The master of metaphysics is trying to break up again

Lin Xuekuang was thinking about ghosts, and he took Ma Yuan's class. When the bell rang for the end of get out of class at noon, he felt that his soul was not cleansed by the great man, but also had signs of schizophrenia.

Wu Mengyu was going to buy sneakers outside the school. Lin Xuekuang took a break after eating in the dormitory at noon. Wu Mengyu hadn't come back when he woke up. There was a missed call on his mobile phone, and there were two WeChat messages on it.

Wu Mengyu said on WeChat that if Lin Xuekuang went to the library for self-study in the afternoon, he would take the grade [-] simulation volume on the shelf and send it to the coffee shop on the first floor of the library.

Everyone close to him knows that when Lin Xuekuang has no classes or other things to do, he always goes to the library to study, and he is a standard academic bully.But Wu Mengyu can still separate his brain from the new sneakers. Thinking about his poor sixth grade, it is really not easy.

Lin Xuekuang twitched the corner of his lower lip, replied "Okay", tidied up and went out.

When he reached the entrance of the coffee shop, Lin Xuekuang stopped for a while, and glanced around through the glass door.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, there were very few people in the coffee shop, and as Lin Xuekuang expected, Wu Mengyu was not there, but He Simeng was sitting in a corner, eating a small cake.

Lin Xuekuang opened the door and went in. He Simeng looked up and saw him, and immediately said: "Lin Xuekuang, you are looking for Wu Mengyu, right? Here!"

As she spoke, she pushed a cup of coffee in front of Lin Xuekuang: "The coffee I ordered for you just happened to be served, and you came too."

Lin Xuekuang sat down opposite her, turned the coffee cup with his slender fingers, and said with a smile, "What's the situation, where is Meng Yu?"

He Simeng said "Oh", and said: "I was also on the street at noon, and I met Wu Mengyu there to buy shoes, and we chatted for a while, and he said that he was about to pass the sixth grade exam, and he couldn't do well in reading, so I said Let him come to the coffee shop after buying shoes, and I can tell him about it. By the way, have you brought his mock questions? Give it to me."

Lin Xuekuang didn't say anything, took out the simulation paper from his bag and gave it to He Simeng, and said, "Then you wait here for him, I'll go to the second floor to study by myself."

"Hey, wait a minute."

But He Simeng called him again: "Are you busy? I still want to ask you something."

Lin Xuekuang raised his eyebrows and sat back again: "Say it."

He Simeng hesitated for a moment: "Do you have a good relationship with your friend who was a metaphysics consultant last time? There is a relative in my family who has passed away for many years, but recently I have been dreaming about him, and I want to invite someone who understands metaphysics Help me interpret my dream. I wonder if you can give me his contact information, and I can pay according to the market price."

Lin Xuekuang said: "I really don't have a good relationship with him."

He Simeng: "...I remember last time he bought breakfast for all of us, and said he brought it with you when he bought it for you, so that everyone can take care of you."

"That's because this person has some mental problems. His family has a lot of money. If he doesn't make a fortune every day, he feels uncomfortable. It has nothing to do with me."

Lin Xuekuang said sincerely: "As far as metaphysics is concerned, I am quite familiar with it. Your symptoms were mentioned in Zhou Gong's Interpretation of Dreams. You miss someone a lot during the day, but you tend to dream about him at night. Think less and sleep more, eat some melanin in moderation Su, the nightmare is far away from you."

He Simeng: "...you've been really humorous recently. I'm not kidding, I'm really in a hurry."

Lin Xuekuang took a sip of coffee and said, "I know you didn't, you misunderstood me. Although I was indeed joking this morning, I am serious now."

He put down his cup, stared at He Simeng, and said slowly: "Metaphysics is something that you can believe if you believe it, and if you don't believe it, you don't have it. I can also tell you that when a person dies, he will become a ghost. Ghosts don't do evil. If you are complete and you are willing, then you can be reincarnated; ghosts who do evil, especially the taboo of killing living people, will be suppressed, their souls will be scattered, and they will disappear forever in the world. If your relative has passed away for many years, it will be Should be reincarnated."

He Simeng's fingers holding the cake fork were slightly curled up.

Lin Xuekuang just couldn't see it, and continued: "But then again, people and ghosts have different paths. Whether he is reincarnated after death or looses his soul, he is already separated from you. As long as you don't think about it, these things can be done. Act as if it doesn't exist. There's no need to trouble yourself."

The two didn't get along much. He Simeng's original impression of Lin Xuekuang was silent and cold. Many people liked him, but he seemed indifferent to everyone. The hardworking student in the library.The character is boring and not very interesting.

But she suddenly realized that she never seemed to see this person clearly, at least Lin Xuekuang's behavior today was very strange, his words were definitely not something an honest nerd could say.

Yes, he's been off since the morning when he joked about ghost stories between classes.

Could it be that he said that on purpose...to whom?

He Simeng took a deep breath.

On the other side, the driver of the Xie family came to pick up Xie Wenyuan, who had just finished working overtime, and went back to his parents for dinner. He sat in the car and checked WeChat.

Looking at the chat interface, Lin Xuekuang has never sent a single message, swiping through the circle of friends, Lin Xuekuang never sent a message to the circle of friends.

Xie Wenyuan lost interest, and was about to put down his phone when a name suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

He added Wei Lin a few days ago to investigate the case. Since sending Wei Lin away that night, Xie Wenyuan has never contacted her again, and almost forgot about this person.

Wei Lin’s circle of friends reads, “After going to Ma Yuan all morning, my mind was purified again”, and the accompanying picture is the notes she made in Ma Yuan’s class.

Although she and Lin Xuekuang are not in the same class, they are at the same level, and the public classes are the same. I wonder if Lin Xuekuang also went to class this morning?

Xie Wenyuan wanted to see the textbooks they used. After clicking on the big picture, he found that Wei Lin’s photo should be the desk in their dormitory. Her own desk was neat, but the desk next to her was a bit messy. There was a book with a red cover next to the makeup mirror. , the mirror reflects the title of the book, called "Red Shoes".

Xie Wenyuan put down his phone, and felt something was wrong after a while, and opened the photo again to take a look: ""Red Shoes"... Did I read this book when I was a child? Why is it so familiar?"

The driver in front heard it, and said, "Master, are you talking about the story in Andersen's fairy tale? The heroine seems to be called Karen. I remember when you were a child, my wife used this to teach you English."

As soon as he said it, Xie Wenyuan suddenly remembered the story.

After being adopted by a wealthy adoptive mother, Karen, a rural girl, became selfish and squeamish. She even wore her favorite red dancing shoes to the ball when her adoptive mother was sick. As a result, she was cursed by a soldier, and the dancing shoes led her to dance wildly day and night. Can't stop until you die from exhaustion.

Finally, Karen realized her mistake and asked an executioner to cut off her feet, which freed her from the curse.

Punishment...dancing day and night...death from exhaustion!

The ghostly costume in the night appeared in Xie Wenyuan's mind, and an extremely ominous premonition arose.

Xie Wenyuan immediately sent Wei Lin a WeChat message, asking her whose table was next to her.

Wei Lin quickly returned and told him, He Simeng.

"Stop...no, turn a corner."

Xie Wenyuan raised his head and said to the driver: "I'm not going home now, I'm going to University A right now."

Lin Xuekuang and He Simeng sat facing each other, for a while no one spoke again, after a while, He Simeng picked up the fork and ate the cake left in front of him.

Lin Xuekuang also took a sip of coffee slowly, and said: "One year, I was ordered to do a very dangerous thing. Several people have gone there before, and none of them came back alive. I think maybe I That's enough."

"That day happened to be my 19th birthday. I passed by the window on the street. I remembered that I wanted to eat the three-tier birthday cake with Ultraman on it when I was a child, so I bought one. I closed the door and ate it. I didn't finish eating before I left."

He Simeng put down the fork and asked: "Is this also made up?"

Lin Xuekuang smiled: "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not."

He Simeng said word by word: "The reason you told that story this morning is for me to hear it. The ghost you are talking about is Qi Mingfeng."

"Well, he explained everything. Not only was he responsible for the murders of Qi Yanzhi and Cui Kai, he was also responsible for the fire on the beach in S City earlier. Five people died in that fire, which indirectly caused the seaside vacation. The resentful spirits in the villa have been haunting for many years."

Lin Xuekuang nodded, and said indifferently: "Qi Mingfeng's crimes are so serious that even if there are grievances, he can't forgive them, so he was sentenced to lose his soul... But I always feel that he confessed so readily, it seems like he is helping someone to cover up. "

He Simeng's face turned pale, his chest heaved quickly, but his expression was still calm: "How did you find me?"

Lin Xuekuang said: "Didn't you use Wu Mengyu as an excuse to find me first?"

He Simeng: "..."

Lin Xuekuang smiled: "I remember the last time I went to look for Wei Lin under the dormitory of the girls' building, and I happened to meet you going out. At that time, your friend called you and mentioned the school's drone club. You are going to participate that day. Activity."

He Simeng said: "So what?"

Lin Xuekuang smiled and said, "I've already said enough. What's the point of pretending to be confused about this detail? I'm afraid your drone will have to take pictures of the terrain and terrain in all parts of our school before you can carefully choose which one to use." A place to die, right?"

Through contact with Qi Mingfeng, he has discovered that Qi Mingfeng doesn't have that much grievance at all, so he doesn't have too much killing ability. If he wants to avenge his soul, he needs to use external force to arrange it.

When Gao Yuexia gathered those people from the summer camp together, many of them had wronged and laughed at Qi Mingfeng back then, and carrying his resentment on them could also fuel the hostility of the resentful spirits.

That fire was originally a good opportunity to take revenge in one go, but unfortunately Gao Yuexia, Qi Yanzhi, and Cui Kai were missed.

Cui Kai went to University A, and lived well until Yansan. Obviously, the murderer hadn’t found a suitable opportunity for revenge before that. It wasn’t until Qi Yanzhi was about to enter University A after a two-year break from school that the two happened to get together. He Simeng probably came here specifically for them, and finally made her wait for a good opportunity.

After Lin Xuekuang finished speaking, He Simeng sat quietly without speaking for a while, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

Lin Xuekuang didn't intend to give her time to calm down, and brought up another matter: "And I also asked Wei Lin, the relationship between you and Huang Jingshan has always been quite ordinary, it's not bad, but it's not bad either. It's very good, but I remember that you sat next to me when I attended her funeral, crying very sadly."

Probably because he had seen this kind of thing too much, when Lin Xuekuang talked to He Simeng, there was no particularly big emotional fluctuation from the beginning to the end, and his tone was always very calm, but He Simeng suddenly shivered.

She heard Lin Xuekuang say: "You cry because of Huang Jingshan's death, and you are indirectly involved. You cry and you become such a cruel and innocent person. But you still tried to make Wei Lin Push it out and disrupt the investigation."

After a while, He Simeng suddenly laughed sharply: "Well, yes, you are really smart, you guessed right, you have seen everything."

She questioned: "But otherwise? You say I don't like this, what should I do? I think Qi Yanzhi has a girlfriend, and I'm afraid that he will find someone else to take his life, so I won't kill him? I think Wei Lin is my roommate , the family is in trouble, so I am reluctant to plant blame on her and surrender? If those people were so civilized and moral back then, would I still need to avenge brother Mingfeng here today?"

Her voice was a bit loud, and a boy who was typing not far away looked over here, probably thinking it was a couple quarreling, shook his head, picked up the computer and moved to a place farther away.

He Simeng calmed down, and said: "Even if you say this, it's too late. I can't stop because of anything. I can only say sorry to those people, including you." .You have guessed so many things, have you ever wondered why I invited you here for coffee?"

Lin Xuekuang raised his slender eyebrows, and before he could speak, a hand suddenly pinched He Simeng's neck.

That hand was not completely firm, but two fingers were pressing the main artery next to He Simeng's neck through the collar. The hand was very heavy and it hurt very much. He Simeng gasped and was speechless for a while.

She couldn't see who was pinching her, but heard the man's low voice from above her head: "So why did you ask him to come here? Tell me."

The voice was not loud, but the tone was gloomy, with a sense of murderous intent. The instinctive sense of crisis made He Simeng realize this, and he felt it was even more terrifying than seeing a ghost.

Lin Xuekuang looked up at Xie Wenyuan and asked, "Are you...?"

Seeing Lin Xuekuang's calm expression, Xie Wenyuan didn't look like he was defenseless, and his anger subsided a little, and he said, "I saw that there was a copy of "Red Shoes" in her dormitory, and I thought it was suspicious, so I came to have a look, and I ran into you and talked. "

Lin Xuekuang couldn't remember what "Red Dancing Shoes" was for a while, and was about to ask, Xie Wenyuan said quickly: "I didn't go into the girls' dormitory, I saw it from Wei Lin's circle of friends."

Rao He Simeng would be pinched, and she also felt that Xie Wenyuan's explanation was weird. She couldn't move her neck and couldn't see Xie Wenyuan, so she glanced at Lin Xuekuang who was sitting opposite, making Lin Xuekuang Feeling uncomfortable.

Lin Xuekuang: "...I don't care where you go, what is "The Red Shoes"?"

Xie Wenyuan was anxious, and did not answer his words for the first time, and raised his chin towards He Simeng: "Wait a minute, first tell me what she did to you."

He Simeng was about to speak when he saw Lin Xuekuang sneer and said, "Your brain...are you crazy? What can she do to me?"

As he was talking, he poured the remaining coffee in his cup into the small saucer that He Simeng had put the cake in before, with a hiss, white smoke came out of the coffee, and then dispersed again.

"She added some yin and yang grass to my cup." Lin Xuekuang said lightly, "When scalded by boiling water, it smells like hair tips. Sometimes I drink it as tea, but it doesn't refresh me."

He Simeng: "..." Is it human?

Yin-yang grass is a kind of introduction used to lower the head. Xie Wenyuan also heard a few words from He Simeng and Lin Xuekuang just now, and vaguely guessed the clues of some things, and realized that He Simeng should want to pass Lin Xuekuang's He lowered his head, threatening to release Qi Mingfeng's soul.

This idea was naive enough, but He Simeng was quite good at finding targets, and he poked Xie Wenyuan's heart in one go.

Although Xie Wenyuan was relieved, he was still angry. He let go of He Simeng, sat down beside him, and said mockingly: "While wanting to be a messenger of justice to punish crimes, at the same time harm people by any means. Qi Yanzhi and the others are the murderers who drove Qi Mingfeng to death. Aren't you the same for the innocent victims?"

He Simeng felt that Xie Wenyuan's words were particularly contemptuous, one sentence he said was more irritating than Lin Xuekuang's ten sentences.

She lightly sarcastically said: "I just learned a little magic from a pheasant sect. I am not as noble as the two of you, and have great magical powers. It is impossible to do everything perfectly. If I am not so unscrupulous, then who To avenge Qi Mingfeng, who will seek justice for him?"

Xie Wenyuan said: "I don't want to talk about those big things with you, I just ask, does Qi Mingfeng want to take revenge?"

He Simeng was dumbfounded for a moment.

Xie Wenyuan stretched out a finger, and shook it in front of He Simeng: "Reincarnation of cause and effect is obvious, Cui Kai and the others are indeed guilty. Qi Mingfeng took revenge in vain, and they were killed. That is their own debt. How much responsibility he takes is also the price he is willing to pay."

"But it's different if you force him to become a vengeful spirit and let him kill against his will."

Lin Xuekuang was startled, turned his head to look at Xie Wenyuan, and lowered his eyes again, but Xie Wenyuan didn't notice.

When things got to this point, none of these people ended up well.

Leaving aside the dead, Cui Kai and Gao Yuexia are still alive. Cui Kai is still in a vegetative state. I don’t know when she will wake up. one.

It wasn't because Xie Wenyuan protected her thoughtfully, but because the dyed white coat was wrapped around Gao Yuexia at that time, but Qi Mingfeng didn't do anything.

He's not big-hearted, or sympathetic, he's just unwilling to kill.

He didn't want to be a "bad guy" whom he hated all the time, but He Simeng never understood what Qi Mingfeng wanted from the beginning to the end.

Xie Wenyuan sighed: "At the beginning Qi Mingfeng jumped off the building, because he didn't steal the paper, others wronged him, and he knew in his heart that he was not a thief. Now that he is dead, he doesn't want to be a murderer. You have to force him to take revenge, and you also give yourself to him. Got it, why bother?"

He Simeng was startled and said after a while: "But Qi Mingfeng didn't do anything back then, so it's fair for him to bear the consequences?"

"It's not fair." Xie Wenyuan said, "Sometimes I also wonder why this world is such a fucking ghost, and why I am so miserable. But everyone is also taking advantage when accepting unfairness. Some people are born with disabilities. , Kneeling under the overpass to beg for food, you have healthy limbs, and you go to school here to eat cakes, is it fair?"

He Simeng was speechless for the second time, and realized that Xie Wenyuan and Lin Xuekuang were not in the same style at all, and sneered after a while: "Brother consultant, you are really the embodiment of justice."

Xie Wenyuan is one year older than Lin Xuekuang. It turned out that when Lin Xuekuang was in a good mood, he would jokingly call him brother when he was in school. Xie Wenyuan liked it very much, and secretly dreamed that the two of them would officially be together in the future. Xue Kuang talked to himself like this every day—"Brother Yuan, go wash the dishes", "Brother Yuan washed my clothes", "Brother Yuan came to cover my bed and squeeze my legs".

Don't be too happy.

So he immediately said: "What's the matter, who is your brother?"

He Simeng: "..."

Lin Xuekuang looked at the sky and sighed, shook his head, stood up and left.

Seeing him leave, Xie Wenyuan stopped using his eloquence, knocked on the table, and hurriedly said: "Stop arguing, girl. I heard that you just finished Ma Yuan this morning, and I'm not here to take over your philosophy class. Come here , you kill your people, I will go to my class, get up and follow me."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Xie (intoxicated): "I want to hear my wife call me brother, in some special warm moments."

Xuexue (looking at the sky, shaking her head): This symptom should be hopeless, so I left.