82 Dinner in a Cage (5)
"These ghosts are deliberately trapped here to interfere with your dreams." Qiu Shiren explained simply, he didn't mean to explain to me why I fell into a dream and what happened before and after, he just dropped such an unclear sentence, and said to Zhang Xiaofang a little fiercely, "If you want a helper for such a small amount, believe it or not, your mother is waiting for you at the door of your house with a kitchen knife." β
"Don't mention my mother, we can still be friends!" She angrily scolded the "evil boss", reluctantly walked into the ghost, and then ...... Took off the sunglasses.
Because she had her back to me, I couldn't see her eyes when she took off her sunglasses, I could only see the ghosts all clicked, like frosted eggplants wilting and hanging their hands, lining up in front of Zhang Xiaofang, so that she could pick them up one by one.
I was stunned: "Didn't she say that she was using sunglasses because she was cool?" β
"For the most part, that's true."
"And what about the other half?"
"It doesn't matter."
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"Okay, don't be surprised, these are just ghosts, it's not difficult for her, she's a soul suppressor, and her full-time job is to deal with these souls, leave it to her here, we still have something to deal with."
He pulled me up, and then, holding my hand like this, he didn't let go, and said it seriously, very seriously.
I looked down at the hands I was clasping, I felt that my face was a little hot, and it took me a long time to react to what he said, and I immediately looked at him blankly: "What else is going on?" β
I'm so tired and overdrawn now, and I really want to go back and rest.
Qiu Shiren looked towards the stairs: "Meng Meng, still here." β
"She's still here?" I was surprised, "That, that Gu Youcheng and Dasong ......"
"Their bodies are not here, they have been transferred again."
For some reason, I was relieved to hear this answer.
When he saw it, he took my hand and pulled me closer, lowered his head, and stared at me with dark eyes: "I'm sorry for not protecting you, but I promise that the same thing won't happen again, you...... Fear no more. β
Is it my delusion, the arrogant hater of the poet, reproaching himself?
Not at all, it's actually me, it's so useless.
But I couldn't say this sentence when I met his serious gaze, and I smiled at him:
"Hmm!"
I believe in you, dead man.
He led me upstairs.
When I got to the second floor, I could barely hear the sound of the first floor, and the atmosphere was quiet, as if I had clenched Qiu Shishi's hand a little nervously when I first came back to this villa.
His palms were so strong that they could wrap me in the sare.
We went on to the third floor, which was only half the size of the second floor, and the vacant half was a huge balcony and a small swimming pool, and we walked to the balcony and finally heard a little sound, which was the whining of someone soaking in the water.
Walking over, sure enough, I found that there was a man in the swimming pool who was tied, and there were two chains nailed to the bottom of the pool to tie his legs, and two chains were also nailed to the pool wall to tie his hands, and his whole person was in an inclined posture, the pool was filled with water, and the water slowly spread to his feet, and now to his legs, body, and now to his neck, he needs to tilt his head up, so as not to be suffocated in the water.
On his body, there were already four corpse nails, and the four chains that bound his limbs were connected to the corpse nails that were nailed to his limbs, and he knew how painful it would be if he thought about it.
Qiu Shishi and I jumped into the swimming pool to rescue him, and found that the lock on the chain could not be opened, and the lock on it was a combination lock, which could not be opened by my little lock-picking skills.
The poet took out a sharp knife and tried to break the chains, but the man shook his head at us, full of pain and resolute refusal to let us save him: "Leave me alone, leave me alone." β
I was puzzled, and when I looked up and saw the man's face, I was surprised and thought I was expecting, and shouted, "Kang Wen? β
After recognizing him, I thought of something very incredible, and I anxiously grabbed Qiu Shishi's arm: "When did I start 'dreaming'?" β
"As soon as we arrived at the villa, I realized that something was wrong, and wanted you to leave quickly, but you had rushed into the villa uncontrollably, and as soon as you entered the villa, you fell into a deep sleep." The poet calmly recounts the beginning of the story.
"So, why did we come to the villa?"
Just like helping a person who has lost his memory to recover his memory, Qiu Shiren is very patient: "I got Da Song's successor is Meng Meng, so I want this investigation." β
"Then, do we know that Meng Meng is going to be engaged to a man?"
"That was two days ago, and I got the news," he said, not surprised by the question I asked, but his dark eyes deepened, "but I didn't tell you." β
In other words, it was already a dream from the moment he and I came to the engagement dinner in our dresses.
Yes, I'm only now realizing that we don't have any dresses on us at this time, they are all clothes that we wear on weekdays.
If dreams are a reflection of one's inner world, woven from what I fear, desire, hate, and even like, then how can I dream about things I don't know?
How could I dream of someone I hadn't seen before, Kang Wen, what I saw in my dreams was exactly the same as the man who was now immersed in water and suffering!
My fingers almost dug into Qiu Shishi's arm, but he wiped my head without feeling soothing, making my already messy hair even more: "Wait until we get back, and we'll talk about it again." β
At the end, he added: "It's just a dream, what are you afraid of." β
Very domineering and gentle words, soothing my anxiety.
I nodded, and looked at Kang Wenwen again, if I put him away from the one in the underground cave at this time: "Are you really, not really, not wanting to live?" β
There was hesitation and a hint of reluctance in his eyes, but he finally shook his head at me.
"Who are you trying to fulfill? Meng Meng? I think this person is particularly ridiculous, "Do you think you are stupid if you do this, even if it is love!" β
Kang Wenwen rolled his eyes to look at me, and then, he closed his eyes.
I felt like I had been beaten in the face.
"Are you awake?"
Before I could get mad at this man who despised life, a female voice suddenly interspersed.
It's not sudden, we all know that there is still a woman here, and I was not too surprised to see Meng Meng who came out of the L-shaped corner, but she looked at me in amazement, and looked at me frequently: "They told me that you would sleep for a long time, and even, you couldn't wake up again, I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly." β
Qiu Shishi helped me out of the pool first, and when I heard this, I looked at her.
"Shall I say, did I disappoint you?" Facing this Meng Meng, I was not in a very happy mood, I felt that I had saved her in vain before, and Meng Hong had done so much for her in vain.
"What do I have to be disappointed in," Meng Mengwenwen's weak appearance, in normal times, it should be a cute type, but when she arrives here, she is neurotic, especially her empty smile, "It's they want you to sleep, you can't sleep, what does it have to do with me." β
"What about him, he's your fiancΓ©, why are you doing this to him?"
"Resurrect my brother, of course!" She didn't hide anything, and even, when she said this, her eyes brightened, "Soon, my brother will be back!" β
Say she's insane, she's really that!
Qiu Shishi looked at her with cold eyes, but the tone of his question was very indifferent: "Kill him, and your brother will be resurrected?" I'd love to know how you do that, can you tell me? β
Meng Meng tilted her head, her eyes suspicious.
Qiu Shishi's eyes showed deep sorrow: "I also have people who want to be resurrected." β
I looked at him fixedly, I knew that he should have wanted to take Meng Meng's words to say this, but the depression in his voice was so real.
I have this feeling, Meng Meng naturally felt it even deeper, she showed a smile of joy at the poet who had found a companion, and comforted him with empathy: "Don't worry, as long as we love them, they will definitely be able to return to us again." β
"Can you tell me how, then?"
"Of course you can!" Meng Meng was not stingy at all, and walked closer to us, "Actually, it's very simple, you have to find a new body first." β
"Huh?"
"This is for the person you want to resurrect, people live for the body, this is the container." Meng Meng didn't know where to know these "knowledge points", and said with certainty, "Not all containers can be used, the body you are looking for must match the person you want to resurrect, and it must be healthy." β
I glanced at it again, Kang Wenwen, who was about to be flooded to his mouth, was desperately looking up, his figure in the water was not real, but I remembered that his figure in the dream was really similar to Meng Hong, and at first glance, the back would be mistaken for Meng Hong.
The poet listened very carefully: "And then? β
"Then, of course, it's the treatment of this body," she also looked at the Kang Wen in the water, "to make it work for my brother, I have to let this body go through the training, I have to use seven soul washing nails, one by one into his body, slowly grinding away its original soul, and at the same time refining this body, this will be a new body, so that it can be better combined with my brother, and finally, of course, it will summon my brother's soul." β
"How?"
"It takes a lot of souls, but I don't have to worry about it, they have all taken care of it for me." Meng Meng still had the innocence on his face, "You don't have to feel guilty, they say that there are many lonely souls and wild ghosts in this world, just like sand." β
It's disgusting.
There is no difference between naivety and devilishness, sometimes really.
"Soul Cleansing Spikes?" I read the name over and over again, sneering, "Isn't it a corpse nail?" β
Meng Meng looked at me puzzled: "What kind of soul nail?" β
I pursed my lips and took a breath: "Who told you this method?" β
When she heard this, she lost the joy of sharing with us, but became vigilant: "You just need to know the way, don't you?" β
"If you don't say it, let me guess." I had been standing behind Qiu Shishi, and at this time I took a step forward, "A woman in a wheelchair, isn't it?" She had to wrap her whole body tightly, and her complexion was not very good. β
"How do you know?"
I twisted my eyebrows and closed my eyes, I didn't expect that there was really such a woman, so, would she really be Pei Xin?
When I opened my eyes, I happened to look at the poet of the enemy, and I didn't have time to hide my worry, although he awkwardly turned his face back when he saw me open my eyes.
It is a beautiful thing for someone to be able to care about themselves, but there are people who want to destroy this beauty.
I pointed to Kang Wen, who was about to be drowned: "In order to resurrect my brother, I want to kill another life, or do you want to marry you, a man who is willing to love you, and die for you?" β
This is simply incomprehensible: "Meng Meng, if you trample on someone's love for you like this, won't your heart be uncomfortable?" β
If he didn't love her, he obviously wanted to live, why would he rather suffer like this.
Meng Meng's face tensed, she turned her eyes away and didn't look at Kang Wenwen: "This is his willingness!" β
Hearing this, my whole body became irritable: "What about those souls downstairs, they are also voluntary?" Your brother has also been a ghost, do you think your brother has no value like sand? β
"No, it's different!"
"Tell me, what's the difference? Because your brother has a sister like you? That's really different enough, those ghosts of other people, who don't have a sister, take your brother as a sacrifice for summoning! β
I don't believe that she is really so naΓ―ve, but she is just deceiving herself, my words, with a few slaps in her face, made her confused, and her eyes were flustered and evaded: "No, you, you are not right!" β
I sneered.
Qiu Shiren combed my messy hair with his paws, making me dissipate, and then turned to Meng Meng, his tone was almost indifferent, ruthlessly breaking her sweet dreams and avenging my anger: "The method you said has no way to resurrect people, you have been deceived." β
"You talk nonsense, you haven't tried again, how do you know!"
"But I've seen people who take revenge in this way," the Qiu poet pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, "In fact, this is called a corpse nail, nailing the soul to the original body, the more painful it is before death, the more painful it is before death, the more unable to move in the corpse after death, there is no light, and the feeling of constantly falling into the abyss will make a soul complete mutation in the body, and the longer it is closed, the stronger the ability, and when this soul comes out, it will devour all the creatures it can see, and finally become the best food for practicing evil people or demons, of course, this person or demon who wants to practice evil, It may also be eaten by this soul, so such a soul, in our industry, is called a ghost! β
"You, you talk nonsense, nonsense!" Meng Meng was anxious, probably Qiu Shishi had a fierce but very majestic face, which showed that he would not joke or do stupid things like deceiving people, and the faint ridicule in his words attacked Meng Meng's heart like a psychological suggestion.
"Let's talk about your brother again, he is now receiving re-education in the underworld, I really don't believe that you are a mortal who can summon your brother back, do you think you have the ability, or do you look down on the management policy of the underworld?"
"I, I don't believe it, they say ......"
"You can try." Qiu Shiren didn't bother to listen to how those people lied to her, "Anyway, you two, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, you just try from beginning to end according to the methods those people taught you, and finally make a monster to eat yourself, that is also to find your own death." β
After he finished speaking, he directly pulled me around and was about to leave, without any hesitation.
He never saves the dead and the dead.
"Wait, you give me wait!"
The Qiu poet dragged me along, and his footsteps did not stop.
"I'll tell you to stop!" Meng Meng let out a cry that was completely inconsistent with her fragile stature.
She rushed to us and stopped us with open hands, she was not in good health, and when she ran like this, she gasped: "What the hell is going on, you tell me, what the hell is going on?" β
Qiu Shiren glanced at her, took out his mobile phone to make a call, hung up the phone and waited for a while, someone sent him a video, and he pointed out the video for Meng Meng to see.
I was very curious, and it was not good to run to Meng Meng's side to look, so I couldn't pretend to be cold, so I had to wink desperately at the poet.
"It was recorded by someone in the bureau before, about the situation after the corpse nail was removed."
The number of years that the Yin and Yang Bureau has existed,It's definitely longer than everyone thinks,At the earliest,It's not called the Yin and Yang Administration.,There were six in ancient times.,In fact, there's an unknown Trick Ministry Shangshu.,There's a national teacher and the like above.γ
After such a long period of development, up to now, there is no information about these supernatural things.
I nodded understandingly, thinking of Shu'er I had seen, and I was not curious about that video.
I don't know what Meng Meng saw, her hand holding the phone trembled, and she suddenly screamed, she wanted to throw the phone out, and I quickly snatched the phone back.
It's a dead man's phone, and she can't break it.
Meng Meng took half a day to sort out the huge information, and looked at us with tears in her eyes: "Is this video real?" β
"You can think of it as synthetic." Qiu Shishi's attitude was indifferent, "Anyway, the one who died, but just a man who loves you, failed, failed, there is no pity." β
The three of them quieted down at the same time, only Meng Meng's breathing was a little rapid, showing that her inner world was not calm.
Suddenly, there was a "cooing" sound of Kang Wen's drowning in the pool, Qiu Shiren didn't move, I glanced at him, held his hand tightly, and didn't move if I didn't pretend not to care, Meng Meng was still panting there.
The sound of the struggling water in the pool became weaker and weaker, and gradually subsided......
I tensed very tightly, silently counting in my heart, when I counted to five, Meng Meng broke out, rushed to the edge of the pool and jumped down, and lifted Kang Wenwen's head sunk into the water, but the water continued to spread upward, she didn't open the lock on Kang Wenwen's body, the result would still be the same, she had to ask us for help: "Help me, you help me, okay, help me......"
Qiu Shiren looked at her indifferently, not planning to make a move: "You're not afraid that I will lie to you, aren't you afraid that this method can really save your brother?" β
Meng Meng was speechless for a while, she looked down at the almost unconscious Kang Wen in her arms, Qiu Shiren was not in a hurry at all, waited for a while, and finally saw her look up: "Save him, I don't want it...... Don't resurrect anything, you, save the paperwork! β
She hugged Kang Wen's head tightly, and the tears that fell mixed with the water in the pool.
Perhaps, she has been waiting for an excuse, an excuse to let go of Kang Wen and give up the plan to resurrect her brother, an excuse to give up the excuse she has been insisting on.
Qiu Shiren made her thoroughly understand the anxiety of losing Kang Wenshu, so she jumped into the water, helped Meng Meng hold Kang Wenshu's head, and asked her to open the lock on the chain, the password was only known to her.
Meng Meng was delicate and frail, soaked in the water, and was scared in her heart, one hand kept shaking, and the password was not pressed correctly several times, I was in a hurry, so I simply jumped down and snatched the password lock: "Tell me the password, I'll open it." β
In this way, the speed increased, I opened the four shrinks, I could only take off the chains nailed in the pool and could not be dragged first, the corpse nails on the limbs of Kang Wenwen could not move, Qiu Shiren picked up Kang Wenwen, a man who was not light, and soaked in water more and more heavy and walked to the edge of the pool, at this time, the water had overflowed my chest, and when I followed behind, I tripped over the chains that were thrown at the bottom of the pool, and fell to the side without standing firmly.
I couldn't get up from the buoyant water for a long time, so I struggled in the water with shortness of breath and choked a few mouthfuls of water.
Just as I managed to get my head out of the water, a hand came from nowhere and pressed me back into the water, and I struggled in panic, and in my panic, I opened my eyes and saw a fish swimming towards me, it was very beautiful, reflecting blue light in the water, but when it approached me, it opened its mouth full of fangs!
I opened my mouth in fright, water gurgled into my mouth, and when I was in the most uncomfortable, a pair of hands grabbed me and fished me out of the water.
"Why are you so stupid that you can drown like this?"
The enemy scolded me angrily above my head, and I grabbed his clothes and coughed a few times, and then lay on top of him and did not move.
There is no big hand on my head, and there are no fish in the water, but the scene that seems to be a hallucination just now is not the first time it has appeared, the earliest, when I went to Le Yan's house to find Aunt Le Qin, I was dragged into their water tank, and when I almost suffocated, I also "saw" the same fish.
"What's wrong, scared?"
Seeing that I hadn't moved for a long time, Qiu Shishi patted me on the back.
After I shook my head, he carried me to the pool, and at this time, Xia Zuo came with people from the Yin and Yang Bureau, and they first carried Kang Wen away for treatment, and two others tortured Meng Meng.
"I'm sorry, but you have to be investigated by the Yin and Yang Bureau."
Meng Meng, who was wet, sat on the edge of the pool and did not react to this.
I don't know what happened next, I was so tired that I fell asleep in Qiu Shishi's arms at some point.
The first time I woke up, I was scared to open my eyes and see the same hall playing out again.
When I saw the familiar room and the lamp on the bedside table with a warm orange light, I exhaled a big breath and lay on the bed like a prostration, and then I woke up slowly.
When I stood up, my head was a little dizzy.
When the dizziness passed, I opened the door to find Qiu Shishi and Xiaobao, and as soon as I reached the small hall on the second floor, I heard an argument in the stairwell.
"Are you going to keep it a secret, they've already started soul attacks on her."