ghost stories

Moving is not a difficult task for Lu Yuan. The total amount of clothes is only two boxes, plus quilts and daily necessities, including the juicer and microwave oven, which can be solved by a pickup truck.

However, the weather was already a bit hot. After packing up, Lu Yuan was already sweating. He took off his clothes and stood under the shower head in the bathroom.The only advantage of this house is that the landlord draws the ground water himself, which is warm in winter and cool in summer without charging for water.

Lu Yuan checked the pendant hanging around his neck in the mirror, the rope should be changed.This is a cylindrical stone pendant, translucent light yellow, the material is unknown, it does not look solid, there is something like liquid inside, no matter what the temperature is, it is always cold.He has always hung this pendant, and as long as he can remember, he has never taken it off except for changing the lanyard.

When he was young, he naively guessed that this might be a keepsake left by his parents, and he couldn't lose it. He didn't even have a mole on his body, and if he wanted to recognize each other someday, maybe he could only rely on this pendant.

But after so many years, he almost forgot about this original idea, but he habitually didn't want to take it off, as if it was a part of his body, if it wasn't there, his heart would be lost.Now he firmly believes that this is a bomb left by aliens on the earth, and one day it will be detonated, and he will be consummated.

He felt much more comfortable after taking a bath. Although it was a bit too cold to take a bath with underground water in April, he still enjoyed the numbness after taking a bath.

The avatar of Peng Anbang on the computer was jumping, and when Lu Yuan clicked on it, he sent another voice request to come over.Peng Anbang is his colleague, a standard nerd. He analyzes data in front of the computer during work hours and writes novels in front of the computer during off work hours. Without the Internet, he is like a drug addict who has lost his fans. He communicates with almost everyone online. It is useless. His father counted on his grand ideal of governing the country in Anbang.

"Looking for me?" Lu Yuan put on the headset and asked.

"I'm going to collect music next week, will you go?" Peng Anbang said excitedly.

Lu Yuan had no interest in Peng Anbang's so-called collection of folk songs. He just went to small villages in the countryside to listen to folk history or ghost stories told by old men and women, and then edited them and put them on the Internet to scare young girls.

"Don't go." Lu Yuan wanted to say that if you want to listen to these things, why don't I take you to find Meng Fanyu, and you can improve your level by going to his collection.

"It's different this time. It's an opera troupe. It hasn't existed for many years. We need to set up a stage to sing opera."

Peng Anbang didn't give up, and continued to lobby. Lu Yuan didn't want to go, so he went by himself.But this time is different. What he wants to see is a custom in Liyuan in the late Qing Dynasty, called Potai, which basically disappeared by the 30s.He had only seen this kind of statement in books before, but he couldn't explain exactly how to operate it. He only knew that if he broke the platform successfully, he could see ghosts.

He wanted to see it with his own eyes, but he was a little nervous, so he wanted to lure Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan dealt with the dead all day long, and he didn't believe in ghosts and ghosts. With him around, he could be more courageous.

"You want to listen to an opera?" Lu Yuan was a little amused, this person always confuses Huangmei Opera and Peking Opera, and this meeting will drag him to go to the troupe to gather folk songs.

"Potai, do you understand, Potai! You have to come with me this time no matter what, don't you have compensatory rest next week? I beg you, come with me once."

"Broken platform? It's all broken and there's nothing to see...let's go after the new platform is repaired."

"In a word, you go or not!" Peng Anbang was anxious, and shouted, which made Lu Yuan's earphones sizzling.

"Go, go, okay, where are you going?" Lu Yuan pulled the earphones away from his ears. He had never seen Peng Anbang like this, so he just went. He had three days off in lieu. He hadn't thought of anything to do anyway.

"Is it inconvenient for you now?" Peng Anbang didn't answer, and suddenly asked without thinking.

"What's the inconvenience?"

"It's inconvenient to talk," Peng Zhibang laughed, and lowered his voice mysteriously, "You can, how long have you been divided, and make another one?"

"What's another one?" Lu Yuan made him say it inexplicably, and couldn't recover for a while, where is this?

"I heard it all. Is there a woman in your room?"

"woman?"

Lu Yuan was stunned, and looked back at his room. It was such a big place that he could see it all without turning his head 90 degrees. It was clear at a glance. There was a wardrobe, a bed, a refrigerator, plus two boxes on the ground, let alone There are no women, mother mice or children.

"I've heard it all, don't play dumb with me, it's too dishonest." Peng Anbang continued.

"What did you hear?"

"There's a woman laughing, right next to you, fuck, you can really pretend." Peng Anbang was a little upset, it is said that Lu Yuan and Xu Jiayin have been separated for a few months, and it is not normal to find a new girlfriend. What is there to hide?

"I'd like to find someone for me, I'm really alone." Lu Yuan felt that he should introduce a girlfriend to Peng Anbang when he had time, and he started to hear hallucinations all day long in front of the computer.

"Really? It's strange..." Peng Anbang said something in a daze. Lu Yuan's tone was very calm, and it really didn't sound like he was lying.

"I'll move soon, so I won't chat with you. Just call me when you go next week." Lu Yuan looked at the time, and the friend who called to help carry the luggage should be here soon, and he still needs to pack the computer.

"...Okay." Peng Anbang hesitated and wanted to say something, but Lu Yuan had already disconnected the voice.

Turning off the chat interface, Lu Yuan stretched his waist. The good weekend sleep time is used to move, and it takes most of the day when he is busy, so depressed.As he stood up, he reached for the earphones.

As soon as his hand touched the earphone, Lu Yuan froze.

A woman's laughter came clearly from the earphones.

"Bang brother?" Lu Yuan asked Mai, but there was no sound, and Peng Anbang's head was already gray.

Lu Yuan took off the earphones and put them on the table, thought for a while, then picked them up and listened again, but there was no sound.

Are auditory hallucinations contagious?He shook his head, he had never hallucinated, he wondered if he could conjure up such a real feeling, it was as clear as someone whispering in his ear.

There was indeed no one in the room, so he walked over and opened the door, poked his head out to look at the corridor, and there was no one there, dead silent.Lu Yuan cleared his throat and coughed dryly, but a woman did not come out from the corner of the stairs.

Disappointed, he went back into the room and closed the door.

As soon as he turned around, a string of faint but clearer laughter floated from behind, clinging to his neck.

Lu Yuan is an atheist. He believes that all the ghosts and gods in the world are just to find a sustenance for the innate and irreversible fear in people's hearts.

But at this moment, his scalp was really numb.He turned around abruptly on conditioned reflex, and slashed out with his hand, but he just slammed on the door panel with great force, making a loud noise.He couldn't help frowning, it hurt.

After the loud bang, the laughter, which was more real than the pain he felt in his hand, disappeared, and there was only the monotonous hum of the computer case in the room.

Lu Yuan walked around the room, took a look in the bathroom, and then took out his mobile phone to call Meng Fanyu.

"I'll go find you tomorrow morning, leave me an hour."

"it is good."

With nothing to say, Lu Yuan hung up the phone.

Holding the phone, Meng Fanyu was a little surprised, not because of Lu Yuan's call, but because of the restlessness in Lu Yuan's tone.He didn't ask Lu Yuan why he made the appointment, but just dialed the inside line at the front desk: "Xiaoman, all appointments for tomorrow morning will be cancelled."

"all?"

"all."

Lu Yuan only made an appointment for an hour. In fact, he only needs to cancel one appointment, but he also faintly feels that one hour can't solve the problem. If Lu Yuan is willing to cooperate...

He closed his eyes and pressed the space between his eyebrows, have you noticed something?

Meng Fanyu lit a cigarette, opened the drawer, and took out a leather-bound book from the innermost interlayer. The book looked dilapidated and looked a bit old.He flipped through the pages and stopped on one page.

It is a painting on it, drawn with a brush, the color has faded to a bit gray with age.

The painting is a small cylindrical bottle with a hole at one end like a pendant.

"Is this it?" Han Xu parked the car on the side of the road and pushed Lu Yuan who was sleeping in the co-pilot.As soon as he got in the car and reported his destination, he immediately fell asleep, and even the bumps and bumps along the way didn't wake him up.

Han Xu pushed him several times before Lu Yuan opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze: "Is it there?"

"It's here. Did you not sleep yesterday? You can sleep like this in half an hour," Han Xu pointed out the car window, "Is this the courtyard?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before." Lu Yuan glanced outside, Qijiayuanzi No. 19 is the same as the house number reported to him by the landlord, "This is it."

He was the landlord who contacted directly after seeing the rental information on the Internet, and only asked about the location of the house and supporting facilities.This is the old town, and the houses are almost in the vicissitudes of life. He didn't even bother to come and see it, but he just fell in love with it. It's not far from their unit. It's three stops away. The landlord introduced that there are four direct bus lines. If you just take the side road, you can walk 15 minutes to go.

However, after getting out of the car, Lu Yuan was still shocked. He really didn't expect that behind Zhongshan Road, which is the most prosperous punctuation point in the city, there is such a large area of ​​old-fashioned buildings that are incompatible with the modern atmosphere.

Qiyuanzi, this is the first time I have heard of this road name, it may be a certain village in the suburbs before the city expanded, this is quite common, he remembered that there is a place in the city center called Chaoyang Village.

No. 19 is a square-shaped four-story building with a patio. From the outside of the yard, you can see a water well in the middle of the patio. There is also a coffee table made of a big tree stump, with a set of Gongfu tea stuff on it.

Very good, Lu Yuan likes to be quiet, this patio looks good.

Han Xu is not a local, so he turned around to study after getting off the car, and uttered a few sour words such as "the loneliness behind the prosperity".

Lu Yuan called the landlord, and after a while, he saw a middle-aged woman walking out of the yard, wearing sandals with a pair of broken sides, who looked a thousand miles away from Gongfu Tea.Seeing them, he glanced briefly and waved his hand: "Move your things, it's on the second floor."

Lu Yuan and Han Xu followed her with their suitcases in their hands. When stepping on the wooden stairs, Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, not daring to step on it.The wood seemed to be decades old. With my weight of more than 140 kilograms and the box in my hand pressing on it, it might break.

"My surname is Tang, just call me Sister Tang." The woman turned around after taking two steps, saw that Lu Yuan hadn't moved, and added, "It's all right, don't worry, it's very strong."

Followed Sister Tang up to the second floor, the room was okay, it must have been renovated not long ago, at least the suite was much better than the one he used to live in.

"The Xiangyang room next door, I don't see anyone living there, so why not live there?" Han Xu glanced at the room next door, then turned to ask Sister Tang.

"That room is not for rent." Sister Tang replied very simply.

"Why?" Lu Yuan followed suit, and he was a little tempted by the bright lighting in the room.

"Someone died in that room."

The author has something to say: Let me tell you a ghost story, which I heard in college.

It is rumored that people have been hanged on the small road leading to the dining hall from the school's girls' dormitory, and people will encounter things when passing by after ten o'clock in the evening.A girl came back late one day, and it was already 11 o'clock when she walked on this road.She was terrified at the thought of the story, so she lowered her head and walked on, not daring to look around.After walking a few steps, she heard footsteps behind her. No matter whether she was walking fast or slow, the footsteps always followed her with the same rhythm.

She panicked and didn't dare to look back, knowing that she must have run into that thing, so she ran away.

A cold and resentful voice came from behind—look at me, I am so miserable, I have no hands.The girl still ran without looking back, and the things behind continued to say, look at me, I am so miserable, I have no head.The girls were going crazy with fright, and the voice behind them was still saying, look at me, I am so miserable, I have no legs...

The girl finally broke down, screamed, and turned around and yelled - can you be as miserable as me, I have no breasts!