Chapter 11: Ginger
Lao Zhang paused, he was about to leave, I pressed the bowl on the table:
"The memory of souls is different from people, they don't last too long, Jiang Fang can still think of you now, just by relying on this bowl of hand."
"That's better than nothing!"
I stared at him: "Sooner or later, she will not remember anything, she will be completely different in front of you, are you sure, can you accept it?" ”
"That's not your business!"
After saying this, Lao Zhang took away the copyist.
After he left, Zhang came over tomorrow, and he asked me why I suddenly became familiar with Lao Zhang, and I said that I had rented a new house, and he lived opposite me, so I am now neighbors with him.
Hearing that I had found a house, Zhang was immediately excited, and he blamed me for not telling him earlier, and said that the landlord was in too much of a hurry, and since I found a place to live, he would move over tomorrow.
I stared at him: "I'm renting a single room, how are you going to stay?" ”
Zhang Mingming's hippie smile: "Everyone is not fat, squeeze it." ”
Leaving the snack bar, Gao Jian called me, he asked me how I was, I said that there was more than one ghost inside, and he was not very surprised to hear it, which proved that he knew it from the beginning.
Seeing that my attitude was not very good, he hurriedly said that as long as the problem was solved, money and everything could be discussed.
After hanging up the phone, I walked around the nearby supermarket, had a bunch of snacks, and then took the subway back to the small building in Weiping.
It was already afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly.
The air was sweltering, and as I stood in front of this small building, I could clearly feel a chill coming through me.
The sunlight is as if the small building is nowhere to be found, and it gives the overall feeling of being outside the city, standing here like a visitor from outside the world.
Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open again.
The scene that appeared in front of me was the same as before, Wei Ping was watching TV with his feet crossed, Yanhong was cooking in the kitchen, and Mei Mei was still sitting at the top of the stairs, holding a small blackboard, writing and drawing on it with chalk.
When she saw me coming, she called out to her uncle.
I smiled and handed it to her, and her eyes lit up at the sight of so many snacks.
Smiling at her, I said, "I bought it for you, eat it slowly." ”
Mei Mei was overjoyed to hear me say this, she opened a box of chocolate chip cookies and ate them, the cookies were crispy, and the black scum was painted on the corners of her mouth, which looked cute.
"Eat slowly, there's a lot more in it." I patted her on the shoulder, and I was about to go upstairs, when Wei Ping, who was sitting there watching TV, said to me: "There is a problem with the circuit during this time, and it is estimated that there will be a power outage at night for a while." ”
I said thank you for the reminder and went upstairs.
Walking through the room rented by Jiang Fang and Lao Zhang, the door was closed, and I could see light inside through the crack in the door below, and I stood at the door for a while, but I didn't hear any movement.
Back in my room, I turned on the TV and watched it for a while when I heard someone knocking on the door.
When he opened the door, it was Lao Zhang, who looked very anxious. Before I could say anything, he rushed in and grabbed his collar: "Help me...... Please, Jiang Fang, she ......"
The door of the opposite room was hidden, and I hurriedly walked over there, Jiang Fang was lying motionless on the bed, and her face was even more ugly than before.
When I walked to the bed, I saw thick black tendons bulging out of her arms, and they were constantly flowing and scurrying around like bugs.
This situation is called ghost change.
The memories of ghosts are time-limited, and after staying in the world for a long time, the memories of their previous lives will gradually disappear, and the yin energy will become more and more vigorous, and in the end, they don't remember who they really are, and only exist in the world with a wisp of ghosts.
I asked Lao Zhang what happened just now, and Lao Zhang glanced at his wife and told me what had just happened.
It turned out that he had warmed the glass he bought back for Jiang Fang to eat, as before.
But I don't know why, Jiang Fang's appetite tonight is not very good, and after eating two bites, she said that she didn't want to eat.
Jiang Fang had never been like this before, Lao Zhang didn't know what was going on, after he helped Jiang Fang to bed, he suddenly saw this kind of thing appear on Jiang Fang's body.
At first, the wife's reaction was painful, but after a while, she stopped moving and lay on the bed, but these black things on her skin became more and more obvious.
Lao Zhang had no way to wake up Jiang Fang, so he could only come to me.
I checked, Jiang Fang only has this kind of thing on her arm, which means that the situation is not serious, and she should wake up after a while.
Looking at the bowl of leftover hands next to the bed, I said to Lao Zhang:
"She'll wake up in a while, there's nothing going on for now, she'll be the same as before, you remember to feed her this hand, but that will only make sure for a while, and then her condition will get worse and worse."
"What will happen to her?" Lao Zhang asked me.
"She'll remember nothing, not even you, and end up as a pathetic lonely soul." With that, I walked out.
At this moment, Lao Zhang suddenly stopped me.
Looking back at him, he glanced at Jiang Fang on the bed: "Is there no other way?" ”
"No, they should leave when they die, and if they don't go, sooner or later it will be the consequence."
After a pause, Lao Zhang gritted his teeth: "I'll help you!" ”
After listening to my ghost hunting method, Lao Zhang's eyes widened, and he felt very incredible.
I can understand his reaction, those ghost catchers before were spirit runes or something at every turn, and they had to be some kind of descendant disciples, with extraordinary talents.
Knowing that I was leaning on the pots and pans on the stove to catch ghosts, Lao Zhang looked at him with wide eyes, and I understood his surprise. I've lived for more than ten years, and it's probably the first time I've heard of such ghost hunting.
I acted calmly and said I wasn't a liar.
He watched me for a while, and finally believed me, "How can I help you?" ”
"How long did you and Jiang Fang live here before the fire?"
Lao Zhang thought for a while: "About two years." ”
"Two years, that's enough." I nodded, and asked again, "Do you know what Wei Ping's wife's favorite dish is?" ”
At this time, Jiang Fang, who had been asleep on the bed, hummed, Lao Zhang hurriedly stepped forward, Jiang Fang coughed, opened his eyes and asked him what happened just now.
Glancing at me, Lao Zhang shook his head.
Jiang Fang saw me in the room and smiled and asked me to sit, I stood there and smiled at her, but my eyes were fixed on the bulging things on her arms.
When these ghosts really don't remember anything, I can't help them.
Lao Zhang continued to feed his wife, and he said to me: "The landlady's cooking skills are not bad, and she often cooks some dishes for us to eat together, but Wei Ping doesn't like them very much." ”
"And what does he eat most often?"
"Ginger ......"