"Why is it gone?" Chen Ling muttered, clicked on it again, and got the same prompt.
I had no choice but to continue scrolling. Although I didn't find any similar posts, I did see a post complaining that there is no freedom of speech now. Can't I even speak out? It's not our fault.
Chen Ling immediately shared the post with Wu Weiwei, and asked him to see if he could get something out of the students when he went to check out the place.
But when he came out of the sharing interface, even the post was gone.
It is obvious that the administrators of the campus forum are controlling public opinion and strictly prohibiting anyone from discussing related topics.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yu glanced at the young man in the rearview mirror.
Chen Ling wanted to hand over the phone, but then he remembered that his ancestor was driving, so as to avoid being photographed by the camera and getting a ticket.
"Weiweixin has received a job ordering exorcism. The person who contacted us is a private middle school called Rongshen." He turned sideways to face Jiang Yu, looking at the man's face seriously and said, "Middle school students are like the sun at eight or nine o'clock, when the yang energy is rising vigorously. A school has at least five thousand students in middle and high schools. If there is no murder in such a place, ghosts from the outside world dare not approach it casually."
Chen Ling paused, thinking of the two previous posts, "And I just saw two strange posts. One said it was unlucky and organized everyone to burn incense, and the other said that public opinion was restricted. But now, both of them have been deleted."
There was a red light ahead, Jiang Yu slowed down the car, stopped, and looked at the young man sideways: "Do you think there is a problem?"
Chen Ling hummed, and tightened his fingers around the phone, "Yes, but I've asked Weiwei to check out the location first, and see how things go before deciding whether to accept the order."
Jiang Yu loosened his grip on the steering wheel, raised his right hand, and tapped the young man's frowning brows, "Don't frown. If you want to go and see it, I'll go with you."
The area between his eyebrows where the needle had been applied felt hot. Chen Ling held his forehead and sat up straight, shaking his head and saying, "Let's wait for more news."
At this moment, Wu Weiwei already had his cell phone in his pocket, took his brother Chen's ID, and got on the online-hailing car.
When he heard that he was going to a 4S store, the experienced driver immediately shared his car buying experience with him, such as whether manual transmission is cheaper than automatic transmission, which car has the best value for money, and which brand has the worst after-sales service, without keeping anything to himself.
Wu Weiwei memorized them all and already had an idea of what kind of car he was going to buy.
After arriving at the 4S store, he quickly picked one, completed the car pick-up procedures, and drove away directly.
He had never had the chance to actually drive after passing the test. Now that he finally got behind the wheel of a car, he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet. He drove as slowly as possible and was overtaken by countless people along the way.
It took him more than half an hour to drive a distance of only five kilometers.
The gate of Rongshen Middle School is very grand, with security rooms on both sides of the main entrance.
The security guard was faithfully staying at his post, and when he saw an ordinary family SUV with a temporary license plate approaching, he immediately stuck his head out of the window of the security room.
"The school does not allow strange vehicles to enter. If you are here to look for someone, please park your car outside."
Wu Weiwei could only park the car as he was told, then returned to the security room and looked up to ask the security guard inside: "Do you want to register?"
"Yes." The security guard lowered his head and took out a notebook from the table in front of him and handed it over. "Name, phone number, ID number, which student in which class you are looking for, who is the class teacher, write them down one by one."
Wu Weiwei was in a dilemma. There was no problem with the name and ID number, but as for who to find, if he made up something on the spot, what if the security guard directly called the head teacher of that class
He thought about it and only left his personal information.
After instinctively handing the registration back, Wu Weiwei said before the security guard could question him, "Brother, I'm not here to look for anyone. I just want to visit your school and ask for some advice."
There is no school that does not pay attention to new students. When the security guard heard that they were here to visit the school, he immediately raised the barrier.
Not only that, he personally came out of the security room and said with a smile: "You need to consult the teacher in the admissions office. Our school is big, I will take you in."
Wu Weiwei's mouth twitched, but it was too late to refuse. The security guard had already taken the lead and walked to the front.
He pushed his cap down on his head, sighed, and followed.
Rongshen Middle School is quite large in size, and its teaching buildings are tall and majestic. On the side of each teaching building there is an inspiring word.
The security guard introduced enthusiastically, "Don't think that Rongxin is not a public school. Our teaching staff is no worse than that of public schools. They are all senior teachers invited from all over the country. The teachers and class teachers are very responsible, and the students are also very well-behaved, unlike the students in some schools who are very jumpy."
Wu Weiwei raised his eyebrows, "Brother, if I let my brother go to school here, can you get some commission?"
Seeing through his trick, the security guard touched his nose awkwardly and said, "It's not much, just the money for a few packs of cigarettes." He was afraid that the meat would slip away, so he hurriedly said, "But what I just said is true. You can check it on the Internet."
Wu Weiwei pretended to be mature and said, "I know, I just checked before coming here."
The security guard breathed a sigh of relief and led the man into the faculty building. He continued, "The person in charge of our admissions office is surnamed Cao. You can just call him Teacher Cao."
"I understand." Wu Weiwei nodded, got into the elevator and went up to the third floor.
The doors of the offices on the third floor are basically open. Each office has four long small desks, with two desks put together.
The chairs were standing on the ground in a slightly messy manner, probably because the teacher forgot to put them straight when he stood up and left.
The security guard stopped in front of a closed door and said, "Young man, this is the one." Then he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Come in." A rough male voice came from inside.
The security guard held the door handle and completely opened the door. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he walked in with a flattering smile, "Teacher Cao, someone here wants to consult about studying in our school."
Teacher Cao glanced at him and said indifferently, "It's you. Let the parent come in. I'll take care of the rest."
"Yes, yes." The security guard turned around and winked at Wu Weiwei, "Go in."
The security guard did not stay any longer after he scanned his face in front of Teacher Cao to prove that he was the one who brought the student's parents. He turned around and went out, closing the door for the two of them.
Teacher Cao was typing on the computer. He stopped when Wu Weiwei sat down.
He looked at the man sharply through the lenses, pushed his glasses up, and asked with a smile, "What's your name, sir?"
"Your last name is Wu." Wu Weiwei knew that the other party felt that he was too young to have children, so he took the initiative to say, "I came here to help my brother look for schools. He is a freshman in high school this year, and I don't know if he can keep up if he transfers here."
His past experiences of cheating and deceiving people have given him rich experience in lying. His expression is serious and his eyes are eager. He really looks like a poor brother who is worried about his naughty younger brother.
Teacher Cao stared at the man for a few seconds, then leaned back in his chair, crossing his hands on the desk in front of him. "Of course I can keep up. Our teachers at Rongxin are very responsible. If they encounter a student who can't keep up, they will stay behind to explain individually."
Wu Weiwei asked seriously, "What about the tuition?"
Teacher Cao gave a number and then introduced: "Don't be fooled by the high tuition fees. It includes accommodation fees, canteen fees, and extracurricular activities fees. By the way, in winter, the school will also organize students to participate in winter camps, and the cost of this will be calculated separately."
"Is that so..." Wu Weiwei showed a puzzled expression, "I understand the rest, but what about the accommodation fee?"
"Mr. Wu, we are a boarding school with a monthly vacation system. Of course, if parents really don't want their children to live on campus, that's fine, but they must write an application, and the accommodation fee is non-refundable."
Wu Weiwei: “…” Is this a blatant trap
He coughed, cleared his throat, waved his hand like a local tycoon and said, "Accommodation fees are a small matter. The main issue is the safety of the students."
"Don't worry about safety. Our school has a security team that takes turns on duty 24 hours a day."
"But I heard that something happened at Rongshen Middle School." Wu Weiwei began to probe.
Teacher Cao pursed his lips, picked up the water cup and drank a sip of water, then said, "Who told you that, Mr. Wu?"
"Oh, my brother." Wu Weiwei held his forehead, looking like he had a headache. "Before I came here today, I mentioned the transfer to him. He went to the forum and took a look. He said that a student of your Rongxin had an accident, and it was not a small one..."
Teacher Cao's face darkened. He stood up and looked down at the young man sitting across from his desk. "Our school has very good security. Nothing has happened. If Mr. Wu is really worried, he can transfer his child to another school."
"No, Mr. Cao." Wu Weiwei also stood up, looking anxious, "I just asked casually, I didn't mean anything else."
Teacher Cao's eyebrows twitched a few times, and he nodded, "Then does Mr. Wu have any other questions?"
After asking the person questions like this, he was ordered to leave. How could Wu Weiwei dare to continue testing him
He shook his head and said no, "But I want to walk around the school, is that okay with you?"
Teacher Cao nodded, picked up the landline on the table, dialed the internal line, and notified the security guard who had brought Wu Weiwei here earlier to take him out for a walk.
Wu Weiwei: "Teacher, there's no need to be so troublesome. I can just wander around by myself."
"You are a guest, so how can I let you wander around by yourself?" Teacher Cao had a smile on his face, but his words were not to be refused.
Soon, the security guard who had just returned to the security room came back.
He ran all the way over, still panting when he entered the room, and greeted the office, then looked at Wu Weiwei: "Come on, Mr. Wu, I'll show you around and introduce you."
Wu Weiwei was unwilling in his heart, but he said, "Thank you for your help."
"No trouble, no trouble." The security guard gestured, "This way, please."
Wu Weiwei followed and when he turned to go out, he saw Teacher Cao, who had been looking indifferent all the time, picked up the phone on the table with a stern face. Feeling the gaze at the door, he suddenly raised his eyes and met the gaze of the young man at the door.
Teacher Cao said, "Please help me close the door, Mr. Wu."
Wu Weiwei closed the door with his backhand, caught up with the security guard who was now running a little faster, and asked, "Does Teacher Cao have a bad temper?"
"It's OK, but a little too serious. Although he is in charge of admissions, he doesn't come into direct contact with students. During the admissions season, it's other teachers who go out to participate in the admissions."
"I don't think he is very old, probably in his early thirties, and he has actually taken the position of admissions director." There was a job title on the desk, blocked by a pile of documents, and it was impossible to see it without careful observation.
The security guard smiled and said nothing.
The two of them left the teachers' office building, turned right, which was the high school department, and turned left, which was the junior high school department.
At this time, the students are all in class. There is no one on the road, only the sound of neat recitation coming from afar.
Wu Weiwei was a little dazed. Not having studied was probably the biggest regret in his life.
"Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu?" The security guard called out several times, but when he saw no response, he raised his hand and waved it in front of Wu Weiwei's eyes.
Wu Weiwei blinked and said blankly: "Sorry, I was a little distracted, what's wrong?"
The security guard said, "I just asked you if you wanted to go to the playground first, or go to the cafeteria or library."
Wu Weiwei: “All is fine.”
The security guard made the decision for him: "Then go to the cafeteria first. As parents, you are always worried that your children will not eat well."
Rongxin’s cafeteria is very large, with two floors. The lower floor has a big pot of rice with a window, while the second floor has stir-fried dishes that can be ordered.
The two men came out from inside. Wu Weiwei turned around and saw a small path with plants on both sides. It looked quiet and elegant, and he unconsciously wanted to walk towards that direction.
"Mr. Wu!" The security guard suddenly raised his voice and stopped the man.
Wu Weiwei stopped and asked, "What's going on?"
"That road is a dead end, let's go somewhere else." The security guard had a look of panic on his face, as if walking into that place would mean stepping into a hell from which there was no escape.
Wu Weiwei pretended not to notice anything unusual about the other party and said with a smile: "I think the flowers over there are blooming beautifully, I want to go over and take a look."
"They are just some wild flowers, nothing to see. Let's go." The security guard was really anxious and was about to pull the people away himself.
Wu Weiwei figured out something fishy and insisted on going, "Brother, I really want to go over and take a look."
After saying that, he walked towards that end.
The security guard slapped his thigh and chased after him.
I'm not lying, this is actually a dead end. Wu Weiwei frowned and looked at the abrupt wall in front of him, his mind full of question marks.
The location of this wall is very strange. It is halfway around the bend of a quiet path. If you don’t get close to it, you won’t be able to detect its existence at all.
Wu Weiwei raised his hand and touched the wall. The cold, white putty was incredibly clean, indicating that the wall must have been newly built not long ago and few people came here normally.
The security guard looked down at the goose bumps on his arms and urged quietly, "Mr. Wu, let's go somewhere else. There's really nothing here."
Wu Weiwei snorted and laughed, half-jokingly saying, "Why do you sound like you are trying to cover up the truth?"
The security guard's face froze, and he laughed dryly twice, "I don't have it."
Wu Weiwei took two steps back and looked to the left and right ends of the wall.
There are also new walls at the left and right ends, connecting the front wall with the original wall of the school behind to form a hollow rectangle.
Wu Weiwei was very curious about what was hidden in this cuboid.
In order not to arouse the security guard's suspicion, he patted his hands that had touched the wall and said, "Let's go and have a look somewhere else."
The security guard was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief.
Wu Weiwei strolled around Rongxin for more than 40 minutes. After leaving the school and returning to the car, he immediately called Chen Ling.
Chen Ling had just arrived at Sifang Mountain. He sat down and drank a few sips of hot tea. Then he was led by Tang Siping to the place where Xiao Yang died.
An extremely beautiful bougainvillea grew there, and its gorgeous flowers had already bloomed.
The large purple-red buds wrap around the slender yellow flowers inside, followed by emerald green leaves and slender branches. In a very short period of time, this bougainvillea tree has grown to more than one meter tall, and its fragrance is stronger than ordinary ones.
Chen Ling raised a finger and gently touched the beautiful flower bud, but did not feel any unusual smell.
He glanced at Jiang Yu and said, "A talisman to ward off evil spirits."
Jiang Yu picked up the backpack in his hand, reached in, took out the talisman paper accurately and handed it over.
Chen Ling held the talisman between two fingers and chanted a spell. The talisman fire started burning and he quickly swallowed the talisman paper. The smoke floating in the air was light white and not easily noticeable.
"Mr. Tang, there is no evil spirit. This is just an ordinary bougainvillea."
"But..." Tang Siping opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. Did he have to refute the master's words
"Have you felt anything unusual recently?" Chen Ling held the remaining ashes of the talisman in his hand to avoid polluting the environment.
Tang Siping shook his head. "No, ever since that incident, Sifang Mountain has been peaceful, and I no longer have that feeling of being spied on."
Recalling how Xiao Yang had skinned and torn apart Mrs. Tang, he asked, "Before you moved to Sifang Mountain, had you ever planted bougainvillea in Xiushui?"
"Yes. Our climate is humid and the temperature is suitable. Many communities like to plant bougainvillea in their green belts. When it is not blooming, it is lush and green, and when it blooms, it is very festive..."
Mr. Tang's expression suddenly faded, "My wife likes it very much, too."
Chen Ling: "Mr. Tang, do you think it is possible that Mrs. Tang was holding a bougainvillea in her hand when she died, or that she had been to the plantation before she was killed and happened to bring back the flower seeds?"
"You mean..." After a brief moment of surprise, Tang Siping suddenly burst into great surprise.
Chen Ling couldn't say that Xiao Yang swallowed the flower seeds by mistake when he devoured Mrs. Tang's flesh and blood, as this would undoubtedly expose someone's scars. Seeing that Tang Siping understood the meaning of his question, he nodded and said, "Xiao Yang is the condensation of the spiritual energy of the mountains and forests. After his death, he merged into the soil, and the flower seeds were also hidden underground. The bougainvillea nourished by spiritual energy is different from ordinary ones. It has the most abundant spiritual nourishment, so it can grow into what it is today in a very short time."
Tang Siping's eyes turned red on the spot. He buried his face in his hands and rubbed it hard a few times. When he looked up again, his voice was choked with sobs.
"She is still thinking about me. I must think so. My wife is still in heaven and she left me a thought."
Chen Ling opened his mouth, then thought about it and gave up.
People should live their lives the way they feel comfortable. Since Tang Siping wanted to use bougainvillea as spiritual sustenance, there was no need for him to remind the other party that Mrs. Tang's soul was no longer in this world, which would cause pain to others.
Realizing his own gaffe, Tang Siping raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears from his eyes, "I'm sorry, I made you laugh, I'm just too happy."
Chen Ling shook his head, "I understand."
Tang Siping clenched his hands and calmed down. "Master Chen, I asked you to come here today. In addition to this matter, I also want to ask you for help with another matter."
"You said, as long as I can do it, I will do my best."
"I want to build a cenotaph for my wife," Tang Siping said. "I heard that deceased relatives can feel it when you pay respects at their graves. I want her to know that no matter where she is, she is the person I, Tang Siping, love the most. My son and I will always miss her and remember her."
He is already over forty years old, and for the next half of his life, he has his son to accompany him and plum trees to admire, which is enough.
He also has no plans to get married again because there is no room for someone else in his heart.
Chen Ling said, "Okay, but the cemetery at Yuhe Mountain Cemetery has not been completed yet. Currently, there is only a rough plan. If you have time, you can go to Yuhe Mountain and choose a location for your wife yourself."
Tang Siping was quite anxious, "Is it possible today?"
Chen Ling thought about the next itinerary and said, "I still need to go to the old city. If Mr. Tang is willing, you can go with me to confirm the contents of the tombstone first, and then we can go back to Yuhe Mountain together."
"Sure, I'm fine with anything." Tang Siping quickly stood up and said, "Wait a moment, both of you. I'll go upstairs to change my clothes."
Erecting a monument for his wife was a very serious matter, and he wanted to dress up handsomely and formally.
Chen Ling stood up and walked to the window. The vegetation not far away stood quietly, and every tree was taller and greener than the last time he came.
It wasn't just the gorgeous bougainvillea that was nourished by Xiaoyang's spiritual energy, the entire forest was glowing with vitality because of that powerful spiritual energy.
Jiang Yu stood behind him and said suddenly, "Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang will be separated forever, but you and I will not be. Wherever you are, I will be there."
For him, death is just the end of a way of existence.
Wherever Chen Ling goes is where he goes, and wherever Chen Ling returns is where he returns. Life and death are not boundaries, because to him, life is death, and death is life.
The person you recognize is yours, whether alive or dead.
Chen Ling had no idea that his ancestor was so thoughtful, he was just shocked by the sudden confession.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his shyness, and asked, "But you seem to never age. What if I become an old man in the future?"
"Then I'll grow old with you." Jiang Yu chuckled with an ambiguous tone, and there was a sense of pride in his voice that could not be ignored. "So you've thought so far ahead behind my back."
Chen Ling: “I didn’t!”
I swear to God, it just suddenly occurred to him!
Jiang Yu stopped when he saw that things were going well, reached out and ruffled the young man's hair, and said smoothly: "Well, you didn't. I was the one who thought long-term."
Chen Ling was just about to refute his perfunctory remark when he saw a golden retriever use its nose to push open the backyard door and run in.
The big dog still remembered this guest who had visited him before, so he ran over with his mouth open and tongue hanging out, and pounced on Chen Ling.
Jiang Yu's face suddenly turned dark. He put his fingers through the collar on the golden retriever's neck and tore the dog off the young man.
The man's aura was too strong, and the golden retriever stopped fighting the next second, making a pitiful whimper from his mouth, with his glass-like eyes full of grievance.
Chen Ling felt a pain in his head and said helplessly, "Are you really not considering opening a vinegar factory? I've already thought of the slogan for you: Jiang's special aged vinegar, with a fragrance that spreads ten miles away, and it's free if it's not sour."