The missing Zhang Xiaoxue was looking at me from a distance, which made me a little confused. Zhang Jianyihan saw it and reminded me that I didn't know what the ghost cave she mentioned was like. Zhang Xiaoxue disappeared in the refining room, which was too weird. Such a thing had never happened before. After she disappeared, the No. 8 operating table was sealed, with yellow paper stuck on it, and then covered with black cloth, which made many people afraid to go to the refining room.
What I didn't expect was that Zhang Jianyi Han died, just like that. Two days later, when I went to see her, she was dead in the chair, her eyes always looking in the direction of the hotel. I think she probably wanted to see her grandchildren again.
I did the makeup.
I actually found a few pages of paper in her pocket, and the words on them were unfamiliar to me. Why did I search her right pocket? Because Master Zhao Juan told me that when you are doing makeup on someone you know, you must search their pockets, men on the left and women on the right, because sometimes people put things in their pockets that are bad for the makeup artist, or even a sign of death. If there are things, you have to search them out. I have never thought about it this way. Who would put things in the clothes of a dead person? Don’t mention it, I have encountered it twice. One time it was a thimble, which means death, which is bad for the makeup artist and disaster will occur. Another time it was a safflower. Maybe this person likes safflower, and safflower on the dead body will cause the makeup artist to have a blood disaster. It is very effective. Master Zhao said that such things happen.
These pieces of paper were obviously written to someone, so I put them in my pocket. Zheng Jun glanced at me and didn't say anything else.
The words on the paper were so strange, I didn't recognize them, and I had never seen such words before. Zhang Jianyi Han's death really took me by surprise. We had just become friends, and I didn't expect such a thing to happen. I suddenly remembered that the day she died was the day her grandchildren returned to the underworld. The day of the virtual borrowing had arrived.
I went there again on the 13th, and didn't see those two beautiful children again. I shook my head.
There really are so many strange things in the world.
I put those pages on my body. Zhang Xiaoxue's disappearance was said to be caused by a ghost cave. Does it exist? I don't know. Zhang Yihan is dead. This is definitely something I didn't expect. She left those inexplicable words in her pocket. I couldn't understand them. In the end, I told Zheng Jun about it. He read it for a long time and shook his head. These words were too weird.
Mao Xiaoli, wearing mourning clothes, suddenly appeared from the crowd at the crematorium, which scared me.
"Let's go eat together after we're done."
I didn't say anything and she turned and left.
When Zheng Jun and I were putting on makeup, the family member suddenly pushed the door open and scared us.
"You can't come in here randomly."
"The director asked me to come to you for something."
"Then you wait until we finish our work."
The man nodded and went out.
"ill."
Zheng Jun finished his work. There wasn't much work today and it went very smoothly. He finished it at almost twelve o'clock.
When we came out, the man came to meet us.
"The director asked me to come find you at my house."
I thought this man was weird, so I walked aside and called the manager to ask him. It turned out to be true, the manager was out of town and couldn't come back.
What should I ask when I go over there
"make up."
"Well, we'll go there after we finish eating. You go back first and wait for us."
The man told us the address and left.
We went to Xilai Restaurant, still in that weird room, Mao Xiaoli was sitting there with the dishes and wine ready.
"Let's have a good drink today."
"No, I have a job to do. I have to leave after I finish eating. I can't drink."
"Okay."
The good thing about Mao Xiaoli is that she asks what she should ask and doesn't say anything about what she shouldn't ask.
That day I drove and took Zheng Jun to Zhaojiapo, which is located in a suburb of the city. Speaking of Zhaojiapo, people in the city should all know that a big incident happened four years ago. After dark, Zhaojiapo is shrouded in black air, night after night, and then you can see human figures running and jumping in the black fog. People who live there don't go out after dark. Later, experts went there, but they didn't figure out what was going on. But they found dozens of corpses wrapped in horse skins buried under the millstone of the village. That is, under the millstone, there is a millstone ghost, a big millstone ghost. The millstone is probably China's sin. This is called Mopan Village, or Niupan Village.
The incident in Mopan Village disappeared three months later, and no one died. However, there was one strange thing. After the death of people in Mopan Village, their bodies turned black. They did not have a crematorium. The government and the people intervened many times, but this strange incident could not be solved. They did not cremate the bodies either, and the matter remained at a stalemate. On the west mountain of Mopan Village, there is a cemetery where countless dead bodies are buried. It has been well protected since the Qing Dynasty. Experts take turns to look after the graves. This cemetery has a very rich culture.
I have been here before, with my mother to do some business, but I still don't know what it was about. My mother never told me, nor did she let me see it.
Zheng Jun and I parked the car outside the village. The village is backed by a mountain and has a mountain gate. Cars cannot enter, and strangers have to be brought in by someone. This is the only way into the village.
As soon as Zheng Jun and I arrived at the mountain gate, the man came out to welcome us in.
A family living near the mountain, with an old tiled roof, has some Manchu architectural features, but not entirely.
After entering the room, the person was hiding on the door panel, lying across the middle of the hall. Zheng Jun took a look at the exposed feet and knew whether it was a boy or a girl.
"You guys get out."
The family members of the deceased went out and I locked the door. This was a wild makeup, and outsiders cannot see it. It would be bad for the deceased and the makeup artist.
The lights in the room were dim, and the atmosphere was a little eerie.
"Have you been here?"
"No, Master Zhao has been here, it seems he has been here several times, and he has mentioned it to me, and told me that I will come here in the future, and told me not to talk too much, just work, and not talk."
I lifted the shroud and threw it to the ground, then stepped back several steps. Zheng Jun covered his mouth.
The body was black, with a kind of bugs crawling all over its face, biting the body. There were only bugs on the face, and the face was full of holes. I was devastated. I thought I couldn't do it anymore, and I guess I couldn't get out of this door.
Zheng Jun was trembling.
"I'll come, you watch."
I opened the makeup box and I knew they were corpse worms. They were quite powerful. Someone seemed to have said that corpse worms could even chew bones. If not dealt with, the entire corpse would be gone in just three days. There was this kind of worm burial in a certain place. Of course, not all of them were successful. It was not easy to raise corpse worms. Later, some people developed this kind of corpse worm and used it specifically for worm burials.
My head was a little confused, so I took out a spray that was formulated by Master Zhao specifically for dealing with this kind of insect. It had been kept in my makeup case, only the size of a small medicine bottle, and had never been used. But Master Zhao said that it must be kept in there and not be lost.
Corpse maggots eat both dead and living people, so don't let the maggots get on your body.
I took it out and sprayed it, and the bugs died immediately. After spraying, I waited for five minutes and started to put on makeup. After the bug holes were covered with colloid, I applied primer. It took me more than three hours to finish.
Zheng Jun just stood there watching, probably frightened.
I put away my makeup, closed the makeup box, opened the door, and pulled Zheng Jun out. The family members went in and watched for a long time before coming out. They didn't say a word, handed us the money wrapped in black paper, and sent us out of the mountain gate.
After Zheng Jun and I got in the car, I lit a cigarette.
“I feel like I’m covered in that bug.”
Zheng Jun began to take off his clothes.
"No, that's an illusion."
"have."
Zheng Jun took off his clothes and let me see. I was so excited and youthful. Zheng Jun screamed and put his clothes back on immediately.
“Are there any bugs?”
"You're so annoying."
That day we opened the black paper package and burned it. There was 10,000 yuan inside. I gave it to Zheng Jun and she counted out 5,000 yuan for me.
"Go buy some clothes."
When Zheng Jun and I were having dinner that day, I was thinking about Zhang Xiaoxue the whole time. She had been missing for a long time, and there was still no clue at the operating table. The police couldn't find any clues either. This was definitely a strange thing. Does the ghost cave really exist
I took out those pages and looked at them again, but I still didn’t understand, Zheng Jun said.
"I think I'll let Sister Mao take a look. Maybe she'll understand."
Actually, it’s not that I don’t want to, I’m just worried that there will be problems. I really don’t understand Mao Xiaoli. This woman is beyond your comprehension. I have no idea how deep the water is or how weird things are.
The next day was a day off, and Mao Xiaoli was also having a day off, so I went to her house and put the pages of paper on the table for her to see. She didn't even take them, but just took a look and said.
"I encountered this once. Only one kind of person can read this kind of writing."
"Who?"
"dead."
Mao Xiaoli looked at me after she said that. I thought she was joking, but it didn't seem like it.
Mao Xiaoli lit a cigarette, and the sight of the long, thin cigarette made me feel uncomfortable.
"This happened in the second year after I started working in the industry. At that time, I was learning makeup in the dressing room, and my master found these words in the pocket of a dead person, also on several pieces of paper. The master looked very nervous. Unexpectedly, a few days later, the master retired early and later passed away to another city, saying that he was going to live with his son in his old age."
"And finally?"
"I couldn't let it go. I thought about it almost every day. So I went to that city to find my master. She was so thin that I could hardly recognize her. She told me that day that it was ghost writing, the writing of another world that only the dead could understand. I drove the corpse to read the writing, but I didn't expect that it was a prophecy about me. It said that I would die in five years and be buried by insects. What I fear most is insects. Whatever you fear in this life will come true. My master couldn't sleep day and night. I didn't expect that."
"And then?"
"Just as it was written on that page, five years later, the master really died. He was buried with insects in the yard. When he was found, only some powder was left. The wind blew it away, and nothing was left."
I shuddered. It was the corpse worms that happened in Mopan Village yesterday. When I think about the worm hole on the dead man’s face, I still feel numb.
"Are these pages a prophecy of my death?"
"I don't know about that. I've only encountered this once, and it's not easy to talk about. But my master taught me how to exorcise corpses."
I don't know how corpses are driven, and I've never heard of it. But I know that the corpse drivers drive the corpses, but I haven't seen it, so I don't know if it's real. But in the crematorium, anything is possible.
"I want to know what's inside."
"If you've thought it over, I'll teach you how to exorcise corpses."
After saying that, Mao Xiaoli went upstairs and left me downstairs. I thought, I must know no matter what. Maybe it’s about Zhang Xiaoxue. That would be the best. No matter what, I must find Zhang Xiaoxue. I owe her.
Mao Xiaoli's scream suddenly came from upstairs. The decibel level was enough to break my heart. I rushed upstairs and stared at what was happening in amazement. (To be continued)