When Xiaozhe suddenly said let's go, I knew something was wrong. The three of us rushed out and stood in the yard. Bu Lele didn't come out. We looked at the door. This was what we were most worried about. A manager disappeared. That was a terrible thing.
Sun Da from Tianjin came all the way here, but he just went back like this. He did find Pao Zha, but he just went back like this without helping to solve the problem. What does this mean
I asked Liu Shougui, and he said that Sun from Tianjin was a strange person, and it was good enough that he could get out. He was not someone that ordinary people could invite.
We stood in the yard and looked outside, not saying a word. Bu Lele didn't come out. I don't know what this idiot was doing.
More than ten minutes had passed and Bu Lele still hadn't come out.
"Go to the monitoring room."
Xiaozhe took us into the monitoring room. The staff in the monitoring room looked at us and said.
"Enlarge the morgue in room 16."
We didn't see Bu Lele. When we turned back, we still didn't see Bu Lele. We just saw the three of us standing there. When we went out later, Bu Lele was with us, but without Bu Lele, I knew we couldn't get out.
Xiaozhe wiped the sweat off his face and glanced at Liu Shougui.
"Go to Room 16 right now."
After Liu Shougui finished speaking, he hurried to Room 16. We went in. There was no body in the transparent freezer. There was only a sheet covering the body. The eternal lamp was shaking, which was creepy.
"I want to run away and take your place."
Liu Shougui said.
"What's the meaning?"
"To borrow life from death, Paozha first has a dead body, and then finds a living person. This is a kind of existence formed by the combination of yin and yang."
Liu Shougui said this, and I also know something about it. Master Yunzheng taught me. Xiaozhe doesn’t seem to know much. It seems that He Dana didn’t teach him these things.
"Go to Bu Lele's office."
When we went in, Bu Lele was sitting there reading the newspaper, as if nothing had happened. It was so strange.
We looked at her and she took a long time to speak.
"What's wrong with you?"
I know Bu Lele never speaks like this.
Xiaozhe didn't say anything, Bu Lele stood up and smiled at us.
"Sit down and talk if you have something to say."
Bu Lele is never happy. Although her name is Bu Lele, she actually poured tea for us, which is even rarer.
We sat down and Xiaozhe looked at me. I rolled my eyes and Xiaozhe immediately didn't understand. Because when Xiaozhe and I were together, that is, when I was alive in my previous life, we had a consensus that if we didn't want to do something or something was wrong, we could just roll our eyes left or right. At that time, we cooperated very well and we also had many such secret codes.
Xiaozhe immediately understood what I meant. This Bu Lele was not that Shu Lele.
"Captain Buchang, I want to change my job."
I told Bu Lele.
"Well, go wherever you like and I'll make the arrangements for tomorrow. I have something else to do today."
Since she didn't call my name and didn't calm down, it seemed that she wanted to get us away.
We left because we were scared.
That day, we left the crematorium, having confirmed that Bu Lele was not the same Bu Lele, and had been replaced. If in life, a person suddenly undergoes a major change, or even forgets some things or details, or cannot tell them, there may be something wrong with this person, or he or she may have been replaced, or a person's temperament may have changed drastically.
When I returned home, Xiaozhe went with Liu Shougui. I was worried about Xiaozhe, just like in the previous life. But I could hug Xiaozhe now, and this was the most important thing. I had to repay the hug I owed in the previous life in this life.
Xiaozhe actually called me at night.
"Master Zhang Wen, right? I want to know the current situation of the crematorium. I want to buy you a drink. Let's go to Xilailou."
I didn’t expect that Xiaozhe also likes to go to Xilailou.
When I arrived at Xilailou, Xiaozhe was already there. We went into the private room, which was a familiar private room to me. There were paintings by Dong Jun and Dong Xiaoqiang in it.
Xiaozhe talked to me about the crematorium. We talked a lot that day and I told him what I knew. Actually, I didn’t know more than Xiaozhe did. I hadn’t been to the new crematorium for some time.
When we were halfway through drinking that day, a man came in and scared us. It turned out to be Tianjin Paper Sun. He locked the door and sat down and said.
"I'm not leaving. I'll drink some water first."
Tianjin Sun drank a large glass of water.
"I didn't leave. I know Pao Zha is in Room 16. Pao Zha has become a trait, that is, he has human thinking. He Ping has done it. He once drank and chatted with Pao Zha in his home. Of course, he used a paper substitute. He is a very evil person. Of course, He Ping is your master, and I shouldn't say that, but finding a substitute means that He Ping has someone he likes and he is in pain, so he used paper substitutes to accompany him. You may not know this."
I was stunned, Xiaozhe was also stunned, he just stood there completely dumbfounded. He Ping was Xiaozhe's paper-folding master and really taught Xiaozhe everything. Xiaozhe, the godson and apprentice, also worked hard and learned the essence of paper-folding.
In that sense, Pao Zha has already become a mixture of yin and yang. In this sense, he is not much different from humans. It can even be said that he has things that humans cannot do, and that is what is scary.
"what to do?"
Xiaozhe asked.
I know a few things about He Ping. I met him once. He was drinking with someone. I thought it was a bit ridiculous. But after hearing what Tianjin Sun said, it seems that I know too little about He Ping.
"This matter is very troublesome. The reason why I want to leave like this is that I met someone, so I pretended to leave. Now, you can find a way to get me to a place where no one knows. I won't talk about this matter for now."
That day, Xiaozhe brought Tianjin Sun to He Dana's place, but I didn't go. I knew that after He Dana's death, I didn't like going there anymore. That place brought me too many things and made me feel painful.
This matter seems to be really troublesome. When Tianjin Sun said this, I knew it was a big deal.
The next day when I was at work, Bu Lele suddenly came in while I was refining. I was startled and she looked at me.
"Master Zhang, come with me to the office."
Bu Lele usually doesn't do this. She always talks on the intercom. She will only come when you are not there. I followed Bu Lele to her office, and when she locked the door, I knew that I was in trouble.
I poured a glass of water and drank it.
"Master Zhang, I think you understand some things because you remember things from your previous life. In your previous life, you were a refiner. You know some things, but you don't say them."
When Bu Lele said this, I started sweating. I knew that this Bu Lele was not that Bu Lele. It was certain and there was no way to escape it.
"Just say what you want to say."
"I hope that Ke Mingzhe, your son, and Tianjin Sun, Liu Shougui, will let this matter go. I just want to live a human life. It will only take three years, and then I will naturally return to the world of paper-folding. That is my true life."
Bu Lele told me this directly. I hesitated, thinking that if I really couldn't defeat her, then it would just be her wish.
"I have no say in this matter. I need to discuss it with them."
"Okay, don't mess with me for three days, or you'll get into trouble. I'll also tell you something. The pen He Ping gave to your son Ke Mingzhe is not an ordinary pen, it's the finishing touch. It's a legend in history, but this is reality. Even if I were alive, He Ping would rarely use it, wouldn't dare to use it, and wouldn't use it easily."
"Don't worry, I will take care of it. Just don't make Xiaozhe suffer."
As soon as I left the office, I was sweating profusely. I have been a refiner for a lifetime, but I still can't understand this evil paper-made thing.
After get off work, I called Xiaozhe and asked him to go to the river.
When I was at the river, Xiaozhe came over.
“My father also loved sitting by the river.”
I was stunned for a moment. I didn't expect Xiaozhe's feelings for me to be like this. He came to the crematorium just for me, because he owed me a hug.
I told Xiaozhe about it.
"Her existence is not a good thing. Let alone three years, even three days would be troublesome."
"What does Tianjin Sun say?"
"Destroying Bu Lele and letting the real Bu Lele appear, that's because the deceased and Bu Lele were born on the same day of the same month of the same year, so this situation would happen. This is also a coincidence, and it's also the fate of this person."
"Does he have any good ideas?"
"Now he didn't say anything. The body is lost. Bu Lele is here, but he's not that Bu Lele. So it's very troublesome now."
"Or it has nothing to do with you."
"No, the stabbing is mine."
I don’t want to say anything more. The only way now is to prevent Xiaozhe from getting into any trouble.
I went home in the evening, cooked dinner for my mother, and was sitting there watching TV when I received a text message.
"Xilai Building, private room number four on the third floor."
There are private rooms on the third floor of Xilai Building, but they are never open to the public. The mobile phone number that sent this text message is unfamiliar, so I can only think that it must be Dong Xiaoqiang, the son of Dong Jun. Why did he want to see me? I seldom go to Xilai Building because I don't want to go there. Besides, I haven't been to this crematorium for long.
I still went out and entered Xilai Building. When I walked from the second floor to the third floor, I felt uneasy, the same kind of uneasiness I had in my previous life. I didn't know Dong Xiaoqiang at all, but I didn't expect that he would be painting like he was in his previous life.
I met Dong Xiaoqiang when I was six or seven years old. At that time, Dong Jun showed me his paintings, which were indeed good paintings.
There was only one light on at the top of the corridor on the third floor, and it was very dark. I stood there for a long time without moving. The paintings hanging on the wall were all weird, coffins, and bones. I knew that Dong Xiaoqiang was famous for his paintings, paintings of coffins and bones, but he was very low-key. He did not accept any interviews, could not join any group, and did not show up in public.
I slowly walked towards private room number four and stood at the door, not moving for a long time. I listened for any movement, but there was no movement. I began to suspect something, but I still pushed the door open. I did not go in. I saw a woman with her hair loose sitting there. She had very long hair and was facing me. My heart tightened. I did not know her, but she actually sent me a text message. What did that mean
I didn't feel very good, and when I turned to leave, the woman spoke, and I was stunned. (To be continued)