Death is the loneliest thing. A fierce but lonely ghost finally waits for someone who can perceive it after being silent for hundreds of years.
How sad and joyful.
"It's ridiculous to die with a ghost. Is there any way to make him willing to go on the road?"
A Yan suddenly smiled, for some reason Lin Yan felt that the smile was unspeakably weird and made people feel creepy, he said softly: "What if there is no one?"
Lin Yan was stunned. If not, what would his life be like? He is watched all the time, sleeps, eats, attends classes, drives, goes to the toilet, and even masturbates. He checks the calendar every day to calculate the date of death. I am afraid he will go crazy in a few days. Lin Yan put the wooden carved kitten back on the table, and calmed down his thoughts silently. If he had to, he might still go to that small temple, he thought.
Why should he satisfy the selfish desire of a ghost
"I don't think ghosts are inferior to humans, but survival is a human instinct. Everyone wants to live, right?" Lin Yan said helplessly.
"Understood." Ayan replied softly.
"Only when the wish is not fulfilled will he become a ghost. He cannot be reincarnated or reincarnated. After a long time, he will become a ghost. He can't be saved. In fact, he was just a poor man. If you have nothing to worry about, you will naturally dissipate your hostility and reincarnate."
"A ghost's wish?"
A Yan smiled weakly: "Yes, some want revenge, some want to repay a favor, some let go, can't let go of their wives and children, everyone has a reason for not wanting to leave this world, I have seen so many ghosts, following your obsession is the best Heavy."
While speaking, a chilly breath came over Lin Yan's ankles, and he felt as if he had fallen into icy water. Lin Yan shivered, he didn't expect that ghost to appear during the day, although there is not much difference between day and night in this basement. A Yan's face on the other side also changed suddenly, staring at Lin Yan behind him and shouting at Lin Yan, then wanted to get the mahogany sword on the cabinet. However, after all, it was a step too late, the icy coldness instantly turned into an invisible brute force that grabbed Lin Yan's wrist and dragged him up from the sofa. After a few steps, he was dragged by the ghost almost without touching the ground. He walked through the living room and turned right into the back room. With a bang, the door closed behind him, and there was a metallic sound of locking the door in the darkness. Yin Zhou and A Yan chased after them and smashed the door desperately. Lin Yan tremblingly wanted to feel for the lock, but there was no window in the basement, and it was pitch black when the door was closed. He couldn't find the doorknob for a while.
Dissatisfied with Lin Yan's resistance, the strange force grabbed his ankle and yanked him back. Lin Yan couldn't stand still, and fell to the ground with his chin plopping. , the face was stuck on the rough concrete floor and a layer of skin was worn away, and it was burning and painful.
"You're fucking crazy! This is someone else's house!" Lin Yan kicked his legs hard to get rid of the force wrapped around his feet. In the next second, his icy body was completely pressed up, and his long hair rubbed against Lin Yan's neck. , her lips fell on his face, her tongue licked back and forth on the scratched wound, and finally kissed his lips. It was more of a bite than a kiss, full of violent emotions and a strong desire for dominance, plundering in his mouth like a crushing one, completely different from the obedient one in the car last night. The cries for help were blocked in his mouth, Lin Yan could only shake his head and moan, his sensitive palate was stimulated by the touch of brushing up and down, and he wanted to curl up into a ball, but the ghost stopped him from his thighs to his upper arms. No, Lin Yan turned his head in the direction of the door panel in despair. In the darkness, he only felt that he had become a leaf, being forced to lay flat on the fire to be peeled and roasted.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Open the door! Lin Zi, are you okay!"
"Woo..." The strength in his body didn't give him a chance to call for help. He turned his face and continued to kiss deeply, and even intensified his efforts to bite down on a small layer of tongue. Lin Yan whimpered in pain, the smell of rust The mouth was full, but the ghost sucked deeper and deeper as if it had been more stimulated, violently forcing him to respond, chasing and fleeing one by one like hunting, and all the echoes in the ear were magnified in the darkness The ambiguous sound of water.
"Bang bang bang! bang bang!"
"Talk to Linzi!"
"Brother Lin Yan!"
During the stalemate, Lin Yan broke out in a cold sweat, and pressed his knee heavily on the ghost, but he was not moved by it at all, and after kissing Lin Yan inside and out, he turned his target to his. The earlobe, the wet sound and the sense of touch made Lin Yan tremble like an electric shock, and he couldn't help getting goosebumps. The invasion regardless of time and place and the situation of always being at a disadvantage made Lin Yan also angry. He said that he was patient, but why the hell was this thing like a wolf cub who couldn't be warmed up and fed? He couldn't help kicking Legs, cursed fiercely: "Go away!"
"Humans and ghosts have different paths, no matter how unwilling you are, I, a living person, cannot die with you!"
The ghost's movements stopped, and Lin Yan could feel him trembling slightly, the weight on his body was slowly removed, and a long sigh came from the darkness. Minghu's appearance appeared in front of his eyes, Lin Yan couldn't bear it, lowered his voice and said to the darkness in front of him: "Be obedient, let's go."
"I won't embarrass you, and you will let me go too. We owe nothing to each other, okay?"
There was no answer, Lin Yan stretched out his hand to fish it, but found nothing.
Really gone? Lin Yan rolled over and sat up, rubbing the painful spine on the ground. There was a bloody smell in his mouth. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and touched it with his fingers, making a painful "hiss--". At the same time, there was a strange knocking sound from the other end of the room. It seemed that knuckles were hitting something like a water tank. The regular muffled sound had a buzzing echo: "clang, clang, clang..."
There was almost no light in the room, Lin Yan opened his eyes wide, but still couldn't see anything.
"Is that you?"
"Dangdangdang..." The knocking sound was urgent, as if impatient and a little eager.
"... what are you trying to say?"
Responding to him was still the rapid knocking sound, Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and patted the dirt on his trousers, touched the door and pulled the latch. When the door opened, the knocking stopped abruptly, and the lights poured in. A Yan and Yin Zhou stood at the door holding a mahogany sword, and the other held a yellow talisman painted with cinnabar, their faces pale.
"Damn, I was scared to death. I thought you were left with a pile of bones when you opened the door!" Yin Zhou grabbed the yellow talisman and waved it in front of his eyes. A Yan mumbled something, and rushed into the room in two steps. Lin Yan followed Looking back, it was empty.
"Ayan, forget it." Lin Yan said softly: "He is quite pitiful, I will find a way."
Ghosts who have been dead for hundreds of years, harbor obsession and resentment to linger on the human world, and even recite the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures 300,000 times, and do a dojo for 7749 days, they cannot be saved. What kind of wish can make people not even rest in peace after death? Lin Yan steered the steering wheel and moved slowly in the congested traffic. The sun shone at five o'clock in the afternoon and the whole street was shrouded in a warm yellow light. There was a cold smell from the air conditioner in the car. Her peppermint paste was dry and stuck at the bottom of the bottle. I remember that when I first bought this bottle, Weiwei sat on the passenger seat and stretched her legs. She unscrewed the cap and stuffed the aromatherapy bottle under Lin Yan’s nose. She said with a smile that you are the most suitable person. Use mint.
"What can't you let go of?" Lin Yan glanced at the empty passenger seat and couldn't help sighing.
He hadn't thought of Weiwei for a long time.
More than half a year ago, sitting in the same position was a neat and tidy girl with short short hair, who spoke like throwing beans into a plate, making a lingering sound with every word. Her slippers and coral velvet nightgown are still kept at home. Lin Yan bought her bodhi bead strings and rings, which were carefully put into boxes without taking anything away. Lin Yan remembered that when he returned home that night, Weiwei stood quietly in the living room when he entered the door, kissed Lin Yan lightly on the forehead, said goodbye and went out gracefully. Lin Yan chased downstairs and stopped in front of her to ask what he did not do well. Weiwei put her hands in her jeans pockets and smiled freely, saying that you are good at everything, but you just never loved me.
It's an insult to me just to treat me as someone suitable for marriage. She took off the ring and returned it to Lin Yan. In the night, her face was like a gardenia that just bloomed, and her tone was very soft. Lin Yan, you are a good boy, one day you will find someone you can't resist no matter what the conditions are. Man, that's when you'll understand.
The night wind blew her coat like a sail. Lin Yan stood by the flower bed and watched her go away, and finally stopped chasing her. In fact, he has always known that Weiwei is just a vague and dull future for him. He lacks someone to accompany him, and Weiwei is just right, that's all.
He has his own hidden pain, which he has carefully buried for many years.
It was already time for dinner when I returned home after crossing half of the city, and it was getting dark. I don’t know which family is making sweet and sour pork ribs. The delicious sauce makes people drool. Lin Yan parked the car downstairs in the community, and took out a stuffed shopping bag from the back seat. The stack of talisman papers with bright red characters on the dashboard was particularly eye-catching. Lin Yan stared at it for a while, then folded it Put it in your pocket, shake your head and close the car door.
He had tried his best to avoid mentioning the ghost's invasion and desire for his body, but he felt that Ayan still noticed it. When he left, the little Taoist forced the stack of yellow paper to him, stammering that it would be burned to ashes Drinking it with water can prevent evil spirits from approaching you, stick it on the door to keep your home safe, and each sheet can last for about a day. Lin Yan took out a box of instant mushroom chicken rice from his shopping bag, pierced a few small holes in the plastic film and threw it into the microwave oven. When the rice was cooked, he took out the charms and flipped through them one by one. The cinnabar was scribbled on Some incomprehensible words, the blood dried into small brown dots, Ayan bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed it.
"Crack." The flame of the lighter rose up.
The chill in the room visibly moved, and he seemed to take two steps back reluctantly.
A ghost who was so lonely, Lin Yan suddenly hesitated when the corner of the talisman was about to touch the flames, looked up at the direction where the cold was coming from, and said softly, "Are you there?"
The thing got closer, and the cold feeling became more severe. Lin Yan knew that this was a sign of his anger, and took this as a limit. As long as he made a little more resistance, the ghost would mercilessly pounce on him and tear him apart. The body, like going crazy.
"You have no other place to go but follow me. I don't need to drive you out with this, and you don't touch me, can you?"
Lin Yan put the lighter aside, and spread his hands towards the cold standing direction.
The microwave made a crisp sound, and the chicken and mushroom rice was cooked. The tempting aroma of the food made Lin Yan feel as if he hadn't eaten a good meal for a long time. He turned on the kitchen faucet and soaked the talisman papers one by one in the sink. Lin Yan scooped them up and crumpled them into a ball and threw them into the trash can. on, like bloodstains.
The thin cold air was close at hand, Lin Yan was a little nervous, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, he didn't know if negotiating with ghosts would be useful, and he was even more worried that showing weakness would give him more opportunities to take advantage of. Cold hands grabbed Lin Yan's wrists, and soft lips touched his forehead. Lin Yan froze for a moment, but when he was about to step back, the cold left first, and floated not far away.
During dinner, Lin Yan took two cups from the cupboard to pour juice, put two pairs of chopsticks in the rice cover, and hung ceramic antique lamps above the dining table. All shrouded in a quiet atmosphere. Lin Yan picked up the cup and raised it towards the empty chair opposite, forced a smile, and said softly, "You still let me live for three months, right?"
"Cheers, roommates for three months."
In fact, Lin Yan laughed uglier than crying. For so many years, there has always been a thing more terrifying than the threat of ghosts. It has been hidden for too long and too deep. When he almost forgot, he was dug out again. . Lin Yan didn't want to admit it, and he was ashamed to admit that he was trembling because of a man sucking and kissing his earlobe, and a worm was crawling in his heart, and every twist was unbearably itchy. Halfway through the meal, he finally broke down. He put down his chopsticks and rushed into the bathroom without closing the door. He knew that closing the door would not give him any dignity. For the first time in the ambiguous darkness, he indulged himself to imagine along the strong psoas, The hardness reaching the heels made him crazy, Lin Yan leaned against the wall and groaned, his face was flushed, the tip of his nose was stained with sweat, he panted heavily while holding his front end to comfort him.
For the first time, the shadow in the mirror did not approach, just stood not far away and watched Lin Yan go from hesitation to struggle and finally give up on himself. When he climbed to the top, he slid along the wall and sat on the ground, looking at the helpless person in the mirror. Sob out loud.
Why do you have to force me.
You let me go.
Who doesn't close the door to commit crimes secretly, and go out to behave like a decent person? Leave me your ugliest side, give me your darkest desires, hold me tight in your most miserable moments, let your soul belong to me even if you die, from now on neither time nor fate Let's part.
Lin Yan took everything out of the large shopping bag, rice paper, inkstone, stone weight, ink ingot, brush, spread out a piece of soft felt on the table, cut the rice paper into halves and flattened it with the stone weight, The hot water melts the soft glue of the Langhao nib, and the fine Hui ink is rolled over the inkstone obliquely. Only one lamp was lit in the room, and everything became unreal in the dimness, as if everything had changed through the milky white void, carved latticework, sandalwood table, lake gauze curtain embroidered with hundreds of butterflies wearing flowers, white-clothed ladies listening at the window The wind, holding a lake pen with a hanging wrist, and a copy of "Taiping Guangji" by the hand, the yellowed pages of the book rustled when the wind blows, three parts of the story are true and seven parts are false, the gods and ghosts are obsessed and obsessed, and it is impossible to describe the world. people's hearts.
"Do you remember your name when you were alive?"
Under the dark shadow of the lamp, the brush stood up in the air, as if after a long time of thinking, a drop of ink dripped on the paper and turned into an irregular round spot, with faint water stains oozing from the edge.
It's really a clear and good word.
"Xiao, Yu."
"Your unfulfilled wish... what is it?"
The tip of the pen hangs on the paper, and there is no text for a long time.
For the first time since the strange incident started, Lin Yan had a good night's sleep without a dream.