Chapter 050: Cemetery Bones (6)
Tao Xing did not leave.
He took out a grape from his pocket, which he had secretly taken before leaving today. He couldn't see anything in the dark cemetery, but he could feel a burning sensation in his palm. The grape turned into powder, like burning yellow paper, and scattered without a trace when blown.
As expected, the things inside cannot be taken out, and will turn into ashes after coming out.
After the experiment, he sat down near the grave.
His cell phone was out of battery and no one would disturb him anyway, so he decided to wait here for a while. Since he had dealt with ghosts here before, the quiet cemetery and cold tombstones were no longer scary.
It was too dark now and there was no light, so he had to wait until dawn to look at the name on the tombstone.
Helin said that the passage was next to his grave, so what it is leaning against now is Helin's grave.
I can go home first and come back in the morning, but the original owner seems to have a lot of things to do at home, and who knows how long it will take to finish them after I go back.
In the underground, close to him.
Helin walked down the stairs; the moonlight had dissipated and the passage was closed.
He walked to the edge of the rock and heard rustling sounds. He turned back and saw a figure flashing on the steps. He quickly took a few steps to catch up with the figure. His heart was relieved. He said to the little bone helplessly: "Xiaocai, don't run over here. When the cave entrance over there is closed, you can't go back."
Xiaocai wondered: "What if I can't go back?"
"This is the junction of the passages of the living and the dead. I don't know what will happen if I stay here, but I know that ghosts cannot stay in the human world for long."
Xiaocai seemed to understand: "But I heard the puppy barking, I want to go and see, Mr. He, did you hear it?"
He Lin shook his head: "No."
"but……"
"How can we hear the outside world?" He Lin said.
“That makes sense.”
"Go in quickly, the cave entrance is about to close."
Xiaocai responded and ran over quickly. He walked down the stairs in three or five steps and walked into the cave where faint light was floating.
Behind him, He Lin slowly raised his eyes from the dark steps, with crimson flames flickering in his eyes.
Tao Xing fell asleep leaning against the tombstone without realizing it. Just after dozing off for a while, he was suddenly awakened by some noise.
He sat up alertly, but heard some noise in the grass. There was something in the haystack!
He remained calm and looked intently.
The weeds shook and were pushed aside.
Tao Xing clenched his hands.
A claw poked out from the haystack.
Tao Xing swung his fist and went forward…but stopped suddenly halfway.
Although it was dark around, it was not pitch dark and he could still see some outlines of the scene. At this moment, he clenched his fists, blinked his eyes, and watched a little yellow dog jump out of the haystack.
I don’t know if the puppy hadn’t seen anyone for a long time, but it wagged its tail and whined as if it had seen a savior, and its paws gently touched Tao Xing’s shoes.
"Are you a stray dog?" Tao Xing stroked his chest and sat down again. "You scared me, but I don't have anything to eat for you now."
The puppy whimpered twice, then lay down beside him with its head hung, not moving anymore.
It didn't seem like it wanted to eat, it just wanted to snuggle up to someone. Tao Xing smiled, closed his eyes and continued to rest.
As the sky began to brighten, Tao Xing opened his eyes and first saw a little yellow dog lying at his feet. Its yellow curly hair was dirty, some of which had fallen off, and some of it was too long to cover its eyes. It was skinny and looked like a stray dog.
As soon as he moved, the puppy woke up. Its round eyes were exceptionally bright and it looked at him pitifully.
"You can come with me later." Tao Xing said, "But I have something to do now."
He turned and looked at the tombstone.
The tomb is overgrown with weeds and no one takes care of it. The tombstone is covered with dust. This tomb is at least twenty or thirty years old.
He wiped the dust.
After years of wind and rain, the color of the inscription had faded. He tried his best to recognize it and saw some familiar eyebrows and faint handwriting on the mottled photo.
Helin's real name is Lin Heqing.
It was quite a coincidence that the skeletons gave him a name based on the pattern on his clothes, and they guessed two of the three characters correctly.
Lin Heqing was born in 1972 and died in 1992 at the age of 20. It has been 32 years since his death.
I can't see any brief biography, nor do I know who erected the tombstone. Maybe it wasn't written in the first place.
He has been dead for more than 30 years. His family may have moved away, or have forgotten him, or perhaps... they are no longer here. In any case, no one has come to visit his grave for a long time.
Tao Xing gently stroked the tombstone, wiped the dust off, cleared the weeds in front of the grave, and then got up and went to another place.
Before leaving, I looked back to the side. The sun was shining brightly, the view was clear, the ground was flat, there was no sign of change, and I still couldn't see the hole I fell into.
He looked at the tombstones one by one. Some were like this, with the words on the photos blurred and unclear, while others were still relatively new, and occasionally there were bouquets of flowers on them.
There were no familiar faces in this row. He walked to the intersection and looked up to see a wreath placed beside a grave in front of him.
This almost abandoned cemetery has few visitors visiting the graves, so the wreaths are particularly eye-catching.
That should be someone who just died.
Could it be the one who went down yesterday?
He walked over and saw that the newly dead were basically arranged to go to the new cemetery, and those who came here probably had their families not paid much attention to them or had limited conditions.
There were three or five wreaths beside the brand new grave, and a thin face in the photo. Last night, the bones were basking in the moonlight. He passed by and saw the new ghost. It was him.
The tombstone was erected by his grandfather, with the year of death and age, and a simple introduction.
Looking around, this is the only new grave in the entire cemetery.
After walking a few rows, we found the old man's tombstone on the east side. It was also a bit old. The old man's surname was Wu. He died in 1994, and it has been 30 years since then. He was 85 years old. His children erected the tombstone. Looking at the tombstone and the plants in front of the grave, his family would occasionally come to visit.
The headless skeleton you see in the north was born in 1981 and died in 2000. He was only 19 years old. He was younger than Helin when he died. His parents erected a tombstone. The tombstone is very clean, with dried flowers in front. People often come to visit.
The girl I saw in the south died in 1998 at the age of 25. Her tombstone was erected by her husband. It is clean and free of weeds, and people often visit her.
Then we went to the west and found the child. The grave was new but covered with thick dust.
Tao Xing wiped the dust clean. The child died in 2020. Only four years had passed, and it seemed that no one came to visit during those four years.
He was only 6 years old when he died of illness. Tao Xing thought about it and realized that it was no wonder. His body was wearing blue and white striped clothes, which were hospital gowns.
However, unexpectedly, the child's name was Zixuan.
"It's not Xiaocai." Tao Xing was surprised, "There's no word 'cai' in the name."
In fact, the new ghost who went down yesterday had already forgotten who he was, so Xiaocai shouldn't remember either. He had previously thought that Xiaocai had died not long ago and still had vague memories, but this guess was proven wrong yesterday.
The person who erected the monument is... from an orphanage, he might be an orphan.
Tao Xing sighed.
They all said that they didn't want to know their life stories and didn't want to remember who they were before they died. Although Tao Xing looked at them one by one, he would not tell them.
The puppy was spinning around under his feet. Tao Xing looked at it and smiled faintly: "Let's go."
When he reached the gate of the cemetery and looked back, Tao Xing discovered that Helin's tomb was right in the middle of the garden.
According to Feng Shui, that place is where negative energy gathers. Could it be that the passage is next to his grave?
There was still no one in the security booth near the gate, the computer was still on, and the only two or three remaining surveillance cameras were shining on the wasteland.
He just started to walk away, but he heard a slight shout from behind the pavilion.
He frowned and walked to the back of the pavilion, where he saw a person squatting there, holding his head in his hands and trembling.
The man looked familiar, so he reached out and patted him. The man was startled and fell backwards.
Tao Xing saw clearly that it was the driver who abandoned him and ran away.
He pouted: "Hey, why are you still here?"
The driver raised his eyes: "It's you!" Then he said in horror, "I'm trapped in a maze. I can't get out. It's been three days. No matter how I try, I can't get out. I can't get through on the phone. The car circles the gate of the cemetery again and again. I have to get off to take a look, but once I step in, I can't get out. The gate has disappeared, and you can't get out either, right? I'm starving to death..."
Tao Xing raised an eyebrow and looked forward: "What gate disappeared, isn't it?"
The driver turned around and looked at the gate in disbelief, his eyes full of confusion: "It's impossible, I've been here for three days, it's impossible..."
"Let's go." Tao Xing stepped out.
"Wait for me." The driver followed him with lingering fear. "It must be a ghost wall. The ghost won't let us go. But why didn't I run into you? Where have you been these three days?"
Tao Xing glanced at him unhappily and said, "What ghost wall? I didn't see it. I just went to stay at a friend's house for a few days."
"Ah?" The driver was shocked. "Does your friend live nearby..."
Tao Xing didn't answer and walked out the door.
080 saw that the driver was still shaking, and felt happy: "Whether it's a ghost wall or not, he left the host here in the middle of the night, and he didn't even leave. It can be regarded as a lesson."
Tao Xing raised his eyebrows and smiled, picked up the puppy and walked forward.
It was early in the morning and there were no cars in this place. He didn't want to take the driver's car again. Anyway, it was a sunny day and the roadsides in the suburbs were lush with flowers and leaves. It would be nice to take it as a morning run.
After running a few steps, 080 suddenly said, "Host, look, what's on your head?"
Tao Xing raised her eyes and saw a small pink cloud hanging about two feet above her head. It was soft and fluffy, and as big as a pillow.
I reached out to touch it, but there was nothing. It was just like brushing against damp vapor, and my skin felt a cool sensation.
He looked at the pink cloud curiously. When he moved, the cloud moved. When he stopped, the cloud stopped, as if it was determined to follow him.
Tao Xing thought about it and smiled knowingly: "Helin, is that you?"
The mist in the clouds was flowing and floating, and two words appeared: "It's me"
The handwriting is also pink, slightly darker than the color of the clouds.
"So this is what you were keeping in suspense."
The handwriting in the cloud changes: [I really can't bear to be separated from you for a month, so I leave a trace of my soul here with you, so I can contact you at any time. I act on my own initiative, and I hope you don't blame me.]
"How could that be? I'm very happy." Tao Xing said, and after a pause, he smiled again, "Can't bear to leave?"
The words written by Yun Duo disappeared and He Lin did not reply.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Tao Xing walked forward, "Can you see me?"
[I can't see you, I can only hear you talking.]
"Can you hear the voice next to me?"
[I can hear you running.] The handwriting says, [Are you not home yet?]
"No, we're almost home." Tao Xing touched the puppy in her arms, "I have to go to the veterinary hospital first."
We talked while walking, and whatever we talked about was interesting, and the journey didn't feel long.
There are basically no people on the road, otherwise if you see someone talking to himself and looking up from time to time, you would probably think he is mentally ill.
Others can’t see the cloud above your head. Fortunately, they can’t see it, because it would be very troublesome if they could see it.
On the way, he passed by a pet hospital and borrowed a charger to charge his phone. He washed the puppy, trimmed its hair, fed it, vaccinated it, and then went to apply for a dog-keeping license. He was not good at naming, and the puppy was yellow, so he called it Xiao Huang.
After being tidied up, Xiao Huang becomes a very beautiful lion dog and very well-behaved.
There were many calls and messages on his phone, all from his brother Tao Chi, who was blaming him for running away from his marriage. He was too lazy to read them carefully. There were also other messages, but the original owner's family affairs had not been sorted out yet, so he did not respond for the time being.
After a busy morning, it was already afternoon when I returned to the old street according to the address on my ID card.
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