These days, I studied the events in the notes "Strange Tales of Mountains and Rivers", plus nightmares at night, I had no energy when I went to work during the day, and I sat at my desk and fell asleep, but fortunately, I was smart and diligent and hardworking, and I entered a government unit that was idle, although the salary was extremely low, but fortunately, it was idle, which gave me a lot of time to study these things that happened to me.

"Luo Fusheng, you are on duty tonight."

Xiao Wang of the Personnel Department suddenly stood in front of me, and the sudden voice made me sober up in an instant.

"Why am I on duty again, didn't I just be on duty last night?"

The nature of our unit is special, there is a warehouse where some cultural relics are placed, and all male staff of the unit need to take turns to sleep in the warehouse every night, just for duty.

"Director Li has something to do tonight, you can take care of it."

He turned around and walked away.

This thing is now more and more like a green onion.

Xiao Wang, who retired from the army, has a high school degree, and can only enter our unit if he has a relationship, but his education is too low, and the leader really has no place to put him, so he put him in the personnel department to do chores, and sent him to study electrician for a few months.

Everyone is unwilling to be on duty, but they can't avoid it. Although I was holding my breath, I couldn't help it.

When I was about to get off work, I remembered that there was a document to be delivered to the personnel department, and when I walked to the door of the personnel department with the documents, I heard Xiao Wang calling inside:

"Brother Niu, you're going to a bar tonight, I'll arrange for Xiao Luo to be on duty for you, just keep busy with you...... Okay, okay, okay Brother Niu...... Howler...... It's okay, it's okay! ”

Hearing that he hung up the phone, I pushed the door in, first put the papers on his desk, then stared into his eyes, and said viciously:

"You're on duty for the surnamed Niu tonight!"

"Okay, I'll do it!"

His gaze was a little glazed and confused, and he agreed very obediently. This look, this look, search for familiarity. I hurriedly turned around and came out, and felt the black discus in my pocket, which was a little colder, and the dark red mist reappeared.

This is, and there is the energy to cross again?

But now is not the time, I still need to know more about Kim Taechi, and I am ready to go again.

When I got home from work, I immediately opened the notes again:

Shanhe Village is considered to be a relatively wealthy village in Shili Eight Villages, and there was originally a primary school in the village, and people with children going to school would gather together to invite Mr.

Unexpectedly, after the school in Shanhe Village was opened, because it was the only school in several nearby villages, several surrounding villages also sent their children to go to school in Shanhe Village, so the school became bigger and bigger, and later a separate library was built behind the school.

The books in the library were brought by the gentlemen who had been invited over the years, and some old books that Murakami had paid for, and anyway, several large bookshelves in the library were filled, and a large pile was placed on the ground, which could be called a rich collection of books.

The library is often not visited for many days, and it is locked with a general lock every day, and the key is placed in the hand of Li Zheng, and the other is in the hand of Mr. Whoever wants to read in the village, he can find Mr. or Li Zheng to borrow the key.

On the evening of July 15, 1929, after having dinner and having nothing to do, the newly invited gentleman suddenly thought of the library and thought that he should go in and see what books were there.

As he slowly paced to the door of the library, he suddenly heard the voices of two men talking inside, presumably discussing poetry.

I only heard one voice say: This "ten miles of yellow flowers full of gold" is used well.

The other replied: "Yellow flowers are full of gold" is too common, and the artistic conception of "Falling Ying Dance is colorful" is very good......

Then it seems to be another discussion article, each of which expresses his opinion at length, but the specific content is not clear.

The gentleman thought that someone had gone into the library to read a book, and after being locked in it by mistake, he discussed poetry inside, so he asked through the door: Is anyone inside?

There was no sound inside.

The gentleman took the key to open the door, went in and walked around, and found that there was no one, and suddenly felt the hairs stand on end, and quickly turned around and escaped from the library.

……

I really didn't see any information related to Jin Tazhi in this incident, it was just a random supernatural story.

This notebook "Strange Things of Mountains and Rivers" was given to me by a person when I returned to my hometown a year ago.

Actually, I don't remember how many times I watched it, but if I still can't find new clues from it this time, I consider going back to my hometown, Shanhe Village.

I stared at the notebook in front of me, and suddenly felt a little sleepy, and as soon as I closed my eyes recently, I was suffering from all kinds of nightmares, and I was really about to collapse.

At this time, I heard a knock on the door and quickly got up to open it.

When I opened the door, I was surprised by the person standing outside the door - it was my college classmate Guo Mingyue.

"Luo Fusheng, I'm here, you didn't expect it to be me, right?" Guo Mingyue asked me with a smile, but there was a touch of sadness in her eyes.

"Quick, please come in!" I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I hurriedly invited her into the house.

"Luo Fusheng, I won't go in, I'm just here to say goodbye to you. Luo Fusheng, I'm dead. If I get lost, please give me a ride for the sake of my classmates. ”

After Guo Mingyue finished speaking, she turned around and left.

"Ahh

It turned out to be a dream.

Headache! I rubbed my temples, and Guo Mingyue's words echoed in my ears: Luo Fusheng, I'm already dead......

What?! Guo Mingyue is dead?!

I suddenly reacted, stood up abruptly and looked around for my phone, and when I found it, I quickly clicked on the group of college classmates who had been muted by me, and there was no movement in it.

I flipped to Guo Mingyue's mobile phone again and made more than a dozen calls, but no one answered.

I thought about it for a while, and pulled out the phone number of another female classmate, Wen Jinyi, who worked in the same newspaper as Guo Mingyue.

The phone rang twice and it was connected.

"Hey, Jinyi, I'm Luo Fusheng, I have something to do with Guo Mingyue, I can't contact her, can you help me contact her?" I'll get straight to the point.

"Luo Fusheng, Guo Mingyue just passed away, committed suicide, and was sent to the hospital without being rescued."

I suddenly felt that my brain went blank, and then I listened to Wen Jinyi describe the scene of Guo Mingyue's suicide to me:

Guo Mingyue put on delicate makeup during her lunch break, wore a white silk dress, lay in the bathtub, committed suicide by cutting her wrists, and dyed the water in the bathtub red.

This scene is so familiar.

I am reminded of a suicide scene that Guo Mingyue wrote in her article when I was in college:

The girl wore delicate makeup and a white dress, and committed suicide by slitting her wrists while lying in the bathtub, and the blood stained the water in the bathtub red, as if the girl was embedded in bright red amber......

It turned out that she had written her ending at that time.

There was a tingling pain in the heart - the girl who was bright and moving, full of talent, shining in the crowd, she was no longer in this world.

I've loved her throughout my four years of college, and all the way up to now.

I've always thought that we were the same people and that we all had similar abilities.

I don't believe that Guo Mingyue will commit suicide, she has no depression, and she does not have too many setbacks in life, her family is rich, she is the youngest daughter in the family, I heard that she is pampered at home, very talented, and a veritable lady of heaven.

All afternoon, I sat at my desk in a daze, recalling over and over every detail of my relationship with Guo Mingyue in college.

She is cold and reluctant to get too close to others; She is beautiful and generous, but she is never proud of her appearance; She is very talented, proficient in calligraphy and painting, but has nothing to do with worldly gains and losses.

She is a very pure person, what she likes, she likes it, and she doesn't like it, such a wise and sober person, I can't think of why she committed suicide.

Was she murdered?

I remembered what Guo Mingyue said to me in my dream, she said, "If I get lost, please give me a ride for the sake of my classmates." ”

I think of the bits and pieces I got along with Guo Mingyue in college, in fact, it was bits and pieces, I really talked to her closely, less than ten times in the whole four years, and I remember the content of each conversation.

And then for most of the rest of the time, I kept an eye on her secretly.

"Luo Fusheng, do you like to draw?"

It was in a study room, and Guo Mingyue spoke to me for the first time.

I was holding my aching head with my left hand, and my right hand was scribbling something on the manuscript paper, and a scene that kept flashing back to my mind was tormenting me: a woman, locked in a huge cage, in a very dark place.

It's really scribbled, and the whole picture is made up of just a few lines.

Then Guo Mingyue came to my side at some point, stared at the painting and asked me.

"No, I scribbled." I smiled awkwardly, the goddess talked to me, I was a little panicked.

"It's not a scribble, it's a memory that you pass on...... I'll draw another one for you. ”

Guo Mingyue picked up the manuscript paper and observed it for a while.

Then the next day, she handed me a picture of a woman in a silver-gray cotton robe in a huge black iron cage.

The woman was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with fear on her face, but more than that, fierceness. There were also strips of white cloth hanging from the cage, on which were painted red charms, as if they were drawn with blood. I don't know where the iron cage is placed, only the inky darkness around it.

The whole painting is shocking, just like the visions that always come to my mind.

But I didn't tell her about it, especially the charm on the iron cage, and the woman's expression and clothes in the painting, how did she know? All I drew on the paper were simple lines!

Since then, Guo Mingyue seems to be very willing to take the initiative to get close to me, and every time we talk about calligraphy and painting, I know that painting is her hobby.

Second Conversation:

"Luo Fusheng, you look at this campus after the rain, it doesn't look like an oil painting, it's so beautiful, I really want to paint it and live in it again."

Third Conversation:

"Luo Fusheng, let me paint a portrait of you."

Fourth Conversation:

"Luo Fusheng, you have a lot of memories that you can't see clearly, but I can draw them."

Fifth Conversation:

"Luo Fusheng, I wrote down the appearance of my death, but I can't draw it."

Sixth Conversation:

"Luo Fusheng, do you think I can walk into my paintings? I think this body is too much of a hindrance. ”

Seventh Conversation:

"Luo Fusheng, you know what? One can really walk into the painting, but one can get lost in it. ”

Eighth Conversation:

"Luo Fusheng, do you know that there is a painting spirit? Those who love to draw during their lifetime will become painting spirits after death, and through painting, they will open up the passage of time and space and obtain eternal life. Like, books also have book spirits, and people who love to read during their lifetime will also become book spirits after death, chanting poems every day, and can do many things through the power of words. ”

This is the most Guo Mingyue and I talked to once, at that time I thought she was just fantasizing, and her understanding of calligraphy and painting was a bit unrealistic, but now it seems that she may really know something.

Ninth Conversation:

"Luo Fusheng, you're about to graduate, where do you go after graduation, if we are too far away, we won't be able to talk about calligraphy and painting together in the future."

For this sentence, I stayed in the city she was in after graduation - the city where we studied.

In the past year since graduation, I have been thinking about Guo Mingyue almost every day for a while, and I think she might suddenly call me one day and say to me, Luo Fusheng, where are you, come out and talk to me about painting.

I was waiting for her to suddenly remember me, but I didn't dare to contact her, because I could see that her heart only had her favorite calligraphy and paintings, and there was no such thing as male and female love, which made her look even more beautiful and clear.

But I have, I'm afraid that I can't suppress my emotions and upset her beauty, so I've been waiting for her to think of me one day, so contact me first.

Today I finally waited, and she came to my dream and said to me:

"Luo Fusheng, I'm already dead."

Guo Mingyue's death is absolutely unusual, and I must investigate it to the end.

Suddenly I remembered what Guo Mingyue once said to me: those who love to read before death will also become a book spirit after death, chanting poetry every day, and can do many things through the power of words.

So, in the fifth supernatural event recorded in "Strange Tales of Mountains and Rivers", the two people who talk about poetry are the book spirits that Guo Mingyue said?

Moreover, Guo Mingyue was able to draw an entire painting that matched all the details I saw in my head through a few sketches on the manuscript paper, what is the secret of her?

If all the illusions that flashed through my mind were related to the Black Taiji Gate, then was Guo Mingyue also related to the Black Taiji Gate?

Suddenly, I remembered another incident recorded in the note, that person, could it be Guo Mingyue? Thinking of this, I hurriedly found that page.