Chapter 15 Chapter 15 The Back Door of the Cemetery

However, there is no shadow of Jingjing. Maybe it was just an illusion just now.I miss her so much.I don't know what will happen if I really lose her, maybe I will go crazy like Zhang Shuqing.I don't want to talk about other things that night, and I was taken to the Public Security Bureau to record my statement until midnight.Now I'm used to this, and I'm almost familiar with the way of taking statements in the police station, and I don't feel any nervousness anymore. It is said that they also investigated Zhang Shuqing, and I don't want to have anything to do with this woman anymore.Recalling the past, I felt numb all over my body. I had been in contact with a mental patient all the time.However, I know everything about her, Zheng Xinyuan and Xie Mengmeng very clearly, and now I just need to connect them with other things to find out what all this happened for.

My eyes reappeared the person hunting in the rainy night that Lao Wangtou met last year, and the woman's footprints in the snow that Mr. Guan saw.Those are the first two strange things to appear. Does this mean that there are two protagonists in this story?A man, a woman.The man is Zheng Xinyuan, and the woman, I guess, is that Xie Mengmeng.A little girl from the health school fell in love with Zheng Xinyuan, but she didn't know that he had a family, and finally died together with him in a daze.There was a lot of grievance in the first place, so it's not surprising that a ghost who died unjustly came out to make troubles.But what these two things herald and what kind of message they are conveying to us, I am still puzzled.

I suddenly thought of a person, and it seemed that I could only ask him about everything.That person is Director Sun's father, Mr. Sun. When I called Director Sun and said that I was going to see his father, he was taken aback for a moment.Then I learned that after returning from the cemetery, Mr. Sun has been in poor health. He visited several hospitals and took a lot of medicine, but there was no major improvement. Mr. Sun lived in a yard on the side of Radio Station Road, and there was an interesting place named Liudonglou, probably because there were six decent buildings built in this place before, so it got its name.But when I actually came, I found that the only three buildings here were in disrepair for a long time, and they had long lost their luster.But the bungalows here have become a great spectacle.Looking from a distance, it is densely packed with mountains, and every household has a strange-shaped outdoor TV antenna.So many antennas are criss-crossed together, like a deserted tomb, full of the breath of death.Turning left and turning right, entering the bungalow area is like entering the Bagua array, and it took a lot of effort to find his small courtyard.I knocked on the door of Mr. Sun's house, and an old lady came out to open the door. Needless to say, this was Director Sun's mother, and she welcomed me into the house.

At this time, Mr. Sun was leaning on the bed and reading a book. When he saw me coming, he struggled to get up and greet me. I quickly put the fruit I brought aside and held him down: "Mr. Sun, don't get up, don't get up." As he sat down again, he smiled and said, "Hehe, I'm getting older, and my body is a bit useless." "How old are you? If you compare with the heads of state, you are definitely middle-aged." "You kid, you really know how to make my old man happy with sweet words. You don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything, so just tell me what you have to say."

This old man is not very human, he can penetrate people's inner world at once. "Then let's cut to the chase. My girlfriend is missing." "Oh, you want me to help you find out how she is now? Where is she?" "Yes, and I experienced a lot of strange things a while ago, I want to tell you about it and see what you have to say." "It's not a good opinion, but it's okay to listen to it." Mr. Sun was always cheerful, and he was still so amiable. I told him all the things I encountered before, from the search for people on a rainy night to the deaths of Bald Man and Scarface the day before yesterday, all in one go.

He furrowed his brows tightly and muttered to himself: "There is no conflict between two people who are usually together, but they assassinate each other. The only possibility is that they are bewitched by evil spirits, have hallucinations, and see each other as some kind of evil ghost or beast. Could it be? Those things from the cemetery came out again?" "Those things? What are they?" I was terrified when I heard that. "Well, it's just some unclean things. But I've already covered the cemetery with charms, so there's no reason for them to run out?"

"Ah!" I suddenly remembered Zhang Da asking me the word "".Only I forgot to tell Mr. Sun about this matter, so I hurriedly told him. "What? He took off the one on the cypress tree?" Teacher Sun turned pale with shock. "Why, what is going on? Can you tell me?" I was confused. "Oh, that's right. Some time ago, I heard that strange things happened frequently in the cemetery. Director Sun wanted me to go over there to see Fengshui and make it more peaceful. After careful inspection, I found a small problem in the design of the cemetery. , the most important one is the back door. The back door of the cemetery opens in the northeast direction, which is the "Gen position" in the Houtian Bagua system, which can also be called the "ghost gate". The entrance of the two worlds, opening the door here will inevitably lead to the entry and exit of spirits and evil spirits. The location of the big cypress tree on the top of the cemetery is very important. Its relative orientation is in the northwest. At the focal point, the five elements belong to metal, which is the most taboo energy point for ghosts and monsters. The big tree belongs to wood, and gold overcomes wood, which consumes energy, and because of the tall trees, it is seriously vented here. If ghosts pass by here, they can pass through the cemetery unimpeded."

I was confused, but I understood the gist of it. Mr. Sun went on to say: "When I rearranged the feng shui bureau in the cemetery, I added a charm to this tree. With this charm, it can suppress evil and keep everyone safe. Alas, unfortunately, by mistake, it was removed again." Does Mr. Sun already know who is making trouble? Mr. Sun said: "People who die unexpectedly refuse to leave, and all the disasters in the world are caused by resentment. I can't do anything about it." Mr. Sun shook his head, and I found that his ruddy complexion was gone, replaced by an unhealthy pale.

"Can you tell me the truth of the matter?" I care too much about this question. "As the saying goes, secrets must not be leaked. I really have no way to tell you anything, otherwise I must be the one who will be punished. The whole story lies in the 'enlightenment'. If you have time to carefully recall what I said, maybe you will understand All the reasons are inside, whether it can be broken or not depends on your good fortune." I thought to myself: "It's not good for my old man to be too knowledgeable. He just chews on words and says things that don't hurt or itch. You didn't say anything. Let me remember."

When I tried to ask again, I found that he had closed his eyes and rested, presumably because he didn't want to answer my question again. "Mr. Sun, I know there are some things you don't want to say, and I won't force you. I'll just ask one more thing. Can you tell me where my girlfriend Jingjing is now? How can I find her?" Mr. Sun pondered for a while: "It is still uncertain whether she is lucky or not, but I can assure you of one thing—she is not dead." "Yeah!" With Mr. Sun's words, I feel more at ease. "How do you know? Could it be that you can know five hundred years at the top and five hundred years at the bottom?" I didn't believe in these feng shui divinations before, but Mr. Sun really impressed me.

"Oh, I don't have the ability of "Tui Bei Tu". I just love and study it. Just now I used the method of creating a hexagram for your girlfriend, and the original hexagram and the changed hexagram are both fiftieth. One hexagram shakes as thunder. This hexagram image is composed of two upper and lower hexagrams, and it looks like a turbulent phase. However, heavy thunder is sent in the direction, and the sound spreads thousands of miles. There is no danger, and it also has the meaning of change. So from Judging from the hexagram, the girl you mentioned should be fine. But it may still be in crisis, but so far the reason is unknown, and I don't have any good solution." "That sounds mysterious. Is it so magical?" I remember that when I was studying history, I often saw this name in the classics of various dynasties, and it often appeared as the first scriptures of various dynasties.However, those ancient classics are all obscure and difficult to understand. It seems that let alone comprehend the grand purpose, they even have problems passing the language barrier. Teacher Sun smiled: "This is too profound. It is the source of the splendid civilization of the Chinese nation. It studies the principles of the universe, society, the external environment, and the essence of human beings. It is basically all-encompassing. However, what I understand It’s just pediatrics such as four pillars, six lines, and plum blossoms, and it’s still not good enough.” I heard that I was amazed that an expert like Mr. Sun said that he hadn’t started, so isn’t this thing extremely powerful? . "Taozi, the reason why I tell you this is to tell you that there are some things that I can only touch on. As the saying goes: 'You need someone to tie the bell'. '. That is to say, the development of things has its own laws, that is, the way of heaven, which cannot be changed by ordinary people. If you want to deliberately violate the laws of nature, you will always pay a price for it." I somewhat understood the meaning of Mr. Sun's words. Many things can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.What a person expresses with his mouth is the most superficial layer of things, but the combination of body, movement, behavior, etc. can release a person's true meaning.Although he didn't go on, I think I have guessed his difficulties. The phrase "the secret must not be revealed" may be understood as a classic line in the movie "Infernal Affairs" many years later: "If you come out to mess around, you must pay it back." I couldn't bother him any more, so I had to take my leave.Before leaving, he gave me another piece of yellow paper with the word "" written on it, and told me to stick it on the cypress tree at noon. At the end of June 1996, the midsummer was ushered in.The weather in Northeast China is very interesting. The four seasons are very distinct. It is extremely cold in winter and extremely hot in summer.In this kind of weather, the management office of the cemetery is no different from an oven in the desert, and the people working here can't wait to stick out their tongues to cool down.I work listlessly.Meng Ge was shirtless and knocked on the stone tablet in front of him. Stone chips kept splashing on his body and mixed with sweat, forming a unique mudslide landscape. The cemetery transferred another accountant Shi, a middle-aged man wearing glasses, about 1.6 meters tall, with a mustache, and spoke a southern dialect that we half understood.Everyone wanted to know about his origin secretly, so that he was assigned here, and he didn't know which senior official's family, friend or classmate.But there has been no reliable news.Without knowing where he came from, no one dared to offend him, even Zhang Da respected him. Accountant Xu's case was finally closed, and Zhang Da got rid of everyone's doubts about him.No matter what happened that night, it is a fact that Accountant Xu was frightened to death, that is to say, the so-called suspect did not do anything to her, but died suddenly because of her own reasons.Strictly speaking, there is no so-called murderer.In this matter, I have been very guilty.I suspect that perhaps my drunken appearance in the pine forest caught her off guard that day, which caused her sudden death.But I really dare not say this, after all, the three words "murderer" are not something I can bear.Perhaps there was a more vicious eye lurking behind all this. Jingjing Yihuang has been missing for more than a month, and there is no clue for me to find her.I thought that time could dilute everything, but it turned out to be the opposite. Not only did I miss her, but it also increased day by day.Whenever any scene involving her comes up, my heart aches. "Peach, peach." I was still replaying every scene of interacting with Jingjing in my mind, and I didn't even pay attention to Meng Ge's call. "Ok!" I suddenly realized that he was calling me. "Let me tell you something, I may have to resign after a while." Brother Meng said in a low voice. "Ah, why? Besides, we have always been good partners, what should I do if you leave?" I really felt that something happened suddenly. "Actually, it's not that I want to leave, it's that I don't think I can stay here for long." "why?" "Think about it, how much money do I make a month?" Brother Meng asked me. "This..." I really haven't calculated it carefully, but thinking about it carefully, his income is quite considerable.To calculate an account, no matter how many words I write on a stele, the reward is 30 yuan, while he engraves the stele according to the word, five yuan for large characters and three yuan for small characters.Generally, there are eleven big characters on the Yang of the stele: "Xian concubine Kao ×××, the tomb of ×××".There are too many small characters, what is the origin of ××× village ××× county ××× province, born on ×× year ×× month ×× day, and died on ×× year ×× month ×× day.One monument can often earn one hundred to two hundred yuan.Calculated on the basis of one hundred yuan, at my peak I could write sixty yuan a month and earn one thousand and eighty yuan, so wouldn't he be able to earn six to seven thousand yuan? !Such a salary was an astronomical figure in Jixi at that time! "You can charge four to five thousand a month." I didn't dare to say too much, so I reported a conservative figure to him. "Well, sometimes the number is more than this. Because of this, many people have been peeping at this position for a long time. They wish they could get their relatives in and replace me. I heard that there are still people who haven't learned it yet. I practice at home every day. I’ve been ‘sharpening my sword’. I originally wanted to spend some money and walk up and down, but I always hit a wall when I can’t find a way. It seems that I have to leave a way out for myself.” "Ah!" Maybe I'm still too naive, I never knew what Brother Meng said, and I didn't even think about it. "Did you know, Tao Zi, that you will not be able to keep your job in the long run. I heard that now some cemeteries in large and medium-sized cities do not need to manually engrave steles. You only need to enter the names of birth and death into the computer, and simply make a layout. For a while, what kind of font you want, what kind of font you want, it is much more neat than what we wrote." "Really? So advanced." I seemed to be listening to the Arabian Nights. "There are a lot of people buying monuments in the cemetery this year. I have saved some money. I plan to rent a small shop in the city when my status is not guaranteed. There are still some people who choose to buy monuments by themselves. For those who erect monuments in the mountains, it is estimated that it is not a problem to support their families." "Then I'll help you then." I answered. "Well, let's talk about it when the time comes." Brother Meng's answer was a little indifferent, which made me feel that my hot face was stuck on his cold ass. Brother Meng's attitude towards me is really different from before.Although I can't say exactly why it's different, but I don't feel as close as before, a little hot and cold.I think I still have a grudge because of Jingjing's matter, and I believe it will get better as time goes by. Teacher Guan became taciturn, and he rarely saw that kind smile on his face, and it would disappear quickly once it appeared once in a while.Not only did he stop drinking, but he didn't even like to go home.There are rumors that since the death of his son, there have been constant disputes in his family.Recently, I must have had an awkward fight with my wife, and he often takes the place of Lao Wangtou when he is on duty.This made old Wang very happy. There are such good things in the world, and it is not wrong to pay without working wages. I really hope that Mr. Guan's family will never reconcile.This kid Zhang Da got worse. Not only did he get a dubious woman to bring him home to live with him, but he also continued to flirt with women.Now that there is an extra yaksha in the house, watch closely, and if there are women, there is no place to take them.He tried several times to bring the woman to the cemetery, but Mr. Guan was always on duty, so he couldn't succeed every time.Today should be a good opportunity. Mr. Guan has finally returned home, and Lao Wangtou is on duty.The director went to the city to hold a party member education meeting, Accountant Shi asked for leave, and there were only two more people in the cemetery, me and Brother Meng, who were in the way. Zhang Da came to our side in three steps.Brother Meng was wiping the stone dust off his body with a towel. He had finished all the work for the day.I traced the last two large characters with black paint. "Today's work is over very quickly, and it's done at noon?" Zhang Da smiled at us. I know what he said is an order to drive away guests, so I don't bother to talk nonsense with him.After all, Brother Meng was calmer than me, so he smiled and said, "We'll finish the job right away, we can get off work." Zhang Da showed joy, and swayed back to the office step by step. Twenty minutes later, Brother Meng and I left the cemetery. Twenty-five minutes later, a Xiali drove up to the cemetery. The door opened, and there were two beautifully dressed women.It was such a hot day, and the two of them were dressed very coolly. Looking from the back, they looked like they were not wearing any clothes.Zhang Da actually called the two ladies. Old Wang's eyes widened, he didn't know what to say.Zhang Da smiled: "Master Wang, if you like it, I'll give you one." "No, no." Old Wangtou was too scared to speak. Zhang Da hugged left and right, and led the two women into the office. The door of the office was kicked shut by Zhang Da, and the two women were pushed down on the sofa as soon as they entered the room. In the house, swallows dance and warblers sing, and the spring is endless. On the inside of the door of the office, someone wrote four sentences with an oil pen: "Zhan Zhan Qingtian can't be bullied, you can see it before you think about it. Good and evil will eventually be rewarded in the end, just fight for the early and the late." The sound from the office was unbearable.The two women entangled Zhang Da with all their strengths.While enjoying the wonderful experience of warming the fragrance into his arms, Zhang Da pondered: It seems that money is a good thing, with money, even sex becomes a kind of service. Old Wangtou has lived in the countryside for most of his life, so he has never seen this formation before.He kept pricking up his ears to listen to the voice inside, and his mouth was dry, so he made himself a pot of strong tea, poured a cup and drank it all in one gulp. The old-fashioned wall clock on the door struck twice, and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.The room entered the topic, and the voice became louder and louder. Squeak, the door of the management office was opened, and a person walked in. Old Wangtou didn't have time to react, the cup fell to the ground and shattered.Looking closely at the person, old Wang's cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he turned out to be the director. "You, didn't you go to the city for a meeting?" Old Wang's voice trembled. "What's the matter, you don't welcome me back? Hehe." The director joked.But he soon noticed the strange expression on the old king's head. The two were stunned for a moment, and the director heard the sound of sprinting coming from the room. The director directly pushed open the door of the office.The latch on the door to the office was broken and the door wouldn't lock at all. The movement of sprinting was fixed, and everyone including the director was stunned on the spot like a wooden sculpture made of clay.Time froze for three seconds at this moment. "Zhang Da, come see me later." The director turned around and slammed the door out. Zhang Da secretly cursed bad luck, and went down to get dressed.He really didn't have the mood to do any more sprints.The faces of the two women became faster than the sky in June, and they couldn't stop complaining: "What's the matter..." Zhang Da was already upset, and hearing those two women's scolding was like adding fuel to the fire, he shouted: "Enough! Get out!" The two women saw Zhang Da's blue veins on his forehead exposed, his brows upside down, and his eyes like lightning, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound anymore, and went down to the ground to get dressed as quickly as possible. The director frowned, watching Zhang Da send the two women away, and returned to his office without saying a word. "Tell me, how do you explain this?" Zhang Da smiled apologetically, "Hehe, Director, it's human nature." "Normal? Nonsense! What kind of behavior are you doing? You are too courageous. What if someone comes to visit the cemetery? How can we explain to the higher authorities? How will you explain it to the higher-ups if the director comes down to inspect it in the middle of the afternoon? Not to mention you, even my black hat has to be taken off. You are breaking the law, do you understand?" The director has never been so angry, but this time Zhang Da did too much. Zhang Da stood aside with his head drooping like a deflated ball. He didn't expect the director to come back suddenly.After the meeting, the director would go home logically, and there must be something important to return to the cemetery.Seeing this formation, the old Wang was afraid of hurting himself, so he didn't know where to hide. "Director, I know I was wrong, can I correct it next time?" "Correction? How many times have you done it? If you're not looking for this one, you're looking for that one. Zhang Da, you're a big boy, can you save me some trouble, don't you have a woman at home? One is enough, and you still go out and flirt..." The more the director talked, the more angry he became, and he didn't mean to stop at all. "Okay, stop talking. Didn't I say I was wrong?" Zhang Da's voice was deep, but not as flustered as before, and there was a sense of shock in his voice. "Don't be unconvinced, I should have educated you well..." The director still insisted on scolding him. Zhang Da jumped up against the crime: "Old Sui, I have endured you for a long time, don't give a damn toast and refuse to eat fine wine!" The director was frightened enough by his voice, but then he reacted: "What's wrong with you, are you still smart?" Zhang Da sneered twice: "Hmph, we know each other well, no one needs to say anything. You say I play with women, but I don't have the taste of your chief executive. If I die, I'm just playing with second-hand goods. You Well, is it earlier than Accountant Xu's husband?" He poked the director's sore spot all at once, and the director was like an eggplant beaten by frost, most of his vigor just now was gone.Zhang Da took advantage of the victory to chase after him: "I sold your face and recognized you as my elder brother and the director. How did I treat you before? It's not too bad. Every day I flatter you with directors one by one. Shake it off, it's interesting enough. You are good, you are playing dirty with my brother and me behind your back, you asked your cousin Lan Lan to seduce me, and you also cooperated with the criminal police team to investigate me behind the scenes. I have been holding back all this in my heart. You're still in good spirits, aren't you? Believe it or not, I'll find someone to destroy you!" Although the director has always held a grudge against Zhang Da, he was afraid of ruining his job, and he didn't expect that this kid knew so much about his situation, he could only be soft if he couldn't be hard. "Brother, I know that you are kind to me. I lost my temper just now for no other reason. Didn't I say it? The superiors found out about this, and we all have to go around. I didn't hold back for a while. Stop the fire, don't worry about it. As for investigating your matter, it's the criminal police team's intention, and I can't help it. But it's all over now, isn't it all over?" "Hehe, if you say that, I won't say anything. I'll still treat you as my big brother. I, Zhang Da, just eat the soft and not the hard." Get off the donkey.After all, he is the director, so he can't say anything. "Okay, just let the misunderstanding go away. I'll find a place to buy you a few drinks tonight." The director also acted accordingly. "Okay, thank you, brother. Just pretend you didn't see what happened just now, okay?" The director showed a look of embarrassment: "The old king?" "Hehe, my own, I have already taken care of it." Zhang Da showed a smug expression, "By the way, Director, didn't you go to the city for a meeting today? Why did you come back suddenly?" "Oh, I'm going to write a report to the higher-ups. The copy is left here. I'm going to take it home and correct it today." The director lied casually, and Zhang Da believed it from the expression on his face.Originally, Brother Meng called him to report Zhang Da.After all, sooner or later, Zhang Da will have an accident and leave the cemetery, but he can't betray Xiaomeng because of him.