Third watch

"Are you sure?" Wang Xiaoming hesitated, "I mean, it was just a dream."

Zhong Yi said, "Aren't we all here?"

"Don't hesitate until now, okay?" Lu Xiaolu said, "Master Bai who is left behind will cry."

"I've always been very uncertain." Wang Xiaoming glared at him: "Because Zhong Yi said he was coming, you followed up so quickly. Don't blame me."

"You are the boss." Lu Xiaolu winked.

"Then you should carry the luggage for the boss." Wang Xiaoming said depressingly.

Both he and Lu Xiaolu were carrying backpacks weighing no less than forty catties, and Zhong Yi even brought his ridiculously large mountaineering bag. The three young men stood on the side of the road like this, and immediately formed a contrast with other passers-by.

Wutong Mountain seems to be a beautiful place, and there are quite a few backpackers, but they don't look like tourists, but immigrants.

"There should be no need to climb the mountain." Zhong Yi said: "Mr. Gu said that there is a problem with his [villa]. Most people will not go to the top of the mountain to build a villa when they are full. It should be a villa community at the foot of the mountain."

Wutong Mountain belongs to City Z next to City S. It is a suburb under development. Not to mention taxis, there are not even buses.

"One more thing." Wang Xiaoming said, "We did not accept Mr. Gu's commission."

"So we don't know which one his villa is at all." Lu Xiaolu went on: "Rich people are very scary, and they like to make houses and communities very large. I can already predict that half of the so-called communities Katayama is so big."

"Because the entrustment is not established, we have no way of knowing the specific situation of Mr. Gu. Are we going to ambush in the community and wait to see which house is haunted?"

"It's not like you haven't done this kind of thing before." Zhong Yi said expressionlessly.

Wang Xiaoming: "...you did it too! Thank you! And you led me there."

"So what if we can really find the haunted house?" Lu Xiaolu said, "Mr. Gu will be very happy: ah--Master Wang, I'm so glad that I can come here uninvited, please help me exorcise the ghost immediately, please. "

Wang Xiaoming: "It sounds a bit embarrassing."

"So you figured it out." Lu Xiaolu said, "What are we doing? Free door-to-door service?"

"We don't do anything." Zhong Yi said.

Lu Xiaolu and Wang Xiaoming: "Huh?"

"Our coming to Wutong Mountain has nothing to do with Mr. Gu." Zhong Yi said, "It's just because Wang Xiaoming wanted to come. Now we just have to wait."

"Waiting for what?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"I don't know either." Zhong Yi said.

Wang Xiaoming: "..."

Although the place is a bit remote, as Lu Xiaolu said, the owners of this villa garden seem to be rich and powerful, so the scale is exaggerated.

Although the surrounding supporting facilities are not yet perfect, the villa garden has almost been repaired. The owners seem to be fighting for wealth to make each villa more luxurious and luxurious. The community is full of trees and even has a small park.

"Such a magnificent place is surrounded by a large sugarcane field." Lu Xiaolu sighed, "I seem to be standing at the seam of two worlds."

"The point is that we can't enter this magnificent place." Wang Xiaoming said: "We can only sit in the sugarcane field. I thought there would be at least an Internet cafe here for the night."

"If we don't go today, we can use sugar cane to build a shed." Lu Xiaolu was whimsical.

Zhong Yi: "Great, I brought a tent. But if you have the skills to build a sugar cane shed, then forget it."

Lu Xiaolu laughed dryly: "Master, why didn't you say so earlier..."

"It's a single-person tent." Zhong Yi continued with a wooden face: "Only one person can lie down."

"So take turns sleeping tonight. Keep watch."

"What are you guarding? A sugarcane farmer who gets up to work in the middle of the night?" Wang Xiaoming said.

Zhong Yi glanced at him: "We are here because of you."

Wang Xiaoming thought to himself that I didn't ask you to take my sleep talk seriously!

"What's the difference?" Zhong Yi said, "If Wang Xiaoming hadn't had a erotic dream and lied to us with nonsense, he should have an answer in the middle of the night today."

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Wang Xiaoming hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but rubbed against Zhong Yi: "That?"

Without raising his head, Zhong Yi was chipping a small piece of wood: "Say."

"Why—well," Wang Xiaoming considered his words, "take my dream so seriously? I mean, I'm not even sure if I had such a strange dream."

Zhong Yi heard this and put down what he was doing.

"I can't explain it very clearly." Zhong Yi said: "Master Bai...is not an ordinary cat."

"I can see it." Lu Xiaolu interrupted: "I swear one day I will really see it using its paw to press the remote control to tune the channel."

Zhong Yi said: "Master Bai can tell the difference between a vicious person with malicious intentions and a person who is too hostile, and relatively wants to get close to someone with a gentle breath, or..."

"Or what?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"I can't tell." Zhong Yi paused.

"And Mr. Bai didn't show any abnormality before going to bed the night before. In other words, there were traces on you that night that Mr. Bai cared about."

"To make sure, I also checked your eyes carefully, and there is nothing wrong with you." Zhong Yi said, "Master Bai's performance is rare. I don't know what you dreamed about, but there must be something related to you." Maybe it's an elf, maybe it's an earth fairy... In short, this is a revelation. Following our dreams will only benefit us."

"And you have forgotten your identity." Zhong Yi continued to chop wood: "The five senses of the Celestial Master are very special... If Lu Xiaolu had this dream, then we should be watching the evening news now, not feeding him in the sugarcane field." mosquito."

"...You seem to be explaining, but you still haven't explained anything clearly." Wang Xiaoming said, "What if we squat here all night and nothing happens?"

"Then beat you up and go back."

"It's up to me!" Wang Xiaoming went crazy: "I just said a few words! The one who bought the ticket was Lu Xiaolu, and the one who decided to come is you!"

"Because you are the boss." Zhong Yi suddenly laughed.

Zhong Yi is actually pretty good looking, but he seldom smiles and always has an impatient expression on his face.

Now suddenly laughing, the cold edges and corners seem to have melted a little.

However, this smile didn't last long, and Zhong Yi quickly turned his face back: "The one who takes the money is the boss, and the one who is responsible is of course the boss."

Lu Xiaolu raised his hand in agreement.

Wang Xiaoming said angrily: "This time we made it up by ourselves, and we have no money to take. If the store is going to close down, we will fire you."

What Zhong Yi brought was a one-person tent, and they set it up on a relatively flat place beside the sugarcane field, and then everyone took turns to sleep in it.

But they are all young people, so it is not a big deal to stay up all night - the tent is a bit stuffy, it is better to sit outside and shake a fan.

Zhong Yi emptied Lu Xiaolu's backpack, and then began to put flashlights, matches and other things into it.

Wang Xiaoming was sitting on a newspaper, his butt hurting from belching the dirt on the ground, he kept twisting and turning: "People in the neighborhood next door are watching TV with the air conditioner on, but we are here to feed mosquitoes."

Lu Xiaolu put on the glasses made by Zhong Yi early on, and looked around for a long time.

"The glasses won't break, right?" Lu Xiaolu said, "I can't see anything."

"What can there be in the sugarcane field?" Wang Xiaoming said, "Everything is at Mr. Gu's house."

"The setting is wrong." Lu Xiaolu said in a daze: "Generally speaking, shouldn't the streets be full of ghosts after wearing the cheating device? Usually ordinary places are actually full of things that ordinary people can't see... ..."

"Have you ever heard such a saying?" Wang Xiaoming said: "Chinese people have many taboos."

Lu Xiaolu: "What?"

"Such as talking." Zhong Yi said lightly.

Wang Xiaoming nodded, and approached Lu Xiaolu mysteriously: "I once heard a story about a girl who went back to the countryside with her boyfriend and wanted to take a ferry. Girls have never done this kind of boat before, and they were on the side of the boat with her boyfriend. Chatting and taking pictures. At that time, the water was flooded, and the water level had flooded the pier. The girl looked at the sky and said it would not rain, right? The boy was very nervous and said no, let’s not stand by the boat. The waves are high. Girls say that the waves are big and fun, like swinging on a swing. If they are bigger, they will be shot upside down."

Lu Xiaolu said: "This girl is not shy about speaking."

"That's right." Wang Xiaoming said: "When she said that, the people around her immediately became quiet, and their expressions became ugly."

"Okay." Lu Xiaolu said: "This kind of story is changed without changing the medicine. Most likely, the next moment the waves really get big and the boat is about to capsize, so the people on the boat think it is the disaster caused by the girl, so they want her Throw it down to be the river god's wife—Comrade Wang Xiaoming, you were born in the new society and grew up in the spring breeze, how can you still listen to such old-fashioned feudal stories?"

"It's impossible." Wang Xiaoming said, "It's so old. The quality of the boats is very good now, and they are not afraid of floods. They are fine when they cross the river."

"The boy took her to play in the lotus pond when he got home. Girls like romance, so they have to sit in a wooden basin to pick lotus pods. The sky was clear and there was no strong wind at all that day. The girl couldn't stop pulling the lotus pod stems, so she half-kneeled to pull it, and the basin was fine. It overturned and fell on the water. His boyfriend immediately went down to pull her, but there was no one under the wooden basin. They almost searched the whole lotus pond but couldn't find it. After three days, the girl's body floated up by itself. The original wooden basin is still upside down on top of the corpse."

Lu Xiaolu said: "This must be characterized as the River God looking for his wife in the pond—so what?"

"So be careful what you say." Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "You can say whatever you want. You can't talk about turning over on the boat, you can't talk about exams, and you can't talk about ghosts at night."

"It's not scientific." Lu Xiaolu said, "Ghosts are not summoned beasts."

Zhong Yi: "Hush."

Lu Xiaolu turned his head: "You don't agree with Xiao Ming's statement, do you?

Zhong Yi remained silent.

"Taboo always exists for a reason." Wang Xiaoming said softly, "What do you think it is?"

"What, what?" Lu Xiaolu glanced at him, turned around and looked back: "Could it be possible to get out a sugarcane essence..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiaolu stopped talking.

In the distance behind them, a string of faint blue-yellow light spots moved in a row towards Wutong Mountain behind the community. In the suburbs without street lights, the string of light spots became more and more conspicuous like will-o'-the-wisps on a graveyard.