The soul of the ex-husband

Zhang Zhihui's heart was pounding, Fangzheng's jaw trembled, he squeezed the doll tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Master...stop..."

The female voice came from afar again: "Listen... from another workshop...go over and have a look..."

"...if that stray dog ​​doesn't bark! Mommy's going to buy you a carriage! If the carriage falls down! You'll be the sweetest little baby in town!"

While the doll was emitting ear-piercing electronic music, suddenly, the whole body vibrated at a high frequency, as if it was about to escape from Zhang Zhihui's grasp.

Zhang Zhihui felt something, and with a flash of inspiration, he quickly took out the doll, and said with a suppressed voice in disbelief: "Li Li, is that you?!"

In the pitch-black power distribution room, the doll's curly white-gold ponytail trembled in the air, its ashen face swayed into a phantom, like epilepsy, and the flickering frequency of the red light from the cloth body was even more urgent, as if it was a response to Zhang Zhihui's response.

Zhang Zhihui became more convinced of his guess, quickly grabbed the doll by the neck, and said excitedly: "Li Li! Stop singing! Are you trying to kill me?"

"Hush! Hush! Little baby! Don't talk! Mom goes to buy you a more bird -ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !"

Instead of stopping at Zhang Zhihui's words, the doll turned up the volume, and the tune-changed lullaby became more and more exaggerated, and it was heard in the silent corridor, making people's scalps explode.

Just as Zhang Zhihui thought, Li Li's wronged soul is here at this very moment.

At that time in the apartment, "Li Li" was severely injured by Zhou Heng's god killing, and was almost torn apart by a stronger and more mysterious force. Zhang Zhihui who took the corpse, so her wronged soul attached to the doll, and Zhang Zhihui took it out of the 42 buildings.

Now, "Li Li" is attached to the doll, making noise endlessly, the purpose is to attract people who follow Zhang Zhihui.

She hated Zhang Zhihui, but she was more afraid of this man. She lived under the shadow of violence during her lifetime, and she was cowardly and cowardly, not daring to resist. Only after her death did she dare to take revenge on him in this way.

The doll's dark eyes reflected the red light, and it became extremely blatant at the moment, and the music kept playing, as if it would not kill Zhang Zhihui, and would not let it go.

Zhang Zhihui also saw the determination of "Li Li". He lifted the doll and put it in front of his eyes, and suddenly softened his expression, with tears in his eyes, looking emotional and pitiful:

"Li Li, please, stop singing, think about our daughter Jiayi..."

"If the wagon falls over! You'll be the sweetest little treasure in town—!"

Suddenly, the doll's singing stopped.

The power distribution room once again fell into deathly silence.

Only Zhang Zhihui's deep and shallow breathing was heard.

The doll no longer made a sound or trembled, but the red light inside her body was still flickering, and her dark and stiff eyes stared at Zhang Zhihui, revealing a faint threat, as if the harsh music would be played again in the next second.

Zhang Zhihui stroked the doll's hair lovingly, and said with a sob: "If you get me caught by the police and I go to jail in the future, who will raise Jiayi? Our daughter is only nine years old, and she may be sent to prison. Welfare home, think about it carefully, is it better to be by my side or in the orphanage... If I get caught, our family will really be over... I'm sorry, I know you hate me, I beat you before, yes I'm wrong, but please give me another chance to start over..."

At this time, the doll trembled manically twice, as if it was extremely disgusted with certain words.

In the past, every time Zhang Zhihui ended his domestic violence, he would tearfully beg her for forgiveness, begging her to "give me another chance to start over", but the facts have proved that no matter how many times he is given, this man's nature is hard to change. Correcting the bad habit, instead, there was no bottom line each time, and each attack was more brutal than each time. Even in the last time, he lost control of his emotions and pushed her downstairs-killing her.

Zhang Zhihui also noticed that "Li Li" was in a bad mood, and hurriedly hugged the doll into his arms, eagerly and sincerely promised: "You believe me! This time I will really change! I used to treat you badly, but after you died, I repent every day, trying to make up for my mistakes..."

But the actual situation is that after her death, Zhang Zhihui cut her in half, dismembered her body, and hid her in the ceiling. After that, he took pleasure in abusing her corpse. Her eyes... She suffered domestic violence during her lifetime.After her death, this man did not let go of her corpse, and often beat and kicked her corpse in that vacant apartment to vent his tyrannical desire.

But even though she has turned into a wronged soul, because she still has jealousy and fear for Zhang Zhihui, she can't hurt him in the state of a wronged soul.

The more "Li Li" thought about it, the more unwilling she became.

The red light of the electronic chip in the doll's body suddenly brightened, and the temperature in the power distribution room also dropped several degrees instantly. Seeing that the doll was about to make music——

"Li Li, I want to have a home..." Zhang Zhihui sniffed, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and said sincerely in a lonely voice, "Since you can become a doll, then you will stay with me and Jiayi from now on Let's leave Cangshi as a family, go to a farther place, no one knows us, and then our family will start again, okay?"

The red light of the electronic chip flickered twice, and the light became weaker.

In the dark power distribution room, Zhang Zhihui pressed the doll tightly in his arms, and raised his eyes. The eyes flickered faintly. I don't know if they were tears of emotion or calculations.

His Fangzheng jaw trembled, and his voice trembled along with it. He said softly, "Li Li, don't make a sound, and then we'll go pick up our daughter Jiayi together. Be good, I will treat you well in the future, and take good care of my family..."

At this time, footsteps came from the end of the corridor not far away.

A young woman's voice echoed against the empty walls: "Huh? I heard a lullaby just now...Uncle, why don't we search separately?"

Footsteps came towards the power distribution room.

Zhang Zhihui became anxious, quickly squeezed the doll tightly, and urged in a soft voice: "Li Li!"

The red light of the electronic chip in the doll's body was beating erratically, as if it was struggling for the last time.

But at the moment when the footsteps outside approached, the red light suddenly went out, and the power distribution room fell into darkness.

This woman, whether alive or dead, never spoke out for herself.

All the tragedies of fate are actually personal choices, the result of one's own efforts. Even if others are willing to rescue them, those who cannot wake up will eventually be trapped in nightmares.

"Master—there is no—"

The sound of footsteps passed by the power distribution room again, walking away.

Zhang Zhihui raised his face, leaned against the messy wires, and let out a long sigh of relief.

After waiting for half an hour, there has been no movement on this floor for a long time.

Zhang Zhihui turned his stiff neck, supported the wall beside him, and propped himself up in a small space.

But before he could stand up completely, the door of the power distribution room was suddenly pulled open from the outside.

Zhang Zhihui's heart stopped suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head to face the outside.

There was a man standing by the door, wearing a white suit, with long legs and a tall man, so the door frame of the power distribution room only reached the man's chin, and his face could not be seen clearly.

In the slanting light coming in from the window, the green emerald on the index finger of the man's left hand glides through the dark luster.

Zhang Zhihui was about to ask who was outside.

The man held on to the upper frame of the door with one hand, lowered his head and poked into the power distribution room, and covered Zhang Zhihui's face with his other big hand gently but irresistibly.

"Got you."

A soft and soft male voice sounded in the corridor.

***

Shao Zhouyu searched around but couldn't find anyone, so he called for reinforcements and blocked all the entrances and exits of the factory building.

Outside the factory building, Xiao Qi stepped onto a small electric donkey.

He's already tracked down the suspect here, and the rest is up to the police.

Tata sat in the back seat, lowered his head to check the information, and said, "Master, Simon asked, can we go back to Master Zhou's house for dinner?"

Xiao Qi handed the only helmet on the car behind him, and said: "Go back, why don't you go back?"

Tata nodded, took the helmet and clamped it on the inside of his elbow, typed on his mobile phone, and said, "Okay, let's go back and eat."

Xiao Qi turned the car key and said: "Peter Pan called for dinner two hours ago, so they don't have to wait, it will take some time before we go back."

Tata put away the phone, put on the helmet, and said, "Peter Pan saw the corpse, let alone eat, now he vomits after drinking water."

"So serious?" Xiao Qi turned his face slightly, frowned, and said, "I should have let him eat before we found the corpse."

Tata: "..."

Your conscience has finally been discovered.

Just as Xiao Qi was about to twist the accelerator, one hand suddenly supported the front of the car, blocking the way.

Xiao Qi raised his head.

Shao Zhouyu looked at him with a slightly critical look.

Under the black forehead hair, those star-like eyes blinked lightly, Xiao Qi said: "Why?"

Shao Zhouyu was cold and heartless: "If you don't wear a helmet, you will be fined [-]." He tilted his head to look at Tata behind him, and said, "You will be fined [-] for people in electric vehicles. A total of [-]."

Xiao Qi stomped on the ground, backed up on the little e-donkey, and with a slightly mocking smile, said: "Provide important clues and assist the police in arresting suspects, shouldn't the criminal police team give awards and bonuses to such enthusiastic citizens?" I don’t want the certificate, the bonus means I’ll give you [-] yuan, you just transfer it to the traffic police brigade for me, and the remaining [-] yuan will be your service fee, okay?”

"..." Shao Zhouyu had no advantage at all.He let go of his hand, let go of the front of the car, and changed the subject, and said, "During the investigation at Zhou Heng's house last time, why did Peter Pan say that the black umbrella needs to be repaired? What do you know?"

On the way back from school today, Tata happened to mention the black umbrella to Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi thought about it, he happened to have something he wanted to know about that umbrella, so he looked serious and said: "I can tell what I know, but you also have to tell me what you have investigated."

Shao Zhouyu thought for a moment, this time, he did not target Xiao Qi again with a cooperative attitude, and said: "Yes."

Xiao Qi got off the small eDonkey, asked Tata to wait there, and followed Shao Zhouyu into the small woods not far away.

In the moonlight, there are shadows in the woods.

Two men of about the same height walked aimlessly, with one foot deep and the other shallow. During this period, there was a low voice of conversation.

"You mean evil things are causing trouble?" Shao Zhouyu asked after listening to Xiao Qi's narration.

Xiao Qi said: "At first, I thought there was an evil spirit attached to the umbrella, but what I was fighting against was not that kind of evil force, but later I figured out that the umbrella itself became a spirit, not controlled by the evil spirit. But it will affect people's mind, so there is no need to exorcise ghosts, just remove the umbrella."

Shao Zhouyu walked with his head down, and after a long silence, he said, "What you said is contrary to my worldview, so I don't believe it."

The wind rustled the trees.

Xiao Qi looked up, looked at the hazy moon in the sky through the branches, and said lightly: "You don't need to believe it, it's good to exist in the world that you think is reasonable...Okay, I'll tell you everything I know, now it's your turn gone."

Xiao Qi stopped, turned around and faced Shao Zhouyu, his voice was very low, but there was a trace of unspeakable hatred: "I want to know, who made that umbrella?"

Shao Zhouyu also stopped, without hesitating for too long, looked at Xiao Qi, and said honestly: "I don't know."

"..." Xiao Qi clenched his hand and said, "Shao Zhouyu, are you kidding me?"

Shao Zhouyu looked away and said, "But I can tell you that this afternoon, we found the takeaway rider and found the blood of the deceased on his electric car."

Xiao Qi asked: "Is he the murderer?"

Shao Zhouyu said: "It's not clear...but he said that the woman stabbed himself to death with an umbrella in front of him, and then he fainted from fright, and when he woke up, the woman was dead and the umbrella was gone. He ran away out of fear."

Xiao Qi remained silent for a while, then said: "So you suspect there is an unnatural phenomenon."

Shao Zhouyu shook his head, and said, "I only believe in the world I see." Then, he changed the subject and said, "But in order to get the truth, I need to investigate all possibilities, no matter what seems reasonable to me, or unreasonable……"

The two walked for a while in silence.

Shao Zhouyu suddenly said: "You said you can psychic and catch ghosts, and Tata always calls you uncle... What is your relationship with Li Rufeng?"

Hearing that name, Xiao Qi suddenly suffocated, and his heart was also aching.

Xiao Qi wiped his face a little emotionally, as if he didn't hear it, but his voice revealed anxiety: "Do me another favor, give me the umbrella, give me some time, I can track down who made that umbrella umbrella."

Shao Zhouyu said: "Is Li Rufeng your master?"

Xiao Qi frowned, his attitude was a little tough, and he asked: "Can you help me with this?"

Shao Zhouyu observed Xiao Qi's expression for a long time, seemed to see through something, opened his mouth in disbelief, and said, "Since he is your master, why do you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Qi suddenly grabbed Shao Zhouyu's collar and pushed him against a tree trunk beside him.

Shao Zhouyu raised his head: "You fucking..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Qi's black hair was disheveled, and the ruthlessness revealed in those star eyes was shocking, and because of the red eye sockets, he looked like a mad rabbit.

Shocked by Xiao Qi's sudden aura, Shao Zhouyu stared at him blankly.

Xiao Qi put his elbows on Shao Zhouyu's collarbone, pushed forward, his breath was unsteady, and he said viciously: "Give me the umbrella, I want to know who made that umbrella."

Shao Zhouyu swallowed subconsciously, held his breath and suddenly let go, compromised: "I can't give it to you, the umbrella is gone."

"What?" Xiao Qi frowned.

Shao Zhouyu took out his mobile phone, pulled out a photo, and said, "Also this afternoon, the umbrella in the evidence cabinet disappeared. No one knows how it disappeared, but there is something extra in the cabinet..."

Shao Zhouyu turned the phone over and faced Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi glanced impatiently, unexpectedly, his expression turned blank in the next second, and the hand that was holding Shao Zhouyu loosened completely.

In the photo, it is a beautifully made card, on which a black long-handled umbrella is painted with charcoal pencil, and there are two ethereal characters written next to it-【Umbrella Chen】.

Shao Zhouyu flicked the screen.

The next photo was taken on the back of the card, with two lines of Dai Wangshu’s poem printed——

【She wanders in this lonely rainy alley

Holding a paper umbrella

like me】.

Shao Zhouyu swiped the screen again.

The last one is the details of the card. In the lower right corner, there is a line of engraved transparent inscriptions——

【Craftsman】.

Xiao Qi looked at those three words, his face was pale, and he was spinning for a while.

Across the river from Building 42, in front of the dilapidated ancestral hall, stood a little girl alone.

The little girl had one eye and long hair, and her cheeks were flushed by the cold night wind at the moment, but her thin body stood upright in the wind, revealing a kind of tenacity that would not be buckled, and she was looking at the other side of the river motionless.

Different from the darkness and loneliness here, the other side was full of voices, and the red and blue lights on the roof of the police car flashed alternately. Everyone gathered outside the cordon, pointing at the body bag that had just been moved out.

The little girl looked at it stubbornly, silently.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps trampling on the grass was heard, and a slender figure of a man stood beside the little girl.

The little girl turned her neck and looked up.

The man is tall, wearing a white suit and a white gentleman's hat, because she is too tall, she can't see his face clearly.

In the next second, the man stuffed a doll into the little girl's arms, and said in a soft voice: "Mom is back to pick you up, but Dad won't show up again, come with me."

The doll's round face was deathly gray, full of smiles, and there were streaks of blood on her cheeks, hair tips, and clothes.

The big bony hand that handed over the doll was also stained with blood, and it looked gorgeous and treacherous against the pale complexion.

Downstairs of the 42 buildings full of crowds, no one noticed that on the other side of the silent river, there stood two black shadows, one tall and one short.

The man is holding the girl's hand in his right hand, and in his left hand is holding a long-handled black umbrella that has fallen apart, with a white bone protruding from the cloth of the umbrella.

The bones are slender, gently resting on the green jade ring on the index finger.

***

In the middle of the night, Xiao Qi hung his head down, with a school uniform jacket on his shoulders, and walked to the 42nd floor with slow steps.

When I looked up, I saw a man in a wheelchair waiting by the glass door downstairs of the unit building.

Xiao Qi stopped on the spot with a dazed expression, unable to recover for a long time.

The man was wearing indigo pajamas and a coat over it. When he raised his long eyes, the overhead light cast shadows under his eyes.The corners of her brightly colored lips fluttered lightly: "You're back?"

Xiao Qi came to his senses, frowned, and pulled off the coat hanging on his shoulders: "No, you..."

He walked up to the wheelchair, looked down at Zhou Heng with displeasure, and said, "What are you doing downstairs if you have nothing to do? Why don't you go up? The wind can't be bad, right?"

Zhou Heng smiled and said, "Anyway, I can't sleep, why not come downstairs and wait for you to come home."

Hearing the word "go home", Xiao Qi's heart skipped a beat.

He kicked the steps under his feet, then threw his coat on Zhou Heng's lap unceremoniously, and said, "Go, let's go back."

"Wait." Zhou Heng grabbed Xiao Qi's wrist.

Under Xiao Qi's puzzled gaze, Zhou Heng said: "I heard from Tata that you are in a bad mood and have been wandering outside by yourself until now, if something happens... can you tell me?"

Xiao Qi pursed his lips lightly, apparently not wanting to speak.

Zhou Heng let go of his hand, looked forward, took a deep breath in the evening wind, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Stay with me for a while."

Xiao Qi just didn't want to go upstairs, and wanted to blow some air to relieve the depression in his heart, so he turned around silently, picked a place on the steps and sat down.

The two of them had their own concerns and looked ahead, but neither made a sound.

But after a while, Xiao Qi turned his face to the other side, rubbed the red corners of his eyes with his palms, and lightly twitched the tip of his nose pink.

No one knew what he thought of and what happened.

But at this moment, a slender and clean big hand touched the top of Xiao Qi's hair and rubbed it lightly.

The man's voice came with the evening wind, carrying a reassuring force: "Although I don't understand why you have such a sad expression, it's okay, it's okay to cry, I'll pretend I don't know anything..."

Xiao Qi covered his eyes with one hand, his body collapsed tightly, as if secretly competing with himself.

But not long after, he suddenly turned around and buried his face in Zhou Heng's lap.

Zhou Heng rubbed the young man's black hair soothingly.

Xiao Qi's shoulders trembled slightly, sobbing loudly, a crystal liquid slid down his cheeks and gathered at the tip of his chin, he opened his mouth unbearably—

This is the prelude to the story, and the theme is "cannibalization".

"Sorry, I don't want to kill him."

Zhou Heng paused for a moment, and remained silent for two seconds, his phoenix eyes drooping, his gaze was bottomless.