Urban Oddities: The Seven-Day Cycle

At night, Yan Shi slept soundly, but Luo Yunsong was on guard. After the early morning, it was the so-called seventh day. He waited and waited until the white belly appeared outside the window, and the catastrophe had not yet happened.

The night was over, Luo Yunsong felt relaxed, and before he had slept for a few minutes, the alarm rang, Yan Shi and the others set off early in the morning, Luo Yunsong had no choice but to climb out of bed with dark circles under his eyes.

Luo Yunsong was washing his face while Yan Shi was having a hot breakfast. Yan Shi brought out the fried eggs and bread, and urged him to finish eating quickly before going out. After Yan Shi ate all the bread, Luo Yunsong did not come out. Feeling something was wrong, he pushed open the door, It was found that Luo Yunsong was covering his neck with a ball of paper, and some red was slowly seeping out from under his hands.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Shi pulled away Luo Yunsong's hand. There was a wound on his neck. The wound was not big, but it was bleeding gushing out. He quickly pressed on the wound and changed a few rounds of paper, finally Only then did the bleeding stop.

"Shave your beard and cut your neck? You're so fucking talented!"

"Accidentally slipped my hand." Luo Yunsong said helplessly. When he was shaving, a drop of water suddenly hit his hand. He was startled, and the blade slipped and cut. Fortunately, he let go in time and did not hurt his throat.

Yan Shi got a hemostatic sticker to stick on him, picked up the blade and rinsed it off, Luo Yunsong said, "Forget it, throw it away."

"Why don't you buy electric ones?"

"I can't find it, I don't know where it went."

Yan Shi put his own on the table: "I borrow you, don't use the blade!"

"Mrs. Yan is so virtuous. If you were a woman, I would definitely not be able to control myself and marry you."

"It's a pity that I'm a big man with a handle! I'm sorry to disappoint you!"

"It's okay, you can marry me."

Yan Shi: "..."

Early in the morning, the van got on the highway and got stuck in the middle of the road. It was already lunch time when we went to the temple. Luo Yunsong had no appetite, so he gave up after eating a bowl of rice, and went to the balcony to smoke one by one.

The gate of the temple was full of gunpowder smoke, and the sound of crackling firecrackers was continuous. Yan Shi watched the scenery side by side with him while smoking a cigarette, and said: "I will worship sincerely in a while, and offer incense. I know the old master inside. I will ask him to give you Take a look."

"Sure enough, Yan Da loves me."

"My ass hurts!" Yan Shi noticed that Luo Yunsong's complexion was not very good, and asked suspiciously, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Maybe you don't have enough sleep." Luo Yunsong snuffed out the cigarette butt, and took out another mouthpiece.

Cigarette butts lay in disorder in the ashtray, all of which were Luo Yunsong's masterpieces.

Luo Yunsong's face turned pale, and the color faded from his lips. Yan Shi touched his forehead and wiped off his cold sweat.

When he got to the gate of the temple, Luo Yunsong covered his mouth and felt a little nauseous. Seeing that he was not in good condition, Yan Shi winked at Da Mao Er Mao, who trotted into the temple and went to greet the master in advance, and Yan Shi handed him Give Luo Yunsong a bottle of mineral water, Luo Yunsong took a few sips, then suddenly strangled his neck and ran out, leaning on the tree to vomit, and when he finished vomiting, Yan Shi helped him sit on a chair.

"Brother Song, eat tangerine peel." Lucy persuaded.

"Brother Song, drink water to moisten your throat," Xiao Miao persuaded.

Big Mao and Er Mao happened to be back, and they gathered around to join the army of chattering.

While stroking Luo Yunsong's back, Yan Shi joked, "Your brother Song is fine, he's just pregnant, brother Song, don't you think so?"

"Well, it's been three months."

Yan Shi asked a lot: "Whose?"

Luo Yunsong: "Your, you forgot?"

Audience: "Wow!"

Yan Shi: "..."

The old master went out today, and another master received them. That master was the apprentice of the old master, and his face was full of flesh. Compared with the kind-faced old master, this apprentice was more like a butcher who ran out of a slaughterhouse. Duo, put a futon in front of the Buddha statue, and shouted angrily: "Sit!"

The big pig surnamed Luo was put on it under strict support. The master turned around and picked up something from the table. Everyone was shocked in shock, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw what was in his hand.

"Hey, thought I was holding a kitchen knife?"

"How dare you dare."

"But everyone who comes here thinks so."

Who told you to look like a butcher, with such an aura, it's really strange not to hold a kitchen knife!

The master unfolded the scriptures, wrapped them around Luo Dazhu, and chanted the scriptures while ringing the bell. Yan Shi waved his hand to everyone, indicating to go outside and wait.

"This master has seen several people and is very experienced." Da Mao reported to Yan Yan.

"Team leader, is Brother Song running into evil?" Er Mao asked.

"I'm afraid so." Yan Shi replied.

"This master looks fierce, but in fact he is not scary at all when he performs the technique." Xiao Miao said.

"It's still very professional." Lucy sighed, "You really can't judge by appearance!"

The sound of chanting stopped, and then there was the sound of crackling and slapping, and the image of a piece of pork being chopped appeared in everyone's minds, and they couldn't help sweating for their Brother Song. Luo Dazhu was brought out.

Luo Yunsong had a circle of Buddhist beads wrapped around his wrist, and his face was still a little pale, but his complexion was obviously much better. The master even gave them each a string of beads. When everyone thanked them and left, the master winked at Yan Shi, and the two left. At the corner, the master said, "Your friend's business is quite difficult."

"Haunted by ghosts?"

"Yeah." The master asked Yan Shi for a cigarette, and said as he smoked, "I've met several of him in this situation. The seal is black, and the face is dead. That thing is very fierce, and the beads can only temporarily suppress it. If you want to solve it, you still have to find the source.”

Just as they were talking, a couple was led into the yard. When the woman saw the man in the cassock, she rushed over yelling. Several young monks desperately held her back and told her to calm down and not be impulsive.

The woman's eyes were red, like a mad cow, and she yelled: "Master, help me! I've run into a ghost! There's a ghost haunting me!"

"Hey, here's another one." The master held the cigarette butt, waved his hand, and the cigarette butt fell into the trash can accurately, and said to Yan Yan, "Your friends are not bad, they are sane. The few I met, aren't they Crazy means lying down and unable to move. Remember, the beads must not be removed, and the source must be found as soon as possible. If you take away something that should not be taken away, send it back. If you have dug a grave, fill it back with soil to worship. If there is a bone, just burn it and set up a memorial tablet, or something will happen."

"What if you played a psychic game?" Yan Shi asked.

"Then play again, send that thing away, and come to me again." The master got up to leave, but suddenly thought of something, and asked Yan Shi, "Is there any psychic game related to water?"

The question Luo Yunsong asked him last night flashed across Yan Shi's mind for a moment, and he immediately realized: "About water... has anyone encountered it?"

"Yes." The master pointed his fingers at his ears, "Several people have heard the sound of water, but their family members can't hear it. I think this is a bit strange. Maybe you can think about it from the direction of the water. Have you done it?" Do something you shouldn't have done."

Sitting in the van, Yan Shi was still thinking hard, and finally threw the question to Luo Yunsong, asking him to recall if he had done anything he shouldn't have done.

After Luo Yunsong regained his energy, he started chatting endlessly again. The atmosphere in the car was lively and lively, and he didn't calm down until Yan Shi asked such a question.

As soon as he was quiet, the atmosphere cooled down.

All eyes were on the culprit.

Yan Shi raised his hands in surrender.

"Ah! I just thought of something!" A light bulb lit up on Luo Yunsong's forehead, "I seemed to have lost half of my soy milk that morning."

"What's the matter with soy milk?!"

"Soymilk is also water!"

"The others?"

"It's gone. I use water to wash my face and brush my teeth. Isn't it normal? I didn't even take a shower!"

Ermao was curious: "What tricks can you do in the shower?"

Da Mao rolled the Er Mao into his arms and whispered, "I'll teach you when you take a bath."

The two blushed and whispered, at this time the van shook violently, the driver slammed the steering wheel, and the car passed by a large truck in a thrilling manner. The bamboo poles on the truck leaked out of the canvas. Leaning, just knocked on the window glass, the driver slammed on the accelerator, the van flew by, leaving the overweight and overturned truck far behind, everything happened so suddenly, the people in the car came back to their senses at this time , Turning their heads to look back one after another, the large truck crossed several lanes, and the bamboo poles were scattered all over the ground, completely blocking the road.

"Wow, it's good to be walking fast!" Xiao Miao patted her chest.

"Uncle Huang, your driving skills are amazing!" Xiaoqiang praised angrily.

Uncle Huang wiped off his sweat and laughed dryly. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise, the car would have been crushed under the truck if he was a few seconds late.

At about 08:30 at night, they finally arrived at their destination. Everyone’s stomachs were growling with hunger. This time they came to a small village. It is said that a child Nezha came into the world overnight. It was very accurate, and some people said that the child had run into an evil person and was talking nonsense. Yan Shi thought the subject matter was good, but it was too late. He arranged for the team members to have dinner, and when he turned around, he saw Luo Yunsong banging on the car window .

Luo Yunsong gestured to Yan Shi, pointing to the window glass: "Look."

There is a shallow pit on the glass. After looking at it carefully for a while, I can’t figure out what’s so special about this pit. The glass is broken, just reinstall it. What’s there to worry about?

"Remember the overturned truck? This hole was made when the bamboo pole fell." Luo Yunsong explained.

Yan Shi snorted, but still didn't understand: "What's wrong with making a hole? The glass is specially made, and this hole is nothing."

"The window was closed at the time, if it was opened..." Luo Yunsong pointed to his head, and did not continue.

Yan Shi touched the sunken pit and understood.

Luo Yunsong was sitting by the window. If the window had been open at that time, it would have been his skull that had been pierced!

Yan Shi comforted: "Don't think too much, you see this journey is safe and sound, the so-called disaster on the seventh day may have passed."

Yan Shi led him to the hotel, Luo Yunsong asked, "Yan Da, are you staying here tonight?"

"Nonsense! Do you still want to go home?"

"Do you live by yourself or what?"

"Double room!"

"With whom?"

Yan Shi was impatient: "Why do you care about this?"

Luo Yunsong said honestly: "I want to change with him."

Yan Shi said unhappily: "I live with a bastard named Luo Yunsong, you can ask him if he would like to change!"

Luo Yunsong immediately replied: "I asked, and he said he was very willing, and corrected you, he is not a bastard, he is tall, rich and handsome!"

Yan Shi turned her head away, not bothering to talk to him.

The dinner was very rich and full of wine and food. The team members went back to their rooms to rest one after another. Da Mao was especially eager. He led Er Mao for a trot all the way, and almost packed him up to fight back.

The strict room was next to Da Mao and the others, and Luo Yunsong leaned against the wall, faintly hearing the sound of rushing water and depressing groans.

Luo Yunsong humbly asked for advice: "What tricks can you do in the shower?"

"Fuck!"

"Oh." Luo Yunsong watched Yan Shi take the clothes into the bathroom eagerly, and asked curiously, "Are you going to masturbate now?"

bang-

Something was knocked over, and Luo Yunsong was about to check it out, when the bathroom door slammed shut in front of him, and it was deliberately locked.

Luo Yunsong glanced at the wall clock, it was almost eleven o'clock, and there was still more than an hour before midnight.

Perhaps, the catastrophe has really passed, right?

Thinking of this made me feel happier.

When Yan Shi came out with a towel hanging, Luo Yunsong was lying on his bed watching cartoons. When he turned his head and saw Yan Shi, Luo Yunsong's eyes were glued to him, and he couldn't move away.

"What are you looking at! Go wash it, and go to bed after washing!" Yan Shi washed his hair, his wet hair was still dripping with water, he picked up a towel and wiped it carelessly, and the big coffee cat printed on his pajamas followed his movements Shaking, as if alive, Luo Yunsong saw Yan Shi wearing pajamas for the first time. During the few days when he lived in his house, Yan Shi didn't bring pajamas. Now he finally opened his eyes. It's so interesting, it's really... so cute!

The hotel facilities in the small mountain village are good, with a bathtub, which is very clean. Luo Yunsong was slapped by the master of the temple today, with a sore back and a sore back, so he filled a jar of hot water and lay down comfortably in it.

"Strict!" Luo Yunsong shouted.

"What are you doing?" Yan Shi thought something had happened, kicked on his slippers and walked to the door.

"Where did you buy your pajamas?"

"Fuck!" Yan Shi sat back on the bed and continued to wipe his hair, "I bought it in the supermarket."

"I'll buy a set later, and make a couple outfit with you?"

"Get out of here, you bastard!" Yan found the hair dryer in the cabinet, plugged it in, and started blowing his hair.

After soaking for a while, Luo Yunsong felt his head itchy, so he stepped out of the bathtub and planned to wash his hair. While rubbing the shampoo, the beads kept falling down. He took off the beads and hung them on the clothes hook. Unexpectedly, the beads just left his hands , the amulet around his neck fell to the ground, it turned out that the rope was broken, hey, he really shouldn't be wearing it in the bath!

Luo Yunsong put the amulet aside and continued to rub the shampoo. The surrounding air was a bit cold. He wanted to wash it quickly, but in a hurry, the foam covered his face. He closed his eyes and scratched, and came across a hand.

"...Strictly?"

Luo Yunsong touched back, but didn't touch anyone.

Strange?

He unscrewed the shower head and flushed it, and the cold water sprayed out from the shower head, which made him shiver. After washing off the foam, Luo Yunsong wiped his face carelessly and opened his eyes.

It was pitch black.

The lights went out at some point.

The light in the hall was still on, and the cold light came in weakly, and he saw a pair of feet under the door panel.

"Yanshi! Help turn on the light!" Luo Yunsong touched the hot water valve, and the sudden boiling water made him jump up. When he turned the water valve to adjust the temperature, the door lock moved, and someone pushed the door open from the outside .

"Yan Shi, look, how did this gate work?" Luo Yunsong didn't turn his head, he was still studying the gate, when he heard a voice.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

It's a hair dryer.

Yan Shi is outside, blowing his hair with a hairdryer!

Who is that standing behind him?

After Yan Shi finished drying his hair, he sat on the bed and watched TV, and yawned as he watched it. It was 5 minutes before twelve, Yan Shi rubbed his eyes, feeling a little sleepy.

"I turned off the TV! If you want to watch it, turn it on!" Yan Shi turned off the TV and lay down on the bed.

Clap clap - clap clap clap -

"What are you doing? Wash it quickly, don't play with water!" Yan Shi couldn't help shouting.

boom--! !

The bathroom door was closed with a huge force.

"Damn, why are you losing your temper?" Yan Shi grabbed the quilt to cover him, and suddenly, he sat up straight.

No, what time is it? Isn't this bastard taking too long to take a shower?

Besides, isn't the door shut securely?What happened to that sound just now?

"Luo Yunsong?" Yan Shi called out, but when there was no response, he called again, "Luo Yunsong?"

Before running to the bathroom, Yan Shi was surprised to find that there was no light in the bathroom!

He pressed the button, and the Yuba in the bathroom lit up, and he knocked on the door: "Hello! Luo Yunsong?"

The sound of the churning water inside became louder, and it was also mixed with the plop of shower gel falling to the floor. Yan Shi sensed something was wrong, turned the handle, and the door was locked from the inside.

"Damn, Luo Yunsong! What are you doing? Open the door!" Yan Shi knocked on the door hard, but the handle still couldn't be opened, and he kicked the door irritably, the ventilation rail under the door panel was broken by his kick , Yan Shi lay down and saw that Luo Yunsong sat upright with his buttocks up, his head was buried in the bathtub, his body twisted around, and he slapped the water with his hands indiscriminately. Luo Yunsong was still struggling when he entered, as if he was being held down by something invisible on his head, Yan Shi pounced on him to lift his body up, and when Luo Yunsong came out of the water, he coughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, and opened his mouth wide. panting.

Yan Shi was afraid that he would plunge in again, so he quickly pulled out the water plug, dragged him out of the bathroom, and threw him on the bed. When Yan Shi saw his empty wrist, he felt a little bit in his heart: "Where's your prayer beads? Fuck, why did you take them off? !" As he said that, he was about to run to the bathroom, Luo Yunsong grabbed him, his face was ashen, unable to speak, he could only shake his head vigorously.

The door knocked, and Da Mao's voice was full of worry: "Team leader? Brother Song?"

He heard a strange knocking sound next door, afraid that something happened, so he kindly came over to take a look.

A few minutes later, four big men sat in the room.

The wet Luo Yunsong didn't even bother to put on his clothes, sat naked on the edge of the bed, smoked, put on the Buddhist beads for him tightly, and sat beside him, also puffing.

Da Mao and Er Mao sat side by side on another bed, looking around for no reason.

Suddenly, Yan Shi asked, "Is the door closed?"

Da Mao jumped up, ran to the door to check, and buckled the anti-theft chain.

"What happened?" Ermao couldn't help asking. After the affair, his voice was a little hoarse, and his neck and exposed collarbone were covered with red hickey marks. Yan Shi and Luo Yunsong didn't have the heart to complain, and Yan Shi pressed his cigarette butts. Pointing at Luo Yunsong: "He has hit a ghost."

"Where are the ghosts?" Da Mao and Er Mao asked in unison.

"It's gone." Luo Yunsong's voice was hoarse than Ermao's, and he said to Yan Yan, "You tell me."

So Yan Shi told the whole story about Luo Yunsong, but tonight, he still didn't know what happened to Luo Yunsong.

"I was washing my hair and found that the light was out and someone walked in. I thought it was you."

"Damn, am I that dirty?! Then, what did that thing do to you?"

"Then, I was pushed into the bathtub by that thing..."

Da Mao asked, "What does that thing look like?"

Luo Yunsong shook his head, the situation was chaotic and the environment was dark, he couldn't see clearly at all.

"That thing seems very fat." Luo Yunsong recalled it for a while, and gestured, "Like a fat woman."

"Okay, Gao Fushuai has been spotted by a rich woman, when will the wedding be held?" Yan Shi pulled off his clothes and put them on Luo Yunsong.

"It's already past twelve o'clock in the morning, Monday, the disaster is over." Da Mao comforted.

"There is a cycle of seven days, and there are six days of blank time." Ermao also persuaded, "You can find a way to crack it."

Easier said than done, but how do you find it?

Luo Yunsong is almost certain that the incident started on Monday. He saw a ghost in Building 1777, which meant that he was already tainted by ghosts at that time, but he couldn't remember exactly when he got into trouble with a fat man. woman.

"Could it be because of that cup of soy milk?" Luo Yunsong said depressedly, "The proprietress is also a fat woman, but she is only as tall as my shoulders, and she is very kind and often gives me eggs. How could it be her Woolen cloth?"

"Whether it is or not, you have to try it." Yan Shi patted him, "Next time you buy all her soy milk and drink it up, I think the matter will be over."