I took out the pager, placed it on the table next to me, and stared at the time on it.
The time is getting closer and closer to twelve o'clock, my heart is beating very fast involuntarily, and even my breathing starts to become urgent.
"Guo Guo, what about that? Grandma Jian Shu has seen all the real dragons in her village. Are you still afraid of these things that are worse than reptiles?"
Chujiu curled his lips with a wicked smile.
That being said, I knew clearly in my heart that I had seen two of the top ten underworlds in the underworld, and the ghosts living in the upper world were not worthy of carrying their shoes. But my body just couldn't control the tension.
At twelve o'clock sharp, I held my breath and stared at the window ten meters away.
Chujiu clenched the copper coin sword in his hand, and his expression became serious.
A few minutes passed, and there was nothing unusual outside the window, except for the occasional slight meow.
In the silent night, all the sounds were exceptionally clear, and there was a "rustling" sound, like a small animal stepping on dried leaves.
I looked at Chujiu, who made an uninformed expression.
"Woo~wow~wow~"
Suddenly, a strange sound came through the window. Even though I was mentally prepared, I was so frightened that the hairs on my back stood up. My fingers that were holding on to the armrests of the seat were in pain due to excessive exertion.
I didn't dare to take any action for fear of affecting Chujiu.
Looking at Chujiu again, he had a strange expression on his face. I couldn’t tell what this expression meant. He looked more like he couldn’t laugh or cry.
"Chujiu, what are you doing?"
Seeing Chujiu put the copper coin sword in his hand into a cloth bag, I asked him doubtfully.
Chujiu raised the corners of his mouth, made a silent gesture, shook his head, and told me not to worry with his eyes.
Seeing Chujiu's appearance, I wiped away my previous nervousness. It seemed that he was another weakling who could be dealt with without even using a weapon.
Chujiu returned to his seat, half lying down like before. Seeing him like this, I could only imitate him and half lie down on the seat, staring at the window.
After I was no longer afraid deep down in my heart, after listening to this creepy sound for several minutes, I actually found something unusual.
I looked at Chujiu's expression of suppressing a smile, and suddenly realized that the rhythm of the sound was one after another.
If the wailing word is replaced by normal speech, then this speech will be an infinite loop.
For example, the strange sound coming from the window can be compared to the sentence "I am a ghost who is here to kill me."
Then this sentence is shouted again with the same rhythm and tone.
If it weren't for Chu Jiu by my side, I would definitely be like Deng Deyou, who was frightened by the first few strange noises and lost all control.
Because the ninth day of the lunar month gave me enough sense of security, I was able to discover the strangeness of this strange sound.
After a while, when I looked up at the window again, I was startled. My body involuntarily leaned back on the chair.
A giant pale human face the size of an iron pot was staring at me from the window. The face had a pair of eyes with black light, and a half-meter-long tongue floated out of the blood-red mouth, moving around.
My scalp started to feel numb. It was exactly as Uncle Ding described. The giant's face should be this big. I didn't even react. Giants only exist in myths and stories.
The blood-red tongue was swaying, extending and contracting, which made me dare not breathe out. I began to imagine that such a big mouth could swallow me whole in one bite.
"Da da da"
My legs cramped violently, and on the ninth day of the lunar month, I was still in the mood to tap the table with my fingers.
I stared at Chujiu fiercely, and happened to see Chujiu tell me with his mouth, "Fake"!
Fake? I thought I had misjudged Chujiu’s mouth shape, and Chujiu repeated it again in a low voice. It was fake.
I closed my eyes tightly and opened them again. The giant face floating on the window had no sense of three-dimensionality and was actually a flat surface.
Chujiu stared at the ground, looking for something. Suddenly, he quietly walked to a cabinet, squatted down, and picked up half a brick from the bottom of the cabinet.
Chujiu waved his hand, gesturing for me to follow him.
When we were two meters below the wall, I saw clearly that the giant face was actually a piece of cloth with glowing black eyes, which should have been painted with a special reflective paint.
Under the lights in the warehouse, a dark light was reflected.
There is a string behind the long blood-red tongue. As the string is pulled, the long tongue sways.
As for being scared from a distance, it was entirely due to the initial sound effects and the dim light of the warehouse. When I got closer, it wasn't that scary anymore, like a kite flown by someone.
At this moment, I knew without guessing that there must be someone under the window outside the wall.
"this?"
I just opened my mouth to speak when I heard Chujiu smash half a brick in his hand against the window and yell:
"Help! There's a ghost!"
With a "bang" sound, the glass on the window was smashed to pieces by Chujiu, and the broken glass shards fell to the floor with a crackle.
Chujiu pulled me back and ran for more than ten meters. I turned around and saw that the giant face floating on the window had disappeared.
Back in the office, Chujiu lay on the folding bed and laughed, saying that this was the most interesting ghost he had ever seen.
"Don't tell me, it's scary to match that weird noise."
I made an excuse for being scared and overwhelmed before. Chujiu nodded cooperatively, saying that it was really scary if I didn’t know anything about it.
"Guo Guo, what are you going to do next?"
Although Chu Jiu asked me, he had already climbed out of bed and picked up the two batons next to his desk.
"What can we do? Then go out and take a look."
I took a baton handed to me on the ninth day of the lunar month, held it in my hand, and waved it in the air.
With its head-heavy and light-tail design, it will definitely be uncomfortable if this thing hits someone.
We brought a flashlight but did not turn on the lights. After leaving the warehouse, we walked along the warehouse wall toward the exhaust window.
Three minutes later, Chujiu, who was walking in front of me, waved for me to stop.
At the corner of the outer wall of the warehouse, we faintly heard the voices of three people.
"Hammer, my head was scratched by the glass."
"Sixth, don't worry, go back right away. We finally completed the task today, and the boss will definitely not treat us badly."
"After so many days, I finally heard someone shouting inside. The boss's request is true. You have to hear someone shouting."
"Let's go quickly, my head is still bleeding. Didn't we squat for more than ten days when we were in Hunan a few years ago?"
When I saw Chujiu frowning and tightening his grip on the baton in his hand, he looked like he wanted to rush out and catch him. I quickly grabbed his arm and shook my head.
Not long after, there was the sound of slightly chaotic footsteps.
It wasn't until we saw the faint flashlight light at the intersection in the distance that Chujiu and I walked around the corner of the wall and came under the ventilation wall.
"Guo Guo, why didn't you let me go out and catch them just now?"
"Didn't you hear that they have a boss? And they have committed crimes in Hunan before, which means they are committed by a gang. If you want to arrest them, you need to arrest them together."
The sound of howling ghosts and wolves is not as scary outside as it is in the warehouse. Perhaps because of the large space and echo of the warehouse, it sounds more crying.
Chujiu pointed at the tree, and I could tell where the sound came from.
When I came under the tree, I heard the sound of shards of glass under my feet. I had to turn on the flashlight, and sure enough, there was a pool of blood on the ground.
Chujiu climbed up the tree and jumped down after a while, throwing two things at me.
A mini tape recorder similar to the size of a Zhiyong radio, and a speaker-shaped plastic product.
I turned off the tape recorder casually and looked at this speaker-shaped thing. I couldn't figure out its function for a while.
Chujiu grabbed the tape recorder from my hand, pressed the play button, and put the tape recorder into the large mouth of the plastic speaker.
I was wondering that there was no change in the sound. Could it be that it was just hiding the function of the recorder?
I saw Chujiu pressing the big mouth of the plastic speaker against my chest. After the big mouth of the plastic speaker was blocked, the sound coming out of the small mouth became like crying.
"Hey, can we still play like this?"
It turns out that the small mouth of the plastic speaker is wrapped in a layer of black velvet.
I recalled the description of sound in the physics textbook, and couldn't remember anything else except that the propagation speed of sound is 340 meters per second.
Chujiu gave me a disdainful look and told me about echo, mixing, and stereo sound. The black velvet at the small opening is for sound absorption.
What I heard was that such a simple thing could only have such an effect. I thought that if one day I had no choice but to become a bad person, I would only be the lowest level one.
"They should change the battery every day at the right time. That's why you can't hear any strange noises in the second half of the night."
Chujiu pointed at the tape recorder and said.
"Remember how you put it, right? Just put it back intact."
I threw the recorder and sound equipment to Chujiu. Chujiu nimbly climbed to the branch of the tree and put them back in place.
"Go back to sleep and wait until Uncle Ding and the others arrive tomorrow."
Returning to the warehouse office, perhaps because I didn't have any psychological pressure, I slept very soundly.
In the morning I was woken up by a strong and pungent smell.
"On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, someone threw feces into the warehouse?"
The strong stench rushed straight to my forehead, and I couldn't help retching, and my stomach was churning over and over again.
I got up and rushed out of the office. After breathing in the fresh air outside, the uncomfortable feeling of retching disappeared.
Is there no smell in the air outside? The smell comes from the office.
"Hahahaha, Guo Guo, can you stop being so stupid? I'm cooking breakfast."
"Chujiu, are you possessed by evil spirits?"
I thought of many speculations in my mind. There was a mechanism on the tree trunk, and Chujiu was accidentally poisoned, causing him to lose consciousness.
When I rushed to the door of the office, the strong and pungent smell made me retch again.
"What's the matter?"
"Then why do you eat pig manure?"
Yes! I finally remembered this extremely stinky smell, which was very much like the neighbor’s pigsty in Lijia Village.
"You're the one who eats pig manure! This is snail and lion rice noodles! snail and lion rice noodles! Do you understand the snail and lion rice noodles? The stinkier it is, the more delicious it is!"
Chujiu became furious, rushed out of the office, and hit me with the baton in his hand.