and Ms. Qiao." He said seriously again, "Ge Fei is missing, if he comes back, be careful."

The back door cannot be opened, only over the wall.Xiang Dong wanted Chen Yang to go there first, he was going to squat down by himself, and let Chao Jian step on his shoulders.

Chen Yang was well aware of his partner's temper, so he rejected Xiang Dong's proposal: "You go over there, I'll do it for him."

Xiang Dong pointed for a long time but could not utter a word, playing with crutches when he had nothing to do, and playing with crutches when he had something to do, in fact, Chao Jian who wanted to play with Chen Yang the most said: "He is ten centimeters taller than you, he looks skinny and naked, he is like tendon meat, you can bear it ?”

"You don't need to worry about it." Chen Yang waved his hand, "Hurry up, those people might already be in the Stone Valley."

Spit to the east, and quickly climbed over the wall.

Chen Yang squatted down by the wall: "Chao Jian, come up and step on me."

No response.

Chen Yang urged: "Hurry up."

The sound of crutches stopped beside him, and the sound of breathing above his head was rough and heavy.

Chen Yang said: "It's okay, you can step on it, the wall is much shorter than the ancestral hall in Laoji Village, I can... hiss, you step on both feet in one go, don't dawdle, the more you dawdle, my physical strength will be weaker." cross……"

"Stop talking!" Chao Jian stepped on Chen Yang's shoulder, his knuckles turned white, and his whole face was tense to the extreme, as if he was the one suffering the force.

Chen Yang grasped the two legs on the shoulders, and slowly stood up. His lower body was fairly stable, and he didn't wobble much.

"Have you reached the wall?" Chen Yang gasped.

Chao Jian threw her crutches to the other side of the wall, while Xiang Dong was looking up, he was hit right on the ground, and the pain made him fly into a rage.

"Can you do it?" Chen Yang's face was covered with sweat.

Chao Jian climbed up to the wall with his hands, and dug his neatly manicured nails in. He did a pull-up on Chen Yang's shoulders and jumped up easily.

Chen Yang felt the agility of Chao Jian's body, and he thought to himself, when the other party's left leg is completely healed, they can try their legs and feet.

"Come up." The person on the wall shouted to Jane.

Chen Yang kicked up the courtyard wall with a run-up, and his pupils were gradually enlarged slender fingers. He wanted to tell his partner that he didn't need to pull at this height.

However, before he could say anything, Chen Yang grabbed the hand and was pulled up by a strong force.

Chao Jian and Chen Yang sat facing each other on the wall, with their legs crossed, their moist and hot breath blending from time to time.

One has the smell of tobacco in its breath, and the other has a strong smell of smoke and milk.

Chen Yang jumped down after a few seconds of slowing down. He turned his back to Chao Jian on the wall and said, "Come down slowly, step on me..."

"Turn around." Chao Jian said, "Catch me."

Chen Yang: "..."

"Brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it." He jumped at Jian Jian and quickly opened his arms.

Xiang Dong stared at Chao Jian, who was about to jump into Chen Yang's arms, the fuck, the moves were not heavy, he stomped his crutches on the ground to vent his anger.

I'm gone, I can stop watching it.

Stone Valley is outside the town, to the southeast.

At around two o'clock in the morning, Chen Yang, Chao Jian, and Xiang Dong searched for their destination based on these two pieces of information.

The town was scalded and scarred by that rain.

Chen Yang thought as he walked, it was raining in the middle of the night, and everyone in the town was asleep at this point, otherwise he didn't know how many people would be scalded to death.

Xiangdong inadvertently covered his eyeballs, the "balance" created by the big family to conceal their selfish desires was broken, and what happened to Luanshi Valley had something to do with the curse.

When the rain was over, there must have been some sort of butterfly effect in town.

Haven't seen it yet.

Chen Yang's eyes flicked over the white lanterns in front of the house, he thought of the one of Widow Zhou, and thought of the few instructions the other party had said.

Two of them are: don't go to the second floor of the inn, the merchants have a bad temper, the Zhu family and the Yun family in the town are two big families, they don't like outsiders, so it's best not to stay in front of their house.

At the beginning, Chen Yang knew that there were clues hidden in the instructions, but he couldn't figure it out.

After this rain, clues surfaced.

Widow Zhou is a ghost. For some reason, she was caught between the big family and the merchants after her death, but her position was not firm.

Her exhortation is both a warning and a reminder.

They are not allowed to go to the second floor, but they are actually hoped to pass.

There is evidence for Chen Yang to think so.

When it rained, Widow Zhou, as an insider, must have known that someone had touched her eyeball at the top of the stairs.

But when she went up to the second floor, she didn't check each room, it was obvious that the water was leaking.

Chen Yang thought, maybe it was Widow Zhou who helped Xiangdong and the painter deal with that group of people.

"Chen Yang," Xiang Dong called out, "What does Yijiazi mean?"

"60 years." Chen Yang brought back his scattered thoughts, "One Jiazi represents 60 years."

"The fish with the name appeared in the town 60 years ago?" Walking east, staring at the surroundings, "Or, if you snatch 60 years of life, there will be a mark."

Chen Yang said, "It's all possible."

If he remembers correctly, 60 represents a cycle, and if 60 years of life are captured, there will be a mark, so it may be a circle?

"Woooo..."

There was a girl crying from the door of a house in front, and there was another girl lying on the ground.

Chen Yang had only seen a female ghost not long ago, and he was a little apprehensive towards women at night: "Xiangdong, you..."

"I'm not going." Xiang Dong yelled, and then said irritably, "The one on the ground is familiar."

"Go and have a look." Chen Yang hesitated for a while, and pulled towards Jane.

Xiangdong stared at the backs of the two of them: "What's there to see, haven't the three in the room seen enough?"

The girl at the door had disheveled hair and was out of breath from crying.

Chen Yang didn't get too close, he asked if he needed help.

"Who are you?" The girl seemed unable to see the three men in front of the house.

Chen Yang held up his mobile phone, and took a photo on himself, Chao Jian, and Xiang Dong: "We are foreigners living in Qi's Inn, and you are on the ground..."

"My brother." The girl cried, "It's my brother, please save him, please—"

She crawled in front of Chen Yang, clutching his trouser legs tightly: "Sir, sir, please help my brother!"

Chen Yang said: "Your brother's condition is not very good, but we are not doctors, so we cannot save him."

"Oh, what to do, what to do then," the girl crawled back, crying bitterly while hugging the dead body on the ground, "It's my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have woken up my brother and asked him to come out and help me collect my clothes , I don’t know that the rain is hot, why is it like this, brother! brother! brother!”

Xiang Dong rubbed his face indiscriminately, he strode forward, pressed his palm on the top of the girl's head, and said three words in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

After speaking, he left.

Even though covering his eyeballs was an unintentional act, the root cause was a curse, and the rain was a punishment caused by a transaction under the stink of human nature, he still said he was sorry, he had always acted recklessly, and he said it as soon as he said it.

Chen Yang sighed: "Let's go."

Hearing the girl's "Brother", Chen Yang thought of his younger sister, and he blurted out to Chao Jian who was the same age as his younger sister: "Do you want to carry you?"

Chao Jian stared at him for a while: "Not now, wait."

Chen Yang: "..."

After walking for a short distance, Chen Yang was about to change his hand to hold the phone, when the back of his head suddenly felt cold.

Something seems wrong.

what is it then……

Chen Yang turned to look at Chao Jian, who also looked down at him.

The moment the four eyes met, Chen Yang knew something was wrong.

The girl cried for a long time, but didn't blink once!

Chen Yang tugged at Jian and turned his head. He looked at the girl at the door and called dryly, "Sister."

"Sir, can you save my brother?"

The girl brushed away her messy hair, sobbed and looked at Chen Yang, her eyes had no eyelids, and the eyeballs were completely exposed.