Entering the twelfth lunar month, the work of the polling bureau seems to have suddenly decreased. Reports of various strange incidents that used to be sent in from various places every day have disappeared. More and more investigators who are okay in the bureau have gathered together. The entire poll
The bureau seemed noisy. Ever since I entered the polling bureau, it has always been deserted. I have never seen anything like this. These days did not end until the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month.
The 23rd of the twelfth lunar month is a day for worshiping stoves in folk custom. This morning, Fatty Sun and I had just arrived at the polling bureau when we saw two buses parked at the door. Directors such as Gao Liang, Monk Xiao and Hao Wenming were standing at the door.
Even Moyes from the third room, who rarely appeared once, appeared next to Director Gao. Except for Er Yang, Ouyang Zianzuo and Wu Rendi were not seen. Before we could understand what was going on, Hao Wenming was
I caught up with the car. At this time, the car was already full of other investigators. I looked around and found a few old acquaintances inside who I could talk to. Xiong Wanyi and Ximen Lian were sitting at the back. They saw me and
Fatty Sun got on the bus and waved to us repeatedly.
Before I could say hello, Xiong Wanyi, who was sitting inside, had already started shouting to me: "Lazi, Fatty Sun, there are seats here, come and sit!" Seeing that it was them, Fatty Sun and I were naturally not polite and walked over and sat down.
They were in the front row. Before we could speak, Ximen Lian asked: "Lazi, what happened today? Where are you going to take us this early in the morning?"
Fatty Sun looked at him helplessly and said: "I want to ask you this again. I'm not talking about you, Xiong Dongbao. I thought the people in your second room were better informed. If I had known, I would have asked our Hao
I'm the director." Xiong Wanyi glanced at the directors outside the car window, and then said to Fatty Sun in the front row: "If you ask your director, he has to be able to tell you. Fatty Sun, I gave our Director Qiu a hard time.
In the morning, he didn't even tell me a word. If you can really find out, remember to tell me." Fatty Sun followed Xiong Wanyi's eyes just now and glanced at Monk Xiao who was standing next to Gao Liang outside, then turned to Xiong Wanyi
He said haha: "Forget it, you, Director Qiu, don't even tell me, I don't know where I can go."
At this time, everyone had arrived, and the directors of each room counted their troops. Except for the sixth room, our room was the most obvious. Pojun's injury was just right, and he was not included in this operation.
He Ziheng and several investigators looked at the polling bureau. Thirty or forty people had arrived at the place where we were going last night to make preparations. The rest of the people were in the car. Finally, the car we were traveling in started.
Gao Liang and others took a business van to lead the way, and our two buses followed closely behind. No one told us where our destination was. The car drove all the way until it was outside the scope of the capital.
There was no sign of arriving at the destination.
Along the way, except for the occasional refueling stop to make it easier for us to get off, the car never stopped. Even lunch had hamburgers and mineral water prepared in advance. Looking at the route, this time the destination is probably Hebei.
Province. It was around four o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun had moved to the west, and our car finally stopped in front of a huge warehouse on the outskirts of an unknown city. There was a Land Rover parked in front of the warehouse gate.
There we are, it seems someone got there a step ahead of us.
After we got off the bus, we heard Qiu Bulao shouting to us: "Get off the bus, I'll give you ten minutes for your convenience. The toilet is on the left. In ten minutes, we will meet in the warehouse! We will announce the purpose of this operation at that time."
"After Director Qiu finished speaking, a small half of the people walked to the bathroom, and the rest started to walk into the warehouse. When Xiong Wanyi and Ximen Lian went to the bathroom and there was no one around us, Fatty Sun whispered to me:
"Lazi, go out with all your strength. Is this the big move that Master Xiao said?" I nodded slightly and said, "Looking at this posture, it is probably possible. Let's see what they say later."
When Fatty Sun and I entered the warehouse, we discovered that there was an old steam train parked in this ridiculously large warehouse, with twenty or thirty carriages dragged behind the locomotive. Seeing this train, we
The people who just came in are a little confused. Isn't this train prepared for us? Even if all the people from the polling bureau get on, two carriages will be enough, and there is no need to drag so many carriages, right?
Just when we were feeling surprised, we saw an old man slowly walking down from the second carriage facing us. Fatty Sun and I had both seen this old man. He had come to the polling bureau empty-handed not long ago to find Gao Liang.
The current president of the Ethnic and Religious Committee - Min Tianyuan, it seems that the Land Rover parked in front of the warehouse is his car. Chairman Min got off the train and nodded towards Director Gao who was walking over. The two of them
Without saying a word, Min Tianyuan nodded, walked to Director Gao, and handed over an envelope. Gao Liang did not shy away, and tore open the envelope in front of us, which contained several bills and
A strange-shaped key. After confirming the contents of the envelope, Director Gao repackaged the envelope and put it in his pocket.
Seeing that Director Gao had no objections, Min Tianyuan smiled at Gao Liang, and then returned to the carriage where he had just come down. Neither of them said a word during the whole process. It seemed that Min Tianyuan came to the polling bureau before.
The goal was achieved.
Min Tianyuan returned to the carriage. After Gao Liang whispered a few words to the directors, Director Qiu came out and motioned for us to get into the last carriage. When everyone arrived, Qiu Bulao stood in the middle of the carriage and said to us
: "Now let's introduce the specific circumstances of this operation..."
Finally getting to the point, we all turned our attention to Director Qiu and heard Qiu Bulao continue: "Our mission this time is to escort the souls of 1,800 people who died in vain to the underworld. This time we use
On the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, a day when the underworld is relatively relaxed, a gap between the yin and yang realms is forcibly opened at the gate of hell, and these souls are sent in. Since there is natural yin-dispersing material on this road leading to the gate of hell, the souls cannot move forward on their own.
, there happened to be a railway line that was about to be scrapped and arrived at our destination this time. The bureau contacted the relevant departments to use trains to transport them, and your task is to take good care of these souls and prevent accidents from happening during the transportation. "
Having said this, Qiu Bulao paused and glanced at the investigators sitting around him. Seeing that everyone had no problems, Director Qiu continued: "The number of souls transported this time is relatively large, and they all died in vain.
The hostility is relatively high. During the escort process, you must be particularly careful. If an accident occurs, your own safety must be the first priority. If necessary, you can use force to drive away all the restless souls. Due to the special nature of this operation
"Sex, there is no notice in advance. If there are people who have not brought all the equipment, they will go to Director Hao to pick up the temporary equipment later." I thought Qiu Bulao had finished talking, but Director Qiu seemed to suddenly think of something again, "By the way, there's more."
There is one thing. You are not responsible for the first three carriages of the train. No one is allowed to enter. Okay, now I will inform you of the corresponding carriages. Li Dadan, Zhang Mingda, Yun Feiyang, Xiao Mingchang, the four of you go to carriage No. 4...
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After Director Qiu introduced almost all the investigators present, he finally said my name: "Shen La, Sun Desheng, Xiong Wanyi, Ximen Lian, you four are in this carriage." After speaking, Qiu Bulao glanced at his watch. Said, "The souls will start entering the carriage at six o'clock, and the train will leave on time at six thirty. There is still one hour before the departure time. If there is no problem, you can go to your respective carriages and start preparing for this operation!"
After Director Qiu finished speaking, the surrounding investigators stood up and walked out of the carriage. Some went directly to find their corresponding carriage; some came to Hao Wenming's side to receive temporary equipment; and some came to their director's side. I muttered something in a low voice. After a while, I, Fatty Sun, Xiong Wanyi and Ximen Lian were the only ones left in this carriage. After checking the equipment on our bodies and confirming that it was correct, the four of us gathered in front of a table to find out if we had any equipment. After chatting for a while, we heard a sharp whistle outside. The four of us looked out of the car window at the same time and saw that the doors of more than a dozen rooms in the warehouse were opened. Countless foggy figures walked out of it. came out.
As if arranged in advance, these figures walked to the door of each carriage in an orderly manner. The doors of our carriages were not closed, and the moment we saw these figures entering the carriage, these foggy figures suddenly materialized. .The mist dissipated, and apart from the grayish look on their faces and the heavy Yin Qi exuding from their bodies, the figures inside looked at their appearance. They were both male and female, and they were no different from ordinary people.
But in the end, it was still a ghost who died in vain. As more and more souls got on the car, I began to feel that the temperature of the car began to slowly drop. In the originally warm car, when the four of us talked, our mouths started to I breathed out white breath. But these souls seemed to be more afraid of us. They entered the carriage and sat on the seats far away from us. But as more and more souls came up, the souls who came in later began to slowly The earth is coming closer to us.
The four of us had just discussed it. We were divided into two groups, guarding the two ends of the carriage and keeping an eye on the souls in the middle. If something happened, we could take care of the front and rear. Seeing more and more souls coming up, the four of us stood up at the same time. , Fatty Sun and I walked towards the front door of the carriage. Seeing us walking past, the souls who were still together dispersed to make way for us.
Our carriage has 108 seats, and these souls plus the four of us are arranged according to the full capacity. Now in the seats of the four of us, no soul dares to sit next to us, but in the end there are about ten souls Standing in the middle of the carriage, Fatty Sun smiled heartlessly at me: "It's almost the Chinese New Year after all. It's really fitting that I can get a standing ticket for this train."
Looking at the people who died in vain in this car, I didn't agree with Fatty Sun at all. I accidentally glanced out of the car window, and suddenly the scene outside the car window attracted me, and I saw Monk Xiao slowly slowly carrying a soul lingering in the mist. Walking towards the car in front, when passing our car, my head twitched for no reason, as if there was a string inside my head, and my head was pulled by it. Although it was not very painful, But the feeling of a foreign object in my head was quite obvious. Looking at the back of this soul, I thought it looked familiar. I must have seen it somewhere. At this time, Fatty Sun also followed my gaze and saw Monk Xiao who had just passed by and the mist lingering figure. He opened the car window and looked out to Monk Xiao and shouted: "Old Master Xiao! Which carriage are you in? I'll look for him later..."
Before he finished speaking, Monk Xiao suddenly turned around and shouted at him sharply: "Shut up! Close the window!" In my memory, I have never seen Monk Xiao like this, especially to Fatty Sun.
Fatty Sun closed the car window angrily and muttered to me: "What happened to Lao Xiao? Did he take gunpowder? He has such a violent temper. This is not the time to beg me to take him to heaven and earth with a face a while ago."
." I looked at the back of the soul next to Monk Xiao and said, "Great Sage, look at the soul next to Old Xiao, do you think it looks familiar?"
Fatty Sun tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "I still can't say it looks familiar, but why does this soul look abnormal? I'm not telling you, the way it walks looks like the sequelae of a stroke."
The walking posture of the soul next to Monk Xiao is very strange, and it looks a bit confused. It will stand still every dozen steps. At this time, Monk Xiao needs to make a forward gesture to guide it.
This soul slowly continued to walk forward. I quietly opened the car window and watched their backs slowly walking forward. Looking at the soul's back, I felt more and more familiar, and saw a name.
When I was about to blurt out, Monk Xiao suddenly turned around and looked at me. Our eyes met, and his unusually cold eyes scared me. The name that was about to be spoken became even more confusing in my mind. What is this?
What's the situation? Is the person who looked at me just now still the shameless monk Xiao that I know?
After looking at me, Monk Xiao and the soul beside him continued to walk forward, and they stopped when they reached the first few carriages. At this time, Fatty Sun also stuck his head out of the car window again. Monk Xiao
Making another gesture, the soul turned around and followed Monk Xiao into the second carriage of the train.
When I saw them entering the carriage, I closed the window. Fatty Sun said, "Lazi, have you figured out who it is?" I shook my head. I was about to call out a name, but I was so frightened by Monk Xiao's look just now that I almost lost my mind.
I couldn’t remember anything about Fatty Sun’s last name. I tried hard to sort out my thoughts, but I still couldn’t remember who that soul was.