In the fifth year of Guangxu's reign in the Qing Dynasty, wars broke out across China, resulting in countless casualties. Wraiths and hungry ghosts were rampant. At that time, wailing was heard everywhere, foxes croaked and ghosts screamed every night, and the people's lives reached an extreme level. The abbot of Shaolin, Master Wu Zhen, and Master Yuding of Longhu Mountain issued the talisman of the Dharma Realm, requesting famous mountains and rivers, and disciples from all sects to mobilize and do their best to conquer demons and monsters and save the common people.
Shaolin Temple disciple Chong Zhen has traveled across three provinces in order to hunt down an injured hanging female ghost. He is about to catch up, but he loses the clue in front of a mountain. There is no response on the compass indicating the evil spirit. Chongzhen was secretly surprised. He had just checked the feng shui position of this mountain, and there was nothing wrong with it. It was neither a gathering of yin energy nor the burial place of the female ghost. How could he be protected by this mountain? Chongzhen, who was puzzled, couldn't help but take out his watch and look at it. It was almost the application time. Chongzhen became anxious. Master stipulated that he must rush back to the mountain to recover tomorrow. Now he couldn't even catch a female ghost. Wouldn't it be a loss of face? Thinking of this, there was no time to think about it, and he strode towards the mountain like a meteor.
When we came to the mountain, the shadows of the trees overlapped one after another, and all kinds of strange black shadows spread their teeth and claws on the ground with the wind. Repeated black gas "hissed" out from the ground, turning into curls of black smoke and going away. From time to time, there were sounds from the distance. There were a few trembling and floating calls, which seemed to be shouting "ah, ah, ah". How did Chongzhen know that the injustice here was so serious? He hurriedly unwrapped the package, took out a wooden fish, and knocked it as he walked: "Listen, all the evil spirits, I am a disciple of Shaolin, and I have been ordered to catch monsters here. You all should stay away." , don't disturb each other." Just after saying this, Chongzhen heard the sound of breaking the ground, and quickly lowered his head to look. It didn't matter what he looked at. He was frightened to the point that his whole body was numb, and a man stretched out from the soil. The blue-black baby's little hands were roaming around on his cloth shoes, stroking them gently, and at the same time, a baby's laughter could be heard faintly from deep underground. Chongzhen turned pale, took out a yellow talisman, threw it down, yelled "Oh my God!" and ran forward.
The fog in the forest was getting thicker and thicker, and Chongzhen couldn't find the way down the mountain no matter how hard he ran. "Am I destined to be buried here?" I was thinking, when I looked up, I found a faint roof ridge in the northeast. Zhongzhen was overjoyed: "There are people who are not afraid anymore. Is it some master restraining ghosts here?" He couldn't help but speed up. He ran forward and soon arrived in front of the house. It turned out to be just a dilapidated and long-abandoned temple, with a stone tablet standing next to it. Zhongzhen stepped forward to wipe off the cobwebs on it, and saw four lines of seal characters engraved on it:: The shadows of the trees are faintly seen in the quiet wind, the red door of the cold stele is The paper is cold.
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The tears on the bones have dried.
Judging from the meaning of this poem, it seems that a large-scale evil spirit occurred here, but it was later suppressed. Ignore it, there are gods three feet above the head. Perhaps just to suppress the evil ghosts, the local people built this temple and prayed for the power of those gods to seal the mountain. In this case, there is no need to hide in the temple. Is it okay? Let's wait until dawn before we start our journey. Chongzhen ran into the temple without hesitation. The ghosts outside all stopped involuntarily, not daring to come any closer. They just looked at the two slumped doors with cold gestures. A gust of cold wind blew by, and a wooden board next to the door fell down with a "snap", revealing a stone plaque embedded in the wall, with three large scripts clearly engraved on it: "Lanruo Temple". …
A normal university.
The 13th is an ominous day for devout Christians, and it is also a sad day for the students of Class 3 of the Computer Science Department. Because their classmate Wang Xinjun died in a car accident in the morning at the age of nineteen. In addition to the commemorative activities held by the school and teachers, all the students in Class 3 also privately agreed to keep a vigil for him on the night of his death. The spiritual chamber is located in his dormitory 403l.
"Don't panic, everyone, just listen to my instructions." A clear female voice sounded in the chaotic 403 dormitory, immediately suppressing the bustling crowd. The speaker was squad leader Xiaolan, a girl with a straightforward and cheerful style. She glanced around with piercing eyes and said loudly: "Because there are not enough manpower, everyone has to work harder and do two jobs per person. I will give you the specific details below. Let’s arrange the work. Deputy squad leader Xiaoqing is mainly in charge of the girls’ dormitory. We will bring the girls over when the time comes.” A pretty girl responded, then focused her eyes on the portraits that had been placed in the dormitory, and then slowly moved away after a long time. open. Xiaolan continued: "Chen Zhongxin, responsible for buying incense and candles..." After reading a long list like this, almost everyone had two or three jobs. Zhang Jianfeng, who had been listening for a long time, became more and more confused. He dared to think that squad leader Xiaolan had forgotten that he was a living person. Wasn't it because she asked him if he wanted to hold a wake ceremony in the afternoon and he hesitated without answering that offended her? Is there any need to hold grudges until now? In order to let Xiaolan see him, Zhang Jianfeng squeezed forward again. There were already many people in the dormitory, but this squeeze bumped Xiaolan. Xiaolan steadied herself, turned around and glared at Zhang Jianfeng fiercely, and continued reading the list. Zhang Jianfeng thought desperately: It's over, it's over, this little girl is too narrow-minded. Turning around, he saw Xiaoqing looking at him with her lips pursed and smiling secretly. Finally, she pointed in Xiaolan's direction and shook her hand.
Zhang Jianfeng was trying to figure out what Xiaoqing's gesture meant when he heard Xiaolan slowly say: "The last task, picking out the talisman paper, is between me and Zhang Jianfeng." "What?" This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the blue, and there was an explosion. Behind Zhang Jianfeng's head. He hurriedly grabbed Xiaolan and asked: "Didn't you say there are not enough people? Why do we need two people to do this job? Let me go to other groups to help." Xiaolan said: "You are the only one who knows spells, and you are the only one who knows how to pick talismans." Paper, this job belongs to you." Zhang Jianfeng said reluctantly: "Then you go to another group." As soon as he said the words, there was a burst of ambiguous laughter in the dormitory, and Xiaolan's face "swelled" He blushed for a moment, shook off Zhang Jianfeng's pull and said: "I am the squad leader, I go to whichever group I like." After saying that, without saying hello, he raised his feet and ran out of the dormitory door. Xiaoqing couldn't help it any longer and burst into laughter.
Chen Zhongxin said with emotion: "Forget it, Zhang Jianfeng, hurry up and catch up. Xiaolan has done so many things for us, doesn't she have the right to choose a group? This time, you, the kid, are getting an advantage." Zhang Jianfeng smiled bitterly. He said: "Dear classmates, I want to say something. People's words are terrible, so please let me go and don't spread it again." Xiaoqing smiled and said: "Flies don't hold seamless eggs. Who do you blame? Time It's running out, why don't you go? Let's all split up." Zhang Jianfeng was about to ask where the seam of the egg was, when the dormitory suddenly disappeared without a trace of anyone. Zhang Jianfeng had no choice but to go out depressedly. Where could he see Xiaolan? He had already run away to who knows where, so Zhang Jianfeng had no choice but to walk towards the west gate of the school alone.
The moon was as cold as water, ice piercing his skin, and the cold wind was adding to the flames. Zhang Jianfeng couldn't help but shrink his neck and pull up his collar. The school road was very quiet, with almost no people around. I could only hear my own regular footsteps on the bluestone. While admiring this elegant night view, there was suddenly a slight friction sound behind me. Someone following? Zhang Jianfeng's heart tightened and he couldn't help but slow down his pace. He was about to go to the corner in front and catch it off guard. Before he could reach the corner, a deep sigh came from behind: "Zhang Jianfeng, you still refuse to answer that question, right?" ?" "Xiaolan?" Zhang Jianfeng was startled and turned around. Sure enough, standing behind him was squad leader Xiaolan who had just ran out in anger.
"Sister," Zhang Jianfeng perked up at the sight of it: "I said the scandals in the class are already outrageous enough. Why are you doing this? Are you adding more information for them to continue spreading the rumors after dinner?" Xiaolan asked abnormally Instead of arguing with him immediately, Zhang Jianfeng glanced at him silently. Zhang Jianfeng suddenly noticed that Xiaolan's face was as white as gold paper, and there was an indescribable melancholy between her brows. Zhang Jianfeng was startled: "What's wrong?" Xiaolan said: "You haven't answered my question yet? Do you want to keep a vigil?" Zhang Jianfeng said: "I don't answer because I think this question is boring. The vigil just represents our relationship with each other. Wang Xinjun's grief and memorial are just a formality. Everyone thinks that if you want to keep a vigil, you should keep a vigil. How useful is one person?" Xiaolan said: "In fact, there are many people who oppose vigils. Xiao Qing is one, and I decided against all the odds. Zhang Jianfeng, you are a member of the magic world, you don’t know that there is another way of saying wake up."
Zhang Jianfeng was shocked, but he deliberately kept his face calm: "What do you mean?" Xiaolan said in a low voice: "It is said that when a person dies unjustly, his heart will be full of resentment for the world that abandoned him. This This resentment will spread to the people around him, so on Huihun Night, when his magic power is at its maximum, and at the last moment before walking onto the Naihe Bridge, he will come back for revenge. The wake is a ritual created to eliminate his hatred. , through devout prayers and grief, he stopped his belief in revenge and sent him to Naihe Bridge in peace. This is why the wake lasted all night." Zhang Jianfeng said "hmm" and said, "I know. . Wang Xinjun was hit and killed by a car for no reason. He definitely didn’t want to leave this world, so... "
Xiaolan suddenly shouted and interrupted Zhang Jianfeng: "Stop being secretive, you clearly know that Wang Xinjun was not hit by a car at all! There is something very strange about his death! This is not ordinary. An unjust death, this is..." At the end of the sentence, Xiaolan couldn't go on. Tears rolled around in her eyes, but they never came out. Finally, she said in a low voice: "I'm scared." Zhang Jianfeng She also fell silent, and then said after a long time: "What did you find?" Xiaolan said listlessly: "I have got the autopsy report. It was secretly given to me by someone who is familiar with my family in the school. The police have notified the school and the requirements are strict. Keep this report confidential and never leak a word."
Zhang Jianfeng's eyes tightened and he asked: "What should be written in the report?" Xiaolan handed him a report and said: "Wang Xinjun's body had only been kept in the funeral parlor for three days, but when it was taken out for cremation, it was discovered that the body was already highly decomposed. I can't restore my appearance. This is the real reason why I decided to cancel the memorial service and hold a wake instead. You know magic, can you explain it?" Zhang Jianfeng turned over the report and said: "There must be something wrong with the freezer in the funeral home. At that kind of temperature, the Lord of Hell wouldn't be able to decompose so much..." At this point, Zhang Jianfeng happened to see a clear red line at the summary of the report: "After forensic identification, the corpse has been decomposed for more than a week. Preliminary It is estimated that the normal time of death is December 29, which is 169 hours and 36 minutes different from the actual death time. The fault of the funeral home's freezer system has been ruled out and it is recommended to be treated as a suspicious case." Below is the signature and seal of the medical examiner. Although the official terminology is euphemistic, anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance that it means: How can a person who should have died a week ago still exist in the world? As soon as Zhang Jianfeng turned around, he saw Xiaolan's aggressive eyes: "Why does the Lord of Hell have no ability?" Zhang Jianfeng was a little unbelievable: "Looking at this situation, the identification means that Xin Jun's body was highly decomposed in the freezer. ? This seems to violate the laws of physics, right?" Xiaolan said sadly: "This thing is extraordinary, and I don't believe it was the driver's fault."
Having said this, Xiaolan raised her head and looked at Zhang Jianfeng with melancholy eyes, and said faintly: "I heard someone say... When the police came to investigate Wang Xinjun's body and concluded that he died in an accident, you shouted excitedly: ' That's not a car accident!', did you see something?" Zhang Jianfeng's heart skipped a beat, he closed the autopsy report, closed his lips tightly, and said nothing. Xiaolan didn't urge him, and looked at him quietly. After a long time, she heard Zhang Jianfeng say with difficulty every word: "I did see some incredible things, but... you won't believe it." Xiaolan said: "It's all. At this point, what do I still not believe? Is there anything more incredible than a decomposed corpse? Zhang Jianfeng, what did you see? Please tell the truth, because I am really worried about Wang Xinjun..." Zhang Jianfeng turned his head and said, Lan's eyes were filled with tears, and her whole body was shaking with extreme fear: "I'm worried that he... he will come back."
At this point, both of them were silent, and they couldn't help but think of the heartbreaking car accident at noon that day. At that time, in order to celebrate the passing of the computer grade examination, the whole class went out for a big meal together. There was an intersection not far from the school gate. Xiaolan was walking at the front. When she looked up, she saw that the green light had begun to flash, followed by the yellow light. Xiaolan expected that she would not be able to cross the road, so she stopped. Come down. At this moment, she felt a breeze blowing by her side. She naturally turned her head to the side and saw Wang Xinjun suddenly turned his head and smiled at her, and then walked briskly to the other side of the road. "No—" Four heavy tires stopped in front of her with a "crunching" sound, not only interrupting her scream, but also cruelly blocking her sight. Xiaolan recalled this and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really strange. When the driver rushed over, I was stunned. I didn't see anything except the four big wheels. However, I always I believe that this car accident has nothing to do with the driver. Maybe it is my intuition? However, I think Wang Xinjun’s smile before crossing the road is very strange. He does not look like him normally. Moreover, he was about to cross the road at that time. Why are you turning your head and smiling at me for no reason?" After saying that, he looked at the pensive Zhang Jianfeng and said, "Tell me, what incredible thing did you see?" Zhang Jianfeng hesitated for a while and said, "This is of great importance. , I haven’t mentioned it to anyone yet, can you guarantee that it won’t be leaked?” Xiaolan scolded: “Nonsense! What I’m showing you is still a top-secret file! Tell me quickly.” Zhang Jianfeng seemed to have made up his mind. Said: "Okay, let me tell you. When there was a car accident, I was the only one standing on the right side of Wang Xinjun. The truck came from the left, and the emergency braking place was also on my left, so I was the only one in the class who had a line of sight. There is no one who is blocked." Xiaolan asked extremely nervously: "What exactly did you see?" Zhang Jianfeng said slowly: "I saw that from the moment Wang Xinjun took the first step on the zebra crossing, his head He had already turned to the left, and his gaze naturally fell on the left. He maintained this posture until his death. From common sense, it is impossible for him not to see the truck rushing towards him. Most people would subconsciously do something else when encountering this kind of situation. He slowed down his pace or rushed over, but he had no tendency to slow down at all. On the contrary, his pace was very even and steady, without any panic. Then, the truck came over." Xiaolan gasped when she heard this Said: "So, he was walking while watching the truck rushing over?" Zhang Jianfeng said seriously: "Although I don't want to believe it, but from my point of view, it is not so much the truck that hit me, but Wang Xinjun's calculation." It’s time to catch up.”
Xiaolan stood up with a roar and shouted: "How is it possible? How could anyone want to hit her to death? This is not consistent with common sense!" Zhang Jianfeng also stood up and showed the report: "Do you think the corpse is inexplicably dead?" Can the high degree of decay and Wang Xinjun's weird smile before he died be measured by common sense? Do we still need common sense as our logic now?" Xiaolan looked at the report and was speechless. Indeed, things have now gone beyond normal limits. Xiao Lan said blankly: "Then tell me, what should we do now?" Zhang Jianfeng said: "The first step is to keep the information strictly confidential and not to leak it until the day when the truth of the matter is revealed." Xiao Lan nodded and said: "Of course. I will do it even if you don't tell me." Zhang Jianfeng continued: "The second step, and the only step we can do, is to take time to go to the funeral parlor tomorrow and investigate in detail." Xiaolan wanted to follow after hearing this Dealing with a rotting corpse, his face was already as golden as paper: "Just... Even if we go, we will find nothing. The forensic doctors have already identified it, and there will be no mistakes. Why should we join in the fun?" Zhang Jianfeng said: "Words That's not what we say. The way we Taoists look at corpses is completely different from those official routine inspections. Besides, if such a bizarre incident comes out, some inside information will definitely be circulated as gossip. This is the most important thing. " At this point, he glanced at Xiaolan and said, "Hey, squad leader, are you scared?" This trick was equally effective on Xiaolan, who immediately retorted: "Who said that? Just go, who is afraid of whom?"