I loaded the ghost talk game

bang bang bang!

Kota Miyake clenched his fist and slammed on the door, the solid anti-theft door made a dull sound.

"Qian Zhang, are you in there!"

bang bang bang!

Knock again.

"I'm really angry, you'd better explain what you've been doing these two days!"

Still no response.

Kota Miyake moved closer to the anti-theft door. No sound could be heard from his brother's house, and the entire corridor was deadly silent.

Only a little bit of rain splashed along the masonry fence in the corridor, soaking the air in a cold and damp environment, making people uncomfortable.

It seems that the younger brother is really not at home.

"Where did that kid go?"

But when Qianzhang answered the phone just now, he sounded normal.

Which means nothing happened to him.

Maybe it's just that I just don't want to see myself.

Yasushi Miyake realized this too early on. After he became an adult, the social status gap between the two brothers became wider and wider. Every time he saw his younger brother, he would feel a lot of psychological pressure.

Also, for that kid Qianzhang, what's so good about a big brother who can't do anything?

He finally planned to leave.

When he reached the stairs, Kota Miyake shook the umbrella in his hand and turned his head again.

The door of the younger brother's apartment was still tightly closed, standing silently like a lifeless tombstone in the dark environment.

Naturally, the tombstone cannot be opened.

"Damn it, it's cold in here."

Miyake tore off his clothes that were wrinkled and wet by the rain, and went downstairs.

...

About an hour after Miyake Kota left.

The Kamiya family's refitted, heavy-industrial ghost Mazda drove to the downstairs of the apartment where Chiaki Miyake lived.

Dashi Junma drove the car into a nearby alley, and the car door stopped towards the alley.

The ghost car has never had the problem of parking difficulty, as long as it finds a corner where there is no one, it can park anywhere.

Dashi in front got down from the cab, opened a black umbrella, and picked up his boss to get off.

"Oishi, I can hold an umbrella by myself."

Kamiya got out of the car and stood under the umbrella.

Dashi Junma held the handle of the umbrella and seemed very excited: "Please let me come, boss! I wanted to do this a long time ago, boss, don't you think it's more handsome for me to hold the umbrella for you? I will Like your driver and bodyguard, if we go to meet that novelist like this, you will appear on the stage like a master of the extreme, and your aura is absolutely in place."

Shen Gu silently glanced at the flamboyant yellow hair on his younger brother's head.

I don't know if I have the temperament of Mr. Jidao, but when I stand with you, I always feel that the bad boy on the street is a bit heavier in me.

Near ink is black.

"Don't scare people by letting your head fall off."

"No problem, boss!"

Holding an umbrella from Oishi, Kamiya walked out of the alley.

After leaving Satake Tsukada's house just now, Kamiya called Mr. Xushi according to the contact information.

But no one answered.

After thinking about it, Shengu simply went to the door according to the address to have a look. Although it's somewhat impolite for a stranger to come to your door without saying hello, but excellent scriptwriters are hard to come by, so it's better to meet as much as possible.

Hush——

The torrential rain has been raining for a long time this afternoon, and there is no sign of stopping now.

The moisture is mixed with the damp smell of soil.

The sky and the earth were clouded into a cup of turbid liquid in the torrential rain, and the dark buildings on the ground were like sediment at the bottom of the cup.

Kamiya walked downstairs to the apartment like this, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

In front of him, only a few of the five-storey apartment buildings were lit, and the lights appeared hazy in the misty mist.

"Abba whimper!"

The little old man found himself at his feet, raised his finger to the fourth floor of the apartment, and told what he had found.

"Boss, and senior little old man? What's wrong?"

Dashi Junma's perception ability is not too strong, he also stops when he sees the boss stop, and tilts the umbrella in his hand more toward the boss.

Shen Gu didn't reply right away, but raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, becoming deep and dark.

The rainwater flowed down the black umbrella surface, gathered into a waterline, and slowly slid down from his eyes.

Slap.

The waterline smashed into the stagnant water on the ground, swaying into turbid ripples, splashing tiny cold water droplets.

"There's something wrong here."

Kamiyagawa pulled out a word from the [Mirage Bag].

...

Kota Miyake was driving home from Roppongi in Minato.

He rented a one-family building here in Shinagawa District and lived with his girlfriend.

However, his girlfriend has gone on a business trip in the past two days, so he is the only one at home.

Kota Miyake returned home with the bento he bought from a convenience store halfway.

He casually put the bento on the table, took off half of his clothes, and was about to take a shower, but just as he walked to the door of the bathroom, he heard the doorbell ringing in the hallway.

bell - bell -

"who?"

"Brother, it's me, Chiaki."

My brother's voice came from the door.

Chiaki?

I couldn't find anyone else just now, why did this kid come here by himself now.

"Wait!"

Mrs. Kang put on a pair of shorts, wiped her hair with a dry towel, and walked towards the door.

The door opens.

Standing outside was indeed his younger brother Chiaki Miyake.

The brother he didn't like and was secretly jealous of.

Qianzhang doesn't look much like his tall and burly brother, he's a little thinner and a little shorter.

Qian Zhang was wearing a white shirt and a pair of jeans, most of which were wet. He was holding an umbrella in his hand, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose were covered with steam, and he stood at the door with an apologetic expression.

I don't know if it was the cold or some other reason, but his thin lips turned white.

"You... where did you go?"

Mrs. Kang wanted to get angry again, but seeing her younger brother's embarrassed look, she really didn't know what to say, and his anger had already subsided by half on the way home just now.

"Sorry, brother. I've encountered something, something... hard to explain."

Chiaki said that, and looked back slightly uneasy.

Behind him was only the dark street, and the trees on the street were shaken by the wind and rain.

"Come in first."

Kangtai turned sideways to let his younger brother in, and went to the bathroom to get a dry towel and threw it to him.

The two brothers sat down on the tatami in the living room.

"What's the matter? Do you want some water?" Kota Miyake asked him.

"No, brother. What I'm going to tell you is very strange, but really, please believe me."

After Qianzhang sat down, he still seemed a little uneasy and anxious, and frequently looked up at the wall clock on the wall.

"Go ahead."

Mrs. Kang was puzzled, her younger brother seemed to be a little abnormal, he had never talked so much before.

"I seem to be... stared at by something, a... I can't tell what it is, a supernatural thing."

"Huh? Have you ruined your brain writing novels?"

"Really, brother! Brother, you...you went to my house just now, didn't you?"

"Yes, yes. But after knocking on the door for a while, I left without a response."

"You shouldn't go, that thing is probably in my house, it might be staring at you. Brother, why don't you go to a nearby shrine or temple now? Although I don't know if it will be useful, but it's better than staying here Ah... No, I'm going with you, we have to go together, maybe it will appear on the way."

"What the hell are you talking about? What shrines and temples? I think it's better to send you to the hospital first."

"Brother, really, you have to believe me, really believe me!"

Qianzhang's tone suddenly became almost begging, and his speech was incoherent, which caught Mrs. Kang a little off guard.

After being silent for about ten seconds, the elder brother of the Miyake family sighed: "If going to the shrine can make you calm down, it's not impossible. But anyway, you have to tell me what happened? Otherwise, such a heavy rain, you let How could I foolishly go out with you again?"

Hearing Kangtai's words, Qianzhang finally calmed down a little.

Kang Tai didn't completely deny his illogical words, just needed a reasonable explanation.

Just like... when I was a kid.

When he was young, as long as Qian Zhang could explain things and inner thoughts to his brother clearly, his brother would stand by his side unconditionally.

The same goes for writing light novels.

Qian Zhang initially shared this idea with his brother, and also received support from his brother.

Thinking of this, Miyake Chiaki seemed to feel relieved. He planned to use the shortest words and the shortest time to tell his brother about his experience in the past few days.

"Brother, it's like this—"

...

Things started half a month ago.

Because Tokuma Studio was acquired and reorganized, and the previous script work had been completed, Chiaki Miyake got a one-week vacation.

His two friends, Guangzhao and Jieyou, learned of the situation and invited him to play in Akita.

These two friends are both from Akita Prefecture, and Chiaki Miyake is a college classmate, and they usually have a good relationship.

The reason for inviting Qian Zhang to go to Akita is because it is summer, and there will be a summer festival there.

Kanto Festival.

At that time, young people dressed in traditional festival costumes will perform parades at night. Using hips, shoulders or foreheads, take turns lifting a twelve-meter-high bamboo pole decorated with 46 paper lanterns and paper pieces and secured with bamboo sticks.

The procession will march through the streets of the town to the sound of flutes and drums, cheering enthusiastically as they march, while making sure that the lanterns are kept alive, praying for good weather and good harvests.

Generally speaking, the Kanto Festival in Akita City is held in August.

However, in some rural areas, the holding time may be a little different. For example, in a rural town on the other side of Yanmu Mountain where Hirozhao lives, it will start in July, and there will be gatherings at night.

It is very suitable for Chiaki Miyake to relax in the past, and it is also very good to collect styles and materials as a writer.

Miyake naturally agreed to his friend's invitation.

When he arrived in Akita, he lived in Guangzhao's house.

On the night of the Yanmushan Summer Lantern Festival, the three young people went to Linzhen where the festival was held.

They went there by motorcycle, and two local friends drove one each, with Chiaki Miyake sitting in the back seat of Hirono.

The Lantern Festival is very lively. Those lanterns that shine in the night and converge on the long river parade, just look like rice stalks, and the lanterns emitting bright light on them symbolize the golden ears of rice.

The three young men had a great time.

By the time the ceremony was held and the assembly was over, it was already half past eleven in the evening.

The three of them planned to stay at Guangzhao's house which was closer tonight, so they drove back.

At the beginning, there were quite a lot of cars on the road, because there were many people who also returned home from the celebration. After driving for a certain distance and crossing some intersections, the number of vehicles on the road decreased until finally only their two locomotives were left on the empty country road.

As he was driving like this, Miyake who was sitting in the back seat of Guangzhao suddenly noticed that Jieyou's car, which had been following him all along, had disappeared.

It seems that after passing a traffic light intersection, I slowed down a bit, and then I never kept up.

So the two stopped by the side of the road.

After waiting for about five minutes, Jieyou still did not appear, and no one answered the phone.

There was no other way, Qianzhang and Guangzhao had no choice but to ride back the same way to find someone.

On the way back, they didn't worry too much about anything.

"Maybe Jieyou's car is just malfunctioning and won't start."

After driving about a kilometer, the two found Jieyou's car and parked it on the side of the road.

The keys were not removed.

Guangzhao stepped forward to try it, and sure enough, the car would not ignite.

But it is strange that only the locomotive is left here, but Jieyou is not there.

So the two could only try to call each other's phone again, while shouting around to find him.

There are farmlands on both sides of that section of the road, and there is no light, and the frogs and insects in the field can be heard noisy and chirping.

As soon as the call was made, I heard the ringing of the mobile phone in the nearby field.

The two followed the voice to find the past, and finally saw Jieyou.

He looked terrified, his eyes wide open, his mouth forcefully opened, his face stained with tears, and his body covered in mud. Standing in the paddy field just like that, maintaining a strange posture of stretching his hands forward, motionless like a scarecrow, no matter what Qianzhang and Guangzhao called him, he did not respond.

Jieyou's action was really weird.

It didn't feel like he was stretching his arms naturally, but it was like someone was pulling his hands hard in front of him.

Both Guangzhao and Qianzhang were frightened by the scene in front of them, but in the end they had no choice but to bite the bullet and drag Jieyou up.

Pushing and carrying the locomotive that placed him on Guangzhao, finally, Guangzhao sat at the front, Jieyou, who was devastated, was sandwiched in the middle, and Qianzhang sat at the end. In this illegal way, he reluctantly returned to Guangzhao's home.

As for Jieyou's locomotive, he could only pull out the key and stop at the same spot.

When I got home and cleaned up for a while, it was past one o'clock in the morning.

During this period, Jieyou, who was absent-minded, finally slowly recovered a little sobriety. Under Qianzhang's questioning, he talked about the previous experience intermittently and with a trembling voice.

"My car broke down and couldn't start. So I had to push the car to the side of the road, thinking of calling you to come back."

"Then on the opposite side of the road, under the streetlight, a woman suddenly appeared and waved to me. That woman...was very strange, and she was wearing strange clothes. She stood straight under the glare of the streetlight, looking at her with trepidation."

"I shouted at her, but she didn't respond, she just stood and kept waving to me."

"I was terrified, but after that... I don't remember anything at all about what happened after that."

After listening to Jieyou's narration, both Qianzhang and Guangzhao felt chills down their spines.

Things were too weird tonight.

Because it is a country house, there are several rooms in Guangzhao's house. They had divided the rooms, but tonight they simply laid out mattresses and slept together.

I don't know what time of night it is, Qianzhang, who was in a drowsy sleep, seemed to hear Jieyou who was lying not far away, muttering something vaguely and mechanically.

He barely propped himself up and looked towards Jieyou's direction, and saw that his friend was still lying under the quilt without any movement.

So the sleepy Qianzhang fell asleep again.

What he didn't know was that that night, his friend kept his eyes open and lay stiffly.

Jieyou was indeed whispering.

He said: "...I still want to go back."

When he woke up the next day, Jieyou was no longer in the room, and he was nowhere to be found in Guangzhao's house.

Afterwards, Qianzhang and Guangzhao received a call from Jieyou's mother, who cried and told them an unacceptable news——

Jieyou died.