When I returned to the office, the sign of Lu Ying Bar was still shining on the upper floor.
Although Jing Xian is a nominal employee of the firm, this is his first time here.
Lu Yingjiu pushed the door open and walked in. The air in the room was a bit dull, and the dozen bottles of wine on the wine rack stood quietly. Placed in such a fake bar, they probably never served a real purpose in their lifetime.
Lu Yingjiu pushed open the window, and the wind rushed in, lifting up his white shirt.
The inner room here was filled with many tools for exorcising ghosts. He planned to stay here tonight, drawing talismans and preparing various exorcism techniques in case he needed them later.
While he was preparing the talisman paper, Jing Xian walked around the house and found the small kitchen.
Jing Xian said, "I'll cook dinner tonight."
Lu Yingjiu responded and focused on drawing the talisman paper.
Drawing talisman paper is actually a very energy-consuming task.
He drew quickly and well, but was very picky about the details. He paid attention to the curvature of every curve, and even the smallest angle had to be just right: this was why his talisman papers were always the most effective.
Lu Yingjiu tried different pens, from simple ballpoint pens and fountain pens to wolf-hair brushes, to draw complex lines on different papers.
Some lines are simple and smooth, flowing like clouds and running water.
Some of the lines have sharp turns, like a knife edge.
There are also some drawings that vaguely resemble birds, animals, or the faces of priests.
The little black beast appeared on its own and lay on the table to watch his movements.
Lu Yingjiu picked out a few packets of biscuits and green beans from the snacks given by Jing Xian and started feeding them to the cat.
The black-haired ball was very gluttonous and had a voracious appetite, swallowing everything like a garbage can.
As it was eating, it slowly fell asleep, with its head tilted and its belly spread out on the table.
He didn't know how long it had been, but when Lu Yingjiu's thoughts broke free from this tedious process, he smelled the aroma of food.
There was a gentle knock on the door, and Jing Xian said, "It's time for dinner."
Lu Yingjiu got up and went out, and saw two dishes and a soup on the table, just enough for two people.
Jing Xian's cooking skills are really good. The seafood porridge he brought to Lu Yingjiu last time was enough to linger on for a long time. On the table now, there is a dish that is particularly tender and green. The aroma of braised pork fills the whole room. He fried the sugar color very well, and the fat and lean meat looks delicious. The pork bone lotus root soup is placed in the middle of the table. There is very little oil and it is fragrant.
Lu Yingjiu was a little surprised: "Where did you buy the vegetables?"
There is no place selling vegetables nearby.
He thought Jing Xian would at most use the eggs in the refrigerator to make fried rice.
"I ran out for a while." Jing Xian coughed.
He actually asked a few kids to go out and buy food. He wanted to buy some expensive food, but when he thought about it, the expensive ingredients were really not explained clearly, so he gave up. Besides, it was good to have a light meal at night, which suited Lu Yingjiu's appetite.
The two of them filled their meals and sat facing each other.
Lu Yingjiu thought while eating, Jingxian has such cooking skills, he can open a restaurant and it will be very popular, so it would be a waste of his talent to just cook this for him.
He picked up a piece of green vegetables with chopsticks and heard Jing Xian say: "I just checked and found that Yunxiao Amusement Park has been severely restricted recently. Reservations must be made more than half a month in advance."
Lu Yingjiu smiled: "You are still thinking about this? You are so brave. Haunted houses and roller coasters are not that fun. I thought you would be more interested in the shooting range."
"Just to experience the atmosphere." Jing Xian said, "I've never been there."
He really hasn't been there.
The amusement park was quite consistent with his aura, but he knew that it was a dating place.
Roller coasters, pirate ships, haunted houses, etc. are not important at all; the main point is the date!
That's a date!
Lu Yingjiu hummed, and then said: "I said, I don't know when this matter will end. But you can make an appointment." He smiled, "Just think of it as the first team building of our firm."
So Jingxian booked a ticket for half a month later and made an appointment in advance for this team building event which only had two people.
After Lu Yingjiu finished his meal and had a bowl of soup, he glanced at Jing Xian's mobile phone screen: there were more than a dozen pages open in the browser. He could see the content clearly, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that all the names were related to "amusement park". It must have taken him a long time to search.
Somehow, a soft spot on Lu Ying's body was poked.
It seems that Jingxian really wants to go.
Lu Yingjiu's child also wanted to try various things, but unfortunately he didn't accompany her. The amusement park was indeed on his wish list, but until the end, he never took action.
Although he knew Jing Xian's past.
But judging from the looks of it, Jing Xian also... It must have been very difficult to find someone to go with him, right
Lu Yingjiu thought so as she drank the bowl of hot soup, her expression softened.
He wanted to say a few words, then looked at Jing Xian again, and suddenly stopped.
The two latest browser interfaces say… A dating mecca?
Lu Yingjiu was stunned for half a second.
Before he could figure out what was going on, Jing Xian had put away his phone. Seeing that he looked unhappy, he asked, "What's wrong?"
“… It’s okay.” Lu Yingjiu murmured, “Maybe it’s just an illusion.”
He drank some soup to calm himself.
…
In the next few days, Lu Yingjiu had nothing to do so he waited for the Chen family to check the mask and for Chen Xiaoling to continue to tip him off.
Jingxian is responsible for all the cooking and cleaning at home.
Lu Yingjiu used to have an irregular diet and had little interest in food, but the dishes cooked by Jingxian were so delicious that she even started to eat three meals on time these days after being dragged out to eat by Jingxian.
They waited like this for a few days, and on the fourth night, Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian snuggled together on the sofa to watch a movie.
In order to understand the common sense of the world, Jing Xian watched many movies and became very interested in this art.
In the past four days, he has watched several movies, from action movies to suspense movies, from romance movies to science fiction movies, half of them are good and half are bad.
It was raining outside today, and the night was as dark as the end of the world. The darkness of the rainy night was overwhelming, the sky and the earth were dark, and even the lights in the distance were not visible, all submerged in the rain. Occasionally a car drove by, and it disappeared in two seconds, and then disappeared again. The whole process was too short, it was as if it was preyed by some monster and disappeared forever in this night.
The wind was howling, and the atmosphere was quite suitable for horror. Jing Xian turned off all the lights and found a horror movie to watch.
—It turns out that this was a very wrong choice.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is the worst horror movie watcher in the world.
At the beginning of the film, the protagonist's little red car sets out from the small town and drives towards a haunted mountain.
At the 5th minute, something seemed to flash past between the shadows of the trees, with ghosts howling and wolves howling, and a face could be vaguely seen, the horror value was extremely high.
Lu Yingjiu yawned and started eating the potato chips Jing Xian gave him.
At the 7th minute, several ghost hands slammed on the rear window of the car, and the protagonist's hands trembled and he began to scream. The camera gave several close-ups of the ghosts, highlighting their hideous faces and bloody mouths.
Jing Xian began to frown: "This ghost looks like a ground-bound spirit, why would it follow a car?"
Lu Yingjiu was yawning again.
At the 11th minute, several ghost shadows were seen wandering among the woods.
Jing Xian frowned again: "The variety is all wrong."
Lu Yingjiu was almost asleep, his head nodding.
At the 17th minute, a corpse fell from the sky and hit the protagonist's car. The protagonist was scared crazy and took out a bunch of amulets while screaming.
Jing Xian: “…”
He was too lazy to complain.
This time Lu Yingjiu suddenly woke up from his sleep and began to frown: "What's going on? The talisman paper is all drawn wrong."
What follows is a chase scene, with plasma bags being used like money, the camera shaking, screams ringing out, and the screen filled with grimaces and scarlet blood.
Lu Yingjiu fell asleep completely. He crossed his legs on the sofa, closed his eyes and leaned back, letting the protagonist scream at the top of his lungs, just treating it as white noise.
Jing Xian also felt that the chat was boring. In his opinion, all the ghosts here were talking nonsense and it was impossible.
It's like a person is watching Animal World and finds Mr. Zhao Zhongxiang saying seriously, "Oh, this is my emperor penguin. Emperor penguins are distributed in the African savannah, live alone, like hot weather, and their main prey is Tibetan antelopes..." This is really nonsense.
He felt sleepy after watching it.
Ghosts need sleep, but if they really chat, they can fall asleep.
Jing Xian tilted his head and saw the light from the TV falling on Lu Yingjiu's face. His skin was fair, the shadow of his nose blocked out some of the light, and the curvature of his eyelashes was very eye-catching.
There was a sound of rain outside, the crystal raindrops flowed down the glass, the wind bent the branches, and thousands of leaves danced together.
At this moment, it seemed as if time slowed down for a second.
He watched in silence for a while.
He really wanted to hug Lu Yingjiu tightly on this cold, dark and rainy night. It would be best if he could kiss her, so that she would utter a few vague complaints in her sleepiness, and then hug him back, and they would sleep until the rain stopped and the sky broke.
But in the end, he just quietly put his arm around Lu Yingjiu's shoulder, letting him lean on his shoulder so that he could sleep more comfortably.
He also leaned back on the sofa and found a comfortable position.
This sofa is very soft, as if I could sink into it completely, and I could fall asleep if I wasn't careful.
… What does it feel like to be asleep
There is an abyss in the ghost world, and everything that falls into it will perish, but only he dares to set foot in it. Every time he walks in the air above the abyss, his black robe rustles in the wind, and he thinks that there is no difference between sleep and death, both are endless darkness.
But at that moment, listening to the heavy rain and watching such an interesting horror movie, he thought again that it might still be the same.
That sense of security is exactly the same.
He felt that he could stay on this sofa with Lu Yingjiu until the end of time. They could sleep as long as they wanted and still be able to see each other when they woke up.
Jing Xian also slowly closed his eyes.
The second hand moved slowly, and the horror movie began to end. Finally, the TV screen was pitch black. There was no other light source. In the sound of wind and rain, there were only two people leaning on each other in the darkness.
After an unknown amount of time, the wind grew stronger and stronger, banging on the windows.
Lu Yingjiu's cell phone vibrated.
He groaned softly and woke up.
His mind was not so clear for a moment, and his thoughts seemed to be muddled. He half-closed his eyes and unlocked the screen. The glaring light illuminated the living room, lengthening the shadows of all the furniture.
That was a message from Chen Xiaoling.
She said: The Chen family found a clue
No. 117 Xinxi Road, Zhongli Warehouse
…
The Maybach drove through the storm, its tires stirring up mud and water, its headlights shining brightly, and from a distance it looked like a monster coming in the wind and rain.
The rain was so loud that I could hear everything clearly. The road was empty and the water was gurgling into the waterway.
After making a sharp turn, Jing Xian turned off the car lights and drove into the dilapidated parking lot in the thick darkness.
The windshield wipers slashed across the glass, struggling to resist the torrent of rain that fell from the sky. The warehouse appeared before his eyes, and the big red words "Zhongli Warehouse" on the top floor had been mottled by the years.
The Chen family sealed off the scene and conducted an investigation.
Now the entire warehouse is sealed by a triangular barrier.
However, creating a barrier has never been a difficult task for Lu Yingjiu.
The rain was enough to cover up all movement.
He and Jing Xian got into the car, put on black masks, held down their hats, and sneaked around to the edge of the barrier at the back door.
He flicked his finger, and several pieces of talisman paper flew out. White light surged, and a gap was opened in the barrier. The two of them went in easily, and what appeared in front of them was an old iron door with a rusty red lock on it.
Perhaps because of the barrier, the Chen family did not replace the old lock on the back door.
Lu Yingjiu used his lock picking skills for the first time. He put on gloves and easily pried open the door. Then he slipped in quietly.
This warehouse is used to store clothing. There is a very distinct smell of fabric in the air. Cardboard boxes of all sizes are stacked up, and there are piles of clothes wrapped in plastic bags, like small mountains on the shelves.
Lu Yingjiu made a gesture to make his and Jing Xian's clothes drier.
He walked slowly between the shelves, his footsteps making little sound.
According to the information Chen Xiaoling had obtained, two days ago, the Chen family seemed to have traced back: there was indeed a puppet, and that puppet skins/masks were being made and sold.
The production site is the Sidong Slaughterhouse, and the place where the masks are hidden, packaged and transferred is this Zhongli Warehouse.
In this warehouse where the leather is stored, one or two missing skins/masks were found.
But after two whole days of searching, the Chen family didn't find many clues.
Lu Yingjiu wanted to come and take a look in person.
After all, he is the top in the industry, and you will definitely gain something by coming to the scene.
When he was the chief, the Chen family had invited him to be a consultant many times. If he had been investigated this time, the Chen family would have asked him to move here as a backup.
He slowly walked along the tall shelves and finally reached the leather area.
The clothes had been turned upside down, all the packaging was scattered, and the clothes had been touched from inside to outside. There was a pile of used talisman paper scattered on the ground, which was enough to show how busy they had been.
There were several leather satchels scattered outside. Lu Yingjiu squatted down and picked one up, examining it carefully.
The inside of the satchel had a faint yin aura, and when he touched it lightly, he felt something sticky on the bottom, as if something had stuck to it.
He then found an empty plastic bag on the ground.
The plastic bag was just the size of my face, and there were traces of transparent tape on the top where it was stuck to the bottom.
Lu Yingjiu lifted it up, and a bolt of lightning happened to strike outside the window. A pale light descended from the window, tearing through the darkness and illuminating his brown eyes. With the light of the lightning, he saw faint patterns on the plastic bag.
It is a very common pattern that suppresses Yin energy.
He whispered: "The masks are packed into plastic bags here and then shipped out with all kinds of clothes, following the logistics to various places."
After putting down the plastic bag, Lu Yingjiu walked around the warehouse carefully.
Anomalies were detected.
He squatted down and swept the ground, and a faint rune mark appeared on the ground.
Jing Xian also squatted down and looked at the mark with him.
This is exactly the same mark as the one in the mask processing room at the slaughterhouse.
Lu Yingjiu erased the trace, and shoe prints suddenly appeared on the ground, which were size 45-46 shoes.
Some have erased their own traces.
And it is almost certain that they are the same ones as those in the slaughterhouse.
I still say the same thing: the level of the people here is very high, and the people of the Chen family are definitely idiots. Unfortunately, exorcism is a profession that requires a lot of talent. Many tricks, many small ideas, are like showing off in front of Lu Yingjiu, and they can't hide anywhere.
He had only been to the slaughterhouse once, leaving few visible traces, so his identity could not be confirmed.
But judging from the dense footprints in front of him, he had been active here for a long time. As long as the traces were left like this, when the Chen family found it tomorrow, they would definitely be able to track him down.
This process was much easier than Lu Yingjiu had imagined. He brought a lot of talisman paper and had planned to stay here all night to look for clues. Now, it seems that he was too unvigilant, or he underestimated Lu Yingjiu's strength.
Lu Yingjiu took out his cell phone.
He took a few photos just to be on the safe side.
Jing Xian was watching him. Lu Yingjiu whispered to him, "Now, there is another person here. He is watching me."
After saying this, he was about to stand up—
Lightning struck, and the pale white light illuminated the mountain of clothing.
Thunder roared, and a cold wind fell from the sky!
Lu Yingjiu looked up and saw a figure leaping high from the shelf in the darkness, with a sharp blade in his hand pointing directly at his vital point!