Song Meng, who was brushing her teeth, poked her head out of the public water room, "Sister Lin, it can't be Zhang Wenshao, right?" ”

"Who?" My tone has changed.

"It's him." Sister Lin nodded, "Xiao Yang, do you know Zhang Wenshao?" ”

"He's my college student, how did he die? We had a drink together last night! ”

"The junior you talked about yesterday is him. It was a physical accident, just in the middle of the night last night, I don't know how to die suddenly. Sister Lin sighed, "I also heard from the people in the street office." ”

Zhang Wenshao's death made the three of us not know what to say.

Sister Lin put down her things and went to cook, while I was in a trance.

Although I have met Zhang Wenshao once, he is also a living person.

"Quick, look at Tik Tok." Song Meng shouted at me with her mobile phone.

I opened Douyin and saw Song Meng sharing a video with me.

The user name is "Gucheng Xintiandi".

The title is "The Strange Death of a Flower Boy".

Click on it and look at it, it's a video.

The time was 0:00 this morning, and a group of drunken young people came out of the bar in the bar street of the ancient city. Among them is Zhang Wenshao.

He suddenly screamed, as if he had seen something, and his whole face was distorted.

He screamed and said not to come.

Some of the others laughed, and some went to pull Zhang Wenshao, but he threw them away.

Then Zhang Wenshao suddenly covered his shoulder, his face was full of pain and horror, and he fell to the ground in a few seconds.

In the midst of the chaotic crowd, I saw a blurred red back.

Wet red raincoat, red high heels.

My scalp tingled with fear.

The comments on the underground are a mess.

"Young people should pay attention to maintenance."

"It's staying up all night and dying suddenly."

"What are you doing with him not holding his shoulders? Isn't it time to cover your chest? ”

"It's the heart position, right?"

"Your heart grows on the right side?"

I played back the video and saw Zhang Wenshao holding his right shoulder.

That's where his handprint was yesterday.

His handprint is on his right shoulder, while mine is on the left.

The video is only two minutes long, and I have watched it countless times, and I have found other videos posted on the Internet, but I can only see a vague shadow of a woman.

"Yang Dong, you can help me on duty, I will go out with Sister Lin for something." Song Meng knocked on the door to find me.

"Okay." I walked to the front desk.

Sister Lin and Song Meng were muttering something, Sister Lin frowned, and Song Meng looked a little scared.

I didn't think much about it, maybe Zhang Wenshao's death was also a blow to them.

When the shift was handed over in the evening, Song Meng said to me again: "You must lock the door after eleven o'clock." Recently, the ancient city has not been peaceful, don't open the door. ”

Doubts rose in my heart. What can be so unpeaceful in a touristy ancient city?

But it's the rule of the store, and I'm going to sleep after 11 o'clock, so I'll just do it.

After eleven o'clock, I closed the shop and pulled the folding bed, lay on the bed in fear, and wrapped my whole body in a summer cool quilt.

Even if I'm so hot that my forehead is sweating.

"Click......

I felt an inexplicable pressure rush over me, overwhelming me.

Under the glare of incandescent lamps, the hall was empty.

But the sound of high heels is getting louder and closer.

I was holding a wrench from the toolbox in my hand, and my palms were drenched in sweat.

Even if you really come to one, it's a big deal to fight with it.

But nothing appeared, and I stared at the source of the sound.

A string of water stains appeared on the polished wooden floor.

Little by little, it spread to me.

I froze on the bed, staring at the growing stain.

The sound of ticking water accompanied by the sound of high heels echoed through the empty hall.

I felt a pinprick pain in my shoulder.

I watched a cloud of air come towards me, and the wordless pressure suffocated me.

The sound finally stopped, it stopped at the block in the front desk, and then disappeared.

With it, there are water stains on the floor and invisible pressure.

There was so much fresh air rushing into my lungs that I collapsed on the folding bed.

There was no noise or anyone to harass me at night.

By the time I woke up, it was five.

I was woken up by the sound of crackling rain outside the door. I sat up against the wall, feeling like I was going to be the last to die.

"Young man check out."

The raincoat uncle came over slowly dragging his luggage.

The moles at the corners of the mouth are particularly conspicuous.

I looked at him with a tingling scalp and tried to shrink into the corner.

The raincoat uncle silently put the room card on the table. The bronzed face has no expression at all, and it looks very gloomy.

I was too scared to look at him, and the only consolation was that he had come to leave the inn. Took his room key and checked out.

"Well, here's a deposit."

I pulled two hundred dollars out of a drawer and gave it to him.

It's strange that the store still only accepts cash.

What's even stranger is that none of the guests came to pay by card or mobile phone.

I pressed the doubt again and took the key to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the wind poured in with heavy raindrops of beans.

The heavens and the earth were joined together by raindrops.

The river was constantly churning.

"It's a nuisance when it rains." The uncle muttered and slipped into the rain.

I closed the door and sat down on the folding bed, thinking about putting it away as soon as possible. But I don't know why my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, so I fell asleep again.

It was Sister Lin who woke me up.

"Xiao Yang? Xiao Yang? Did you stay up late last night? Sister Lin shook my shoulder, "Why don't you lie down and sleep?" It's a young man who can do anything, if I have to fall on my head. ”

I rubbed my eyes and was shocked to find myself sleeping.

On the table were three room cards and a note, "The room has been refunded, and the deposit has been taken by yourself." ”

I hurriedly opened the drawer, and there were more than 2,000 dollars in cash in the drawer, and if I had lost it, I would have to make up for it myself.

Fortunately, the guest just took his own deposit and didn't touch anything else.

I finished processing the three key cards and felt that something was not quite right.

The front desk is so high that it's impossible to reach the drawers while standing outside. But when they came in, I didn't even feel anything?

I closed the drawers, put away the folding bed, and went into the water room.

I took off my shirt, and the red marks on my shoulders were still there.

However, the talisman Zhang Wenshao gave me was a little scorched.

I took it off in amazement, and looked closely at the small triangle made of rune paper as if it had been burned by fire. With a lot of force on my hand, it shattered into ashes on my hand.

Thinking about the watermark that stopped next to my bed yesterday, could it be that the amulet worked?

Zhang Wenshao told me that day that he asked for it? What masters?

During the meal, I asked Sister Lin if there was a fortune teller in the ancient city.

Sister Lin laughed, "Do you still believe this?" ”

I said I would have nothing to do in a while.

"Gee, I really haven't known much about that. I remember that Xiao Zhang believed in these things before, and he said that there was a blind man Liu on the street next to the City God Temple, who was particularly famous. ”

I came out of the inn and went next door to buy cigarettes.

The supermarket owner crossed the bracelet in his hand and made a phone call, "Don't say it, Master Wen is really a cow, my niece asked him to read it, and I never heard the sound of high heels in the middle of the night." Oh, what kind of world are you talking about...... They've all come to us......"

High heels?