It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when we left the teaching building. Xiaomei's condition was very unstable. We quickly contacted Xiaomei's parents and asked them to pick her up.
However, Xiaomei's life is not in danger after all. Apart from Li Chi, Xiaomei is the only survivor of the Bai family incident, which makes us feel a little more comfortable.
But when we think of the old ghost from the Bai family who escaped with injuries, we all feel a little uneasy.
That night I called Lao Xie again and asked him if he knew an old man from the Bai family who wore big leather boots and had a slicked back hair. Lao Xie said he would help me find out, but told me not to have high hopes.
When we returned to the apartment in the evening, it was already around midnight. We had been working hard all day and we were all very tired.
Zhang Duo and Mengyun went back and fell asleep, leaving me sitting blankly in the living room, watching the CD that Dahuang gave me several times, and learning a few sword dance moves. But after thinking about it, I still feel
It was simply impossible to defeat the ghosts of the Bai family with this CD. With this negative emotion, I gradually fell into sleep.
As soon as I got up the next morning, I received several calls from my classmates. They told me in horror that there was a murder in the No. 3 teaching building. It seemed that a graduate tutor was found dead in the experiment in the morning.
In the room, the death scene was very ugly. Anyway, the body was incomplete at the end. I don’t know who was so cruel and killed him in this way.
I knew the reason in my heart, but I couldn't say it out loud. My classmates called me to watch, but I wasn't interested.
After all, this guy brought it upon himself, let alone dying like this, even if he died ten or eight times, it would not be an unjust thing.
The only thing I worry about is whether the female ghost in Teaching Building No. 3 will turn into a vicious ghost because of this, and whether other innocent people will be harmed by her.
But these things are beyond my control and are not within my control.
I had a phone call with Li Chi during the day. It seemed that Li Chi was recovering well, at least he was conscious. But I still didn't dare to ask him what happened in the subway station and how Wang Haoran died.
Because I was afraid that Li Chi would be irritated if I asked.
He hasn't fully recovered yet, so I'd better avoid reminding him of bad things.
Mengyun and Zhang Duo were a little listless all day long. Meng Yun was okay, but Zhang Duo started to panic. After all, people around Mengyun and I were more or less implicated. Wang Yuhan, Xiaomei, Haoran, Li
Chi, these four people are either Mengyun's roommates or mine. According to this rule, the next victim will most likely be Zhang Duo.
I knew that Zhang Duo was only implicated by us in this matter, but there was nothing I could do about it. I advised Zhang Duo to go back to her hometown for a while and then come back when the matter calmed down, but Zhang Duo refused. She said that as long as
It's useless to run away to the ends of the earth if you offend these dirty people. Leaving without permission is likely to anger them, causing revenge to come faster.
Mengyun and I thought Zhang Duo was right, so we didn't try to persuade her to leave here.
Anyway, the three of us live together now, so even if something bad happens, we can share the responsibility.
Lao Xie called me back in the evening. He said that the old ghost I described seemed to be very famous. He should be a relatively high-status ghost in the Bai family. It seemed that he was probably one of the five Bai family members with extraordinary status.
One of the young masters.
I quickly asked him who the five young masters were, what they were called, and what their characteristics were.
Lao Xie said that there were five very capable people among the old ghosts of the Bai family, named Bai Zunren, Bai Zunyi, Bai Zunli, Bai Zunzhi and Bai Zunxin.
These five people were all poor people who died unfortunately during the Republic of China. Among them, Bai Zunli and Bai Zunxin liked to wear a pair of military boots and have their hair combed back.
According to my description, the old ghost should have been in his forties when he died, and it should be Bai Zunli, because Bai Zunxin died young. Although he is an old ghost now, his appearance is only about eighteen or nineteen years old, so it definitely cannot be him.
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After listening to this, I couldn't help but sigh that Lao Xie was really good at spy work, and he managed to pluck out all the old ghosts from the Bai family so quickly.
But Lao Xie's tone was not happy at all. He told me that he had spent a lot of effort to get this information, and I must not leak it to him, otherwise he would end up very miserable.
Of course I knew this, so I comforted him a few words and hung up the phone hastily.
It seems that the fierce ghost I stabbed in the stomach yesterday is one of the five young masters of the Bai family. Although I don’t know what Meng Erbai has to do with him, I at least know who my opponent is. As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle.
, I have an understanding of the enemy in my heart, and I feel a little more confident.
After hanging up the phone, I told Lao Mao and Da Huang the news, and then started searching the Internet for information on these five people with extraordinary status in the Bai family.
But the news on the Internet makes me very disappointed. Maybe they were just ordinary people when they were in the earthly world, so there is no information about these five brothers on the Internet at all.
The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. In the end, I still found nothing, so I just let it go, turned off the computer, and lay on the sofa to watch TV.
After finally getting through the thrilling events of the past few days, I wanted to relax first and at least give myself a chance to breathe.
In the next few days, nothing strange happened again. It seems that what Lao Mao said is right. That Bai Zunli was stabbed by me and he should not be able to recover in a short time.
A few days passed, and the moods of me, Mengyun and Zhang Duo improved a lot. We started to attend classes normally and put all the previous unhappiness behind us.
Xiaomei's condition is also relatively stable. She is currently resting in a nursing home. We had a phone call with her. Xiaomei's voice was still a little shaky on the phone, but we could tell she was making progress.
Perhaps the only thing worth mentioning these days is that in the dead of night, Zhang Duo from the bedroom often sneaks into the living room and pulls me to do some shameful things.
I don't understand this kind of behavior with her, and I don't know if I should continue to be with her like this. The two of us are neither openly together nor have any private relationships. The only communication is
It's that period of time every night.
I even wanted to ask her why she was doing this, but the words never came out.
Maybe I have always been passive and cowardly in terms of relationships. After thinking about it, I probably think that Zhang Duo regards me as a support for her or a tool to relax.
I don't bother to think about these things, because they are not important. What I am most worried about now is the revenge of the Bai family and the mysterious bloody handprint on my back.
Time passes more slowly when I have nothing to do. These short few days almost seem like a month to me.
When I woke up that day, the memo on my phone suddenly reminded me that today is Wang Haoran’s first day of the week.
As soon as I saw this news, I suddenly felt lost.
Wang Haoran, he obviously died unfortunately seven days ago, but in my heart, he seems to have been gone for a long time, far more than seven days.
Maybe it's because I subconsciously avoided this matter.
Wang Haoran's family is considered to be in good condition in the city. His father is a big shot in the company. The day after Haoran died in the subway, his father made a fuss with the subway company. Unfortunately, it had no effect. This incident was indeed
What happened was too weird.
After a period of fussing with no results, his father was completely despondent, so he put all his focus on buying a wedding for his child. Haoran's family had a villa in the suburbs, which was the place where the wedding was held. Take Metro No. 6
You can go directly through the line. Haoran's father knew that I have a good relationship with Haoran, so he specially invited me.
The banquet is scheduled for three o'clock in the afternoon, because incense must be burned after the first seven banquets. After burning incense, relatives and friends must leave at night to prevent the souls of the dead from returning to the soul and seeing relatives and friends, which will cause them to miss the earthly world and affect reincarnation.
I set out from the apartment at half past one, bringing with me a few sticks of incense and a stack of ghost coins, thinking that I would give Haoran a good farewell before leaving.
After all, Haoran's death is closely related to me. As a classmate, I can't help but feel uncomfortable.
It was exactly 2:40 when I arrived at the Wang family villa, when the yang energy is at its strongest, but the black and white wreaths inside the villa were so gloomy that I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat as soon as I entered the door.
Haoran's father was dressed in black and stood upright at the door to greet the guests. He was 1.8 meters tall and was not too old, but his back was stooped. It could be seen that the white-haired man giving the black-haired man really made him happy.
Suffering a blow.
Haoran's father was wearing sunglasses, so his expression could not be seen, but I knew that under the sunglasses he must have a pair of eyes that were red and swollen from crying. I walked over quickly and whispered: "Uncle, please forgive me."
Haoran's father hummed, but his tone changed a bit, apparently trying not to let his emotions break down.
I sighed and walked into the villa.
After entering the door, there is a entrance hall, about seven or eight meters long. There are two rows of white candles on both sides of the entrance hall, which are burning slowly.
Walking through the entrance hall, there is a small hall. There are two coffee tables in the small hall. There are several elderly people sitting around the coffee table. They must be the elders of Haoran's family.
Further inside is the living room, which is large enough to accommodate more than twenty people. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a bald monk in the distance, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, standing in the corner of the living room and watching quietly.
Visitors coming and going.
I thought, could it be that Haoran's father specially found a great monk to perform rituals for Haoran?
Unexpectedly, I just glanced at the monk, and the monk seemed to react immediately, and his eyes immediately stared at me...