Urban Oddities: Soul Contract

Chapter 15 Mr. Zhu

As the sun sets, night begins to fall.

Buses full of people pass by, those who get off work leave work, and those who leave school leave school.

There was still one battery left in the phone, after Huo Minghai cleared the records, he stared at the screen in a daze.

Zhu Lang couldn't be contacted, and Zhu Lang never called to urge him.

It seems that the package can only be returned to the company.

"Hey, why didn't the newspaper write about it?" Gan Jiang flipped through the newspaper, looking for reports about the tomb.

"It's not necessarily going to be reported yet."

"why?"

"The impact is not good. It's okay to dig out some emperor's coffin, but this kind of nameless tomb..."

A van marked TV station drove by.

General Chu: "Hey, the TV station went to interview."

Huo Minghai: "..."

"What are you talking about?" Du Jiajun sat opposite with the plate in his hands. Seeing that Huo Minghai's dish was watery and attractive, he stole a slice of loofah and thought it tasted good, so he replaced it with his own spicy chicken. .

Reciprocating courtesy, Huo Minghai took away the largest piece of chicken without politeness, and after a few mouthfuls, his eyes turned red.

Du Jiajun smiled: "Don't get excited, eat slowly."

"Hiss... so spicy."

"Spicy is good, eat more."

Chu Ganjiang happened to turn to the Health □□ live section, pointed to a line of words and said: "If you eat too much chili, the chrysanthemum will be hot and painful after defecating. Is it true? How did you solve it?"

Huo Minghai stared at the sky speechlessly.

Du Jiajun stretched out a finger and shook: "Chili peppers have the effect of dispelling cold and appetizing, but they are often hung outside windows and doors in the folks. Guess why?"

"Sun chili!" Chu Gan will blurt out.

Du Jiajun smiled without saying a word.

Huo Minghai raised his hand: "To ward off evil spirits."

My mother is superstitious, and dares to try any method to ward off evil spirits. Huo Minghai was with his mother when he was a child, and he understood it more or less. Peppers and mugwort leaves are often tied together and hung outside doors and windows. The selection of peppers is very strict and must be red. Green and yellow are not good, red pepper is like fire, strong, and belongs to yang, and mugwort leaves have the effect of calming the nerves and repelling insects. The chilli and mugwort leaves hung up have never been eaten by his mother. When he found out, he scolded him and made a new string to hang up. His mother said that it was a talisman to keep the house safe, and it could repel insects and evil spirits. No, but in the folk there is chili to drive away ghosts, ghosts belong to yin, and when they encounter ghosts, it is easy to cause the yin and yang in the human body to lose control and cause various diseases. At this time, let them eat chili to neutralize the yin and restore the balance of yin and yang.

Du Jiajun happily cleaned up the loofah, cleaned up the steamed lotus root, and pushed the remaining spicy chicken towards Huo Minghai.

Huo Minghai looked at the red plate, struggling violently in his heart.

"As for me, everyone loves flowers to see flowers bloom. As for you, when a car sees a car with a flat tire, ghosts lose their souls. Eat more peppers, lest you bump into each other and become their kind without knowing it."

Huo Minghai stared: "Damn, which eye of yours saw me hit a ghost?!"

Du Jiajun, who loves flowers for everyone, points to a certain sword spirit who reads the newspaper.

"Damn, which eye do you see that I'm a ghost?!" A certain sword spirit had an opinion.

Du Jiajun, who loves flowers and sees them blooming, would not argue with them. He raised his hand, and the waiter came over.

"Check out." Du Jiajun smiled handsomely, and the waiter blushed immediately.

Huo Minghai rolled his eyes: "Go back and put away the clothes first!"

"What clothes?"

"On the balcony, it looks like it's going to rain today."

"What about you?"

"I want to go back to the company to do something." Huo Minghai patted the small package beside him, "This thing can't be delivered, so it has to be returned."

"Will you leave the package and go home?"

"correct."

Du Jiajun nodded: "Please take the clothes away."

Huo Minghai: "...Why?"

"I'm not off work yet." Du Jiajun spread his hands, "I have an urgent mail to receive."

"Nearby?"

Du Jiajun hummed: "Not far, building 299."

Huo Minghai almost spit out a mouthful of tea, grabbed Du Jiajun who was about to leave, and said anxiously: "I'll be with you!"

"Oh?"

Huo Minghai raised the package: "It's from Building 299."

The small door on the baffle was tightly closed, and Huo Minghai pushed it, but the small door remained motionless.

The construction team must be more vigilant, no matter who sees two men sticking to the wall furtively, it will be strange if they don't pay attention, it is already a shame to drive them out at that time!

"A thief?" Du Jiajun hooked his hands to Huo Minghai who was stuck on the small door, "This way."

"There is no door in front." Huo Minghai, who had circled around the fender for several times, straightened his back, and almost slapped his chest and shouted to come with me.

"Who said you have to go through the door?"

……what?

Du Jiajun led him to a wall, looked left and right.

"Over the wall?" Huo Minghai looked at the high wall, feeling a little stressed.

"Shh, this." After confirming that no one was paying attention, Du Jiajun suddenly bent over to fish, and before Huo Minghai recovered, Du Jiajun had already slipped through.

"Come on, follow."

The bottom of the wall was picked up, and a hand stretched out to hook it.

Huo Minghai went over to touch it, and laughed dumbfounded. It turned out that the wall was a big wooden plank made temporarily!A thick canvas poster was covered in front of the board, which cleverly concealed a hole under the board!

Huo Minghai imitated Du Jiajun and stooped to fish, bang, hit the wall.

"The hole is too small, isn't it? They should make it bigger." Du Jiajun wanted to laugh.

People from the construction team passed by, discussing something in a low voice. Huo Minghai covered his forehead and hid behind Du Jiajun in a daze.

"Martial law has begun at the construction site, and leaders will come to inspect it tomorrow morning." Du Jiajun said, winking at General Chu, and the translucent General Chu ran out to explore the way.

"Don't make a sound when you leave, follow me, understand?"

"En." Huo Minghai nodded.

"Does it hurt? Let me have a look?" Pulling his hand away, "Oh... it's just a broken skin."

"Is it bleeding?"

"Out."

Huo Minghai had a bitter face, his forehead was burning with pain, as if he had caught up with chili oil.

Du Jiajun looked at it for a while, then leaned over and licked it lightly.

After scientific verification, the carbonate, phosphate and protein contained in saliva are enough to help digestion, fight bacteria, and also have the effect of stopping bleeding. Medical scientists of all ages call it "Huachi Shenshui"...

The wound stopped bleeding, but Huo Minghai felt that the forehead that had been moistened by Du Jiajun's divine water and lost consciousness was no longer his own.

His face was hot, and he was in a trance all the way. Du Jiajun dragged him to hide in the corner again. After the patrol passed by, Chu Gan waved to them, jumped forward, and jumped into the pothole first. There were stairs beside the pothole. Huo Minghai Stretching his neck, he saw that the inside was bright, with several cave-like holes, and huge pipes leading to the depths. Huo Minghai sniffed the air and smelled a strange fragrance.

"Looks like wine?"

"It's sweet-scented osmanthus wine, it's so fragrant!"

Huo Minghai watched Du Jiajun go down the stairs, chased after him and asked, "Where are you going to pick up the mail?"

"299 buildings."

"But here..."

Du Jiajun pointed to a hole: "Building 299 has to go forward."

Huo Minghai took a deep breath, and walked down step by step, the steps were high and narrow, and from time to time, a few strange silk threads floated to his face, Huo Minghai grabbed them off, soft, like lotus root silk.

"Is building 299 underground?" Huo Minghai couldn't help asking.

"Hush! Don't make a sound." Du Jiajun suddenly pulled Huo Minghai, and quickly dodged behind a big rock.

There was a noise on the steps.

"Team leader! Team leader! Think twice!" Da Mao and Er Mao hugged the team leader.

The team leader of the program group, surnamed Yan and full name Yan Shi, rushed to the scene quickly after receiving the news, but the people in the office refused to let them in, telling them to wait for the leaders and experts to come before they could enter.

"Damn it, those people only come in the morning. Are we going to wait here all night for nothing?!" Yan Shi was struggling with a DV in one hand and a backpack in the other, and he seemed ready to venture out alone.

The host, Xiao Miao, dared not approach the pothole, and his voice came from afar, telling the group leader to go back quickly and wait until there were more people before entering.

"Damn, there are too many people, can you still capture ghosts?"

Since the broadcast of the host's ghost program, it has received rave reviews. Yan Shi made a decisive decision and changed "towards science" to "towards supernatural". They called and said they dug out a tomb by digging the subway, and there was a ghost in the tomb, which scared the excavation team to the hospital. The team didn't even eat the meal, and even passed several traffic lights, but was told that they couldn't enter and had to wait for the leaders and experts.

How can Yan Shi swallow this breath!While the people in the office were eating, he ran over with a DV.

"Leader, let's go in with the expert team. It's too dangerous inside. It's said that it's not a ghost, but a monster!"

"Monster? What monster?!"

"Look, this is the interview record of the head of the construction team, which was just sent."

It was quiet up there, and everyone seemed to be watching their phones.

"Eight legs?" Yan Shi's voice sounded, "Could it be that the octopus is buried in the tomb?"

"The guy was running at the back, and he didn't see what it was. He only knew that it was big and could climb the wall. Its legs on both sides were stretched out, and it was chasing them on both sides of the passage."

"Straighten the legs on both sides... to support both sides of the aisle?" Da Mao stretched out his arms and gestured, cold sweat immediately dripped down, "Wow, how big is this one?"

There was another silence, and everyone was thinking about it. Finally, the host broke the silence and said timidly, "Why don't we go to the office and wait?"

Du Jiajun whispered to Huo Minghai: "Persist for a while, they will leave soon."

Huo Minghai gritted his teeth, adjusted his posture, squatting until his legs were numb, and seemed to be showing signs of cramps.

"That's right, let's go, at most, we'll just sleep in the office tonight!" Da Mao and Er Mao urged.

Although there were lights in the empty potholes, after learning that there were monsters, everyone felt that something huge would suddenly burst out of the depths of those holes.

Yan Shi waved his hand and sat down on the stairs.

"I sit here and watch tonight!"

As he said that, he picked up the DV and started recording, hoping that the monster would rush out so that he could take a picture of him.

The group leader's stubborn temper broke out again, Da Mao and Er Mao couldn't laugh or cry.

At this time, Huo Minghai's calf finally went on strike, he twitched, his body tilted, and a small stone fell off.

"What's that sound?!" Yan Shi regained his spirits immediately, holding up the DV and shooting it down the stairs.

"Are you coming? Are you coming?" Da Mao and Er Mao were surprised and curious, lying on the stairs and looking down.

"Where is it?!" Others took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the historic moment.

The host almost cried in fright. The people in the group gathered around the stairs. Standing by himself seemed too isolated, so he was heartbroken and moved over to watch.

N Tao shot with piercing eyes, and Huo Minghai was tightly held in Du Jiajun's arms, unable to move.

"Hiss..." Another twitch, ouch, it's so uncomfortable!

"there's noise!"

"Like behind that rock?"

"I'll go down and see."

"Group leader! Don't go, group leader!" Da Mao and Er Mao tugged at him one by one.

Chu Gan, who was looking for the way, walked out of the cave and saw Huo Minghai and Du Jiajun huddling together behind the rock. He was shocked at first, then saw Du Jiajun gesturing wildly at him, looked up, and finally found a group of people ambushing on the stairs.

The translucent Chu Gan understood, made a gesture of OK, and ran up the stairs lightly. After a while, there was a yell from above, shouting there is a ghost, there is a ghost, while dragging the leader of Yanshi Juechen and go.

Finally relieved, Huo Minghai rubbed his legs, his face wrinkled.

The silk thread floated over again, Huo Minghai's face was itchy, he grabbed a handful and wiped the silk thread on the rock.

"I'm not a ghost." Chu Gan, who was walking down the stairs, was unhappy.

"Is there really a monster inside?" Huo Minghai massaged carelessly, the more he tossed and throbbed, Du Jiajun couldn't stand it anymore, and squatted over to help him rub his legs.

"There is no one in the cave, and there are no monsters, but there is a tomb."

It's exactly the same as what He Liujin said, but...

"Building 299...where is it?"

Du Jiajun supported him and walked a few steps, Huo Minghai managed to relax, and what Du Jiajun said next made his legs start to feel weak again.

"Above that place is the location of Building 299."

唦 唦 唦...

Some voices came from nowhere, Huo Minghai looked hurriedly, and just bumped into a few floating silk threads.

"What is this?" Chu Gan picked up a piece of silk, a rope, it didn't look like it, it was soft and fluffy, and it would break if you pulled it, it reminded him of the steamed lotus root on the dining table, but where did it come from the subway construction site? lotus root?Shouldn't the place where lotus root grows be in a pond?

But besides the lotus root, General Chu really couldn't figure out what else could make light and fluffy silk threads.

At this time, a creature jumped into Huo Minghai's mind, but Du Jiajun said it first.

"Does it look like...spider silk?"

"Spider silk?" Chu Gan will gently straighten the silk thread, which is more than one meter long. The silk thread is very flexible, and the silk thread will not break automatically unless it is pulled hard.

Is this line too long?spider?How big is that?

"Hey, how many legs does a spider have?" Huo Minghai asked.

"I didn't pay attention." Du Jiajun spread his hands, who would count their feet for nothing?

Chu Gan looked left and right, found a very small spider in the crevice of the rock, stared at it and counted: "Ten."

Fortunately, it wasn't eight, Huo Minghai secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but as he moved forward, his little heart jumped up and down again.

The aroma of the wine wafting from the cave is stronger, more fragrant and purer than that in Seventh Street.

The tomb is inside.

In the cave, a lighting fixture was placed at intervals, and the lines were neatly stacked on the wall. Huge pipes pierced through the wall. The strange thing is that on the pipes and on the rock wall, there is a chain of lights. The silk threads fluttered with the wind, and at first there were only a few here and there, but the further they went, the more they seemed to have entered the coiled silk hole.

The corners of Huo Minghai's mouth twitched, pretending to be relaxed: "Hehe, that place where Zhu Lang lives...isn't that strange?"

"Zhu Lang?" Du Jiajun was at a loss.

Huo Minghai turned the package over and showed him the delivery slip.

Du Jiajun shook his head: "The person who wants to send something is not surnamed Zhu."

"What's your last name?"

"His surname is Chen."

When the end came, Huo Minghai looked at the holed wall with a green face.

"There's nothing inside." Chu Gan said with a relaxed tone.

"You...you went in?"

"Well, when we got down to the second floor, the ground was wet with wine."

There were several hard hats scattered at his feet, and there were small flashlights hanging on the hats. Huo Minghai picked one up and put it on, and turned on the light, with a tragic look on his face.

"Hey, good luck." General Chu Gan pulled out the sword from his body, and got into the hole first.

The stone room is not big, there are a lot of broken clay pots piled up in the corner, and the light sweeps across the wall, Huo Minghai saw stick figures that looked like they were made by children, some sunken textures were filled with dust, Huo Minghai blew With one breath, a cloud of dust was stirred up.

Du Jiajun fanned the air and said helplessly, "Wipe it with a cloth."

Huo Minghai, who was coughing to death, was enlightened, and wiped it with his sleeve indiscriminately, and the picture was clearer, without any color, it was purely an engraved pattern, and the engraving was extremely deep, even after so many years, it was still well preserved.

There are many people in the picture, fighting with knives, guns and spears. The scene is chaotic. Huo Minghai looked at it all the way, and the mural seems to describe several fierce wars. The hostiles include cavalry and barbarians. In each battle, there will be a People who look like generals are leading the army, banners are fluttering, and drums are shaking. The figures are crudely carved without even facial features, but the scenes depicted are extremely vivid.

"It should be the story of the owner of the tomb." Du Jiajun speculated, "It seems to be recording his deeds."

General Chu Gan led them around the screen wall and walked into a sloping passageway. There were messy scratches on the walls on both sides. Huo Minghai touched it and found that the dust was new, obviously it was carved not long ago. of.

"The ones on the wall are probably the traces of that thing crawling?" Huo Minghai broke out in a cold sweat. Look, how deep is the scratch, how strong is that thing, and how sharp are its claws? !

Du Jiajun patted him and pointed at General Chu. With this super bodyguard around, are you still afraid of those messy things?

The ground was wet and the smell of wine was strong. After walking a few steps, Huo Minghai felt a little drunk. There was a fork in a sloping road, and when he was about to hit the wall, his hand was held. Huo Minghai let Du Jiajun drag him in a daze Walking forward, the second floor of the tomb is the stone room where He Liujin found the wine. There are also paintings on the wall. Huo Minghai wiped it with his sleeve. The pictures record the general’s daily life, pavilions, pavilions, singing and dancing. A big hole was knocked out in the wall by the head of the excavation team, and the howling wind blew from outside the hole. Huo Minghai suddenly became sober. There was a downward slope, and both sides of the passage were also covered with messy scratches. The monster must have crawled out from the depths of the tomb.

Wait...from the depths of the tomb? !

"Don't worry, Chu Gan is going to explore the way." Du Jiajun tightened his hand and led him down to the third floor. Huo Minghai blushed and withdrew his hand, pretending to be busy studying the mural, rubbing it with his sleeve while looking at it, The stick figure records the scene of the emperor conferring rewards. The general is standing among the gold, silver and jewels, but he is holding a branch to watch. Looking at the branch in the sunlight, Huo Minghai couldn't understand, what's so special about this branch?But at the end of the picture, the colors became more colorful and the lines became finer. It seemed to record a strange ceremony. There was no general in the picture, but a group of people were added. They knelt down in front of a big bare tree, dressed strangely. The priest raised his hands high and gave an order. Several strong men carried a bound woman towards the big tree. The woman was undressed and her expression of fear was vivid.

It turned out that people were used as sacrifices to enshrine the sacred tree?

Huo Minghai guessed while watching, but when he saw the next picture, his body froze.

A pair of skeletons leaned against a tree pole.

The woman who was sacrificed turned into a bloodless skeleton!

"This...how is this possible?!" Huo Minghai felt his hairs stand on end.

What surprised him was not that a living person turned into a skeleton in a short moment, but...

"This painting... I've seen it before..." Huo Minghai murmured as he touched the mural and greeted Du Jiajun, "Hey, come and take a look, what does this painting mean?"

Seeing the moment behind him, his eyes gradually straightened.

nobody.

Du Jiajun is gone!

Also disappearing, there is also the passage when it came!

What the hell is going on here?

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