Chapter 10 Reunion

It will be two days after all the reports come out.

Like most ghost deaths, the homeless deaths seemed accidental. The exorcists went to the place where they had stayed, searched carefully, and found the remnants of Ji Cai's Yin Qi.

Because the first victim disappeared on Lvcheng Road, the incident was named Lvcheng's Ghostly Serial Murder Case and was included in the special department's files.

After two days, Lu Yingjiu went to the special department of Jiufeng Mountain.

When Little Li found him, he was sitting by the window of the conference room, looking out into the city center.

The weather had been fine lately, and he was wearing a white shirt that contrasted with the washed-out blue of the sky.

The conference room is not used, it is open to them.

The table was full of spread rune papers, with runes that Little Li had never seen before, densely packed and extremely complicated.

——He is still trying to find the ghost possessing him. But two days passed without success, not even the slightest yin qi was captured.

Little Li saw that scene in the school dormitory before and knew about it. He hesitated at the door for two seconds, and then knocked on the door lightly: "Brother Lu, the report will take an hour or two to wait. Let's eat first. We can't deliver take-out here. We're going to find some instant noodles and snacks."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry." Lu Yingjiu replied, "Let's eat."

Little Li thought again that Ye Feng seemed to have casually mentioned that Lu Yingjiu had always forgotten to eat. He said: "Otherwise, if there is instant noodles later, I will tell you."

"Okay, thank you."

Little Li looked at the talisman paper on the table and said, "You, don't be in such a hurry. Although we can't help you, we will definitely find it when Master comes back and find a way together."

Lu Yingjiu smiled.

Little Li closed the door lightly and left.

Lu Yingjiu put the talisman paper on the table together, took it to the window, pinched it, and the talisman paper burned. They burned extremely fast and silently, so thick in a pile, not even a lot of ashes, and nothing left when they were swept up in the wind.

Both he and Chu Banyang knew that a ghost of this level, even if they restricted Lu Yingjiu's actions, would not be able to stop him. With its strength, it would be easy to go where and who to kill. Besides, if they can't do it, who else can?

Helpless.

Completely helpless.

unless

Tomorrow is Ghost Festival.

The only chance is to take advantage of the yin qi at its most vigorous moment to communicate with it.

Lu Yingjiu lay on the table and took a nap.

Until the door was knocked again, Little Li probed in: "The bodies of Ji Cai and Zhong Aiguo have been transferred."

They walked to the morgue on the negative second floor together.

In the elevator, Lu Yingjiu said, "Little Li, have you ever thought about why Ji Cai killed Zhong Aiguo?"

"I don't know." Little Li was taken aback for a moment, "Is it just a falling out? Is there still a secret?"

Lu Yingjiu said: "The corpse can only be buried next to the obsession, so it's all in the school. When Ye Feng and I went there, the resentment had accumulated a lot. If Zhong Aiguo continued to bury the corpse, it would definitely cause casualties." He paused. After a few seconds, she cleared her thoughts, "I'm thinking, maybe Ji Cai didn't want to bury her corpse to take revenge at first, or maybe she didn't want to continue. The one who couldn't let go of hatred and was wrapped in anger was actually Zhong Aiguo."

"Oh... what do you mean?"

He said, "Ji Cai killed Zhong Aiguo for those students. Even if she becomes a ghost, her concerns remain the same." Lu Yingjiu smiled, "Of course, the character of the ghost is unpredictable, it's just me An extremely idealistic conjecture of individuals. The only evidence is not sufficient."

"What evidence?"

"She still loves Zhong Aiguo - I can verify that."

Going downstairs, taking the elevator to minus two, they went to the morgue after passing through layers of doors sealed with talismans.

It is cold and silent here, with a sense of stagnation that cannot be broken, and there is a story hidden in each compartment.

Two white cloths covered the bodies of the two men.

Lu Yingjiu took a few steps forward, and Little Li realized that he was holding "The Other Side of the Mountain" in his hand.

Lu Yingjiu finished reading the book.

The beginning is [You are birds, you should fly over the mountains, spread your wings and soar - to my favorite students]

The ending ended in a dialogue between the heroine and her lover: [We stand in the fields together, and the mountains in the distance are like daisies. The weather is fine today, he smiled and said to me, yeah, this story will end until we]

Before it was finished, she died.

Lu Yingjiu lifted the white cloth, revealing the faces of the two of them, both eyes closed.

In the Meihua Community, the two of them were lying downstairs side by side like this. At that time, he felt that Ji Cai's hand seemed to want to reach out to Zhong Aiguo. He reached out and grabbed Ji Cai's wrist, the woman's skin was delicate, and the cold temperature came.

He put this hand on Zhong Aiguo's.

At first their hands were just loosely together, but after a few seconds, in a trance, the hands were already taut.

Ji Cai smiled.

The book flipped over and over, and the last line of words floated up, like a fish in the depths of the water swimming toward the river surface, with colorful scales and a series of quiet bubbles.

[We stand together in the fields, and the mountains in the distance are like daisies. 】

[The weather is fine today, he smiled and said to me, yeah, this story will end until we put our hands together]

...

The matter was resolved, everyone packed up and was ready to go down the mountain.

Lu Yingjiu's cell phone rang, and a text message came.

Big Dog: [Should I go directly to your downstairs tonight? 】

Lu Yingjiu replied: [OK]

He originally wanted to leave, but suddenly he heard the commotion of the group of people, as if they were discussing something. Little Li shouted at him, "Brother Lu, do you want to eat together tonight?"

So 20 minutes later, they took a ride-hailing car down the mountain. It was meal time, and everyone was waiting for a table. Little Li found a high-rated Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, and they headed to the city center against the wave of evening rush hour.

In the car, one person stretched his waist: "Hey, it's over. I've almost run the whole city in the past two days."

Another person said: "If you can rest, hurry up and rest. Tomorrow will be the Ghost Festival. We are busy. If you don't call in the middle of the night to call you away, your ancestors will burn high incense."

yes. Lu Yingjiu thought that on August 23, it will be the Ghost Festival.

When they got to the place, several people rushed over noisily. After entering the restaurant, I made a pot of chrysanthemum Pu'er, and ordered pine nuts, fish, river prawns and drunk crabs. It was a lively meal. For some reason, I talked about Little Li who had never drank before, so I poured him a small half glass to taste. As a result, after just a few sips, his face turned red, and he repeatedly said that he was really untalented, and that he would not be able to smoke or drink in the future. dip.

Lu Yingjiu still didn't like what he was eating, and he didn't want the main food, so he slowly peeled the shrimp.

When they were almost done eating, Lu Yingjiu got up and said with a smile, "You guys keep talking, I'll go outside to get some breath."

He went to the small balcony on the second floor, opened the door, and the cool evening breeze blew in. The balcony faces a small road, there is no one, and the wild cat is slowly licking the fur on the street corner. He leaned against the railing, his eyes widened, and his mind briefly emptied for a few seconds.

There was another creaking sound behind him, and Lu Yingjiu turned around and saw Little Li.

Little Li just drank half a glass of wine, his face was red, and he came out to breathe. He leaned against the railing, patted his hot cheek with his hand, and took a deep breath: "Brother Lu, you just said you were going to pick up a friend, when are you leaving?"

"Not in a hurry." Lu Yingjiu said, "He didn't arrive until midnight."

"Oh—are you here to play?"

"He said come to my office to have a look, and if it suits him, he will stay and work."

"Wow!" Little Li was a little surprised.

Lu Yingjiu smiled: "To be honest, I don't even know his name."

Little Li: "?"

He was at a loss for a moment.

Lu Yingjiu said: "We knew each other when we were young. We played together for a month, but we haven't seen each other since. He is the grandson of the third child of the husband of my former neighbor's aunt's classmate."

"...What? Brother Lu, do you say it again?"

"It's the brother of the teacher's son of the righteous daughter of my grandmother at the same table."

"Not a single word of your two sentences is the same!"

"Anyway, I don't know his name. I used to call him Big Dog."

"Is this a hammer friend?!" Little Li was so shocked that he burst out.

"Anyway, we haven't seen each other for almost 20 years." Lu Yingjiu said, "You're right, they're not really friends. I didn't have many friends when I was a kid."

Little Li was taken aback: "Why?"

Although he was really frightened by Lu Yingjiu for the first time, after getting along in the past few days, he felt that Lu Yingjiu had nothing to do with "no friends".

What's more, he is so powerful, and there are as many people as he wants to do things.

Lu Yingjiu thought for a few seconds and suddenly asked, "Have you ever played hopscotch?"

"Played, played. What's wrong?" Little Li thought to himself. Most people should have played this kind of game. Could it be that Brother Lu wants to play with him?

"I've never played." Lu Yingjiu said.

He has a special physique and is plagued by bad luck. When he was a child, the people around him tabooed him, and of course he didn't let his children have more contact with him. Lu Yingjiu had never played with his peers since he was a child, and he always looked at other children from a distance.

It's not that you haven't tried hopscotch either.

When he was young, Lu Yingjiu showed amazing talent in catching ghosts. If the children didn't play with him, he went to catch wild ghosts to play with himself. He finally beat all the ghosts at the end of the street and let them gather together. In one hall - the ghosts were frightened, they drew the house with blood, lined up to play, and forced smiles on their fierce faces.

The situation was very good, until Lu Yingjiu found out that the ghosts couldn't jump, only floated, which fundamentally eliminated the possibility of losing.

A failed attempt.

After that, he could only watch other children play.

Most other games and activities are like this, and childhood is extremely boring.

Later, he relied on the ghost marriage to grow up safely, his strength is awesome, and he has no shadow in his heart, and no one taboos him, except that he does not sleep well, and his personality is a bit lazy and casual. Three good students who have won for a few years...but the missing part cannot be filled.

It's like a house with hidden damage that no one can see, but you know that the gap is always there, and occasionally there is a crack in the floor.

Little Li didn't know how to answer for a while, and after holding it for a long time, he finally said, "If you want to hopscotch, I can hop with you."

Lu Yingjiu suddenly laughed: "What are you thinking, I'm not a child anymore." He patted Little Li on the shoulder, "Let's go, go back. Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival, you must work overtime."

A gust of wind blew, and the orange-red sunset was falling in the distance.

Six hours later, 23:50.

The horizon engulfed the sky, the city was shrouded in darkness, the taillights of vehicles crossed the road, and there were few pedestrians. Many people have fallen asleep, lights out, curtains drawn, and there are only stars in the buildings in the distance.

Lu Yingjiu warmed up a glass of milk and was reading a book when the phone on the table vibrated: [I'm almost there, wait for the car to stop at the intersection you said]

He got up and put on a thin coat.

It was extremely cold tonight, and the chill could come through the window panes. He locked the door, took the elevator downstairs, and the wind filled his sleeves as soon as he got out. The street light on the section of the road downstairs was broken, and it was so dark that could not see fingers.

Lu Yingjiu walked alone in the dark.

Until the clock of the mobile phone silently pointed to 【00:00】

The swept wind whistled, the yin energy was restless, the temperature dropped several degrees, and white air came out of his mouth.

Ghost Festival is here.

Hundreds of demons are rampant, and all the ghosts are carnival.

In fact, during the Ghost Festival a few years ago, he was still thinking about whether his cheap ghost marriage partner would appear. But after so long, there was no movement at the Niannian Ghost Festival, so didn't remember it.

Unexpectedly, he would start waiting for ghosts again this year-waiting for the ghost who possessed him to show his face.

Lu Yingjiu walked like this and walked into a small alley.

In the darkness behind him, there were a few more companions silently.

The goblin stared at him again, smiling grimly.

But this time, until the ghosts pounced on him, the Specter who possessed him didn't react at all.

Lu Yingjiu lit a piece of talisman paper, and the light fell in his eyes like a burst of fireworks, and the ghost turned into fly ash in the brilliance.

The talisman paper went out, and he continued on his way.

He thought he could communicate with that Specter today, but it has left silently.

Even on the Ghost Festival, it didn't leave any breath, and it left very suddenly and completely.

Saying you don't care is impossible.

He didn't know where it came from, what it was going to do, and why it left. From start to finish, it's a mystery.

From a rational point of view, it is a great hidden danger. From a perceptual point of view, this has probably become an unsolved stery in his life - just like he couldn't imagine a normal childhood, like until today, he has don't know if hopscotch is fun or not. He'll never know its story.

Perhaps, it is similar to the ghost marriage. The temporary interest has passed, and the ghosts will eventually go their separate ways.

It was getting colder and colder, Lu Yingjiu closed the zipper of his coat.

At the intersection, but two minutes later, bright yellow lights pierced through the darkness.

The black car is a little weird - but Lu Yingjiu didn't notice the weirdness for a while.

It drove all the way and stopped firmly in front of him.

The door of the back seat opened, and someone came out. Lu Yingjiu couldn't see clearly in the dim light. The first reaction was: This person is very tall.

Taller than him by half a head.

The faint light in the distance outlines the handsome silhouette of the man, with thin lips, high nose bridge, and temples cut like a knife, as if stepping out of an ink painting, with an evil and elegant temperament between his eyebrows. Those eyes were unique and deep black, and there seemed to be a thousand words hidden in them.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Long time no see... eh?"

He was hugged by the whole, and smelled a refreshing fragrance.

"Long time no see." Jing Xian whispered in his ear, "I'm here to find you."