Chapter 89: Ghost Festival (Part 1)
Because our cell phones were turned off, the underground parking lot was completely dark at the moment. Ma Qiang and I could only grope in the dark, running towards the door, one in front and one behind.
Fortunately, although the strange man in black was scary, his walking speed was obviously slower than that of ordinary people. After we ran for a while, we basically could no longer hear the sound of pursuit.
Despite this, we still didn't dare to stop. We ran to Building D like crazy in one breath, and then stopped panting.
“What’s that smell…”
A patient covered his nose and looked at us with a frown.
I pointed at Ma Qiang, who was almost lying on the ground from exhaustion, and said, "Oh, he peed."
The patient left feeling nauseous.
Ma Qiang blushed and wanted to say something, but he was so tired that he sat down on the ground.
This kid has poor physical fitness and sweats profusely after just a little movement, let alone running from the underground parking lot to Building D in one breath.
"Brother Tian, this is too weird..."
"Let's go back to the lounge and talk."
As soon as Ma Qiang opened his mouth, I stopped him.
The two of us returned to the lounge together. I closed the door, glanced at Ma Qiang, who was pale, and said, "Ma Qiang, only the two of us know about this. Don't let anyone else hear it."
"Why? These two bitches are trying to kill people for money. We should call the police!" Ma Qiang said in confusion.
"Which eye of yours saw them committing murder for money?" I rolled my eyes and said unhappily, "That weirdo in black was stabbed, but he's still jumping around in high spirits. And it's obvious he was stabbed for resources."
Ma Qiang sucked his teeth and said, "Brother Tian, this man was stabbed. Even if he didn't die, he would have fainted. Why is he not hurt at all? Is he an iron man?"
“He may not be an iron man, and he may not be a human at all.” I sneered.
"It's not a human?" Ma Qiang took a breath of cold air, "Could it be a ghost?"
I told him not to worry about it. Sister Sun and Cao Fengjiao's identities are probably not simple. When they come back , you should pretend nothing happened and never reveal any flaws, otherwise your life will be in danger.
Hearing this, Ma Qiang was filled with fear and said that he had taken advantage of Sister Sun before. Now that he thought about it, he was lucky that she didn't hold a grudge against him, otherwise he didn't know what would have happened.
I smiled and continued.
"Brother Tian, their behavior is too weird. Look at Sister Sun. She took off all her clothes and lay on the ground, letting Cao Fengjiao graffiti on her body with blood. Isn't this perverted?" Ma Qiang said with a frown.
I pondered for a moment and said, "I'm not sure either. I feel like... they're carrying out some kind of conspiracy related to Building D. Anyway, don't worry about this matter, and don't investigate it deliberately. Just live your life as you should from now on."
"I'm not afraid. I'm particularly interested in this kind of thing. Brother Tian, you may not know that my previous dream was to become a detective like Sherlock Holmes." Ma Qiang grinned and said.
I was speechless and said, "Then why have you become a gangster now?"
"Ahem, isn't this forced by life?"
Ma Qiang looked embarrassed and said that he had grown up with no father or mother and had lived with his grandmother in the village. After he caused a big disaster, he was driven out of the village by his grandmother. He came to the city alone with no diploma, no education, no skills, and no skills. How could he survive?
So, he can only commit a crime.
Including coming to Building D this time, it was also a helpless move, for the sake of survival.
Ma Qiang said that if possible, he would like to return to the village and live with his grandmother, even though there are no computers, no air conditioners, no bars, no beauties, and the living conditions are very simple, but he feels that life there is the happiest time in his life, and he is willing to stay there forever.
I didn't expect Ma Qiang to have such a background. I sighed in my heart and asked him, "Ma Qiang, what disaster did you cause in the village?"
“It’s hard to explain in a few words…” Ma Qiang sighed, his pale face revealing a bit of fear, “In short, it was a really big disaster. I was naughty at that time and almost got my grandma into trouble… Oh, thinking about it now, my back really goes cold.”
I knew he might not want to say it, so I didn't force him.
At this time, there was a sound of quarreling outside the door.
I walked over and opened the door, and saw Cao Fengjiao coming back, with her hands on her hips, arguing with a patient about something.
Ma Qiang sighed beside me and said that he never thought that this fierce fat woman was so scary behind her back, just like a she-demon... He should try to avoid provoking her in the future.
I didn't say anything, and kept my eyes on Cao Fengjiao.
On the corner of her pink nurse uniform, there was an obvious bloodstain...
There is no doubt that the bloodstains came from the black-clad strange man.
Who is the strange man in black?
Why does he look like he's neither alive nor dead?
Moreover, he gave me a very similar feeling to Cheng Xiaoyan’s grandmother - could they really be the same kind of creature?
And Sister Sun, what exactly is going on between her and Cao Fengjiao? What is that strange ritual all about?
More and more questions kept coming to my mind, making me feel breathless.
I have been in Building D for a while now. I thought I was getting closer to the truth, but I didn’t expect that I was actually getting further and further away…
…
When I came to take over in the evening, Liu Fuqiang left in a hurry. I asked him what was the hurry, and he said that today was Ghost Festival and there were dirty things everywhere. He wanted to go home early, take a shower and go to bed to avoid being possessed by evil spirits.
As he spoke, he glanced at me and said, "Zhiyong, you should be careful too - I heard Liu Bin say before that whenever the Ghost Festival comes, Building D will be in trouble."
"Thank you." I nodded, feeling helpless.
Everyone knows that things are not peaceful in Building D during Ghost Festival, but... I am a night watchman after all, and I still have to face what I have to face.
At this time, the entrance of Building D was filled with braziers.
The patients squatted on the ground, holding gold ingots, candles, and paper money in their hands and throwing them into the brazier.
Some people murmured to themselves, asking their ancestors to collect money and bless them with peace; some people cried loudly, feeling extremely sad; some people laughed at themselves, saying, "I will come to see you soon, wait for me..."
In Building D, the atmosphere that had finally eased became gloomy, sad, and desperate again tonight...
I looked at them.
I haven't felt this way in a long time.
It was as if I had returned to the time when I first came to Building D, the extremely depressing atmosphere, the prayers and crying in the ward...
…
At 1:33 in the morning, the memorial service was basically over and the patients returned to their wards one after another to rest.
I watched TV in the lounge for a while, and when I saw that there was no one outside, I went out.
There were still several burning braziers on the ground.
I took out the prepared cigarettes and wine, lit the cigarette and put it on the ground, then opened the bottle cap, sprinkled it around, and said, "Brother Liu, let's drink."
After everything was done, I was about to clean up the mess when I suddenly saw a few five or six-year-old children with rosy faces and white teeth standing about ten meters away, laughing and pointing as if they were watching a fun event.
I was wondering, when did these children come here? Are they family members of the hospital patients?
"Children, it's time to go back to your parents."
I said as I walked towards them.
At this time, one of the children walked to a burning brazier, squatted down, and put his head inside...
I was startled and tried to stop it, but it was too late.
However, the next scene made me feel like I was falling into an ice cellar...
The child buried his head in the brazier, opened his mouth, bit a red candle like a dog, and started chewing it ...
