Zhu Yikun asked him, "What details?" ”

"The dead coins that Lin Jianxian burned for the workers who died in an accident finally returned to his pocket." Xie Yinxue stretched out her hand to Liu Buhua, asked him to hand over Zhu Yikun's mobile phone to him, looked down at the name "Lin Jianxian" on the screen, and said in a deep voice word by word, "Generally speaking, only the dead will receive the dead coin. ”

When Zhu Yikun's mobile phone was handed over to Liu Buhua, there was no other sound, not even a noisy electric sound, as if the person on the other end of the phone was no longer near the phone, but the phone was suddenly hung up when Xie Yinxue's last word fell.

Xie Yinxue was about to look through the call records, when she heard Zhu Yikun whisper back to him: "But I have heard a lot of ghost stories, and some living people will receive dark coins when they hit ghosts." ”

For example, a taxi driver who drives in the middle of the night will find that the fare handed to them by a strange guest will be a piece of paper money from the "Heaven and Earth" bank after a strange guest gets off the bus! Or a pedestrian who returns late and encounters a noodle stall on the road, sits down to eat a bowl of noodles because he is hungry, and after paying the money to the boss, he will find that the change that the boss has made up for him is also a few dark coins...... The list goes on and on.

Xie Yinxue paused when she heard this, and was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but think of a joke she had seen before - a patient went to the hospital to see a doctor, and after the doctor gave the cause, the patient said: I don't think that's what I said on the Internet.

He turned around and stared at Zhu Yikun, not angry, but laughing: "Boss Zhu, it seems that you understand very well?" ”

Zhu Yikun, the old man, couldn't hear what Xie Yinxue said was the opposite, so he immediately raised his hand and slapped himself twice, and gave Xie Yinxue a smile and said, "Nonsense, nonsense." ”

"Yes, it is possible for the living to receive the Underworld Coin when they collide with evil spirits, but they are often dead after receiving them." Speaking of this, Xie Yinxue glanced sideways at Zhu Yikun, "In the ghost stories you have seen, how many people survived?" ”

Zhu Yikun sneered: "...... They should all be dead, right? ”

The ghost stories often have open-ended endings, ending abruptly when they find out that the money they received is a dead coin, so that the literary blankness is to leave room for the reader's imagination, and the whole story is filled with a thoughtful and terrifying charm.

"You know they're all dead." Xie Yinxue sneered, "Judging from the fact that he received the Underworld Coin, it is indeed impossible to conclude that Lin Jianxian is dead, but the Immortal Coin he received only appeared in his pocket after it was burned to the worker who died unexpectedly." ”

The things of the two worlds of yin and yang are not connected, and the souls of the dead cannot directly use the things of the yang world, so they need their relatives to burn paper money and light incense and candles for them.

And once the paper money is burned, there is no trace in the yang world, only circulating in the underworld, how can Lin Jianxian receive the burned dead money again?

Unless, he's also a ghost.

Or rather...... He's the ghost.

"I suspect there weren't any workers who accidentally fell to their deaths from the eighteenth floor." Xie Yinxue also directly told Zhu Yikun her guess, "The one who really fell from the eighteenth floor and died was your small hair - Lin Jianxian." ”

"No, it won't......"

Zhu Yikun was shocked by Xie Yinxue's words and took two steps back, although he still felt that what Xie Yinxue said was too exaggerated, but the tone of the rebuttal was not as firm as before: "Lin Jianxian, but I am small, I can't get the news when he dies......"

"Don't believe me?"

"You should have the phone numbers of Lin Jianxian's other relatives and friends, right? Pick just one and ask us. ”

Xie Yinxue handed the phone back to Zhu Yikun and said to him, "Ask them if Lin Jianxian is dead?" ”

Zhu Yikun's face turned pale, he took the mobile phone like a mournful examiner, flipped through the phone book with trembling hands for a long time, and finally stopped in front of a name called "Su Lianghui" - Su Lianghui is his wine and meat friend and Lin Jianxian, and they will always get together to drink on holidays, although Su Lianghui did not ask him and Lin Jianxian to go out for a party on the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, but he sent him a blessing text message, if something really happened to Lin Jianxian, Su Lianghui could not know.

So Zhu Yikun pressed Su Lianghui's phone number with trembling hands at Xie Yinxue's request.

The elevator of Yunwei Building really did not affect the call, not only did the other party pick up the phone quickly, but also spoke clearly and smoothly, with no jamming or current sound at all: "Hey, Lao Zhu, why did you call me early in the morning?" ”

"Brother Su...... Let me ask you something. Time was pressing, and Zhu Yikun didn't dare to say too much to him, so he inhaled deeply and tried to make his heartbeat and breathing slow down, and asked straight to the point, "Do you know how Lao Lin is doing?" ”

But after this question was asked, the other party was silent.

Although Su Lianghui was only silent for a few seconds, Zhu Yikun felt like a century had passed, and after the dead silence ended, Su Lianghui's answer made Zhu Yikun feel cold: "Old Zhu, what are you kidding?" ”

"Lao Lin has ...... I've been there for half a month. ”

"On the day he was buried, we went together to see him off, what's the matter with you?"

Zhu Yikun's eyes widened as Su Lianghui's words widened, and he asked with trembling lips, "Is he buried in ...... Anfuyuan? ”

"You're not talking nonsense?" Su Lianghui asked him rhetorically, "When we went down the mountain that day, you also said that if you die in the future, you will also be buried here for Lao Lin as a companion." At that time, I advised you not to say this kind of thing at the funeral, no, you still don't feel at ...... at all."

Later, Su Lianghui said something else, Zhu Yikun didn't listen to it at all, he stared at the "-18" number on the display screen in the elevator, and finally remembered who the dead person was: Xie Yinxue was right, the person who really died from falling from the eighteenth floor was not a worker on the construction site, but Lin Jianxian himself!

Half a month ago, Lin Jianxian did go to his newly built building, all the workers working at height in the building were wearing safety belts and helmets, and they didn't dare to be perfunctory, only Lin Jianxian, the boss, did not follow the regulations, and did not even wear a safety helmet during the inspection, and finally fell from the elevator shaft that had not been built due to an unknown accident and died on the spot.

Lin Jianxian recounted the evil incident, he said that he often saw the families of the dead workers running to his office to cry, and said that the dead coins burned for the workers went into his pockets...... In fact, where is the relative of a worker who is crying, it is clearly his wife! After the dark coins are burned, they will appear in his pocket, and it is because the people who burned the dark coins are his own!

And Su Lianghui, he and Lin Jianxian didn't get together in the Mid-Autumn Festival this year as in previous years, also because Lin Jianxian had already been buried in Anfu Garden, so how could they get together and drink with them?

Zhu Yikun put down his mobile phone and hung up the phone with Su Lianghui in a panic, clicked on the call interface and looked at his previous call record with Lin Jianxian - yes, yes, but Lin Jianxian's number, this time it all became the number that Lin Jianxian told him in the previous call: Anfuyuan's phone number!

So in the end, the person who hit the ghost is actually himself?

Xie Yinxue looked at Zhu Yikun's frightened expression after the phone call, and smiled to add fuel to his fire, saying, "Boss Zhu, the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional." If you hadn't locked up the immortality, you would have died yesterday. ”

Zhu Yikun's current life is tied to Liu Buhua, Liu Buhua cleared the lock immortal life instead of him, and he can extend his lifespan for a month, no matter what happens during the period, "lock immortality" can ensure that the participants will not die - of course, it is just immortal.

Therefore, when Lin Jianxian asked Zhu Yikun to find him yesterday, Zhu Yikun encountered so many "coincidences" that prevented him from leaving Yunwei Building.

It can also be seen that if Zhu Yikun really saw Lin Jianxian yesterday, he would definitely die.

"I, I ......"

Zhu Yikun trembled when he heard this, and as soon as he said two words, his mobile phone rang and vibrated again, and the caller ID was not someone else, it was Lin Jianxian again!

In the caller ID, the phone number under Lin Jianxian's name has also become a number that does not exist at all like "44444......", so the rest of Zhu Yikun's words came to his lips, and they became screams of fear.

"Mr. Xie, save me! Mr. Xie, save me! ”

Zhu Yikun's intestines were all repentant, and he scolded himself for being so cheap, and he had to say something like that on the day of Lin Jianxian's burial.

Xie Yinxue looked at him crying with a light smile, and pouted him: "Take it, you apologize honestly to others, maybe for the sake of years of love, he will let you go?" ”

“…… Are you sure? ”

"Well, remember to be sincere when you apologize."

Xie Yinxue was talking nonsense seriously, but Zhu Yikun really believed it, and pressed the answer button tremblingly.

But before he could apologize, the sound of noisy electricity and Lin Jianxian's hoarse voice came out on the other end of the phone: "Old Zhu...... The elevator can't go up...... Can't go up the elevator——! ”

Lin Jianxian's words were exactly the same as those in the last phone call, but this time, when he said the last word, his voice suddenly became sharp and poignant, making a screeching sound like a cable braking suddenly when an elevator fell.

Xie Yinxue: The elevator they were in began to jolt and shake with this sound, as if it was about to fall off the bottom of the elevator shaft.

If Fang Fang was still awake, she would have screamed in fright.

Zhu Yikun remembered Xie Yinxue's nonsense lies, knelt on the ground and apologized to Lin Jianxian while slapping his mouth: "Lao Lin ...... I'm sorry for you! I'm not going to talk nonsense anymore, can you forgive me......"

In the elevator car, for a while, only the crisp slap sound when Zhu Yikun slapped his cheek.

Xie Yinxue felt very pleasant when she heard it, and said in her heart that there were still such good ghosts in the world, so she rushed to help him prevent Zhu Yikun from having a good time.

And Zhu Yikun's apology didn't seem to have any effect, because the originally dark floor buttons in the elevator button area suddenly lit up, but no one in the elevator touched these buttons. He stopped slapping himself, and after two seconds of slapping, he reacted and suddenly got up and threw himself towards the button area, trying to press and hold the close button to prevent the elevator door from opening, but it was too late.

I only heard the sound of "ding-", and the elevator door opened.

Zhu Yikun's eyes were full of fear, and he stared at the slowly opening elevator door in horror, but there was nothing outside the door.

When the elevator doors opened, everyone was greeted by darkness that could not be seen, like the mouth of an abyss, waiting to devour everyone who stepped into it.

Zhu Yikun looked at the black area and swallowed his saliva, and as soon as his hanging heart gasped, he saw a bloody hand quickly poking into the elevator and clutching his ankle, which was closest to the elevator door.

"Old Zhu ......"

"Old Zhu ——!"

The owner of the bloody hand soon appeared by the door, his upper body was at the elevator door, the lower half of his body disappeared into the darkness, the flesh and blood on his body seemed to be temporarily pieced together with corpse pieces, and the yellow fat and white bones at the shoulder blades were clearly visible, which made people think of the cause of his death at a glance: he fell into the elevator shaft from the eighteenth floor, his body was in a different place, and the corpse was tragic.

"I can't get up ......"

Lin Jianxian bared his teeth and smiled, and said sympathetically to Zhu Yikun: "Old Zhu...... Pull me along! ”

said so, but he actually dragged Zhu Yikun's ankle and dragged the person out of the elevator car.

Xie Yinxue watched from the sidelines, originally thinking that Lin Jianxian would scare Zhu Yikun for a while before he made a move-this is also the reason why he has been doing nothing, but unexpectedly, Zhu Yikun looked at Lin Jianxian's ghostly appearance, and after a few seconds, he actually rolled his eyes and fainted.

In this way, Zhu Yikun was no longer able to struggle, so it was convenient for Lin Jianxian to drag him down, and forced Xie Yinxue to no longer be indifferent.

So he closed his eyes, and when he opened them, his eyes were as white as snow and full of frost.

Xie Yinxue lowered her eyes and swept around, only to find out that they hadn't actually entered the elevator at all, and had been staying in the corridor in front of the elevator outside Zhu Yikun's suite on the eighty-eighth floor, but now the elevator door has indeed opened, but the elevator compartment is not there, if Zhu Yikun is dragged down by Lin Jianxian, he will definitely fall into the elevator shaft from the eighty-eighth floor, and his death is dozens of times more tragic than Lin Jianxian.

Seeing that half of Zhu Yikun's calf had been dragged off the elevator by Lin Jianxian, and the upper half of his body was still supported on the ground by his fat weight, even if Xie Yinxue didn't like Zhu Yikun anymore, he had to take care of Liu Buhua's safety to save people.

Therefore, he tore off the white cotton hemp rope that bound his hair, waved his sleeves into a sword, and broke the wind with his hands.

The silver blade seemed to be burning with a flame, and it instantly cut off and burned the surrounding illusions, although Lin Jianxian was temporarily forced back by the sword, he was still unwilling to leave, his eyes were red as blood, and he roared to make a comeback, trying his best to drag Zhu Yikun into the elevator shaft.

However, Xie Yinxue spun around and stepped on Zhu Yikun's shoulder, Lin Jianxian was like a mayfly shaking the giant tree with his own strength, no matter how fiercely he roared, he couldn't move Zhu Yikun a bit.

In the next moment, Xie Yinxue swung her sword again, cutting off the insoluble silk thread of resentment entangled between Lin Jianxian and Zhu Yikun's mobile phones, but she didn't kill Lin Jianxian, only frowned and took off the pear flower bracelet on her right wrist, raised her hand and threw it at Lin Jianxian, and knocked him into the elevator shaft.

At this point, others could no longer see the trace of Lin Jianxian, only the screams of him drifting away as he fell from the building, and finally even the sound was completely isolated by the closed elevator door, giving the world a quiet.

Zhu Yikun, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, let out a moan at the right time, slowly opened his eyes to look at the young man who was staring at him, and pretended to be weak...... Did I just faint? ”

Xie Yinxue pulled her lips and sneered, raised her leg and kicked Zhu Yikun again, telling him to get away.

Zhu Yikun understood what he meant, and immediately slipped up to make way for Xie Yinxue, and his flexible appearance didn't show that he was the one who had just woken up from his frightened state.

Xie Yinxue walked to the elevator and pressed the door button again, and after the elevator door was reopened, she bent down to pick up the pear bracelet from the ground of the elevator compartment and threw it to Zhu Yikun.

Zhu Yikun couldn't speak smoothly while holding the bracelet: "Xie, Mr. Xie...... Did my hair get loaded up here? ”

"Woe comes from the mouth." Xie Yinxue didn't answer Zhu Yikun's question directly, and while lowering her eyelashes to tie her hair, she said, "Boss Zhu, you are so afraid of death, why are you not cautious in this kind of thing?" ”

Zhu Yikun slapped his mouth and said regretfully: "It's my mouth." ”

Then he asked Xie Yinxue carefully: "Mr. Xie, what ...... am I small?"

Xie Yinxue said: "He is currently attached to this bracelet, you take it to a nearby temple or Taoist temple, and ask a senior monk or Taoist chief to do a Dharma for him and send him to reincarnate." As for the bracelet, you can keep it for yourself after you finish the Dharma, so that you can ward off evil spirits. ”

Zhu Yikun then asked, "Then after doing the Fa, this matter ...... Even if it's solved, right? ”

"Not yet."

The young man's just two words made Zhu Yikun's newly stabilized heart beat wildly, and he said in fear: "Haven't you yet?!" ”

Xie Yinxue raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with his hands open: "Give me the reward, and it's over." ”

"Remuneration? This ......" Zhu Yikun pretended to be stupid with him, "You see that my hair has become a bracelet, how can I pay you?" ”

"What does it have to do with him?" Xie Yinxue also smiled with Zhu Yikun, but the smile was shallow, and he was very polite and unfamiliar, "The person who hit the ghost is you and not him, I solved the evil matter for you, and you should give me this reward." ”

Zhu Yikun opened his mouth and wanted to bargain again, but Liu Buhua was impatient and interrupted him: "Boss Zhu, you also know that my master never goes down the mountain easily, so it is impossible for him to return empty-handed, right?" ”

"Okay, okay, I'll give it." Zhu Yikun hurriedly softened, "This is also what I owe Lao Lin." ”

Xie Yinxue said: "It's good to know." ”

After speaking, he took off a pear blossom on his shoulder, submerged it into Zhu Yikun's forehead, and motioned to Liu Buhua to carry Fangfang to the bed in the guest room of Zhu Yikun's suite to rest.

Zhu Yikun followed them into the house, touched his forehead repeatedly along the way, and said nervously: "Mr. Xie, when will I start to get sick?" ”