The water temperature in the hot spring pool is just right, and white smoke is swirling in the air.
Chen Ling withdrew his fingers that were stuck to the man's back as if he had been burned. His ears turned red and he turned his head to look away, as if he had not seen anything just now.
But the scene in the water seemed to be engraved in my mind and could not be erased.
As a man himself, Chen Ling knew very well that judging from the situation in the water just now, the ancestor should not have reached the peak of his sexual desire. But as the saying goes, one can see the big picture from the small details, and one can infer what will happen later just by looking at the initial situation.
Chen Ling nervously picked at the small stones by the pond, his heart in turmoil.
When he realized that he might be gay, he privately looked for some physiological teaching materials on the Internet. He was deeply moved after reading them, and it made him feel that the matter did not seem so scary.
Until just now.
He saw the 3D cutout.
Chen Ling became more silent, and his movements of picking at the stone became more hasty, easily exposing his inner anxiety.
Jiang Yu acted as if nothing had happened.
He was in a relaxed posture, with one arm stretched out, his fingertips just touching the shoulder of the young man who had retreated to an arm's length away from him.
Chen Ling trembled, turned his head suddenly, and asked in a hurried voice: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yu leaned to the right and hooked his finger at him: "Come here."
Chen Ling swallowed, looked into the water, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, fortunately, I got down.
He cleared his throat and moved over, but the redness on his ears had not yet faded, and was gently pinched by the man's fingers.
The young man's earlobe was soft and round, and the skin adhered tightly to his fingertips, making him reluctant to let go.
Chen Ling instinctively wanted to retreat, but Jiang Yu grabbed his shoulder and led him over, then pinched the young man's waist and easily lifted him up to sit on his lap.
Wu Weiwei on the opposite side couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He stood up, wrapped a towel around himself, and slipped away quietly.
After leaving the hot spring, you will see the living room of the villa.
After thinking about it, he took out a light music record from the TV cabinet and considerately played it for the two of them to avoid making strange noises that might be heard by neighbors next door or passers-by.
Pleasant and soothing piano music floated from the direction of the living room, interweaving with the ambiguous atmosphere in the hot spring.
Chen Ling put his feet on the bench carved out of natural stone, trying not to touch Jiang Yu. He supported his body with his arms straight and looked to the side, pretending to be enjoying the scenery.
Jiang Yu's eyes looked murderous, but his restraints were gentle, with five fingers spread out to support the young man's back, "What were you hiding from just now?"
Chen Ling thought, Brother, you've done that, how can I not retreat? But he refused to give in: "I didn't hide. Didn't you tell me not to touch you? I just took my hand away."
Jiang Yu didn't expose his clumsy words, "Okay, you didn't hide."
The implication of indulgence was too strong, and Chen Ling felt even more embarrassed.
He took a few deep breaths, gathered all his strength, and finally put on a calm expression. He changed the subject and asked again, "What's wrong with the spell on your back?"
He didn't have time to take a closer look just now, so he wasn't sure whether it was a talisman or some other text.
Jiang Yu frowned, pursed his lips into a straight line, and the relaxed expression on his face quickly revealed a depressing gloom.
It is said that they are in a romantic relationship, which means that they are husband and wife, and both parties should have their own privacy.
Chen Ling was annoyed by his recklessness and pretended not to care, "I'm just asking casually. It doesn't matter if you don't tell me." He dragged his voice and hummed, "I'm a little hungry. Go ask Wu Weiwei what he wants to eat tonight."
He pushed hard on his knees and was about to stand up and step over the man, but Jiang Yu pulled him back into his arms again.
"It's the talisman and the extermination script."
The man's voice was gentle, but it did not give people a relaxing feeling. Even though Chen Ling could not see the other person's expression, he could sense that the old ancestor was not in a good mood at the moment.
Talismans usually contain the names of gods and have the effect of suppressing and exorcising evil spirits. They are written on yellow paper, which is called talisman paper. The ghost writing is said to be "ghost writing" and is written for the dead to see.
These two things, one symbolizes the Nine Heavens Avenue, and the other symbolizes the underworld. They are contradictory, but harmonious. After all, yin and yang in the world complement each other and are indispensable.
But it would be a bit strange to have such a thing on a ghost whose lifespan is thousands of years.
"Why?" Chen Ling blurted out, looking at the man with urgent and worried eyes.
Jiang Yu looked at the young man deeply, and his tightly pursed lips suddenly curved into a faint arc. He pinched the young man's chin with his fingers and lifted it up, "Are you worried about me?"
Chen Ling's chin was pinched so hard that it hurt slightly, but he didn't say anything. He just looked into the man's eyes and nodded seriously.
Jiang Yu's smile widened as he chuckled, "They are just some ordinary spells to suppress evil spirits."
Chen Ling pursed his lips, a little unconvinced.
Jiang Yu loosened his hand, and his fingertips slid across the young man's shoulders, across his back, and pressed him towards himself.
Raising his head, he gently kissed Chen Ling's lips, held them in his mouth, and then rubbed them again. Jiang Yu then continued, "The longer the ghost exists, the more easily the mind will be affected by the increasingly severe ghost and evil spirits. As long as the mind is clear, the spell will have no effect on me."
Chen Ling pushed the man's face away and asked seriously, "Really?"
Jiang Yu smiled and said, "Of course it's true."
Chen Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and traced the man's face repeatedly, trying to find any flaws.
Half a minute later, he failed.
Either this person was telling the truth, or the truth was hidden too deeply. In any case, Chen Ling could not find any trace of his ancestor lying.
Chen Ling withdrew his gaze, put his arms around the man's neck, put his face on his shoulder, and blew into his ear.
"Jiang Yu, don't lie to me, or I'll beat you up."
Jiang Yu tightened his arms, his strength was so strong that he seemed to want to embed the person into his flesh and blood: "Okay."
Wu Weiwei was afraid that his presence as a light bulb would affect the performance of the two people, so he simply left the villa and walked down the mountain path.
The mountain path paved with stone slabs is elegant and smooth. Both sides have been uniformly planned and are planted with low ornamental shrubs. Further into the depths are dense and pristine forests.
Besides him, there were other people walking in the forest, all of them were couples or lovers holding hands.
Wu Weiwei felt the critical hit again. He frustratedly kicked away a small stone that was blocking his way and quickened his pace to the reception center in the center of the valley.
Passing through the reception center, outside is the open-air public hot spring pool.
In one of the hot springs, several middle-aged men were soaking and chatting.
Wu Weiwei couldn't stand the loneliness, so he took off the shorts and vest he wore over his swimming trunks, took a clean towel from the waiter, and walked towards those people.
Hearing the sound of someone entering the water, the people who were chatting turned around and looked over. Wu Weiwei hurriedly greeted him.
He was eloquent and good at fortune-telling, and soon joined their chat group.
After chatting for about ten minutes, Wu Weiwei learned that these people were employees of a large company and were also here for team-building at the hot spring club. Tomorrow night, their company would hold a large celebration banquet in the main building of the club.
"How about you, little brother? Are you here for vacation?" asked a slightly plump Mediterranean man.
When they were chatting just now, these people did not reveal the company they worked for. Since the other party was unwilling to reveal the truth, Wu Weiwei naturally would not tell the truth.
"Yes, I'm here on vacation with my brother and the others."
Mediterranean nodded and said, "This place is indeed suitable for vacation, with beautiful scenery. I heard that the boss used a lot of connections to obtain the development rights here."
Wu Weiwei hummed and asked, "Besides the hot spring hotel, is there anything else to do nearby?"
"Not yet." Another person said, "But I heard from colleagues in other departments that the company plans to build a glass bridge here next year to connect the mountains on both sides of the col."
"That's a huge project," Wu Weiwei exclaimed.
"The boss is rich," said Mediterranean. "He started out as an e-commerce businessman and later switched to the new energy industry. He has more money than he can spend. He built this hot spring resort to provide a place for leisure and entertainment for the companies he usually cooperates with. While making money, he can also bring the two sides closer together. Killing two birds with one stone."
Wu Weiwei: “I see.”
After they had finished bathing and chatting for a while, he stood up from the water and pulled the towel to wrap around his lower body. "Brothers, continue bathing. I'll be leaving first."
We are just casual acquaintances, no one will really try to keep you. Several middle-aged men smiled and waved at him.
Holding his slippers in one hand, Wu Weiwei walked barefoot along the cobblestone path outside the public hot spring to the shower room.
When I was about to enter the door, I suddenly heard a "ah" from the women's shower room next to me, followed by a woman's cry for help.
Wu Weiwei didn't think much about it and was about to leave when he heard a call for help from inside: "Is there anyone outside? I sprained my ankle, can you come in and help me?"
As soon as the delicate, crying voice fell, a burst of laughter was heard. The voice was so sharp that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, an adult or a child.
"Who!" The woman in the shower room screamed. She seemed to be frightened by something and started yelling like crazy, "Someone! Someone come quickly! There's something here!"
Judging from the situation, it didn't look like there was anyone else inside. But what was that laughter just now
Wu Weiwei hesitated for two seconds and rushed in.
On the floor of the women's shower room, a young woman was lying on her side, with her elbows resting on the ground.
She was so stiff that she dared not move for fear of tearing the wound. She caught a glimpse of someone coming in and shouted loudly, "I just slipped and twisted my foot when I fell. Now I can't move. Can you help me get out first?"
Wu Weiwei looked around and clearly heard a second voice here just now.
Seeing that he didn't move, the woman got anxious, and her crying tone turned into howling: "I'm not lying to you, I really can't move! There's something in here, can you take me out first, please? I beg you, brother!"
The other party was very reserved in her words, but Wu Weiwei still understood what she meant. He squatted down and asked, "What did you see?"
"I didn't see anything!" the woman collapsed, "Brother, can you please stop wasting time!"
Wu Weiwei reached out his hand. Although the man was well-dressed, it was still taboo for men and women to touch each other, and today's society was dangerous... He first took out his mobile phone, turned on the video function, and pinned it to the waistband of his swimming trunks.
woman:"… "
A foot injury could be serious or minor, so Wu Weiwei didn't dare to move too much. He carefully helped the man up and carried him out.
There is a bench outside the shower room.
Wu Weiwei helped the man over and said, "I'll go to the front desk and ask if there is a doctor here."
"There's a doctor. Don't leave, brother!" The woman grabbed him and said, "I know the front desk number. Just ask them to send a doctor over. Can you lend me your phone?"
Wu Weiwei frowned, pushed away the woman's hand that was pulling his towel, and handed her his cell phone, "Call yourself."
The woman curled her lips, thinking that the young man in front of her looked decent, but why was he so harsh and not considerate at all towards the opposite sex.
It was the same when he helped her just now. He didn't allow me to get too close to him, as if I were a monster. It was so boring.
She dialed the number neatly, briefly told the other end about her situation and location, and then returned the phone to Wu Weiwei.
Wu Weiwei took the phone and asked again: "What happened to you in there just now?"
These words were like a bucket of cold water poured down on her. The woman's face suddenly changed and she shuddered.
She looked up at the young man in front of her and asked quietly, "Do you believe that there are ghosts in the world?"
Wu Weiwei nodded: "I believe it."
The woman breathed a sigh of relief. If you say some things to people who don't believe, you will be regarded as a psychopath. She asked again: "Did you hear another sound outside just now? That was the giggling sound."
"I heard it." Wu Weiwei, "What's wrong?"
"There was no one else in the shower room except me." The woman's body was covered with goose bumps. Her lips trembled. After swallowing several times, she whispered, "But when I fell, the laughter suddenly rang out, getting louder and louder. It must be near me... But you can see that every shower room near me is open and empty."
Wu Weiwei thought for a moment and said, "Maybe someone is playing a prank on me."
"No!" Thinking he didn't believe her, the woman raised her voice and emphasized each word, "Absolutely not!"
There are indeed some bored ghosts in the world who just like to watch the fun, and this kind of ghosts are basically not aggressive.
Wu Weiwei thought for a moment and said, "I'll go in and take a look. You wait here for the doctor to come."
The shower room was very quiet, with only the occasional sound of dripping water from the shower head.
There was smoke everywhere, and the air I breathed into my nose was incredibly humid and had a sticky feeling.
Wu Weiwei walked in and pushed the door all the way inside regardless of whether it was open or not, and checked each shower cubicle inside and out.
Just as the woman said, she was the only one in the shower room.
Wu Weiwei walked out, and when he was almost at the door, he heard the giggling sound again.
He returned quickly, and the room was still empty.
Is it outside the wall
If the person was laughing against the wall, it would give people the illusion that the laughter was inside the wall. Wu Weiwei ran out quickly and went around to the side of the women's shower room.
There was a man squatting in the bushes, wearing a large bright yellow T-shirt like a cloak. He was thin and small, like a little child.
Wu Weiwei suddenly didn't dare to go forward, and kept his distance and said "Hey" to him: "What are you doing here, where are your parents?"
The child stood there with his back hunched over, motionless, like a statue.
Wu Weiwei's heart began to beat fast, and he was about to step back when the man suddenly stood up.
Just as he guessed, it was indeed a child, with a pair of thin legs exposed under the clothes.
Those legs were so thin, they looked like two chopsticks stuck on the ground. The shriveled flesh seemed to have been drained of water and was sticking pitifully to the bones.
"Little boy, was it you who made that laughter just now?" Wu Weiwei spoke again, his voice a little unstable due to inexplicable nervousness.
He encouraged himself, this is just a little brat, there is nothing to be afraid of. Yes, a little brat.
"Mom and Dad..." The child finally spoke, his voice was very shrill and made people feel uncomfortable.
Wu Weiwei didn't know why he repeated himself. He coughed and educated me like an adult, "Don't be so scary next time. Go play by yourself first. I'm leaving now."
“Go…” The child moved his feet on the grass. He slowly turned around and raised his head which had been lowered.
It was a very strange face.
Her eyes were very big, like two big glass balls pressed hard into her eye sockets, her nose was small, her nose bridge was sunken, and her lips were very dark, making her skin look pale and colorless.
He grinned, smiled at Wu Weiwei and screamed.
Wu Weiwei saw the neat white teeth in the mouth, and the tongue and lips were the same dark red. He frowned and suddenly was not sure whether it was a human or a ghost.
He chanted an exorcism spell, but it had no effect on the child.
Wu Weiwei simply turned around and left. Even after turning the corner of the shower room, he still caught a glimpse of the child standing in the distance, laughing.
On the bench, the doctor had just arrived and had begun to give the woman a preliminary examination.
After two or three minutes, the doctor put the woman's feet back on the ground and gave a conclusion: "The bones and ligaments are not injured. Just apply more hot compresses and stay in bed to rest."
Knowing that it was nothing serious, the woman patted her chest exaggeratedly and said softly, "Thank you, doctor."
The doctor nodded and lowered his head to pack his things. "Let your boyfriend take you back to your room first."
"I'm not his boyfriend." Wu Weiwei quickly denied it and turned to the woman and said, "You must not be here alone. Call a friend or family member and ask them to pick you up."
woman:"… "
The doctor was stunned for a moment, then smiled and picked up the box. Seeing the stretcher next to him, he asked, "Or you can choose to lie on the stretcher and let our staff carry you back."
The woman said stiffly, "Thank you, but no, I'll remember to go back when I can."
Wu Weiwei turned and left, following the doctor who happened to be leaving.
The doctor slung the medical kit over his shoulder, turned to look at him, and asked casually, "Are you here on vacation?"
"I guess so." Wu Weiwei didn't intend to beat around the bush and said directly: "I just saw a child in yellow clothes next to the shower room. Is he a guest of the club?"
"Child?" The doctor was stunned for a moment and said uncertainly, "That should be the case. The nearest village to the guild hall is thirty kilometers away. It is unlikely that a child can come here by himself."
Wu Weiwei nodded and asked, "Have you seen that child before?"
The doctor found it funny: "Summer clothes should be changed every day, what's the point of you just talking about clothes?"
"It was my negligence." Wu Weiwei scratched his head, retrieved the strange face from his memory, and described it carefully to the doctor.
"Are you sure?" The doctor suspected that there was something wrong with his memory. "It looks a bit like an alien."
Wu Weiwei: "I'm not kidding you, it really looks like that."
The doctor shook his head and said, "Then I definitely haven't seen it."
After walking a few more steps, it was time to split up. The doctor said, "There are guests coming in and out here every day. How can I meet everyone? If you really want to know about the child, you can ask other staff members."
Wu Weiwei smiled and said okay, then waved goodbye to the doctor.
Turning his back, he lowered his head, turned on his phone and checked the time. It had been an hour and a half since he came out. Even if the fight between the two was between gods, it should have been over by now.
Wu Weiwei looked down at the bath towel he had not had time to change, sighed, and went back to the shower room to change his clothes.
When he came out, he hesitated and went around to the side wall of the women's shower room again.
The place was empty, there was nothing.
He scratched his head in confusion, turned around and walked away. After a few steps, he received a call from Chen Ling, asking him to go to Zhenxiulou for dinner.
Zhenxiulou is located on the east side of the guild hall. It has four floors and serves all kinds of cuisines.
Chen Lingding's seat was in the Chinese restaurant section, and when Wu Weiwei entered the room, he saw two people sitting by the window.
"Why do you go out alone without asking me?" Chen Ling poured him some lemonade and asked casually.
Wu Weiwei glanced at Jiang Yu, who had a calm expression, and said implicitly, "I just saw that you guys are all... quite busy."
Chen Ling reacted and almost bit his tongue when he spoke again. He laughed it off and said, "Have you finished visiting the whole club?"
"No." Wu Weiwei drank half a glass of water in one breath and said, "How could that be possible? I was just bragging to a few uncles in the public hot spring. They said that a company will hold a celebration party here tomorrow night and many people will come. It will probably be a bit noisy."
Chen Ling: "If that's the case, we won't stay overnight tomorrow night and will go back early."
Wu Weiwei thought it was feasible and nodded.
He tightened his grip on the cup and said hesitantly, "Brother Chen, I saw a very thin kid outside the shower room. He..."
Wu Weiwei was halfway through his speech when he felt his stomach cramp and a sour feeling came up.
He covered his mouth reflexively and stood up from the stool, grabbing the waiter who happened to pass by and mumbling through his palm: "Where is the bathroom?"
The waiter pointed in a direction: "Go along that road, turn left..."
As if he couldn't bear it any longer, Wu Weiwei pushed the waiter aside and ran towards the bathroom.
Chen Ling was a little confused and looked at Jiang Yu: "I'll go take a look."
He chased after him and just as he reached the bathroom door, he heard a retching sound.
Wu Weiwei is an energetic man, seemingly with endless energy. This is the first time Chen Ling has seen him look sick.
Walking to the innermost cubicle, he asked worriedly, "Are you feeling stomach discomfort?"
Wu Weiwei turned his back to him and waved his hand. Just as he was about to stand up and speak, his stomach cramped violently again.
A feeling of nausea surged up my body, and a sour and smelly liquid rushed up my esophagus and was instantly spat out of my mouth.
Chen Ling didn't mind and walked in to massage his back. When his eyes swept across the toilet, he found that the vomit in it was mixed with a little blood.