The two old men looked at Chi Shen with strange eyes instantly, but they didn't say anything. They just asked Chi Shen to go through the process and go back to make a record. Chi Shen was already very familiar with this, and he didn't even need the guidance of the staff. He filled in the form and left.
Xu Jiayuan happened to be there tonight, and when he saw Chi Shen coming out, he offered to drive him home. It was difficult to get a taxi this late at night.
Maybe it was because he stayed up all night, but Xu Jiayuan looked very tired, with puffy eyes and a yellowish complexion. Seeing him like this, Chi Shen didn't dare to let him drive: "It's okay, I'll take a taxi to take you home."
Without waiting for Xu Jiayuan to react, Chi Shen had already picked up his phone. A hand reached out from the shadow behind him and ordered a taxi.
"No, I can still..."
Before he could finish his words, a pitch-black car had stopped in front of the Special Security Bureau, and a head with red thread sewn on its neck cautiously popped out from the car window.
"Get in the car." Chi Shen pushed Xu Jiayuan's shoulder. Xu Jiayuan didn't refuse. He didn't even look at the driver and got in the car.
The driver looked at the Special Security Office sign with fear and drove away very quickly.
"I won't accept orders from here in the future." Although the driver said his own order requirements, his tone was full of negotiation and caution.
Chi Shen: "Then I will pay attention next time."
The driver nodded, and when he nodded, he subconsciously supported his head, as if he was afraid that his head would fall off. But he soon realized that his head was sewn to his neck and would not fall off! So he started to smile foolishly again, and drove while smiling foolishly.
It was very cold inside the car, but Xu Jiayuan seemed unaware of it. Even when Chi Shen was talking to the driver, Xu Jiayuan seemed distracted. Seeing him like this, Chi Shen asked the driver to take Xu Jiayuan back first.
When they arrived at the place, Xu Jiayuan got out of the car. After opening the door, he turned back and looked very sad: "Brother Yuan is dead. He died in his own parking lot. His internal organs were eaten by ghosts."
Chi Shen's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he nodded.
"You should be careful when you go home. There have been more than one incident in the past few days," Xu Jiayuan said. "Don't talk to people you don't know."
"Thank you, I understand. I will be careful." Chi Shen said.
Seeing that Chi Shen had listened, Xu Jiayuan closed the car door and watched Chi Shen leave.
When Chi Shen returned home, it was already two or three o'clock. As soon as he entered the house, he saw ghosts all over the house looking at him with concern. He smiled and comforted them, then went to wash up and go to bed.
Returning to the bedroom, looking at Ji Xingchen No. 2 hanging on the wall, he squatted down and pinched Ji Xingchen's face. Receiving Ji Xingchen's speechless expression, he fell asleep contentedly.
The next few days were peaceful. Chi Shen knew that the Special Security Bureau seemed to be busy with something, but what did this have to do with him as an ordinary worker? So he still had to go to work and eat. He would occasionally ask Xu Jiayuan about the investigation of Yuan Yiping's case. In this regard, the Special Security Bureau was more professional.
Xu Jiayuan said that there was some clue, but the details could not be disclosed. He asked Chi Shen to go to work with peace of mind, be careful on the road, and not to come home too late.
It was at this time that the electronic version of the Zhong family ancient books promised by Zhong Jingsong arrived. He said that it took some time to sort them out, so they were sent late.
Chi Shen took a look and found that it was a directly scanned ancient book. Everything was kept in its original appearance, even the annotations. It was not a retyped version.
This version was written in classical Chinese without punctuation, which was quite difficult to read. However, most of the stories in it were about supernatural powers, so Chi Shen just read it casually as if it were a novel. If he didn't understand something, he would ask Bai Wan, who dutifully acted as a translator.
So on weekends, this scene appeared in Chi Shen's house: a handsome young man was lying on a recliner, reading a book with a tablet computer, surrounded by blooming chrysanthemums and a dry plum tree. Next to the young man, a woman in a red wedding dress was sitting, talking to the young man with her head down. On the other side, there was a low table with happy water and beef jerky, as well as a laptop. A pair of hands stretched out from the shadow of the young man, tapping the keyboard rhythmically.
This laptop was bought at Ji Xingchen's request, and what Ji Xingchen is doing now... he is looking at the financial reports of some big companies.
Or to put it another way, he is helping Chi Shen manage his finances.
When it comes to financial management, Chi Shen only knows about putting his money in the bank and buying funds. He never made any money, so he gave up and felt that banks were still more reliable. Now he has Ji Xingchen... He believes that Ji Xingchen can turn his money into more money!
Chi Shen read for an entire afternoon but still didn't finish reading the ancient book of the Zhong family. However, he still made a summary. In general, the book told several stories, all of which were about the stories of the old ancestors of the Zhong family exorcising ghosts.
The structures of these stories are similar. They start by describing a supernatural event somewhere, and the Zhong family goes to check it out, discovering it is a ghost. Then they introduce the ghost's life, why it turned into an evil ghost, and why it disturbs people. Finally, they record the solution, which is mostly rituals to help the ghost's soul to be reborn. However, there are some ghosts that are so pitiful that the Zhong family chooses to help them fulfill their wishes.
Chi Shen couldn't help but think of the salvation array he had seen and the white door floating in the air.
If he hadn't pulled him back, Ji Xingchen might have flown into the door.
Does salvation mean letting the ghost enter that door?
Since that night, Chi Shen had some guesses. The death game he went to, which was full of evil spirits, might be the real hell.
This guess still needs to be verified, but he doesn't know how to open the door, so he can only talk about it later.
While he was thinking, Ji Xingchen suddenly turned the laptop towards Chi Shen. Half of his body emerged from Chi Shen's shadow and said, "I found something in the county annals."
Chi Shen put down the tablet and looked over: "What?"
"In the late Qing Dynasty, there was an honest and diligent county magistrate in Gangcheng. He worked diligently all his life, but he died while investigating a zombie murder case. The county annals recorded that when he arrived at the county government office, the bodies of zombies were scattered on the ground. The county magistrate's face was blue and black, but he was not dead yet. He ordered that his coffin must be nailed shut after his death. He also said that he had worked hard all his life and now he could finally rest. He hoped that there would not be too many people to disturb him during the funeral."
Ghost Face was bathing in the happy water. He popped his head out and spit out a few bubbles when he heard this. He said, "I understand. This is to prevent himself from turning into a zombie after death and crawling up to bite people. If he is nailed to death, he can't get out. What a good official. I am so touched."
"Probably not," Chi Shen looked at the text on the computer screen. "It says here that he was not dead at first, and his family used glutinous rice to bathe him to relieve his corpse poison. But he started to act like a spoiled child, saying that death is death no matter how early or late, so why can't he just die? He can rest after death, so he used all the folk remedies his family found. His attitude was very negative. It dragged on for half a month, and he finally convinced his family to give up treatment and died."
The ghost face paused for a moment and said, "Yeah, who wants to go to work?"
"Is this Mr. Zombie our neighbor?" Bai Wan suddenly asked.
"It should be," Ji Xingchen said, "but he also said something on it, which is very strange."
"What?" Guilian turned over and got out of the happy water, looking at the computer screen.
"He said that after he dies, the King of Hell will judge his merits and demerits, so his family doesn't have to worry. Judging from the fact that he knows how to deal with zombies, he is not an ordinary person who knows nothing." Ji Xingchen said, "He said that there is a King of Hell who can judge right from wrong and merit from demerits."
Chi Shen also looked at the ancient book of the Zhong family in his hand. He said, "Most of my stories also mention that there is a god who can judge the sins of the dead, but I haven't seen any god."
Ji Xingchen pushed his glasses and said, "So there is no strict and fair King of Hell in hell now, but there is such a person in countless legends. Is this the imagination of the ancients, or... there really was such a person in the past?"
Chi Shen put down the tablet, lay back on the recliner, and looked at the sky with his eyes open.
Ghost Face looked puzzled: "What King of Hell? How do you know there is no King of Hell?"
No one paid any attention to him. After a moment, Chi Shen made a decision: "Go back and take a look."
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