36 Death Diary

In the evening, Captain Wang used the archives of the Public Security Bureau to find out that the construction team responsible for repairing National Highway 301 was named Wang Jianfeng, who was from this village. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info asked the village party secretary, and went directly to the door.

I was just curious about the past, so I called Wang Yao to follow with me.

From afar, I saw the low hut at the crossroads, dark and narrow, like a coffin parked on a mourning hall.

Wang Yao suddenly shrugged her nose, how could there be a smell of incense? She asked, surprised.

Team Wang's face changed suddenly, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly ran to the small black house and pushed the wooden door open. With a creaking sound, the eerie silence of the dark room was shattered.

A large black coffin was facing the wooden door, debris was floating in the brazier, white wax tears were squeezed out by the flames, and a strange back was shaking, as if it was ...... Appears to be a stiff corpse.

Hearing the sound of the door, the corpse slowly turned back, its shriveled cheeks, its eyes hollow, and the old man's spots. Wang Yao subconsciously grabbed my hand, this face was even more terrifying than his back.

"Hello. I'm looking for an old man named Wang Jianfeng, are you? Team Wang asked.

The old man didn't say a word, raised his old finger and pointed to the black coffin in front of him.

My eyes slowly moved up with his fingers, and then I saw a black and white photo hanging on the mourning hall. The photograph shows a middle-aged man in an old labor shirt standing in a black and white background, with a long winding road in the background.

"I know you're a policeman, don't you just want to investigate the detour that stopped work back then? But people have been forced to die, what do you want to do? Do you want a corpse? Pull it away! As he spoke, the old man stood trembling and slammed his hand on the lid of the coffin, his voice muffled.

"Uncle, maybe there is some misunderstanding. I'm really a police officer, you see this is my police ID. The police have never come to him, so maybe we should calm down and talk slowly. Team Wang said, turning back to Wang Yao with a look.

Wang Yao took out her police ID, and I took out my license and lit it up.

The old man took the police officer card of the Wang team and looked at it suspiciously, and his face softened. "Are you really the police?"

Team Wang nodded solemnly.

The old man opened the door and made a gesture to go out. He walked us more than 100 meters before we walked into a red brick house. With both hands, he solemnly took out a red notebook from the drawer, and the paper was precipitated yellow by time.

"This is my brother's work diary, and the greatest honor of his life is to build this national highway. But that accident made him haunted him, and he didn't let go until he died. This is his only relic, and he has no children and no inheritance, so in the end I must hand it over to the police. I said what I said just now to scare you, otherwise if it was someone with bad intentions, my brother would not forgive me under Jiuquan. ”

The captain took the diary and left with a thousand thanks.

He looked at Wang Yao, who was pouting behind him, handed her the notebook without saying a word, and walked away quickly.

It was slowly getting dark, and no matter what good words I said, Yaozi held the notebook in her arms, her eyes on guard at all times.

After dinner, I was playing with my mobile phone, and she came in cautiously with a notebook and immediately closed the door, as if cheating.

"Come, read me something from my notebook, my eyes hurt and I'm too lazy to look at it."

I took the notebook, did this girl have some bad idea in her heart? But I've been hungry for the contents of this notebook for a long time, and I don't care about it, so I just turn a page and read it.

……

[On June 18, 1986, the weather was clear. Today is the hardest day of the project, and the stone mountain is about to be completed, and this piece of mountain has made the brothers suffer for a month. Tonight is the last moment, and in the end, hold on for another three hours, and when you are done, take your brothers to have a good meal. 】

I don't know if it's my luck, but I just turned to this page about the Stone Mountain Project. But the handwriting is neat, and there is no information about the missing person and the reason for the diversion. The next two pages must be a record of the strange stoppage of the project, just keep reading.

[June 20, 1986, the weather is rainy. The experience of the night before yesterday was too terrifying, Ershun, Tiedan, and Xiangzi were taken away by it, and the altar was originally just a legend, but I didn't expect that thing to really exist.

The project must not continue, and I want to report to the county party committee that if the project continues, all the villagers of Yujiakou Village will go crazy and become its mouth. Although I don't know much, I can't kill so many people, and all three of them make me feel ashamed.

And it has to be kept secret, and I'll be left alone with all the pressure, and no one will know about it decades later when I bring it into a coffin. I never thought that the legend could become a reality at that time, it was terrifying.

That's all for today, tomorrow I'm going to go to Shuangdong myself and bury everything. Hopefully, no one will experience such fears in the future. 】

……

Seeing this, I slowly closed the notebook, and my mood instantly became extremely solemn. There is no need to read the rest of the diaries, because they are all about the project. But what is a little strange is that since it is a diary, why is there three days missing? Could it be that he didn't have time to write in the past three days, or that something happened in the past three days, which made him unwilling to write it down, for fear that it would become a nightmare in the future.

"Why don't you keep reading?" Wang Yao's question suddenly sounded in the room that was extremely quiet. The facilities in the room were not good, the lights were dim, and her abrupt voice made her mood tense for no reason.

"There's no need. The rest of the things are also inconsequential ledgers, and what we need has been found, but not only have we not found clues to solve the problem, but many mysteries have been detoured. Perhaps, I should go to the stone mountain again to see the weirdness of the existence of the Great Jue Temple, especially the blind Guanyin......"

Wang Yao winked at me, and snatched the notebook in my hand with great distrust. I still said this, I didn't expect it to be so sudden, still holding the shell of the notebook in my hand, and with a bang, the old notebook cracked in half, and suddenly a piece of cyan paper fell out of the yellow wallet.

Wang Yao glanced at me and said, "If you don't give it to me, it's okay now." Captain Wang Jianfeng knows that he will not let you go, and he will definitely wait for you to fall asleep at night. Use his hoe to shave your head off the back of your head. After she finished speaking, she angrily picked up the paper on the ground.

I looked at it from afar, the handwriting on the paper was blurry and messy, maybe there was a problem with the paper and the ink, the ink escaped on the paper, many of them were blurred, and only a few of them could be seen clearly, Wang Yao approached and read out word by word.

[The more I think about it, the more unsteady I become, I can't sleep and eat when I take that matter to heart, and I may not rest in peace when I die. The altar has been covered by me, and I dare not use extra explosives, otherwise the collapse of the mountain will attract more people's attention and more people will die.

The Stone Mountain Twin Caves used to be called the Taiping Immortal Cave, and the legend inside is that the Heavenly Father descended to earth and gave a headless angel to lay the foundation for the reopening of the prosperous world. The angels are the descendants of the Winged King, and they will always guard the altar. I went in with my eyes closed, not daring to look at the angels, until I got the dynamite and ran, and when I heard the noise, I never dared to go down again.

I was afraid that someone would make trouble, so I called my brothers overnight to smuggle all the good materials for building the temple up the stone mountain. All the equipment used to open the mountain left a mystery for the people in the village, and they retained a bit of awe for the stone mountain. After the temple is completed, perhaps the incense will slowly kill the ghost angels below, so that there will be no future troubles. 】

When Wang Yao read this, his face suddenly became very unsightly. "It turned out that the headless corpse was real, and I came back thinking it was a hallucination. It's terrible, no. I'm going to blow up that hole, what if it comes out and hurts someone? Maybe it killed everyone in the village, yes, it must be ......"

She was about to go out as she spoke, and I immediately grabbed her. "Little girl, don't be impulsive, this old man didn't dare to blow up the mountain easily, in case it was blown up and not blocked, but it touched some kind of enchantment, and released hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers, who is responsible? It's better to think about it in the long run, but ...... Being messed up like this, I don't dare to go up the mountain easily. As I spoke, I cautiously looked out the window, and a black headless figure slowly appeared on the window.