Chapter 13 Chapter 9: The Spirit Summoning Game (Part 2)

"I am silent at night, Die Xian, hehe, come out and let us have a look!" The wind suddenly blew more violently, and there was a piercing chill, rising from the bottom of my heart without warning... What is a ghost?Ask Die Xian to invite, is it a fairy or a ghost?I am afraid that these questions will never have answers. I remember hearing an old man say that ghosts are the souls of people who have died and have not had time to be judged by Hades. Most of the ghosts do not harm people. Only those who have been wronged and wronged in the previous life and can't bear it will look for opportunities to take revenge, but they will also be punished by the king of Hades afterwards, and they will never be able to reincarnate into a human womb.

It is said that God has the virtue of loving life, and there are not many ghosts who dare to take the punishment of Hades. The old man also told me that if a person is walking alone in the wilderness, once he encounters a ghost, he must not be afraid. After all, because he is a different species, it is reasonable to have a little anti-ghost. This unusual Die Xian game was also taught to me by the old man. He said that with this method, the success rate is almost 90%, and what I invite is 100% what I hope to invite. That old man is my grandfather, Ye Yunxun, who often takes me away from the hustle and bustle of the city and goes to the suburbs to watch the stars.

He also told me that if I counted all the stars in the sky, I would never have troubles in my life.When I grew up, I realized that he was lying to myself. It is impossible to count the stars in the sky clearly. Does that mean that it is impossible to get rid of troubles in life?Modern people always think that those who seriously count the stars are either astronomers or fools. I am afraid that only fools will not be bound by the world... Far away. I remember that after my grandfather told me this method, he suddenly asked me: "Xiao Ye, do you know what is "Dictionary of Hell"?"

Six-year-old me shook my little head. Grandpa laughed loudly, "My dear grandson, the Die Xian method I taught you was derived from the "Dictionary of Hell". Xiao Ye, please remember that unless you have to, don't play this game! " Is now the time of last resort?In the gloomy mass grave, the candles emitted a faint light. There was wind all around, and the flames trembled slightly, making the atmosphere more and more strange.But in the enchantment formed by the red rope, I was smiling wryly. What are the consequences of playing this game?Grandpa's words have gone through thirteen years and come to mind.He is the person I admire the most, he is knowledgeable, and it seems that nothing can trouble him.However, he disappeared in the end. He has been missing for twelve years, and his life and death are still unknown.

I shook my head vigorously, trying to get rid of the chaotic thoughts in my head. It's strange, what's wrong with me, the game hasn't officially started, but I'm already thinking wildly, it's really not like me! Trying not to hesitate, I stared absently at the flickering candles at the exit, indicating that they could continue. Zhou Lei and Zhou Chaofan nodded.Perhaps because of the light, their fingers on the plate were trembling slightly. "I'm Zhou Lei." "I'm Zhou Chaofan." "Die Xian, Die Xian, please come out. Die Xian, Die Xian, come out!"

They begged earnestly for about three and a half minutes, and the plate showed no sign of moving.I nodded at Xu Xi, this gentle and curious girl hesitated for a moment, then put her finger on the plate. "I'm Xu Xi, Die Xian, please come out. Die Xian, come out quickly!" The game continued, but the disc still didn't move at all. "It's better to play and tell ghost stories at the same time." I said. Although I made a suggestion, I suggested it firmly, and there was no room for them to refuse, "Just start with me. The name of this story is called, and I saw it from the Internet by chance. The author's name has long been unverifiable.

"The story happened in a certain city three years ago, and the protagonist is a 22-year-old girl named Xiaoxue... "Xiaoxue bought a new mobile phone, so she is in a very good mood recently. She often puts the mobile phone on the table in the window of the office as if showing off. Under the sun, the metal surface is shining, which is really cute. "Today is when the gate of hell opens in July, and at noon she received many text messages of blessings. "Xiaoxue secretly put her mobile phone under the desk. When she looked up, she found that the manager was not there. She read it with relish, and answered a piece from time to time. After all the hard work, she reluctantly put the mobile phone in the window as usual. On the table, start sorting out customer information.

"Suddenly, the phone rang again, but the sound was a bit abnormal, as if the horn was held down by an invisible hand, it was gloomy and depressing. "Xiaoxue shook her head helplessly, and picked up her phone to check. It was a text message with only numbers on it: 'Ten o'clock in the evening the day after tomorrow'. "'What a mess!' A colleague came over behind him, and exaggeratedly covered his head and shouted: 'This sentence doesn't seem to be a blessing, is it because I am old and can't keep up with the times?' "'How can there be? You are an example at the forefront of the times, how can you be behind! Maybe some boring people are making fun of me. Besides, I don't know this number at all.' Xiaoxue smiled, and deleted the text message indifferently, Continue to organize her information.

"At noon the next day, she received another message, the content of which was actually somewhat related to the last one. "'Ten o'clock tomorrow night'. "Xiaoxue started to get a little impatient. She dialed back according to that number, wanting to see who the boring person who harassed her for two consecutive days was. But the other party's number was actually empty! "It's strange! How did the text message get sent to her mobile phone? Could it be a thread change? For some reason, she felt uneasy in her heart, always feeling that something would happen.

"On the third day, at the same time, the phone rang again with a hoarse and deep voice, and the text message came. Xiaoxue picked it up irritably and looked at it, and suddenly a chill ran up her spine. "There were only four words on the newsletter: 'Ten o'clock tonight'. "She shivered and dialed the number without giving up, but it was still empty. The familiar mechanical voice came from the phone, but it was chilling and weird. "Who is playing with me? Is this really just a prank? I hope so! "Xiaoxue stared at the text message in a daze, and finally decided to go home early after get off work today and never hang out outside. At this time, the manager of the department put a large stack of files on her desk.

"'Xiaoxue, the client called to inform that the negotiation time has been changed to tomorrow morning, so the copywriting you are in charge of must be done tonight. Poor, it seems that you have to work overtime.' The manager's voice was slightly mocking. "Xiaoxue became anxious, 'But before ten o'clock tonight, I must go home!' "'What? Do you really believe in that messy newsletter?' The manager snorted, 'What era is it now, and you are still superstitious. No matter, this project is very important to the boss. If you The planning department did not do well, and it was messed up, so I handed in the resignation letter myself. One last question, do you want to do it? Or do you want to go home and send your text message?' "'I'll do it!' Xiaoxue lowered her head in frustration, she had no choice but to find a job is really hard in the current world. "Didn't the newsletter say, ten o'clock tonight? I should try my best to finish the work before then, so there should be still time! "Time passed by quickly. After seven o'clock, the company employees in the office building all left work one after another, and the building was unusually quiet. Xiaoxue ordered a bento, ate a few bites in a hurry, and then continued to devote herself to work middle. "At 8:30, everyone left, and she was the only one left, ecstatically fighting in front of the computer. "I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, the phone rang. It was that gloomy and depressing voice, it was a text message! "She was so frightened that her hairs stood on end. She turned her head slowly and looked at the clock behind her. Fortunately, it wasn't ten o'clock, it was only nine o'clock. "Not afraid! Not afraid! She breathed a sigh of relief, stroked her beating heart with her hands, and then picked up her phone. "'One more hour'. "It turned out to be that strange number again, and that inexplicable content of the text message! My God! Who did I offend, and I have to worry about it all day long, and have trouble sleeping and eating. "Xiaoxue couldn't help but began to recall everyone around her, but she still didn't have any clues. For me who is harmless to humans and animals, there shouldn't be any enemies. "Forget it, job is important, but life is more important. No matter how much money you earn, you have to have life to spend it. It's better to leave early! "Xiaoxue glanced at the empty office and shivered. Unexpectedly, here at night, it was so terrifying that it was a bit unacceptable. "She turned off her phone, stuffed the copy into her purse, and left in a hurry. "After walking out of that hellish mansion, she felt a little better. She lit a cigarette casually, took a deep breath of cool air, and then leisurely crossed a road that must be passed home. "At this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and the originally pleasant ringtone turned into the whining and howling of countless ghosts. "God! Didn't I turn off the phone? Where did this sound come from? Xiaoxue was stunned for a moment, stopped, flipped through her handbag, and was about to take out that damned phone... "There was a sharp brake sound across the night sky, and the metal phone made a circle in the air and landed in a pool of blood. "The speeding truck crushed Xiaoxue's skull and died on the spot. Her time was always stuck at ten o'clock in the evening." Just three and a half minutes had passed since the story was told. I signaled Zhang Yingxue to join the game.The scheming long-haired girl frowned, and reluctantly pressed her index finger on the plate. "My name is Zhang Yingxue. Die Xian, Die Xian, please come out! Die Xian, Die Xian, come out!" The old plates on the old newspapers are still like a rock, motionless. "You can also tell me a scary story." I looked at Xu Hui. The guy stared at me fiercely, seeing that I didn't care, he snorted in compromise after a long time, "I've heard a story called "Toilet" before, it's very old, and I don't know when it started to be passed down .” On the floor of the building where Zhang Qin works, besides her company, there are offices of several other companies, all of which are small departments.Like many office buildings, there is only one toilet on the ground floor, and it is at the end of the corridor, which is inconvenient. There are only two ways to go to the toilet. The toilet is well-arranged. There is a sink next to the door, and there is a mirror at the door. In the mirror, you can almost see the layout of the entire toilet. The company's usual work is very busy. When Zhang Qin goes to the toilet, she almost always has to run.Today was the same as usual, she rushed to the toilet in a hurry, and when she was washing her hands, she found in the mirror that there was a door that was ajar. Zhang Qin glanced in that direction curiously, and it seemed that there was already a person in a black cotton coat inside. The woman was very old and I didn't recognize her. She might be from another floor or a new employee.She didn't pay much attention to it, she chose a seat next to it and walked in to solve one of the three urgent matters in life. When she came out, there was already a long-haired girl standing in front of the sink. Her movements were very slow, pouring the hand sanitizer slowly, and rubbing her hands slowly, so slow that it made people feel itchy. Zhang Qin is still familiar with this girl's appearance.It seems to be an employee of the company next door. She has met many times near the corridor. Although she has never said hello, she is considered a half acquaintance. The girl washed her hands, backed away strangely, until she reached the half-open door, turned around suddenly, opened the door, and was about to go inside. She couldn't help reminding kindly: "There is someone in that cell..." The words stopped abruptly.I saw that it was empty inside, and there was no one there. It's strange, just now I clearly saw someone squatting inside, could it be that I was dazzled? . Due to the heavy workload, Zhang Qin walked out quickly without thinking too much. After a while, this matter gradually faded away. Then, another busy day, she sprinted to the toilet as usual. Zhang Qin saw the woman who was squatting in the toilet that day. She was about fifty years old. She was wearing a black padded coat, her face was sallow, and her entire face was swollen, as if she had been severely beaten. Zhang Qin saw in the mirror that she was still squatting in the grid next to the window, her posture was exactly the same, and she seemed to have never moved.Seeing that he was peeking, he actually showed a strange expression and grinned. Zhang Qin screamed and rushed out without washing her hands in fright.At the door, I bumped into the girl next door. "What's wrong with you? You look so pale, what happened?" She asked Zhang Qin with concern. "There are, there are... there are ghosts inside!" Zhang Qin panted heavily, pointing in the direction of the toilet stammeringly. "Really? Could it be that you read it wrong!" The girl also trembled in fright, her beautiful eyes blinked, revealing a curious expression. "Don't go to the one next to the window." Zhang Qin said nervously: "I've seen it twice in a row, it's so scary!" In the next few days, she nags to everyone tirelessly, and dare not go to the bathroom on this floor again.Every time I was in a hurry, I made a big circle and rushed downstairs.However, even with such precautions, she still saw the woman for the third time! This time it was not in the toilet, but unfortunately, they met in the corridor. She stumbled through the crowd, but no one noticed her.Suddenly, a chill ran up her spine, and she no longer cared about her ladylike image. Zhang Qin yelled and rushed into the manager's office. "What's going on?" The manager glanced at her. "There's a ghost! Here, in the corridor!" She stammered and pointed outside. "Where are ghosts in this world?" The manager frowned, "Come on, let's go outside and have a look." "I dare not!" She shrank pitifully on the sofa. "If you don't look, how do I know if what you see is a real ghost?" The manager grabbed her hand and forced her to go outside. Zhang Qin covered her eyes, trembling through her fingers, looking towards the corridor. Among the bustling busy employees, the woman was still standing there.So blatant?Could it be that he knew that only he could see her?When the woman saw Zhang Qin, she grinned and smiled again, showing her pitch-black teeth, which was really scary. "Manager, it's her... I don't know if you can see it, but she is smiling at me. It's scary!" Zhang Qin pointed to the old woman in black cotton coat. The manager, who was already affected by her horror and despair, also became nervous, but looking in the direction of her finger, he laughed, laughed so much that he bent over. "The ghost you're talking about is her?" said the manager. "Yes, it's her! Could it be that you can see it?" Zhang Qin was so happy that she almost burst into tears. Fortunately, she was not so unlucky that only she could see it. At least there was one other person who could feel sorry for her. Congratulations, Coca-Cola! "Of course I can see it!" The manager tapped her on the head angrily and amusedly, "This is the cleaner on our floor who was hired only last month! Recently, the building requires cleaning not only at night, but also in the morning." Sweeping the aisle, so you haven't seen her before. Let me just say, what the hell in the world. I think you are crazy! Stop judging people by their appearance, it's too vulgar!" God!It turned out to be a false alarm. Zhang Qin was so angry that she had to run a few more floors every day!But fortunately, I can finally go to the toilet with confidence. In order to relieve her hatred, Zhang Qin immediately ran to the bathroom.Just after entering, I met the girl next door again. She smiled at her, washed her hands at a very slow speed, and then prepared to go out. The door of the toilet was facing the mirror. When I came out, I straightened my clothes and suddenly remembered that funny misunderstanding.Zhang Qin felt that she should explain it to her, so that the girl would not be as worried and frightened as she was, and would not feel comfortable going to the bathroom, so she turned around and called her. The voice was brewing in her throat, but she couldn't say anything.His body froze in place stiffly, the bone marrow-piercing cold froze his whole body. I saw only her figure in the huge mirror.And she turned her head to look at Zhang Qin, although she was so close that she could touch it with her hand, but there was nothing in the mirror. It turns out that this girl, she, she is the real ghost... "I'm done." Xu Hui took a breath, and it took another three and a half minutes.Without waiting for me to signal, he took the initiative to press his finger on the plate. "I'm Xu Hui. Die Xian, please come out. Die Xian, come out quickly." His voice was very loud, as if he was competing with someone. The wind was stronger, and the already dim light of the candles flickered as if they would soon be extinguished. However, it has only been fourteen minutes, and the brand new candle has already burned halfway. I have never seen such a phenomenon. I am afraid that the wind has accelerated the consumption of the candle. I looked at the exit compass, and the pointer was as still as a plate in an old newspaper.It seems that, like the legend, it is true that only the last person joins in, and the things you want to invite can be invited. However, what does it matter if you are invited or not?I have always been skeptical about this method, even though it was told to me by my most admired grandfather. What's more, my purpose is not to summon the spirit itself. "Let me tell the last story." I looked up at the gloomy, oppressive sky, and said, "The name of this story is "I'm Back". It's a true story, my A friend told me. He is the protagonist of that story, Yang Kang." "Some people say that the greatest sorrow in the world is that before you have time to fall in love with someone, you have gotten used to the existence of that person. It seems that it is only natural for that person to stay by your side. But suddenly one day, the person who was loved by you What will happen if the person you are used to but don't love disappears? "She will be confused and lost, and then she will feel inexplicably that she can no longer tolerate the loss of his existence in her life. She has fallen in love with him deeply in the habit. "Women are such strange creatures. They are more like objects that came to Earth from Mercury. Do you know what water is? Women are as unpredictable as water. Don't try to figure out their nature, because it is meaningless .Women should be in the arms of men, deeply protected and loved." At a friend's wedding, Yang Kang drank a few glasses of wine, stood on the podium in the center of the hall, and confided his deep feelings incoherently. "Actually, men are also very strange creatures. Before getting married, this kind of creature thinks that there are very few women who are suitable for him. After getting married, he realizes that there are so many women who are suitable for him! "However, I know my best friend very well. That guy is definitely a rare first-class citizen in the world. I believe that he will be a very competent husband, husband, child's father, and so on. Ouyang Lu , and this beautiful Miss Zhang Yiru, I wish you happiness forever!" Yang Kang raised the wine glass that he had held in his hand for a long time, drank it in one gulp, and walked off the stage calmly. There was silence in the hall. After a long time, people seemed to wake up, and there was a huge applause from all around. "I didn't expect that your eloquence is so good." Wiping her tears, her girlfriend Qianxue stuck out her small tongue cutely at him. Yang Kang laughed and patted her on the top of her head lovingly. The newlyweds with happy smiles came over with wine glasses, Ouyang Lu didn't say much, just clinked glasses with him, and then drank up the wine. These two friends who had been friends for more than ten years looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing. "You guy, I didn't expect you to look like a dog in a suit." Yang Kang mocked while laughing. Not to be outdone, Ouyang Lu replied, "You may not be much better. How can anyone wear a tuxedo to a wedding?" "Didn't I do this to show that I respect you as a friend?" Yang Kang looked innocent and punched him in the chest, "You're not single now, look at you, you're smiling so cheaply, absolutely You should drink another drink!" "Okay, I drank this glass of fine wine to my heart's content." Ouyang Lv stopped laughing, and blinked at him ambiguously, "It's you, when are you going to follow in my footsteps? Qianxue has followed you for a long time. Years, when will you give her happiness?" "Happiness...?" Yang Kang grinned, looked at his girlfriend Qianxue who was sitting next to him and secretly glanced at him, and suddenly asked, "Qian'er, do you want to know what happiness is?" "As long as it's a woman, I'm afraid everyone wants to know." She blushed and whispered. "You want to know too?" "Ok." "Are you sure you really want to know?" "Ok." "Okay." Yang Kang took out a beautiful red box from his pocket, looked at her without blinking, and said calmly, "Open it, and you will get happiness." Seeming to have a premonition, Qianxue took the box with trembling hands. She gently opened it, and there was a delicate and small diamond ring lying quietly inside.The crystal clear light greeted the eyes as if they were real, making people's eyes sore, so sour that they couldn't help but shed tears. "I'm very useless, I spent all my savings, and I can only buy you a 0.5 carat diamond ring. But I hope, like this 0.5 carat, you will always be half of my life forever. Until death Never change!" Yang Kang took Wang Qianxue's hands, held them tightly in his palms, and asked softly, "Qian'er, are you willing to marry me?" "Yeah." Qianxue wiped away her tears and nodded vigorously.Her throat was choked up, her heart was beating uncontrollably, and she felt so happy that she flew up to the clouds. "Are you really willing? You will never regret it in the future?" "Ok." "Absolutely, absolutely no regrets?" "Well. I am willing, a thousand willing, ten thousand willing, absolutely no regrets!" Qianxue finally struggled to say a word, and tears poured out even harder. Yang Kang smiled again, the first time in his life that he smiled so brightly. It turns out that the so-called "happiness" is not something out of reach.At least at this moment, at this very moment, he truly felt that the thing of "happiness" was beside him, within reach of his hand. His voice trembled, and his underdeveloped lacrimal glands seemed to be ready to move, wanting to cry, so excited that he wanted to scream. Choking, he took a deep breath and announced loudly: "Miss Wang Qianxue, from today onwards, you are my wife, Yang Kang!" The wife is dead!She didn't expect that she would die just after marrying herself! He turned on the gas, swallowed a large handful of sleeping pills, and slashed open the artery in his left wrist, letting the bright red blood soak the bed sheet.Yang Kang forced himself to squeeze out a bitter smile from the corner of his mouth, and then lay down on the bed in a very comfortable way. More than a month ago, his wife died... The woman he loved the most in his life died just like that.Leaving him alone in this world.Not reconciled!Why didn't she take herself with her? On the day of his wife's burial, Yang Kang threw the mobile phone she used during her lifetime in the grave, and then locked himself at home in a daze. He curled up on the bed and did nothing, but kept in a daze, recalling everything about his wife over and over again. Finally one day, he found that he could no longer bear the days without Qian'er.He is afraid of the sun, afraid of the coming of night, afraid of the endless pain and loneliness after losing his lover. Therefore, he would rather choose death. Everything is ready, just close your eyes and it will be completely over!From now on, there is no need to endure the torment that life is worse than death, and no longer need to fear that after night falls, I will recall every bit of my relationship with her. The phone rang, who is so moodless?Forget it, let's take one last call. Yang Kang struggled to pick up the phone with his right hand.From the sound, it should be Ouyang Lu. "Akang, are you okay?" His voice was still so rough and blunt, full of ethnic characteristics. Yang Kang smiled wearily, and said calmly, "I'm fine." "Are you free that night? Come to my house for a drink. Yiru bought a lot of food today, and the two of us can't finish it." "No, I'm going somewhere tonight." "Where are you going?" Ouyang Lu suddenly sensed something and asked uneasily. "A place far away, that place is also very unfamiliar to me." "Akang, you, you kid, aren't you doing something stupid?" The sense of anxiety became stronger, and Ouyang Lu hurriedly yelled: "Everyone is very sorry about sister-in-law, but after all, she has already gone and is gone. It is impossible for her to spend the rest of your life with you, Akang, wake up. Forget about the past, people, you still have to live. No matter how hard life is, you have to live, Instead of the loved one, live with the loved one's share." "I'm sorry, I can't do it, and I can't forget it." Yang Kang's voice was trembling, he sobbed and said in an almost nervous tone: "Xiao Lu, do you know that in fact, people can be together even after they die. As long as the person you like dies in the same place and in the same way on the seventh day of July, then the two people can be together for life and life, and never need to be separated." "You pig, what are you doing?" Ouyang Lu yelled anxiously on the other side of the phone. Yang Kang ignored him and pressed the off button forcefully. The world suddenly became blurred, dizzy, maybe death is not as scary as imagined. He looked towards the living room with difficulty, and he could vaguely see a light green sofa in his sight.On that sofa, how many good memories have there been. Every night, I would hug Qian'er, wrapped in a thin blanket, and sit on the sofa watching TV.It's just that she likes to watch, but she is not very interested in it. Women are really made of water, otherwise, why would there be so many tears?Every time she was moved to tears by the third-rate sensational plot in the third-rate drama, her shoulders would suffer. Not only would she wipe her tears with her clothes, but when she finished wiping, she would blame herself for being a cold-blooded animal with no sympathy at all. Alas, I don't even think about it, men's lacrimal glands are not well developed, what's more, every man will become nervous when he sees a third-rate series, and his brain will automatically switch to sleep mode. Want a man to cry with her inexplicably?I am afraid that few can do it. However, from now on, no one nags himself anymore. She's really gone, she's gone, and no one will think of some inexplicable ghost ideas to lie to herself anymore.No one would think hard enough to take advantage of him for a year, and then give him an unexpected surprise at Christmas. Similarly, no one will covet those small gifts that come with them, and often give him some expensive and impractical things... Qian'er is dead and can no longer accompany her.But it's okay, it's really okay.Yang Kang tried his best to open his eyes wide, his vision became more and more blurred, and his brain became very heavy like a paste. He raised his head, took a deep breath, and murmured: "Qian'er, wait for me, I'll be here soon." Suddenly, the phone rang again, and the sound was so urgent.Yang Kang subconsciously held it in his hand, and the moment he was about to press the answer button, a message was sent out from his brain, which was not working well. Didn't I just turn off the phone's power?How could there be a call coming in? He glanced at the phone screen in bewilderment, and suddenly laughed hysterically.That number was the cell phone she threw in Qian'er's grave.It was she who came back, it was she who came to pick him up. Yang Jianxiang only felt his excited brain, and almost stopped thinking.His throat began to dry up, and he couldn't help calling: "Wife?" "I'm back..." His wife's voice was as cold as the ice of severe winter. "Honey, are you back?" "Well, my husband, I'm back..." Silence, I didn't go on talking. "What about the back?" Xu Xi couldn't help asking. "There is no more. I don't know much about the future." I smiled. That incident did have a long follow-up, and it led to many more weird and inexplicable things. However, this is another story. . Look at the watch, exactly three and a half minutes.I took a deep breath, stretched out my finger, and pressed it on the old plate. "I am silent at night, Die Xian, hehe, come out and let us have a look!" The wind suddenly blew more violently, and there was a piercing chill, rising from the bottom of my heart without warning...