Not long after, Peng Gang took a taxi and arrived. As soon as we met, he eagerly asked me what happened just now.

I told the story of how I saw Brother Peng. Peng just came to the Malatang stall and looked around, but found nothing. I walked over, took out a cigarette and handed it to him. He looked at me with a somewhat unkind look:

"Old Liu, you are right about why my dad appears here."

I scratched my head and said, "Let's put it this way, I'm a little bit unsure. He looks very much like your father, and he disappears in a blink of an eye."

I walked with him back and forth to the night market several times and found nothing unusual. As we walked and talked, his family was not having a good time now. With Brother Peng in such a situation, the company would naturally be unable to operate and he had already cashed out. His mother usually

The teaching task is also very heavy, and a woman who suffers such a blow will age very quickly. It is said that his mother's hair is now white, and she will be too old to go to school.

Peng Gang and I were chatting when his mother called and asked him to go to the hospital quickly. It seemed that things were troublesome. Peng Gang said goodbye to me, and I told him to come to me if he needs anything. If he can help, he would go home.

Take good care of mom.

When I got home, I was exhausted, mainly mentally. Wang Chen and his little girlfriend went out to hang out again. The house was deserted, and I had no intention of doing anything else. I took off my clothes and got into bed, leaning on the head of the bed and lighting up.

I read urban erotica under the desk lamp. The more I read, the sleepier I became. I yawned one after another, and my eyelids gradually became heavy. Just when I was drowsy, I vaguely saw someone standing on the floor in the bedroom.

I wasn't sure whether it was a human being or not, because all I saw was a pair of black leather shoes. I wanted to sit up and take a closer look, but I couldn't open my eyes. It felt like my eyelids were glued shut. It's hard to describe the feeling.

I was very awake, understood everything that was happening, and my brain was functioning normally. However, my body was in a deep sleep state and did not obey instructions.

At this moment, I vaguely felt someone lying on my body. It seemed to be a woman. It felt like she had just crawled out of a muddy pond. Her whole body was filled with moisture and was dirty.

She lay on top of me, and I could smell a rotten smell. She was very fat, like a pig, but I knew in my heart that she was swollen with water and should not be a living person.

I struggled desperately to sit up, but I couldn't exert any strength, as if I was tightly bound by something. At this time, the weirdest thing happened. The fat woman stretched out a hand and actually passed through my body, like

I grabbed something and pulled it out little by little.

I felt as if there was another self in my body that was about to be torn apart from my body and fly out. At the same time, I could feel that I was the self that was about to leave. I was looking at my body lying on the bed, about to be separated from it.

This feeling is really indescribable, so weird that it cannot be put into words. I am completely split into two independent selves, and I can also perceive two perspectives at the same time.

Subconsciously, I vaguely felt that this phenomenon was not a good thing, and was extremely dangerous. At this moment, I heard the door lock ringing outside, the hall light turned on, and then Wang Chen’s yelling voice came: “Fuck, boss!

Liu, you are back."

The feeling of separation disappeared instantly and I could move again. I quickly jumped out of the bed and ran out of the bedroom without putting on my slippers. When Wang Chen saw me running out naked, his mouth opened wide and he quickly covered him with his hands.

Girlfriend's eyes: "Old Liu, you are acting like a hooligan again."

I hugged him and said with a pale face: "Damn, I just met a ghost."

After that building adventure, Wang Chen became much less timid. When he heard that there was a ghost, he reacted more strongly than a woman: "What the hell is there a ghost? You didn't bring it on, right?"

I recounted what I had just experienced, and my little girlfriend Ding Ling interrupted and said, "Old Liu, that's not a ghost, it's a nightmare."

"What is a nightmare?" Wang Chen asked.

Ding Ling said: "You don't know this, nightmares are also called ghosts on the bed, but they are not real ghosts anyway."

I sat on the sofa shivering, thinking about the scene just now, and my heart was beating with fear.

When Wang Chen heard that it was not a ghost, his courage returned, and he said with a smile: "This kid must have masturbated a lot recently, and his yang energy is too weak."

I ignored him because I knew in my heart that it was definitely not some ghost. I recognized the pair of black leather shoes on the floor. They were the same shoes that Brother Peng wore when I interviewed him for the first time.

Thinking of Brother Peng's soul-splitting needle, I got goosebumps all over my body. The scene when I was dragged by the fat woman just now was too similar to the legendary "soul-separating needle". She was trying to pull my soul out of my body.

I thought about it and dialed Peng Gang's number.

Peng Gang didn't seem to realize that I could call, and his tone sounded a little flustered. I asked him if there were any clues about his father's disappearance. Peng Gang told him about the hospital's investigation. The last time Brother Peng appeared in the hospital's surveillance video was this afternoon.

At half past two, he walked through the corridor alone, entered the men's room, and never came out again.

After careful investigation, it was found that no one else was in the toilet at the time, which means there were no witnesses.

Could it be that Brother Peng climbed out of the toilet window and escaped? That would be even more impossible. This toilet is located on the fifth floor of the inpatient department. When the hospital was first established, there was a lack of experience. There were cases where patients climbed out of the toilet window and fell to death.

Incident. Having learned from the past, the hospital welded a very strong iron fence outside the window. Even with a saw, let alone using bare hands, it could not be cut open at all within three or four hours.

Brother Peng, like David Copperfield, mysteriously disappeared in the secret room.

This incident is so unbelievable that it has exceeded the capacity of the hospital, so we can only call the police. The police are currently investigating. When I called, Peng Gang and his mother were sorting out the things that Brother Peng left in the hospital.

Peng Gang said that what his father left behind most were paintings. Most of those paintings could not tell what they were painted on. They were like random graffiti, just irregular circles of large and small sizes. However, in this pile of paintings, they

I found a very unique painting.

Speaking of this painting, Peng Gang was very flustered. It took him a long time to say: "Old Liu, my mother didn't want me to say it at first, but I think it's not the case if I don't say it, so I still need to tell you. My father left

The picture below is of you."

I was shocked on the spot and completely speechless.

The person on the phone kept saying "Hello, hello". I took a long breath and realized that I was still sitting naked in the hall. Wang Chen and his girlfriend had already gone back to the bedroom and were having sex. I trembled and returned

I went to my own room, closed the door, put on a blanket, squatted on the ground and smoked.

"Lao Liu, Lao Liu" Peng Gang shouted.

"I'm here, what kind of painting is that?" I asked.

Peng Gang hesitated for a moment: "You can see for yourself what it looks like. Are you free tomorrow? Why don't you come to my house and I'll wait for you. Oh, by the way," he paused and said, "You'd better be mentally prepared.

.”

Damn, this guy was half-talking and hung up the phone. My heart was like a scratched cat. After smoking for a while, my heart was so confused that I couldn’t sit down or lie down. I could only walk around in circles. Brother Peng, what do you mean between us?

There is no grievance or enmity. I didn’t let you be a cuckold. Why are you staring at me? Li Yang is stunned, Tongsuo is fat, and Wang Chen is cowardly. If you don’t want to find anyone, you have to come to me. You can play with the three of them as you like.

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These days I am really possessed by the spirit of decline. Is it really like what is said in ghost stories? You cannot always go to unclean places, otherwise you will be contaminated by unclean things and your fate will be ruined.

I took a few puffs of cigarette, put it out, and called the manager to ask for leave. The manager might be accompanying guests outside, and the phone was noisy, and I could vaguely hear a broken gong singing loudly. He asked me what I was doing drunkenly, and I said tomorrow

Asking for leave. The manager became angry at that time: "Xiao Liu, don't you want to ask for leave all the time when you have nothing to do? How can our company develop and grow if people like you are like this?"

I accompanied him carefully and said soft words. He said: "Let me tell you Xiao Liu, originally you did not pass the assessment period and the human resources department wanted to expel you. It was me who fought against all the opinions and kept you. Can you do it yourself?"

"Be brave." I explained that I was naive. The manager said: "The boss from the headquarters will come to our place for inspection tomorrow. You can handle it yourself."

After hanging up the phone, I cursed in my mind, you're such a dick, I won't urinate in your pot at all. Life is at stake now, and solving your own problems is the right way to go.

After lying on the bed for a while, I really didn't dare to sleep. As soon as I closed my eyes, I thought of the wet fat woman just now. I had to go to the living room, put on a blanket, suppressed my sleepiness, and read electronic novels on my mobile phone whether or not I wanted to.

I don’t know when I fell asleep on the sofa, but I was awakened by the ringing of my cell phone the next day. I squinted my eyes to answer the call, and Peng Gang said hurriedly on the phone: "Old Liu, you go to the city funeral home right now."

My mind was spinning, I turned over and sat up, and asked what was going on.

Peng Gang said: "The police called just now and said that there is a weirdo who has been hanging around the morgue of the city funeral home recently. He looks very much like my father."

The funeral parlor is in the outskirts of the city, very far away from where I live, basically across the city. In order to rush for time, I took a taxi, calculated the distance and touched my wallet. It was really painful. It’s not that I am stingy, a

When people work hard in big cities, their wages are barely enough to survive, and they have to be careful about everything they do.

When we were halfway through the journey, Peng Gang kept calling and texting me, asking where he was. I asked him to be patient and he would be there in a moment. Little did he know that I was also very anxious.

I can't help but think about it, why did Brother Peng go to the funeral parlor alone?

The funeral parlor is located in the wilderness, outside the city. There are only cars passing by on the entire avenue, and there are basically no pedestrians. In broad daylight, it looks so desolate. When you see the wreath shop appearing on the roadside, you will know

The funeral home has arrived.

I don’t know which families were attending funerals today. There were hundreds of people, crying, filial sons and grandsons wearing filial piety belts, walking in gloomily. I got out of the taxi and called Peng Gang. He told me that he was waiting in the lobby.

Wait, let me come over quickly.

There is still a long way to go from the entrance of the funeral home to the hall. The funeral home is located in a remote place, with a mountain at its back. It is winter, with dead leaves falling all over the mountain, and it is very cold. For some reason today, the wind is particularly strong, hard and cold. Wait until I leave.

When we arrived in the lobby, my nose almost fell off from the cold.

The hall was packed with people, all of whom came to pay their respects and attend the memorial service. The two-story hall where the body was bid farewell to was completely full. There were huge wreaths in the past, and the sound of crying and wailing could not be heard.

I rubbed my frozen ears and saw Peng Gang waving, so I quickly walked over. There were a few people with him, one of whom was a middle-aged man wearing a blue police uniform. He had a calm demeanor that made people feel at ease.

There was also a middle-aged woman wearing a red cotton-padded jacket. Her hair was half white and tied in a bun at the back. Her face was sallow and she looked no different from a walking zombie. I thought, this must be Peng Gang's mother.

Brother Peng’s wife.

I quickly reached out my hand and shook his mother's hand: "Auntie, I'm here."

Peng Gang quickly said: "Mom, Uncle Chen, this is my good friend Liu Yang. He's here to help."

The middle-aged policeman nodded to me, and I quickly stretched out my hand: "Hello, Uncle Chen." He shook my hand.

Officer Chen said: "Let's go, the director happens to be here and we can understand the situation." A few of us went out from the back door of the hall and entered the office building on the north side. In the office on the second floor, we met the director of the funeral home.

The curator and Officer Chen were quite familiar with each other, and they shook hands and exchanged greetings and poured tea. Officer Chen said: "Director Wang, please call over the witnesses who saw the strange things, and we will understand the situation."

Director Wang made a call, but not long after, there was a knock on the door, and an old man wearing a black uniform and not dirty came in. Director Wang said: "Master Lao Tian is an employee of our funeral home, specializing in burning corpses.

Let him talk."

Officer Chen handed Lao Tiantou a cigarette: "Master, tell me what happened."

Lao Tiantou put the cigarette under his nose and sniffed it, then pulled a chair and sat down with his legs crossed: "Comrade police, this is Yuxi Bar. The smoke is good. It's too mysterious. I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you."
Chapter completed!