fire of nowhere

Throughout the night, Duan Rongfeng sat at the dining table sleepily like a frost-beaten eggplant, watching Jiang Wenyao bring up dishes with all kinds of color, fragrance and taste.Jiang Wenyao's craftsmanship is good, and simple ingredients can also produce extraordinary tastes. Duan Rongfeng tried a sip, and immediately stared his peach eyes into bells. At this moment, he became even more jealous of the earth dog, because the earth dog can put his face Buried in a plate to eat, and he couldn't.

Seeing Duan Rongfeng stuffing vegetables into his mouth like a starved ghost reincarnated, Jiang Wenyao silently served himself a bowl of rice, wondering if he would be counted as murder if he died of hunger.

After eating a pot of rice, Duan Rongfeng belched contentedly, picked up the cold beer, and drank slowly with the leftovers.Jiang Wenyao just finished a bowl of rice and wanted to have some more, but found that there was no rice in the pot, so he had to put down his chopsticks, thinking about cooking a bowl of noodles after the rice bucket in front of him was gone, otherwise he would be hungry in the middle of the night.

"Little brother, my name is Duan Rongfeng, what do you call me?" Mr. Duan pulled the few leftovers into his stomach, burped again, and drank the beer in one gulp. He wanted to ask for another can, only to remember that he hadn't reported himself yet. From the family, I don’t even know the name of this handsome man who cooks delicious food and wears a black bathrobe.

Duan Rongfeng blushed a little. After living for 27 years, it was the first time he was so ashamed.

The earth dog lay face up on the floor, its chubby belly swayed with the swing of its tail, and used silent actions to despise that shameless person tonight.

"Jiang Wenyao." Under Duan Rongfeng's straight gaze, Jiang Wenyao handed over a can of beer expressionlessly, thinking about how much the property manager ate him tonight, and whether he could report to the property management to reimburse part of it.Fortunately, renting a house saved half of the money, otherwise he would have to drink the northwest wind in the month before receiving his salary.

"Good name," Duan Rongfeng admired sincerely when he saw the three words Jiang Wenyao drew on the table, "It matches my name!"

Jiang Wenyao: "..."

Earth Dog: "..."

The earth dog kicked its four short legs and hopped up, moving quietly to the door. It had decided that as long as Jiang Wenyao made a move, it would immediately open the door and help kick people out.

Let you kick me like a weapon just now!

Jiang Wenyao thought for a long time and didn't know how to finish this sentence, so he had to keep silent to the end.

"..." Duan Rongfeng also realized that his conversational skills were not good enough, he coughed twice, pulled the stool towards Jiang Wenyao with a stern face, held up a beer and insisted on toasting Jiang Wenyao, Jiang Wenyao touched him with the corner of his mouth twitching After a while, Duan Rongfeng raised his neck and drank the second can of beer, then picked up the third can by himself without treating himself as an outsider.

Jiang Wenyao: "..." Can he complain to the property owner?

"Brother Jiang," Duan Rongfeng and his brothers patted Jiang Wenyao's shoulders with great strength, and the corners of Jiang Wenyao's mouth twitched even more, "I said you are really brave enough to live in this building alone. house."

Duan Rongfeng's words successfully aroused Jiang Wenyao's curiosity, Jiang Wenyao evaded Duan Rongfeng's wolf claws without any trace, and stuffed an apple into his hand: "How do you say that?"

After killing half an apple in two bites, Duan Rongfeng wiped his mouth indistinctly, and said inarticulately: "Thirteen people died in this 901th unit within half a year, and four died just because you lived in [-]." Duan Rongfeng said. Then he glanced at the sofa, the sofa was empty, and the four ghosts didn't know where to hide.

"How could there be so many deaths?" Jiang Wenyao frowned. Every year, many people died of back pain and inexplicable reasons, but no matter how coincidental, it is impossible for them all to gather in his room.No wonder the wind blowing the door shut can scare the landlord like that. It seems that Uncle Wang has been frightened by the murders that happened in this room one after another.

"Who knows!" Duan Rongfeng put on a face of "I'm just gossiping", and ate the remaining half of the apple, "But, people in the community say that this place is too close to the crematorium and cemetery , provoked unclean things. Those souls who have no owner can't rest in peace, so they come here to find a substitute for the dead, so so many people died in half a year."

"It's been more than two years since the community was built. I've been looking for a substitute for a long time. Why did it start in half a year?" Jiang Wenyao made it clear that he didn't believe it. Duan Rongfeng wanted to explain, but was afraid of saying something that shouldn't be said, so he had no choice but to say something. After chatting with each other repeatedly, Duan Rongfeng stood up and said goodbye after repeatedly hinting that he wanted to stay overnight but was rejected.

"Brother Jiang, I think you're a good match, that's why I'm persuading you like this," Duan Rongfeng warned Jiang Wenyao in a rare serious way, holding on to the anti-theft door, "In the past six months, everyone who lives in room 901 has died, if you can trust me, I will move out quickly " Seeing Jiang Wenyao's distressed face, Duan Rongfeng immediately stated: "Don't worry, I will ask the property management to talk to the landlord and promise to get back all the rent you paid."

"Let's talk." Jiang Wenyao mercilessly closed the anti-theft door, and Mr. Duan felt ashamed.Duan Rongfeng wanted to stay in the community for one night, and suddenly thought that he was kicked out, but there was an insider in the house, and it should be fine to keep Jiang Wenyao safe for a few days, so Duan Rongfeng straightened his wrinkled clothes, whistled and swaggered away.

After clearing the dining table, Jiang Wenyao sat on the single sofa and stared blankly for a while.No one doesn't care that the house where they live has had people die, especially four people died in a row in half a year. Everything in the house has been touched by the dead, which is so unlucky.But if it weren't for this, Uncle Wang wouldn't be able to rent it to him at half the price. Strictly speaking, he was in the favor of a dead man.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenyao picked up the dirt dog around his feet, pointed at the dog's wet nose, and gave it an easy-to-remember but not very pleasant name--A Diu.

Earth Dog: "..." Can I apply for a name change?

Jiang Wenyao didn't hear the native dog's protest, so he carried Adiu into the master bedroom with the best light, and closed the door behind him.After standing in the living room for a while, Jiang Wenyao took out the joss sticks he bought on the road, lit them and placed them at the door of the other two bedrooms. These two bedrooms were only visited during house inspections, and he probably won't go in again in the future. The house is so big, the master bedroom, living room, kitchen and bathroom are enough for him to move around.These two bedrooms do not belong to him.

Leaving the candles to be smoky, Jiang Wenyao returned to the master bedroom, used old clothes to make a simple nest for Adiu and put it in the corner, watching Adiu get in obediently, then turned off the light and went to sleep.

For two days on the weekend, Jiang Wenyao added a few new pieces of furniture to the house, and piled them up on the side of the living room where the sun was not exposed to the sun.He also bought a few packs of dog food and dog toys of various flavors for Adiu, and piled them all up in his bedroom. Adiu's main activity space was also confined to the master bedroom.

"Son, stay at home. Dad is going to work. I'll buy chicken legs for you when I come back tonight." Jiang Wenyao put on his overalls and patted Adiu, who was circling around his legs. Today is the first day of work, so he must be early Go, make a good impression on the leader.

Adiu replied twice, and obediently jumped back into the nest to bask in the sun.Jiang Wenyao smiled softly, closed the bedroom door and left.

……

The parts factory is busier than Jiang Wenyao imagined. During the day, hundreds of people in the factory are busy working in the workshop. The rumble of machines and occasional conversations make people forget that the black smoke from the chimney not far away is burning corpses. produced.

After visiting each workshop and office, Jiang Wenyao found that this parts factory was bigger than he imagined, covering an area of ​​several thousand square meters, with its own staff dormitory and canteen.No one dared to live in the staff dormitory all year round. In the past two years, it was converted into a warehouse and a place for storing sundries by the factory leaders.

"Little Jiang, help me deliver the food." Director Liu of the workshop put two old-fashioned lunch boxes on Jiang Wenyao's table. Jiang Wenyao nodded, picked up the lunch boxes and went straight to the crematorium.

Director Liu's lover is an employee at the toll office of the crematorium. He usually only works half a day. He comes to the factory cafeteria at noon to eat with Director Liu and then goes home to do housework and take care of the children.Sometimes the crematorium is too busy and it will be a few hours late after get off work, so Director Liu asks his assistant to deliver lunch to his wife.Jiang Wenyao believed that his predecessor was scared away, and it was inseparable from running to the crematorium from time to time.

Many people hate this place.

After delivering the meal, he chatted with some crematorium employees he had just met. Jiang Wenyao was about to go back and take a lunch break when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.Jiang Wenyao turned his head to look, and was looking at the peachy eyes that Duan Rongfeng was looking at.

"Oh, what a coincidence, you also came to the crematorium!" Duan Rongfeng greeted with a playful smile, and Jiang Wenyao's face was full of black lines. This kind of conversation took place in the crematorium, so contrary to harmony!

"You... come to the funeral?" Jiang Wenyao looked at Duan Rongfeng suspiciously. Today, Mr. Duan is wearing a white coat and khaki slacks. If you ignore the pair of red and white sneakers, it really looks like you are here for a funeral.

However, the crematorium always closes the cremation furnace at 12 o'clock. Afterwards, if any corpses are brought over, they will be temporarily placed in the mortuary for burning the next day. Now at 30:[-], according to common sense, all the people participating in the funeral should leave.Jiang Wenyao looked left and right, and there were only two cars left in the yard, a black commercial vehicle and a white convertible sports car, neither of which had white flowers hanging on them.

"I'm here... to see, yes, to see, ah ha ha ha!" Duan Rongfeng didn't think of how to explain why his real estate brother appeared in the crematorium for a while, so he had to deal with it with a smirk.With his smile, the passing staff of the crematorium and the paper burners who specialize in burning paper for the family members of the deceased all stared at him——

This person is crazy, right?

Jiang Wenyao: "..." What's so interesting about the crematorium?

Unable to stand the strange eyes around him, Duan Rongfeng wiped his face, and suppressed the smile that was forced out.

"You don't know how to work in a crematorium, do you?" Duan Rongfeng frowned incredulously, living in a house where people died and haunted, and even came to work in a crematorium, how unlucky this person is.

Jiang Wenyao shook his head, tugging at his dark blue overalls, "I'm at the parts factory outside, and I just came to deliver meals to our director's lover."

Duan Rongfeng followed Jiang Wenyao's hand and glanced at the parts factory outside, heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled all over his face again: "That's good, that's good, Brother Jiang works hard, maybe he will become the director someday. "

Jiang Wenyao never thought about being a director. He only cared about whether he could get his salary on time, and it didn't matter what kind of job he did.

"Rong Feng." A tough-looking man in his 30s, nearly two meters tall, wearing a khaki long trench coat, came over and interrupted their conversation. Jiang Wenyao noticed that there were four young men in black Tang suits behind him.Knowing that this man came to find Duan Rongfeng, Jiang Wenyao said goodbye politely, the man nodded expressionlessly, Jiang Wenyao turned and left.

"Brother Jiang," ignoring the man, Duan Rongfeng caught up with him in two or three steps, put one hand on Jiang Wenyao's shoulder, and whispered in his ear to remind him, "Remember, don't enter the crematorium after dark."

Jiang Wenyao was not used to the sudden closeness of the other party, so he ducked away awkwardly and nodded.He doesn't work at the crematorium, and if it's not necessary, he won't come in for a walk no matter how close he is.

Duan Rongfeng stopped, watched Jiang Wenyao leave, turned around and walked to the man in the windbreaker until he was out of sight: "Brother, how are you?"

"It's not easy to solve," Duan Jiekai glanced at the morgue in the corner, turned around and said solemnly to Duan Rongfeng, "Rong Feng, I'm afraid we're going to spend the night here in the next few days, please prepare."

Duan Rongfeng whistled, turned over and jumped into the flamboyant white convertible sports car, the car started, Duan Rongfeng kicked the accelerator and flew out, turned onto the road, and disappeared.

Duan Jiekai's gaze sank, and he turned his head and nodded to the four young people behind him. The four young people nodded in unison, got into the black commercial vehicle, and went to prepare the things they might need at night.

After sending everyone away, Duan Jiekai put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the crematorium slowly. He was very interested in the young man who talked to Duan Rongfeng just now.