Chapter Twenty-Six: The Paper Tiers

The cold moonlight shone on the deserted street, and the light in the seventeenth-story corridor was still white.

Zhao Ya stood in front of the window, thinking about unspoken things, Sun Guming and I squatted in the corner, smoking, chatting with each other, and time passed little by little.

At three o'clock in the morning, the incense that spontaneously combusted without fire had been changed three times, and the incense ash on the yellow charm had accumulated into a small pile there.

"I guess there won't be any other wild ghosts tonight, so let's go back first." Zhao Ya looked at the time and said. The three of them didn't say anything more, and went downstairs and separated.

I didn't say anything all night, and when I woke up the next day, I found that there was already one more person in the room, and Sun Guming sat on the chair by himself, playing with the rune paper in his hand.

"Awake?" He didn't raise his head, still shaking the large number of yellow talismans in his hand.

"Can you say hello early the next time you come in?"

"It was Zhao Ya who asked me to call you over."

"Where are you going?"

"Last night, she found the home address of a building architect in the past 20 years, and thought about going over to find clues, and specially instructed me that both of us must follow."

"What's the use of me going? Do you want me to be cannon fodder again? "I was brushing my teeth when I heard Sun Guming's words and walked out with dissatisfaction.

"Well, I guess yes, Zhao Ya and I are both Xuan Xiu, and those lonely souls and wild ghosts can't hide from us, of course they need someone who is enough to tempt them to come over." Sun Guming carried the paper figure that had just been pierced with a yellow charm in his hand, and then said, "I think it's at least better to follow us than to stay in your company, right?" ”

"yes, so I'm not going back to work? Won't anything? ”

"Don't worry, it's more reliable than you!" Sun Gu shook the paper figure in his hand for me, and looked at the paper figure tied with yellow talismans as if it was about to fall apart, and I didn't know where he got his confidence.

"Let's go, now are we going to find Zhao Ya?" After washing up, he changed his clothes, and found that Sun Guming was still sitting there tossing his paper figure.

"Don't worry, come, lend me your hand."

I stretched out my hand, who knows, Sun Guming didn't say a word, took out a switchblade, frightened me to quickly break free, exclaimed, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Don't be so nervous, borrow your blood for it, otherwise how can I, the yellow rune paper man, fool the ghost people in that room?"

Without saying anything, he forcibly pulled my hand over, and when I found that there was blood spilling out of my hand, I could feel a slight pain in the palm of my hand, and then he wiped my hand on the body of the paper figure for a while.

"Alright, come, you sit across from it." Sun Guming instructed me to sit down, and straightened the paper figure so that it could sit comfortably across from me, "Okay, you close your eyes and open them when I call you." ”

I could hear Sun Guming muttering in my ear, suddenly, I felt light, as if I had floated in the air, if I could see my current appearance, I would be surprised, above my head, there was a translucent object suspended, similar to those ghosts I met last night.

To put it plainly, this is my soul, which was separated by Sun Guming with a special technique, and under his guidance, this part of the soul slowly fell from the top of the paper man's head until it disappeared.

"Okay, let's pack up and go find Zhao Ya." Sun Guming clapped his hands and stood up.

I opened my eyes and looked at the paper figure in front of me, which didn't seem to have changed, and I was a little uncertain, and asked Sun Guming: "Is this really useful for you?" What happens if the ghost there finds out that I didn't go to work? ”

"If it's useless, I need to spend so much time? Rest assured, right? This paper figure can only last for seven days, so no matter what happens, we have to rush back within seven days, so let's hurry up. ”

When we went downstairs, I found that the paper man also staggered to his feet, and Sun Guming also stood at the door with me to watch the paper man staggering down the stairs in order to reassure me.

Seeing it walk downstairs and leave in a black car, I was a little relieved, and then I followed Sun Guming to find Zhao Ya.

This time the destination is a small county town more than 400 kilometers away from Beijing, the three arrived, it was noon from the high-speed rail station, we asked the locals, we knew that there were more than 40 kilometers away from the place where the architect lived, the three of them hastily ate lunch, and got on the bus.

Along the way, the three of us didn't communicate, Zhao Ya was indifferent, and he didn't take the initiative to talk to us about almost any unnecessary things, Sun Guming also frowned all the time after answering a phone call, he only said that it was his master calling, it seemed to be a bad thing, and I didn't bother him anymore.

This kind of bus between towns and villages will generally be more dilapidated, although the road is flat, but it will still be wobbly, so I can't fall asleep, and no one speaks, the mobile phone signal is still good jet lag, I can only look out the window in a daze.

From time to time, I heard the snoring of other passengers, the air conditioning was on in the car, the whole compartment was sealed, and suddenly there was a smell of pungent food, and the smell of the overall environment was not very good, and I began to look around to find out the source of the smell.

"What are you doing? Can't sit still? Sun Guming took his eyes off his phone and glanced at me.

"A strange smell, I don't know where." I tried to whisper as much as I could, for fear that others would hear and make me embarrassed.

After searching around to no avail, I had to continue to look out the window at the world.

The car drove into the tunnel, there was no light, and the whole carriage instantly became dark, and it was really boring to panic with one hand supporting his head.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, in the tunnel, it was very loud, and as the body shook for a while, the other passengers let out a frightened scream, and finally the car could slowly stop on the side of the road.

The driver hurriedly ran out of the car to check, and the car instantly became noisy, and when the driver came back, everyone scrambled to ask the driver about the situation.

Zhao Ya and I didn't step forward, Sun Guming ran back, and said helplessly: "The tire has burst, the driver asked us to get out of the car and wait, and other cars will be sent to pick us up later." ”

With a large number of passengers on the car got out of the car, fortunately in the tunnel, much cooler than the hot weather outside, a car of people, sparsely standing on the side of the tunnel, waiting for the car sent by the driver to come.

"Were you looking for me just now? What's the matter? ”

Suddenly, I was tapped behind me, and some somber voice came from behind.

Looking back, the tunnel was a little dim, and he couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, so he asked with some confusion: "No, I shouldn't know you, right?" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, Sun Guming, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly interjected, "What are you doing? What is the purpose of talking? ”