Chapter 84 Look at the truth that Chi Ge called you
A strange paper man appeared outside the door, and was then knocked down to the ground by Xiaozheng carrying a stool.
Jiang Ting opened his eyes wide in shock: "..."
Old Huo Tou, who was squatting in the corner, did not see the paper man that suddenly appeared.
But when Wang Qi was about to go to the cremation room to check the electric switch, he immediately shouted: "I won't go, I will stay here, I will stay here!"
A foul smell spread from his body.
Wang Qi was suddenly speechless.
No, a corpse mover was so frightened that he peed his pants when he heard that he was going to the cremation room where he usually worked?
"Brother Qi, go and have a look at the electric switch. I'll stay and watch over him." Xiao Gao thought for a while and said.
The ghost in this crematorium seems to be very fierce. With Old Huo Tou like this, it will be even more troublesome to take him with him.
We can't leave Old Huotou here alone.
He planned to stay and investigate the source of the supernatural here outside the live broadcast camera.
During the last live broadcast in Tombstone Village, he gained the least among the exorcism trio.
But after reporting the incident to the Spirit Management Bureau, Lin Ying also gave him a reward, which was a spiritual weapon!
Xiao Gao understood what Lin Ying meant. He wanted to retain the spirit exorcism trio. Wang Qi could not be the only one to give them benefits. The Spiritual Management Bureau must also show its support.
Now Xiao Gao's strength has also been greatly improved.
There were also many special correspondents waiting outside the crematorium.
"Okay." Wang Qi nodded.
When he thought of something, he walked to the sofa next to him, where there was the bag he had brought with him.
After pretending to search around in the bag, Wang Qi took out two sticks of incense.
Handed it to Xiao Gao: "I'll give this to you, it'll be useful."
Xiao Gao looked surprised and took it solemnly.
This scene fell into the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, and most people thought it was ordinary sanitary incense.
But Lin Ying, the boss of the Spirit Management Bureau who was standing in front of the screen, recognized what it was at a glance.
"The soul-fixing incense... looks better than the one I sent to Xiao Gao and the others last time!" Lin Ying said to himself.
Wang Qi actually took out this consumable spiritual weapon casually!
Then Lin Ying understood what she was going to do.
He has to reimburse for the incense...
The incense that Wang Qi took out was drawn in a lottery. Anyway, it was of little use and not worth much, so he gave it to Xiao Gao.
"Are you coming with us or staying here?" Wang Qi asked Jiang Ting.
When Jiang Ting saw the scene where Xiaozhang knocked down the paper man just now, his world view was greatly impacted.
He rolled his eyes slightly and said, "Okay, I know a lot about circuit switches...I'll go with you."
After saying that, he took another look at the paper figurine that looked very similar to his mother.
So Wang Qi took Linlin, Xiaozhang and Jiang Ting and left the lounge and headed to the cremation room.
Xiao Gao and Lao Huotou stayed in the lounge.
After the door was closed, Xiaogao held up a stick of incense and twisted one end with his fingers.
The incense ignited automatically, emitting bursts of green smoke.
When Old Huotou saw this scene, he immediately said in surprise: "You, you are indeed that kind of person..."
Before Xiao Gao could speak, he suddenly looked aside.
The paper figurine in the shape of an old lady was originally standing in the center of the room. As Xiao Gao lit the soul-fixing incense, the paper figurine suddenly moved, retreated to the other side of the room, and stood against the wall.
The kind and smiling face turned into a look of fear.
It is afraid of the soul-fixing incense!
"These paper figures are afraid of the soul-fixing incense, that's why Brother Qi gave me this thing!" Xiao Gao decided in his heart, put the flashlight on the ground, and pulled out something from his waist.
It was a strange-looking pistol.
It is indeed a pistol, but unlike ordinary pistols, it does not need to be loaded with bullets. It only needs to consume psychic energy to turn the psychic energy into bullets and shoot them.
It is a very precious and powerful spiritual weapon.
While being wary of the old lady's paper figurine, Xiao Gao asked Lao Huotou: "Are you familiar with Chu, the paper figurine?"
The supernatural here obviously has a lot to do with Paper Man Chu!
Old Huotou stared blankly at the gun and incense in the little master's hand.
Soul-fixing incense can calm the soul. At the same time, people who are in panic can also calm their emotions by smelling the green smoke.
He calmed down a little, nodded to Xiao Gao and said, "That's right... the person who knows Lao Chu best is probably me."
Paper Man Chu has a dull personality, is quite old, and is alone.
He is very good at making paper figurines, but after all, he is dealing with dead people, and his personality is like a boring gourd. When he gets old, he doesn't even have a wife.
Usually, Lao Huotou would often have a few drinks and chat with him.
It's a pity that his skills are so good that he doesn't even have a successor.
"When was the last time you drank with Paper Man Chu?" Xiao Gao suddenly asked.
"Last time? It was more than a month ago. Later, I asked him to go have a few drinks, but he didn't agree. He just stayed in his shabby paper shop all day..." When Old Huotou said this, he suddenly realized
What.
It is rumored that the crematorium is haunted, which is what happened this month!
Before, he had only heard that there was a ghost, but today he saw it with his own eyes. It was the paper man of the paper man Chuza!
At this moment, Lao Huotou suddenly felt something and looked at the window next to him in horror.
After the lights in the house were turned off, the moonlight outside the window became brighter.
I saw several paper figures standing in a row outside the window at this time, tapping the window with their palms.
Bang bang, bang bang...
The painted face is pasted on the glass.
His eyes were fixed on the room.
The paper figurine of the old lady in the room also started to move.
On the other side, Wang Qi led the live broadcast room through the yard and arrived at the cremation room.
They had been here before, and the power had not yet been cut off. With the bright lights, the place gave people an eerie feeling.
Now that it's pitch black, the creepy feeling is even more self-evident.
Linlin and Jiang Ting's breathing became a little faster.
Wang Qi still looked as normal. He held a flashlight and scanned the surroundings, looking for the location of the switch.
At the same time, he took advantage of this time to talk about the previous topic.
"Jiang Ting, you will receive a call from your mother at midnight, and the paper man lying on your back just now, I already understand what is going on."
Jiang Ting was looking around nervously when he heard Wang Qi's words and couldn't help but be startled.
The audience in the live broadcast room also began to be shocked.
Damn it, Xiaoqi, are you sure you want to talk about this now?
Are you still worried that the atmosphere is not scary enough?
Wang Qi held the mobile phone in his hand and used the mobile phone's flashlight to illuminate it, and also saw the barrage messages through the live broadcast room on the screen.
He smiled and said: "There is nothing scary. As I have mentioned many times before, many ghost stories are just about scaring yourself."
After saying that, he looked at Jiang Ting again.
The expression on his face showed that I had seen the truth of everything.
"Jiang Ting, the call you received from your mother and the paper man behind it were all directed and acted by you, right?"
Everyone: "???"
Wang Qi smiled confidently and began some scientific and reasonable reasoning.
"Actually, I have suspected you for a long time. You said you are an atheist, but since you are an atheist, why do you still say that you cremated your mobile phone when your mother was cremated?"
Cremating the mobile phone together represents the hope that the deceased can still make phone calls in the future.
Many people who believe deeply in ghosts and gods would make such a choice.
And that paper man.
If Jiang Ting really doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, why should he care about these folk customs and go and stab this paper man on the recommendation of Lao Huotou?
Perhaps Jiang Ting did indeed have faith in atheists.
But his mother's death shook him.
This should be an expectation.
He hopes that there will really be a ghost in the world, giving him a chance to talk to his mother again.
"When I was looking through your phone earlier, I discovered something." Wang Qi continued to tell Jiang Ting.
On Jiang Ting’s cell phone, you can see the call records with his mother.
Wang Qi glanced through it roughly.
The call record from a month ago shows that it often takes many days before I make a phone call to my mother.
Jiang Ting also mentioned that he was very busy before and neglected his mother.
He didn't even know that his mother was seriously ill.
So after his mother passed away, he was left with a strong sense of regret.
Subconsciously, he hoped that his mother could call him again and listen to her nagging a few more words...
"And just now you received a call from your mother, and the paper man appeared on your back." Wang Qi looked at Jiang Ting with pity on his face, "No one else saw that scene. In fact... you performed it yourself, right?"
Although the paper man is light, he still has weight.
As Jiang Ting himself said, the paper man appeared secretly on his back, how could he not notice it?
He could only take the initiative to carry it on his back.
Only in this way can it be explained!
Jiang Ting did all this not so much to deceive others.
It’s better to say that you are lying to yourself!
Originally, Wang Qi guessed that Jiang Ting's mother's cell phone was stolen by the crematorium employees, and that the phone call was made to Jiang Ting by the employees as a prank.
But now it seems that Jiang Ting took the phone himself.
He didn't burn the paper man either. He brought it over today and hid it in the toilet with his mobile phone in advance. Such a big paper man wouldn't attract much attention when it appeared in the crematorium.
"I can understand how you feel."
Wang Qi patted Jiang Ting on the shoulder: "You did this to prove that your mother is still around, so that you can have a chance to talk to him again and apologize to her, right?"
This is a compensatory psychology caused by guilt.
Jiang Ting: "???"
He felt bad all over.
Some of what Wang Qi said is indeed true.
He felt strong guilt for his mother's death and hoped to receive another call from his mother, so he cremated the phone and the body together, and also made a paper figurine.
But...the ghost calls are real!
The paper man appearing on his back is also real!
But because Wang Qi's reasoning was so outrageous, he didn't know how to respond for a moment...
Next to her, Linlin couldn't help but give Wang Qi a thumbs up.
As expected, you still have to look at Qi Ge's book when it comes to science (hu) and general education (che).
Although this statement sounds outrageous, why is it still a bit touching?
"That's not the case." Jiang Ting finally came to his senses and said to Wang Qi anxiously, "There is really a ghost here..."
At this moment, Jiang Ting suddenly saw something, and his pupils trembled suddenly.
They are now standing in the cremation chamber.
Behind Wang Qi is the incinerator used to incinerate corpses.
The light of the mobile phone flashlight was limited, but it was enough for Jiang Ting to vaguely see the blurry image of the incinerator.
He saw something starting to squirm inside the incinerator.
There seemed to be black smoke coming out of the darkness.
A broken, charred arm stretched out from inside and grasped the mouth of the incinerator.
Then, there was a dark figure.
It is having a hard time climbing out of the stove!
Jiang Ting forgot to speak for a moment.
Linlin also saw the strangeness of the incinerator, and she knew that it was the remaining souls left in the incinerator.
It is a ghost-level supernatural phenomenon, the echo of the soul left by the deceased unwilling to die. If left alone, it will naturally dissipate.
I didn’t expect it to show up at this time!
Jiang Ting was in a state of extreme fear, so he saw this supernatural phenomenon.
Just when Linlin was starting to think about whether she should suggest to the audience in the live broadcast room that they should have a dance in the cremation room.
Xiao Zhan's figure suddenly and silently arrived in front of the incinerator.
She stretched out her hand and pressed the head of the remnant soul.
Pushed it back into the incinerator.
As if he still felt uneasy, he raised his legs and kicked inside again.
Then everything became quiet.
"What's the matter?" Wang Qi continued to ask Jiang Ting, "Aren't you a science student? Stop scaring yourself, brother!"