Chapter 3 Chapter 2 Five homes 409

Although it is said that my eyesight tended to decline after entering university, but generally speaking, there was no time when it was lower.I can be sure that the black shadow is definitely not the reflection of the shadow of the door, nor is it a phantom I saw when I was in a daze.It was truly a black shadow in human form, it stayed for about two seconds and then disappeared. Since I was a child, I have climbed trees and hunted birds, and climbed over walls to steal peaches.Until now, my parents, neighbors, and neighbors still talk about my glorious deeds, and add a sentence after the gossip: "I really don't know how this girl grew up without missing arms or legs, and she even passed the exam. prestigious school."

Although I am not only fierce but also very materialistic, I still felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in my heart the moment I saw the black shadow.I can't describe exactly how thrilling those two seconds were in words, as if I was suddenly out of this world and floating in a dark, void world.This feeling disappeared after the shadow disappeared. Li Dazui and Wei Datou mobilized Zhou Qian to eat hot pot, and had a good talk at the dinner table by the way.Zhou Qian's eyes fell on me.When I saw the black shadow, Zhou Qian must have seen or realized something.He rushed up with a stride, pulled me behind him, and looked nervously at the white wall behind the door.

Li Dazui and Wei Datou looked at each other, and after a while Li Dazui cautiously asked: "Zhou Qian...what's wrong?" Zhou Qian's eyes flickered, his breathing fluctuated, and he turned to me and asked, "Junior Sister, did you see anything?" I thought about it for a moment, and since the situation was confusing enough, I decided to lie: "No, I didn't see anything." Zhou Qian seemed to relax a little, heaved a sigh of relief, and then pushed us out the door: "You guys go. Don't come if you have nothing to do, I'm very busy." He spoke decisively and without mercy.When his fingers touched my hand, it was obvious that his fingertips were cold, as if he was not popular.

At that time, I didn't expect that this was the last time I saw Zhou Qian in S University. I clearly remember that it was on a drizzling Tuesday when I learned the news that Zhou Qian had gone crazy. On the first day, a foreign political dignitary visited S University, and there were many plain clothes on the campus quietly.In the evening there was another important speech, but Li Dazui actually got three tickets and brought Wei Datou and me into the venue. Li Dazui is indeed a talent when it comes to treating guests to dinner, getting tickets, and building relationships.He entered the Department of Archeology and was a poor talent. This person should be an elite in the Department of Politics.

On the way back to the dormitory after the show at night, the three of us couldn't help talking about Zhou Qian, the deserted tomb, the owner of the tomb in black, and the ancient Moshan Kingdom.These clues seem to be some intermittent and sporadic plots in a big drama, which makes people unable to stop.After discussion, we decided that Li Dazui should come forward again, invite Zhou Qian to have a hot pot meal, and explain everything he knows thoroughly. In the first class the next morning, as soon as I entered the classroom, I heard the students discussing with such enthusiasm that no one even noticed Mrs. Fang when she staggered in with a book in her arms.

Everyone was talking about the same thing: Zhou Qian was crazy. According to the students who had the source of information, Zhou Qian was curled up in a corner of the room when he was discovered by the dormitory administrator.At that time, he had heavy makeup on his face and bright red lipstick on his mouth, and his face was smeared like a white-faced ghost.The most shocking and frightening thing was that the wall of Room 409 where Zhou Qian was staying was spattered with blood. For a while, the news of Zhou Qian's madness became a more sensational campus topic than Xiaogu's suicide.Our Department of Archeology once again became the cusp of public opinion, and countless people came to us for gossip.At that time, the Internet was not yet popular, and people's gossip curiosity could only be satisfied by the method of oral history.

Although the police had confirmed that the blood on the wall in Room 409 was not human blood, they still seriously questioned the relevant personnel.Many students including me, Datou and Dazui were invited into the meeting room to drink tea, and they still remember the taste of the 10 yuan per catty tea leaves.The archeology department is really poor. The two master brothers and I seem to have formed a tacit understanding, and neither of them mentioned the deserted tomb and the female ghost. One is that it is illegal to excavate a deserted tomb without authorization, and no one dares to talk about it at the risk of losing their studies.The second is that Zhou Qian was already a little distracted. From the large number of notes seized by the police, it can be seen that his spiritual world has long been deviated.In particular, there are three thick notebooks about "possession", two of which were completed in the past two months.In our opinion, the talk about female ghosts is too absurd, and it is just self-defeating to say it.

The last and most important point is that we are all good young people who are studying and working hard to make progress.No one wants to speak out about these illusory things that cannot be verified, lest they themselves be branded as "mentally ill". Zhou Qian was sent to the brain hospital. There was no one in his family to handle the matter.I heard that his mother has passed away and his father's whereabouts are unknown, probably the type who abandoned his wife and children.He has been living with his uncle, and has been self-reliant since he was admitted to university, and has no connection with his family.

Because of the two major incidents of Xiaogu and Zhou Qian, the school set up a psychological intervention workstation, and specially designated students majoring in archaeology to do psychological counseling regularly. For a small department with less than 200 teachers and students to receive such attention from the school, the students who didn't know the truth felt quite flattered. In fact, I was as clear as a mirror in my heart. If the principal had superpowers, the first thing he would do would be to destroy the damned archeology department. A few months later, the incident finally gradually calmed down, and the name Zhou Qian was gradually forgotten by people.The news blocked by the police was finally unfrozen, and information about Zhou Qian's incident slowly flowed out.

The blood on the wall of room 409 is indeed not human blood.After forensic examination, it was animal blood. To be precise, it's dog blood. I don't know when it started, but rumors about Wushe 409 being haunted spread like wildfire. The school had its walls repainted.Room 409 is closed. Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.I have already changed from a young freshman back then to an old fritter in S Dali, sitting triumphantly in front of the temporary tables and chairs at the school gate, handing out dormitory keys to the freshmen who reported with a sense of superiority.

Every university has its own unique tradition of welcoming freshmen, such as the toss of the Yankees, in short, it is to tease the freshmen and kill their spirit. At the great and amazing S University, our welcome tradition is closely integrated with local culture.After the regular department welcome symposium, the old students must lead the new students to introduce the school's traditions, cultural heritage, local customs and so on. Especially in colleges like ours that have experienced freshmen, catastrophes and rebirths in a hundred years, there are so many gossip materials, which greatly increases the probability of those old students who are full of words to find MM. In the past, the TOP10 welcome topics were naturally Xiaohongmen, Astronomy Building, X Corner Building, L Memorial Hall and so on.But this year there is no doubt that the legend of Wushe 409 topped the list.A large number of old students with green freshmen gathered under Wushe, and they introduced various versions of haunted house 409 in Mandarin with local dialect flavors.If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that the one who is the most active, passionate, and attracts the most MM's attention is none other than Li Dazui. Wei Datou has already started to prepare for a Ph.D., and I am also considering the issue of graduate school.Li Dazui still lingers in the flowers, planting widely and harvesting little.Although he also intends to pursue a Ph.D., but in his words, a wife and a Ph.D. should be grasped with both hands, and both hands must be hard. The in full swing of the orientation will soon be over.This semester seems to be going especially fast.I also only had meals with the two great gods a few times, and participated in three small academic seminars.I haven't felt it yet, so I'm on winter vacation. Wei Datou and Li Dazui and I didn't go home during the winter vacation.This is the first time in my life that I have not celebrated the New Year with my parents. Wei Datou and Li Dazui have already decided to pursue a Ph. D., and each has a piece of cloth wrapped around their head, with a big word "Dou" written on it, and they are doing their master's thesis in the dormitory.And I have to choose between going abroad and staying in school for postgraduate study. On the one hand, there are unknown opportunities, and on the other hand, the familiar environment and friends. It is difficult to choose.I suddenly understood Zhou Qian's mood of fortune-telling with turtle shells. Mostly, during that time I became obsessed with early Neolithic pottery.From the sandy pottery in Yujiagou in Yangyuan, Hebei, to the sandy brown pottery in Huairou Zhuannian site, to the plain pottery and Jomon pottery in Wannian Xianren Cave and Diaotonghuan in Jiangxi Province, I was intoxicated by them, copying, comparing, and Classified, every night is as happy as drunk, dreaming and dying, which is wonderful.My mother heard that I was not even willing to go home for the New Year because of a few pieces of broken pottery, and went to Hainan with my father in a rage.I am happy to spend the new year easily, without having to pay New Year greetings to my seven aunts and eight aunts, and I don’t need to eat some suspicious food and get some embarrassing red envelopes. There are quite a few people in the school who don't go home. In addition to me and the two masters, there are two freshmen in our archeology department, both of whom are girls.One is Wang Jia and the other is Xue Qingqing.By the way, Xue Qingqing is really a wonderful person with red lips and white teeth. Although this kind of beauty can only be used as a background wall in the outer courtyard, it is stunning in our archeology department. The five of us had New Year's Eve dinner at Lao Fan's house.Lao Fan deliberately took me into his sect, and he already regarded me as his apprentice in his speech and demeanor.Lao Fan has always been a polished commander, and his cooking is as rigorous as academic cooking, which is quite delicious.After a few rounds of drinks, we headed home with a lot of fun. Walking on the road on the campus, it was dark. S is very good at living.During the winter vacation, the lights must be turned off at 11 o'clock at night, and only a few big lights at the gate are left to support the facade, illuminating the words that Mao Zedong wrote for us. Li Dazui has been flattering and flattering Xue Qingqing to such an extent that even I can't stand his shamelessness.Probably because of the drunkenness and he was reluctant to let Xue Qingqing go, Li Dazui suggested that a few of us go to the dormitory to play cards and watch the New Year. I was thinking about those broken pieces of pottery—I made photocopies of dozens of pictures before the library closed, and I counted on this to get by during the Chinese New Year.But I didn't expect everyone to respond to the card game plan.I figured that besides Li Dazui thinking about Xue Qingqing, Wei Datou might also be thinking about Wang Jia. Wang Jia's appearance is basically the female version of Chi You.The boys in our archeology department are really easygoing and have ordinary ambitions. At this time, Xue Qingqing suddenly said: "Senior brother and sister, I heard that Wushe 409 is very magical, how about we go to that room to play cards?" Wei Datou hesitated for a moment, and said, "This...is not suitable..." Wang Jiaren is very lively and good-natured, and echoed: "Go, let's go, let's treat it as a card game adventure. Our dormitory is very curious about 409. Let's go on an adventure tonight. When school starts, Qingqing and I have to keep up with him." They show off and show off." Li Dazui coughed lightly: "Old Wei, I think it will work." Yes.Wang Jia's face is a talisman, gods come to block gods, ghosts come to kill ghosts.Li Dazui, you are really desperate to find a girl. I quickly expressed my opinion: "I heard that there are no students staying in Wushe, and the doors of the dormitory are locked. Auntie is going home for the New Year." Li Dazui smiled slightly: "Liang Ke, do you know who the most powerful lockpicker in China is? No, no, no, not a magician, not a locksmith, but the director of the Bureau of Cultural Relics. Brother Wei, although he is now Not the director of cultural relics, but this skill is still there." Indeed, Wei Datou once uttered the truth after drinking, and his dream is to be the director of the cultural relics bureau-assistant. Seeing that I was still hesitating, Li Dazui said again: "Liang Ke, my classmate at P University recently mailed me some information, but I didn't care. It seems to be...the excavation records of the first phase of Dalongtan in Liuzhou, Guangxi, and There are a lot of pottery materials." He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, with a smirk on his face. I tightened my stomach and clenched my fists: "Then what are you waiting for, you bastard, go straight to Wushe!" Wei Datou used a piece of iron wire to unlock Wushe's door in a few seconds. The whole building was dark and silent.The journey of these four floors seems extremely long. We brought expedition equipment, flashlights, snacks, mineral water, candles, lighters, and two decks of brand new playing cards. The faint light of the flashlight in the boundless darkness is like a small boat in a stormy sea.The sporadic sound of firecrackers in the distance is like two worlds with us.Wei Datou walked in front holding Wang Jia's hand, and behind me was Li Dazui holding Xue Qingqing's hand. Terror is the best catalyst for intimacy, and I've learned this axiom in practice. Turned one floor after another, and finally reached the fourth floor.Wei Datou opened the door of 409 in the same way.Everything in the house is still the same, but things are different.Not as scary as I imagined, a little kind and sad.I don't know if Zhou Qian is well at the moment, can he eat the dumplings for the New Year's Eve dinner? Li Dazui and Wei Datou put together Xiaogu's and Y's tables together, lit candles in the middle, filled them with snacks, and built a temporary card arena. Wang Jia didn't know how to play cards, so she sat next to Wei Datou and watched the four of us yelling and starting to play cards. It seems that because it is too quiet, we have to make lively sounds to dispel our inner anxiety.On the contrary, Xue Qingqing and Wang Jia are more calm, probably young and passionate, they don't know that behind the light is darkness. I partnered with Wei Datou, Li Dazui and Xue Qingqing.In all fairness, Xue Qingqing played his cards well.But how would she know who her opponent is?Those were the archaeological golden partners who had killed the Philosophy Department—Liang Ke and Wei Datou. I think Xue Qingqing will definitely regret playing cards with us at 409 that night in his lifetime.Similarly, I dare to bet 10 yuan that Li Dazui's degree of regret must far exceed that of Xue Qingqing. The ferocity and fierceness of fate are not often revealed.But as long as a moment, enough for us to digest a lifetime. I don't know if Li Dazui and Wei Datou have seen the woman in black besides Zhou Qian and me.Moreover, time has passed, and after more than a year, I'm still not completely sure whether what I saw was the woman in black, and I even wondered if I was an eye illusion caused by psychological hints. When I was playing cards in 409, I kept looking around from time to time, trying to see if there were suspicious shadows haunting beyond the halo of the candles. Wang Jia said: "Senior sister, what are you looking at? It makes me feel creepy." Li Da did not change his face and spread rumors: "She is used to peeking at other people's cards when playing cards, otherwise how would she win?" Everyone chatted about some gossips, some of which were flirting and cursing between the two masters and the new MM.In addition to this is the professional discussion of archaeology that makes others sound boring.We led two lost lambs who strayed into the quagmire of archaeology, and insisted on making the boring archaeological career the most interesting profession in the world. The Department of Archeology should give us bonuses.How can there be students who love our majors so much and tout the strength of our department? Just when Wei Datou was getting better and began to talk eloquently about his archaeological experience in a certain place in Sichuan, Xue Qingqing suddenly interjected: "Who opened the window, it's cold to wear cold wind." Wei Datou laughed: "No one opened the window, you must be wearing less clothes. You girls have always wanted demeanor and not warmth." Probably he felt that he was very humorous and stylish, so he laughed to himself for a while, and seeing that our faces were a little blue, he stopped laughing and asked, "What's the matter?" Xue Qingqing said with a trembling voice: "Just now, just now, it was obvious that there was a cold wind behind me. It seems... It seems that someone is standing behind me." Li Dazui was rarely calm, and said calmly: "This is a typical illusion caused by psychological suggestion. From a psychological point of view, self-suggestion and hypnosis have the same effect. It can override non-existent scenes or feelings before the brain accepts them. over the true feelings of the At this moment, we all screamed. For, the candle, for no reason, went out. Li Dazui no longer cared about his image, hugged my arm, trembling all over, and said, "Old Wei, flashlight, turn on the flashlight." On my right was Xue Qingqing. In the dark, she held me with a frightened and cold hand, and I shook her lightly as a sign of comfort. It's not that I'm more courageous, but as a senior sister, I feel that I have an obligation to be calmer than her. Old Wei frantically looked for the flashlight, and finally pressed the switch.In an instant, the light of the flashlight became particularly dazzling, finally breaking the dead darkness of the room, and the hand holding my right hand also left immediately. Under the light of the flashlight, I could clearly see that Wei Datou was looking for a lighter to light a candle by the light.Li Dazui hugged my left arm tremblingly. And Xue Qingqing was hugging Wang Jia tightly, with innocent eyes and deep fear.Judging from their stature, Xue Qingqing and Wang Jia are at least one meter away from me, separated by a table.It was impossible for any of them or Old Wei to hold my right hand just now. A chill ran down my spine and extended to my legs. The candle was lit again, and Li Dazui came back to life.He patted the skirt of his clothes, and returned to the image of the nonchalant, suave, and omniscient senior brother. "Generally speaking, the extinguishing of candles indoors is due to insufficient oxygen. This situation is especially common in newly opened tombs. As an archaeologist, Lao Wei and I have encountered many similar situations in many practices. But no matter from a professional point of view or from the calmness of a man, I can only sneer at the panic caused by this situation. There is nothing in the world that cannot be explained by science, and all fears come from ignorance and superstition." The words were so angry that the two freshmen MMs let go of their arms and clapped involuntarily. "Brother, we really admire you." Wei Datou touched his head, and smiled embarrassedly.I saw a smug look exchanged between him and Li Dazui, full of the hormonal aura of male courtship. I didn't mention the strange experience I had with my right hand just now.To be honest, I am not afraid of the so-called female ghost in black.When I was young, my companions and I used to make a ghost-hunting tool. It was a large dustpan hanging on the kitchen ceiling, pulled by a hemp rope, and could suddenly fall from the air and cover people’s heads. We talked excitedly about how to transport and sell the ghost after we caught it, and how to use this huge sum of money to buy a game console. Of course, our dustpan didn’t catch ghosts, it caught a creature scarier than ghosts—my mother. I was beaten up by my mother.My companion did not escape the fate of being beaten, of course he was lynched after being brought home by his father.This companion was later admitted to J University majoring in industry and trade, and now has a family in the United States. I had been paying most of my attention to what was going on in the room while they decided to continue playing.This concentration of attention made me feel more and more uncomfortable, but I couldn't explain why. I'm not a much ado about nothing.But there's something in this room that really bothers me. At this moment, Wang Jia suddenly said: "It's strange, when we came in, the wardrobe behind the door was obviously closed. Why is there a seam exposed now?" The room, which had already returned to calm, became tense again because of Wang Jia's words.This year has been really exciting. Li Dazui stood up, with a chic demeanor, walked towards the closet and said, "Woman, your name is Suspicious! I don't deny that there are many things in this world that we cannot explain, but in the eyes of a mature man, a woman is a must." The object of protection. Now, with a rigorous attitude and scientific explanation, I will show you this disturbing wardrobe." After that, he reached out to pull the closet door. Li Dazui is indeed a born diplomat.After his BALABALA, no one is interested in looking at that wardrobe anymore.Wei Datou reached out to take the cards and reshuffle them, while Wang Jia and Xue Qingqing opened two packs of snacks, chatting and stuffing potato chips into their mouths. At this moment, I saw Li Dazui fell to the ground in an instant as if he had been punched hard, and then subconsciously slid his hands on the ground desperately, making himself roll and crawl back. Li Dazui's abnormal behavior caught the attention of all of us, and everyone looked at him in unison.He looked into the closet with a dead face, stiff as if possessed. We all looked at the closet again. In the half-lit light of the candle, a figure hanging in the closet was reflected. In my understanding, no matter before or after Newton was hit by an apple on the head, all living things on earth cannot escape the effect of gravity.So when I saw that dim figure hanging in the air, my first reaction was: I finally met a ghost today. But soon, I found that things were not as simple as meeting ghosts.This figure stood still there, and was relatively burly, definitely not the appearance of a female ghost. While Wang Jia and Xue Qingqing screamed and retreated, Wei Datou and I went upstream and walked slowly to the front of the closet. What caught my eye in front of me was the dead man of Y. His tongue is swollen and sticks out slightly, and around his neck is a plastic rope commonly used in luggage.It was the rope tied between his neck and the wardrobe rail that killed him. I vaguely remember the scene when Man Y moved away from 409, remember the interesting story that Man Y recorded the frog swimming, and also remember his meticulous scientific and rational spirit and the three sorting trash cans in their dormitory. The man Y in front of him was no longer the high-spirited math student who was studying for a Ph.D., but a lifeless corpse with blood spots all over his pupils.Judging from the stiffness of his body, he had been dead for at least 24 hours. People who have lived in the old dormitory of S should know that there are several dormitories designed with a recessed hole behind the door, which is turned into a wardrobe after wooden inlays.Generally, the height of the wardrobe is straight to the ceiling, but there are compartments in the middle.The uppermost compartment is for large suitcases. There is a clothes rail under the partition, and the height is about 1.5 meters from the next compartment.There is also a partition with a height of 30 cm at the bottom of the wardrobe, which is used to store sundries such as shoes. Right now, the bottom partition of the closet has been removed, leaving the body of Y man hanging on the clothes rail by just 5 centimeters. I have always felt that in my memory, the most uncomfortable thing is not the moment when I was frightened, nor was it the shock and confusion when I found the corpse, but the expression on the corpse of Y man before he died. I will never forget that look. So terrified, so trembling, so sad.