Strange Sequence: Longevity from Guoshu

Chapter 71: Sleepless Night
Just after the thunderstorm, a man in a suit came home from get off work. He was carrying a briefcase and an umbrella in his hand. His trouser legs were all wet by the rain. He looked very embarrassed. There were few pedestrians on the street. He turned into an alley.

All the other streetlights in the alley were broken, only the one in front was still on, but it seemed to be damaged by the thunderstorm, and it flickered in the darkness to spread out a piece of light. The man lowered his head, carefully avoiding the waterlogged ground, and walked very slowly.

Suddenly, the man froze in place, rubbing his dry eyes, "Are you dazzled?" He seemed to have seen a figure on the ground just now, and the light flickered before disappearing.

"I must have been working overtime for too long, I misread it."

The man laughed at himself and walked under the street lamp. At this moment, a black shadow reappeared, as if hanging from the street lamp and dangling. It appeared in less than a second. Swipe!The street lights went out again.

This time, the man saw clearly, it was absolutely impossible for him to be fooled by it, and the cold sweat broke out immediately. He raised his head nervously, and looked at the street lamp beside him, but in the darkness, he couldn't see clearly at all.

The man immediately felt that the usual alleys he used to walk in had suddenly become gloomy. He was no longer afraid of those imaginary gods and ghosts in his middle age, but at this moment his heart was still beating faster and tense.

The man bit his bullet and didn't want to investigate further, "Forget it, go home and sleep!"

He continued to walk forward, and after a while, the street lights turned on again. He looked up, but there was nothing on the street lights. The man stepped up nervously, no longer worried about whether there would be stagnant water.

He walked under the street light in two or three steps, and when he was about to walk forward, he felt a shadow flashing in front of him, and the street light went out again. This time, the shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and he involuntarily raised his head to look at the street light of the headlight again.

The pupils suddenly enlarged, and in the darkness, above his head, there was a dead body hanging from a street lamp swinging from side to side. The embroidery thread on his feet was less than three inches above his head!

The street lights turned on again, but the man had disappeared.

A girl walked out of the alley behind, wondering in her heart, didn't a man come in just now?Why did it disappear, and go so fast?
She didn't think much of it, just as she walked into the alley, the street lights flickered again.

At the same time, in Wutong District of Hanshui City, in a small bungalow.

A black coffin was placed in the center, with white wreaths lined up on both sides, and a black inscription was pasted on it with white paper.In front of the coffin was an altar, on which were placed black and white photos and fruit tributes wrapped in plastic wrap. On the left and right were a lighted white candle and the night wind blowing through the hall, shaking the candlelight, illuminating the mourning hall indistinctly.

A middle-aged woman wearing a filial piety walked in, after burning a stick of incense, she knelt on the straw mat under the altar to watch the spirit, and played with her mobile phone out of boredom.

The middle-aged woman was watching the video when suddenly the video card owner asked, "There is no Internet?" The middle-aged woman was puzzled and kept refreshing her phone. At this moment, a strong wind came out and blew out the candles, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The woman complained about the bad luck, turned on the flashlight with her mobile phone, and shone it on the altar, picked up the lighter on the table, and wanted to light the candle, but the lighter seemed to be out of gas, and it couldn’t be turned on several times, and several times it was finally lit. As soon as the flame came out, there was a gust of wind blowing around, blowing out the flame, as if someone was blowing in the darkness around her, and she didn’t want the woman to light the candle.

The woman was also frightened by this evil wind. She put the lighter on the table, and looked for other lighters. When she was rummaging through the altar, she happened to see a black and white photo on the altar. In the photo was a smiling old lady.

The woman was puzzled, "I remember the photo, Mom didn't smile so happily?"

At that time, it was the photo she chose for her mother. I remember that it was a slight smile. How could the corners of her mouth be so high?

Her movements suddenly became flustered, and the smile on the photo illuminated by the light of the mobile phone made her flustered, as if it was not a photo, but her mother was smiling at her.

The woman was so frightened that she could cry, "Mom, don't scare me!"

At this moment, she didn't want to light candles any more, she turned around and was about to go out, she asked her brother to come over and ask if they had changed the photo.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, a gust of wind blew in front of her, blowing the paper ashes in the brazier on the ground flying all over the room, and she heard a rattling sound in her ears, as if someone was scratching a board with nails.

The woman looked at the coffin behind in horror. There were not many things here, and she heard it immediately. The voice came from the coffin!

At this moment, the gust of wind blew shut the two open doors of the house.

Then a chewing sound was heard coming from the house.

Outside the yard, a few half-drunk men in mourning and sackcloth sent the crowd away with a drunken salute.

One of the men asked, "Where is the elder sister? Her colleague has left, and she won't come out to see her off?"

"You were still here just now, let's go into the house!"

Walking into the yard, I saw that the mourning hall was pitch black and the door was closed.

The leading man frowned, "Why did the wind blow out the ever-burning lamp?"

Several people opened the door, quickly entered the room, groped in the dark, and lit the candles with the lighter on their bodies. The man glanced around, saw his mother's smile in the photo, and sighed sadly, "It's a good thing we didn't mess up the mourning hall."

"Where's the eldest sister?"

"Call her and hurry up to watch the spirit!"

One of the men dialed the phone and heard the phone ring.

"Who's phone is ringing?"

"not mine."

Several people shook their heads one after another, and then looked for the source of the sound in the mourning hall. Following the sound, they quickly locked on the source of the sound.

The ringing of the phone came from the coffin!

Similar things happened in various parts of Hanshui City. This thunderstorm seemed to draw some kind of unknown curtain, and the phone of the police station rang non-stop all night long.

The police officers who had already fallen asleep were urgently called back to the police station by phone, and they were speeding through the city in police cars. The piercing sirens shrouded the sky above Hanshui City. Countless citizens were disturbed from their dreams and cursed: "What the hell are these policemen going crazy at night?"

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The Pujiang District Police Station was also brightly lit. There were too many calls to the police, and there was a serious shortage of manpower.But still a drop in the bucket.

He said to the operator, "Unplug the phone line!"

"Ah? Director, this violates the regulations!"

"What's the rule? Everyone has gone out and ran away. It's useless to fight again. Listen to me!"

Under the coercion of the director, the operator had no choice but to unplug the phone line.

Jiang You practiced all night, and opened his eyes from the bed with a relaxed body. After the rain last night, the air was very fresh. He didn't practice boxing at night, and he went all out to repair the hidden injuries first.Instead, he had a rare and relaxing night.

"If only every night could be like last night!"

At this time, a rapid ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted the short peace.

Wei Zhi'an said on the other end of the phone: "Come to the unit for a meeting!"

(End of this chapter)