Chapter 26 Watching Movies

Back at the office, the sign of "Lu Yingjiu Bar" was still shining upstairs.

Although Jingxian is a nominal employee of the firm, this is the first time he has come here.

Lu Yingjiu pushed the door and went in. The air in the room was a little dull, and the dozen bottles of wine on the wine rack stood quietly. In a fake bar like this, they probably won't be of any real use for the rest of their lives.

Lu Yingjiu pushed open the window, and the wind rushed in, lifting his white shirt.

The back room here is equipped with a lot of tools to exorcise ghosts. He plans to stay here tonight, drawing talismans and preparing various exorcism techniques, so as not to use them later.

When he was preparing the talisman paper, Jing Xian wandered around the house and found the small kitchen.

Jingxian said, "I'll cook dinner tonight."

Lu Yingjiu responded and concentrated on drawing the talisman paper.

Drawing talisman paper is actually a very labor-intensive thing.

He draws fast and well, but he is very picky about details. Every curve is carefully curved, and the smallest corner must be the right angle: this is why his talisman paper is always the most effective.

Lu Yingjiu changed to different pens, from simple ballpoint pens, fountain pens, to wolf hair brushes, and drew complex lines on different papers.

Some lines are simple and smooth, flowing like clouds and water.

The turns of some lines are sharp, like a knife's edge.

There are also paintings that vaguely resemble birds and beasts, or the faces of priests.

The little black beast himself appeared, lying on the table watching his movements.

Lu Yingjiu picked out a few packets of biscuits and green beans from the snacks given by Jing Xian, and opened it to eat.

Black hair balls are always welcome, have a strong appetite, and swallow them all like a trash can.

Eating and eating, it slowly fell asleep, tilted its head, and spread its belly on the table.

I don't know how long it took, when Lu Yingjiu's thoughts broke free from this tedious process, he smelled the aroma of the food.

There was a soft knock on the door, and Jingxian said, "It's time to eat."

Lu Yingjiu got up and went out, and saw two dishes and one soup on the table, which was exactly the amount of food for the two of them.

Jing Xian's cooking skills are really good. The seafood porridge that he brought to Lu Yingjiu last time is enough to reminisce for a long time. On the table now, a dish is extraordinarily green and tender, and the aroma of braised pork fills the whole room. He frys it well, and the fat and thin meat looks delicious. The pork bone lotus root soup is placed in the middle of the table, with very little oil and a delicate fragrance.

Lu Yingjiu was a little surprised: "Where did you buy the vegetables?"

There is no place to sell vegetables around here.

He thought that Jingxian would use the eggs in the refrigerator at most to make egg fried rice.

"I ran out." Jing Xian coughed.

He actually let a few little ghosts go out to buy groceries. Originally wanted to buy some expensive ones, but when I thought about it, the expensive ingredients were really unclear, so forget it. And it's better to eat lightly at night, which is in line with Lu Yingjiu's appetite.

The two packed their meals and sat facing each other.

Lu Yingjiu thought while eating, Jingxian has such cooking skills, he can become popular when he goes out to open a restaurant, it is really a condescending talent to do it for him alone.

He took a pair of chopsticks and green vegetables, and heard Jingxian ask: "I just looked at it, Yunxiao Amusement Park has been severely restricted recently, so make an appointment more than half a month in advance."

Lu Yingjiu smiled: "Are you still thinking about this? You are so daring, haunted houses and roller coasters are no fun. I thought you would be more interested in the shooting range."

"Just experience the atmosphere." Jingxian said, "I haven't been there."

He really hasn't been there.

The playground didn't quite match his aura, but he knew it was a date spot.

Roller coasters, pirate ships, haunted houses, etc. don't matter at all, it's about dating!

That's a date!

Lu Yingjiu gave a "uh" and then said, "I said, I don't know when this matter will end. But you can make an appointment first," he smiled, "Just take it as the number one in our office. A subgroup is formed."

So Jing Xian made an appointment for a ticket after half a month, and made an appointment in advance for this group building with only two people.

After Lu Yingjiu finished eating, he filled a bowl of soup to drink, and accidentally glanced at the screen of Jingxian's mobile phone: the browser had more than a dozen pages open, and he couldn't see the content. Yes, it must have been a long time to check.

Somehow, a soft spot in Lu Yingjiu's heart was poked.

It seemed that Jingxian really wanted to go.

Lu Yingjiu also wanted to try various things in his childhood, but unfortunately no one was with him. Amusement parks were indeed on his wish list, but until the end, he hadn't made a move.

Although he didn't know about Jingxian's past.

But looking at it like this, Jingxian is also... It's hard to find someone to go with, right?

Lu Yingjiu thought so, drinking the hot bowl of soup, her expression could not help softening.

He wanted to say a few more words, looked at Jingxian again, and suddenly stopped.

The two latest interfaces of the browser read... [Dating Holy Land]? ?

Lu Yingjiu was stunned for half a second.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Jingxian had already put away his phone. Seeing that his expression was wrong, he asked, "What?"

"...It's okay." Lu Yingjiu murmured, "It's probably an illusion."

He took a sip of soup to suppress his shock.

...

In the next few days, Lu Yingjiu had nothing to do, so he waited for the Chen family to check the mask, and waited for Chen Xiaoling to continue to inform him.

Things like cooking and cleaning at home are all taken care of by Jingxian.

Lu Yingjiu originally had an irregular diet and lacked interest in food, so he couldn't bear the dishes that Jingxian cooked were really delicious. In the past few days, Jingxian was dragging him to eat, and it was rare to start eating three meals on time.

After waiting for a few days, on the night of the fourth day, Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian sat on the sofa watching a movie together.

In order to understand the common sense of Yangjian, Jingxian has watched many movies and is very interested in this art.

In the past four days, they have watched several more films, ranging from action films to suspense films, from romance films to sci-fi films.

It was raining outside today, and the night was as thick as the end of the world. The darkness of the rainy night was overwhelming. There was no light in the sky and the earth. Even the lights in the distance could not be seen clearly, and they were all drowned in the rain. Occasionally a car passed by in a hurry, and in less than two seconds, it disappeared again. The whole process was too short. It was like being preyed on by some kind of monster and disappeared forever in this night.

The sound of the wind whimpered, the atmosphere was very suitable for horror, so Jing Xian turned off all the lights and found a ghost movie to watch.

- Facts have proved that this is a very wrong choice.

It's no exaggeration to say that the two of them are the worst ghost movie viewers in the world.

At the beginning of the film, the protagonist's little red car starts from the town and drives towards a haunted mountain.

In the 5th minute, something seemed to flash past between the shadows of the trees, ghosts and wolves howled, and people's faces could be faintly seen, and the horror value was full.

Lu Yingjiu yawned and started eating the potato chips Jingxian gave him.

In the 7th minute, several ghost hands slammed on the rear glass of the car, and the protagonist shook his hand and began to scream. The camera gave the ghosts a few close-ups, highlighting their hideous faces and big bloody mouths.

Jingxian began to frown: "This kind of ghost looks like an earthbound spirit, why would it follow the car?"

Lu Yingjiu was yawning again.

In the 11th minute, a few ghosts dangled in the woods again.

Jingxian frowned again: "The variety is all wrong."

Lu Yingjiu was about to fall asleep, head and shoulders.

In the 17th minute, a corpse fell from the sky and smashed in front of the protagonist's car. The protagonist was frightened and took out a pile of safety talismans while screaming.

Jingxian: "..."

He was too lazy to complain.

This Lu Yingjiu suddenly woke up in his sleep, and began to frown: "What's the matter, all the drawings on this talisman are wrong."

The next is the chase, the plasma pack is used like no money, the camera shakes, the screams are constant, the screen is full of grimace and scarlet.

Lu Yingjiu was completely asleep. He crossed his legs on the sofa, closed his eyes in extreme relaxation, leaned back, and let the protagonist scream heart-breakingly, all as white noise.

Jingxian also felt bored to death. In his opinion, all the ghosts here were talking nonsense, it was impossible.

It's like a person watching the animal world and found that Mr. Zhao Zhongxiang said seriously, ah, this is our emperor penguin. Emperor penguins are distributed in the African savannah, live alone, like hot weather, and their main prey objects are Tibetan antelopes. Can.

He looked tired too.

Goblins don't need sleep, but if they're really bored, they can.

Jing Xian turned his head to the side and saw the light from the TV falling on Lu Yingjiu's face. His skin was fair, the shadow of the bridge of his nose obscured a little light, and the curvature of his eyelashes was exciting.

The sound of rain outside was bursting, the crystal rain was flowing down the glass, the wind bent the branches, and thousands of leaves danced together.

At this moment, time seems to have slowed down by a second.

He watched silently for a while.

He really wanted to hug Lu Yingjiu tightly on this cold and dark rainy night. It was best if he could kiss him and let the other party make a few vague complaints while he was sleepy, then hug him back and sleep until the night rain stopped. , the sky breaks.

But in the end, he just quietly hugged Lu Yingjiu's shoulder and let him lean on his shoulder to sleep more comfortably.

He leaned back on the sofa himself and found a comfortable position.

This sofa is very soft, as if it can sink people into it and fall asleep if one is not careful.

...how does it feel to fall asleep?

There is an abyss in the ghost world, all things will perish when they fall into it, only he dares to set foot in it. Every time he walks above the abyss in the air, and the Xuan robe is blown by the gangster wind, he will think that there is no difference between sleep and death, both are endless darkness.

But at this moment, listening to the sound of the majestic rain and watching such a boring ghost movie, he thought again, it might be different.

The feeling of reassurance is completely different.

He felt that he could sleep with Lu Yingjiu on this sofa, sleep as long as he wanted, and still see each other when he woke up.

Jing Xian also slowly closed his eyes.

The second hand moved little by little, the boring ghost movie began to end, and finally the TV screen went dark. There is no other light source, and in the sound of wind and rain, there are only two people who are relying on each other in the dark.

I don't know how long later, the gust of wind grew stronger and banged on the window.

Lu Yingjiu's phone vibrated.

He hummed softly and woke up.

My mind was not so clear all of a sudden, and my thoughts seemed to be smeared with mud. He half-squinted to unlock the screen. The harsh light illuminates the living room and elongates the shadows of all furniture.

That was a message from Chen Xiaoling.

She said: [The Chen family has found a clue]

[No. 117, Xinxi Road, Zhongli Warehouse]

...

The Maybach drove through the storm, the tires rolled up in mud, and the lights were bright. From a distance, it looked like a monster riding the wind and rain.

The rain was so loud that couldn't hear anything. There was no one on the road, and the water gurgled into the sewers, making a gurgling sound.

After the body made a sharp turn, Jing Xian turned off the lights and drove the car into the dilapidated parking lot in the thick darkness.

The wipers slid across the glass, but were powerless to resist the turbulent flow that fell from the sky. The warehouse appeared in front of them, and the big red characters on the top floor [Zhongli Warehouse] had been mottled by the years.

The Chen family has sealed off the scene and conducted a round of investigation.

Now the entire warehouse here is sealed by an invisible barrier.

But the barrier was never difficult for Lu Yingjiu.

The rain was enough to cover up everything.

He and Jingxian got out of the car, put on black masks and pressed their hats, and sneaked around to the edge of the barrier at the back door.

He flicked his finger, a few talismans flew out, and the white streamer surged, opening a gap in the enchantment. The two easily entered, and what appeared in front of them was an old iron door with a rust-red lock on it.

Perhaps because of the peace of mind, the Chen family did not replace the old lock on the back door.

Lu Yingjiu used his lockpicking skills again, put on gloves, pried open the door with ease, and then they slipped in silently.

This warehouse is used to store clothing. There is a very obvious smell of fabric in the air. There are stacks of large and small cardboard boxes, and there are piles of clothes wrapped in plastic bags, which are like hills on the shelves.

Lu Yingjiu squeezed a trick to dry his and Jingxian's clothes.

He walked slowly through the shelves, his footsteps silent.

According to the news that Chen Xiaoling heard, two days ago, the Chen family seemed to have tracked down: there are indeed people who are still making and selling human skin masks.

The production location is the four-hole slaughterhouse, and the location where the masks are hidden, packaged and transferred is in this Zhongli warehouse.

In this warehouse where the leather was kept, one or two missing human skin masks were found.

But after two full days of investigation, the Chen family did not find too many clues.

Lu Yingjiu wanted to come and see it in person.

After all, he is the pinnacle of the industry, and he will definitely gain something from coming to the scene.

When he was the chief, the Chen family also asked him to be a consultant many times. If he hadn't been investigated this time, the Chen family would have moved him here as a rescuer.

Following the tall shelves, they slowly looked for it, and finally came to the leather area.

The piece of clothes was turned upside down, and every package was unraveled, and the clothes were touched from the inside out. A pile of used talisman paper was scattered on the ground, enough to see how many people were busy.

Several leather satchels were scattered outside. Lu Yingjiu squatted down and picked up one item, looking at it carefully.

The inside of the satchel had a faint yin, and when he touched it lightly, there was a sticky touch on the bottom side. Like something, once stuck on it.

He then went to the ground and found an empty plastic thin bag.

The plastic bag is just the size of a human face, and there are traces of transparent glue on the top, that is, it is glued to the bottom side.

Lu Yingjiu lifted it up, and there was a flash of lightning just outside the window, and the pale light came down from the window, tearing through the darkness and illuminating his brown eyes. By the light of lightning, he saw that the plastic bag had faint lines.

It is the kind of very common pattern that suppresses yin qi.

He whispered: "The human skin masks are packed into plastic bags here, and then shipped out with all kinds of clothes, along the logistics, to various places."

Putting down the plastic bag, Lu Yingjiu walked around the warehouse carefully.

An exception was found.

He squatted down and swept the ground, a faint rune mark appeared on the ground.

Jingxian also crouched down and looked at the imprint with him.

This is exactly the same as the mark in the mask processing room of the slaughterhouse.

Lu Yingjiu erased the trace, and shoe prints appeared on the ground, still size 45-46.

Someone erased their traces.

And it's almost certainly the same person in the slaughterhouse.

It's the same sentence: the level of the comers is very high, and the people of the Chen family are definitely not scumbags. It's a pity that the exorcism line is extraordinarily talented. No matter how many tricks, no matter how much careful thinking, in front of Lu Yingjiu, he would be like an axe, and there was nowhere to hide.

The man had only been to the slaughterhouse once, and there were few traces of exposure, making it impossible to confirm his identity.

But judging from the dense footprints in front of him, he has been active here for a long time. As long as the traces are left like this, when the Chen family finds out tomorrow, they will definitely be able to track them down.

This process was much easier than Lu Yingjiu thought. He brought a lot of talismans and originally planned to stay here all night to find clues. It's better now, that person's vigilance is too low, or he underestimated Lu Yingjiu's strength.

Lu Yingjiu took out his mobile phone.

To be on the safe side, he took a few pictures.

Jing Xian watched by his side.Lu Yingjiu whispered to him: "Now, there is another person here. He is watching us."

After speaking, he was just about to stand up-

Lightning struck, and pale light illuminated the hill-like clothes.

The thunder sounded, and an icy chill fell from the sky!

Lu Yingjiu raised his head, a figure in the dark leaped up from the shelf, and the sharp blade in his hand pointed directly at his gate of life!

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