That night, I slept with the light on. In fact, I couldn't sleep at all. My eyes were wide open and the bright dagger never left my right hand for a moment.
I lay in bed, trying to convince myself time and time again that I had a hallucination just now and no one was taking a shower in the bathroom. However, my hypothesis has been repeatedly overturned by myself.
I can be 100% sure that the faucet was turned off when I came out after taking a shower. Because I have a bad habit of placing a towel on the faucet every time I take a shower. But when I went in again, the towel was lying flat on the towel rack. This is absolutely impossible because my towel has never been so flat before.
There must be someone, or something strange, who once came to my room, sang a strange song, and turned on my faucet. Who exactly is this person, how did he get in, and how did he leave?
I stayed up all night with my eyes open and persevered. When the sound of the door opening came from next door, I jumped up from the bed, ran out barefoot, and eagerly asked, "Master Li, did you hear singing last night
The male host next door came out to sell breakfast, holding a plastic box in his hand. When he saw me, he was first stunned, but then his face showed a confused expression: "Xiaolin, you haven't slept all night, have you? Look at your eyes, they're so red that they're frightening
Last night, where did that song come from? "Without sleeping all night, it naturally looked like this.
What kind of singing? "He was eager to buy breakfast and didn't care about my words.
At almost twelve o'clock, there was a power outage and an elderly person was singing. I thought it was your family singing, so I kicked the heating pipe and you even scolded me when you came out
The neighbor smiled and said, "Are you dreaming? I watched a game last night and didn't go to bed until 1:30. Where was the power outage
If it weren't for my constant grip on the door frame, I would hardly have been able to stand. There was no power outage last night. Could it be that only my room in the entire building had a power outage? Is there no power outage? Think about it again. When you came to kick my door, was there no electricity in the hallway
At this moment, the floor elevator arrived and the neighbor walked into the elevator while saying, "I'm going to kick your door, I'm sick
My neighbor has already left, but I collapsed at the door of the house. Last night there was no power outage and no old man singing, but why is everything in my memory so clear? Is it really because I was too nervous and had hallucinations?
I walked back to my room and first checked the heating pipe. I have always been lazy, and the heating pipes are often only wiped once a month, so the surface is covered in dust. Soon, two clear footprints were discovered by me, which were left behind by the combination of damp slippers and dust. Last night, I did indeed kick the heating pipe with my foot.
Then, I walked into the bathroom again. I was surprised to find a few drops of wax on the windowsill, which means I lit candles here last night! Three towels are neatly hung on the towel rack, and the towels are neatly folded and placed next to the washbasin like tofu cubes.
This is not true! "At that moment, I almost collapsed.
I didn't care about brushing my teeth and washing my face, I just wet my hair with water, casually gathered it up, and escaped from my home. On the street, I first went to the bank and withdrew ten thousand yuan, and then began the crazy shopping process.
Yesterday, because I left in a hurry, I didn't have time to ask Bi Bufan what kind of offerings he needed, so I had to focus on purchasing food and candles based on the knowledge I learned from movies and novels.
I first went to the supermarket to buy two cigarettes and a box of good wine; I bought a pig head, a sheep head, a cow head, and twenty pounds of pork ribs at the market; I bought 500 yuan worth of incense paper money at the street stall. After purchasing in this way, it cost over two thousand yuan, and even a taxi was packed full. I still felt it wasn't enough, so I bought another piece of red paper and wrapped it in a big red envelope worth 5000 yuan.
The taxi driver shook his head when he saw what I had bought, perhaps lamenting my extravagance and waste.
After finishing all of this, I called Zhang Jingyi and told him that I would find Bi Bufan myself and not take her with me. Because we had already discussed yesterday, she will not go with me today to handle her resignation. I don't know why I called Zhang Jingyi alone, it seems that she has already occupied an important position in my heart.
The journey of over ten kilometers was quickly obtained. When the car turned a corner and I saw the big tree that was struck by lightning yesterday afternoon with a nervous heart, my heart suddenly became much more calm. My suffering is coming to an end, and it won't be long before Bi Bufan takes off the soul pendant for me. Those unnatural creatures will leave me far away, and I will return to a normal life trajectory.
I got off the car and wanted to find a small path leading to the hillside to transport the offerings.
Suddenly, there was a crackling sound of firecrackers coming from the hillside, followed by the clamor of gongs and drums, and the mournful sound of suona horns. Through the dense leaves of the cornfield, I could see from afar that the small hill where Bi Bufan was standing was filled with people, and a thick smoke was rising.
An ominous feeling surged in my heart as I abandoned the driver and ran quickly towards the place where the sound was heard.
Passing through the cornfield, it's the one where Zhang Jingyi stole watermelons yesterday. In just one night, the melon fields have completely changed. All the seedlings were uprooted, and the grown watermelons were picked. Many half grown watermelons were piled up directly with the seedlings. On the other end of the watermelon field, there are two large trucks parked, with seven or eight people loading watermelons onto them. Judging from this posture, the melon farmers seem to be giving up on the upcoming bountiful harvest.
Why is this? If it weren't for a major change at home, then this melon farmer must have gone crazy.
Looking up from the melon field, hundreds of people are densely packed in the peach forest. Some of these people were holding paper money and candles in their hands, some were carrying paper figures and horses, and around ten people were setting off firecrackers nearby. The thatched cottage where Bi Bufan lived was currently burning fiercely.
Oh my god, what are they doing? Are they trying to burn Bi Bufan to death?
I ran quickly forward and ran to a middle-aged woman who was picking watermelons. I urgently asked, "Excuse me, big sister, what else are we doing on the mountain
Kill the bones, "the middle-aged woman lifted her head and wiped the sweat off her forehead, saying," The village chief personally took charge and killed the bones of the Bi madman who had been dead for three years