Chapter 2 Chapter 2 The Cheating Man

What am I doing on Laba day? The school is already on holiday, and the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year is getting stronger and stronger as the twelfth lunar month comes.It’s been a while since I received a call from the cemetery. I spent most of my time in the billiard hall every day, except for discussing calligraphy with some friends in the calligraphy circle.Being able to make money by yourself at the age of eighteen, my parents already feel very proud.Therefore, they rarely ask questions about my personal life. There was a girl who used to call me on the page.She is a waiter in a restaurant and she is very beautiful.During the time in the cemetery, in addition to eating on the mountain at noon, the director often drove us down the mountain to eat.The restaurant where the girl was staying was the closest one to the cemetery, just go east across a hillside.The name of the hotel is Shiliju, probably near the Electrician Primary School.There are not many waiters in that small restaurant, and she looks very outstanding among them.I heard her colleagues call her Xiaojing, so I remembered the name.Xiao Jing has the big eyes of a princess in a fairy tale. She seldom speaks at work, but she always smiles.Her angelic smile attracted me so much that I was looking forward to eating at that restaurant.Later, the lecherous storekeeper somehow tricked the girls from the hotel into playing on the mountain.It just so happened that I was writing a stele that day, and my neat official script immediately attracted her.She asked me my paging number in a low voice, and she called me often after that.

Today is Laba, she asked for leave with the unit, and invited me to have Laba porridge.She had asked me out several times before, and I kept saying no.Those of us who were born in the 1970s are relatively conservative about the issue of men and women, afraid of being seen by others and spreading gossip.But this time he spoke sincerely and asked for leave from the work unit. I really couldn't refuse, so I had to make an appointment to meet at the bus stop near my home. I saw her appearing from a distance, and looked up and down carefully, only to realize that she was not tall, that is, about 1.6 meters.This height makes me a little disappointed at 1.78 meters.I didn't know what to say when we met for the first time.It seems that she said to drink Laba porridge at that time, but I said that the porridge is so delicious, it is better to eat meat skewers, and then we walked forward side by side in silence until we reached Dashan meat skewers.I kept an eye on the distance between us and peeked around like a thief.

While eating skewers, I observed the girl.Long eyelashes, big eyes, and a round face are indeed a face that most men can't help being tempted by, but it looks a little immature.During the conversation, I learned that she was only seventeen years old, lived in the village closest to the cemetery, and went out to work after finishing junior high school.I don't know how I feel about her, but I understand that my old age and good handwriting have formed an attraction or obsession for her.We chatted a lot, but the rhythm of the conversation was very slow. Often, no one spoke first for a long time, and we sat like this until the lights came on.Dashan Meat Skewers is located in the middle of the most prosperous city that never sleeps in Jixi City. At this time, the surrounding area is already full of feasting lights.Howls like slaughtering pigs came from those song bars, the bass drums in the hall vibrated rhythmically, causing the ground to relax, and the voices in the string shops became louder and louder. rhetoric.Our few conversations were gradually drowned out in the din of voices.I said loudly to her: "Let's go." She nodded obediently.

She wanted to invite me with the salary she just received this month, but I rejected it in a very manly manner.I have no reason to ask a girl to pay the bill.Outside the door, the night was dim, and it was already past nine o'clock, and a thin layer of snow had already fallen on the ground.I took a taxi and insisted on taking her back.It is a man's responsibility to send a girl home after a date. It was snowing and the road was still a little slippery, so the driver drove very slowly.The two of us were sitting in the back seat, a little closer, and we could smell the girl's fragrance from her.I drank a total of three bottles of beer, and my courage was stretched twice more than usual.I pretended to look out of her car window, and my face almost touched hers.She turned her head and stared at me with those bright eyes like a little princess, and burst out laughing.I blushed, and just as I was about to explain something, she put her head on my shoulder.I didn't dare to look at her anymore, so I had to turn my head to the window, and use my shoulders to feel the warmth from a girl.There are not many pedestrians on the road. On the road outside the medical school, there are karaoke halls, dance halls, bars, and nightclubs next to each other, with neon lights flashing, complementing each other.Suddenly, two familiar figures came into view.Hey, isn't that accountant Xu and storekeeper Zhang Da of the cemetery?How could they be here.At this time they were standing at the door of a karaoke hall, Zhang Da's hand was wrapping around Accountant Xu's slender waist, his movements were very ambiguous.Accountant Xu's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he glanced in the direction of the taxi.The moment the car passed in front of them, I saw her frowning slightly and looking at me in surprise.I knew she recognized me through the car window.Fortunately, this kind of eye contact only lasted for a few seconds, and the car that Xiao Jing and I were in drove out of her field of vision.I took a deep breath and said to myself: "She won't see the girl lying on my shoulders, right? She shouldn't spread the news, right? She shouldn't dare, otherwise I can expose her secret—" —A married woman had an affair with a storekeeper in a karaoke bar."

After passing the village entrance, it is not easy to take a taxi to the inside.After paying the money, I got out of the car to see her off, and found that there was moonlight nectar sprinkled on my body, refreshing me for a while.I couldn't help but take a deep breath, it's so comfortable, everything today makes me intoxicated.She said that there is no need to send it away, and the end of the alley in front is her home.I stopped in my tracks, watched her disappear at the end of the alley, turned around and walked out of the entrance. The village is very quiet. To find a taxi to go home, you have to go out of the village at least.On the other side of the road leading to the village entrance is the hill leading to the cemetery.I've never seen a cemetery at such a late hour.Thinking of this, I turned my head subconsciously. Unexpectedly, a woman was standing at that intersection and watching me.

Northerners go to bed early in winter, especially in rural areas.Except for the warriors playing mahjong at night, there were basically few people walking outside after nine o'clock.When I entered the village just now, the village was very quiet, and no one was active outside at all.Why is this woman standing here quietly?I didn't dare to think too much, turned around and ran out of the village, and didn't dare to look back, for fear that the woman would come after me.There was no sound except the squeaking of my feet on the snow.It can be concluded that the woman behind her did not move, she was still standing there quietly.

Although I am a tall man of 78 meters, although I am thin, I can still run quite fast with my legs open, and I left the entrance of the village in less than a minute.One last chance to catch a glimpse of that hillside before turning with the road.I glanced back quickly, the intersection was empty, and there were no women there.I was sweating from shock, and I didn't dare to look back, so I ran away from the entrance of the village. Not bad, just a taxi stopped at the entrance of the village.I took three steps into two steps, jumped into the back seat of the car as fast as possible and said to the driver: "The equipment manufacturer belongs to the building." As the car started, my heart gradually calmed down.

The taxi driver had nothing to say and chatted with me: "You still go out so late." "Well, take my girlfriend home." I lied, my face was slightly hot. "Hehe, young people should not play too late, it's not safe when it's so dark." "Hmm." I responded vaguely. I don't drink much, and I was a little dizzy just now. I was frightened by me, and the alcohol was transferred to my head. The back of my head seemed to be poured with lead, and my temples on both sides began to throb.The car drove forward, and I didn't care about the scene outside the car. Everything in front of me gradually started to turn and turned faster and faster, and my stomach was overwhelmed. Come on, it smells like offload from the gutter.I tried my best to keep my sanity clear, recalling the woman I saw just now again and again.But I forgot what kind of clothes she was wearing, what age she was, and I didn't even see her face clearly in the dark, but I believe she must be watching me at that time.What is she doing quietly facing me in the dark sky?She stood in the middle of the road leading from the cemetery to the village.Did she come from the cemetery?If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

The driver told me that I was here, and I paid the money and thanked me and got off the car staggeringly.I remember the driver's last words were: "There is snow on the road, be careful, don't slip." I tried my best to stay awake, always paying attention to my feet.The process of getting out of the car was fairly smooth, and the shoes did not slip.The sound of the taxi engine is coming from near to far... It's time for me to get home safely. I raised my eyes to look for the family building in my house, only then did I realize that the surrounding area was empty.This is where?It is not the equipment manufacturer's area!The taxi pulled me to the wrong place.People were so shocked that most of the wine sobered up.

I look around.Standing on the edge of a clearing.There are two poplar trees with only dead branches. Behind the poplar trees is a public toilet.At the other end of the open space in front of you is a small room, and beside the small room is a gate protected by a pair of stone lions. Here, here is a cemetery... Why, why did the driver bring me here?Didn't he hear where I was going?Think about the few words that the driver said when I was about to get off the car, which clearly meant that the equipment factory had arrived.Did I hit a ghost?My job is to respectfully write the inscription so that everyone who has passed away can rest in peace. Even if I want to take revenge or something, it will not be my turn.

Although the snow has just finished, the half moon is still so bright.Snow covered the mountains like a quilt, with only a little bit of green pines sticking out.We basically work during the day when writing and engraving steles, and we have never stayed in the cemetery at night, let alone inspected it in the dark.Now, in my opinion, the cemetery in the dark is indescribably weird in its quietness.Not far ahead, the light in the hut of the management office is still on. Mr. Guan should be on duty today, so I have to go in and say hello to him.I couldn't get a taxi so late, so I went in and borrowed the phone from the cemetery office, and told my parents so that they wouldn't worry about it, and they might have to live here tonight.I thought that I must knock on the door before reaching the door of the hut, otherwise it would be no joke to scare the old man into a heart attack. Unexpectedly, the door opened suddenly at this moment, which shocked me a lot.A dark figure stepped out of it, holding the battery light from the cemetery in his hand. This black shadow is none other than Teacher Guan.He walked straight to the open space in front of me with a lamp in his hand.I wanted to call him at this time, but I was afraid of scaring him.But his light was already on me, and he should be able to see me.But Mr. Guan didn't speak, and got closer to me, still wearing his black-legged reading glasses.He looked towards me with both eyes, his expression was very tense, as if he saw something terrible. He must have heard the sound of a car passing by before he came out to check.Hehe, Daheitian came out to watch the night and found someone standing at the gate of the cemetery. Anyone would be nervous.Maybe he didn't see it was me.I smiled all over my face: "Teacher Guan, it's me, Tao Zi." Strangely, Mr. Guan didn't pay attention to me, he didn't seem to see me or hear my voice at all.He walked past me with the lamp in his hand, his eyes fixed on him, and he walked straight ahead where the lamp could reach, as if possessed by a demon.He stopped and kept shining the light on the open space in front of the cemetery gate.I followed the light, and he was illuminating circles of footprints in the middle of the snow.Those circular footprints are arranged in a circle with a radius of two meters, and in the center of the circle is a pair of small shoe prints—like women's. What happened to Mr. Guan today? Why did you ignore me?I was a little scared when I was mistakenly pulled to the cemetery by the driver just now. I felt more at ease when I saw Teacher Guan, but now that he is like this, it makes my heart beat non-stop. Teacher Guan remained motionless, carefully studying those footprints, with a nervous expression on his face.I whispered his name over and over again: "Teacher Guan, Teacher Guan, please speak, I am Taozi. The Taozi who wrote the stele." This time I finally confirmed that he really couldn't hear me.After a while, he turned and shambled back to the cabin, still not seeing me as he passed me. "Ah, it turns out that Mr. Guan has the habit of sleepwalking. I didn't expect it." This was the first time I saw someone sleepwalking.It is exactly the same as described in the book - I can't hear the call of others, and I can't see the existence of others, I only know how to do my own thing. False alarm.After I figured out these things, Mr. Guan had already closed the door of the hut and turned off the lights... The morning sun came in through the cracks in the curtains and hit my face directly.Dad is urging me to get up for breakfast again.I rubbed my eyes and looked at my watch, it was not yet eight o'clock.I sat up in a daze while complaining about my dad calling too early as usual.The back of my head felt a little heavy, and I remembered that yesterday I went to Dashan City with Xiaojing to eat and drink a lot of wine, then I sent her home, and finally arrived at the cemetery... No, when I arrived at the cemetery, how could I be at home again ?Is it my dream that the taxi went to the cemetery and saw Teacher Guan who was sleepwalking?No way, if it is a dream, why is it so real?But how did I get home if it wasn't a dream? "Dad, Dad." I yelled sitting on the bedside.The range hood was whining, and Dad was making breakfast. "What are you shouting, cooking." Dad was a little impatient.The habits of us Northeast people are very interesting. We have to eat all three meals a day, and we also cook vegetables in the morning. "What time did I get home yesterday?" After asking this sentence, he continued to listen to the roar of the range hood. "You boy, I don't remember how I came back? It's already half past ten. You smell like alcohol. Drink less in the future, it's not good for your health." "Ten thirty?" I counted the time.I remember looking at my watch once when I was sending Xiaojing home, it was around ten past nine.It takes only ten minutes to drive from the entertainment center to Xiaojing's village. Even if it snows and drives slowly, it will take more than 20 minutes, and then I will go back to the equipment factory for another 20 minutes.Calculated in this way, I should have arrived home around 9:50, how could I come out at 10:30?What did I do for those forty minutes? "Dad, are you sure I came back at half past ten?" "Of course, when you came back, my mother and I had just finished watching "Joking About Qianlong". It was exactly half past ten. What's wrong?" "No, it's nothing." I didn't know what to say, and I couldn't remember what was going on.Which part of yesterday's experience is real and which part is a dream?This thing is too strange to say.I thought about it several times and couldn't figure it out. Blame it on myself, what kind of wine is easy to drink, and the girl doesn't move after a sip and we can't finish drinking it by ourselves. In the end, I am too young and not mature enough.Forget it, don't think about it if you don't understand it.This kind of strange thing can't be explained by myself, and people won't believe it when I tell it to others. Maybe ask Mr. Guan and Xiaojing another day and the truth will come to light. On Laba Day, the cemetery servants all went to Zhang Da’s singing hall. There are only three people in the cemetery who eat real public meals, the director, the warehouse manager and the accountant.Their superior unit is the Funeral Management Office, and then the superior unit is the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the state pays them.Zhang Da is the storekeeper.He is very dark, tall, forty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but always has a fierce look in his eyes, if he looks really fierce in the dark.When he talks to others, he usually stays true to his line of business in three sentences.Don't think that his profession is treasury management, his real profession is playing with women.In his words, "When I was young, I often harmed girls", and I am proud of it.He said so, and he did so.Just because he harmed the girl, he went to university for several years before and after the "Cultural Revolution".Of course, it is a social university (sent in prison).After being released from prison, the dog couldn't get over eating shit, and continued to harm the girl.In this way, he has no scruples until his wife and children are separated.Fortunately, he has a bit of a social background, and he opened a karaoke room with a few dude buddies. As for going to the cemetery, it became a side job.Arriving late and leaving early, leaving get off work after lunch, or sleeping on the sofa in the office. At the end of the year, in addition to buying new year's goods, people also have more frequent entertainment activities.Zhang Da's karaoke room makes a lot of money every day.At noon on Laba, a few businessmen were bored in the cemetery. Zhang Da had a sudden idea: "Thanks to the care of the leader, my karaoke room business is not bad, and you didn't go to praise it. Today is Laba, and the unit is fine. I Please come over and have fun.” The director of the cemetery, surnamed Sui, is the same age as Zhang Da. He likes to smoke and drink, but he doesn’t look like a smoker, but more like a smoker.Director Sui is a person who goes along with the wind and never has any opinions of his own.Hearing someone treat guests to sing was very helpful, but he struggled to suppress his joy, and asked the accountant next to him with a straight face: "Accountant Xu, what do you think?" Accountant Xu was the only woman in the cemetery. She was thirty years old, married for five years, and had no children yet.Accountant Xu's father has a lot of background, but unfortunately he retired and couldn't find a better job for his daughter.She loves to dress up very much. Apart from looking at the ledger, she spends more time facing the mirror every day.But her dress is very gaudy, often show off, no matter how you look, she looks like a lady on the street.She also sprayed thick perfume on her body every day, making Zhang Da and the director always surround her like flies, but the two flies have different personalities, one is more direct, and the other is more sullen. "Okay, I'll listen to you." Accountant Xu saw the longing in the director's eyes.In the officialdom, it is very important to observe words and deeds, and Accountant Xu is naturally well versed in this.Although Accountant Xu didn't look down on this useless director at all, he still had to give him a face. After bidding farewell to Mr. Guan, several people went down the mountain in the director's Toyota pickup. Zhang Da's karaoke room is located on the side of Medical College Street, and there are more than a dozen all karaoke rooms connected there.Although the names are different, the song city, song bar, karaoke hall, and karaoke are actually small KTVs with only one or two private rooms. As soon as Zhang Da entered the door, he became very aggressive, calling out four or five small waiters to greet the leader, and even found a prettier one to dance with the director.He personally opened five or six bottles of beer and toasted them frequently.Accountant Xu is well-known for his drinking capacity, so ordering such a drink is naturally a no-brainer, and he must do it when he respects him.The director couldn't do it anymore. After a while, he showed his fox tail and danced endlessly with his arms around the little waiter. It was gradually getting dark, and there were patches of snowflakes floating around.In the room, cups are exchanged for cups, singing and dancing.Accountant Xu pushed out to take a breather, and Zhang Da followed in time.The director sang another seven or eight songs in one breath, such as "One Cut Plum" and "Three Sets of Cars".The director was very upset, and asked the waiter next to him: "Where is your boss?" "I don't know, it seems to have been out for a long time." The little waiter replied a complete nonsense.The director stood up, ready to go out to have a look. The door was pushed open.From the dim light in the karaoke hall, it could be seen that the person who came in was Zhang Da. In the dark environment, only the light from the whites of his eyes could be seen, which was a bit gloomy.He came in and sat down next to the director, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled very strangely. The director's face was livid, and he had a premonition that something was going to happen. Zhang Da leaned on the director's ear and said something.The director's expression was stiff, and it seemed that he was in a very complicated mood.The words Zhang Da said were: "Director, do you know that I just hired Accountant Xu." What happened just now?The words are divided into two ends, one for each. When others were singing, Accountant Xu felt chest tightness and went out to get some fresh air.Zhang Da followed, and said with a nonchalant smile that he needed to go upstairs to get some things, and hoped Accountant Xu would accompany him there.While Accountant Xu hesitated, he had already supported Accountant Xu's waist with one hand and pushed her up. Of course Accountant Xu knew Zhang Da's intentions, but she didn't dare to do anything with the director downstairs.But the accountant was wrong, and Zhang Da's daring was beyond Accountant Xu's imagination.As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Da closed the door behind his back.Accountant Xu was unprepared and widened his eyes: "What are you doing?" "What are you doing? Fuck you. Little beauty, you miss me so much." Zhang Da's eyes showed two cold lights, but there was a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth. Accountant Xu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She also planned to corrupt Zhang Da, a big pervert, but she didn't expect it to be today.Her acting skills are really good, and she understands a truth well - buying something is worse than stealing it, and stealing something is worse than not being able to steal it, she can control the heat of this kind of thing very well.She stepped back, feigning panic.The chest rises and falls, and the fragrance is tangy.Zhang Da was so fascinated by it that he jumped on it all at once. Accountant Xu only hated himself for not being prepared enough today, for not wearing a set of underwear that would fascinate men even more.But these are not important anymore, because Zhang Da returned her to her original state with three strokes.No one can tell which of the two is raping the other, like two hungry beasts entangled together. The lights were not turned on in the room, and the room suddenly became quiet after the original desire was released.Beads of Zhang Da's sweat fell drop by drop on Accountant Xu's body.Accountant Xu's heavy panting finally gradually recovered.She opened her eyes slightly, wanting to see the man on her body.With the help of street lamps outside the window, on Zhang Da's dark face, a pair of eyes blinked like wolves, his white teeth were slightly exposed, and he still had that terrifying sneer, which really made people shudder.Zhang Da's wolf eyes looked down at Accountant Xu. Accountant Xu felt a coldness that she had never experienced before. This coldness almost made her wonder if she had fallen into an ice cave.At this moment, this woman who did not hesitate to betray her appearance in order to achieve her goal also understood what regret is, but it was too late. She did not expect that the man who sat face to face with her every day would become so strange at this moment. Zhang Da still kept that sinister smile on his face, and he said to accountant Xu word by word: "Do you know? I'm actually a ghost." When going out, Zhang Da put one arm around her waist and said, "You know, you will be my man from now on, ha ha." Unexpectedly, Accountant Xu exclaimed in a low voice: "Ah!" "Beauty, what's wrong with you?" "No, it's nothing." Accountant Xu broke free from his hand and walked quickly into the karaoke hall.The reason why she exclaimed was because she accidentally saw a familiar face in a passing taxi just now, and that person was me.However, she did not tell Zhang Da about it. On the way home by taxi, accountant Xu blushed, thinking about what happened today. Accountant Xu is not a casual person, but he is not a casual person. Originally, her father could give her a good future, but the old man is very honest and upright, and his relatives and friends don't have any honor for him.When she was in her early twenties, Accountant Xu was a beautiful girl with unlimited scenery, and she was given the green light everywhere she went.It was only then that she realized how powerful women's weapons are, and what a pity it would be if they were not used.Otherwise, she didn't study any serious books, and she was unexpectedly hired as an accountant, and even found a section chief of the Industry and Commerce Bureau as her husband, which shows the power of a beautiful woman.Although he is a little older now, he still has the power to deal with ordinary men.Of course, there are some who don't like her, such as Director Sun of the Funeral Management Office.As the saying goes: the way to be an official is to do one bad thing with the leader than to do one hundred good things for the leader, because if the leader and you do one bad thing together, there must be one hundred good things waiting for you!She tried to make the beauty trick and the director do some bad things several times, but they were resolved one by one.The director is the director. Not only is he politically conscious, but he is also a man who does not reveal anything.Although he didn't fall under Accountant Xu's pomegranate skirt, it didn't make Accountant Xu unable to step down either.At this point, Accountant Xu is still grateful.After having this cemetery, Director Sun transferred her here.That's right, it's a good job, there's not much work every day, and the roll call system is relatively loose, so it's a good place to raise a grandpa.The funeral home I used to work in was actually a funeral parlor, and the people who went in and out every day were dead people, which was quite scary.In any case, the cemetery is faced with urns, which is relatively low in horror. Now, she has to use the mouth of the director and Zhang Da to give her advice at the next promotion representative meeting, only then can she have the possibility to stand out.She wants to climb one step higher and become a full-time job. In fact, she didn't like Zhang Da in the past, he was just a down-and-out rapist who just lived here and waited to die.But now it seems that this is not the case, because Zhang Da has some relationship with people in the underworld, and the director and director are really afraid of him.Zhang Da's old cronies turned into elites in society within a few years after they came out of the cell.There is no way to really flatter him now. Now that she has formed such a relationship with Zhang Da, she is her own, and in the future it will be equivalent to having someone from the underworld covering her, which is one level closer to her goal.Thinking of this, she couldn't help smiling.But why did Zhang Da say that he is a ghost?The last look at him was terrifying, like a ferocious ghost.Accountant Xu took out the small round mirror that he carried with him, and was going to tidy up his image, so that he could not let his husband see that there was something wrong with him when he got home later.The car was shaking a little, accountant Xu corrected his hand a few times before reflecting his face in the round mirror.Fortunately, there are not many changes except that the cheeks are slightly red.She took out another lipstick from her small bag and touched up the gloss in the mirror.Accountant Xu in the mirror flickered under the light of the street lamp. Suddenly, Accountant Xu in the mirror had a ferocious face, his eyes widened, and two lines of bright red blood flowed from his eyeballs.Accountant Xu's face turned pale, and his hands couldn't stop shaking.This must be an illusion, she refused to put down the mirror and take a closer look - yes, she was looking at herself with a weird expression in the mirror.There was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was hiding some secret that he didn't know.Those two lines of blood flowed all over his face. Could it be that my own behavior has offended the ghost, and there is really retribution. "Ah..." She screamed, and closed the small round mirror suddenly, cold sweat dripping down from her head.The driver was startled, and felt that something was wrong with the lady next to him, so he asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Are you all right?" Accountant Xu nodded to the driver, and tried his best to maintain his demeanor, "Oh, it's all right. I just feel a little uncomfortable." By the light of the street lamp, she saw lines of blood dripping from the driver's hair, pouring down half of his cheek to his neck.Accountant Xu's heart was about to jump out, how could this happen?This is definitely an illusion! "you you……" "What's wrong with me?" The driver finished these words slowly, and turned his face to the accountant.That was not the face of a living person, blood had already covered the entire face.Accountant Xu had never seen that kind of eerieness in his entire life. Ding... Ding... At such a tense moment, the mobile phone in the bag suddenly rang again, and accountant Xu was frightened into convulsions all over his body. Accountant Xu was trembling all over, with cold sweat on his forehead, and he didn't even dare to pick up the phone.She tried to stabilize her mind a few times, and said silently: "Guanyin Bodhisattva, Jesus, Virgin Mary, Tathagata Buddha bless..." The driver next to her was humming a little tune and driving with full concentration.There is no white bloody face, those strange things just disappeared, and disappeared without a trace.The sound of the phone was real, and it was still ringing in the handbag. Accountant Xu opened his bag and took out his phone.Her cell phone is one of those "big phones" the size of a brick.In 1995, the number of people who could hold this kind of mobile phone was already very good.Even so, it was still a bit difficult for her to hold such a big body, especially after being overly frightened. "Hello. Who is this?" No one answered the phone. "Who are you looking for?" Still no sound. Suddenly a low voice sounded, as if from the other side of the world. "Xu Siwen, it's me." It turned out to be the director's voice. "Can you tell me, how did you let someone do it?" Accountant Xu is about to collapse.At this time, she really couldn't think of how to explain to him.Accountant Xu pressed the hang up button fiercely, tears streaming down his cheeks.I don't know if it was shock, grievance, or what. She wiped her tears, feeling slippery in the palm of her hand.She lowered her head and took a look—where are the tears, the blood red hands! Accountant Xu fainted. In the eyes of outsiders, I am a little bit lazy today, and I can't concentrate all the time.In fact, I'm still reminiscing about what happened yesterday.Xiaojing's home doesn't have a phone, and I don't know the phone number of her hotel. The only way to solve yesterday's mystery is to ask Teacher Guan.I am looking forward to the cemetery calling me now, but this hope is very slim.The Chinese New Year will be over half a month away, who would choose to be buried at this time?Many urns will be stored in the funeral management office first, and then they will be erected and buried in spring, which is our peak season. But things in the world are hard to say, and it was a coincidence that the cemetery called out urgently at noon today.There is a family—it is said that they are relatives of the tax bureau chief, who insisted on burying them tomorrow morning, and the director personally called me and Brother Meng to go up the mountain. It was already half past one when Brother Meng and I rushed to the mountain.As soon as I got out of the car, I hurried to look around the open space.It's a pity that many people came and parked there during the day, and the footprints on the snow are messy. The footprints in the open space in the dream yesterday no longer exist.Seeing that I still didn't go in, Meng Ge kept calling me.I shook my head and followed in disbelief. The work in the afternoon is very urgent.I had to finish writing all the inscriptions within half an hour, and Brother Meng had to complete the carving within the remaining two hours.After blowing away the stone chips, I have to paint the inscription again within half an hour.Only in this way can we catch the ride of the director when he goes down the mountain, otherwise it will be miserable, which means we have to walk down the mountain with the north wind, or simply live here.These two roads are undoubtedly not very good, so I didn't think about anything, and started to mark the monument with a ruler, then skillfully lifted a brush and dipped it in ink, and wrote in official script: "Xian Kao ××× Show the tomb of concubine ×××", and then write the date of birth and death in small characters. After writing these words within the scheduled time, I can finally take a break.Brother Meng's hammer and chisel flew up and down, splashing stones and flowers everywhere.I quickly looked around for Teacher Guan.There was no one in the house, so I ran outside the door, only to see the old king's head coming down from the cemetery. "Hey, Master Wang, isn't Teacher Guan's class today?" "Oh, he's sick, and the director asked me to take his place." Old Wangtou was notorious for his big mouth, and he would never be able to cover anything. "Do you know, Taozi? Teacher Guan seemed to have encountered something strange yesterday." "What strange thing?" I was startled. "He didn't say anything in detail. When I came to change shifts, his face was very ugly. In the morning, Director Sun drove him down the mountain in a car." "Then what did he say?" I asked anxiously. The old Wang looked around to see if there was no one around, and said in a low voice, "It seems that he saw a pair of women's footprints." There was a thunder in my heart, and the scene yesterday flashed in front of my eyes, so clear.In the circle of footprints illuminated by Mr. Guan holding the battery light, there are indeed footprints of a pair of women.This shock was no small matter, I instantly felt an unforgettable horror, and what I saw was actually verified.Wasn't last night a dream?What is it if it is not a dream?I can't figure this out with my own brain. Could it be, is there really ghosts in the world? I didn't say much to Old Wang, otherwise he would broadcast everywhere again.I squatted next to the stone lion alone, and I was stunned. What happened to me yesterday?Am I or am I?Why can't I even organize my own thinking and behavior?Is it real, hallucination or dream?What exactly is it?Now everything is not important to me, the most important thing is to understand what happened yesterday.Otherwise, if a person loses his judgment on reality, wouldn't it be more terrifying than anything else.I stood there in a daze for a full twenty minutes, my face was flushed by the north wind and I didn't realize it.It is already difficult for the brain to undertake this kind of calculation task, and there are bursts of pain. I went through these recent strange things in my mind, trying to see if there was any necessary connection between them.Zheng Xinyuan - a man who died for unknown reasons.Then, a man who visited the cemetery on a rainy night; a woman who walked from the cemetery to the entrance of the village in a daze at nine o'clock at night; the footprints of a pair of women...could it be like this—I began to boldly imagine that Zheng Xinyuan didn't know what The reason is dead, but what kind of grievances and grievances he has with others is still unresolved, so there is a man who visits late at night.There is also a woman who makes a shoe print to scare people, but what is her purpose of scaring people?Perhaps only the parties themselves can make it clear. Brother Meng told me to go in.他刻碑时习惯让我在边上，有时我们互相打个下手，有时还会对个别笔画做些笔法技术上的探讨。经过了小半年的合作，我们已经很有默契了，他基本能把书法当中的“蚕头雁尾”、“如锥画沙”表现得惟妙惟肖。 今天徐会计和张达都没来上班。徐会计据说去所里办事去了，张达不知道又用什么名目开溜了。办公室里只有隋主任一个人。我去办公室里取稀料瓶的时候，发现主任靠在椅子上一个人发呆。本来就泛黄的脸又黄了一层，满屋子弥漫着香烟燃烧过后的烟油味。桌子上的烟灰缸里不少烟蒂，很明显，他一根接一根地抽了好久。 看见我进来，他对我笑了笑。那笑是生挤出来的，只在脸上停留了两三秒钟，显得极不自然。他今天也有什么心事吗？怪事还真是不少。 孟哥的刻碑技术确实是数一数二。才一个半小时，他已经收工了。剩下的时间就看我的了。我暂时忘却心事，集中精神，调好黑漆和稀料，开始用毛笔顺着孟哥雕凿的凹痕来描摹。刚描到没几个字，孟哥突然脸色大变，大喝一声：“住手！”本来今天我就有点发愣，听到孟哥这声惊呼，真是被吓得魂飞天外。 我愣愣地看着他：“怎么了？” 孟哥指了指手中的单子，“你弄错了，这两个人其中有一个活的。” “不会吧？”我接过碑文确认单一看，果真如此。 墓碑始自东汉之初，盛于桓、灵之际，主要用来记载死者生前事迹。内容主要是籍贯、世系、功名、业迹、品行、病卒和安葬的时间、地点、后人情况等并表示哀悼之情，演变至今日反而简化了些。就说我们公墓吧，一般墓碑只有死者的姓名，最多再加个籍贯、生卒也就到头了。更有钱的人就在碑阴刻些千篇一律的诗文，什么“立德齐今古，存厚传子孙”、“万古流芳父母恩”之类的。之所以搞得这么简单是因为公墓刻碑都是按字计费的，大字一个就要几十块钱，小字还要七块钱一个，光是刻碑这一项就要几百块钱，算是比较奢侈的。所以一般老百姓只好删繁就简。 刻碑的工序一般有四步。第一步就是打格，用尺子计算好碑额到碑底之间的距离，然后平均分成数份，把大小字的位置确定好。 第二步是写碑，古人叫“书丹”。自古就是书家用毛笔直接书于墓碑之上。上面一般有两种写法，一种是“显考、显妣”。显是尊称，考代表男人，妣是女人。这是比较传统的写法。另一种是子女给父母立的，大字写上“慈父母×××之墓”，一目了然。小字除了籍贯、生卒以外，还有不少人要把自己的名字也弄上去，显示自己的孝心，形式是“子女×××敬立”。 第三步是雕刻。刻工在古代也是技术高超的手工艺人。刻手的技术高低，刻法的不同，以及对原碑的体会，都会使原迹发生某些差别。像北魏《元晖墓志》，左上角为一人所刻，其他部分又是一人所刻，其效果就有很大不同。 第四步是描摹。描摹是指用染料对雕刻过的字重新勾勒一遍，以增强碑的视觉效果。现在一般常用油漆、金粉、银粉来进行描摹。讲了这么多，主要说的就是这里。中国人讲究合葬，即夫妻二人生在一起，死也要在一处。所以很多人丧偶之后，买块墓地，把自己和配偶的名字一起刻上去。只不过死人用黑色油漆描摹，活人用红色油漆描摹。待活着的那个也死了，下葬之前再把红色字改为黑色。 今天我就犯了这个错误，明明碑文确认单上写得很清楚，夫妻二人一个在世一个不在世，我却只准备了黑油漆，差点把人家活着的老伴也给涂黑了，那人家家属非找我们拼命不可。我连连道歉。孟哥又去准备了红漆，在他和老王头的注视下，我刷刷点点，描摹红色的部分。突然，一个念头在脑中升起。对呀，那个半夜闹鬼的郑辛元会不会就是这种情况——男人过世，妻子还在世。如果真的是这样，那也许通过这个还在世的女人就会解开所有的谜团。 我顺利地完成了工作，收拾好工具，和孟哥终于可以搭上主任的车下山了。下山之前我特地跑到墓地的二区四排去看那块郑辛元的碑。 那块碑上这样写着：“显考郑辛元，显妣张淑清之墓”。张淑清三个字赫然就是红色的。 隋主任今天情绪十分低落。他在屋子里一根接一根地抽烟。他一早就接到了所长打来的电话，说税务局长的亲属明天要下葬，要求他亲自来盯这件事。昨天在张达的练歌房喝了不少酒，胃现在还有一点点的不舒服，但胃部的阵痛和心里的阵痛相比算不了什么。昨晚，在练歌房里，张达趴在他的耳朵上说的一句话让他的心中像针刺般的难受。 隋主任这个人活得有些窝囊。他没有主见，胆子小，总是做老好人，但毕竟还不算个坏人。年轻时当过兵，部队转业以后分配到殡仪馆，两年前他被调到公墓工作。那时候这里还是一片荒山，是他带着一帮民工把这里建成今天的这个样子，应该说是公墓建设的功臣。后来其他人陆续分配过来，徐会计是第一个。这一男一女共处一室，荒山野岭，再加上那徐会计也不是什么好鸟，为了让自己能够顺利地节节高升，不惜卖弄风骚，终于两人一次在公墓的办公室里发生了关系。自打那时起，他这个主任就只剩下了一个幌子，其实在公墓真正当家的是徐会计。 他们两人之间的奸情掩藏得十分隐蔽，直到现在也没有任何人知道。昨晚在歌厅里，如果张达知道主任和会计是对野鸳鸯的话，死也不会趴在主任耳边说那句刺痛他心口的话。 张达虽然表面上事事都从着主任，其实压根就没瞧得起他。而主任呢，手下有这么一个烫手的山芋，又苦于没什么办法来摆脱。所以主任和张达之间的关系一直是貌合神离。张达告诉主任自己办了徐会计就是想通过交换隐私来达到和主任拉近距离的目的，没想到，这正戳中了主任的痛处。这徐会计虽然不是隋主任明媒正娶的妻子，但好歹也算一小蜜。自己的马子被别人把了，这对哪个男人来说都是奇耻大辱。下班的时间到了，隋主任把最后一根烟狠狠地戳在烟灰缸里，带我和孟哥一起坐着他那辆丰田皮卡下了山。 主任的车今天从北侧下山，路过小静所在的那个村子。车子一路驶过小静上班的那个饭店和小静住的那条胡同，我才留意到这个村的村口立着一块石刻的牌子，上面写着“朝阳村”三个字。 刚过村口孟哥就要下车，他的自行车就停在路边上。我也不好意思再让主任多送我一程，于是和孟哥一起下了车。 虽然才四点多钟，天色已经暗下来了。鸡西这座小城应该说是我们国家最东部的一个城市了，之所以又名“太阳城”，因为太阳最早从这里升起，附近的一个林场叫做“东方红”也是因此得名。天亮得越早，黑得也就越快。冬至前后那些天，下午三点多钟天色就会渐暗。今天的天气比昨天冷了一些。我蜷缩在路旁边等出租车。咦，这不就是我昨天打车的那个地方吗？那个夏利的司机就是从这里把我送上公墓的。想到这里，头皮有些发麻。 一辆红色的夏利停到我的旁边，我惊魂未定地上了车。 “师傅，去哪里？” “去公墓。”我回答道。 司机有些发愣，声音都不是很自然了，微微有些发颤，“这大黑天的，您去公墓干吗？” “我？我去公墓？是我说的我要去公墓？”我的思绪突然从很远的地方飘回现实。 “是呀，是您刚才说的。”司机不知道发生了什么事情。 “噢，对不起，我说错了。我要去设备厂家属楼。”我更正了自己的说法。 司机明显长吐了一口气，轻松地踩离合，挂挡，车子加速…… 我怎么突然间说成了自己要去公墓？奇怪，难道昨晚我也是和司机说的同样的话，他才把我拉到了公墓？是我自己要来的？下载美少女 别看我练书法，有时还搞搞文字创作，外表看来比较持重，像个文人，但其实我的胆子还真的不小，对那些什么鬼呀神呀什么的事情一直是嗤之以鼻。虽然这几天发生了一些难以解释的事情，但除了当时有点害怕以外，更多的时候是一种好奇，一种非要把事情弄明白的冲动。我认为这个世界是没有鬼的，真正的鬼都是人，鬼在人的心里，是人自己心中有鬼。 这些事情一定会有水落石出的一天，我坚信这点。 司机告诉我设备厂到了。我跳下车子，司机客气了一句：“路上有雪，小心点，别滑倒。”我看着脚下已经被踩得发黑的积雪，打了个冷颤，怎么司机也说同样的话。赶快看看上面，我家的那栋楼上灯火点点，没错，这回是真的到家了。