Tomb Keeper

Chapter 24: A Dark Shoe (1)
A new gravekeeper came to the cemetery. He was called Rong Xiaodi, a 19-year-old boy.He was very white, as if he had never been in the sun.Even though he came from the provincial capital like me, it is very rare for people in the city to look as fair as him.He is extremely shy by nature, and he is timid when talking to people, especially when talking to Ye Zi, he often blushes before opening his mouth.Of course, these habits of his were slowly discovered by me later.I don't know how he got to the cemetery. When I went downstairs that evening, I saw a young man eating with a bowl sitting on the pile of stones in the yard.When I walked into the kitchen and asked, I realized that a new colleague had arrived.I said, why doesn't he come to the table to eat?Zhou's mother said that he likes to eat out alone, and no one can call him in, so let him go.

I didn't ask any more then, because I lay in my upstairs room drinking herbal water all day, and by this time I was feeling very hungry.The herbal medicine that Zhou's mother prepared for me is really effective, saying that it can dispel evil spirits and strengthen the body. I feel much clearer after drinking it.Ye Zi and Poet Feng, who were guarding my bed, both heaved a sigh of relief.Ye Zi said, judging by your face, the problem is not too big.When you fell outside my door last night, even your lips were pale.Poet Feng said that the scene at that time was really scary. You fell unconscious on the corridor outside the door, and you were still muttering in your throat as if talking. I knew that your soul was out of your body, probably to the side of the dead.After listening to you tell what happened to you, it proves that my judgment is correct.

I'm sane, but I still can't figure out what happened last night.The door of Ye Zi's room was wide open in the dark, and Mei Zi, who was dressed in black and had a black face, was sitting on the platform outside the house... I still get chills when I think of this scene.Poet Feng said to me, don't think about it, sometimes the soul of a person goes to another dimension, and I often do this, but I am not afraid, because what I saw was my fiancée Qinqin.

From then on, Poet Feng regarded me as a person like him, that is, sometimes he can walk between life and death.He analyzed for me that Ye Zi was actually sleeping in the house that night, and the door was closed. It was when you walked up the last stairs in the attic that your soul came out of your body.

I was skeptical, but there was nothing I could do about it.There have always been countless mysteries under the flowing water of time, and what I have experienced is only the smallest one among them.Anyway, since I can come back out of my body, and I'm still alive to do my spy work, it's not all that scary.I continued to observe Ye Zi, and found that she was very enthusiastic about the new tomb guard, and she often called him little brother, which made me unhappy.During the meal, the young man named Rong still didn't come to the table. He put some vegetables in the rice bowl and went to the yard.And Ye Zi would send him some food halfway, and the younger brother would dodge with the bowl, his face already on fire.Ye Zi did this, as if she wanted to see him like this.

In fact, the origin of this little brother is suspicious.I have learned that he was originally an employee of Manager Xue and guarded the mortuary of the hospital.Manager Xue transferred him to work here, which is unreasonable.Because not long ago, Manager Xue said that there was a shortage of people under his command and wanted to bring the mute to her, but now, she sent her own people instead. I really don't know what she was thinking.Moreover, in order to accomplish this, she called Yang Huzi who was away on business in advance, and asked Yang Huzi to accept this person.His specific job here was also determined by Yang Huzi, which is to let him clean the tombstones on the mountain alone.There are some tombstones on the mountain that the family members of the deceased paid us to maintain. The maintenance fee is 40 yuan a year.In the past, farmers in the vicinity were regularly hired to do this work. After the younger brother came, Yang Huzi said that he would take care of it.Let him do some yard work when he's free.

The younger brother does not eat with everyone, works alone, and sleeps in the same room with the mute at night. All this seems to be in line with his wish.

For the little brother, I was wary at first.After all, I have a rough relationship with Manager Xue, and she might be suspected of doing something against me by introducing this person.But after a few days of observation, I saw that my little brother avoided people everywhere and had no interpersonal skills at all. I was relieved. This kind of timid and lonely kid can't do anything bad if he thinks about it.

After the shock and coma that night, I felt that my body had not fully recovered. At night, especially after midnight, I often experienced inexplicable shortness of breath and heart palpitations.I realized that if the truth about the horror of that night was not solved, the root cause of my illness might be left behind.Although Poet Feng gave some space travel explanation for this matter, how can I believe it without evidence?So, I came up with a plan and decided to let Poet Feng go up to the attic in the middle of the night to try.Since his ability to connect yin and yang is stronger than mine, he should be able to see Meizi in black when he goes to the attic.

This evening, I went to Poet Feng's room to chat with him before expressing my thoughts.I still talked about my doubts about the horrors of that night, and I also talked to Poet Feng for the first time about my first experience here.I said that Ye Zi was supposed to go to Xihe Town that night, but I found that she was dressing up in the house in scarlet pajamas after midnight.I confessed this matter to Poet Feng after fully considering safety.Because I need help with my scouting.Poet Feng was not surprised when he heard what I said. He said that the red clothes you saw at the beginning were the black clothes you saw later, and the colors are different in different spaces you enter.Speaking of this, Poet Feng pointed to the pile of electronic components on his desk and said, you treat me as a friend, so let me tell you the truth, I am developing an instrument that can see through the present space, wait for me After it is developed, you can see plums in black whenever you take it to the attic.

I smiled, and Poet Feng saw that I didn't believe what he did, so he said, you don't understand science, so you think it's a myth.You know the story of the invisibility cloak when you were a child. It used to be a myth, but now it is true.The invisibility cloak developed by Japan would have already been sold on the market if there were no legal obstacles.When I was working in Shenzhen, our company was also developing stealth technology. Not only people, but even aircraft, tanks, bridges and houses can be invisible.So, don't think that what I'm developing is just a joke.

My expression became serious, and with a different mindset, I had to admit that everything is possible, because Plato said in ancient Greece that it is possible for people to go back to the past.I think the so-called going back to the past is to go back to the dead people and time.

However, for my current situation, even if I inadvertently returned to the cemetery five years ago and saw the dead Meizi, the question now is, did Meizi really hang herself?This was said by Ye Zi, but what Yang Huzi told Zhou Ma was that Meizi had been transferred to work at the company headquarters, and when I called the company to inquire about Meizi, the other party said that the company had never had such a person.

To my questions, Poet Feng said, I came late and didn't know the situation at that time, but according to my guess, Ye Zi was telling the truth.You think, someone hanged himself here, and Yang Huzi would definitely cover it up if he was afraid of being responsible.

This remark makes sense.In this case, I suggested that Poet Feng go to the attic after midnight to try it out.Poet Feng hesitated and said, you went there to chat with Ye Zi, I see that you like her, don't you?It's not appropriate for you to let me go in the middle of the night.If Qinqin found out from the grave, she would blame me.

I said, it's okay, you didn't knock on the door after you went to the attic, you just stood in front of the door and then came down.I'm just trying to see if you can experience what I've been through.

In the middle of the night that day, Poet Feng went up to the attic.I waited nervously on the stairs below. I thought he might soon see the door wide open in the dark. He walked through the empty room to the platform, and the plum in black was sitting with his back facing him. There... my heart was beating wildly, and when I was expecting the expected scream, Poet Feng came downstairs calmly and made a gesture to me to go back to the house.After entering his room, I was very depressed by what he told me - the door of Ye Zi's room was closed, but there was light in the room and the sound of pages being turned.

After Poet Feng finished talking about the situation upstairs, he thought for a while and then said, your experience may be special, which is formed by your personal reasons.Perhaps, you have too much information about dead people attached to you, so it is easy to step over there. Think about it, have you ever stayed in a pile of dead people?

I said angrily, you have only been among the dead.

Poet Feng said, do you mean that I guard the tomb earlier than you?But there are souls on the cemetery, which is different from the dead.

That night, I dismissed Poet Feng's words, but when I woke up the next day, I suddenly realized that I had packed so many body bags at the scene of the plane crash, and Poet Feng was right when he said that I had been among the dead .

I gasped.It seems that I can't let others verify the fact that I met Meizi.

In a flash, it was night again.My current psychological time is that the days are short and the nights are long, and when it gets dark, I feel short of breath and palpitations.If I were in the city, I should have consulted a psychiatrist for stress counseling in this state, but in this desolate cemetery, I can only counsel myself.I lay on the bed and said to myself, don't be afraid, the plum you saw was just an illusion.However, I have recited these words thousands of times in my heart, but I still cannot convince myself.When it was almost midnight, I was excited by a sudden idea. How about asking the new guy to go up to the attic to have a look?Speaking of personal conditions, my younger brother has been guarding the mortuary for a year before coming here. He is a person who has been in the pile of dead people. If you let him go to the attic, the probability of seeing Meizi should be no less than me.

After making up my mind, I went to knock on the door of the room where my younger brother and the mute lived together.In the middle of the night, there was a loud knock on the door, and the younger brother quickly came to open the door.I said I had a headache, and asked him to go to Ye Zi and get some cold medicine for me.Seeing his hesitation, I explained again that I was a coward and dared not go up to the attic at night, so I had to excuse him.The younger brother had no choice but to "hmm" and went out to the attic.After I heard his footsteps disappear step by step on the stairs, there was no scream. It seemed that my horrible encounter was unique.I had no choice but to stand there boredly waiting for my little brother to come down with the medicine, but after a few minutes passed, there was no movement on the stairs. I waited patiently for a while, but still no one came downstairs, and my nerves were tense again. Could it be that he fainted before he could yell out when he encountered something?When my heart was hanging, my younger brother came downstairs.He said that Sister Ye Zi searched the drawer for a long time but couldn't find the medicine, and later found it in the bedside cabinet.After speaking, he put a white pill in my palm, and hurried back to the house.

The next day, I told Poet Feng about the incident and pointed out that his personal reason for meeting Meizi was not valid.After finishing speaking, I stared at him, hoping that he would say that everything is an illusion, so that I could relax.However, Poet Feng held his chin and thought for a while and said, I know, to see a dead person, the dead person must be willing, for example, between Qinqin and me.And although you said you have never seen Meizi, she came to you first. Did a dark shoe appear in your house before? I couldn’t figure out what was going on at the time. In the house.Oh, where did you throw that shoe?

Then I remembered the shoe worn by the dead again. It once appeared on my bed, and I almost ran away from the cemetery in fright.Later, I analyzed that this incident was artificially made by Ye Zi, with the purpose of forcing me to leave here, so I resolutely stayed, and quietly threw the shoe back to Ye Zi's door one night.After that, I forgot about it.Listening to Poet Feng now, I realized that it was not as simple as I thought.

I had no choice but to tell Poet Feng, I threw away those shoes.

(End of this chapter)