"It's the ring-shaped jade that Lu Qi gave me." I touched the jade twice. When I got close to Han Ziqi, the jade was slightly warm, but Han Ziqi's parents cried so hard that my head felt dizzy.
Pay too much attention.
Lulu held the spoon in her mouth, dug around in her pocket, took out the round piece of jade and spread it in her palm: "Second uncle, there is another piece here."
When the second uncle saw the piece of jade, his brows were so tight that he could kill a fly: "This piece of yours seems to be a burial object, or it is used to seal the nine orifices."
Lulu immediately threw the round jade on the table, looking unhappy.
"Why seal the nine orifices?" I scratched my head.
The second uncle narrowed his eyes.
Appeared, appeared! The second uncle’s moralistic and fairy-like temperament appeared again!
"It's an ancient belief. If gold and jade are in the sky, the dead will be immortal... ahem."
I was biting the edge of the bowl and listening to it with gusto, when my second uncle suddenly stopped talking, put his fist against his mouth and coughed twice, and then walked to the lockers with great speed and said in a high-pitched voice: "Han Ziqi is here
It’s time to eat!”
"How do I feel that my second uncle is hiding something?" Lulu said, staring at my uncle's generous back and approaching me.
I didn't understand either, so I could only shake my head: "My mother said that if the second uncle wants to say something, he will say it himself. If the second uncle doesn't tell us, let's not ask."
"Well, Aunt Yun is right."
The second uncle lit three incense sticks and put them in the incense burner and took them into the bathroom without closing the door. We could just see the smoke swirling under the mirror.
Han Ziqi's parents were dumbfounded. It was the first time they saw smoke drifting into the mirror.
But I'm looking at my second uncle. Is his second uncle really a Taoist priest?
...What is a Taoist priest? Are they also goddesses?
…
Around four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Han Ziqi's parents finally finished crying and told Han Ziqi not to worry in the mirror. They would definitely find his body, and they were ready to go back.
Second uncle and the three of us took them to the gate of the community to wait for the bus.
"Nuan Ting, is there so much garbage in our community every day? There aren't many people living there." Lulu asked me, holding her arm and pointing to the trash can diagonally opposite the concierge.
Then I remembered that there was a dead cat there: "Grandpa Song said that people from the 603 threw a dead cat there this morning."
"Is there anyone in 603?"
"Yeah." I wiped the sweat from my palms, "The kitten is quite pitiful."
Lulu nodded in agreement: "How about we bury it."
I quietly glanced at my second uncle, who was talking to Uncle Han. It seemed like the two of them had known each other for a long time, and there was no sign of the tense situation in the morning.
Hey, my second uncle is an old social butterfly.
Lulu and we looked at each other and smiled. It felt so exciting to do small tricks behind the adults’ backs!
The two of us crouched and ran behind the trash can without saying a word. Lulu handed me a small stick and we picked up the trash. Most of the trash was packed in black plastic bags. It looked like one person.
Throwed out.
We dug around for a long time and finally pulled out a small black garbage bag.
I used a stick to lift the garbage bag, but the stick was bent, and the garbage bag was still dripping with blood...
"Still, it's quite permeable." Lulu said stutteringly.
I nodded in agreement.
We hesitated for a while, and finally turned a little further with the bag. Lulu squatted under a small tree and dug a hole with her bare hands, and I carefully opened the bag.
As soon as the bag was opened, a strong smell of blood suddenly hit the face, and the cat inside was also revealed. The orange cat had been disemboweled, and all the organs in the cavity were missing. The cat still had a distorted expression on its face. Very weird.
I can even feel...it seems to be saying it hurts me!
"Ah!!" I sat down on the ground! My body was suddenly covered with a layer of sweat! My fingers were curled up!
This cat was killed!
"Nuan Ting...ah!" Lulu looked over and sat down on the ground, closing her eyes tightly and not daring to look again.
I suppressed my fear and hurriedly threw the cat into the pit, pushing earth back and forth with my little hands to fill the pit.
"Sorry, we didn't mean to disturb you. Conditions are limited. You can sleep here first."
After filling in the soil, I immediately pulled Lulu and ran back. We were both so sorry to have encountered such a scary thing in broad daylight.
At this time, there was only one thought left in my mind: go home quickly and find my second uncle. But I forgot that my second uncle was at the gate of the community.
After running two more steps, the wind in my ears vaguely heard a pitiful meow, but it didn't feel threatening. I slowly stopped and mustered up the courage to look back.
On the road in the direction of the trash can, I saw a big orange cat covered in blood and disemboweled, standing on the roadside, looking at me with tears in its eyes.
When he saw me turning my head, he let out a little cry, and his tears slid down his fur and fell to the ground.
I shivered.
It has... a black air coming from it.
Can animals also become ghosts?
"Nuan Ting, let's go quickly." Lulu's face turned pale and she was so frightened.
"Walk."
I ignored the meowing behind me and followed Lulu towards the door of the unit. The meowing behind me became more and more rapid and hoarse, as if it was trying to stop us.
But our house is up there, so why did it stop us from doing anything? Moreover, it didn't chase us, but the wind blew the smell of blood over us.
The two of us arrived at the door, and because we were busy walking, we accidentally bumped into someone coming out in front of us.
I was knocked staggering, but fortunately Lulu held me up and prevented the base of my tail from being injured again.
I held my shoulder that was hurt by the impact, turned my head angrily, and was stunned for a moment.
What came out was a man wrapped in black clothes. He was holding two large black garbage bags in his hands. He was very thin. His arms were covered with blood vessels and the shape of bones could be seen from his rolled-up sleeves.
He is not tall, and has long hair and a long beard. If the half of his face exposed was not too young, I would have thought he was an old man.
That waist is even more stooped than that of Grandpa Sun, the corpse stitcher.
Lulu was beside me and swallowed hard: "He, the garbage bag in his hand is the same as the one next to the trash can."
I thought Lulu had something to say, so I asked her: "What?"
"Is he cleaning?"
"...I think he is the family member of 603." My heart was in my throat, I took Lulu's hand, watched the man walk to the trash can, and then stood still.
"Oops, he found someone digging through the trash can." I dragged Lulu and ran upstairs. I went to the window on the second floor stairwell and took a look outside. I happened to see the man silently looking around, his eyes under his hair. exposed.
There is only one, with a black eyepatch on the right eye.
He bent down to pick up the garbage again.
Lulu covered her mouth, so frightened that she couldn't speak clearly: "The place where he turned was the place where we found the kitten! Is he really our neighbor?! This neighbor is too scary!"