Chapter 358: Ghost Village
"I've heard Qian Yong talk about you a lot, and I've heard that you often encounter supernatural events. J Qin Xian Mu Sui Jun Kill Pararot Lai Yue Phi Thumb Printξ Disease ξΎ Xian Xiang
One, theists: they are convinced that there is heaven and hell, believe in reincarnation, and believe in ghosts and gods.
Second, the frustrated: repeatedly frustrated in reality, with nowhere to complain, and instead prefer ethereal supernatural stories, from virtual characters and plots to get satisfaction.
3. Good inventors: Invention and creation seem to have little to do with supernatural stories, but people who are good at inventing and creating are often extremely active in thinking and good at fantasy, and the vigorous imagination content of beautiful supernatural stories is very much in line with their appetite.
Fourth, the unadulterated: There is no meaning to belittle you here. Life is too short to be a parent, but the past of childhood is vividly remembered, and supernatural stories become a continuation of childhood fantasies.
Fifth, people who like to hunt for curiosities: These people are often very popular, and when they get together, they are high-minded, open-minded, witty, and supernatural content is their good talking point.
6. Escapists: Disillusioned with reality and preferring unrealistic things instead.
Seventh, people who are depressed in life: they are bored, they are not interested in newspapers and television, they don't like poker and mahjong, and their families may not be happy, so they have to invest in the supernatural 'door'.
Which do you think you belong to? β
"None of them, I'm just a drifter who goes with the waves. It's not that I like it, it's just that many things will be sent to the 'door' by themselves. I leaned back in my chair and looked at the snow-white sky 'flower' board: "What about you?" What kind of person do you think you are? β
She smiled: "Although I don't really like supernatural events, and I am even afraid of them a lot, but in terms of personal experience and 'sexuality' alone, I am afraid that I am an escapist." β
"Escapist? Hmph, really. I stared into her eyes without blinking: "So to be honest, do you really like Qian Yong?" β
"Of course I don't like it. Strange, aren't you surprised, did you already know? "Her face was slightly reddened.
I nodded: "Ever since Yuying started to be savage and weird, I've noticed some details a little. I'm afraid you're using him to get to know me. β
"Sort of, Qian Yong is right, you are really an extremely smart person, it is difficult to deceive." She smiled wryly: "Of course I have to investigate you clearly, after all, I can't 'hand' Yuying to someone who will hurt her." She's very simple! β
"Does he know you're using him?"
"He's not stupid, I'm afraid he knows. But the man was super persevering, and thick-skinned. Xu Wanxin sighed and gently brushed away a trace of bangs that covered her eyes: "Although I don't like it, I don't have a good feeling, and I am an ordinary person, but he still has the advantage of attracting 'girl' children." Are you stupid when you say 'girls'? β
"I don't know." There is always a 'gloom' haze in her heart, although she has not had much contact with her, but in terms of the behavior and style she taught Xie Yuying, Xu Wanxin herself is definitely not a sentimental person. And now she is actually talking to herself about the profound things of life philosophy, which is incredible!
"Tell me honestly, what happened to you today?" I frowned and asked, "You seem a little abnormal." β
She grinned at me, "We've only met twice, don't say you know me very well." I'm not the kind of little girl who is easily deceived! β
Coughing violently, covering her mouth hard, Xu Wanxin patted her chest hard, and then 'revealed' a bright smile: "What did the doctor say?" β
"He said you had an imbalance in nutrition, which led to anemia 'sexual' shock." I recall.
"Not at all, my body is born with a devil, and it belongs to the body type that can't eat fat. Only if you don't eat enough, where will you lose 'fat'. A slight flash of fear flashed across her look: "I see, something inexplicable!" β
"What's that?" Seeing her mysterious appearance, my curiosity was also aroused.
"Want to know? Hee-hee, unless you and Yuying have a 'kiss', people will consider telling you! "She smiled very treacherously, and her deep dimples came out cutely, which was indeed beautiful.
I snorted, turned and walked out. Although I didn't know why I would mind her words, I never had a chance to ask again.
Because that night, at around twelve o'clock, Xu Wanxin committed suicide in the hospital......
Yuying had been sitting next to her corpse, not eating or drinking, just staring at the thin layer of white 'colored' corpse cloth in a daze. When the police saw that her face was full of 'spirits', they rarely did not disturb her, but only reminded me to go to the police station to make a record after she was sober.
The scene is very obvious, although the ward is a triple room, only Xu Wanxin lives alone. According to the traces left at the scene, she got out of bed and walked anxiously around that night after we left, and then came to the window to open it.
Since the windows of the hospital were only ajar, and the gap between them could not even reach a head, she gave up after trying for a while. Pick up the fruit knife on the table, cover the quilt, and cut the artery hard. Afraid that the blood spurting out would make people suspicious, he used a plastic bag to pack the entire injured wrist.
Then lie down quietly and sleep. The staff of the hospital went back and forth several times and did not find anything unusual, but they thought that the 'girl' child was sleeping soundly. It wasn't until the morning when Xie Yuying came to visit the room that she jokingly pushed her, only to find that Xu Wanxin's hand was hanging down weakly, and she had already lost her breath. Date: May 17 night
It's been almost a month since I came back from Huangxian Village, and in the past half a month, Sun Ao and Zhao Yu have been checking relevant books, hoping to find out the information about the things brought out by Yixun.
It was six very small bronze heads, with round heads and helmets on their heads. The back of the head is made of mending hair and cast hair ornaments, like butterfly-shaped 'flowers', and the middle is tied with a wide band. The portrait is beautifully shaped, full of energy, with surprisingly large eyes closed harshly, a very pointed nose, and a burst of mystery and weirdness in the whole outline.
Sun Ao, a top student of folklore, immediately judged that it should be a sacrificial article of the Xishu generation thousands of years ago, which was very valuable for research, so he hid it without hesitation. The next day, the villagers found the bodies of the three bone pickers, as well as a young man who had already gone mad. When he was lifted out of Yixun, the man just bit his fist hard, held his breath when he heard the wind and grass, and closed his eyes in horror. The villagers were surprisingly calm, and sent a few men to watch the six of them cautiously, as if they were afraid that the corpses would be seen by outsiders. Then all the bodies were cremated that night.