Have you ever heard a ghost sing? Many people should have heard it in horror movies, but it was just a dubbing engineer to scare people, in fact, ghost singing is not as eerie and terrifying as it is in the movie, it is certain that it is not good, because there is no life, only death, especially the very bleak song of Chou Dong, which is even more unpopular, and there is only a ghostly spirit.

The scene in front of him should be the fragment of the original KTV draft, the contestants look very normal, not a picture of a ghost, but the singing is really not flattering, Wang Xiaohu is a little puzzled, for what Sister Su is also a ghost singing, but he and William Lin burst into tears when they can sing, the song sung by this kid in front of him is quite familiar but makes him feel that life is worse than death.

After listening to him sing, the kid didn't leave, staring at Wang Xiaohu, quite nervous, Wang Xiaohu also wondered, didn't understand what he was doing watching him, William Lin watched a lot of talent shows, and leaned into Wang Xiaohu's ear and said, "He's waiting for you to comment." ”

Damn, do you really think of me as a judge? Wang Xiaohu couldn't cry or laugh, he was here to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, not to be a judge for ghosts, but before things were clear, he could only hum for a while, pinched his voice and said: "You sing well, and you have a good chance of entering the next round." ”

"Xie Lu Xie, Xie Lu Xie Judge Teacher, the young man was very excited, and bowed vigorously." Turning around and walking towards the back, Wang Xiaohu asked William Lin: "Do you see any clues?" ”

"The key is still on the woman who sings, but I don't understand it, haunted is haunted, I haven't heard of two groups making trouble in one place, I don't understand, Xiaohu, do you see anything?"

Of course, Wang Xiaohu didn't see anything, otherwise he wouldn't have asked William Lin, there were many hauntings. I've never seen two groups of people making trouble together, it looks like it's still very harmonious, singing at half past nine, and singing the draft show...... It's very inexplicable, you have to know that the beasts have a territory, and the same is true for people and ghosts, for people, each home is a small territory of their own, which is not allowed to be violated by outsiders, and ghosts are the same. After death, if people do not dissipate their obsessions, they will stay where they are, and a place is haunted by murder, most of them are just one or a few. It is also because even if there are people who die in the same place, there will always be a difference. The fierce suppressed the ordinary. It can't be two sets of people making trouble together, as the saying goes, one mountain can't tolerate two tigers, and it's the same when it comes to ghosts.

The two groups of ghosts are not fierce, not only are they not fierce, but they maintain the characteristics of their lives, what puzzles Wang Xiaohu is that there are two groups. One group has been dead for at least a few decades, and the other group has also died for two or three years, and it should have been a long time ago to make a fuss, why did it take a fuss after the theater was built?

Wang Xiaohu didn't see the cause. Another band came up, four people, lead singer, drums, guitar, bass, wearing tattered jeans, the same pipe Wang Xiaohu and William Lin called the judges teacher, and then roared a song of self-embarrassment, singing Wang Xiaohu almost had no place to be ashamed, couldn't stay any longer, and dragged William Lin out.

This is the situation, how to crack it, Wang Xiaohu has to think about it, the two of them came calmly, they walked also calmly, there was nothing to stop them from leaving, and there was no fierce pounce or anything like that, so they strode out, Master Zhang saw them come out, and stepped forward and asked: "Young man, it's okay." ”

"It's okay, uncle, I'll ask you about something, do you know that there was a singer named Sister Su here decades ago?"

"I haven't heard of it, this used to be the Old Workers' Cultural Palace, I had it when I was a child, and I didn't come here to play, if it was an old neighbor, I should have heard of it......" The old man shook his head vigorously.

"Xie Lu, thank you, Master Zhang, then we'll go back first, and come back again!" Wang Xiaohu chatted with the old man for a few more words, and didn't ask any clues, so he left with William Lin, and the two didn't hurry home, found a mutton stall, and asked for two bottles of beer and 30 yuan of meat skewers.

William Lin, who drank the wine, talked a little too much, and said to Wang Xiaohu: "Xiaohu, I don't think those things are terrible, it's better to just accept them, and if you take them over, it can be regarded as merit." ”

Wang Xiaohu shook his head: "They're not vicious, how can you collect them?" I look at their appearance, I don't know that I am no longer in the world, I am still immersed in the environment before I was born, this is obsession, obsession does not distinguish between good and evil, evil thoughts create evil results, ordinary obsessions can only harm themselves, the two groups we see at night are not harmful, forcibly suppressed, and damage yin morality, only from the source to find it, help them understand their wishes, and naturally leave. ”

The source can only find out how the sister Su who sang Peking Opera died, Wang Xiaohu clearly saw that the woman was on fire, and the entire stage was instantly engulfed in flames, and decades later, it became a KTV here and was also destroyed by fire, the source is on the woman, only by solving the woman's obsession first and solving the young man who was burned to death in the draft, can it be regarded as a complete merit, otherwise there will definitely be a tragedy here.

With the direction, he started to act, Wang Xiaohu took William Lin home, and the next day began to investigate the matter about Sister Su, perhaps because the age is too old, no one near the theater knows about the existence of Sister Su, and I think it is also, the prosperous area has been earth-shaking for decades, and the old people in the vicinity are still alive, there are really very few, Master Zhang is an old native, he doesn't know the way, and others don't know the way.

Wang Xiaohu was a little helpless, and turned to the general manager of the house to see if he could find out some information on the Internet, the general manager of the house has been looking for a long time on the Internet and there is no clue, and there is no clue to resolve Sister Su's obsession, Wang Xiaohu sighed, the general manager of the house really couldn't stand it, and said: "I'll go to the archives bureau in the district to check, maybe I can have some clues." ”

In the afternoon, the head of the house came back with a stack of photocopied materials, and said to Wang Xiaohu: "Xiaohu, you must not guess how Sister Su died." ”

Got a clue so soon? Wang Xiaohu was very surprised, and admired the ability of the housekeeper, and said: "Okay, look down on you kid, if there is such a thing in the future, you will be out of the horse......"

"What kind of ability, it's the eldest sister in her forties who looks at the file, and the old people are yellow, in order to investigate this matter, my buddy spent 200 yuan to buy her a set of cosmetics, and the gift was opened, and it wasn't a confidential matter, of course I helped, these copies were printed out by her, and if there is this thing in the future, I have to be reimbursed in the door, and this time it's over......"

Wang Xiaohu hurriedly agreed, took out the archives and took a look, it was not very complete, because of historical reasons, coupled with the relocation, some paper archives were quite seriously damaged, and the house manager took back only a part, and it was this small part that made Wang Xiaohu stunned.

Sister Su's name is Su Muqing, twenty-eight years old, the reason for the fire in the Cultural Palace recorded above was a conspiracy of enemy agents to destroy the great socialism, according to the archives, October 1 of 54, that day was the fifth anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Workers' Cultural Palace was lit up, the celebration was finished during the day, and a group of Peking Opera ticket holders held a gala party in the evening.

The party started at eight o'clock, it was very lively, after singing a few plays, someone recognized Su Muqing who cleaned up the Cultural Palace, and it was recorded in the archives that Su Muqing was the head of the Fuxiang Opera Troupe before the liberation, I don't know what mistake Lu Dao made and was imprisoned for three years, and after being released from prison, she was assigned by the government to the stage where she had been singing before, and later changed to cleaning in the Workers' Cultural Palace.

As for what mistakes were made, the file was missing, and what surprised Wang Xiaohu even more was that Su Muqing was originally a beautiful woman from a country, but she was disfigured after being released from prison, and she was very old, her hair was half white.

Su Muqing began to refuse, and later an official of the Cultural Palace said that she was a capitalist, nostalgic for the vanity of the previous scenery, and did not mingle with the masses.

Su Muqing, who had just come out of prison, was forced to be helpless, so she had to dress up backstage, it was just more than nine o'clock in the evening, and there were more than 20 people left in the Cultural Palace at that time, most of them were ticket holders, and there were two children who came with her grandfather.

Su Muqing shook his head silently to step down, but was stopped by the officials of the Cultural Palace, the words were very unpleasant, and in desperation, Su Muqing had no choice but to sing another fold of Wujiapo, perhaps lamenting that his fate was withering, or that he was hiding something.

At this time, a strange thing happened, in the midst of the desolate singing, a small blue flame suddenly appeared on Su Muqing's body, surrounding her, like a small ball of phosphorus fire, but under the stage lights, no one noticed this, and she didn't seem to feel it, with the grace of her figure, suddenly a huge pillar of fire rose into the sky, the fire started quite suddenly, and the temperature was extremely high, almost instantly enveloping the stage of the Cultural Palace and the place within a radius of 100 meters.

The tragedy happened, of all the people in the Cultural Palace at that time, only two people were not burned to death, one was a fourteen-year-old teenager Huang Shaoxing, and the other was Uncle Qiu who watched the gate.

There is so much information, but there is a lot of information revealed, Wang Xiaohu read it, suddenly thought of a word, and looked at the house manager in surprise: "Spontaneous combustion of the human body?" ”

Mr. Otaku nodded: "I think so too." ”

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