I, C, attend the funeral
Chapter 19 The Brotherhood of Ghostbusters
The young man's hair flew wildly as the bicycle accelerated.
The entire forehead is exposed, full of vigor.
Behind the boy who was pedaling vigorously, a handsome young man stood on the axles on both sides of the bicycle with both feet, bent slightly to hold the boy's shoulders with his hands.
It looks very pleasing to the eye, if you ignore the unhappy expression on the boy's face.
Zihe felt that he had finally established a friendship with Xiao Flesh and Xiao Yaoming.
Of course, if he threatens the other party not to take him with him, he will expose the other party's evil deeds of truancy, which is also a part of friendship.
On the way, he shared some of the information he got in the morning with Little Terrible.
Before the two girls, 601 was empty for a day, so basically there was no possibility that the last resident did something that would cause the ghost of 601 to wake up.
The two girls said that they did chat about some secrets that only two people could talk about in the room, some of them were gossip, and some of them complained about other people's secrets.
These are all private conversations of girlfriends before, and the word 'secret' is often mentioned.
Seeing a ghost in the mirror also happened after chatting and before going to bed.
There is another information to provide, that is, when they were taking a shower, a broken tile in the bathroom cut a girl's foot, and blood flowed out.
And the girls also found that under the broken tiles in the bathroom, there were a few copper coins, which were very old and broken. They didn't dare to move them, so they pressed them back under the tiles.
Those few copper coins should be the evil spirits buried in the house by Taoist priests or the like when renovating the room.
It's just that the years have passed, and many things have aged and corroded, moved their positions, and even been polluted by women's blood, losing their effectiveness.
The ghosts are not eliminated, they are only suppressed, and the crisis cannot be completely cut off after all.
In the living area, all used things will become old and damaged, including the house, and even the formations laid down by the predecessors.
Just like the jug that trapped Zihe, it lost its function because of the well-prepared thief.
When the two arrived at the destination and Zhao Yin stopped the car, he looked back at Zihe and said seriously, "Why do you want to do this kind of thing with me?"
"Because I'm a Taoist priest." Zihe lied without blinking his eyes.
No matter what he said, he also learned astrology from the old Taoist master, and he has stayed in the Taoist temple for longer than many Taoist priests. It is not an exaggeration to call himself a Taoist priest.
Zhao Yin looked Zihe up and down, and he didn't look like a Taoist priest at all.
But thinking that this person would pinch and shake the word formula, I had to believe half of it.
"What's your job?" Zhao Yin asked again.
He really is the son of a policeman.
Zihe felt emotional in his heart, but said honestly: "I am an antique dealer."
This is also true.
The money he has now is all earned from selling antiques, which is absolutely real.
After Zhao Yin cross-examined him, he stared into Zihe's eyes for a long time with a defensive face.
Although Zihe's answer was watertight, it didn't completely dispel Xiao Xiao's defensiveness - this is a cautious and serious boy, so mature that people want to call him grandpa.
"Those female workers who died did not die at the same time. According to the police records, 8 of the 4 female workers died first, and then the remaining 4 were hanged together on the first seven days after the three died. In the room." Zhao Yin stood beside the locked bicycle, and said to Zihe as if explaining his homework.
Zhao Yin's father was an old policeman, who was injured when he was young, and was later transferred to the archives to work leisurely.
This is convenient for Zhao Yin, who grew up in the police station and is very familiar with everything.
The file described the scene of four female workers hanging themselves, saying that the scene was like a cult event.
Very creepy.
Zihe nodded.
"The people who died in Room 601 later, those who stayed overnight, hanged themselves. Those who did not stay overnight, there are various ways to die." After Zhao Yin finished speaking, he turned his head and scanned the row of shops behind him before continuing:
"Most of the people in the old factory can't be found. Some died of old age, some left Tanshan City, and some didn't know anything about that incident. Only one person left a meaningful record in the case file. The security guards who used to eat and live in the factory are still there.”
Zihe also followed Zhao Yin's gaze to look at a row of shops behind him - this is a relatively affluent area in Tanshan City, this row of shops is the first floor of a high-rise residential building facing the road, all of which have been developed into facing Street shops, very lively look.
He was wondering what the little one brought him here for.
"The shops in this row are all owned by the security guard. He is not only the landlord of the shops, but also the boss of several shops." Zhao Yin said.
Zihe raised his eyebrows in surprise, and counted them one by one. There were nearly ten people in this row, and they were all from the security guard?
This security guard used to live and eat in the factory, obviously impoverished, did he suddenly win the lottery and make a fortune?
Zhao Yin glanced at Zihe's expression, and he was also surprised when he first found out.
It is indeed not an ordinary life for an ignorant security guard to suddenly become so rich in 12 years.
The two of them walked through those shops one by one, and asked the small owners of several shops, and learned that the security guard usually stays in the teahouse at the top.
They went straight to the idle bamboo teahouse.
Seeing the facade of Xianzhu Teahouse from a distance, Zihe felt a little strange.
This row of shops, each has different old and dirty places, but the facade of Xianzhu Teahouse seems to be cleaned and repaired every day, and it is as clean as new.
And although a row of shops is dirty, the windows are transparent, and the interior is bright because of the sunlight.
There are no trees and no shelter at the door, which is very open and bright.
This is also an essential element required by ordinary shops. It is natural to be transparent when opening the door to entertain guests.
But there is a prosperous sycamore tree planted at the entrance of Xianzhu Teahouse. In summer, the huge sycamore leaves almost block all the light, making the entire teahouse facade shrouded in shadow.
As he approached the door of the teahouse, Zihe sensed a hint of coldness.
This strong breath is almost as strong as the feeling that Room 601 brought him.
"Follow me, don't talk nonsense." Zhao Yin confessed to Zihe beside him, with a serious expression and a word of advice.
After all, he was still worried, "If you see the security guard, don't talk, let me speak."
Zihe's heart twitched, but he still controlled his facial expression and nodded seriously.
But when Zhao Yin walked to the door, Zihe's heart sank, and he stretched out his hand to grab the young man's arm, and with a strong tug, he pulled the young man back in front of him.
At the same time, suddenly a waiter at the door threw a basin out of the door.
Although the young man was dragged to his side by Zihe, avoiding the main entrance, and was not splashed with water, the water splashed on the ground still splashed mud spots on the two people's shoes and trouser legs.
Both Zihe and Zhao Yin frowned, and looked at the waiter who was pouring water with displeasure and suspicion.
It was a young man in his 20s with a clean cropped cut.
Wearing a white and black improved Tang suit, although it looks a little antique, but this kind of black and white linen clothes always feels a little strange and unlucky.
Bancunnan was also a little surprised when he saw Zihe and Zhao Yin, and hurriedly said, "Oh, I'm really sorry."
It doesn't look like it was intentional.
But Zihe still felt that something was wrong. Now that every house has sewers, who would pour excess dirty water outside the house?
"It's okay." Zhao Yin turned his head and looked at Zihe, neither of them said much, but they both had some strange feelings in their hearts.
Before Zhao Yin stepped into the door, Zihe tugged his terribly small wrist, and walked in first.
He still had a smile on his face, and said to Bancunnan: "Is there a private room?
Zhao Yin looked down at Zihe's hand that was holding his wrist, it was cold but powerful.
He pursed his lips and stared at Zihe's hand until Zihe passed him into the teahouse and let him go.
Bancunnan didn't expect that the person he splashed on would come to drink tea, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and welcomed the two of them into the room, leading them to the private room with the inscription Chunmei.
On the way, Zihe looked around carefully. The cashier at the front desk was a man in his 40s, and the waiters who came and went were all young boys in their early twenties, all of whom were cut short.
Whether it's the door of the private room or the floor you walk on, it's all clean.
They just stepped on the muddy water at the door and walked on the floor, and a waiter came behind with a mop to wipe the floor.
The whole teahouse looked a little dark, and even if the surrounding windows were not shaded, they were covered by thin curtains.
The lights in the teahouse are all dim energy-saving lamps.
In such a dim environment, there is no trace of damp or musty smell, instead the fragrance of tea and a clean and fresh atmosphere permeate everywhere.
After entering the private room, Zihe suddenly asked when the waiter handed over the tea list, "Why did you pour water outside the door? Is the sewer in the teahouse blocked?"
"Ah, no. It's our boss who asked me to pour a basin of water at the door." After the waiter finished speaking, he felt that his words were a bit strange, and hurriedly added: "I guess it feels a bit choking outside the door, so splash some water to moisten the air. "
Zihe ordered two pots of tea and a luxurious refreshment set—the amount was too much for two people to finish.
But when they came to ask the boss for news, they had to spend more money to talk.
When the two of them were sitting in the teahouse, Zhao Yin put the basic information of all the people who died in room 601 in front of Zihe—he recorded it in a small notebook, which was the one he held in his hand when he returned home. book.
Zihe looked at the names one by one, feeling dazzled.
There are more than a dozen names, even if you suck conscious ghosts and ghosts, as long as you know the name of the other party and call out when they appear, you don't need them to respond, you can just suck it directly.
But...they didn't know which ghost, which ghosts, or all of them were causing trouble in that house...
Does this mean that when the ghosts come out, he will try each name one by one?
Before he finished calling out a dozen names, he and Xiao Yaoming were also tortured to death by ghosts!
I still have to figure out, who is the most vicious person in the room?
Among the dead people corresponding to these names, which ones did not leave and dissipate, and stayed in 601 to make trouble?
Only by understanding the situation can we be safe.
Zihe memorized the names in the notebook one by one, not noticing that Zhao Yin had been observing him.
Zhao Yin originally didn't want to share the information he got with the person in front of him.
A person who suddenly appeared, approached suddenly, and suddenly wanted to follow him to catch ghosts and break the game would never gain his trust.
It's just... before stepping into the teahouse, the young man in front of him grabbed him to prevent him from being splashed with water.
When entering the teahouse again, she pulled his arm and walked in front of him.
Looking at the back of the other party who was shorter than himself, he suddenly changed his mind.
Now watching Zihe reciting those names seriously on the solid wooden tea table in the teahouse, he still feels that the other party is a weird person.
But when he glimpsed in a trance occasionally, or watched the other party quietly lowering his head and lowering his eyes at the opposite side, he surprisingly felt a sense of familiarity.
Zhao Yin was thinking about something, when Zihe suddenly raised his head, he had already memorized the names of these dead people by heart.
When he raised his head, he still had a big smile on his face, and his eyes were slightly bent, as if he brought sunlight into this dim teahouse private room.
He looked at Zhao Yin's mature eyes, raised his lips, and asked, "What's the name of this wealthy security guard?"
"Zhang Datian, the bow is long, the size is big, the field is the field." Zhao Yin said with a serious look, his eyes sparkling.
"Zhang Datian... Well, let's talk to him." Zihe chewed on Zhang Datian's name meaningfully.
He raised his eyebrows, smacked his lower lips greedily, and said with a wicked smile.
The author has something to say:
[The Ghostbuster Brothers Alliance has been established from now on! 】
The entire forehead is exposed, full of vigor.
Behind the boy who was pedaling vigorously, a handsome young man stood on the axles on both sides of the bicycle with both feet, bent slightly to hold the boy's shoulders with his hands.
It looks very pleasing to the eye, if you ignore the unhappy expression on the boy's face.
Zihe felt that he had finally established a friendship with Xiao Flesh and Xiao Yaoming.
Of course, if he threatens the other party not to take him with him, he will expose the other party's evil deeds of truancy, which is also a part of friendship.
On the way, he shared some of the information he got in the morning with Little Terrible.
Before the two girls, 601 was empty for a day, so basically there was no possibility that the last resident did something that would cause the ghost of 601 to wake up.
The two girls said that they did chat about some secrets that only two people could talk about in the room, some of them were gossip, and some of them complained about other people's secrets.
These are all private conversations of girlfriends before, and the word 'secret' is often mentioned.
Seeing a ghost in the mirror also happened after chatting and before going to bed.
There is another information to provide, that is, when they were taking a shower, a broken tile in the bathroom cut a girl's foot, and blood flowed out.
And the girls also found that under the broken tiles in the bathroom, there were a few copper coins, which were very old and broken. They didn't dare to move them, so they pressed them back under the tiles.
Those few copper coins should be the evil spirits buried in the house by Taoist priests or the like when renovating the room.
It's just that the years have passed, and many things have aged and corroded, moved their positions, and even been polluted by women's blood, losing their effectiveness.
The ghosts are not eliminated, they are only suppressed, and the crisis cannot be completely cut off after all.
In the living area, all used things will become old and damaged, including the house, and even the formations laid down by the predecessors.
Just like the jug that trapped Zihe, it lost its function because of the well-prepared thief.
When the two arrived at the destination and Zhao Yin stopped the car, he looked back at Zihe and said seriously, "Why do you want to do this kind of thing with me?"
"Because I'm a Taoist priest." Zihe lied without blinking his eyes.
No matter what he said, he also learned astrology from the old Taoist master, and he has stayed in the Taoist temple for longer than many Taoist priests. It is not an exaggeration to call himself a Taoist priest.
Zhao Yin looked Zihe up and down, and he didn't look like a Taoist priest at all.
But thinking that this person would pinch and shake the word formula, I had to believe half of it.
"What's your job?" Zhao Yin asked again.
He really is the son of a policeman.
Zihe felt emotional in his heart, but said honestly: "I am an antique dealer."
This is also true.
The money he has now is all earned from selling antiques, which is absolutely real.
After Zhao Yin cross-examined him, he stared into Zihe's eyes for a long time with a defensive face.
Although Zihe's answer was watertight, it didn't completely dispel Xiao Xiao's defensiveness - this is a cautious and serious boy, so mature that people want to call him grandpa.
"Those female workers who died did not die at the same time. According to the police records, 8 of the 4 female workers died first, and then the remaining 4 were hanged together on the first seven days after the three died. In the room." Zhao Yin stood beside the locked bicycle, and said to Zihe as if explaining his homework.
Zhao Yin's father was an old policeman, who was injured when he was young, and was later transferred to the archives to work leisurely.
This is convenient for Zhao Yin, who grew up in the police station and is very familiar with everything.
The file described the scene of four female workers hanging themselves, saying that the scene was like a cult event.
Very creepy.
Zihe nodded.
"The people who died in Room 601 later, those who stayed overnight, hanged themselves. Those who did not stay overnight, there are various ways to die." After Zhao Yin finished speaking, he turned his head and scanned the row of shops behind him before continuing:
"Most of the people in the old factory can't be found. Some died of old age, some left Tanshan City, and some didn't know anything about that incident. Only one person left a meaningful record in the case file. The security guards who used to eat and live in the factory are still there.”
Zihe also followed Zhao Yin's gaze to look at a row of shops behind him - this is a relatively affluent area in Tanshan City, this row of shops is the first floor of a high-rise residential building facing the road, all of which have been developed into facing Street shops, very lively look.
He was wondering what the little one brought him here for.
"The shops in this row are all owned by the security guard. He is not only the landlord of the shops, but also the boss of several shops." Zhao Yin said.
Zihe raised his eyebrows in surprise, and counted them one by one. There were nearly ten people in this row, and they were all from the security guard?
This security guard used to live and eat in the factory, obviously impoverished, did he suddenly win the lottery and make a fortune?
Zhao Yin glanced at Zihe's expression, and he was also surprised when he first found out.
It is indeed not an ordinary life for an ignorant security guard to suddenly become so rich in 12 years.
The two of them walked through those shops one by one, and asked the small owners of several shops, and learned that the security guard usually stays in the teahouse at the top.
They went straight to the idle bamboo teahouse.
Seeing the facade of Xianzhu Teahouse from a distance, Zihe felt a little strange.
This row of shops, each has different old and dirty places, but the facade of Xianzhu Teahouse seems to be cleaned and repaired every day, and it is as clean as new.
And although a row of shops is dirty, the windows are transparent, and the interior is bright because of the sunlight.
There are no trees and no shelter at the door, which is very open and bright.
This is also an essential element required by ordinary shops. It is natural to be transparent when opening the door to entertain guests.
But there is a prosperous sycamore tree planted at the entrance of Xianzhu Teahouse. In summer, the huge sycamore leaves almost block all the light, making the entire teahouse facade shrouded in shadow.
As he approached the door of the teahouse, Zihe sensed a hint of coldness.
This strong breath is almost as strong as the feeling that Room 601 brought him.
"Follow me, don't talk nonsense." Zhao Yin confessed to Zihe beside him, with a serious expression and a word of advice.
After all, he was still worried, "If you see the security guard, don't talk, let me speak."
Zihe's heart twitched, but he still controlled his facial expression and nodded seriously.
But when Zhao Yin walked to the door, Zihe's heart sank, and he stretched out his hand to grab the young man's arm, and with a strong tug, he pulled the young man back in front of him.
At the same time, suddenly a waiter at the door threw a basin out of the door.
Although the young man was dragged to his side by Zihe, avoiding the main entrance, and was not splashed with water, the water splashed on the ground still splashed mud spots on the two people's shoes and trouser legs.
Both Zihe and Zhao Yin frowned, and looked at the waiter who was pouring water with displeasure and suspicion.
It was a young man in his 20s with a clean cropped cut.
Wearing a white and black improved Tang suit, although it looks a little antique, but this kind of black and white linen clothes always feels a little strange and unlucky.
Bancunnan was also a little surprised when he saw Zihe and Zhao Yin, and hurriedly said, "Oh, I'm really sorry."
It doesn't look like it was intentional.
But Zihe still felt that something was wrong. Now that every house has sewers, who would pour excess dirty water outside the house?
"It's okay." Zhao Yin turned his head and looked at Zihe, neither of them said much, but they both had some strange feelings in their hearts.
Before Zhao Yin stepped into the door, Zihe tugged his terribly small wrist, and walked in first.
He still had a smile on his face, and said to Bancunnan: "Is there a private room?
Zhao Yin looked down at Zihe's hand that was holding his wrist, it was cold but powerful.
He pursed his lips and stared at Zihe's hand until Zihe passed him into the teahouse and let him go.
Bancunnan didn't expect that the person he splashed on would come to drink tea, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and welcomed the two of them into the room, leading them to the private room with the inscription Chunmei.
On the way, Zihe looked around carefully. The cashier at the front desk was a man in his 40s, and the waiters who came and went were all young boys in their early twenties, all of whom were cut short.
Whether it's the door of the private room or the floor you walk on, it's all clean.
They just stepped on the muddy water at the door and walked on the floor, and a waiter came behind with a mop to wipe the floor.
The whole teahouse looked a little dark, and even if the surrounding windows were not shaded, they were covered by thin curtains.
The lights in the teahouse are all dim energy-saving lamps.
In such a dim environment, there is no trace of damp or musty smell, instead the fragrance of tea and a clean and fresh atmosphere permeate everywhere.
After entering the private room, Zihe suddenly asked when the waiter handed over the tea list, "Why did you pour water outside the door? Is the sewer in the teahouse blocked?"
"Ah, no. It's our boss who asked me to pour a basin of water at the door." After the waiter finished speaking, he felt that his words were a bit strange, and hurriedly added: "I guess it feels a bit choking outside the door, so splash some water to moisten the air. "
Zihe ordered two pots of tea and a luxurious refreshment set—the amount was too much for two people to finish.
But when they came to ask the boss for news, they had to spend more money to talk.
When the two of them were sitting in the teahouse, Zhao Yin put the basic information of all the people who died in room 601 in front of Zihe—he recorded it in a small notebook, which was the one he held in his hand when he returned home. book.
Zihe looked at the names one by one, feeling dazzled.
There are more than a dozen names, even if you suck conscious ghosts and ghosts, as long as you know the name of the other party and call out when they appear, you don't need them to respond, you can just suck it directly.
But...they didn't know which ghost, which ghosts, or all of them were causing trouble in that house...
Does this mean that when the ghosts come out, he will try each name one by one?
Before he finished calling out a dozen names, he and Xiao Yaoming were also tortured to death by ghosts!
I still have to figure out, who is the most vicious person in the room?
Among the dead people corresponding to these names, which ones did not leave and dissipate, and stayed in 601 to make trouble?
Only by understanding the situation can we be safe.
Zihe memorized the names in the notebook one by one, not noticing that Zhao Yin had been observing him.
Zhao Yin originally didn't want to share the information he got with the person in front of him.
A person who suddenly appeared, approached suddenly, and suddenly wanted to follow him to catch ghosts and break the game would never gain his trust.
It's just... before stepping into the teahouse, the young man in front of him grabbed him to prevent him from being splashed with water.
When entering the teahouse again, she pulled his arm and walked in front of him.
Looking at the back of the other party who was shorter than himself, he suddenly changed his mind.
Now watching Zihe reciting those names seriously on the solid wooden tea table in the teahouse, he still feels that the other party is a weird person.
But when he glimpsed in a trance occasionally, or watched the other party quietly lowering his head and lowering his eyes at the opposite side, he surprisingly felt a sense of familiarity.
Zhao Yin was thinking about something, when Zihe suddenly raised his head, he had already memorized the names of these dead people by heart.
When he raised his head, he still had a big smile on his face, and his eyes were slightly bent, as if he brought sunlight into this dim teahouse private room.
He looked at Zhao Yin's mature eyes, raised his lips, and asked, "What's the name of this wealthy security guard?"
"Zhang Datian, the bow is long, the size is big, the field is the field." Zhao Yin said with a serious look, his eyes sparkling.
"Zhang Datian... Well, let's talk to him." Zihe chewed on Zhang Datian's name meaningfully.
He raised his eyebrows, smacked his lower lips greedily, and said with a wicked smile.
The author has something to say:
[The Ghostbuster Brothers Alliance has been established from now on! 】
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