Chapter 10: The Ghost Murder
"Thanks, I'm fine, just take a break here."
The strange man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard someone ask, and after a perfunctory reply, he didn't have any special reaction.
This is open to do business, and it is naturally not good to ask too many customers, so Yang Junfeng returned to his original position, sat there and began to play with his mobile phone.
This rich second generation, who is idle all day long, wastes most of his time in the bubble tea shop, what he knows is that he knows that he is such a character, and I don't know that I definitely think that he has a crush on the owner of the bubble tea shop.
"I'm going to start my own business in a while."
"Want to do something?"
"I haven't thought about it yet."
The conversation between the two people is boring and boring, Yang Junfeng will pop up a few thoughts every day, and then after a few days, he will basically be a yellow mess, and Zhang Jiachang, who is accustomed to this kind of thing, doesn't even want to take his words.
After another silence, Yang Junfeng simply slapped the table: "I plan to open a film company, let's make movies." ”
"Okay, okay, you shoot."
While they were talking nonsense, the strange man just now looked around with a strange expression for a while and then left quickly, and the milk tea on his table didn't even move the straw.
After waiting for a while, Yang Junfeng saw that the man didn't seem to be coming back, so he walked over and poked the milk tea open and drank it himself.
At this time, Zhang Jiachang also switched the decoration style of the house, turning it into a late-night canteen.
It was a little rainy outside today, and there were almost no guests, so after waiting for a while, Yang Junfeng said while sipping milk tea: "If you don't close the door early today, it won't look like there are guests." ”
"Wait a little longer." Zhang Jiachang cleaned the kitchen utensils and put them in the disinfection cabinet, and then sat in the bar and waited quietly.
"Speaking of which, do you have any new dishes lately? There's a new dish for me to try. ”
"Yes." Zhang Jiachang nodded seriously: "There is a dish of cold lion heads." ”
"Can a lion's head be eaten cold? Come on, come on, I'll try. ”
And just when Zhang Jiachang was about to start cooking, the welcome bell at the door jingled, and when he turned his head to look over, he found that the man just now was actually back again, this time he looked even more weird, his face was unusually pale, and he didn't even say anything after coming in, just sat there muttering something, looking very nervous.
"Damn......" Yang Junfeng hurriedly hid the milk tea in his hand to the side: "Sir, are you okay?" ”
"I'm fine, I'm fine......" he said he was fine, but he didn't even notice the change in the style of the decoration around him.
Zhang Jiachang glanced at him, then looked at the milk tea in Yang Junfeng's hand, so he took out the soup that had been paused for more than ten hours from the insulated cabinet at the back, and walked to him: "Give it to you." ”
"Thank you...... Thank you......" The man kept thanking, and this time he actually picked up the spoon and drank the soup.
The warm and moist soup was in his stomach, and his mood was obviously eased, but his feet were still shaking, and it was said to be frightened but it didn't look like a fright, and there was no sign of fear when it was said to be fear.
"What's wrong with this man?"
"I don't know." Zhang Jiachang shook his head and said: "I can't even settle down in the tranquilizing soup, I guess it's a big stimulus." ”
"Interesting." Yang Junfeng nodded and suddenly changed his words: "Can you fly?" ”
Zhang Jiachang was stupid, how could someone ask another person such a strange question? Can you still fly? No matter how you look at it, people can't fly.
"Do you mean inside or outside the atmosphere?"
"Is it okay to be outside?"
"Reluctant......ly," Zhang Jiachang said after a long silence: "I tried for two hours at most, and I came back when I didn't feel well." ”
"Mom...... How? ”
This sentence was exchanged for a long silence, because Zhang Jiachang himself had no idea how his mother's self could fly outside the atmosphere, and sometimes he even wanted to go to a research institute to do a slice examination.
But what is the crux of the problem, he has to have a physical examination every year, and the results of the physical examination are just an ordinary person, which is very outrageous.
It's just that now that it's been a long time, he's not so curious, just let it be.
As for why he is unwilling to use his abilities casually, this matter can be regarded as metaphysics, because as long as he exceeds a certain limit of using his abilities, there will be random disasters. Volcanoes, earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, landslides, and mudslides come in turn. And he still hasn't figured out exactly where the boundaries of his ability are.
In order to reduce the occurrence of disasters, he gradually began to reduce the use of his abilities.
But but there are two concepts of not having and not using, if you don't believe it, you can rush over and give him a slap to try.
Chatting and chatting, the strange man didn't know when he left, and today it was almost twelve o'clock but there were still no guests, Yang Junfeng went back after a supper, and only Zhang Jiachang was there alone in the small shop.
The master of the night came over to play with him for a while, and Sister Dog also came over to chat, and then no one else came to the door.
Maybe it's because of the rain today, but when it comes to business, it's taboo to switch the closing time casually, so Zhang Jiachang always stayed up until the early hours of the morning before deciding to close.
But just as he was about to close, the door was pushed open again, and the man who had behaved very strangely before actually came back again, he hid behind the door and gasped for breath, and from time to time he opened the door to look outside, as if he was being chased by something.
"What's wrong?"
This time, even Zhang Jiachang felt that he was quite wrong, so he personally stepped forward to ask.
Before the man could speak, he suddenly saw that the glass wall suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, and then a hazy shadow appeared above, and a voice repeatedly murmured in a strange tone appeared in Zhang Jiachang's ears.
Seeing this, Zhang Jiachang probably understood something, what Mr. Lin said before that something big should happen, and it is likely that this is the kind of thing now. It hasn't been the case in the past many years, and if there are no surprises, it's likely to be the legendary Reiki revival.
Reiki revival.
Zhang Jia smiled, pinched a porridge-like mist with a wave of his hand, and then with a flick of his hand, the thing scattered in all directions, and with it the darkness that came with it.
After retreating the things that had disturbed the man, Zhang Jiachang brought him a cup of hot tea, sat down in front of him and asked softly, "Did you encounter something?" ”
The man's body still couldn't stop trembling, he looked up at Zhang Jiachang, staring carefully into his eyes, as if to confirm whether he was a living person.
After a long time, the man breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still nervous, but he was able to speak: "There is not a living person in this place...... All the places are open, but you can't see anyone when you go inside. ”
Zhang Jiachang was stunned for a moment, although it is indeed the dead of night outside, but it is not to the point that there is no one, and from time to time there will be a few people who play cards late at night in the alley and return late, and there is a bit unreliable that all the doors are open.
"There are no lights, it's pitch black everywhere, only you have the lights on, and I've turned around several times, and it's just you...... I'm not sure if you're a real person here......"
Zhang Jiachang nodded and said, "It's just that the whole city has become an empty city, right?" ”
"That's right! It's been two days. The man was still a little apprehensive: "It's as if the whole city has disappeared." ”
Zhang Jiachang looked him up and down, and then suddenly found that something was wrong with this person, the clothes on his body were still winter clothes, and his shoes were also winter shoes. But it's still early autumn, and you can still feel the scorching summer tigers in this small southern town during the day.
"Do you remember how many years it is?"
December 21, 2019.
Zhang Jiachang stood up, looked around, and frowned: "You haven't seen anyone in the past two days?" ”
"That's right! I searched for two days, and I searched all over the city, but the phone could not be reached, no one answered on the Internet, everything seemed to stop, no one else was there, no electricity, no water, nothing. ”
"Where have you been these two days?"
"Go around, go to the supermarket to get something to eat when you're hungry, and go to a room to sleep when you're sleepy."
This thing is interesting, listening to his description, this person seems to have entered a dislocated time and space, he has been wandering in this time and space for two days, but in fact, the time is already two years later.
As for why he was able to see this store, and why he didn't take the initiative to communicate with them before, there are still many doubts here.
Zhang Jiachang pondered for a moment and then said, "I'm going to close, and the door won't open until 11 o'clock at noon tomorrow, and you will ...... tomorrow No, why don't you stay here today, I still have a folding bed, how about you stay in the hotel? ”
"Good...... Thank you. ”
"You're welcome." Zhang Jiachang got up and helped him take the folding bed and put it next to him, and then asked, "Do you want to turn off the lights?" ”
"Can you not turn off the lights? It's the only light I've seen in the past two days. ”
"Okay."
After settling this eccentric person, Zhang Jiachang returned to the backyard, washed up, and went to bed.
When he was lying on the bed, he thought about it, hoping to analyze something valuable from the various visions of that person, but he was only the ceiling of ability and not the ceiling of knowledge, and this kind of thing finally had to ask the mountain king who was a master of supernatural things.
But before he fell asleep, the phone had already rang, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was actually a call from Pi Ye.
"Xu Wei is lost!"
"Huh?" Zhang Jiachang asked curiously: "Will you lose it if you follow?" ”
"I just went to the mouse and had a bite to eat, and when I came back, she was gone...... It's all my fault. ”