C302 Refuge

Name:Fake Funeral Author:
I said to the old man, "Who the hell are you? Didn't you say that you have a position? "Tell me directly, I don't want Uncle Wang to call me 'Uncle Wang'."

Who would have thought that he would excitedly rub his hands together and say, "This is what you wanted to ask."

I nodded. "Yes, I want to ask. Why are you so excited?"

He said mysteriously, "When I was alive, I was the boss. They all call me Wang Shu. Didn't you want to scream? Just scream. "

I let out a dry laugh and shouted, "Wang Shu …" "Record?"

He let out an exaggerated long sigh, as if he had obtained an extremely great satisfaction. "How many years has it been? Twenty years or how many? It's been a long time since anyone has called me that. "Little brother, just call me again. Let's get back together, don't kowtow."

I didn't scream.

He was a little disappointed. "Why aren't you shouting?"

I embarrassedly said, "This form of address seems to be a bit sensitive. It can't be called out without stuttering."

He nodded, "That's true, that's true. My identity was rather sensitive when I was alive, so you can't be blamed for that. "Hmm …" I started from the district chief, and although I had some achievements, I haven't forgotten about them. You can just call me Director Wang. "

I nodded and called out, "Director Wang."

Director Wang immediately let out a long sigh of satisfaction. Of course, the long sighs of the Prefectural Elder were nothing compared to the long sighs of the books and records.

As he sighed, I felt more and more that the ghost was not frightening. Because of his strong sense of life, I was only curious about him and not afraid of him.

Of course, for someone as experienced as me with a dagger in his hand, what could scare me like that?

When Director Wang's mood had calmed down, I asked him, "What happened here?"

Director Wang pointed to the huge office desk and said to me: "Come, come, let's sit down and talk."

Director Wang sat on the swivel chair behind the table. The leather swivel chair wrapped his entire body. As for me, I was sitting on the sofa in front of him.

Director Wang looked down from above and said, "Little brother, what is your name?"

I said, "My name is Hu Chujiu."

Director Wang nodded his head, he picked up the brush on the table and wrote the words "Hu Chujiu" on a piece of white paper. He cleared his throat as he looked at the three words and raised his hand slightly, as if he were about to make a speech, but he faltered and did not speak for a long time.

Afterwards, he sighed dejectedly and put his hand down. Then he smiled wryly and said to me, "Actually, I have forgotten about the past. All I remember is that I was an official. "As for what exactly they are, how they met, and how they were assigned, I can't remember a single thing."

I thought about the corpses in the passage outside and said to Director Wang, "There's no one here. It seems like you don't need to assign the missions."

Director Wang nodded and said in agreement, "Yes, yes."

He fell silent. I can finally ask. I asked him: "Director Wang, where is this place?"

Director Wang was stunned and said: "Oh? This is a refuge. "

I asked curiously, "Sanctuary?" How did he escape? Do souls need shelter as well? "

Director Wang said, "Of course. What was the soul most afraid of? It was yang energy, what was the second thing to fear? is the Nagzul. "

"When the yang energy shines on the soul, that soul seemed to have been thrown into a raging inferno. If it was for a short period of time, then it would be extremely painful, and after a long period of time, it would be burnt to ashes. As for the Nagzul? Yang energy is telling you to die, Nagzul is telling you to live a life worse than death. If you were to be captured by the Nagzul and sent to hell, hell, hell, Yama Temple, Bridge of Helplessness, you will never be able to take it. "

I looked at Director Wang, a little puzzled. A little brat trying to hide from the yang energy? This was nothing. But how could this brat know how to avoid Nagzul?

I seriously sized up his soul. It was really weak. He was just an ordinary little ghost. He was even a bit weaker than a normal brat. This was because he was full of fat when he was alive and was used to eating big fish and big meat, so his body wasn't that good.

Since he was not a ghost, how did he know that he was hiding in Nagzul?

Furthermore, he had complete control over his three souls and seven souls, so he was not the remnant soul of some important figure. What was going on?

I said to the Director Wang, "Is the Nagzul that scary? I see that after many ghosts were captured by the Nagzul and reincarnated, they have a pretty good time. I've even seen some evil spirits, and because they made a mistake, they can't be reborn, it's extremely painful. "

Director Wang acknowledged: "I know what you're talking about. What Hanged Ghost, drowned Ghost, unable to reincarnate, just find a substitute. "

I nodded. "That's why reincarnation is the baby's dream, isn't it? "Why do you seem to be quite against it?"

The Director Wang sighed and said, "Comrade Xiao Hu, you do not know about this. While I was alive, I did a few wrong things. You see, I'm an official. It was difficult for the Manchu officials to stop their domestic affairs. Who had not done a few wrong things? I didn't mean to, did I? And the consequences are not my subjective will, are they? I was limited by the history of the time, wasn't I? I apologized afterwards, too, didn't I? "

"We should stick together and look ahead. The unpleasant memories of the past are written off. "However, there are some people who are different. They want to turn over old debts, and they will not forget to create trouble or disgrace you. They want to pull you down from your horse."

After Director Wang finished complaining, I asked again: "So, what did you do wrong?"

The Director Wang waved his hand and said unclearly: "It's just those who come from various families, it really isn't a big deal. Furthermore, when I went to report it to Nagzul, he ordered me to atone for my sins by working hard in my next life. "

Director Wang spread his hands out. "I know that being an ox or a horse is very painful, so I begged my grandfather to tell me. I finally found a place to hide. I've been hiding for decades. Nagzul hasn't found me yet. "Hmm …" It's a little lonely here, but much better than being born into a cow. "

Director Wang was very vague, but I heard the crux of it right away. I asked him, "You're begging your grandpa to sue your grandma? Who was this grandpa or grandma? Just which expert gave you guidance on such a place? "

Director Wang was startled, immediately becoming flustered. Relieved, I knew I'd hit the nail on the head.

Director Wang stammered as if he didn't want to say it, so I played with the dagger in my hand and said to Director Wang: "There's only the two of us here. Be either a friend or an enemy. My friend knows some things and is unwilling to share with me, so I will play the role of the Nagzul. "

Director Wang sighed, "You guys are really bad, you guys are really bad."

He lowered his head and said with regret, "Let me tell you, there were a total of three people who helped me back then. One is surnamed Zhao and the other is surnamed Xue. "

I waited for him to say a third person. However, he suddenly stopped moving.

Puzzled, I asked, "What about the third person?"

Director Wang's eyes were a little blurred. "That's right, where's the third person? How come I don't have any impression of him at all? I remember very clearly that there was a third person, but why can't I remember? "

He slapped his head hard, but didn't say who the third person was. At first I thought he was playing with me, but then I gave up.

If he wanted to lie, he could just say that there were two of them. There was no need to deliberately mystify things like that.

I played with the dagger in my hand, suspecting more and more that the two people he was talking about were Mr. Zhao and Master Xue.

I asked the Director Wang, "What are the names of those two people?"

Director Wang said, "I forgot, I really can't remember. All I remember is that they might have disappeared. "Hmm …" Before they went missing, something else seemed to have happened. During that time, everyone seemed to have forgotten about them, and they were often ignored for months and months. "

"But when we chat with each other, we always feel that we're missing a piece and that we don't have the right number. But if we talk about it seriously, we'll think of them. "

When I heard this, I immediately understood. Someone had taken their memories. The memories of the Mr. Zhao and the Master Xue, as well as the memories of the other third person.

Perhaps … There was a fourth person, a fifth person. However, their memories had been erased even more cleanly, so the Director Wang couldn't remember anything at all.

I flipped through my phone and found the picture of the Mr. Zhao. I showed the photo to the Director Wang and asked him: "Is this person someone you know?"

Director Wang looked at it for a while and said, "It looks a little familiar. I think it's him, but he seems a little older."

He turned around, took out a thick stack of folders from a large cabinet behind him, and started flipping through them one by one. I saw that there was nothing on the papers. They were all white.

However, Director Wang was reading very carefully. While flipping through the white paper, he muttered to himself, "Not this, this is a land expropriation method. Not this, this is demolished. "It's not this, this is a sewer …"

I looked at him, a little puzzled. "How did he see the words on the white paper? Or perhaps … The words on it are only his memories from when he was alive? "

After a while, Director Wang suddenly cheered, "It's here."

Then he pulled out a piece of paper and said to me, "That's him. I remember his surname is Zhao. "Hmm …" It's a good thing I left a picture, or I would have forgotten. "

I stared at the white paper in his hand and smiled bitterly. "I can't see it."

The Director Wang asked curiously: "You can't see it? Why? Are you color-blind? "That shouldn't be the case, this is a color photo, there are red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, cyan, blue, purple, and purple in all colors."

I said to the Director Wang: "Then look, are these two pictures the same person?"

Director Wang compared it and seriously said: "That's right, it's the same person. However … The person in your picture is getting older. "