Chapter 8: Who Is He?
Yuanqi Road, Xingtiandi Mall, 4th Floor, Menggui Library.
"Cell phone?"
The proprietress and administrator of Menggui Library sat behind the counter, squinting her lazy eyes slightly, looking at the refreshing boy in his early twenties, who was more than 1.7 meters tall, and raised her eyebrows in confusion.
"Yes. I found this phone in the bedside table last night, I don't know if it was the landlord Aunt you dropped it? ”
Fang Yi handed the big red mobile phone to the beautiful young woman in front of him, looking at the white face with a clear and pure gaze, there was no blasphemy, although her face covered with light makeup, and the thick fur coat could not hide her high bulging breasts, it was hard not to make people think about it.
"Sister."
Wang Xueying's slender jade hand with red nail polish put down the horror novel that she had just flipped through half-of, and she didn't pick up the big red mobile phone from the counter, her hands wrapped around her plump breasts, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and said: "I've said it a few times, call me sister, I'm only a few years older than you, and you can't speak too much." Don't have a girlfriend yet, do you? ”
"Okay Aunt Landlord, I know Aunt Landlord."
Fang Yi nodded very seriously and said, "This mobile phone ......"
"Not mine."
Wang Xueying didn't even glance at the red phone.
"That ......"
"You can take it for nothing, and throw it away if you don't want it."
“……”
Fang Yi was speechless.
Wang Xueying said, "Anyway, how was last night, my house is good, right?" Is it fair to charge you 3,800 months? ”
These words stopped Fang Yi.
He really didn't know what to say.
Do you want to say that your house is haunted?
You don't have to think about it to know that the landlord must be in a hurry with you, and Fang Yi himself doesn't believe in ghosts and gods.
He felt that most of his studies and work were under too much pressure, coupled with the fact that his parents had disappeared inexplicably, and he had not heard from him for two months.
"Well, I'm satisfied." Fang Yi nodded sincerely, hesitated for a moment, and still asked, "That, landlord, did anyone else move in yesterday?" ”
Wang Xueying shook her head: "No." So far, you're the only occupant in my apartment building. ”
Fang Yi chuckled in his heart: "Oh......"
"Look at you, what's going on?"
Wang Xueying asked, "Or are you too lonely and not a neighbor?" ”
Fang Yi: "No...... I just asked casually. ”
"In this way, I don't know what's going on in the rental advertisement I hung on Wangbatong City and it was taken down, saying that my photos are not clear enough, you have nothing to do and go back or help me take a few photos and upload them, and someone will rent them to you for a commission."
Wang Xueying smiled slyly, and two good-looking little pear vortices suddenly appeared on her delicate face, full of charming charm, "If you want to have a group of beautiful women as neighbors soon......"
"Okay, then, Aunt Landlord, I'll go first."
Fang nodded in response, and then took his leave.
His family is well-off, but he doesn't care about the so-called rent commission, he just came to explore the reality of this beautiful landlady, and at the moment it seems that this Ms. Wang is very normal, at least on the surface, he can't find anything weird.
The trip was fruitless.
Leaving the mall, Fang Yi threw the red mobile phone into the trash can on the side of the road for the first time, he always felt that this thing was a bit evil, and he was not greedy for something that was not his own.
Then he drove his low-key 13-year-old Volkswagen Polo to Hujiang University.
Although he looks white and fresh, he is actually 26 years old this year, and has worked in the Fenghua City Cultural Relics Depository in Ningzhou for two years, and is now studying for a master's degree in archaeology at Hujiang University, so he temporarily lives in Hangjin City, where Hujiang University is located.
Hangjin City, a first-tier city where every inch of land is valuable, can have an eighteen-story single-family apartment building in this place, which shows the background of the landlord Wang Xueying, which is very unusual.
……
After taking Guo Yi's introduction to archaeology, Fang Yi took Liu Fatzi to Hokkaido for lunch.
Hokkaido is not a place name but a restaurant name, and it is a Japanese restaurant located on Jianshe Road in the Development Zone.
Liu Fatzi's name is Liu Shaohui, Fang Yi's classmate, is a native of Xiangxi thousands of miles away, the two have the same temperament and smell, and over time they have become friends who have nothing to say.
"I said, can you stop smoking when you eat?"
Rejecting the cigarette sent by Liu Fatzi, Fang Yi sucked a chopstick noodle into his mouth with a "snort".
"With a hammer and a cigarette, the mana is boundless."
Liu Fatzi took care of himself and ordered one, soaring through the clouds, and did not rush to put chopsticks into the hot noodle bowl, "It is impossible to eat without smoking, it is impossible in this life, only cigarettes can eat." ”
"Hey, fat man, do you think there are any ghosts in this world?"
Fang Yi said suddenly.
Liu Fatzi took a puff of cigarette, exhaled it for a long time, narrowed his eyes, as if caught in a memory, and after a while, he said slowly:
"Ghosts, of course, there are.
You live in a big city, you probably don't have the kind of Shinto stuff, in my father's words, it's noisy, and it's full of bad smells of industrial exhaust and car exhaust, and you don't want to stay. ”
Liu Fatzi opened the conversation box by himself, "But in our kind of rural place, there are still many strange things that can't be explained. ”
Fang Yiyi: "I want to hear about it." ”
"Take my family as an example, when I was a child, our family of five lived in an old house left by my grandparents, and the old dilapidated house made a sound similar to the rolling of glass balls in the attic at night, and my father and I and my brother went up to see it several times, but we didn't find anything. Strange, you say, isn't it strange? ”
Liu Fatzi talked eloquently, "Later, I passed by an old Taoist priest and said that there were unclean things in my house, so scared that my father immediately borrowed money everywhere to demolish the old house and build a new house." ”
Fang Yi was silent for a while: "What else?" ”
"When I was a child, I was more impressed by the hanged ghost on the mountain behind the village next door."
Liu Fatzi took a deep breath of cigarette and continued to recall, "A mother-in-law who married in the city, because her husband cheated, burned the house and the child under the age of one month in a fit of anger, and then she wore a red dress and ran to the back mountain to find an old locust tree and hanged herself, and then the husband of the mother-in-law and the adulterous widow Liu also went to the locust tree and hanged themselves for some reason......
"What's even more weird is that after that, when people often pass by the mountains in the middle of the night, they see the body of the woman hanging from the old locust tree, wearing a red dress, and her body is floating in the air, which is terrifying."