The next day was the back-to-school day, and the two sisters took the factory bus back to the city early in the morning.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, Zhang Peng finished breakfast by the river, called Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi out of the compound, got into a taxi, and went to the funeral supplies street in the city. He wanted to know how much it would cost to clean up the corpses under the Triumph Tower.

"It doesn't feel like it makes any sense." In the car, Li Chunsheng raised a different opinion, "The cost of cleaning up is definitely not low, and the school cannot pay this money, even if it is cleaned up, the basement cannot be used as a classroom, at most as a warehouse." But I don't think there is much to put in the warehouse. ”

"I'm just asking the price, maybe there's something more valuable in it, and I won't necessarily lose it." Zhang Peng said.

More than 40 minutes later, the three got out of the car on a shopping street lined with black and white wreaths and paper people and paper money.

After a while, Zhang Peng walked into a larger store, and the owner greeted him from behind the counter. Zhang Peng first asked the other party whether he would accept the "red and white affairs", and the other party would accept all the work, such as red and white ceremonies, chanting Buddha and crying and mourning, and carrying the corpse for burial. Then, Zhang Peng said about cleaning up the body.

"This ...... That's a lot to cost......" the shopkeeper hesitated.

"Give me a number." Zhang Peng said.

"First of all, to move out, it costs a sum of money; Secondly, if you have nowhere to bury it, you have to be incinerated and sent to the crematorium, which is another sum of money; Incineration costs, or a sum of money; In the end, renting a cabinet to store the ashes also costs a sum of money. The shopkeeper held out four fingers and said, "Four sums of money." ”

"You don't need to rent a cabinet, the ownerless corpse, just scatter the ashes in the river." Zhang Peng said.

"That's three strokes, how can you say it......" The boss hesitated for a moment and said, "It takes 10,000 yuan to dispose of a corpse." ”

"So expensive!" Zhang Peng was surprised, there are at least thousands of dried corpses underground, wouldn't it cost tens of millions.

"This is dirty work, few people are willing to do it, let me ask you, can you use an ordinary car to transport corpses, how many people dare to drive the car that has transported corpses?" The boss asked, and without waiting for Zhang Peng to answer, he continued, "Of course, according to what you said, the amount is so large, it must not be counted by one body, but five or six million must be indispensable." ”

Coming out of the store, Zhang Peng asked a few more, and the price was not far from ten, at least five million.

"Look, I said it was useless." Li Chunsheng said.

"If it worked, it would have been cleaned up when the school was built." Old Yellow Peel echoed.

"Otherwise, I'll go down with Lao Huangpi to take a look, you are guarding above, we haven't come up for too long, you go and move the rescuers." Li Chunsheng suggested, "Anyway, the stitched corpse has been destroyed, so there shouldn't be any danger." ”

"This ......" Zhang Peng hesitated.

"If you're not at ease, bring me the pistol." Li Chunsheng said.

"Okay, wait a few days, and then you can practice." Zhang Peng said.

Subsequently, the three of them returned to the compound, Li Chunsheng went to the shooting range to practice guns, Lao Huangpi went to set up a stall on the other side of the river, and Zhang Peng went back to the office to drink tea.

Xiao Zhang sat in front of the computer from morning to night, Zhang Peng stood behind her and watched for a while, seeing her chatting QQ for a while, planting dishes for a while, listening to music, and then watching gossip news, it was very fulfilling, no wonder she could sit all day long.

"Boss, do you want to use a computer?" After a long while, Xiao Zhang finally noticed Zhang Peng behind him, turned his head and asked.

"It's okay, you play yours, I'll take a look." Zhang Peng said.

"Oh." Xiao Zhang turned his head and wanted to continue what he had just done, but because he was standing behind him, he was uncomfortable and couldn't play anymore.

"Boss, do you want to go over and sit down?" Xiao Zhang pointed to the sofa and asked.

"No, I'll take a look." Zhang Peng put his hands behind his back, looking like an understatement.

Xiao Zhang was uncomfortable by him, and finally couldn't help it, got up and left the desk.

"What's the matter, keep playing." "I'll rest for a while."

The two chatted without saying a word, and at about four o'clock in the afternoon, the two sisters came back, and Zhang Peng heard their voices and went downstairs. As soon as he approached the commissary, he heard Ma Jinglei's angry voice.

"I know how to play every day, my grades are so bad, and I still have the face to come back!"

Walking in, Xiao Tianqing was lowering her head with tears in her eyes, while Xiao Yunuo was standing aside, not daring to speak.

Zhang Peng walked over, picked up the report card on the glass cabinet casually, and looked at it.

Xiao Tianqing, senior two (science first) class

143 in Chinese, 139 in Mathematics, 147 in English, 286 in Science

This achievement, only Ma Jinglei scolded, if it was Zhang Peng's, it is estimated that her mother would have to go to the temple to burn incense and make a wish.

"No dinner tonight!"

"Wow, you're not my mother!" Xiao Tianqing ran out crying, and Xiao Yunuo hurriedly chased him out.

"Aunt Ma, it's me who is wrong, I always pull them out to play." Zhang Peng stepped forward and shook Ma Jinglei's hand lightly, and said apologetically. From childhood to adulthood, Ma Jinglei's standard for her two daughters is "more than ninety-five points". In this exam, Xiao Tianqing's mathematics did not meet the standard, so she was scolded.

"It's not your problem, it's her own inattention. Didn't Xiaoyun also play along, the results were all good, but she was so-so and inattentive. Ma Jinglei said angrily.

Zhang Peng glanced at Xiao Yunuo's transcript, 146 in Chinese, 149 in mathematics, 150 in English, and 297 in science.

"Everyone's talent is different, you can't ask for so much, you see my ......" Zhang Peng took himself as an example, "My mother is already very happy to be able to take half of Xiaofei's score." ”

"How can it be the same, you are a boy, she is a girl, such a sloppy character, who wants it when she grows up?" "I want it." "That's not going to work, your mother won't be able to look down on it." "My mother is rare, she said that I can get a wife in my life, and she is already very happy." "Nonsense, our Xiaopeng is so good, how can no one want it?" "I can't study......" "As long as the boy is smart and sensible, my aunt likes it when she looks at it."

After some persuasion, I don't know how much black was smeared on her face, Ma Jinglei's anger finally subsided, and she turned her head and felt sorry for her daughter.

"I'm really useless as a mother, I haven't read any books, and I can't tutor them. Your uncle went early again, they have to rely on themselves since they were young, it's really not easy......" Ma Jinglei pounded her full chest, and her tone was indescribably resentful.

"It's okay, it's okay, so many years have passed, and life is getting better and better." Zhang Peng comforted.

"Hmm......" Ma Jinglei nodded.

It didn't take long for Xiao Yunuo to persuade Xiao Tianqing to come back. Ma Jinglei stiffened her face and said, "Forget it this semester, I have to work hard to take the university entrance exam next year." ”

"Hmm......" Xiao Tianqing nodded obediently and meekly like her mother had just done.

"My daughter is the best, come on!" Ma Jinglei smiled gently, patted Xiao Tianqing's shoulder, and encouraged.

"Hmm." Xiao Tianqing nodded vigorously.

"I'll make you roast chicken tonight." Ma Jinglei announced.

"Yay~" Xiao Tianqing raised her hands excitedly.

After this episode, the commissary was happy and restored to its former warmth and harmony.

Two days later, Zhang Peng and Li Chunsheng prepared their things, called Lao Huangpi, and went to Hongwei Primary School to investigate the third basement floor. Before leaving, Zhang Peng called Xiao Zhang, thinking that it would be good for multiple people to ventilate and report the news. After promising 100 yuan in overtime pay, Xiao Zhang followed Zhang Peng with a sun umbrella.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the four of them came to the Triumph Tower. The hole caused last time has been filled, and the stone door at the entrance has been broken, and it has largely returned to its previous state.

Li Chunsheng carried a large mountaineering bag on his back, held a multi-functional military shovel, and pinned a Wang Ba box to his waist, which was quite powerful. The old yellow skin carried a satchel and a bundle of ropes on his shoulder. This is a rope ladder that they specially bought, ready to be used from the first basement to the second floor.

"We're going down." Li Chunsheng said.

"Be careful." Zhang Peng looked at the table below, "Six hours later, that is, at four o'clock in the afternoon, if you haven't come up yet, I'll call someone to come." ”

Then, Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi went down. Zhang Peng pushed open the hidden classroom door and walked in. At a glance, there are old tables and chairs, not very neatly arranged. The blackboard was written with the words "Happy Summer Vacation", and the podium was covered with chalk ash.

Quietly, Zhang Peng pulled out a chair and sat down. Xiao Zhang came in behind him, and like him, he found a place and sat down quietly.

Xiao Zhang's personality is very quiet, and he sits in front of the computer for a morning. But he is quite diligent, he is hygienic every day, and every time Zhang Peng comes back, he will get up and pour water.

Looking at the stupid Xiao Zhang, Zhang Peng remembered that when she first met, she lived alone in 201, which had been uninhabited for many years, and when she slept at night, she was only separated by a wall from Zheng Kai's corpse. And after knowing the truth, he doesn't seem to be very afraid.

Is she natural or bold?

To verify this, Zhang Peng talked about a rumor he heard in elementary school.

"When I was in third grade, I took classes in this classroom." Zhang Peng said.

"Oh." Xiao Zhang answered, as if he was wandering out of the world, thinking about something.

"Once, a classmate in the next class dropped out of school, and everyone was talking about the reason......

"At the end of class, a classmate who was better with me came to me and whispered to me, have you heard?"

"I said what I heard, and he said, 'Who is that, do you know why you didn't come to class?'

"I said how do I know, and he continued, I heard that he had encountered something unclean and now he hides at home every day and does not dare to go out."

I asked what was going on, and he said that after school that day, that classmate was on duty, and he was late. It was already dark, and he came back from the toilet and was about to pack up and leave, only to find a strange woman sitting in the back row of the classroom. ”

"The hair was long, the face was pale, and it looked like she was sick. At the time, he thought it was a teacher's family member or a part-time worker, so he ignored it, packed his schoolbag and left. ”

But halfway through, he remembered that he forgot to take his homework book, and he was still in his desk, so he turned around and went back to the classroom.

By this time, the woman was gone, and the classroom was empty.

"He saw that there was a pool of water on the ground where the woman had been sitting just now, and he walked over by a miracle, and saw that the chair was covered with muddy water, and it was falling to the ground ticking."

"In the desk, there's a cloth purse, wet. He subconsciously took it out and opened it to see that it was full of rotten paper money! ”

Frightened, he dropped his wallet and rushed out of the classroom.

After running a little way, he turned around and saw the woman standing outside the corridor of the classroom, looking at him from a distance.

"When he got home, he became ill and refused to see anyone alive or go out." Speaking of this, Zhang Peng showed a gloomy expression.

"That woman, why are you playing tricks on others?" Xiao Zhang asked blankly.

"This ......" Looking at her reaction, Zhang Peng was almost stupid. After talking for a long time, it turned out that she didn't understand. In other words, there is no such thing as "ghosts" in her logical thinking.