Chapter 4 Chapter 4 The Weird Sacrifice

There is only one temple in Jixi City, called Huayan Nunnery.It's not far from my house, and it takes only twenty-five minutes to walk. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, I, who never believed in gods and Buddhas, went there with my parents.Naturally, they didn't know what happened to me, and felt that my son suddenly became sensible and could finally go to incense with them. Although more than ten days have passed since those strange incidents, I still have a knot in my heart that I can't get rid of.Especially about Xiaojing, is she a ghost?If it's a human, why haven't you contacted me for so long?Why do people in the restaurant say that there is no such person?Why doesn't the place where she lives exist?If she is a ghost, how can she survive in the world?How can you call me on the phone?These problems made me in a trance and lost my mind during this period, and even lost most of my enthusiasm for the New Year.

Huayan Nunnery is located on the hillside.The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is a good day, and half of the hill is covered with incense burners.At that time, there were not too many private cars, and the mountains and plains were full of red Xiali.Another small part is a bus that is more luxurious than one.Finally squeezed into the crowd and burnt nine sticks of incense.When I looked up at the Buddha, I found a sense of dependence for the first time.At that time, I thought in my heart: If there are indeed ghosts in the world, then there must also be Buddhas in the world! Mom and Dad have to go to the apse, and I come out of it alone.I bought a Guanyin-shaped jade pendant on the side of the road and hung it around my neck. Whether it is useful or not, it is always good to be a talisman.I am not a person who likes to move, especially in such a crowded place, I always feel breathless.Hurry up and get out of the sea of ​​people, and get into the surrounding sea of ​​cars.

Someone called me in front, and I saw two people getting off from the opposite taxi.One is Brother Meng, and the other is a girl, about twenty years old, whom I don't know.The person who called me was Brother Meng. "Hey, Tao Zi, you come to offer incense too." I'm too embarrassed to say it, because I'm afraid Brother Meng will laugh at me when he goes back.Because before that I always regarded myself as a hardcore materialist. "Ah, no, I came with my parents." "Let me introduce to you, this is my girlfriend - Yu Jingjing. This is my colleague Tao Zi." Although Meng Ge tried to pretend to be calm, he still showed a very proud expression.

"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you." At the age of eighteen or nineteen, I still looked very shy. I only took a look at her and didn't dare to look at her again. But just this one glance is enough, I really don't dare to look at her again.Her appearance and figure have already been fully seen in this glance.She is about 1.68 meters tall, of medium height, with a well-proportioned figure and well-dressed clothes.The face is very fair, with fine skin and tender flesh that can be broken with a blow.The hair style was straight short hair which was very popular at that time, the eyebrows were very delicate, the eyelashes were long and curved, the eyes radiated light like grapes, a pair of thin black-rimmed glasses was placed on the nifty little nose, the cherry mouth was small, and the corners of the mouth showed two smiles. A shallow dimple.She is such a rare beauty, she is a sight to behold wherever she goes.

"Hey, Brother Meng is a big boy. I didn't hear that he had a girlfriend a few years ago. I just fell in love with him in just a few days during the Chinese New Year, and he was so punctual." I couldn't help but compare her with Xiaojing.Xiaojing's shortcoming is in size and face shape.Xiaojing has a round face while others have an authentic oval face, and they are also much shorter than her.Xiaojing is a young girl, but she is a real woman. "Then let's go first." Before I could make a detailed assessment, Brother Meng was already in a hurry, as if he was afraid that I would snatch her away, he took Yu Jingjing's hand and walked towards the crowd.Jingjing smiled at me and made a face, then squeezed into the crowd with Brother Meng.I was stunned, recalling her charming smile repeatedly.

"It would be great if this was my girlfriend." I thought to myself at the time. The pager rang again, which startled me. I saw that the phone number was the number of the cemetery.No, Brother Meng is not in the cemetery either, so who would come to me on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month for anything? Today's weather is a bit dry and cold, and I don't feel much outside. Once I entered the public phone booth, I felt cold all over my body. After dialing the phone number of the cemetery, it was Mr. Guan who answered the phone.He lowered his voice and said to me: "Taozi, accountant Xu came to the cemetery today."

"Today? The Lantern Festival is on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Why is she going to the cemetery?" I wondered. Teacher Guan went on to say: "She said that she needed to take some things home, but she didn't leave for a long time. She also brought a schoolbag, which was bulging. I don't know what it contained." "It's strange enough, maybe she's playing tricks. Teacher Guan, pay attention to her movements, we want to see what she has in mind." "Okay, she went out just now, sneaky. I put down the phone and went to see what she was doing."

When I hung up the phone, I was nervous but excited.Finally, I am not fighting alone, and I have one more teacher Guan as an ally. The north wind is blowing on the mountain, making it even colder than the city.The fire in the hut in the cemetery was very hot. Mr. Guan added a shovel of coal to the fire, closed the door, and quietly walked out the door. It's now close to noon, but the sky is a bit overcast.Except for the sound of the wind, the entire cemetery was extremely silent, and there was no sign of Accountant Xu at all. Teacher Guan looked around, but there was no one in the open space or in the mountains.He followed the gate into the cemetery again, inspecting the cemetery area by cemetery area.After passing through the low-priced tombs first, and then the high-priced white marble and granite tombs, there is only a wasteland and a large monument standing alone.Where did Accountant Xu go?Has the world evaporated?

Suddenly, a puff of thick smoke rose in the distance, which startled Teacher Guan.He quickly shrank his neck and approached the wasteland quietly, ready to see what happened. Sure enough, it was Accountant Xu, in the withered grass.She drew a circle on the ground with branches, and she knelt inside the circle, with a fire burning in front of her, from which the thick smoke came out.On the ground next to her, her lady's satchel was scattered, and inside it was the kind of yellow paper burned for the dead.She has long hair draped over her shoulders, muttering words in her mouth, looking unspeakably eerie from behind.

Teacher Guan's heart tightened, and he immediately thought of the footprints in the snow on that night in Laba.What method is she doing?Are you doing something ulterior again? Although Mr. Guan is quite courageous, he was quite frightened last time, and now seeing Accountant Xu like this again, he just felt chills all over his body.He just wanted to get out before Accountant Xu saw him, and what she was doing was not the most important thing to him now.Teacher Guan held his breath and moved lightly, retreating towards the tombs. A icy and bone-chilling voice in the silent valley made him shudder.

"Teacher Guan, I know you're here." Accountant Xu didn't move when he said this.She then threw the remaining yellow papers into the fire one by one and watched them burn, still muttering.Teacher Guan seemed to be nailed there, unable to move, and didn't know what to say, so he just hummed as an answer.The fire gradually died down, and accountant Xu saw that the last piece of paper was also turned into ashes.With the north wind, a lot of ashes floated up, black and soft, like ghosts floating in the air. "Mr. Guan, you must be wondering why I burn paper here." "Mmm, um, no no..." Teacher Guan didn't know what to say. "Hehe, it's okay. This matter has nothing to do with you, don't worry. But you must not mention it to others, can you do it?" Accountant Xu's tone was very calm, as if nothing happened. "Can, can." "I should go back." Before leaving, Accountant Xu gave Teacher Guan a smile.Accountant Xu was already pretty, and his smile was quite charming, but in the eyes of Mr. Guan, these were as terrifying as seeing a devil. Going back from the wasteland is the back door of the cemetery, which leads directly to Chaoyang Village.Accountant Xu walked down the mountain from there, and Teacher Guan hurried back to the management office. Beads of sweat were dripping on his forehead, and his heart was pounding, as if he was holding a little rabbit in his arms and was about to jump out.What happened just now was too bizarre.Accountant Xu has no relatives who have died, so why burn paper?And not in the cemetery, but in the innermost wasteland of the cemetery?Also, she was very careful not to make any noise just now, how did she know I was there?Could it be that she is really a ghost, or does she know some magic tricks? Director Sun brought two bottles of realgar wine to the cemetery when he came to inspect the new year.The cemetery is yin, there are only a few small rooms, and there are still vents when you go out, so you can't do without wine.At this time, Teacher Guan felt that he was chilling all over, so he quickly opened a bottle and poured it into a cup to drink it down. Teacher Guan felt that the place where the alcohol passed was burning.Throat, esophagus, and stomach all seemed to be burnt in an instant, and there was a heart-pounding pain.Before there was any reaction, Teacher Guan passed out. In a blink of an eye, the first month has passed, and the freshness of the Chinese New Year has gradually disappeared, and everything has returned to normal.The off-season of the cemetery is coming to an end. During this time, Brother Meng and I have basically never been to the mountain.Apart from practicing calligraphy, watching TV, and spending time in the billiard hall at home, I don't have much fun.I think Brother Meng must be with that horse every day, so he doesn't have time to talk to me. I had nothing to do that day, Brother Meng called my home and asked me to come out to play.I really want to come here.I also wanted to ask him what he was playing, but he was already in a hurry over there, and said that it was downstairs at my house, let's talk about it when we come down.Sure enough, as I expected, when I went downstairs, I saw that girl named Yu Jingjing again.Brother Meng said that he would invite me to eat hot pot today, of course I would not refuse, as long as there is meat to eat, anything is fine. There is a hot pot city opposite the entertainment center, which is very popular, so we chose to go there.It's still quiet inside before it's time for lunch.The three of us sat down, and the two of them sat next to each other with an intimate look, which made me feel jealous again for no reason.Although Brother Meng has brute force, he has no culture, that is, he graduated from junior high school.Wushou's figure is less than 1.7 meters tall, and there are dots of three-ringed pockmarks on her face. How could such a fairy-like girl be picked up by him? "A good man marries a lazy wife, and a lazy man marries a flowery wife." Damn, this world is really unfair. The hot hot pot came up, and we started chatting.It turned out that this Yu Jingjing was a technical secondary school student in the city's medical college, and met Meng Ge by chance.At that time, her mother had low blood pressure and fainted on the street, and it was Brother Meng who carried her to the hospital.She felt that Brother Meng was a very good man, and they got together not long after.I think so too, Meng Ge has been in the society for a long time and looks capable and mature, plus he has more money in his hand, so it's not surprising to meet this kind of little girl. I laughed secretly in my heart, brother Meng is really destined, when an old lady faints, this is a great opportunity for him to show off his skills.He usually runs in and out with a stone tablet of two to three hundred catties on his back, and he has practiced it a long time ago.Not to mention carrying people to the hospital, running a marathon is no problem. Yu Jingjing also deliberately said a few words to me: "Taozi, I heard from Brother Meng that your handwriting is very good. If you have a chance, please teach me." "Okay, definitely." I know that people are just saying politely, so they won't really ask me to teach, otherwise I really can't ask for it. "Don't lie, I'm telling the truth." The layers of electric waves from her eyes almost knocked me out, and then she showed that criminal smile again. I quickly took a sip of the wine and suppressed it, seeing that my throat was burning when she saw her, "I am also serious, haha. You ask Brother Meng, I am a very serious person." Brother Meng noticed that the two of us were talking about speculation, and he was already jealous, so he changed the subject in a timely manner: "Taozi, you can find a girlfriend sometime. It would be better for the four of us to hang out together then." "Oh, who can take a fancy to me." I laughed at myself. "I don't think that Xiao Jing is very interesting to you." The sentence hit me on the head like a bolt from the blue. "What, you mean, you know there is Xiaojing?" "Aren't you kidding, isn't it the little waiter from Shiliju in Chaoyang Village, the one with big eyes. Isn't she still very interesting to you?" "Ah!" I was going crazy, what kind of world am I living in?Who is a human and who is a ghost? Why is it such a mess? Yu Jingjing stared at me with two big shining eyes, her expression was very playful, she didn't know what happened.Looking at these eyes, half of my sense of terror was taken away, and I quickly laughed at myself: "It's okay, I've been neurotic recently." "Hehe, you are so interesting." Jingjing giggled at me. I ignored Jingjing's provocative smile, and then asked Brother Meng: "A few girls from the hotel came to play on the mountain that time. Is there her?" "Don't pretend, kid. There are three girls here. You are writing the monument there. She is the one who stands next to you and watches the longest. We can all see that she is interested in you." "Yeah, Taozi is so handsome, the girl will be surprised when she sees that you are not interested." Jingjing laughed and made fun of me. My face turned red all of a sudden, and I didn't know where to put my hands.Although I knew Jingjing was joking, I still enjoyed it. "What's the matter, do you need me to introduce you to one in our medical school? All my classmates are beautiful, and there is a shortage of boys there." "No, thank you." I stammered my answer, and Jingjing laughed like a string of silver bells. Anyway, with Brother Meng's words, I have some confidence in my heart. At least it proves that this person Xiaojing existed, and others can see it.Those little waiters in the restaurant actually teased me like this, to see how I would deal with them next time.But what happened to the alley in her house?Now I am a little afraid of the Chaoyang Village at the foot of the mountain, as if there are countless secrets hidden in this seemingly ordinary village. Sitting opposite Yu Jingjing, you can observe her more carefully.Her eyes are dark and energetic, and against the backdrop of black-rimmed glasses, she shows a suffocating beauty.When she smiled, the dimples on her cheeks appeared naturally, as if the whole world was brightened up.A black turtleneck sweater set off her perfect figure, and a large silver ornament hung on her chest, which was very eye-catching.My face turned red and white.In those days when I was young, the more I had a crush on a girl, the more my face turned red and I couldn't speak.Today's hot pot meal made me feel ashamed, and it became a happy tool for the two of them. After I went back, I was a little out of my mind, and Yu Jingjing's smile always appeared in front of my eyes, and I couldn't get rid of it.This made me suffer a lot, and I secretly cursed myself for being worthless, how could I see one and like the other.And friends' wives are not allowed to play, how can I not like my friend's girlfriend. The cemetery is calling me again.Brother Meng and I did a big cleaning of the guys we haven't used for a long time.Lao Wangtou and Mr. Guan resumed shifts every two days.Everything was as before, as if nothing had happened. During this period of time, Xiaojing has been silent, which has become a mystery that has been hanging in my heart for a long time.Where did she go?Why can't I find her anywhere?But the missing of Xiaojing is largely due to a kind of concern for friends.I feel a little guilty when I say it, I often dream of Yu Jingjing in my dreams at night, and even dream that she has become my girlfriend.Although the dream is so beautiful, it can only wake up with loss.I hope to see Jingjing again, even if it's just to see her from a distance. Teacher Guan's health is not as good as before. Every time he drinks alcohol, he will feel unbearable pain. When he went to the hospital, he didn't see why. The doctor just said that he should not touch alcohol again.He told me about Accountant Xu burning paper in the wasteland, which made my hair stand on end.Everyone in the cemetery still lives as before, talking and laughing, but there is always something complicated between everyone. Turning back to Old Wangtou, this stubborn old man's temperament has changed drastically since the Zheng Xinyuan incident happened.But the elderly in rural areas live a simple life after all, "You have rules of change, but I have rules of change."Regardless of whether he has ghosts or not, he fell asleep after drinking. Today is February 2, the day when the dragon raises its head. According to the custom in Northeast China, everyone has to get a haircut. All hair salons are overcrowded on this day.The people in the cemetery got off work very early, and the director took me and Brother Meng down the mountain as usual.But Zhang Da didn't leave, he said that a friend would pick him up later. After everyone left, the mountain became quiet.The old Wang saw that Zhang Da was still there, so he was embarrassed to go to sleep directly, so he had to bite the bullet and go around the tomb, and even took a broom to pretend.Zhang Da was sitting in the office, flipping through a not-so-thick book with a cover on the outside. It looked like he was studying business, but in fact the content under the cover was unsightly. This is a veritable pornographic novel.People like Zhang Da don't have much culture, and they can't understand too profound in books. This kind of book meets his requirements, full of ellipsis, and there are few difficult characters. Hearing that the old man was walking away, Zhang Da put down the book and slammed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.Seeing that the fire was not extinguished, he poured tea into it again, and a pungent smell mixed with tobacco and tea leaves wafted out.Zhang Da tiptoed out of the hut, turned around and came to the door of the warehouse where the tombstone was installed. The door didn't close.The warehouse of the cemetery is not very big, only about 30 to 40 square meters, and there are many big red roosters used for burials scattered in it, which smells very bad.These chickens are fed by watchmen, and Zhang Da usually locks the warehouse door before he gets off work. Zhang Da gently pushed open the iron door of the warehouse, but there was still a creaking sound. It was getting dark outside, and I couldn't see clearly what was going on inside without the lights on, it was pitch black.Zhang Da touched the switch hanging by the door, and with a crisp snap, the light turned on. Zhang Da let out a cry, and there was a person standing in the dark warehouse! This shock almost frightened Zhang Da out of his body.In the middle of the day, why did people appear in a warehouse with tombstones?The person inside has wrinkles all over his face, a bald forehead, and his mouth is half-opened, revealing a mouthful of buck teeth that have already been smoked yellow. Zhang Da took a closer look, and almost twisted his nose in anger.Who is it, old Wangtou. It turned out that the old Wangtou had been very timid since he was scared last time. He didn't dare to patrol the cemetery at night.I was thinking about what to do, if it got to the director's ears that I didn't visit the tomb every day, would I lose my job?It's still a little cold outside, why don't we go to the warehouse to take shelter for a while, and I'll go back after I have a bag of cigarettes.Yes, just do it.The old man ran into the warehouse like this. Let's talk about Zhang Da.Zhang Da found that the director seemed to treat him worse than before, and when talking to him, he just dealt with it politely, and was not interested in talking to him at all.He also couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.But recently he discovered another good thing. There are hundreds of steles piled up in the warehouse of the cemetery. Zhang Da's usual job is to receive the receipt issued by the accountant, take the stele out of the warehouse with the receipt, and then fill out the warehouse release form.In fact, in this process, there are many loopholes to exploit.First of all, the inventory of the truckloads of steles pulled from those stone factories in the south is very general, and some stones with stone flowers and slag are directly treated as defective products, regardless of the number.What's more, the stele after leaving the warehouse does not correspond to the location of the tomb sold by the cemetery at all, which is a mess.When a user buys a tomb, the three fees for buying a stele, buying a tomb, and engraving a stele are calculated separately.If the errands meet their acquaintances to buy tombs, they can also charge the so-called cost price, or give them the monuments that have been applied for scrapping, which can save a lot of money.If the stele can be secretly transported out of the warehouse and sold, one stele can be sold for at least seven or eight hundred yuan, and more can be sold for several thousand yuan. This is a great opportunity to make a fortune. As a warehouse manager, Zhang Da is the only person in this process chain who can do things.He had noticed this situation for a while, but he never dared to do it.It wasn't until recently that he discovered that the statistics on tombstones were really confusing. He originally wanted to do this with Accountant Xu, but after thinking about it, he only needed to secretly move one or two gravestones out of the warehouse when no one was around. Put a tablet in the place where we often work, and then we only need to secretly collect money from customers and we're done.This is done without anyone noticing, so why share Xu accountant again.Besides, accountant Xu's family is quite rich, and he still wants to climb up the ladder. Maybe he doesn't want such a small amount of money.Today is Zhang Da's day of action. He wanted to move out two steles after everyone left, but he didn't expect that he was shocked by the old Wangtou when he failed to steal the stele. Now that it's all here, there's nothing to hide.Besides, Old Wangtou is not easy to deal with, a few bottles of good wine can get rid of everything.Zhang Da called Lao Wangtou back to his office and started his evil plan. Outside the cemetery hut, a few strange birdsong faintly pierced the sky. I went home early today and went to the factory's bathtub to take a shower. On the way back, my hair was frozen and stiff again.It's kind of cool to imagine this is what I'm going to look like with hairspray.I bought another popsicle on the way. Eating popsicles after taking a shower is a great enjoyment in life. When I got home, my parents hadn't come back yet, maybe I went to the neighbor's house to play mahjong again.Turned on the TV and took a look.Suddenly feeling anxious, I grabbed two newspapers and ran into the bathroom. I have a problem with myself. I can't go to the toilet without reading some books and newspapers.After sitting down, I found out that this is a newspaper from a few months ago. It's really frustrating. Alas, just read the old news as news. The supplement of "Border Town News" is very popular, and there are many recent news and criminal cases on it.I flipped through it casually, and saw an ordinary headline: "Two-vehicle collision caused the vehicle to escape, the taxi driver and female passenger were both killed", and looked down: News from our newspaper: On the 18th of this month, a Xiali taxi collided with an oncoming Crown car when it was driving to the entrance of Chaoyang Village.The Crown suffered only minor bruises, while the Xiali crashed into a power pole by the side of the road after making a sharp turn.Zheng Xinyuan, the driver of Yinguan Taxi Company, and Xie, a female passenger, both died on the spot.The crown car that caused the accident escaped.According to eyewitness villager Li, the Crown car is black and has a black A (Harbin City) license plate.The police have been involved in the investigation of the case, anyone with information please contact the Criminal Police Brigade of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Zheng Xinyuan?I was shocked.Isn't this the Zheng Xinyuan who was looking for someone in the cemetery on a rainy night that the old Wangtou said?It turned out that he was the driver and was killed by others.I said why is it haunted, it turned out that he died so badly, and the murderer was not caught.Alas, it is true that people have misfortunes and blessings, who knows how they will reach the end of life.But it's not bad, the family can at least buy him a cemetery and bury him in peace.The green mountains and green waters in the cemetery would be a good destination, much better than those lonely ghosts.When I have a chance, I will burn some paper money for him as well. Just thinking about these things, I suddenly saw a figure flashing past the door of the bathroom, and there was the sound of pouring water outside.It must be that Mom and Dad are back.They ended the mahjong game early enough today, and finally they don't have to go hungry.After flushing the water and putting on my pants, I went back to the living room and found a thermos and half a glass of water on the table in the living room. "Dad, what are you having for dinner?" No one answered.It must be that Dad bought the vegetables and went straight into the kitchen when he came back. I quickly opened the kitchen door, trying to scare Dad. It turned out to be a big surprise for me, and there was no one in the kitchen at all. No, someone must have entered my house just now.And the glass of water on the table, who poured it?Did it fall when the parents were leaving, or was it the black shadow just now?I searched carefully in my memory, but I couldn't remember whether there was such a glass of water on the table when I entered the door.But I can see that black shadow clearly, how can I explain it? Too many strange things have happened recently.I looked in the mirror at the Jade Guanyin hanging around my neck, and thought to myself, wouldn't even he be able to stop those ghosts?While thinking about it, the door was opened and Dad walked in. "Dad is back. You didn't come in just now, did you?" I asked not sure, fearing to scare Dad. "Of course not, I just came up from downstairs. What's the matter?" Dad seemed thirsty, so he picked up the cup on the table and drank it down. "Ah! Nothing, nothing." I was worried for my father.That glass of water...wouldn't be a problem... My worry is superfluous, Dad is still alive and well. I looked inside and out again, and there was no sign of anyone except Dad.Our house is on the sixth floor, so it's not easy for someone to come in and disappear without a sound.I really don't want to mention the word "ghost" again, and I dare not imagine that ghosts may follow my house.If there is a ghost visiting in broad daylight, what purpose does it serve?I'm too unlucky to bump into ghosts in broad daylight. The cemetery ushered in a new guest today, and Brother Meng brought Yu Jingjing here.When Brother Meng introduced everyone, Jingjing shook hands with everyone.While the director said welcome, he refused to let go of his hand for a long time. It wasn't until Jingjing took his hand away that he realized his gaffe.Jingjing drove every man in the cemetery crazy, and her eyes kept following her position.Zhang Da smoked heavily, as if he wanted to swallow this beauty directly.Even the old Wangtou was full of spring breeze. When he saw her, he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, baring his yellow buck teeth.It seems that I have always underestimated him. The appreciation level of rural old men is no less than that of us young people.Brother Meng said that Jingjing was curious and wanted to see what the cemetery looked like, but I thought it must be Brother Meng who wanted to show off in front of everyone.Accountant Xu was the only one in a depressed mood. It was obviously difficult for him to compete with this little beauty in any way, and he was sulking alone. Meng Ge was chittering and flying stone chips flying around while engraving the stele. Jingjing was not interested at all, and she was afraid that the stone chips would splash on her clothes and dodged far away.I pretended not to care much about her, and wrote the stele by myself with a brush dipped in ink.Today I wrote very seriously, and the speed of using the pen was twice as slow as usual.This really attracted her, and she stood next to me and looked at it seriously.Although I didn't look up, I was very proud of myself.She took out a small notebook, compared my handwriting with a pen, and practiced methodically. I raised my head and looked at the words in her pen, although they were crooked and somewhat similar, so I boasted: "You are a very smart student." She was very happy, and said to me with a smile: "Then you Admit that you accepted me as a disciple? Haha, don’t play tricks.” I smiled and was noncommittal, but my heart was sweeter than eating honey.He took down a dozen newspapers from the shelf and said to her, "There is a writing brush on the side, you can practice with newspapers, it feels better." Jingjing took the newspaper and found that it was brand new. She lifted her nose and smelled the scent of ink on it, and asked me, "Master Taozi, is this newspaper useless? It seems to be new." Come and see, it turned out to be the "Border Town News" of the day.I stuck out my tongue, it was so dangerous, the director would buy a copy of "Border Town News" on the side of the road every day before going up the mountain.I hurriedly whispered: "Don't use this one, use those." Jingjing stared at me with a pair of shocking big eyes, and I was almost stunned.Brother Meng was suffocating, seeing that I almost destroyed the director's newspaper, he gloated and laughed at the side.I ignored him and watched Jingjing learn to write with a brush. She was tracing the words "Border Town" on the headline of the newspaper, watching her tracing those two words, I suddenly felt a chill from head to toe, as if something was wrong.What is wrong with making me feel this way?No matter how I think about it, I can't remember it.When she drew the word "city", my eyes lit up and I understood.This this…… Terrible, terrible.Is it really a hint? ! I remembered something was wrong—our family never subscribed to the Frontier Town Newsletter. "Border Town News" is more focused on entertainment, and there is a special page on the legal system, and it likes to report various cases.My parents don't like this type of newspaper very much. They only subscribe to "Broadcast and Television Newspaper" and "Senior Newspaper". I usually read "Border Town Newspaper" and go to the director to pick it up after I finish working in the cemetery.Although I did a lot of illustrations for the Border Town Paper, there was no paper like that in my house.Where did the "Border Town News" I saw that day come from?Can it be understood that a mysterious "person" came to my house, deliberately put the newspaper within my reach for me to read the content, poured me a glass of warm water, and finally came out through the wall? Is such a person still human? I dare not think about it anymore.Could it be that Zheng Xinyuan wanted me to read this newspaper?Why does he want me to read this newspaper?Want me to know his life experience?But what does this have to do with me? Yu Jingjing put her chin in her hands, looked at me with that cute expression, and said with a smile: "Master Taozi, what's on your mind?" I withdrew my thoughts in a panic, "Well, it's nothing." Brother Meng was a little pissed off. He had a good idea at first, so he picked up a top-quality horse and showed it off, but he didn't expect me, a stunned young man, to steal the limelight.He wanted to find a reason to dismiss me, so he shouted loudly: "Taozi, come and carry the stele." I agreed, but with great reluctance in my heart.Together with Brother Meng, I moved the granite stele that I just carved to the wall and stood it up. Hey, why are there two more white Qingtian stone steles beside the wall?I remember that these two monuments were not included in the delivery list.Brother Meng also found it strange, but he didn't say much. He just exchanged a glance with me, and everyone knew what was going on.Needless to say, these two pieces are for acquaintances. The pager rang, and the phone number came from that mysterious Xiaojing.She finally reappeared. I restarted the phone, she asked me where I was, I said I was in the cemetery, and she asked me to come out sometime.I readily accepted the appointment, and I guess there should be no problems in broad daylight. I just had a lot of questions waiting to ask her, so we made an appointment to meet at the Children's Park the next afternoon. Yu Jingjing watched me hang up the phone and gave me a weird smile.Of course I pretended to be confused, and explained to her: "A buddy, invite me to have a drink tomorrow." But I was thinking in my heart, how wonderful it would be if I could date Jingjing. Brother Meng never smoked, but engraving a stele is definitely a heavy physical activity, and even a good body may not be able to bear the strength sometimes.When engraving a stele, the knife turns with the brush, and the person walks with the knife, and the whole body has to work hard. Not only the hands and eyes are tired, but the waist is even more tired.Brother Meng chose to relax by going outside the door to take a breath, sometimes shouting to the sky.We often call him "Bird Chaser", because when he shouts, the birds all over the mountains and fields will be startled by him.Today was no exception. He put down his tools and went out to breathe, and yelled at the mountains a few times.But this time not only Jingjing did not come out with him, even the bird disappeared.He sighed, and found that Old Wangtou was smoking a cigarette beside the stone lion, so he went over to chat a few words. "Master Wang, have you seen those two monuments in the corner? Who is the director taking care of?" Meng Ge opened the conversation casually. The old Wang's face changed a little, but he returned to normal in a blink of an eye, "Oh, I don't understand the matter between the officials." "Oh, don't be that kind of job that doesn't cost money. Tao Zi and I are afraid of this. They gave us favors, and we still have to sell our strength. Or I'll ask the director later." The old Wangtou looked flustered, "No, no, you must not ask the director." "Why?" Brother Meng was a little confused now. The director had personally approved the monuments that did not go out of the warehouse. "These two monuments were made by Zhang Da. The director doesn't know, and he can't let the director know." Old Wang had a troubled expression on his face. "Why, Zhang Da can't steal the stele, then I have to report to the director." Brother Meng usually looks down on Zhang Da.Don't blame Brother Meng, Zhang Dana doesn't take us temporary workers seriously except for the director and the accountant. Old Wangtou was so nervous that he lost his sentence, "I can't tell the director, you, you don't know, Zhang Da is not human." "Ah! What shameful things did he do?" Brother Meng was also at a loss. "No, he, he is a ghost." When Old Wang said these words, he was shaking like chaff.