Tomb Keeper

Chapter 43 Poet Feng's Night Vision Device (2)
My heart was beating "thud-thump", and I turned my head excitedly to look around. Countless graves and tombstones stood upright, but why didn't I see anyone?It stands to reason that under the observation of the spirit vision instrument, all the people in the grave will come out at this moment, men, women, old and young, all as they were before they were alive.

Hearing my question, Poet Feng said in disbelief, didn't you see anyone?Stupid, what's going on?He pulled my arm and said, look to the right, that's Qinqin's grave, did you see it?Have you seen Qinqin?I looked earnestly at the grave of Poet Feng's fiancée, and the small yellow flowers bloomed densely on the grave, but I didn't see anyone coming out of the grave.

I couldn't see people all the time. Poet Feng got anxious and took the instrument off my head and said, what's wrong, let me try it.He put on the instrument, and I looked at the metal semicircles on his eyes, and took a step back, suddenly thinking of the ghost with protruding eyeballs I met on the graveyard.The thing turned out to be like this, I thought I should have walked up to the puffy-eyed ghost and punched him hard.

After Poet Feng put on the instrument, he kept adjusting the knob on the side. He said, you have used a semiconductor radio before, and you must be patient when tuning the frequency, especially when tuning the short wave. .My frequency modulation is hundreds of times more sensitive than semiconductor radios, so be patient. Do you think it is so easy to penetrate into another dimension?
Hearing what he said, I was a little apprehensive, and I didn't dare to underestimate this instrument anymore.I waited patiently for him to adjust, for the moment when the blue light passed through the existing space.

However, Poet Feng himself has not been able to debug successfully.I said disappointedly, what kind of thing are you? It’s just a night vision goggle at best, infrared or something, I understand.

Poet Feng was not shocked, and continued to debug while saying, you know fart.The night vision device is already a mature product in the company I used to work for. If I want to use it, I just buy one. Will it take me three years to research it?Let me tell you, this instrument of mine is a creation based on the night vision device.All the money I would have spent on getting married was spent on this research.A piece of glass the size of a little finger is worth several thousand yuan.There is also a special sensor and accelerator inside, which produces a kind of backlash between the magnetic field and wave band of the human eye and the magnetic field and wave band of the outside world.Hmph, saying it's a night vision device just means you're an illiterate scientist.

After listening to him, my childishness about this instrument completely disappeared.If its light wave or light-speed recoil enters another space in an instant in [-] times of debugging, this is also the dawn of science.So I comforted him and said that there were no people on the cemetery tonight, maybe it was because the Ghost Festival had just passed, and all the ghosts had gone back, so the cemetery was very deserted.

Poet Feng has put the instrument back into the satchel.Hearing what I said, he smiled and said, saying that you are illiterate, that's right.This instrument has nothing to do with ghosts or ghosts.In another dimension, everyone who has ever existed exists, so why is there no such thing as the Ghost Festival?The debugging was not successful tonight, maybe it has something to do with our location and climate.

At this time, I suddenly thought of the big yin house on the back hill.So he said to Poet Feng, let's try another place, maybe we can see people there.When Poet Feng asked where it was, I said you just follow me.

According to Poet Feng's request, in order to ensure that the magnetic field on the cemetery is not disturbed, we still did not turn on the flashlight.Fortunately, this place is already familiar, we quickly arrived at the hill of the yin house in the dark, and when we were about to approach the yin house, Poet Feng stopped and asked, do you want to see the empty tomb?I had to tell him the truth, I suspect there is—someone in there.I call the "ghost" that is already on my lips a "human".It's because Poet Feng doesn't like talking about ghosts.I told him, let's go over the wall and go inside, and then use your equipment to see, maybe we can see people.

Unexpectedly, Poet Feng firmly rejected my proposal.He is a man who abides by the rules, even if Yang Huzi didn't know about such things as climbing over the wall and entering the courtyard, he said he would not do it.

I was extremely disappointed, and after sighing in the dark, I said, take out the instrument, and let's just look at the courtyard wall and gate, it's okay.

I put on the instrument again, and the courtyard wall and gate appeared in the dark blue screen.I tried to adjust the knob on the side constantly, thinking that if I could see plums appearing, it would be good.However, apart from the deserted courtyard wall and courtyard gate, there is no trace of a human figure on the screen.When I was about to laugh at Poet Feng again, this is just a night vision device, suddenly, the courtyard door in the picture opened, and a woman came out from inside.My breathing almost stopped at this moment. After I stared at the woman, I turned around and closed the courtyard door, then turned and went down the hill.Although I couldn't see the woman's face clearly from a distance, I still recognized her as Ye Zi when she looked up the hill.My heart tightened all of a sudden, in the middle of the night, how could Ye Zi come out of the yin house?

I quickly took off the instrument and whispered to Poet Feng, let's go back.After I finished speaking, I walked back quickly, Poet Feng followed behind and asked, what did you see just now, why did you look like you were running away.I said, I didn't see anything, I just felt sleepy and wanted to go back to sleep.In fact, I don't want to meet Ye Zi under the hill, because I don't want her to find out that I saw her strange behavior; at the same time, I don't want her to see me with Poet Feng, otherwise it will be very difficult to explain.

After poet Feng and I returned to our place of residence, I turned around and closed the courtyard door, then went upstairs and sat in the room waiting for the knock on the door.I will slowly open the door, and then ask Ye Zi standing outside the door, where have you been?I'd like to hear how she explains it.

However, a long time passed and there was no knock on the door.I began to wonder if the woman who appeared in the instrument screen was Ye Zi. If I made a mistake in identifying that person at that moment, and the person was not Ye Zi but Mei Zi, I would have missed a precious opportunity.Because if that person is Meizi, I should immediately go up to her and ask her to take me into the yard to see the place where she is buried, where the white camellia blooms surprisingly well.She will tell the truth about the death to me, the detective hero, and reveal a crime.

There was no knock on the door, and there was a dead silence in the small building in the middle of the night.I quietly went up to the attic to check.When I went up the last flight of stairs, there was still a light in the side window of the leaf door, but at that moment, the light went out.This shows that Ye Zi is already in the house, and she may have heard the movement on the stairs, and then turned off the lights to avoid it.I stood outside her dark door, hesitated for a while, and reached out to knock on the door.Seeing is believing, I have to see her tonight.At the same time, I also wanted to observe how she concealed her panic.

The light in the room was on, and Ye Zi's voice asked: Who is it?I said, it was me.Ye Zi came to open the door, and I was taken aback. Ye Ye standing at the door was wearing that scarlet pajamas, and this was the first time she wore it in front of me.At this moment, I suddenly had a strong sense of strangeness to her. Is this the leaf I am used to?Like and not like.At this moment, she was expressionless and cold.So when she asked what's the matter, let's come in and say, I took half a step back instead.During a period of slow thinking, I almost said to myself, it's nothing, nothing, I heard someone crying in the yin house when I was watching the night just now.Ye Zi stared at me, with no expression on her face, she said, you are almost an old gravekeeper, can't you even hear the cry of the night bird?I murmured and replied, oh, it's that kind of strange bird.never mind.After finishing speaking, I turned back and went downstairs, and I heard the sound of the door closing gently behind me.

The next day, the sun was fine.When Ye Zi saw me in the yard, she smiled and said, Da Xu, you should shave your beard, why do you keep it so long.I looked at her, and this was the leaf I was familiar with again.I said, I'm too lazy to shave. Isn't this more like a gravekeeper?She said, do you want to learn from Poet Feng, but your hair is not as long as his.

Ye Zi's mention of Poet Feng at this time made me "thump" in my heart.Perhaps, she had already discovered me and Poet Feng on the graveyard last night, but she didn't say it clearly.However, although Poet Feng regards the secrecy of the instrument as very important, I don't think it is that important. Even if Ye Zi sees it, there will be no consequences.

After breakfast, Yang Huzi took Ye Zi to the village head's house again.It is said that they have made a plan for the construction of the mountain gate and a land acquisition plan for expanding the cemetery. Ye Zi told me that there will be a lot of information about these plans in the end.

The yard was very quiet, and the black cat was sleeping on its stomach in the sun. According to my observation, cats are the most carefree of all animals.Since there are almost no natural enemies, they dare to turn their stomachs while sleeping, and do not take any precautions against the surrounding world.The mute walked over and knelt down to tease it, but it just lazily moved its paw, touching and playing with the mute's outstretched hand.Here, the only person who wants to tease the black cat is the mute, because here only the mute and Yang Huzi have no relatives, but Yang Huzi has parents now, and the mute is still alone.

I called the mute to the main room, and asked him solemnly for the first time, where is your home?He gestured and answered me, I don't know.I asked again, remember, parents?He shook his head.I asked heuristically, you, 16 years old, how do you remember?He replied, this is what others have said.

It seemed that in the dumb's memory, there were no clues of relatives to look for.There are many possibilities for the formation of this reason.Either he was abandoned as a baby, or trafficked, or he suffered from some kind of illness when he was young, which caused him to be deaf and dumb, and also caused him to lose his memory.Of course, in addition to this, there will be unimaginable possibilities, because the complexity of a seemingly simple life is often breathtaking.However, I believe for no reason that it is unlikely that the mute was abandoned by his relatives. In this case, there will be a pair of parents in this world who have been suffering day and night because of the disappearance of their son for many years.

Thinking of this, I said to the mute, this afternoon, I will take you to the town and take pictures, okay?The mute gestured puzzledly, why?I said, play.The mute laughed.

I've already thought about this, and when I get to the town, I'll call Bai Mei first and ask her to tell me her email address.And said, I will ask the photo studio to send her a photo of a person in a while, and let her post an advertisement in the newspaper.Ad text I'll give her on the phone.As for the advertising expenses, I will make up for it when I come back.

I feel better after thinking about it.Seeing the mute squatting on the ground to tease the black cat again, I thought that if the mute found his parents, I would suggest that Yang Huzi give the cat to the mute and let him take it back as a testimony of his youth.

At this time, the phone in the main room rang.I picked up the phone and it was Master Diao calling.He said that after he went back, he always dreamed that someone knocked on the door of the room. When the door opened, it was the woman who lived in the hotel in the town. She still smiled and said, tomorrow morning, there will be breakfast downstairs, and it is free.Master Diao said on the phone that this dream made him restless. After looking for a fortune teller, the fortune teller said that he had to seal a bowl with red paper and give it to this woman to get rid of the disaster.He called me just to ask for the woman's mailing address, and he wanted to send this bowl to her.

I said, Master Diao, you can send it to the Xihe Town Post Office, and the purple flowers will be collected.Everyone at the post office knew her.

After putting down the phone, I recalled the scene of that night.Zihua knocked on the door and spoke, was the smile on her face stiff?I didn't notice it at the time.

(End of this chapter)