Guiding Spirit [Part 1]

Ever since the chicken soup incident, 503 has always had strange things happen, either the phone rang in the middle of the night, or the windows opened inexplicably, the puddles on the ground, the mess in the kitchen, or the sound of scratching the door one after another, it is simply a horror movie It was screened, but fortunately, these movements were not big, and the neighbors could not be disturbed.

Jiang Mu turned a blind eye to these things, and the days passed in such a "thrilling" and peaceful way.

He is busy with one thing now, which is writing manuscripts.

Jiang Mu’s daily expenses mainly depend on code words to earn money, and he writes some inexplicable novels in exchange for manuscript remuneration. It’s not long before he submits his manuscript.

However, 503's deceitful events did not add any interest to his boring life.

There was no ghost in this haunted house, he was quite sure of that.

Because he is a ghost himself.

this evening.

Just as Jiang Mu finished a chapter, after finishing the last full stop, his eyes suddenly shivered, and his chest felt a burning sensation.

He saved the file and sighed softly, it's really an unfortunate coincidence that he came here.

This feeling is a kind of information for Jiang Mu, not much different from the takeaway boy receiving an order.

He also has his own "order".

It's just that this order came from the underworld.

In addition to writing articles, Jiang Mu also has a job--an errand.

This can be regarded as a civil servant in the underworld, although there is no salary, no holidays, and no promotion.

What a dead-end job, he thought.

The chest of the jacket bulged slightly, and Jiang Mu took out a piece of letter paper from it.

The whole body of the letter paper was yellowed, and there was a circle of small characters drawn on the four sides. I couldn't understand what it meant.

This is an official document from the underworld, which can also be called a "wanted warrant".

Jiang Mu's task is to send the ghosts on the list back to their hometowns, to be precise, to force reincarnation.

The names that appear on the list are not regular. Some are new spirits who have just died, and some are lonely souls who have wandered in the world for decades or even hundreds of years. All in all, for him, he only needs to send them on the road one by one according to the list.

Jiang Mu sat on the chair, lazily leaning back against the back of the chair. He lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes on the computer screen. The temperature in the room instantly cooled down, and then the light above his head flickered twice and went out with a "click". The bulb flickered for a while in the impenetrable darkness.

……

Xu Huilu, 38 years old this year, a poor and dirty old bachelor, is also a professional thief. He has been trampling on the Fuhua Community for a month, and the one he is targeting is a household living in 407, the fourth floor of Building B.

It was lived by a single woman who drove a small car and carried a bag to work every day, probably a working lady, with big breasts, slender waist, long legs, silk stockings, high heels, Xu Hui and Lu Guang felt itchy just thinking about it.

He has prepared for a month just for such a day, whether it is money or people, he will get it tonight.

Fuhua Community is an old-fashioned community, so old that even the security personnel are old men who have retired for many years, and they have no deterrent effect at all. Xu Huilu easily slipped in through a gap that had been in disrepair for a long time, and slipped quietly to Building B Residential downstairs.

As a professional thief, he is naturally very agile. He climbed up the water pipe balcony like a gecko. Xu Huilu had already calculated the distance, and he even figured out which window to enter from. But now, he After climbing in along the balcony and seeing the scene inside, I couldn't help cursing inwardly, "Damn it, I climbed to the wrong place!"

There is no fragrant and soft decoration in this room, it is deserted as if no one has lived in it for a long time, there is not even a decent piece of furniture, he jumped in lightly and found that the inside is still clean.

Afraid of making a mistake, Xu Huilu just walked away. Xu Huilu felt that he didn't meet his standards as a professional thief, so he had to take something to make up for it.

He went from the balcony to the living room, from the living room to the kitchen and even the study room, but he still didn't find anything good. In his words, it was nothing.

It's getting late, why don't you go back and solve the point you stepped on before?

Xu Huilu thinks so rationally, but for some reason he just doesn't give up in his heart. After looking around the room, he turns his eyes to the innermost bedroom.

The room is too quiet, there is no sound at all, maybe no one is here tonight?

While thinking, he quietly walked to the door of the room, at this moment he suddenly shivered.

Why do you feel cold?

The door of the bedroom was ajar, and looking in from the door, it was dark and quiet, and there was no sound at all. Xu Huilu swallowed abruptly, feeling a little bit of fear rarely.

His mind flashed back like a movie camera, and suddenly a thought came to his mind.

He must have climbed into 503, right?

After walking for so long, he naturally knows the things here. He has heard countless versions of the old news about 503. Thinking of this, he looked back at the wide open window on the balcony. I closed it for my own convenience, now think about it, if he really climbed to 503, wouldn't that be the place where a family of three jumped off the building?

She shuddered violently, her body tensed up and she didn't dare to move for a moment.

Xu Huilu had never been afraid of ghosts and gods, so if he was in their line of business, he should not mess around. He bravely stood at the door and listened carefully, as if he wanted to use his ears to detect the situation inside.

He held his breath and listened for a long time, but he still couldn't hear any movement. Could it be that there was really no one inside?

Xu Huilu hesitated for a while, took a deep breath and bravely pushed the door open again.

It was very dark inside, with the curtains drawn. He stood at the door and got used to it for a while before he gradually saw the furnishings inside. It was no different from an ordinary bedroom except that there were fewer things.

He glanced around and suddenly his heart shook!

Xu Huilu saw a person sitting vaguely on the innermost chair.

There is actually someone inside? !

Why didn't he move after listening for a long time?

Xu Huilu didn't dare to move immediately, he couldn't see who was sitting there at a distance, and he didn't know whether the person was asleep or staring at him coldly.

The two sides stood in a stalemate for a while, but the people sitting there still remained silent. Xu Huilu was afraid that a murderous intent flashed in his eyes suddenly, he reached out and touched the wrench and knife pinned to his waist, and walked towards that place quietly. The man went, he thought, if the man dared to shout, he would go down and kill him with a wrench.

Xu Huilu grew up as a coolie since he was a child, and his hand strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people. He thought as he walked, maybe that person would be knocked out of his brain directly by him after he killed him. Thinking of this, he felt emotional again Fortunately, it was relatively dark inside, so he couldn't see such a cruel side, nor could he see the hideous appearance of the other party when he was about to die.

But it was really too dark inside, the windows were still tightly covered by heavy curtains, the room exuded a biting coldness, Xu Huilu shivered from the bottom of his heart, the darkness here made him flustered.

Xu Huilu did something he had never done in his life, he turned on his phone.

A thief turned on the light on his mobile phone while stealing something.

It was a straight old-fashioned mobile phone, the kind that had been eliminated long ago, and it barely illuminated a small area of ​​the room with a faint light in the dark.

Just like that, Xu Huilu walked towards the man step by step, holding his mobile phone and holding a wrench tightly in one hand.

He saw a very thin figure leaning on the back of the chair, with his head slightly lowered as if he was asleep.

Xu Huilu suddenly felt relieved, this posture was perfect for him to carry out a sneak attack, he steadied his mind and raised his hand holding the wrench, intending to rush over and knock hard, but at this moment the door of the bedroom suddenly "boomed" It was closed with a single sound, and the sound was so loud that he shook the phone and the wrench and dropped it directly.

His mobile phone slipped far away on the ground, Xu Huilu hurriedly squatted down to look for it, but luckily the lighted side was facing upwards, he took a few quick steps forward and tried to reach for it, but before he could touch it I felt something cold on my face.

Xu Huilu took a closer look, and saw that it was the hanging hand of the person on the chair. It was slender and fair. It turned out that he had already run to the other person's side.

Xu Huilu touched his face and his heart skipped a beat. He didn't even bother to pick up his mobile phone, and sat on the ground and moved back a few steps.

That kind of coolness is too "icy", as if there is no temperature.

Like the corpses he had come across years ago digging graves.

Xu Huilu stared at the phone next to the other's chair, and then looked at him sitting on the chair. This person was very young, probably in his early teens or early twenties, and his eyelashes were long and slightly curled, and he looked particularly fragile and harmless at all. will be his opponent.

but!

A sense of fear suddenly rose in Xu Huilu's heart.

This person is too white, so white that there is no blood, so white... not like a person.

He stared at the person in front of him, for about 2 minutes, Xu Huilu's heart almost jumped into his throat.

He found that this person had no trace of breathing at all, his chest did not rise and fall, and the room was so quiet that he could hear his heartbeat beating extremely fast.

Xu Huilu felt as if he was facing a corpse without a soul, no different from those corpses lying quietly decomposing in the cemetery.

That is the peace of death!

Maybe because he didn't give up, he took a few breaths and quickly got up, and then stretched out an index finger to probe the other person's breath. I have to say that Xu Huilu is really a bold person in a certain way.

At that moment, he thought a lot. For example, the other party was really not breathing as he thought, or the other party was a dead person. Maybe the young man would fall off the chair as soon as he passed his hand, and maybe he would gurgle behind his back. with blood.

Many, many thoughts flashed through my mind.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he bent over to approach, his eyes suddenly fell into a pair of dark pupils, who looked at him expressionlessly and coldly.

In an instant, Xu Huilu seemed to see the Vientiane hell

He almost lost his voice in fright, his feet immediately went limp and he fell to the side uncontrollably.

Similarly, he also thought of countless bloody scenes, and even the other party might turn into a monster and bite him hard and tear him to pieces.

The theft in the first half of his life was staged like a revolving lantern, and Xu Huilu felt that he was in a state of weightlessness in the air and was surrounded by fog.