The two big brothers downstairs got angry, and I got angry too.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't dare to do it again ...."
The two men still gave me face. In fact, we just nodded to each other when we met, and there was no any interaction.
I thought, I should be more obedient this time, so I turned off the TV, walked slowly, and went to sleep in the bedroom. But less than five minutes after I lay down, there was a banging sound on the door, even louder than last time. It came out of nowhere and scared me to scream.
I opened the door and the guy came up and punched me, almost making me fall to the ground.
"Are you looking for death?"
"Brother, I really didn't move anything. I was already asleep. How could I make any noise when I was asleep? I snore, but I don't..."
Two of them stared at me and one of them said.
"Go downstairs and take a look."
The man went downstairs and then ran back up.
"Brother, that sound is even louder, almost like..."
This boy stopped talking, and the other boy was also dumbfounded, staring with his eyes wide open, and spoke for a long time.
"I'm sorry, brother. I'm sorry, brother. We found the wrong person. Tomorrow, we two brothers will buy me a drink to apologize."
After they left, I was thinking that if there was really such a loud noise, I would be able to hear it, like a plane taking off at home. I lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa.
Less than twenty minutes later, the police car arrived and I thought it was a call to the police.
There was another knock on the door, and when I opened it, it was the police.
"Did you hear any noise here?"
"No, not at all. It's quite quiet."
"It's really strange. I can't find the source of the sound. Only these two houses have the sound. It's really strange. Sorry to bother you."
After the police left, I started thinking about something shady. I guess those two families had done something bad. They were neighbors. There were two families on one floor. The house next to mine had never been lived in since I can remember. It had always been empty. I even suspected that this house was a forgotten house.
It was really strange that something like this happened, and the sound continued until dawn. Of course, I didn't know, but I just heard from the two men that the other neighbors didn't hear it either.
I won't care about such things. I took a rest and went to Liu Shougui's place. There are many more stories there.
Liu Shougui himself was reading books, always those that I couldn't get. He wouldn't let me read them, saying that these books were useless and were just idle reading.
Liu Shougui told me the story of Xiao Taohong again.
The death of Xiao Taohong seemed to be a knot in Liu Shougui's heart that could not be untied.
"Xiao Taohong died. It had a huge impact on me at that time. The makeup I did for Xiao Taohong that day was probably the most perfect makeup I have ever done. Once you get to know someone better, the makeup you do for them will be completely different."
I know this. Everyone's facial features are different. The makeup artist has to catch it at the first opportunity. If he can't catch it, then he will miss it. This makeup can only be said to be 50% completed. Of course, the family members can't see it, but it doesn't feel very good.
That day, there was no room left at the county crematorium as there were so many people coming to see Xiao Tao off. But I just didn't understand: it was impossible for there to be this Xiao Tao Hong in the mirror and in reality.
Xiao Taohong was burned and turned into ashes, but Liu Shougui still felt that Chun was still there and she was not dead. Moreover, he could hear her singing every day. This was the most bizarre thing. Actors were most likely to have such things happen to them because they were lighter than ghosts but heavier than gods. There is a saying about this.
"That day I bought a mirror and went home. It was some strange thing that happened, I couldn't control it. I bought the mirror and installed it. Then in the middle of the night, when I was not putting on my makeup, I saw Xiao Taohong again, crying. I had no idea what was going on. That day, Xiao Taohong told me everything. She was indeed a student of opera, but she liked to look in the mirror. She hesitated in the middle of the night. She liked to put on her costumes. That day, she was attracted to herself in the mirror, an inexplicable attraction. I reached out to touch myself in the mirror, just wanting to touch it, but when I put my hand in, I suddenly found that something was wrong. It was not just myself in the mirror. When I touched the real me, I felt something was wrong. At that time, I entered the mirror and the woman came out, smiling at me weirdly. I couldn't get out of the mirror and sang "The Injustice of Dou E". That was my real singing method."
After Liu Shougui finished speaking, he poured the wine and drank it.
"Actually, this matter has nothing to do with you."
"Karma, this is all karma. Why isn't she in other people's mirrors? But I haven't found the cause and effect yet. I'm worried that something else will happen in the future."
Liu Shougui sighed.
Maybe, this is how the world is, cause and effect and reincarnation. Without cause and effect, there would be no reincarnation.
"So what happened next?"
"That ghost Xiao Taohong was also originally a play. Just like that, she took on the body of the real Xiao Taohong, completed her own swan song, and then disappeared. Then the real Xiao Taohong, with her body damaged and her fragrance gone, no longer existed. That day was the last time she spoke to me, and it was also the last time I put makeup on her."
Liu Shougui shook his head. He seemed to like shaking his head.
I didn't expect things to be like this. Mirrors are the most commonly used item by Chinese people. Since the invention of bronze mirrors, all kinds of legends have begun to appear. Some are fairy tales, and some are true. But no matter what it is, it has evolved from a foundation, that is, a real foundation.
It is unfair for anyone for a person to disappear like this. The most frightening thing in this world is that two people have too many things in common, which is called commonality. If these two meet, problems will arise.
That day I went home and looked up information on the computer, but it seemed that there was no information on this subject. There were only various unreliable statements. I was also tired, so I sat on the sofa, watched TV, drank beer, and fell asleep on the sofa.
I had just fallen asleep when someone knocked on the door, which made me angry.
When I opened the door, it turned out to be the two guys downstairs again.
"Are you sick?"
"I'm sorry, big brother, we just can't stand it anymore. I heard you're from the crematorium. Is there anything you can do? Someone is just haunting it."
They actually just found out that I work at the crematorium.
"What's wrong with the crematorium? Normal people have never dealt with ghosts."
"That's not right. If you didn't work at the crematorium, you wouldn't have attracted ghosts."
"That's really harsh. If you say that, I will release ghosts into both of your homes tomorrow. Go away."
I was angry. This was pure mental disorder.
That day, I slept very soundly and was almost late for work in the morning.
Go into the dressing room, Ren Qiang, you are the chief deputy director, now you are the deputy director, it's like a rocket.
"You can't do this. You look like you haven't woken up yet."
"roll."
"I fire you."
"Hurry up, I'll just wait today and not work."
I waited, Ren Qiang left, and the director came in after a while.
"Brother, don't bother with me."
"Brother, I'm leaving. I don't want to play anymore."
I left, of course, I left, and someone else did the work that day, but sooner or later.
I don't want to work in a crematorium anymore. I've had this thought for a long time. This kind of work is really impossible. There's so much going on and it makes you feel like you're dead.
I went to chat with Liu Shougui and play chess. I stayed there and didn't go home. To me, home was no longer a home. Since my father died, I felt that it was no longer a home.
Liu Yang came and sat there. Liu Shougui directly picked him and said, "You two should be a couple. I have already calculated it and this is the best marriage in this life."
I don’t know whether the marriage Liu Shougui talked about is true or not, maybe it is true.
Liu Yang lowered his head with a red face.
"Uncle Liu, please think about this. I'm just a makeup artist, and I don't want to do this job anymore."
"That is your fate, and her fate as well. What will happen in the future is something that will happen later. I can't see it, and I can't predict it, but you will be together. That's fate."
Maybe it is, otherwise why would I come to Chixian? Maybe I would never think that I would have any connection with Chixian.
Since this is the case, I have accepted it. Just like my father's death, my father's death was very strange, which is one of the reasons why I am still brooding over Yun Bai.
That day Liu Yang and I established a romantic relationship, and perhaps it will be stable.
Liu Shougui asked me to follow Xiao Taohong home that day, saying that her mother would be happy if she knew about this.
I was shivering. What could a person who had been dead for so many years know? This was simply a joke. Last time, the wind was blowing everywhere and the curtains were blowing, but I didn't see any ghosts. Where did this wind come from? It made Liu Shougui nervous, which must explain some problems.
Liu Shougui and I went there. He entered the cold storage and stayed there for a while, then let us in. After we entered, he said, "Hold hands." I hesitated, but still pulled them. Liu Yang didn't say anything and lowered his head.
"Wife, our daughter has found that man, don't worry! Maybe you will attend their wedding."
It was a good thing that you didn't faint at that time. I broke out in a cold sweat. The reason why Liu Shougui said this was that there must be some way, or some chance, to bring his wife back to life. This was simply an act against the world. The life span of those who lived like this was immediately reduced by half.
I have absolutely no idea how to do this.
When I got home that day, I felt dazed and sat on the sofa, feeling cold.
I had just sat there for a few minutes when the police came again. I couldn't stand this trick.
"Are you sure there's nothing wrong?"
"Are you sure you're not sick? I'm fine, what do you mean?"
"Why are you so mad? We are working."
"You have disturbed me. If you don't have the ability, don't bother others. I tell you, I am very quiet. I even fart quietly."
I was so pissed off, and the two idiots following me made me even angrier. Their house was completely uninhabitable, and the noise was like an airplane taking off.
I don't know what trouble these two got into.
The manager came to my house and talked to me about work. Ren Qiang no longer said anything. I knew that this kid had a short life and would not last long. The ghost blue color was already very heavy. Most people could see that it was blue all over. Ordinary people thought that it was because he did it too much, but it was not. The ghost blue on the face was a sign of a short life.
I agreed to go to work because I didn't want to make things difficult for anyone. At least Liu Yang and I have established a relationship, and I need to have a stable income. It's not impossible to look for a better job while I'm still employed.
The manager told me another story. Some time ago, the urn in the farm was pried open, but they didn't find anything missing. However, from that day on, there were constant cries in the urn, and the administrator was stunned.
I thought to myself, this is very strange. Nothing was lost, so what was the purpose of prying the door open
This puzzled me, and I suddenly thought, are the two guys downstairs related? I don’t know. (To be continued)