Chapter 4 Records the story of ghosts
The next morning, I woke up tired, and a new day had begun, and although I kept myself from thinking about it, I was still haunted by the loss of File Six.
Where I work, there are very few people who ask about it, and there is no security, because the paper content is not as important as the other content, and because the important archives have the most secure security system, and there has been no problem in more than ten years.
But who knew that more than ten years later, this file that was not locked up in the archives was lost in my hands?
It was as if a stone had been pressed against my heart, and the backlog of what happened last night made me feel a headache.
"You're alright!" Seeing me like this, Xiao Wang, who came in to deliver the documents, asked with concern.
He combed through his thoughts and squeezed out a smile at him, "Lao Zhong is not here, there is too much work in his hands, nothing is wrong!" โ
"Oh, that's good, don't be too anxious, I heard that Master Zhong recently went to the United States, saying that he wanted to collect some information for repairs, and he should be back soon, and I will help ask when I have time."
"Not in the country?" I was a little surprised, no wonder I couldn't contact him last night, but how could he suddenly go so far, "So what information is he looking for?" โ
Xiao Wang scratched his head, "I don't know, but when I passed by the office area, I listened to it, and it seemed that there was something about the world snake?" โ
"World Snake ???" I was even more confused.
"Don't ask, I'm just vaguely overheard. It's better to do your own thing, if you have any problems, just wait for Master Zhong to come back, and you can go and talk to him yourself! โ
After Xiao Wang left, the place became much more deserted, and it seemed that there was a slight depression along with this desertion.
It's just that I can't calm down because of this, the uninvited guest last night doesn't seem to stop because of this, and I always feel that her appearance is not simple, just like the story in that file - it is the result of the author who sent the file.
And the person she said was the old clock? If Lao Zhong knew her, would this file be handed over directly to this woman?
It seems that these things are connected, but I haven't found the elements to acknowledge them.
Of course, this is what I only thought about when I calmed down after that panic.
If they are all for this file, then what does what I see portend?
With this in mind, I couldn't help but draw on the paper, drawing the man I saw last night.
Her outfit fits the ghost setting, which may be how the old bell used to contact her, because then no one else will approach it except the old bell.
This is more like a clever code word, and it is also the fulfillment of the haunted incident that has been passed on by colleagues in the past, and that may be the connection between Lao Zhong and this person.
Fear will dispel most people and better hide the true meaning in them, but in recent years, such things have rarely happened, which also shows that Lao Zhong and that person are rarely in contact.
Although the museum side is also investigating, it is easy for an insider to deal with it.
In the afternoon, I collected the doubts and guesses in my mind, piled them up and pointed to the same person, the old clock.
In those years, everything related to ghosts was recorded, what was his purpose? Where does their connection begin?
The three days passed quickly, and I was in a hurry, because I didn't want to work at night anymore, let alone meet that person.
Lao Zhong came back in a hurry, I don't know if it was because of that person, but because of the file, in short, when he hurried back and asked me for the file, I innocently spread my hand and said that it had been taken away.
Although it was unexpected, Lao Zhong didn't blame me much, and stared at me with very strange eyes, "The person you saw, what does she look like." โ
I ......don't know how to describe it, I don't know how to describe her, I don't call her a ghost, but I don't know if she wore makeup that night.
"I'm not sure if what I'm seeing is what she really is, I feel like she's a ghost!" As I spoke, I showed the portrait I had drawn to Lao Zhong.
After the old bell took it, he sighed a few times, and then nodded at me, "It seems that she has already got what she wants, and from today onwards, I don't owe her anything!" โ
With that, he turned to leave, but I stopped him, "Wait a minute, I want to tell you something, and I want to ask about her." โ
The old bell suddenly stopped, and the moment he turned around, a cold breath came to his face, "What are you going to do?" โ
I sensed his hostility at the moment, and immediately shook my head, indicating that I didn't mean to use their connection to blackmail him, and besides, I didn't have that much ability.
"I'll be able to keep things between you a secret!" This is a sentence that is both negotiated and self-preservation, and it can also leave us with leeway.
"I just want to know when did your connection begin and what are your respective purposes?"
Old Zhong restrained the hostility in his eyes and sneered instead, "Why should I tell you? โ
"I've seen that file!"
As soon as these words came out, Lao Zhong walked up to me and grabbed my neck with his right hand.
He has a lot of power, but I still hold on, and I can see that he cares a lot about it.
"You're heading down a dangerous path!" This was the second warning he had given me, and the last time he said that was when we first met.
"No, I just want to know ......" I was halfway through my words when I suddenly felt a lightness in my body, and the air circulating in my throat was blocked, so that I could not continue talking.
Time flowed in his hands, and death could come at any time, but in the end he let go.
Regaining my breath made me feel extremely heavy, and I took a few quick breaths before I got up from the ground.
"You better know what you're doing now and take responsibility for what you know!"
"Of course!" I looked at him steadfastly.
Old Zhong turned his head sideways, "Come out with me, let's go to Archives Six!" โ
It was the first time he had made it clear that he would take me to the archives, but now I wasn't surprised.
On the way, he continued, "Her name is Liu Ran, and she is the son of Liu Qingchun, the most famous feng shui master in the northwest. โ
"I remember the first time I met her, it was in the Liu family, when she was still young, but among the same clan, she was very talented, just like her grandfather, this may be the so-called intergenerational inheritance of their family."
"But after that, everything that happened to the Liu family was sensational, and in just one month, more than 12 people in the Liu family were all killed."
"Now that I think about it, it was a few decades ago, and at that time, some people still said that the death of the Liu family was an exercise that Liu Qingchun had obtained back then."
"This exercise has the power to resurrect the dead, but at the same time, it has a terrible backlash, and the slightest carelessness on the part of those who practice it will bring disaster to the whole family."
"People speculate that Liu Qingchun already knew all this, so he destroyed that exercise and used his last remaining strength to save the young Liu Ran."
"Maybe everyone can believe this statement, but Liu Ran doesn't believe it, because if she lives, she will definitely find the sinner who killed her family."
"What secret method, what kind of backlash, she doesn't believe those nonsense, she thinks it was made up by the murderer, so she started to inquire from Liu Qingchun's deeds before his death......"
In Liu Qingchun's diary, Liu Ran discovered that he actually had several brothers from the same school, and they apprenticed together many years ago.
Liu Ran found these uncles one after another, but they were silent about what had happened before, and used the same arguments as the outside world to prevaricate her.
Searching for everything related to it, Liu Ran finally found some clues on the last few pages of Liu Qingchun's diary.
There was a person written in the diary, and Liu Qingchun finally wrote a letter to that person, asking this person to help him collect the bones.
That person was Liu Qingchun's elder brother, but Liu Ran searched for a long time but couldn't find this uncle, until she found the name related to it from the report of an outdoor expedition.
The master has passed away, but he has an apprentice, who was repairing cultural relics in the Forbidden City at that time.
When she found this person, she learned that this person had lost all his memories, and the beginning of his memory was the closed door village.
Liu Ran found Lao Zhong in despair, hoping that he could help and find clues from the amnesiac man.
Therefore, they got in touch, and one day afterward, Liu Ran also found a man with whom he was a colleague.
In this man, Liu Ran found a strange place, although she had only approached this person twice, Liu Ran felt that this person was very special.
His breath came from the abyss, the feeling of being endless, lurking in this person's unopened eyes.
The person Liu Ran discovered, his name is Wan Fei, and he worked in the Forbidden City fifteen years ago.
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