Chapter 011
Without thinking, I said, after my mother's funeral...
As soon as I said this, I suddenly felt enlightened and realized that I had overlooked the most important thing.
Whether it was the encounter with the paper man with Lin Tian or everything that happened afterwards, it all started after my mother's funeral! Even my dreams were inextricably linked to the funeral. But I still don't understand what the connection is between the two.
This was the first time Tintin had a serious expression on his face, with his eyebrows raised, looking like a fox.
Then he asked me, did you do anything out of the ordinary at the funeral?
I solemnly assured that no, this was my mother's funeral. I was very sad during those days, feeling a little sorry for her as I was not by her side when she died.
He asked again, what did Lin Tian do?
I thought, I really don't know. He came back with me and helped a lot, but I also have to take care of relatives and friends, so it's impossible for me to stay with him all the time. But when he asked me this, I immediately became suspicious. I said, are you suspecting Lin Tian?
Ding Ding didn't say anything, his face became even darker.
I was confused and kept recalling what Lin Tian had done, but after thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure out anything strange.
Ding Ding suddenly said that it was not Lin Tian's fault. If he did something, he should be the one who attracted the ghost, not you. But I don't understand. If your dream was a ghost omen, why was Lin Tian in your dream? And his behavior was so weird?
I said, maybe it’s because he is my best brother now and I trust him absolutely, so it’s not strange to dream about him.
Ding Ding immediately spat and said, "It's not your fault. You only think there's something wrong when I scare you to death in the middle of the night!"
I didn't know how to answer him, so I just kept quiet.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, he shrugged and asked me, why don't we go back to your hometown to check it out?
I looked at him and saw that he looked very serious. Actually, after I figured it out just now, I also thought of this idea, but I don’t have any vacation now, so I don’t know when I will have the opportunity.
Ding Ding said, don’t worry, the weather is not good these two days, and if you want to investigate these strange things, you have to choose a time.
I asked him when he thought it would be the right time.
He stretched out his hand towards me, raised his thumb and index finger, gestured a number, and said "Mid-July!"
I was stunned, and then I yelled, "What are you talking about? I still have some common sense. It's the Ghost Festival, going there at this time is just asking for death!"
Tintin waved his hand and said that they were going to investigate ghosts, so why did you want to wait until National Day to go?
I was speechless, but my heart was shaking. I could only say, let's wait and see, maybe I'll be fine in a few days.
Ding Ding said it’s up to you.
After saying that, he pointed outside the room and asked me to go out and not disturb his sleep.
I had no choice but to go back to my room and lie on the bed. My mind was full of what I had just said, and I couldn't fall asleep. So I stayed up until dawn, and when the alarm went off at 7 o'clock, I immediately rolled out of bed.
I knocked on Ding Ding's door, and he snorted and told me to get out. I saw that I couldn't wake him up.
When I washed my face, I looked in the mirror and found that my eye circles were darker and I looked even less energetic.
I took the report that Brother Wang gave me and went out.
At this time, almost all the breakfast shops in the alleys have opened for business, and it is very noisy and bustling.
But when I got downstairs, I stopped.
I saw a woman in white standing at the entrance of the building. She had her back to me and seemed to be watching the people coming and going, without moving.
I can't tell whether she is a human or a ghost. Now, whenever I see something suspicious, I can't help but think of the worst.
I stood at the corner of the stairs and hesitated for a while, not knowing whether I should go upstairs and ask Ding Ding to take a look, or pretend that I was used to it or couldn't see it as he said.
Just at this moment, the family behind me opened the door, and a woman came out with her seven or eight-year-old son. When she saw me standing at the door, she was stunned for a moment, looked at me strangely, and then dragged her son downstairs.
I kept watching the mother and son, and saw them walking past the woman in white with a smile on their faces, and nothing happened. Then I mustered up the courage to walk down.
The closer I got, the more my feet trembled, as if I couldn't walk anymore.
When I came up to the woman, I barely looked at her, pretending to be busy on my way.
It was at this time that I realized her hair was very long, almost reaching her hips. Although I like women with long hair, I really didn't want to stay and look at her.
But when we passed each other, I still smelled a rotten odor coming from her hair.
I immediately felt nauseous and couldn't help but cover my mouth. I subconsciously turned my head to take a look and was immediately stunned!
I didn't even see the woman's face. Her front and back were exactly the same. She had no facial features on her head, only dense hair!
If her toes hadn't been pointing at me, I would have thought she had turned away!
Fortunately, she didn't pounce on me and still stood there motionless.
I pretended to be calm and continued walking, fearing that I would attract her attention, but my pace was still much faster.
I took out my cell phone and called Ding Ding directly. After waiting for a long time, he finally picked up the phone and said , still looking very impatient.
I covered my mouth and said with rapid breathing, Ding Ding, there is a faceless ghost standing downstairs! What should I do?
He exclaimed and said, "Is there only one?"
I said one is not enough! How many do you want!
Ding Ding said, I thought there would be more. The more negative energy you have, the more ghosts will be attracted. This is also true for places where you stay for a long time.
My heart skipped a beat and I felt that the situation was getting worse and worse.
I used to think that people who stayed with me for a long time would be affected by me, but I didn't expect that even the place where I lived would be affected by me. I just felt a headache and asked Ding Ding what to do?
He said, the same thing, whether you are attracted by the ghostly aura in the house or for some other reason, you will probably run into it wherever you go, so just do what you have .
I felt that what he said was the same as not saying anything, so I could only sigh and hang up the phone. I looked back cautiously and saw that the ghost with long hair but no face was still standing downstairs and didn't follow me. Then I thought that since Ding Ding was there, he would get up and clean up after getting enough sleep. I should go to work first and see if I could deal with Brother Wang's matter.
I waited for a while, and then the bus came. I remembered the old lady I met before, so I took a look below. There were many people rushing to work in the morning, and the bus seemed a bit crowded, but fortunately I didn't see anything strange.
It was a rare trip without any strange incidents. When I arrived at the company, there were already many people waiting for the train at the station. I didn't dare to stay in the waiting hall for too long, so I went straight to the office building and went to my department's office.
As soon as I walked in, I found that Brother Wang was already sitting inside. I stopped my raised foot and thought about leaving.
Brother Wang looked up and saw me. He squinted his eyes and looked at me for a long time from behind the frame. Suddenly he said, "Xiao Tan, why are you standing at the door?"
My feet were shaking, and I recalled what Ding Ding said last night. I thought that at least so far, Brother Wang was harmless.
I forced myself to calm down, smiled with the corners of my mouth twitching, and said, "Ahaha, it's okay, it's okay." Suddenly I remembered something.
Brother Wang looked at me strangely and didn't say anything.
I tiptoed in, keeping my eyes on Brother Wang, afraid that he would suddenly jump up and pounce on me.
Unexpectedly, before I walked to my desk and sat down, he suddenly looked up and stared at me, scaring me so much that I froze in place and dared not move.
Brother Wang asked, Xiao Tan, what's wrong with you? Why are you staring at me?
I laughed again and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I just missed you after not seeing you for a long time..."
Brother Wang frowned, then suddenly stood up and walked towards me. I could no longer suppress the fear in my heart, so I immediately turned around and ran out of the office.
I ran straight to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, took out my phone and started calling Ding Ding.
Who knew that the phone kept beeping for a long time, but no one answered. I thought he might be asleep and couldn't hear me, so I called again, but there was still no response.
I had no choice but to send him a text message saying that I was scared to death and that I really didn't have the ability to do it. This made Brother Wang realize that I would never be able to do something like dying myself.
I waited in the bathroom for a few minutes but there was no response. I was thinking about how to explain my panic when I saw Brother Wang again after I went out.
As a result, a puff of smoke suddenly blew in from the cubicle next to me. Although I was also a smoker, I was still choked by the smoke and started coughing.
I raised my hand and waved it in front of me. Suddenly, an old voice came to my ear and asked, "Young man, my cigarette is out and I can't light it. Can you lend me a lighter?"
I felt that the sound was very close to me, so I turned around and looked. I suddenly saw an old man lying on the partition of the toilet cubicle, smiling gloomily, looking down at me with a pair of turbid eyes!
My first thought was, hey, this old guy is in pretty good shape, he can climb so high.
But as soon as I thought about it, my face turned pale. I lowered my head and could see the gap under the compartment. The old man's feet were kicking back and forth there! If this man was lying here, he would have to be two meters and five meters tall!
Seeing that I didn't react, the old man suddenly stretched out his hand, handed a cigarette holder to me, pointed at it and asked, "Would you like to lend it to me?"
I don't know where I got the courage from, but I raised my hand and threw the thing in my hand at him. I kicked the toilet door hard and ran out.
I don’t know how long this kind of life will last. Although it’s only a few short days, I’m really scared.
