Secret 1

Chapter 8
A cold wind blew into the hallway, and the damp air made people dizzy.Xiao Fang looked at the stairs vigilantly, there were faint footsteps moving.He walked to the door of the next room, and suddenly the door behind him opened.

He hid aside in fright, but the flashlight in his hand exposed himself, and another flash of lightning hit his face.Xiao Fang narrowed his eyes subconsciously, only to see a man in his fifties standing at the door.His purple-black face with a beard looked weather-beaten.

"Tong Jianguo?" Xiao Fang called out the name of the longest member of the tour group, "How did you come out?"

"It's up to me to ask you that question."

Tong Jianguo's name, as the name suggests, was born in 1949. He stared at the iron wrench in Xiaofang's hand.

Xiao Fang immediately hid the wrench behind his back: "This is, this is for self-defense."

"Really? Can't sleep at night?"

"Correct."

Tong Jianguo shook Xiao Fang's eyes with a flashlight: "I think you have a problem."

"what?"

"You are the tour guide of our tour group. Only you know the route we have traveled the best. How could we get lost? You were also the one who took us to that village for lunch. We ate the damned 'golden meat' and ended up being entangled by a big monkey. Did you kill us on purpose? First lead us to this ghost place, and then kill us one by one!"

Xiao Fang finally couldn't bear it anymore, pushed Tong Jianguo's hand away and shouted: "What are you talking about? Please don't doubt people casually!"

"Hmph, kid, be careful yourself!"

Tong Jianguo immediately returned to the door and closed the door heavily.Xiao Fang was left alone in the corridor again. He shone the flashlight on the dark front, dazed and at a loss.

Suddenly, someone behind him called his name: "Xiao Fang!"

He slowly turned his head...

Long night.

The tour group's first night in the mysterious city passed.

Five in the morning.

Our driver opened his eyes. This is the second floor of a residential building, and the room is even darker.He got up with difficulty and walked to the closed window.

The rain stopped.

The outside world was silent and there were occasional drops of water falling from upstairs. He was glad that he survived until the next day.

The Thai man sat down on the bed again, took out a small Buddha statue from his arms, and silently recited scriptures of Theravada Buddhism.After reading the scriptures, I turned on the phone again, but there was still no signal—I was supposed to call my wife and son last night to report their safety. I guess they had another restless night.Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and pounded heavily on his chest.

During the financial crisis in Thailand in 1997, his original travel company closed down, and he was unemployed for a whole year.It was a nightmare year, and I could only do odd jobs and drive illegal cars to make a living. Even my wife once went to the streets to solicit customers.The most pitiful thing was my son, who had just turned one year old, who had a serious illness but had no money to send him to the hospital, and died soon after.He sent the dead child to the temple, soaked it in potion and became a "ghost boy"-the soul would never be reincarnated, and wandered alone in the world.Later, when Thailand's economy improved, he found a job in this travel agency again, and his wife gave birth to a son for him.He vowed that he would not let his wife suffer anymore and his children suffer.

However, the nightmare seems to have really come—on the night of receiving the Chinese tour group, a coup took place in Thailand.Then he began to dream of devils, winged devils on white horses, the kind of statues you see in grand palaces.On the night before he left Bangkok with his tour group, he went to the temple to see his first son who died in infancy. The "ghost boy" is still soaked in the potion, as if he just came out of the house.Suddenly, he saw his dead son open his eyes!Those astonished pupils are like adults, and there is a sleeping city inside.He knelt down before his dead son, knowing that the spirit of the child was watching him, was it some kind of warning to the father?

Yesterday, the tour group came to Chiang Mai to visit the famous Shuanglong Temple, also known as the Shariputra Buddhist Temple, as usual.There is a big golden pagoda in the middle of the temple, which is said to preserve the relics of Buddha Sakyamuni.The driver also followed everyone into the temple, knelt in front of the Pasin Buddha statue introduced from Ceylon more than 600 years ago, and prayed for the peace of his son's soul.

However, at night, the nightmare came again, and the two-winged devil arrived on a white horse, carrying a little black boy on his back—"Ghost Boy", the driver's son, who kept screaming miserably until he recovered from the nightmare. wake up.

He didn't sleep well all night, and when he got up in the morning, he would drive listlessly. When the car was driving on a dangerous mountain road, he could only sing a little song to relieve his fear.But he still drove the wrong way and led the tour group into a labyrinthine canyon.

Could it be that the devil has already entangled him, or is standing behind him?

The driver turned his head back in fear, saw the devil bared his fangs, smiled evilly at him, and then disappeared into the air.

"who are you?"

He gave a yell of rage, then picked up a stick and slammed it into the air with all his might.It seemed that all the bad luck in this life was given by this devil.

Suddenly, there was a hasty knock on the door.

The driver felt a little strange, it was still dark, who would knock on his door?Could it be that the owner of this house has returned?
He hurriedly and carefully walked to the back of the door, and yelled out in Thai against the crack of the door: "Who?"

Outside the door, the Chinese words came to mind: "It's me, Sun Zichu!"

Of course he remembered this knowledgeable but talkative Chinese university teacher. The driver hurriedly opened the door for him and shone a flashlight on Sun Zichu's face.

This guy drooped his sleepy face, but he insisted on opening his eyes wide, and shouted in panic, "Xiao Fang... Xiao Fang...he's gone!"

"Gone?"

The driver also felt baffled and asked in Chinese instead.

At this time, Tu Nan, who was in the same room, was also woken up by them, and ran to the door rubbing his eyes: "What's the noise? Don't let people sleep?"

Sun Zichu quickly explained the reason: he and the tour guide Xiao Fang temporarily lived in an apartment, but when Sun Zichu got up to go to the bathroom in the early morning, he found that Xiao Fang's bed was empty.I searched every corner of the house with the flashlight again, but there was no sign of Xiao Fang, and his luggage and various belongings were still left in the room.

"Did he come to you?"

It turned out that Sun Zichu suspected that the tour guide Xiao Fang had come to discuss things with the driver.

"No, no!"

The driver shook his head quickly, no one knocked on his door all night.

"Strange, where did he go?"

"Will there be tourists looking for him?" The driver managed to utter a complete sentence in Chinese, "Did him be taken to another room?"

"Okay! I'll go to every room and ask!"

The grandson Chu Feng was about to knock on the door next door, but Tu Nan stopped him and said, "Look at what time it is now, he must be drooling in a deep sleep, you are immoral or not!"

"Fuck you!"

Sun Zichu didn't care about other people's face at all, he raised his fist and knocked on the door of the next room.

Both the driver and Tu Nan could only shake their heads. They waited for 2 minutes before carefully opening the door. Yang Mou pointed a flashlight at them and said, "What are you doing? What time is it?"

"Has the tour guide Xiao Fang been here?"

"Neuropathy!"

Then Yang Mou closed the door angrily, and the frustrated grandson Chu continued to knock on the door until Yang Mou opened the door again and said loudly: "He hasn't been here! Please don't bother me any more!"

Sun Tzuchu was silent for a few seconds, and said to himself, "Okay, the second floor is ruled out, let's go to the third floor!"

The other two could only follow him, and knocked on the door of a room on the third floor. After waiting for a long time, a soft female voice sounded from the door: "Who is it?"

"I'm Sun Zichu, may I ask if Xiao Fang, the tour guide, has been here?"

"no!"

The voice was Yu Ling, who was obviously stimulated by the words just now - if the tour guide Xiao Fang came in the middle of the night, wouldn't it be ruining his reputation?Naturally, he would not admit it even if he was beaten to death!
Sun Tzuchu knocked on the door of another room. As usual, he waited for 2 minutes before being shut down and scolded severely by the Taiwanese girl in the door.

In desperation, they bit the bullet and went up to the fourth floor, knocking on the door of the largest unit.

One minute later, the door opened, and a flashlight was shining inside. Jian Li, who was in his 1s, stood at the door aggressively holding a stick.

Sun Tzuchu could only ask the question politely, but the answer he got was: "No, please go away! Don't wake up my daughter."

After the door was slammed shut, Tu Nan tugged at the corner of Sun Zichu's clothes, and said softly, "Forget it, let's go back to sleep, maybe Xiao Fang will come back by himself soon."

But grandson Chu Meng shook his head: "Go to the fifth floor!"

Both Tu Nan and the driver lost to him, so they could only walk up to the highest level in pain.

Fifth floor——Just as Sun Zichu was about to knock on Ye Xiao's door, a scream sounded in the darkness!
It was a young woman's voice, she couldn't hear what she was shouting, it seemed to be outside the corridor.Their hearts were almost shattered, and they immediately shone a flashlight on the corridor, and they saw a shaking shadow.

Tu Nan rushed up quickly and grabbed the man's hand, but heard a very familiar English sentence: "Shit!"

He immediately replied: "Damn it!"

Only then did the flashlight illuminate the other party's face. It turned out to be the American girl in her 20s.

She disheveled her hair in a panic, faced them with a pale face, her mouth was already incoherent.

Tu Nan asked several times in broken English, and the American girl began to answer in Chinese: "Upstairs...upstairs..."

upstairs?This is already the highest floor of the residential building, where is there any upstairs?

Unless—it's the rooftop on the top floor.

But she ran towards the end of the corridor. It turned out that there was still a small staircase, which seemed to lead to the roof of the building.

The American girl pointed lightly at the top, the driver was the first to go up to the roof, and Tu Nan followed closely behind.

The rain has stopped and the sky is slightly brighter.

There was still some water accumulated on the roof, and the early morning cold wind was blowing from all around, and the air was so humid that it would melt people.

The three of them came to the open rooftop, and Tu Nan carefully looked around. Most of the surrounding buildings were shorter than this one, and he could see most of the city from a height, but many blocks were covered by dense trees. See tufts of green leaves and roofs.He looked back at the American girl and asked, "WHAT?"

"Behind you—"

Tu Nan and the driver turned their heads, only to find a man's body lying on the railing of the roof behind them.

They rushed to the man's side, and saw a face of extreme horror—the whole face was festered, and it was simply horrible.The dead man's fingers gripped the ground so deeply that he almost picked white spots out of the cement.

The only things that can be seen clearly are his eyes.

No!Just a pair of eyeballs, almost popping out of their sockets, staring blankly at the gloomy sky.

What did he see?
What terrible thing is there that can make a person's eyes so terrified?
Tu Nan gasped, almost fell to the ground when his legs gave way.Even the well-informed driver quickly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and silently recited the Sutra of Passing Rebirth.And the American girl hid behind them, not daring to look at the corpse for a second time.

"Poor little Fang!"

Five fifty in the morning.

Ye Xiao, Sun Zichu, Li Shu, Tu Nan, the driver, Qian Mozheng, Tong Jianguo, and the American girl who first discovered the corpse all gathered on the rooftop of the fifth floor.

The body was still lying beside the railing—it was their tour guide, Xiao Fang.

He is the first!
Ten minutes ago, the American girl brought Tu Nan and others to the rooftop and found this terrible corpse.

The driver recognized Xiao Fang's eyes, and his clothes had not been changed.In Xiao Fang's trousers pocket were his passport and various documents.The driver still remembered the scar on Xiao Fang's hand, and it was exactly as it was in memory.Although the whole face is not human, everyone can still see his appearance. There is no doubt that he is the tour guide Xiao Fang, who died tragically on the rooftop.

Afterwards, Sun Zichu ran downstairs, knocked on the doors of the other two rooms on the fifth floor, and ran up to the rooftop with Ye Xiao, Qian Mozheng and others.

At this moment, people gathered in a circle and looked at Xiao Fang.Everyone was afraid to speak, and silence hung over the city and these people like a dark cloud in the sky.

Finally, someone crouched down and vomited.

Li Shu couldn't take it anymore, and vomited out all of yesterday's dinner.The American girl has already vomited twice, and she can no longer vomit anything in her stomach.

Ye Xiao looked up at the sky, and sighed, "The most worrying thing happened!"

"You are a police officer." Sun Tzuchu grabbed his clothes and said, "It's up to you here!"

"No, I didn't bring any tools. I can't judge the cause of Xiao Fang's death now. And his face is rotten like this, it must be a very special reason. Everyone, please take a few steps back and stay away from the corpse, so as not to spoil the case. Spotted."

He began to command the scene again, as if surrounded by his agents.When everyone retreated far away, Ye Xiao turned around and stopped the American girl: "What's your name?"

"I... Elena."

"You speak Chinese very well, where did you learn it?"

"I started learning Chinese when I was in high school in the United States, and later I learned Chinese in Beijing and Shanghai."

Ye Xiao suddenly lowered his face: "How did you find the tour guide's body?"

"Me?" Yi Lianna didn't dare to look at his face, turned her head and said, "I didn't fall asleep all night, I couldn't bear it just now, so I quietly went out for a walk."

"Where did you go?"

"No, I didn't go anywhere. I just walked from the third floor to the fifth floor in this building, and then I wanted to take a look on the roof—so, I found this corpse."

Yi Lianna replied nervously, the tones of many Chinese characters were outrageously wrong, which was completely different from her fluency yesterday.Ye Xiao shook his head: "Okay, you can go back to your room and have a rest."

Then he said to Li Shu: "You send her down."

Li Shu wiped his mouth that had just vomited, and took Yi Lianna downstairs.

"You suspect the American girl?"

Sun Zichu asked softly in Ye Xiao's ear.

"do not know."

Ye Xiao's silence is as unpredictable as the city.

At this time, Tu Nan yelled: "I think she probably has a problem! A girl, why would she come out at 05:30 in the morning? Why did she run to this rooftop? Didn't she agree not to come out at night?"

It was Qian Mozheng who spoke for Yi Lianna: "Americans, maybe they think differently from us."

"How did Xiao Fang die? Was it a murder or an accident? Or some other reason?"

"I said I don't know!" Ye Xiao clenched his fists. He knew that he was not Sherlock Holmes, not even half of Watson. He only had the anger and flames in his heart. "I just don't understand why Xiao Fang Will he come to the rooftop? Judging from the traces around him, it is impossible for him to be dragged to the rooftop after being killed elsewhere."

"The corpse is on the edge of the railing on the roof. Could it be that he wants to commit suicide by jumping off the building?"

"It is not ruled out that he committed suicide, but there must be other reasons that hurt him in the end."

"It's the devil, it's the devil!"

Our driver screamed wildly and ran down the roof quickly.

Ye Xiao shook his head and said, "Let's go down quickly too."

"Then what about Xiao Fang?"

"Let him lie here. We can't destroy the scene, let alone move the body, otherwise we will destroy more clues. After we escape to Chiang Rai or Chiang Mai, we can bring the Thai police back to dispose of the body."

Qian Mozheng frowned and said, "There are many birds and mice here. These small animals will destroy the corpse!"

"Then we can only pray to God to bless Xiao Fang."

With that said, Ye Xiao was the first to step down from the rooftop, and the rest could only follow him down.

When he was going down the stairs, he walked up to Tong Jianguo and asked, "Last night, I seemed to hear someone talking outside the door."

"Oh, really?" Tong Jianguo, who is in his 50s, looked calm. "I slept all night, and there was no other movement except for the loud noise."

Ye Xiao didn't say any more, just watched Tong Jianguo return to his room on the fifth floor.

He stood alone in the cold corridor, looking up at the ceiling.Just separated by a layer of cement, a poor corpse was lying.

"Perhaps the devil did it?"

dawn.

Like drops of water spilling in from the window, seeping into Yuling's eyelids, gradually stimulating the pupils to constrict, getting smaller and smaller—becoming a tiny pinhole, and suddenly the face of the tour guide Xiaofang appeared in the pinhole It slowly shattered, extruding the turbid green corpse liquid, and the whole face rotted and peeled off, turning into a white skeleton.

The skull passed through the eye of the pupil and entered the depths of Yuling's brain.

"what!"

She opened her eyes suddenly, and straightened up from the bed. The sky light made it difficult to open her eyes, and there was no sound outside the window, not even birdsong.

Her back was full of cold sweat, and she sat on the window sill with her bust unbuttoned, and her chest felt a little more comfortable.I really want to take off my clothes and jump into the river now. The rural girls of the Tai family bathe in the water almost every day, and they don't shy away from being unclear.Perhaps daily exposure to the moisture of nature can make young women beautiful.

It was just after six o'clock in the morning, and she fell asleep again and had a dream.Ten minutes ago, a knock on the door woke her up from a deep sleep. Sun Zichu asked outside the door if she had seen Xiao Fang?What the hell, she and Xiao Fang met for the first time, even if it is the relationship between a tour guide and a colleague, is there anything that Tianming can't tell?

(End of this chapter)