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Following the direction Yu Xiasheng pointed, Yu Qiuliang saw a window that was not covered by a curtain.Inside, with their backs turned to them, was a woman who seemed to be undressing the bed.Yu Qiuliang didn't want to look at the woman, he felt like a voyeur, so he took a quick look and then looked away.

"How do I know if it's a tenant, and it's not my house." Yu Qiuliang said, "You're so curious, why don't you knock on her door and ask her face to face."

He said that on purpose, he knew that Yu Xiasheng would not dare.Sure enough, after hearing his proposal, Yu Xiasheng didn't answer, but looked down at the ashtray, lost in thought.The ash was very calm and calm, accumulating at the bottom of the glass ashtray, the color was like a dark cloud before the heavy rain.

The sky outside suddenly darkened, and a bird flew past the window, leaving a light gray arc.It is small in size, but it is enough to block the sunlight in front of the cool autumn window.Unexpectedly, these birds can maintain vitality in winter, and Yu Qiuliang admires them from the bottom of his heart.He yawned and felt that getting up at 05:30 in the morning was anti-human. Now that he had finished running and was tired, he had to give him some time to catch up on sleep.

He threw the slippers under the bed, and he didn't care whether the toes of the shoes were facing in or out of the bed. At this moment, he just wanted to sleep, and the sooner he fell asleep, the better.A holiday means that you have to slump into mud at home to have the taste of a holiday. If you also have to run around outside during the holiday, what is the difference between a vacation and no vacation?Yu Qiuliang thought in a daze, he didn't know when he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was 11:30 again, and Yu Xiasheng was sitting next to him, leaning against the bed and reading a book.Yu Qiuliang yawned and wanted to lie still for a while, but his conscience did not allow him to lie on the bed until twelve noon.He misses his childhood very much, when he didn't need to worry about so many things, didn't need to worry about wasting time, had nothing else to do during the holidays, and could stay in bed as long as he wanted.

Ever since I entered high school, it's hard to stay in bed on weekends.Yu Qiuliang hummed softly, and restlessly put his hands into Yu Xiasheng's pajamas.The old ghost was fascinated by the book, and was so excited by his touch that he almost dropped the thick book.Yu Qiuliang hurriedly shrank under the quilt, but after waiting for a long time, the book did not fall off, and when he opened his eyes again, it was still in Yu Xiasheng's hand.

"When you wake up, make trouble!" Yu Xiasheng complained angrily, "You might as well be asleep!"

Yu Qiuliang stretched his waist, reluctantly touched the old ghost again, and before Yu Xiasheng got mad, he got up, put on his slippers and ran away.Yu Xiasheng held his breath, arranged his pajamas, and planned to continue reading, but within 5 minutes, Yu Qiuliang suddenly returned to the bedroom and called him to the living room nervously.

"What are you doing again?" Yu Xiasheng looked at Yu Qiuliang vigilantly, fearing that this brat would be restless, relying on others not to dare to beat him, and treat others carelessly.

Yu Qiuliang didn't realize that his image had been greatly compromised in Yu Xiasheng's mind. With a bag of yogurt in his mouth, he couldn't say a word, so he could only use all his strength to get the old ghost out of the bed. Pull it up and push it into the living room.Yu Xiasheng was surprised, and was about to tear the bag of milk out of his mouth and ask him what happened, but the moment they stepped into the living room and faced the floor-to-ceiling windows, the old ghost understood everything.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor are facing a large open space in front of the west gate of the community.The living room of Yu Qiuliang's house has a good view. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can not only see the overall situation of the opposite building, but also the west gate of the community and the large square facing the west gate.At this time, several police cars were surrounding the opposite building, and the ambulance was also coming, and the gaudy roof lights were flashing, emitting a dazzling light.A large number of spectators had already gathered in the square, and some even stood near the ambulance, pointing at the man lying on the stretcher. They talked a lot, as if they were visiting a zoo.

"It seems to have committed suicide." Yu Qiuliang's voice trembled, "Did you say he died?"

"It seems that he is still alive. There is no ghost in the opposite building. Maybe this person can be rescued." Yu Xiasheng closed the book, put it on the cabinet beside him, and asked with a frown, "Who are these people... Are you watching a play?"

"Oh... yes." Yu Qiuliang replied in a low voice, "Last year, a pet dog was killed outside the west gate, and a large group of people were watching here. They may think that no matter what dies, it has nothing to do with them."

After two or three minutes, Yu Qiuliang said again: "When they die..."

He didn't finish his sentence, and stopped halfway through.He couldn't find the right words to express, so he chose to shut up, so as not to make people feel uncomfortable when he said the wrong thing.

It is true that every life is an independent individual.When a person dies, another person who has nothing to do with him does not have to die with him. If it is a stranger, the living does not need to mourn for the dead.However, the reason why human beings are different from other animals is precisely because human beings have created their own culture and have richer feelings and thinking patterns. If we abandon human thoughts and feelings, even the most basic sympathy will be lost, and even the most basic sympathy for life will be lost. Can't do the simplest awe, is that person still a human being?Yu Qiuliang always feels that those who treat other people's life and death as a joke are beasts in human skin. They point at others and make judgments from above. Bloody.

In broad daylight, everyone looks dignified, but who knows how many beasts among them wear masks and dress themselves up as human beings?

Yu Qiuliang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if someone was looking at him.He raised his head reflexively, looking at the window that Yu Xiasheng was staring at in the morning.This family still didn't draw the curtains, and the woman was gone. Yu Qiuliang couldn't see what was in the house. He only knew that the lights in the house were not turned off, and the bulbs were emitting orange light.

Suddenly, Yu Qiuliang glanced down, and he suddenly found that there was a faint red in the grass downstairs.He was startled, grabbed Yu Xiasheng's arm tightly, and was about to tell him to look into the grass, but he was surprised to find that the little bit of red had disappeared, as if what he saw just now was his hallucination.

"What's wrong?" Yu Xiasheng asked, "Did you see something?"

"No..." Yu Qiuliang strode over to the cabinet and took down Yu Xiasheng's book from it, "Aren't you going out this afternoon?"

"No. It's rare to have a vacation, so I don't want to go outside." Yu Xiasheng guessed that Yu Qiuliang had just seen something unclean. He watched the other person's expression, trying to find clues to confirm his guess.Yu Qiuliang didn't know that the old ghost was looking at him, he was in a state of confusion, panicked and scared.He really didn't want to recall that ugly skinless ghost, he needed Yu Xiasheng to feed him a reassurance so that he wouldn't be so afraid.

It's really unlucky, and the ghost lingers.Yu Qiuliang suspected that he was a peerless scumbag in his previous life and owed countless romantic debts, so he has attracted so many female ghosts in this life.If those female ghosts were good-looking, he wouldn't mind dealing with them, but so far, the female ghosts he has come into contact with more often have hotter tempers and more vicious temperaments.

Even Gu Jia, who looks pure and lovely, is so cruel when he scolds that his relatives don't recognize him.Yu Qiuliang didn't know the details of the red leather shoes yet, but he always felt that the red leather shoes must be a ghost, and more cruel than his senior sister.

He not only judges people by their appearance, but also judges ghosts by their appearance.The one in the red leather shoes is so ugly, he must be not a kind person.

The woman with loose long hair quickly passed by the green belt and got into the residential building where a suicide victim had just been added.

Yu Xiasheng's prophecy did not come true. At night, Yu Qiuliang heard several cannons outside, and he knew that the person who had the accident during the day had not been rescued, and there was another wandering soul in the world.Once someone died, Yu Xiasheng's workload would increase correspondingly. He lit a cigarette full of melancholy, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to look at the opposite residential building.Yu Qiuliang thought he wanted to say something, but until the end, he didn't say a word.

It is not only the deceased who accepts his fate, Yu Xiasheng who handles the affairs of the deceased also has to accept his fate.The right to choose life and the right to choose death are in the hands of others. Whether they want to live or die is their freedom, and Yu Xiasheng has no right to interfere.

"Are you going out again?" The old ghost was changing shoes at the door, Yu Qiuliang stared at him unwillingly, waiting for him to take him out together.However, Yu Xiasheng chose to ignore Yu Qiuliang's eyes, and only responded briefly, then took the key and closed the door, leaving Yu Qiuliang to face the door alone, staring at each other with Maoyan.

Yu Qiuliang didn't want to stay at home by himself for two reasons: one was that he was afraid that the evil spirits in red leather shoes would sneak in, and the other was that he had been bored for too long and wanted to go out to get some air.Since Yu Xiasheng didn't take him out, it's the same for him to follow up secretly. In short, he can't stay at home alone.Yu Qiuliang touched his neck and felt a little cold at the back of his neck, as if someone was blowing gently on the back of his neck.He was startled by his own thoughts, suddenly felt a chill, changed his shoes quickly, put the keys in his pocket, opened the door and ran downstairs.

The voice-activated light in the corridor is broken, but Yu Qiuliang doesn't need it for lighting. The street lamp outside can just shine in through the small window in the corridor, although the light it gives is only a little weak.Borrowing the light from the street lamp, Yu Qiuliang ran downstairs. Fortunately, it was not too late at this time, and there were still people walking outside. As long as he saw a living person, he would be able to give him a little courage.

Yu Xiasheng walked quickly. Yu Qiuliang stood at the door of the unit and looked around. Seeing that the old ghost was walking like flying, he was about to leave his sight. He hurriedly jumped down the steps in two steps, and chased after Yu Xiasheng's back. .Yu Xiasheng stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, when suddenly something came up behind him, he was startled, and was about to fight, but suddenly realized that it was the brat at home.

"What are you doing here?" The old ghost straightened his back, thinking to himself whether he should send this little trouble back first.He doesn't have the self-confidence that he can do two things at once, taking care of the children while doing business.

Even if he sends Yu Qiuliang back now, this kid will have to run out to find him soon.Yu Xiasheng figured this out, and gave up on stuffing Yu Qiuliang home.I hope this kid has a little sharp eyesight, and he will not intervene when adults are doing things.

Seeing that he acquiesced in following, Yu Qiuliang was relieved. At this moment, the rumbling cannon rang three more times.The sound of cannons is different from the fireworks that are set off during the New Year. It is a solemn and sad mourning.The custom here is that whenever someone dies, there will be a familiar sound of cannons. Yu Qiuliang has heard this sound loud since he was a child, and has long since found it unusual, but Yu Xiasheng turned his head and listened quietly.

"This sound is a bit like the cannons that were fired during the previous war." The old ghost listened for a long time, then reached out his hand to touch the cigarette in his pocket.He felt empty this time, and now there was nothing in his pocket.Yu Qiuliang found that the old ghost smoked a lot recently, maybe he had some troubles pestering him, so he had to use foreign objects to paralyze himself.

However, Yu Xiasheng's addiction to cigarettes was not that great. Seeing that his pockets were empty, he just sighed regretfully and didn't intend to take a detour to buy cigarettes.It is now the beginning of the month, and his salary has not yet been received. It is best to reduce this unnecessary expense.

Yu Qiuliang had never seen a war, he had only seen cannonballs, Yu Xiasheng's words aroused his interest, but he was too embarrassed to ask, so he could only blink and look in the direction of the mourning hall.There is a special place for funerals in their community. Every time someone dies, the place is very lively, wreaths are arranged, elegiac couplets are hung, and the deceased lies quietly in the center of the hall.

But Yu Qiuliang always felt that not all the people who went to the funeral there were sad.He once witnessed a few spirit guards drinking and punching beside the deceased. Their joy almost made Yu Qiuliang suspect that he was insane.When a villain dies, everyone should be happy, but the deceased at that time was not a villain. After his death, there are still people who feel happy!

Really magical real life.

A fire was lit in front of the mourning hall, and the mournful sound was heard far away along with the sound of the suona, Yu Qiuliang couldn't help frowning.He doesn't like places that are too loud, whether it's a wedding or a funeral, he doesn't like it very much.He doesn't understand why the people at the wedding are so noisy, because he thinks that love and marriage are not worth looking forward to; he doesn't understand why the people at the funeral are so noisy, because he thinks the dead don't need noise and pomp.

After death, the scenery is infinite and magnificent, and the deceased cannot enjoy it.

Yu Qiuliang slipped quietly into the bushes behind the mourning hall, and patted the brother who had just joined the ghost brigade.This brother also seemed to hate noisy environments, when Yu Qiuliang patted him on the shoulder, he found that he was covering his ears tightly, with impatience written all over his face.

"Ah? What are you doing?" Xingui covered his ears and shouted at Yu Qiuliang, "No smoking! No lighter! No borrowing a fire!"

Suddenly there was another cannon fire, and Yu Qiuliang's ears hurt from the shock, so he covered his ears and yelled back, "You're dead! We're here to pick you up!"

"Go away! Your grandma's!" The new ghost was furious, "I won't go! I'm going to kill them!"

It seems that this big brother is very irritable, maybe he has some mental illness.It is not illegal for a mentally ill person to kill a person, and it may not be illegal to kill a ghost.Yu Qiuliang was frightened, took a step back, turned his head and shouted at Yu Xiasheng: "Brother, he won't leave! What should we do!"

Yu Xiasheng bypassed the fallen branches, went through many difficulties and dangers, and finally came to Yu Qiuliang's side.Hearing that the new dead ghost would not leave, Yu Xiasheng raised his eyebrows and showed a dangerous smile.The new dead ghost shuddered, shrank back into the bushes, broke off a branch and waved it as a weapon: "Don't come...don't come, I'm going to call the police!"

Even if you want to call the police now, you can't make a call.Yu Qiuliang thought to himself.I don't know what else this ghost is unwilling to do, and what kind of blood feud is waiting for him to deal with.

Unexpectedly, Yu Xiasheng did not directly resort to violence to bring the newly dead ghost back.Standing in place, he first looked at the ghost opposite him from head to toe, and his gaze finally settled on the other's ankle.

Yu Qiuliang followed his gaze, and under the dim light, he could vaguely see a black mark.Is it a birthmark?No... it doesn't look like a birthmark.Yu Qiuliang let out an "uh", and he found that the imprint seemed to be in the shape of a human hand.Reminiscent of this ghost's abnormal behavior, a speculation formed in Qiu Liang's mind.Perhaps this time the deceased did not commit suicide at all, and there were other secrets behind his death.

"A good girl, why does she look like a tomboy." Yu Xiasheng grabbed the branch and snapped it.Yu Qiuliang jumped up suddenly, and began to suspect that there was something wrong with his ears.The ghost in front of him is a brother no matter how you look at it, but Yu Xiasheng actually said that he is a sister.

The little ghost scratched his hair and said in a vicious voice, "The school ordered it to be cut!"

Yu Qiuliang was speechless for a while.In a radius of hundreds of miles, the only one who asked girls to cut this hairstyle seemed to be his junior high school.Except for those school leaders, no one else has such a unique aesthetic.

Since she is a school girl, she should still be able to communicate well.Yu Qiuliang tried his best to put his mind at ease, and said like coaxing his daughter: "Little sister, if there is something that doesn't go your way, just tell brother?"

His tone was too much like the strange uncle who kidnapped girls, Yu Xiasheng gave him a strange look, waiting to see what kind of flowers he could spit out from his mouth.

This kid is indeed a little sister, but her temper is not like a little sister at all.She gritted her teeth, her eyes seemed to burst into sparks: "Fuck me, our building is haunted!"

Yu Qiuliang: "..."

Yu Qiuliang looked up at Yu Xiasheng at a loss.

He really didn't know how to deal with such a bold little sister.He started to panic.

Yu Xiasheng has seen countless ghosts, and he has seen people with bad tempers. It is not difficult to deal with a rebellious little girl.He touched his chin and asked calmly, "Did you see a ghost before you died?"

"That stupid old woman!" Sister Gui scolded angrily, "I insisted that I wore her red leather shoes and threw me off the stairs! What a madman! I'll fuck her mother!"

She herself died, but she didn't feel sad or regretful, maybe she even had a fight with that female ghost when she saw a ghost.Yu Qiuliang scratched his head and said cautiously, "Then have you seen that... um... red leather shoes?"

He really didn't want to say the three words "red leather shoes". These three words were like a mysterious spell, which bound him firmly and could not escape.Look at the lively appearance of this little sister, the evil spirit probably didn't perform shedding in front of her, otherwise she wouldn't have reacted like this, she should feel disgusted or frightened.

The people in the mourning hall slowly dispersed, the sound of cannons did not sound again, and the surroundings were as silent as a cemetery.Suddenly, suppressed laughter came, and the little ghost was stunned, her mouth pursed, and tears swirled in her eyes, but they didn't fall out.

Yu Qiuliang understood something in an instant. He suddenly understood why the little girl didn't go in, but squatted outside the mourning hall.He thought of the lunatic who jumped off the building a few years ago. Even though his son and daughter-in-law were at home, he ignored him and asked the old man to open the window.The old man said he was crazy, but in fact he wasn't very crazy, at least he wouldn't hurt anyone, he just couldn't recognize people and couldn't do work.

But in any case, in the eyes of his son, he is a burden.

On the night when the old man fell from upstairs, Yu Qiuliang was reading a book in the room, and inadvertently turned his head to look out the window, and happened to see an old face.Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled sound and a burst of screaming. Someone fell from the thirteenth floor and fell to his death.

At that time, Yu Qiuliang opened the window and looked down, and saw that the old man was still holding a small doll in his hand. The doll's arms seemed to have been torn vigorously, exposing the rags inside.When the old man was still sane, Yu Qiuliang once heard him say that this doll was a toy his son played with when he was a child, and he kept it for so many years.

However, the doll has been kept so well by him, without even a patch, how could its arm be torn suddenly?

The son ran down from the thirteenth floor and threw himself on his father. Taking advantage of the darkness and the dim light, he quietly hid the doll.

Yu Qiuliang thought, he was definitely not collecting his father's relics.

A few months later, Yu Qiuliang saw the discarded doll in the trash can.A person's memory, a person's feelings, are buried in the ground along with the worn-out dolls.

"Did you really be thrown downstairs by a ghost?" Yu Qiuliang looked at the girl and became suspicious.

"It wasn't thrown down by the ghost, could it be thrown down by you?" The girl stood up while supporting the tree trunk, and patted the dust off her body.She was wearing a purple sportswear, and the bottom of her trousers was stained with mud.

"Damn it, it hurts me so much." With tears in her eyes, the girl cursed and tried to hide her true emotions. "The building is too high now, it's really annoying."

The reason why the building is getting higher and higher is because there are more and more people.The pressure of life is increasing, and it may not be able to accommodate too many feelings.Family, friendship, love... are all changing.This is an impetuous society. The economy is developing, but some aspects have failed to make progress, and instead ushered in regression.

——Maybe there has never been any progress or regression. Since the emergence of human beings, ugly shadows have been lurking behind them, trying to find the right time to swallow people whole.

There is still a difference between the crimes committed by human beings and the cannibalism of carnivores.Man and beast are not equal, although at some point some man is some kind of beast.Human society is bounded by morality and law. If one goes out of the bounds of morality and law, one should take responsibility and bear the blame.It is a foolish and cruel act to use the law of the jungle to justify yourself.

A heavy burden was thrown off them, and they felt relieved.However, as long as they take a look at themselves in the mirror, they will find that there is a monster with a mouth full of fangs and a hairy face in the mirror, which is like a man-eating beast.

If you eat people today, something else will eat you tomorrow.The law of the jungle preys on the strong, and the strong survive. This is the way of life you advocate.

"Are you going to send her away?" Yu Qiuliang asked as if he had just woken up from a dream when he walked to the square, "Shall I go to the north of the city with you?"

"How do you know the gate is in the north of the city?" Yu Xiasheng was very surprised, "I don't remember telling you."

"Senior sister said." Yu Qiuliang made a nonsense casually, and put a big black pot on Gu Jia's head.He took out his phone and checked the time. It was only eight o'clock, and it was already so dark that he thought it was already late at night.

If you don't send this ghost sister away today, it will have to be delayed until tomorrow, and if it continues, Yu Qiuliang's rest will be gone.He raised his eyelids in desperation, looked at the moon in the sky, and once again had the idea of ​​asking for leave and not going to school on Monday.

The author has something to say:

The doll thing is real.

There are some things that you would never believe happen if you hadn't seen them with your own eyes.