Chapter 8 Midnight candlelight staged a shadow play

Ever since Xu Nongqin's ghost appeared, this was already the few sleepless nights after the incident. Like a crescent moon hanging on the corner of the window, it has not moved.I curled up on the bed with my shoulders in my arms, like a wounded bird licking its blood-spattered feathers with its small beak, waiting for the long night to pass. After dawn I would sleep for a short time, and then wait in infinite dread for the next gloomy dusk. endless. Ke Yiran hasn't shown up for a week.I didn't go to him, and I didn't allow my parents to ask the reason. Zhong Chubo's big basket of flowers was delivered to the house one by one every day, and they were all piled up in the corner of the room, before it got dark, they were already in bloom.

This room is too cloudy to grow flowers. The mild musty smell of withered flowers pervades every corner of the room, which is similar to the smell of formalin.I'm used to hearing this all the time, so I don't take it too seriously, I just wait for Xu Nongqin to take me away as soon as possible like a soul tidying up flowers. But a person's life is harder than flowers, right?The supernatural Xu Nongqin couldn't help me. Oh no, it should be said that "ghosts can reach the vast majority". His spirit was very poor, his throat became inflamed again, it was swollen and painful, and he couldn't eat or speak.Doubly difficult.

Plenty of hair fell off, spread all over the pillow, entangled unwillingly, gray in black, dull and lifeless. like my heart. I can't tell which one makes me sadder, Xu Nongqin's entanglement or Ke Yiran's unfeeling. The wound was riddled with holes, and gradually he didn't understand pain. The drowsiness hit me in bursts, I was really tired and tired, the longing for life was actually very simple, but I hoped to have a good night's sleep without nightmares. Such loneliness and helplessness, where is my favorite person?So, he didn't even call me. I said to him in my dream: "So, let's stop fighting, is pride really more important than love?"

But he looked at me with no warmth in his eyes, and refused to answer. My heart was so painful that it was about to burst, I grabbed my chest and wanted to gouge out my heart with a knife, to let him know that I really love him. Someone knocked on the window. "Beep, beep", crisp and urgent. I opened my eyes and saw Xu Nongqin outside the window.She was standing on the top of the opposite building, fluttering in the wind, her hair loose, and in the darkness of night, her face was so clear, with a ferocious and malicious sneer, she silently waved to me.So who was knocking on the window?

I got up, walked over numbly, and stared at her through the window. Xu Nongqin used to be some distance away from me, but at this moment her arm suddenly stretched infinitely, stretched out towards me, stretched out, and kept beating the window lattice like crazy. I didn't know how to be afraid anymore, so I pushed open the window and shouted to her: "Okay, come here! Take my life, and I will be a ghost with you. Let's go to the bottom of the underworld to argue!" her hands. At this time, the door was knocked open, and my parents rushed in. Seeing me, they yelled, rushed up and hugged me tightly, crying and shouting: "Chen'er, Chen'er, you can't let it go!"

I was stunned for no reason, and it took me a while to realize that my parents thought I was going to commit suicide by jumping off a building.I wanted to laugh, but tears flowed down my face, and then my eyes went dark, and I didn't know anything. Later, I often wondered, if it hadn’t been for Wuyou’s visit that night, whether I would have just opened the window and jumped in, and it would have been settled and turned into nothingness. It is no exaggeration to say that Wuyou saved my life. I have never been able to tell what kind of role Wuyou has played in my life.She is beautiful, elegant, and omniscient.

She is also kind, sincerely caring about me, helping me, and always showing up at my weakest moment.But on the other hand, she influenced my fate deeply, causing me to walk into a cycle of reincarnation in a daze and couldn't extricate myself.We are like two clouds that were destined to float in the same sky in the previous life, but under the blowing of the hurricane, they turned into dew or snow respectively, and have their own destiny in the world of mortals, but they cannot be completely separated. Unconsciously, there are connections of one kind or another, entangled with each other, and the karma of the whole life is completed.

But no matter how I say it, I never regret getting to know Wuyou. No matter she brings me more happiness or more distress, if I can have the fate of being reborn, I would still like to be a sister, a friend, and a blind date with her forever. It was that moment of darkness that made me see clearly my fate with Wuyou. It was a long tunnel, and I wandered alone in the dark, helpless, adrift, lazy and powerless.Xu Nongqin's ghost was guiding me in front, I warned myself not to follow her, not to get close to her, but I couldn't help myself, I greeted her lightly, greeted her... At this time, I heard the call of worry-free.

I don't know why my mother can't wake me up but Wuyou can, and I don't know why I can hear Wuyou's call alone on the quiet Huangquan Road, maybe it's because she has a spell written by an exorcist on her body, maybe It is because of her inherent excellence, her clear voice has a penetrating power like ice, piercing through the darkness and haze, and holding a bright light for me in the dark. The coma only lasted for a moment. I almost fell to the ground and I woke up. I vaguely heard my mother yelling to call Yiran and say that I was going to commit suicide. " two words, struggling to sit up, shouting: "Mom, if you call him, I will really jump off this building!"

Wuyou hugged me, and gently persuaded: "Auntie, Chen'er is already very tired, let me persuade her, she's fine." My mother wiped her tears, walked out reluctantly, and looked at me one after another. Finally, the room fell silent, only me and Wuyou were left.I asked gratefully, "Wuyou, why did you come?" "I found an exorcist, he told me a way, I want to tell you to try..." Wuyou was terrified, "But as soon as I entered your house, I heard you yelling in the room, so hurry up door, I saw you were about to jump downstairs..." "I don't want to jump off a building," I smiled wearily, "I just want to agree with Xu Nongqin's ghost theory."

"Xu Nongqin's ghost?" Wuyou shuddered, "Is she here again?" "Come every night." Look around without fear.I smiled: "What you can't see, the only person she hates is me, and she can't scare others." Worry-free eyes fell on the pile of flower baskets in the corner: "Has Zhong Chubo been here?" "No, it's from the florist." Wuyou sighed: "It's just that good things take a long time, but it's because of villains. You and Yiran have already made it like this, and there is another Zhong Chubo, but what should we do?" "What can we do? We've already broken up." Wuyou looked into my eyes: "Chen'er, you think it through before you speak, do you really not care about losing it?" "I care, of course I care." I cried, "But Wuyou, what can I do? A ghost of Xu Nongqin has already taken me out of my body, and I don't know when I will suddenly jump off the building with her involuntarily. Jumping into the sea; plus a living Zhong Chubo, who is entangled in sending flowers and gifts every day, I really can’t stand it anymore. So he, not only does not comfort me and help me, but also doubts me, you are me, What would you do? Let me get down on my knees and beg for his love and trust? I can't do it. I have been tortured to the point where I have no confidence at all, and I can't lose my self-esteem!" In fact, I have begun to doubt the purity of my love.If such small winds and waves can't bear it, then even if Yiran and I get married, will our marriage be happy?In love, it is not enough to recite poems and drink tea, but also to share joys and sorrows, but where is Yiran's courage?Full of suspicion and jealousy, how much weight does love occupy in his balance?What I want is a sweet girl who is innocent and carefree, who can sit down with him to cook tea and chat with him on a clear day, not a sweet girl who is full of bitterness, experienced complicated ups and downs, and needs his help in the rough and troubled autumn. Cinderella in the snow. A few months ago, I used to be a simple, sweet and beautiful girl in his ideal, but the death of Xu Nongqin changed everything. Suddenly, many ambiguous intermediate colors were added to my brightly colored life drawing board, and they piled up layer by layer until it became chaotic. Unclear, hard to discern, so he is annoyed, tired, alienated, alienated, and most importantly, he will not admit that it is due to his own lack of responsibility, but will only blame it on my lack of purity. I miss those days of light frowns and smiles and sunny days, but that has become an eternal memory in the spring girl's dream, gone forever.Today, I am tired and exhausted, how can I put on a wedding dress and be the daughter-in-law of the Ke family?Is there anything more absurd than preparing for a wedding in the breath of death? Wuyou said: "There are less than ten days before the auspicious day, even the post has been downloaded, do you really want to break the contract?" I remembered, really, it's almost the end of the month, and I originally made an appointment to go to the registration office to get a marriage certificate with Yiran in these two days.But now, all of this has become a fragment of a dream that can never continue, right? Like a vigorous fire burning clouds, it burns to the most prosperous place, that is, when the night comes. At first, when people see the prosperous momentum of the sky full of colorful clouds, they mistake it for a declaration of dawn. Love and tenderness turned out to be just illusions. I changed the subject: "Didn't you say you found an exorcist for me?" "Yes, I told him your experience completely, and he told me that it was a kind of evil spirit, a kind of resentment, and all ghosts haunted by ghosts because of unfulfilled wishes, the so-called unsatisfactory death, so they are ghosts Not scattered, staying in the world. Folks often have newly-dead souls who use the mouth of living people to tell their wishes before birth, which is what we often call "possession". Once the thing she cared about is done, her wish will come true." I clenched my fists, yes, I have heard those stories. When I lived in the dormitory at the university, my classmates from the countryside often liked to bring out some ancient rural diaries to tell, which scared the girls in the same dormitory to scream again and again, thinking it was fun.I never thought that one day something like this would actually happen to me.I didn't expect that I could really live to hell. "But I was not 'possessed' by Xu Nongqin, but 'haunted', so what should I say?" Wuyou was confident: "I also asked the exorcist this question, and he said that it was probably because Xu Nongqin died in the Qingming Festival, so he was particularly powerful. That day was Ghost Festival, and the yin energy was extremely heavy. Such a ghost is called a ghost." "Li Gui" usually opposes people because of too much hatred. In fact, as long as you are not afraid of her, she can't do anything to you, and as a ghost, after all, you can't stay in the world for too long. Generally speaking, as long as you survive Ninety-nine eighty-one days, when her soul is gone, all the visions will naturally disappear. Or, if you can communicate with her peacefully, open her heart knot, vent her anger, and help her fulfill her wish, you can also comfort her Her ghost, let her truly rest in the ground." "Ninety-nine and eighty-one days?" I couldn't believe it, wouldn't it be more than two months?While secretly counting the time, I asked, "But how can I communicate with her?" "Come on, he gave me this talisman and taught me this method. You might as well try it. Now, light a white candle first, then start chanting mantras, speak out what is in your heart, and try to communicate with ghosts... ..." Wuyou spoke in a soft voice, the light reflected on her face, one side was bright, and the other side cast a deep shadow, there was an inexplicably sad beauty.The bridge of her nose is high and straight, with a small protrusion in the middle and upper end. It is said that people with this face are usually stubborn and assertive. I think this point can be fully proved by Wuyou.She has always been so calm, calm, and light-hearted.At this moment, she softly speaks non-human language, connecting the two worlds of Nether and Bright. Looking at her, my heart gradually settled down. After Wuyou left, I lit a white plain candle according to what she said, and began to pray softly according to the spell. That feeling, as if guarding someone's spiritual seat, is indescribably weird.The window had been closed long ago, but suddenly, a gloomy wind blew in, and the flame of the candle trembled violently. I held my breath and stared dumbfounded at the dance of the candle flames. It was a dance of ghosts.Like a snake, it is violent and distorted, as if there is infinite resentment and unwillingness, all turned into a feminine and oppressive dance.The smell of formalin in the room was getting thicker and thicker, so thick that it was suffocating.I suppressed the fear in my heart and said clearly: "Xu Nongqin, I know you are here, if you have any resentment, just say it!" The candle danced a few more times.Then, a miracle appeared——on the opposite snow-white wall, which originally reflected the huge projection of candles, suddenly turned into a strange picture at this moment, just like the shadow puppets in the past in the countryside, with a deep and shallow outline of a person's shadow, The shadow of a woman became clearer and clearer, with a high forehead, messy short hair, and a pointed chin, hanging on the banister of the stairs in a room, that was—Xu Nongqin! Xu Nongqin, here she comes!She finally came out and confronted me face to face.I know that the truth is about to come out, I am not afraid of condemnation, what I am afraid of is only obscurity and entanglement. I stood up, burned the yellow talisman on the flames, and said calmly, "Xu Nongqin, I know you are unwilling to die, but I am innocent, why are you pestering me?" The flames shook again, as if a person was shaking his head.Then a new image appeared on the white wall, it was a man, he was making a cup of drink, and then served it to the previous woman... I was surprised and couldn't help but asked aloud, "Who is that man?" Who is that?The short hair standing upright is like a brush, and the stature is stalwart, like a mountain when he bows slightly... My heart tightens.But, it's impossible, that's impossible! The woman picked up the cup, and I felt the danger instinctively, so I blurted out: "Don't drink!" But Xu Nongqin in the shadow couldn't hear my shout, she took the glass and drank the glass of water.Then she stood up and wanted to approach the man, but her figure suddenly shook, she had to hold on to the table, and then sat down on the chair, as if she had lost all her strength.The man stood up, a rope was added to his hand at some point, and he tied the rope to the handrail of the stairs in front of the woman... "No!" I exclaimed, my heart almost stopped beating in pain.I know, this is my fear on her behalf. At this moment, I deeply understood Xu Nongqin's sadness and anger.too cruel!Forcing a person to soberly witness the coming of the god of death, and hear the footsteps of the god of death getting closer but unable to resist, this is a brutal murder that destroys humanity. Yes, murder!Someone is going to kill her!who is it?Why? I was angry, but there was nothing I could do. I just stood there blankly, watching the man tie the noose calmly, then picked up the woman and put her head in the rope. The woman shook her head weakly, but she had no strength. Seeing her doom approaching, she wanted to shout, but the rope was already tied around her neck, and she couldn't make a sound... The candle flame was shaking violently, venting extreme anger, and the smell of formalin poured in like a tide.I instinctively covered my neck with my hands, as if I really felt the constriction and suffocation. No!No!No!I couldn't help shouting: "So you were killed! You didn't commit suicide, it was murder!" At this moment, the candle "popped" out, and the image on the white wall stopped abruptly.And I fell to the ground, stunned by this amazing new discovery!