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216 I became the night foreman 24
Paper figurines are too unlucky, and there is no car willing to carry them. Li Yu thought about finding a shared bicycle before starting when it was getting late.
He cheekily returned to the living room, licked his mouth a few times, "grandmother, can I stay with you for a while, can I leave at night, I can help you cook, I will buy what you like."
The old lady raised her gray eye and glanced at him, "As you wish."
With permission to stay, Li Yu rolled up his sleeves and started to help the old lady clean up.
He moved quickly, and after an hour and a half, the whole house was clean and transparent from the inside out, especially the windows, which were so bright that they could reveal the silhouettes of people.
The old lady was still satisfied, her lips hooked, and she beckoned to the young man who was wiping sweat, "Come here and rest for a while."
Li Yu sat beside her, holding her cheeks to look at the paper flowers with flexible fingers, white, yellow, and pink, each of which was the size of a palm, and then tied it to a small bamboo stick.
The old lady put the paper flowers into the bag, carried them to the wreath skeleton that had been tied with straw, took out one by one, and inserted it on the straw.
Making wreaths is a meticulous job, Li Yu didn't dare to help blindly, but just stretched out his hand to stack the sheets of colored paper neatly by color.
The old lady came out with an empty bag and sat down staggeringly, "If you have anything to ask, ask quickly."
Li Yu, "You see it."
The old lady snorted coldly, "You've been sitting here for a long time, and your eyes are erratic. My old lady is only blind in one eye, not completely blind."
"Grandma, I just want to ask, apart from ghosts, is there anything more powerful than ghosts in the world?"
The old lady picked up the floral paper and smiled, "Of course there is."
Li Yu suddenly came to the spirit, "What is it?"
"Yin qi and evil qi, without these two, ghosts are ordinary souls. If they don't reincarnate, they will disperse in seven, seven and forty-nine days."
Li Yu didn't know anything about this and asked, "What are yin and evil spirits?"
"Yin and Yang, the five elements, are opposites and complement each other. This can also be derived from all things, including people and feng shui. When it falls on people, if the yang qi is strong, the spirit is full, the body is healthy, the character is cheerful, and it is not easy to suffer bad luck; Weak and easy to get sick, dreamy at night, easy to provoke unclean things."
In the second half of the sentence, the old lady squinted at the young man.
Li Yu's heart tightened, and he wondered if it was revealed that he was not himself again?
Fortunately, the old lady's eyes did not stop, and continued to explain, "Feng Shui, the Yangdi is the place with strong yang, which will make people feel happy and cheerful; on the contrary, the place with strong yin will make people feel happy and cheerful. People feel depressed, and if they stay for a long time, they will even be infected with evil diseases.”
Li Yu didn't expect the old lady to know so much, she was definitely a hermit master.
He hurriedly asked, "What about the evil spirit?"
"That's complicated. The resentment and anger after death, and the blood after killing people can all form evil." The old lady lowered her eyes and combed the petals of the newly folded paper flower, and sighed, "But ah, this evil. It sounds complicated, but it's not a big deal, if there is no yin to nourish the soul, those newly dead ghosts will disperse as soon as they are touched by the yang, and naturally there will be no resentment, and the evil will naturally not be generated."
Li Yu was thoughtful after listening, and asked after a while, "Can Yin Qi and Evil Qi become human?"
The old lady was stunned and shook her head, "I haven't heard of it, but there are all kinds of wonders in this world, who can say for sure."
Li Yu had a direction in his heart.
In the two cases in the community, aren't people turned into ghosts and killed the murderer?
Ghosts need yin to nourish, and their anger turns into evil, fueling their killing intent.
Therefore, the goal of the mission is not Yin Qi, but evil Qi.
Choose one from two, the success rate is only 50%, so don't do multiple-choice questions, and then check it out.
The old lady tied another red paper flower, tied it to a bamboo stick with a thin wire, and threw it into a plastic bag, "What are you asking about?"
"It's nothing." Li Yu stretched out his clothes and stood up, "What do you want to eat, I'm going to the vegetable market now."
The old lady was also welcome, "braised pig's trotters, braised pork, boiled cabbage, and loofah soup."
Li Yu, "..."
I didn't see that the old lady's appetite was so good.
He put both hands in his trouser pockets, sensed whether the bills were enough, and went out.
I went to the vegetable market and bought a lot of large and small bags. Except for dinner, all the other ingredients were put in the refrigerator to save the old lady from having to go out.
After dinner, the two of them were very full, and they sat on the sofa together watching TV and digesting food.
It is exactly 7:20 pm. The news has just started, and after a few domestic news, there is international news.
The raging fire engulfed the virgin forest of a continent, tens of thousands of animals and plants were persecuted, and the primitive tribes around the forest were also affected.
Looking at the thick black smoke, Li Yu frowned and suddenly remembered something.
In the fire five years ago, would Sheng Yiming be burned to death like A Xiang? The fire brought about by the explosion made all the people trapped in it despair.
But until the end, they didn't wait to be rescued, and all their lives were taken away by the fire.
The smell he had smelled on the vinegar ghost before, as well as the "back note" hidden under the perfume on Sheng Yiming's body, was actually the burnt smell produced by the burning of the house materials.
1551, "If he was a human from the beginning, what chance did he come back to?"
Li Yu opened his mouth and couldn't answer.
1551, "If he really died in the fire, why didn't he get a single wound."
Li Yu didn't know about other places, but he really didn't have it on his back. The skin was not even slightly better than his. The explosion caused by the gas should not be underestimated.
Li Yu was once again in a difficult situation.
The old lady looked at the young man strangely, and continued to be her own without saying a word.
Li Yu stayed at the old lady's house until eleven o'clock. After confirming that there was no activity outside, he left with the paper figure and found a shared bicycle on the street.
This bicycle should have been rescued from some selfish ghost. There is a seat welded on the rear tire, just right to stand the paper man on it.
Li Yu held the front of the car with one hand and grabbed the paper man's legs with the other, so as not to fall halfway through the ride.
The moon was dark and the wind was high. In the wilderness, except for the street lamps on both sides of the road, there were only two burning fires and two middle-aged strangers.
A stranger is guarding a fire by himself, holding a thick paper money in his hand, murmuring in his mouth, and burning the paper while chanting.
Hearing the movement, the two looked up one after another, and their eyes were also bloodshot.
Li Yu took a step back when he was seen by those two pairs of eyes, his heart was tight, and he had a bad feeling.
"1551, what day is it today, why are people burning paper outside after ordering this?"
Generally speaking, when meeting the deceased relatives on the day of sacrifice, they will go to the cemetery to worship, and if the distance is too far, they will find a crossroad. Of course, some people who are not very particular will set up a fire directly on the side of the road.
Like today, it's not good luck to meet the two all at once.
1551 said, "The day after tomorrow is the Ghost Festival on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, but according to this world, the gates of ghosts have been opened since the fourteenth and closed until the sixteenth."
In other words, in more than half an hour, the gate of hell will open.
Li Yu was silent for a while, and counted with his fingers how long he had seven, seven, forty-nine days left.
It is necessary to fight quickly, if the next swarm of ghosts rush out, he is afraid that he will not be able to escape.
But it was less than twelve o'clock, and he didn't dare to burn a few blindly, so he could only push the shared bicycle to the side of the road and park it, carry the paper and the paper money and ingots bought from the old lady before leaving, and put them on the ground. , hold the mobile phone and play Xiao Xiaole.
The cheerful music did not make the atmosphere better, but aroused the dissatisfaction of the two people in the distance.
The two stood up together and shouted at this side, saying that he was disrespectful to the deceased and must be turned off immediately.
Li Yu couldn't help it, so he turned off the background music to adjust his mood, and put his whole mind on the screen of his mobile phone.
I don't know why, but time passed very slowly. After playing two games, glanced at the time at the top of the screen, and it was only 11:23 minutes.
The two people who burned the paper stopped burning halfway, and each squatted on the curb and smoked.
Li Yu heard one of them on the phone, and the person on the other end should be blaming him for burning too early and his relatives not getting the money.
The man put out the cigarette butt impatiently, "Why are you so particular about it, can you just do it if you have your mind?"
As soon as he heard this, Li Yu knew that this person didn't believe in ghosts and gods that much, otherwise he would not have a casual attitude with the attitude of completing the task.
The other person was a lot weirder. He sat with his back to the direction of the road, facing the trees in the green belt by the roadside, muttering something.
Li Yu asked the system to amplify the sound, and the babbling sound was instantly amplified in his ears, "Dad, didn't you tell your dream that it was cold down there last night, I wrote the birthday characters on one of the pieces of paper, there's nothing wrong, You will definitely receive it. After you get the money, you should hurry to buy two thick clothes, and then the door of hell will open, and you will come to see us in new clothes..."
Li Yu, "..."
The old gentleman really helped him choose a good place.
The weather is hot in summer, and the nights are slightly cooler, especially in the hours from midnight to four or five in the morning.
Feeling a slight cool breeze, Li Yu shrank his shoulders and brought his legs together.
Behind them, several big trees were rustled by the wind, and even swayed a little, as if something had passed through them.
Li Yu cheered up, and stood up from the ground with his arms in his arms. He didn't even care about the paper man, and walked directly to a street lamp.
The light came down from above, clumping his shadow into a ball and sticking it to the edge of the shoe, but soon, the shadow mutated.
There seems to be a monster wrapped in his shadow, it is struggling, stretches out a sharp claw, scratches what is blocking it, and then drills out, getting bigger and bigger.
Li Yu felt that his feet were filled with lead again, and he couldn't move a bit.
The monster crawled out of the silhouetted shadow, like a cloud of flowing asphalt, black and emitting a pungent stench.
Li Yu was frightened, he found that the recent ghosts are really diverse, less and less image.
He opened his mouth to call for help, but no sound could be squeezed out of his throat, and even breathing became difficult, so he could only watch the thing gradually stand up from the ground and stretch out its black claws.
Strange things happened.
When the paw was about to touch the youth's body, a painful scream suddenly erupted, and he retreated several meters at once.
Li Yu was stunned for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he pressed his right shoulder with his backhand.
The place that Sheng Yiming had pressed suddenly started to hurt again. He frowned slightly, his fingers got into his collar, and he felt a deep tooth mark. There was no blood, but there were blood scabs.
After being bitten by the vinegar ghost, he actually confirmed it, and there was nothing on his shoulders.
The boss is worthy of being a boss, you can create a dog gnawing picture with one click.
Thinking like this in his heart, Li Yu was still very grateful, and at the same time silently admired that the goal this time was really just like what he said himself.
Just a residual breath can drive the ugly ghosts back.
As long as he is there, my mother no longer has to worry about me being afraid of ghosts.
The little episode gave Li Yu great courage, and he glanced in the direction of the shadow ghost.
It stared at itself eagerly, but did not dare to approach it rashly, but lay on the ground, waiting for an opportunity to move.
Li Yu disliked it's ugly appearance and didn't want to look at it more. He was about to lower his head and continue playing with his mobile phone. don't know if it was a coincidence or not when a call came in, it was a string of numbers.
He has played this string of numbers twice, and the 4444 at the end is very eye-catching. Few bosses use such an unlucky number.
Li Yu stared at the screen and narrowed his eyes. Why didn't he find out earlier that the target was not a human being? He had said so many times in the first few worlds, but he didn't have a long memory.
"Hello." He deliberately pretended not to know him, "Which one are you looking for?"
The breathing on the other end of the receiver was obviously heavier. After a long time, Sheng Yiming said, "Mr. Ding, it's me."
"Oh, it's Mr. Sheng." Li Yu suddenly realized, and turned to ask, "How does Mr. Sheng know my phone number?"
"Mr. Tang you asked." Sheng Yiming's voice was not really kind and gentle, and he gritted his teeth at the young man's alienating attitude, "Mr. Ding has something left with me."
Li Yu was stunned, "What?" He subconsciously touched his pocket.
Shit, dropped the key.
"The key." Sheng Yiming said with a sigh of relief, "It seems that Mr. Ding hasn't gone home, and he doesn't know yet."
Since knowing the identity of the target, Li Yu's trust value in him has returned to zero. He now suspects that the reason why he dropped the key is that the other party is playing tricks.
After all, that bunch of keys was in his trouser pocket, so it wasn't so easy to fall out.
Probably because he was silent for too long, the man said again, "Mr. Ding?"
Li Yu came back to his senses and said directly, "Yeah, I was delayed in the afternoon, I have been outside, and I haven't been able to go home yet."
"It's so late, what is Mr. Ding doing outside?" Sheng Yiming paused, "What's the trouble?"
Li Yu rolled his eyes and said in his heart, yes, yes, it's a big trouble, and I'm going to burn a paper man for a double-sided pie soon.
"I'm having some trouble."
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Is it convenient for Mr. Sheng? If it's convenient, I'll send you a coordinate." Li Yu looked down at his toes and sighed, "I'm quite scared now. If you have time, can you come and accompany me?"
After a few more words, the two sides hung up the phone together as if they had rehearsed beforehand.
1551 said worriedly, "Why did you invite him, not afraid of being mad and killing you?"
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of death." Li Yu teased, raising his eyes to look into the distance.
Like the community where Sheng Yiming lived, the road was foggy, rising in layers, and at the same time, there was an indescribable gloom.
He had a hunch that the fog would thicken as twelve o'clock got closer.
It reminded him of the chill he felt every time he bumped into a ghost, and the dim light that was somehow smudged.
Are those things the same as these mists?
So what exactly are these mists?
The old lady said that yang can make people feel warm, but yin is the opposite.
So these fogs that don't know where they come from, are yin qi, a tonic that allows the soul to walk in the world. His existence means to ghosts, just like oxygen in addition to human beings.
Seeing that the host didn't respond, 1551 asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Brother, I know what the target is." Li Yu said, "He is Yin Qi, but now I can't know the reason for him, and I don't know why he became Sheng Yiming."
1551, "Do you want to submit an answer?"
Li Yu thought about it and nodded, "Well, submit it."
He is confident in the answer.
This time the result came down very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, there was an extra screen in front of Li Yu's eyes.
[Target Secret] In that column, the little golden chrysanthemums were all lit up.
Halfway through the mission, Li Yu was happy and melancholy, melancholy that he knew nothing about the past of the mission goal.
1551 asked, "I know that when you called the target to come over, you actually wanted to observe and test in person. But now that the secret of the target has been solved, can you call him back?"
"No." The system was only half right, and the other half was that he was really scared and needed to hang up to give him courage.
The fog on the road was misty, and as time passed, it began to spread around.
Not only Li Yu, but even the two strangers who were waiting for the gate of hell to open began to feel empty and moved towards the youth.
Li Yu stood still, pretended to be calm, took out his phone again, and added Sheng Yiming's number to his contacts, but was reluctant to put down his phone.
After struggling for a few seconds, he turned his back and called Guanzhu.
The old man actually didn't sleep, he was very energetic listening to the voice, not sleepy.
Li Yu said straight to the point, "Sir, do you know that today is the thirteenth of July, and it will be the fourteenth of July in twenty-five minutes?"
The old man was sitting on the rocking chair watching the stars, biting the golden nanmu pipe in his mouth, and said frankly, "I know, I only let you go when I know it, in case your paper figurine can really appease him, he Wouldn't it be good to be able to leave directly from the gate of hell?"
What a shit, before the gate of hell was opened, Li Yu could already feel the ghostly shadows everywhere.
He squeezed the phone tightly and said, "Sir, I'm too scared to be alone. I called Mr. Sheng over to accompany me."
The spectator thought that his ears were out of order, and his voice was so loud that he split, "What?!"
Li Yu repeated it, and then he heard a squeak on the other end of the phone. The old man seemed to get up from his chair and was pacing back and forth impatiently.
"You said that Mr. has a special physique. As long as he is around, I will not be afraid."
The voice on the other end of the phone was so clear that it was almost naive. No, it was stupid. What troubled him the most was that Sheng Yiming agreed to the young man's request and accompanied him to burn paper figurines for himself.
Isn't this what's wrong?
The more the viewer thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. His pace became faster and faster. After pacing for a few laps, he suddenly stood still, "Ding Lian, let Sheng Yiming go back, don't let him come over."
Li Yu didn't seem to understand the worry in the other party's tone, and asked, "Why? Mr. Sheng, he will be here soon."
Guan Zhang opened his mouth, and finally shouted, "I'm afraid he will harm you, he is not a good thing."
When the voice fell, the other end of the phone was silent for a moment.
When the voice came again, the whole person froze, he raised the corner of his mouth embarrassingly, "Mr. Sheng."
Sheng Yiming's voice was fluttering, but the ice slag was cold, "The spectator said, why am I not a good thing."
Viewer, "..."
Li Yu, "..."
In fact, he was just like chatting with an expert, raising his courage, and asking something else by the way.
He stared at the back of the man's head sadly, and said to the system, "It's over, the spectator will definitely be warned, and it will be difficult to ask again."
1551 wondered, "Don't you already know the secret? What else do you want to ask?"
Li Yu's face flushed, and he said two words hesitantly.
system,"……"
It pretended to cough a few times, "It's the same thing to ask later. After all, it will take time to develop to that point."
"I don't think so." Li Yu said, "Do people and ghosts understand different ways? I'm afraid that I will be sucked into adulthood tonight."
1551, "Then you want to open up."
Li Yu, "..."
He had seen it long ago that even if the first brother had an emotional module installed, he was still someone with low emotional intelligence, and even comforting people was so stereotyped that he didn't care.
After talking for a while on the other end of the phone, Sheng Yiming finally said, "I will come to see you with Mr. Ding on Saturday."
The spectator was about to cry after hearing this, and forced a smile, "Okay, okay, warm welcome."
Sheng Yiming hung up the phone, put the phone in the young man's hand, and glanced at the two middle-aged men standing behind the young man.
He pursed his lower lip and swept towards the paper figure standing against the tree trunk, his eyes resting on its face, his tone inexplicably stained with pleasure, "Why didn't you draw facial features?"
Li Yu suddenly felt a little guilty, "Isn't this very good, after receiving it, you can knead the five senses at will."
Sheng Yiming took a deep look at the young man and smiled, "Good idea."
The two older brothers who escaped laughed and joked, "This idea is quite new. Next time, I will make a paper figurine for my father, and I will make it like this."
The other person also felt that it was feasible and echoed it.
The four stood silently on the side of the road for a few minutes, and then saw cars coming from four directions at the intersection one after another, also coming to burn paper.
Li Yu took a step back, raised his head slightly against the man's ear, and said, "It seems that the watcher said it well, this place is really a good place to pay homage to burning paper."
"These two roads are right." After Sheng Yiming finished speaking, he suddenly pressed the young man's right shoulder and stepped back, while clasping his fingers together calmly.
Li Yu clearly felt that the man's nails pierced the fabric and sank into his shoulders.
But when he turned his head to look, the fingers of those hands were slender, the nails were round, and they were as beautiful and white as plaster sculptures.
Looking back a little, there was nothing unusual on the shoulders, but it began to hurt slightly, sharp, as if something was drilling into it, and at the same time, an inexplicable coldness also rushed into the body.
Li Yu shuddered, and just as he was about to clasp his arms, a warm jacket was placed on top of him.
The coat was stained with the man's body temperature and the light sandalwood scent.
Li Yu turned his back, took a deep breath where the man could not see, closed his eyes and tasted, the faint smell of burnt wood penetrated into his nostrils.
The brain was out of control, and he began to wonder what happened to Sheng Yiming. Whether he became "Sheng Yiming" from the beginning, or was he possessed by a newly dead person like himself.
I remember Tang and Song said that Sheng Yiming once went abroad for treatment for a full year because of illness.
Could it be that the "Sheng Yiming" at that time was already dead, and the mission goal was to go abroad for treatment, so that he could better integrate with his body?
"It's twelve o'clock." Sheng Yiming's voice suddenly sounded.
Li Yu returned to his senses, took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, it was exactly 0:00:01.
The next second after put phone in pocket, there was movement on the asphalt road under the night sky, the leaves moved automatically without wind, and there were very faint shadows passing under the street lamps, which were fleeting.
Li Yu looked at the two unfamiliar men who were standing not far from him. They just shivered when the sound of the leaves sounded, and there was no other reaction because they didn't see anything.
The two returned to where they were before, and then took out the paper money and paper ingots to be burned from the car, and soon started a fire again.
Sheng Yiming stood silently behind the young man, with both hands in his trouser pockets, looking at the young man's black hair indifferently.
Li Yu shivered and looked back subconsciously, just in line with the man's line of sight.
Sheng Yiming said, "What do you need me to do?"
Li Yu pursed his lips, "It's actually a small matter, accompany me to burn something for a friend."
"That paper man?"
"Well." Li Yu responded, turned and walked under the tree, and fell back again, "Forget it, today is not a good day, so don't burn it."
Sheng Yiming came towards him, grabbed the young man's shoulder, and turned the person in a different direction.
"Come on, come and burn before leaving."
"..." Li Yu never knew that the phrase "everyone has come" can still be used in this situation.
No way, he could only bite the bullet and walk towards the paper man.
I have to say that the faceless paper figurine is in good condition in all aspects except for the face, with narrow waist and long legs, and the clothes are also in line with the modern trend. It can be seen that the old lady made it with heart.
Li Yu picked up the paper figurine in one go and walked to the crossroads.
Apart from him, more than a dozen people were already squatting on the ground and starting to burn things, and black smoke rose, making the lights on both sides of the road dim.
Li Yu glanced at the man who had come over and stood behind him, "Mr. Sheng, do you have a lighter?"
Sheng Yiming smiled strangely, his eyes were deep, "You ask me?"
Li Yu, "No? Then I'll find someone else."
Sheng Zhiming held the young man's shoulder and fixed him in place, "I have it."
His slender fingers hooked the lighter out of his trouser pocket and handed it to the young man. When he was done, he patted the other person on the back of his neck, and the corner of his lips raised, "Go ahead."
Li Yu was stunned, can he bear it so much?
He clenched the lighter tightly and said that he would burn it. At the same time, he burned with him, as well as the paper money he bought from the old lady, all of which were tens of billions of large bills.
Looking at the burned paper money, Sheng Yiming raised his eyebrows slightly, "Mr. Ding has a good relationship with that friend?"
"No, he always scare me." Li Yu complained, and then changed the subject, "but he also saved me, so I am very grateful to him."
Sheng Yiming, "How grateful are you?"
Li Yu, "Indescribable extent."
Sheng Yiming, "It's better to promise each other with your body."
With a ding sound, a new item dropped.
Li Yu didn't have time to check, so he frowned and stared at the man in front of him, "Mr. Sheng is joking?"
"It's not a joke." Sheng Yiming walked around behind the young man, pressing both hands on each other's shoulders at the same time, his chin resting on the depression of the other's shoulders and neck.
The place seemed to be tailor-made for him, he could kiss his collarbone when he bowed his head, and when he tilted his head, he could smell the fragrance of youth shampoo.
Li Yu couldn't move, and his whole body was tense.
Sheng Yiming smiled against his ear, "If you don't believe me, look."
Following the direction of the man's fingers, Li Yu saw that the paper figurine's unobstructed white face actually revealed facial features.
Black hair, eyebrows, eyes, eyelashes, a straight nose bridge and a small red mouth, the chin is also slightly sharpened, as if an invisible hand is rubbing a little bit.
And what scares him the most is that the face is exactly the same as the one he has now.
The head resting on his shoulder tilted slightly, and his breath sprayed on the skin of his side neck.
Li Yu heard the man ask in a low voice, "See, he doesn't want any paper figurines, he wants you."