Chapter 194

"It would be bad not to tell them, after all it was someone else's business, so we told them. They didn't believe us at first and scolded us for talking nonsense.

We left, but they later got scared and changed their mind and sent people to look for it. But it was useless to look for it after a while, because nothing was found, so we had to go back empty-handed.

They looked for people everywhere, and found a monk who looked at the place and said the feng shui was not good. They asked what to do?

The monk said he wanted to perform a ritual and then make a small item.

If there is any disaster inside that thing, as long as the thing is preserved well, if someone finds it later, the thing can be burned. If no one finds it and it has been too long, the thing should also be burned, otherwise the disaster inside will come out and no one will be spared.

It is the thing placed in the small temple on the roadside.

From the beginning I felt that the thing was eerie and unlucky, the monk also said so, and now I have seen it again, and troubles have started to happen at home. It is indeed an unlucky thing. Isn't this a coincidence?

Think about it carefully. How can such an unlucky thing be placed in broad daylight together with candles and paper money? Isn't this a violation of taboos? This is really too much.

It would be fine if I didn't know, but I did. If I end up getting caught, wouldn't I also be responsible for the crime? What can I do?

I really want to light a fire and burn that thing right now."

Leyuan nodded and asked them, "If the person who left was taken away by someone, who do you think is the most suspicious?"

"I'm telling you, you don't know them either. What's the point of knowing those names? Besides, we don't even remember a few of them, and you may not be able to find many. It's better not to mix things up. It's like muddying the water."

The woman advised.

"Tell me first and I'll write it down. Maybe I can help you. Maybe they were the ones who put the small temple and the things there.

If it is really them, it will be very difficult for everyone, and we will deal with it as soon as possible."

Paradise answered.

They hesitated for a moment, then mentioned some names.

Leyuan turned to ask Zhou Ahui, but she shook her head and still knew nothing.

Leyuan went to ask the person he met on the road before.

Zheng Meihui told him a lot of names, and Paradise checked them and found that some people were dead, some were missing, and some names were repeated.

Leyuan carefully asked for the addresses of those with duplicate names and went there.

Some were found, some were not. When asked, they shook their heads and said they didn’t know, or they simply chased him out, and some didn’t even open the door.

Things seem to be going nowhere at this point.

Paradise picked out the two most suspicious names from a bunch of names, and then searched for the locations where these two people were most likely to be.

The first address he found was no longer occupied, so he asked someone who still lived there, and that person said that this used to be a busy mahjong parlor, and that when he had free time, he would babysit the children of nearby parents.

“It is said that a long time ago there was a small noodle shop near this mahjong hall. The owner of the noodle shop and the owner of the mahjong hall were colleagues in a factory.

The factory suddenly started to lay off a large number of employees, and both of them lost their jobs, so they agreed to open a store here. When they asked each other, they found out that they were actually from the same hometown. This was even better.

Their relationship reached a new level.

These two stores were opened in this way. Everyone knew that these two stores were very close to each other and the owners had a good relationship. People often went to the other store when they went to one store.

For example, a customer would go to a small noodle shop to play mahjong after eating noodles. Or they would go to a small noodle shop to eat noodles after playing mahjong. Sometimes they would ask the owner of the mahjong shop to take care of their children, and then go to the small noodle shop to buy a bowl of noodles for their children.

When I was a kid, everyone in my family was very busy, so they asked the owner of the mahjong parlor to pick me up and drop me off at school.

Later, the mahjong parlor owner's business was so good that he couldn't help me anymore, so he said that I could walk to his place after school, finish my homework, and have dinner, and he would take me home.

Later, when his business was getting better, he let me go to his place after school to eat, do homework, and play with others. When my parents or someone else was free, they would take me home, and it would be the same.

My childhood friends were all in that mahjong parlor. Later, everyone moved away, went to school, or looked for a job. They all left, rarely came back, and we never met again.

As the number of people in the mahjong parlor decreased, the business of the mahjong parlor declined, and the owner of the mahjong parlor tried to move away. The mahjong parlor was thus abandoned.

The boss originally rented a house here, and later bought the shop when he made some money. Later, when the number of customers decreased, he wanted to sell the shop, buy a new shop in the city, and open another one.

But there are too few people here, and the place is getting more and more remote, so no one wants to come here. People inside and outside know that it is not good to open a shop here, otherwise he would not want to sell the shop because no one wants to buy it.

The shop was left abandoned. No one passed by here. The owner never came back. The owner of the noodle shop next door also left, probably to open a shop somewhere else.

I want to live here, I want to live here forever, but if I can't live here, there's nothing I can do. But I will see them when they come back, because I am here. I was here when I was a child, I am here now, and I will be here in the future.

Is there anything else you want to ask? I can tell you everything. These things are not private or secret. Everyone who lived here before knows them. You can tell them to anyone you ask.

I just live here. I don't have many neighbors and nothing to talk about. I've become quiet and feel a little bored. It's not easy for me to meet an outsider like you, so I want to talk more.

You don’t find me annoying, do you?

The stranger who lived near the mahjong hall smiled at Paradise and asked.

Leyuan shook his head: "I am very grateful that you can tell me this. Although I may get answers by asking others, they probably won't be as detailed as you said, and I don't know where those people are now.

Even if we ask them, they probably won’t be willing to tell us.”

The man nodded and said, "There aren't many people here anymore. Everything inside has been emptied out. It's been there for a long time, so it's probably covered in dust. No one has cleaned it up yet. If you want to go in and take a look, it's okay. Even if someone passes by here, they won't think there's anything they can do in an abandoned house."

After chatting about some daily matters, the stranger picked up his things and turned around to leave. Judging from the direction he was heading home, there was no one there, which was enough to show that this place was really desolate.

After a while, maybe there won't be anyone left here.

Paradise entered the abandoned mahjong parlor.

There was indeed no one in here, and I could even faintly hear the sound of a mouse running in the corner. But when I looked carefully, there was nothing there. Maybe it was hiding, but that was not the most important thing.

There is a lot of dust here, and it seems like every step you take leaves footprints.

He was very careful and didn't want to leave any traces here to avoid being traced in the future.

He didn't know what he was looking for at first, so he just observed the layout of this room, then walked to another room, until he opened a door. The dust in this room was thicker than outside.

It was pitch black in there, as if there were no windows. After he entered, the door was blown by the wind and made a sound, as if someone was waiting there, urging him to leave quickly.

He didn't leave immediately because there was no one here and it was not dangerous.

He took out his cell phone, turned on the flashlight, and looked around the room. Suddenly, he saw a big face stuck to the wall, staring at him motionlessly. He was startled.

With the help of the flashlight, I took a closer look and realized that it was not a human face, but something that looked like a human, but not completely.

At first glance it looks like a mask, but not really. It is so light and thin, and you can take it off and put it on your face. You can take it off and put it back on, and it seems to be solid.

I turned left and right in the park, looked at everything, but didn't think there was anything special, so I looked at something else and saw a cage hanging high up.

The cage was almost at the ceiling.

It is golden yellow, but the surface is covered with a layer of gray, so it looks a bit like khaki. In this dark environment, it looks like a mass of black if you don't look closely.

When the flashlight shone over there, that thing suddenly lit up, like a dying wild cat that was frightened by seeing a living person, but instinctively wanted to be rescued. It was indescribably complicated.

He leaned forward, trying to get a closer look at the object, but it was still a little far away because it was abnormally high.

He couldn't touch it with his hands because there was too much dust here. If he accidentally left traces, it would be troublesome to be discovered later or to cover it up. So he decided to forget it.

He could only stand here and watch, with his head tilted and his neck tilted.

Then he suddenly discovered that there was a bit of bronze on the surface of the thing, as if it was glowing with a faint green light, or as if it was covered with a layer of moss.

He took a step back, thinking that his vision was poor and he didn't see clearly. This time he stood still and looked again. He finally saw what was in the cage.

The cage is very similar in layout and color to the small temple on the roadside, almost identical, but upon closer inspection, it feels very strange, like a clumsy failed imitation, or perhaps the artist is mentally ill and has performed abnormally.

The things inside are similar to those in small temples on the roadside. They are all made to resemble humans, but not completely. At first glance, they are scary, but upon closer inspection, they do not seem to have the proportions that a living person should have.

Thinking of these things for a moment, I can't tell whether I am more afraid or confused.

Leyuan stared at this thing, the sound of the wind around him became louder and louder, and even his eyes became a little blurry.