I took a taxi and arrived at the town where I was staying. The first people I met in the town were a few motorcycle drivers. One of them, an old man, even recognized me. I gave him a cigarette.
He smiled and asked: Young man, how is that friend of yours in Sanlitun? It was hard for me to say at that time. Sanlitun was a taboo here. He was a prostitute. To be honest with you, just
Some time ago, an old man named Chen died there in this town. When he was found, his internal organs were missing. Do you think it's scary or not? I advise you to persuade your friend to move if you can.
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I said to him: Sir, it's okay. My friend is a strong-blooded man, and even ghosts can't get close to him.
After bidding farewell to my uncle, I walked down the street of the town under the bright moon and sparse stars. Unknowingly, I came to the ruined temple again. The real origin of the story lies here.
When I opened the door, the smell of dampness and decay was still there. I returned here again, but this time, without the company of Master.
The pile of firewood we prepared last time was still there. After I lit it, I knelt down and worshiped in front of the broken statue of the Earth God. Master once said that you should respect ghosts and gods when you encounter them, because ghosts and gods cannot be bullied. The broken tiles were still next to the altar.
There was no trace of the jar or the little turtle.
I fiddled with the fire with a branch. At this time, I thought a lot again. I stood up and walked along the path the little turtle took last time. The distance was very short. This time, I eliminated fear, curiosity and confusion. Even if I passed by that side
When I was at the cemetery, I still remained calm when I saw the flickering will-o'-the-wisps.
According to the location in my memory, I found the location where we dug the coffin. The soil that was turned up at that time grew stubborn grass again. Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief. The presence of grass means that there is no one.
Come and dig this place.
I took off the folding shovel I had prepared on my back and dug the soil shovel by shovel until I dug out the scarlet coffin. I squatted on the ground and lit a cigarette. The flames flickered brightly and dimly throughout the wilderness.
There was only the light of a flashlight.
I said to the coffin: Watermelon, actually I really think it would be great if you were really Watermelon. I once thought these were all true. I thought you were a ghost. You had a grudge against the little turtle, so it
They will bring us to dig up your grave, hoping to destroy you with our hands.
Then, I met you at Huzi’s house. You are so beautiful. Just like Lan Xin, they are both beauties that make people salivate. Huzi is a poor boy, but he is very strong at heart, so I guess you are a
Ghost, I also bless you two. I am not a pedantic person. As a human being, in this life, who can I live with?
I was lucky to meet Lan Xin. I don't know if her appearance had anything to do with the erotic dream I had at that time. Until the appearance of the shady marriage tomb, I thought Lan Xin and I were a couple in my previous life. No matter how bad it was,
Like Huzi and Bread, they are also matched for a dark marriage. It doesn't matter whether I betrayed her or she betrayed me in my previous life. Even if she is a ghost like you, I can still accept her.
Then the uncle died. I suspected you were the murderer. I became cowardly and timid. I wanted to escape. I wanted what we had promised each other, but it was not my pursuit. I would rather find an ordinary girl.
I didn't want to find a time bomb around me, but Lan Xin appeared in front of me again, making it impossible for me to escape.
Now that I'm back, I have a good head. This is something I've always been proud of. But when things have come to this point, I won't hide it from you. I guessed all the truth, but I don't want to accept this fact. I don't believe Master.
He would lie to me, and I can’t think of any reason why my master, who has been with me for so many years, would lie to me.
So I come to you, I beg you, you must be a ghost, even if you kill me, at least things will not be so cruel.
I flicked the cigarette butt away, picked up the shovel, and shoveled down the coffin board because we had opened the coffin last time and it was very easy this time. After the coffin board bounced to the ground, I closed my eyes.
Waiting for death.
Calm, still calm, nothing happened. I once read a story about a man who met a ghost and turned the ghost into a sheep with his spit. He got thousands of gold. Others heard about it and thought it was a good deal.
, I went to catch ghosts, but I couldn't catch them alive or dead.
I am in this situation now. I want to encounter it, but I can't. I opened my eyes, turned on the flashlight, and saw something in the coffin.
There is a brand new burial quilt inside, and a bright shroud. The person wearing the shroud is a watermelon.
A lifelike watermelon, I reached out and touched her face, and with a simple pull, the skin on her face was removed.
Underneath the skin is a human-shaped mannequin, a very ordinary clothing mannequin that can be seen everywhere in shopping malls.
What I held in my hand was just an artificial mask, modeled after the face of a watermelon. It was very rough. But this was enough. Someone had fully analyzed my psychology and knew that the last time I was affected by the dim light,
, coupled with the nervousness, I can’t tell the difference at all
Show authenticity.
I held the mask and burst into tears.
Master, why did you lie to me? I, Zhao Sanliang, treat you like my biological father. I can have everything around me, but I won’t give you what you want?
I reinstalled the coffin and dragged my exhausted body back to the ruined temple. I replayed my experiences during this period over and over in my head. I outlined countless mysteries and then analyzed the flaws inside. I have to say,
Jiuliang is right, the person who set up this situation is a genius.
I opened my laptop and started typing out what I had thought of and what I had obtained. As soon as I started writing, at dawn, I left the ruined temple and did not go to visit the girl from the northeast. Because I am still not sure who she is.
Friend or foe. After walking a few steps, I happened to meet a returning taxi. I briefly negotiated the price with the taxi driver and got in the car.
While I was in the car, I sent a text message to Jiuliang, saying: Boss, go to the hotel where I used to stay and book a room for me.
She didn't ask me what I wanted to do. After having been together for so long, she should know that I am not a stable person, but I am not exaggerated. Ten minutes later, she replied with a text message, which contained a few concise numbers: 403.
After I returned to the hotel, I hesitated at the door for a long time. I didn't dare to step in. In an instant, I hesitated. I believed that all my deductions were perfect, but I didn't want to leave the place where I had been staying.
The man who is the biological father is pushed into the abyss of eternal destruction.
Even, I know that everything is his doing, but I don't know what he wants.
At this time, Jiuliang opened the door and let me into the room. Still without asking anything, I sat on the bed and she stood on the window sill. The two of them said nothing, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it almost dripped water.
At the end, I lit a cigarette and said: Before I tell you everything, I want to make a phone call first, but now you and I can be in the same room. I am not treating you as a policeman, just as a like-minded person.
A friend, a friend who is all about pursuing the perfect truth, so I ask you to promise me that if I confirm all my guesses, please let him go and let us put all this into our stomachs. After all, he is a
An old man in his sixties.
Jiuliang turned to look out the window and nodded.
I smiled bitterly, took out my mobile phone and dialed Putian's home phone number, and put my mobile phone on speakerphone.
Lan Xin answered the phone, and I whispered to her: Give the phone to my master, thank you.
Maybe my sudden polite thank you made her confused. She didn't say anything more and put down the phone with a sigh. After a while, Master's concerned voice came from the phone: Sanliang, where are you now? How are things going?
Already?
I said: Master, tell me, why?
He was stunned for a moment and then asked: What did you say, you naughty kid? What and why?
I took a puff of cigarette and said slowly: Master, I have already been to the town and dug up the red coffin again, so you don't have to hide anything from me anymore.
He didn't hesitate this time, his voice became calmer, and he asked me: What did you see?
I said: There is a dummy in the coffin.
He hesitated for a while and said: That's it? If you have anything to say, just say it and I'll listen.
I laughed at myself and said: There is a dummy in the coffin, which undoubtedly makes the fragile mystery clearer. When I was opening the coffin, you once said to me: Opening a person's coffin is an act that damages one's moral character.
I'm an old man with only a few years left to live. Don't do this kind of thing yourself when you're young.
I was so moved at the time, but now I think about it, it's very ridiculous. Maybe you are just afraid that if I get close to the corpse inside, you will find that the so-called corpse is just a model wearing a mask.
I once thought about the overall situation of the lies. As long as you expose one of the lies, you can see the essence. The reason why I came to dig up this coffin again is because I doubted you, the person I am closest to besides my parents.
people.
Maybe you don’t know, but I already knew it by accident. The reason why Sanlitun destroyed the village was because the villagers dug up the poison gas bombs left by the Japanese army. Then the Northeastern uncle Chen Wenhai told me, it was because
The old turtle's story of avenging that poor woman was completely untrue.
The old turtle is already fake, but what about the little turtle we met before? - It has no possibility of avenging its father and mother.
And who was the first to discover Little Turtle? I still clearly remember how devoted you were to Little Turtle that night in the ruined temple. I wondered at that time why you could conclude that Little Turtle was a great immortal as soon as we met.
Because the little turtle itself is a scam, the beginning of a scam. You directed this play, you arranged for it to be a great immortal, and it is the great immortal, and I was just a child who trusted you very much.
I believed you, and even ridiculously thought that I was going to make a fortune, so I followed you to dig the coffin. But in the end, you used your care for me to deceive me. You know, we were lighting
The tool is just a torch, it can't make me see clearly. Even if you can figure it out, I will be nervous, very nervous, so nervous that I can't look carefully at that rough face.
So the moment you opened the coffin, before I even had time to look carefully, I fainted.
My fainting was deliberately arranged by you, right? At that time, I had to faint before all the subsequent stories could be told. Was my guess right, my master?
He smiled softly and said: Are you out of your mind when writing novels and engaging in conspiracy theories? Let me ask you, the little turtle I arranged? You don't know what the performance of that little turtle is? Could it be a simple turtle? At that time, I thought it was a fairy because it was too humane and mistakenly thought it was receiving incense on behalf of the Earth God. What's more, you said your fainting was I arranged it on purpose, so tell me, I almost died and ended up in the hospital. How do you explain this?
I flicked off the cigarette butt and wanted to light another one. Jiuliang took the cigarette out of my hand, frowned at me and said with his lips: Smoke less!
I waved my hand to her, took out another one, lit it, and said to the phone: That little turtle really puzzled me, and I really thought of it as a fairy because of its behavior. I have to say, you The acting was indeed very good and the planning was very good.
But you neglected one thing, and it was this point that exposed your flaw. You should not have arranged for the Miao people to guide us to rob the tomb. You originally wanted to use another way to confuse me and make things worse. It was so complicated that I was completely lost in the so-called shady marriage contract between Lan Xin and I.
But do you remember that the Miao man was really bitten by a snake? He did this to scare me and prevent me from going down to the bottom of the tomb.
He said something at that time. I no longer remember the original words. I only remember that he meant that I am from Miaojiang, so I am not afraid of snakes.
I didn’t understand what the Miao people represented at the time. The explanation you gave me was that the Miao people were good at using poison to cure diseases. This is actually a type of traditional Chinese medicine, and the poison is all kinds of small bugs. They are good at using poison to treat diseases. What does it mean? Good at raising and domesticating various small bugs.
When Jiuliang entered the tomb, he found no snakes.
At that time, I thought that the snake that bit him was actually following his command, so he was not afraid of snake venom.
Master, having said that, what else do you want me to say? Do you know whether that little turtle is a kind of Gu? When we were ruining the temple, was that cold middle-aged Miao man beside us? By commanding the little turtle, a series of miracles will happen, right?
As for your so-called fainting in the hospital and almost dying, you once again took advantage of my filial piety towards you. I still clearly remember that the doctor said your illness at that time, but it is impossible to explain it from a medical point of view. , that is to say, you are not sick, but you cannot wake up. Even the doctor suggested that I find a Taoist priest to save you from a theological perspective.
You know that I trust you, but you are pretending to be faint, why? Because you want me to believe that there is indeed a ghost in that coffin.
And after I fainted, when I woke up, I would definitely ask you about what happened next, so you simply fainted too, and stayed there longer than me.
Is it right?
The master remained calm over there and said: It's very exciting, but I still said the same thing, yes, what you said about the little turtle is indeed what it is, but am I pretending to be dizzy? You are inevitably too naive about this. It's subjective.