Chen Yang’s first reaction when he saw the “8” was that it was broken and he had to sign again. His second reaction was that this might be a hint.
Since it is a reminder, it will not affect the receipt of this item. Chen Yang's fingers rubbed it, and the number disappeared, and his tense back muscles relaxed.
The double-door refrigerator was probably the wish of the suit man’s wife, and this was his reward.
Chen Yang recalled the scene in 202. The couple wanted to replace the refrigerator. The wife wanted to buy a two-door one, but the husband thought it was unnecessary. They had a quarrel, and the wife ran away from home and died outside. The husband was waiting for a call at home, regretting that he had quarreled over such a small matter, not knowing that his wife's ghost had returned and was right beside him.
"It's just a small matter" is usually the definition of what happens after calm has settled, not during an argument.
It is normal to quarrel. Life is full of ups and downs. However, accidents always come unexpectedly, and some partings are fatal.
Chen Yang's mind stopped here, and a shrill cry of a man in a suit came from the door. The police found his wife...'s body.
The door suddenly opened, and the man in a suit ran out with tears on his face. He seemed not to see the two people at the door, and stumbled downstairs, then slipped and fell.
Chen Yang watched the man in the suit slowly stand up with his body twisted, and continued to walk down the stairs with a bloody head. As he walked, he returned to the way he was before the fall, but his face turned blue and his pupils dilated.
And his wife has always been by his side.
Chen Yang initially thought it was a frozen corpse, but he didn't expect it to be a back injury story. He looked at the inseparable couple and grabbed Chao Jian's hand.
As Chao Jian's bloodless lips moved slightly, his cold fingertips were gradually wrapped by a damp heat, which warmed up his entire body and made it damp, like hiding in a quilt in winter.
Time passed by mercilessly. Chen Yang pulled Chao Jian downstairs and said, "What does 8 mean? This residential building has an invisible eighth floor?" He shuddered as he spoke. It was quite scary to have such a plot in a ghost story. Old-fashioned and scary.
"Is the rooftop the eighth floor in another sense?" Chen Yang said to himself, "But even if the truth of the mission is hidden on the rooftop, we can't go up there rashly unless there is a courier to be delivered there."
So far they haven't even been to the seventh floor.
The image of the little girl wearing Hanfu, with a string of silent bells on her feet and with her face smashed to pieces appeared in front of Chen Yang's eyes.
The old man in 602 said there were no children upstairs. There are two possibilities. One is that the child is from a family downstairs. Another possibility is that there were no children on the seventh floor when the old man was alive, and they were born later.
Chen Yang felt the cold wind blowing all around him, as if countless ghosts were crying. There were multiple time points, multiple time and space, and parallel spaces in the building. All the life and death, joy and sorrow, separation and reunion were gathered here.
At the corner of the second floor and the first floor, Chen Yang looked at the wall. According to Xiao Xiang, the evil ghost came out from this area.
Chen Yang put his hand on it, and what he touched was not skin, but an ordinary wall. It was rough and had never been painted with lime. He withdrew his hand and put it in front of his nose and smelled it. It smelled like cement.
Was the body of the evil spirit really built into this place? Or was he just squatting nearby and arresting the couriers who came downstairs after delivering the packages...
Chen Yang calmed himself down. The evil ghost could show up at any time. What was he thinking about here? He should get out first!
Chao Jian was led downstairs by Chen Yang without saying a word. Behind them were strange ghosts and bright red bloodstains, and in front of them were breeze and sunshine.
Chen Yang heard the gentleness and tenderness in the wind again. Perhaps it was because the first time was unfamiliar, the second time he experienced it, he did not feel panic or run away, he just felt that it was great to live with Chao Jian like this.
—Only by living and surviving can everything be possible.
"I bandaged it too loosely, and the bleeding won't stop." Chen Yang let go of Chao Jian's hand and said, "I have to remove the gauze and rewrap it." He hurried down the stairs, meeting the concerned eyes of his teammates, his heart warming, "There is still a piece of gauze that Ayuan gave me, I'll tear it into smaller pieces, press it against your wound and wrap it tightly... It's also my fault, I was afraid that the wound would become necrotic if I wrapped it too tightly the first time, so I didn't dare to use too much force..."
"No need." Chao Jian whispered.
"Why not? Do you want to wait for the blood to slowly drain away?" Chen Yang's second half of his sentence was intercepted. He turned back, his face cold and heavy, "I don't know how long it will take to complete the mission." He took a deep breath to suppress the anxiety and powerlessness in his heart, "You and Xiangdong are both wasting your lives..."
Chao Jian took a big step forward from behind Chen Yang and walked shoulder to shoulder with him: "Almost there."
Chen Yang's rebuttal was about to pop out but stopped. Now the main plot has come out, it will be soon.
"I still have to rebandage you," Chen Yang said unconsciously without refusing, "Don't say no again!"
Chen Yang realized belatedly that he was inexplicably strong. He quickly raised his eyelids and glanced at Chao Jian, only to find that he was staring at him blankly, without moving or reacting, as if someone had pressed acupoints on him.
Chen Yang thought that this was the first time that Chao Jian was treated in such a tone, and he was dumbfounded. He said softly: "I am discussing with you, it is not a good thing to bleed like this, and I also know that it will hurt you if I remove the gauze, but there is no other way now, you just have to bear it..."
Before he could finish his words he was hugged.
When Fengli came over, Chen Yang pulled Chao Jian away and told him what he had gained from this trip in a voice that everyone else could hear.
"Announcement?" Fengli was confused. "How did you deduce this?"
A Yuan showed him the memo notes on his phone.
Yang Pei, the first person to die, had his mouth filled with scraps of paper. The old lady from 101 reminded him not to come in to deliver express parcels anymore.
Then the old man in Room 602 suggested that I should leave as soon as I finished delivering the package. His son told me to be gentle when going up and down the stairs and not to shout or you will be discovered → It means I should not make a big noise, as that would alert the evil spirits that catch the couriers.
Later, Shi Yisheng from 201 revealed in his diary that it was a little inconvenient to live here, as express delivery was prohibited in the building → from this, it was inferred that the identity of the evil ghost was the property management.
This time Wu Qing’s body was turned into paper and pasted on the wall → Property, paper, wall → Notice.
A Yuan said with his eyes, that’s it, it’s very simple.
Fengli looked at her notes and recognized every word. When they were put together, his brain cells started to run wild. He scratched his limp hair, squatted down and drew circles.
"Do you understand now?" Xiangdong tapped the exposed ankle. "If you chew it any more, it will lose its taste. Can you use your brain a little?"
"It's moving, it's moving." Fengli was depressed and dejected. Ayuan was a newcomer just like him, but he crushed him in every aspect, completely crushed him. It was so shameful.
Fengli is a person whose thoughts are written all over her face. Xiangdong has a headache watching her. How can a little brat lose his fighting spirit so easily? Fortunately, there is no illusion in this mission, otherwise he would have died long ago.
Xiangdong kicked Fengli and said, "What the hell, you are shameless all the time, right? It's no big deal!"
Normally, when Fengli heard the boss say this, he would laugh and talk nonsense. But now, influenced by the environment and experience, Fengli felt that these words were just like a ghost story. He touched his face nervously and scratched it several times, without even feeling the redness.
Xiangdong cursed with a dark face. If everyone could get out alive, he had to ask Chen Baicai for some incense for Xiaolizi to smoke. He was not afraid of the madman's obstruction, because Chen Baicai still owed him a favor.
"8 refers to the rooftop as expected." Xiangdong pinched his purple nose drowsily, "That's the floor above the seventh floor." Damn it, they have to stay here after delivering this wave of express parcels. They have to go to the top floor, to the rooftop.
Fengli didn't understand: "Why not just write the word 'rooftop'?"
“Why don’t you ask why there is a notice on the background of the mission posted on the first floor, stating everything that happened between the evil spirit, the courier, and the owner?” Xiangdong looked at him as if he were a piece of... mud that couldn’t be helped.
Fengli ran to his brother Yang for comfort, and the answer he got was: Your brother Dong is thinking about your future. You can rely on others to complete tasks, but you can't rely on them all the time. You really need to use your brain more.
His brother Yang was not always gentle and friendly, he could be strict sometimes.
The third big piece was for Room 302. The only people who drew the lot were Fengli and Ayuan. Fengli drew the order number. He remembered that there was a key in the door of Room 302, but he didn't know if it had been removed.
Although the parcel in 302 was not as big as the one Chen Yang and Chao Jian were moving, it was also quite heavy.
Pineapple is thin, but not in an unhealthy way. He is strong. The problem is that the cardboard boxes he and the boss want to move have no grab handles, so they are not easy to lift.
Time is running out. Xiangdong took the last puff of his cigarette, spit out the cigarette butt and crushed it with the sole of his shoe: "Let's go."
Fengli walked in front like Chen Yang, walking backwards, with both hands under the cardboard box: "Boss, if you can't do it anymore, tell me and we will stop immediately."
"Just go." Xiangdong didn't look weak at all, but his breathing became disordered after he took a few steps.
Pineapple's heart jumped into her throat.
Chen Yang stopped removing the bandage from Chao Jian and shouted, "As long as you don't make any noise, it's safe to carry the packages upstairs. What we should worry about is after we reach the third floor and before we come out."
"How could I not know?! I'll be out in a moment!" Xiangdong shouted hoarsely, and then he swayed his steps, "Li Zi, let's go!"
“Brother Dong, I’m serious. If you feel dizzy, you must tell me. Don’t be stubborn. It doesn’t mean that you can’t be weak just because you are the boss. That doesn’t make sense…” Fengli stopped talking. He looked at the tall girl who was walking towards him, her short hair fluttering and her eyes clear.
"Plop" "Plop" Pineapple smelled the scent of wild grass all over the mountain. He knew that this was not love, not heartbeat, but the attraction to vigorous vitality.
Ah Yuan stood in front of Fengli, took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist, handed them to her and said, "I'll lend you this."
Pineapple was stunned: "Why, why, why..."
"You've watched it at least ten times." A Yuan said frankly, "If you want to borrow it from me, I'm willing to lend it to you."
Pineapple's face suddenly turned red. The eldest brother was in a very bad condition. He was worried that things would go wrong for them, so he had his eyes on the Buddhist beads that Ayuan had blessed. He had indeed secretly looked at them many times and wanted to borrow them to wear, but he was too embarrassed to mention it and felt it was unreasonable.
The Buddhist beads, like his life-saving talisman nail clippers, had extraordinary significance. He really didn't have the nerve to ask A Yuan, "Can you lend me your Buddhist beads for a while?"
Fengli never dreamed that Ayuan would take the initiative to lend it to him.
"Do you really want to lend it to me?" Fengli put the package down temporarily, scratched her head and said, "If I can't get out, there's nothing I can do..."
"Then come out and return it to me." A Yuan interrupted.
"Sister, from now on you are my sister!" Pineapple's tears fell down in an instant, and she even cried and formed snot bubbles.
A Yuan: “…”
Xiangdong: “…” How fucking embarrassing.
A Yuan sat back in his original place and looked at his phone to calculate the time.
Lin Shuwei came over, resting her elbows on her legs, holding her chin with both hands, and said in a crisp voice: "Sister, according to my analysis, it is difficult for them to walk after being hit on the head, let alone carry heavy objects and climb the stairs. That handsome guy is holding on with a stronger will than ordinary people. They must have rested from time to time when climbing the stairs. Maybe when they come out, this round of time will be over."
Ah Yuan looked at a man calling her sister in a feminine voice. She did not show any embarrassing expression, but just asked: "What will happen to us then?"
"The mission has failed." Lin Shuwei made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Ah Yuan put the phone in his arms and clasped his hands together: "Is it so cruel..."
Lin Shuwei leaned closer with a thin face: "Sister, I can see that you are very panicked, so why don't you cry?"
"Why should I cry?" A Yuan asked back.
Lin Shuwei was startled. He laughed, "That's right. Crying is useless. I told you a long time ago, but Xiaopang didn't listen. He just cried every time." The next second, his voice changed from a female voice to a male bass. "My name is Chu Si."
Ah Yuan didn't react until he heard him say, "You can call me Fourth Brother like everyone else."
Before she could speak, Lin Shuwei smiled shyly at her: "Fourth Brother rarely shows such obvious appreciation for anyone."
Ah Yuan knew that this was Lin Shuwei. He was the master of the body, but he rarely came out. It seemed that he preferred hiding behind those people rather than dealing with the world.
There are many kinds of people, each with their own personality and life experience. Ayuan has no position to comment, she just hopes that the trajectory under her feet will not collapse because of her identity number, she has to complete her mission, live her life, and never give up her dream.
Lin Shuwei felt the endless positive energy from Ayuan. He was shocked and lowered his eyelashes to hide the envy that was about to overflow from his eyes. It was great.
After entering the residential building, Pineapple put the Buddhist beads on the boss's hand and forced him to wear it.
Xiangdong doesn't believe in fate or Buddha, he only believes in himself. But he didn't throw away the Buddhist beads, otherwise Xiaolizi would have kept chanting. Now he doesn't want to talk, for fear that he will spit blood if he opens his mouth.
Fengli was carrying the express in front of the boss, always on guard against him fainting, and the two of them walked and stopped all the way to the third floor.
"The key to the door is gone." Pineapple covered her mouth to quiet her breathing.
Xiangdong couldn't stand up and sat down against the wall. His face was as white as a ghost and his eyelids couldn't hold up. He cursed in a low voice with a bloody mouth: "Li Zi, hurry up and knock on the door."
Fengli took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, then knocked on the door gently and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, is anyone home?"
There was no movement inside. Fengli kept looking back at the stairs: "Brother Dong, is there anyone there?"
"No." Xiangdong's breath was weak. "Knock again." He added, "Don't kick, just knock."
Fengli wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The recipient's life and death were related to him, so how could he dare to kick the door? He knocked a few more times, and the hair on Fengli's back stood up without warning. He had a premonition of something, and his hands and feet were stiff and motionless.
Xiangdong's voice rang out in the dead silence: "Hello."
Fengli only dared to open her eyes and look back after hearing the boss's voice. A man was standing in the corridor carrying a bag of fruit. Fengli was shocked. When did this man appear? !
When he found that the boss was about to fall, Fengli held him up. When the man looked over, he forced a smile and said, "Hello, hello. We are the courier."
"You're here so soon, pretty quick. I thought you'd arrive tomorrow." The man walked to the door and muttered, "Why did I forget to take out the key?"
Pineapple turned her head quickly and saw that there was really a key in the door!
Time and space have changed. Fengli realized this, her heart was beating wildly, and her body clung tightly to the boss.
Xiangdong's forehead was soaked with cold sweat. He put one hand to his lips and coughed softly, looking at the man with bloodshot eyes. He was tall and thin, wearing dark work clothes, and looked tired, as if he had just got off work.
The man turned the key and opened the door. He put the fruit on the shoe cabinet and turned around and said, "It must be very tiring to carry such a large package up here. Thank you for your help."
"It's no trouble." Fengli said, "Do you need us to help you carry the package in?"
The man smiled and waved his hand: "No, I can do it myself."
"Then please sign for it." Pineapple gave him a pen.
The man wrote his name neatly and handed the pen back to him: "Take a look, is this all right?"
"Okay." Fengli glanced at the signature on the list. Mr. He put the list away and said, "Then you are busy."
"Hey." The man smiled warmly, "Take care."
Pineapple pulled the boss's arm and left.
Xiangdong's peripheral vision slanted towards the door and he saw a stack of safety knowledge leaflets and a work ID card on the shoe cabinet.
Fengli followed the boss's line of sight and peeked. He screamed silently, "Property management! It's the property management! Mr. He, the owner of 302, is the one in the building...
"Goodbye." The man greeted again, treating people gently and politely, and he didn't seem to have a bad temper and was easy to talk to.
Pineapple was both frightened and confused. This property was very polite to the couriers and knew how difficult it was to work in the courier industry. It did not hate this group of people.
"Cough!" Xiangdong coughed and leaned against Fengli, his lips turning black and blue, "Let's go."
Pineapple came to her senses and hurriedly helped the boss down the stairs with trembling hands.
Chao Jian had a circle of pinch marks on his neck, his hands were rotten, and the blood couldn't stop. The boss's head and face were in great pain, with dried blood around his nose and mouth. The owner seemed to be unable to see the courier's injuries.
Xiangdong was supported by Fengli as he walked down the stairs. When they reached the corridor between the second and third floors, they both sensed something and looked back at the same time.
The tall and thin man was standing at the stairs on the third floor. His face was still the same, but he no longer had that friendly smile on his face. He leaned his head down and looked down at me coldly.
Damn it! Xiangdong gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"
Pineapple was terrified. Time and space changed again. The property manager now hated the couriers so much that he looked like he wanted to chop them into pieces and eat them bite by bite.
The corridor was filled with heavy breathing and footsteps that were done with great effort. Fengli was too short to carry Xiangdong, so he could only support him. He was sweating and his heart was pounding. The panic he had experienced in the past when he was dodging knives and sticks on the street was nothing compared to this.
The light from the exit on the first floor appeared in Pineapple's field of vision. He blinked, beads of sweat rolled down his eyelids, and his vision blurred for a moment and then became clear again.
Almost there! Right ahead! We'll be able to get out soon!
A cold and terrifying aura was approaching. Fengli didn't dare to look back. He was trembling, and his legs were so weak that he was about to fall down with Xiangdong.
Xiangdong rescued him at the critical moment: "Run on tiptoe! Hurry up!"
Pineapple bit his tongue until it bled before he overcame his instinct for survival and ran away alone. He continued to hold the boss's arm tightly and rushed to the exit on the first floor as fast as he could.
Xiangdong's eyes went dark and the severe pain in his head made his whole face distorted.
“Boss, cheer up…” Before Pineapple could finish her words, he glanced back and saw something, and his face turned pale.
The man who chased down the stairs was holding a bloody axe!
At this point in time, he is not a ghost, but a murderer who kills couriers indiscriminately? !
Fengli's mind was blank, he didn't know whether to be thankful or despair, he only knew that he must not make a loud noise to provoke the evil spirit in the wall. Otherwise, it would be the end.
You can still hide and fight against people, but when facing a fierce ghost you can only wait for death.
Hurry up! Hurry up! Fengli helped Xiangdong rush down the first floor, and Xiangdong fell forward with weak steps.
Fengli wanted to help Xiangdong, but he pushed her forward with all his strength: "Go!"
The man with the axe was approaching, and the smell of blood on his body was so strong that it seemed like he had just come from a slaughterhouse.
Pineapple stood only a few steps away from the exit. Drops of blood flashed in his wide-open eyes and dripped down. He wanted to rush over to protect the boss who fell under the axe, but his body was controlled by instinct and did not obey him.
In a flash, a figure rushed in from outside, kicked away the man who was raising the axe to chop down, picked up Xiangdong, put him on his back, and ran away!
Pineapple stood there in a daze until a gust of sharp wind blew past him. Accompanied by a passionate "Follow me", he regained control of his body and ran out.