When I smelled it, I turned around and saw that the car was empty and silent.
It seems that only the two of them have come to the funeral, and the others are all illusions.
There is a smell of old dust all around, and the leather seats seem to have been placed for many years, cracked and mottled. When he smelled it, he stood up against the armrest of the seat, but his hands were covered with rust.
"I just couldn't hold it, I took a nap, and it was like this when I opened my eyes." Xia Qiao cried even more, "Brother Wen, I'm afraid..."
Wen Shi's eyes swept across his "pear flower with rain" face, without saying a word, he walked straight to the front door with the back of his seat.
"Don't go! Brother Wen, don't go, wait for me, wait for me!" Xia Qiao seemed to be afraid of being single, and hurriedly followed.
Wen Shi didn't mean to wait for him, and got out of the car along the stairs.
It was still raining lightly outside the car. Wen Shi put on his hoodie and was about to continue walking when Xia Qiao quickly grabbed his shoulder and asked in horror, "Where are you going, Brother Wen? I, I don't dare to run around."
"Oh." Wen Shi finally responded, stopped and turned his head, and saw that Xia Qiao's feet were still in the car, he only leaned out his upper body, and a little rain fell on his face, which fell on the scar at the corner of his eye.
"It's none of my business whether you run or not?" Wen Shi looked at the very shallow scar and said, "You're not human."
The Xia Qiao who came out of the car froze suddenly and said softly, "Brother Wen, what do you mean? I didn't understand."
Wen Shi pointed to the corner of his eye and said, "The scar is reversed."
The space fell into a dead silence again.
Wen Shi and "Xiaqiao" looked at each other for a moment, reached out and pressed the emergency switch outside the door, the bus door creaked flat, and the thing that came out was caught in the crack of the door.
"Xiaqiao": "…"
When he walked along the road, there was only a faint scream behind him.
This road is very straight, the trees on both sides are exactly the same height and density, and it is impossible to tell whether it is going up or down. As if there is no end at all.
He didn't care when he smelled it, he just walked forward.
This narrow and quiet environment is like a long alley with no people. He walked for a while, and even the footsteps echoed.
However, it didn't take long for him to discover that the echo was out of sync with him.
He stopped immediately, but the "echo" continued, getting faster and closer...
right behind you!
When he turned around, he was patted heavily on the shoulder.
"Who?" He fixed his eyes and saw another Xiaqiao.
This time, Xiaqiao's moles and scars are all right. The most important thing is that people are very fresh - they start crying when they meet, the kind of heartbroken.
He has a lot of experience when he smells, and at a glance he can see that he is real. The only problem is... This Xiaqiao can't make a sound.
Lines were drawn on both sides of his mouth, like extended smiling lips, all the way to the base of his ears, and two crosses were punched, which was funny and weird.
This is painted with incense ash, and occasionally some people can use dead branches. If the painting is alive, the words of this person can be banned, which is equivalent to sealing his mouth, so that he can't make a sound at all.
"Who did it?" Wen Shi frowned, found some wet mud from the roadside, and wiped the two lines for him, "Okay, I can talk."
Xia Qiao choked twice, and there really was a sound. He was stunned for two seconds, then slumped to the ground, slapped his legs and cried, "Beasts—"
"Who exactly blocked you?" Wen Shi asked.
Before Xia Qiao could speak, someone answered for him, "I drew it for him."
When he smelled it, he raised his eyes and saw that Xie Wen had followed him at some point.
He held a dead branch in his hand and swept the cane in the way, lest the muddy leaves rub against him. It's a bit overkill.
As soon as he saw him when he smelled, his face became very old.
Xie Wen walked closer and explained calmly: "I picked him up halfway, and the scream was so terrifying and loud that he panicked and ran around with his head in his head. How can there be such a fuss in this environment, I'll take it easy. It's helpful to draw him twice."
This person speaks slowly and in a slow tone. In normal times, it can be described as "personal". But at this time, especially in the eyes of Xiaqiao and Wen Shi, it only added to that elusive sense of danger.
Xie asked still laughing, as if he had a good temper. He glanced at Xia Qiao, and asked Wen Shi again: "It's fine if you don't say thank you, and scold me. He's your brother, don't you care?"
Xia Qiao looked at him in disbelief.
Xie asked again: "Look at what I do, which sentence is wrong?"
Xia Qiao wanted to argue a few words. But I don't know why, when Xie Wen's eyes swept away, he was like a low-level little demon who was stared at by a big demon, only the counselor was left.
Compared with Xia Qiao, he understood a lot when he heard it. He knew very well that Xie Wen's words were right, and he really couldn't cry in this environment.
It's like he just met the fake "Xiaqiao" in the car. If he panicked and reacted violently on the spot, there might be more of those things, and if he was not careful, he would be stuck there forever.
Of course, to be clear, he just didn't want to go along.
Xie Wen expected him to react like this, and was not angry.
There were no branches and vines blocking the way on the main road. Xie Wen threw the dead branches back into the bushes and said to Wen Shi, "I don't care. Do you have a wet wipe? I'll wipe my hands."
What are wet wipes
He was puzzled when he smelled it, but he said, "No."
Xie asked: "Then what do you have? A tissue is also fine, as long as it can be cleaned."
When smelling, he took out a lighter from his trousers pocket and said, "It burns the cleanest, or is it?"
Xie Wen was stunned for a moment, staring at the lighter without speaking.
After a while, he suddenly turned his head to laugh, but after laughing twice, he was caught in the wind, and soon turned into a muffled cough. Ordinary people coughed a few times, and his face would always turn red, but he didn't, he was still sick and white.
When he smelled it, a thoughtless thought suddenly popped into his mind. He felt that a pale and ill person like Xie Wen would be quite immortal in white clothes, but red clothes... I'm afraid it was the appearance of evil spirits.
Xie Wen swept around and found a near-depleted mountain spring in front of him, and washed his hands with the weak water.
Xia Qiao finally regained his breath, and tremblingly followed Wen Shi. They did not walk side by side with Xie Wen, but walked in the same direction with a distance of a few steps.
Xia Qiao asked, "Brother Wen, what exactly is this place?"
When smelling: "This is called a cage."
"Cage?" Xia Qiao seemed to have heard this statement.
He thought about it for a long time and finally remembered it, or heard it from Shen Qiao.
Shen Qiao said: "Everyone in this world has regrets, everyone has knots in their hearts, big and small. Some will be solved quickly, and some will not be able to earn any money, and will bind people over time. The deepest and heaviest grievances and afflictions in the spiritual aspect all originate from this.
When a person suddenly suffers from a serious illness or disaster or when his lifespan ends, the spiritual aspect is always unstable, so those resentful and obstructed people will turn against the guests and form a situation, which is the cage.
If an unlucky person happens to pass by, it is easy to be implicated and brought into the cage.
For ordinary people, accidentally entering someone else's cage is like hitting a ghost in the daytime.
But for the judge, it was time to do the work—eliminate filth and karma, wake up the cage owner, and send him out clean.
"Then, where are we going now?" Xia Qiao asked again.
Wen Shi said: "Look for the cage heart."
"What is a cage heart? What does it look like?"
When he smelled it, he identified the direction and said, "It's usually a building."
While speaking, Xie Wen in front suddenly raised his hand, pointed at the low mountain not far away, and said, "I see, there is a house behind the mountain."
He is familiar with the way, obviously it is not the first time to do this kind of thing. He was a little surprised when he smelled it, but he quickly remembered that although Xie Wen's name was crossed out from the famous tree map, it was better than Xia Qiao.
... but the level is probably not very good.
Wen Shi and Xia Qiao quickened their pace. Xie asked is still the same, not in a hurry. So he slowly went from a few steps ahead to a bit behind, and he had no intention of catching up.
Wen Shi quickly bypassed the low mountain and came to the front of the house.
It was a self-built house in the 1990s. It had two floors. There was a bluestone wall in front of the building.
"This house..." Xia Qiao looked at it and murmured, "It seemed that there were such houses in the old district when I was a child."
"Old area?"
"Yeah." Xia Qiao nodded, "We used to live there before, but now this kind of house is gone and it's been demolished."
The house appeared out of nowhere, standing abruptly and lonely in the mountain col, surrounded by light rain with a misty mist.
"This is the cage heart? Then what?" Xia Qiao was a little scared. There was always an inexplicable silence in this old house, and he didn't want to get too close.
…
But he couldn't hold back his brother's thoughts.
"And then?" Wen Shi said, "and then of course go in."
Xia Qiao swallowed and said in his heart that you are afraid that you want me to die.
"Is there anyone inside?" Xia Qiao asked again.
This time, it wasn't Wen Shi who answered him, but Xie asked, "Do you think the people inside are people?"
When smelling: "… "
This person is obviously sick, it's such a time, and he's still in the mood to joke.
Xia Qiao was frightened to tears by this joke on the spot, and when asked, "Do you have to come in?"
As soon as Wen Shi opened his mouth, Xie Wen smiled and said, "We can also go in, you can wait outside."
"???"
Xia Qiao cried even more.
Headache when smelling.
Xia Qiao thought about it for two seconds, and felt that it would be more terrifying to stay outside alone. So when I asked Wen Shi: "Then how do I get in? Just push the door?"
Xie asked: "Good idea, you can push it."
When smelling: "… "
He couldn't bear it any longer, pointed at Xie Wen and said, "Shut up." Then he explained to Xia Qiao with reluctance: "You can't push the door. The less movement, the better. It's best not to disturb the things in the house."
"How could it not be disturbed?" Xia Qiao had already played out in his mind - how and how they turned into the house, then turned their heads and faced a blue-white grimace who was close at hand.
"That's right." Wen Shi ran out of patience, and was too lazy to explain.
But seeing Xia Qiao's miserable appearance, he said again: "Find a way to attach it to something else."
When the judges enter the cage, they are sometimes passive and sometimes active, but what they do after entering the cage is almost the same. They will use some things to go into the cage as quietly as possible.
Most of them will choose things like hanging paintings, photos or mirrors, which can be connected with people, easy to attach, and easy to observe the situation in the room.
When they figure out who the cage owner is and what the knot is, they will help.
Xia Qiao looked terrified: "Attach? How can a living person be attached to something else?"
Xie Wen turned his head and whispered to him, "Who told you that we are human now?"
"????"
Xia Qiao went in in one breath, but didn't spit it out again.
All strangers are illusory. If they are frightened, the reality is often a serious illness. Xia Qiao probably won't be able to run.
When I smelled it, I touched my pocket, a little annoying.
In the past, as long as he went out, he would definitely bring something with him, such as incense ashes, wax oil, cotton thread, yellow paper and the like. This morning, I was confused by Xie Wen, but I forgot that there was only one lighter all over my body.
How does this get people into the house
He was bored for a while, and finally remembered that Xie Wen was reluctantly considered a judge. Although he was crossed, he had a name. Different branches of factions always have different approaches, maybe.
So Wen Shi asked, "Do you have a solution?"
Xie asked "uh", "It's not completely absent."
He was too lazy to listen to what he was talking about when he smelled it, so he simply said, "Then you come."
"Are you sure?" Xie Wen slid off three dead branches from the side, and then reached out his hand when he heard it. His open palms were thin and clean, and the phalanges were straight and long.
When Wen Shi looked at the hand, he suddenly fell into a moment of stunnedness, and the fingers hanging by his side curled up.
Xie asked, "Give me the lighter."
He pinched his knuckles when he smelled it, took out a lighter and handed it over.
He watched Xie Wen point the dead branches and stick them in the mud... These techniques are closer to the puppet technique than the Zhang family.
"Let's talk first." When Xie Wen raised his eyes to look at Xiang Wen, he reminded: "You should have heard my rumors? I will also do simple tricks, my level is limited, and I can't do complicated ones. You asked me to help. , remember this, don't blame me if something goes wrong."
He was still smiling, and when he finished speaking, his five fingers folded together, and the moment when the three dead branches collided, his eyes darkened when he heard it.
At that moment, when I smelled it, I regretted it.
But when he opened his eyes again and found that he was in a certain room, he should have fallen into a cage, and he felt that Xie Wen's level was okay.
He didn't act rashly, but glanced around. This should be a child's bedroom. In addition to the bed, the floor is covered with a soft anti-fall plastic blanket, printed with cartoon patterns of the 90s.
There are small wooden chairs in the corners, and building blocks scattered around each other. Obviously the owner of the room is not interested in building blocks, and a layer of floating ash can be seen to the naked eye.
When I smell it, I feel like I'm in a high place in a certain cabinet, but I don't know if it's a photo or a painting. It would be nice if there was a mirror to take a look at. He was just about to find out where Xia Qiao and Xie Wen were when he heard footsteps coming from outside the door of the room.
It should be a child dragging slippers.
Sure enough, the next second, the door of the room was opened, and a little boy dressed like a doll ran in.
The people in the cage often don't look like ordinary people. One point of the facial features will be particularly prominent, while others are very vague, just like human memory.
The protruding part of this little boy is the eyes, which are very large and very black.
He ran into the room and stopped abruptly, then stared straight at a point in the void as if he had found something. Those beautiful eyes also became a little weird.
He stood there for a moment, suddenly turned his head without warning, and looked in the direction of Wen Shi.
When I heard it, I immediately heard a very light gasping sound, confirming that Xia Qiao was beside him, but he didn't dare to speak.
The next second, the ghostly little boy withdrew his gaze, ran back to the door, and suddenly shouted downstairs, "There are a lot of people in my room."
When smelling: "… "
Not long after, a sluggish footstep came up the stairs, sounding quite old, an old man.
Looking at it from the top of the nose, I could see the top of the old man's gray-white hair, because his back was a little curved, so he couldn't see his face.
When the old man saw the empty room, he first sighed lightly, then touched the child's head and asked, "Where are all those people? Grandpa's eyes are dazzled, so he'll have to look for a while."
The little boy stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Wen Shi: "Over there!"
The old man finally looked up...
He has no face.
When I smelled it, I felt something shivering next to it, and then slowly slid down. Not surprisingly, Xia Qiao must have fainted from fright.
But he was very puzzled, what happened to the downward slide? ? ? Whether it's a picture frame or a photo, it's not such a slippery method, right
Xie asked what the hell did they get into
Just when smelling doubts, Xia Qiao slipped out.
Hearing a soft sound of "poof", he watched as a puppet in a pink dress fell to the ground, his face turned to the ground.
When smelling: "… "
Immediately afterwards, the faceless old man bent down and picked up Xia Qiao who was wearing a pink skirt, patted the dust, and put it on the bed. He touched the little boy's head, looked at Wen Shi and said, "Are you the dolls you are talking about?"
When smelling: "… "
These…
doll…
When I smelled it, I suffocated for a while, and I wanted to know two things:
1. He does not wear a skirt as a doll.
2. Xie asked where he was and asked him to die.