Fatty Guo and I didn't want to be "insulted" by Huo Xinlan. After listening to her complacency for a while, we turned around and left, leaving her here to enjoy herself.
Outside, Cheng Yiyun has already arranged the defense of the entire Bible Printing Institute. We don’t have many people and cannot organize much defense. We can only arrange two defense circles at most. The layout of the Bible Printing Institute is not large, with a square courtyard building.
There are only two doors for entry and exit. Therefore, if we guard the two entrances and exits, the Light of the Dead Sea will not be able to enter for a while.
I saluted several Drabas and talked a lot, but none of them understood what they meant. Finally, Drakpa led me to the abbot's hall. "Draba" refers to ordinary monks in Tibetan, and specializes in lamas.
Refers to a guru with profound knowledge and practice, a monk with high moral standing and high qualifications.
Lama Dehuai, the abbot of the Sutra Printing Institute, is in the main hall. His eyes are slightly closed. His face is red and his beard and hair are gray. The four walls of the hall are decorated with thangkas decorated with colorful satin. On the east wall, there are piles of green Tara thangkas embroidered on one side, four in length and four in width.
Five feet long, it is embroidered with Tantric Buddha statues. The Tantric statues are painted in a strange and fierce style, like the Vajra statue.
"Good guy, Kun'er, this thangka is so beautiful!" Fatty Guo's eyes lit up when he saw the thangka.
"Looking at your rare and strange appearance, I can tell you that this thangka is as famous as the "Avalokitesvara Resting Picture" and is the most precious thangka in the world today."
"What picture of Guanyin?" Fatty Guo looked at me with confusion, "Is it valuable?"
"Tibi, "Avalokitesvara Resting Picture" is the best among pearl thangkas. There is only one in existence. It is six feet long and four feet wide. It is made of more than 20,000 pearls and more than 2,000 gems of various types. It is now preserved in Naidongchang.
Pearl Temple.”
"That must be worth a lot of money!"
“Priceless!”
I bowed and said, "Meet the Master."
Lama Dehuai remained motionless.
I bowed closer, bowed again, and said, "Greetings, Master."
Lama Dehuai turned a deaf ear and remained as calm as a statue.
I couldn't sit still, "This lama can still put on airs."
Who would have known that at this moment, several Drabas came in, and after trying to exchange a few words, they all suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, but there was still no movement from Lama Dehuai.
I suddenly realized that Lama Dehuai had passed away. Seeing that there was still blood on Dehuai’s face, he must have died not long ago.
"What happened? He passed away as soon as I came here?" Fatty Guo was speechless all the way.
"It can't be such a coincidence, it must be a fraud!"
"Who killed Lama Dehuai?"
Huo Xinlan immediately ordered people to inspect Lama Dehuai, but those Drabas refused to allow others to approach him. However, considering the situation at the scene, we still successfully found several sticks of Tibetan incense made of highly toxic substances in the main hall.
"It should be this thing. When it burns, it releases highly toxic gases that are lethal. The gases are colorless and smelly. Lama Dehuai inhaled a large amount of toxic gases while meditating in the hall for several hours. Fortunately,
We were not in the hall long enough to inhale a lethal amount of gas."
The next day, 12:30 noon.
Inpatient Department of Shenyang First People's Hospital.
The window of the ward here faces south, with some backlight. Outside the window is a locust tree six or seven stories high, with lush branches and leaves. The bright sunshine at noon cannot penetrate the shade of this forest tree, so the ward is somewhat shady.
There is a cluster of locust trees with dead branches and leaves. Maybe this cluster of trees is in the shade.
The sun is at the back and there is no photosynthesis, which seems very incongruous with the lush greenness of the whole tree. However, the dead branches grow wildly and side by side. They lean towards the window and stretch into the ward. At a glance, they look like a few withered old claws. .
Xu Qian inquired at the nurse station and then came to Ward 801.
There are two beds in the ward, numbered "Bed 114" and "Bed 115".
"Hello, are you Qin Ye?" Xu Qian asked the patient in bed 114, but the other party did not respond.
The patient in bed 114 was admitted to the hospital a month ago with advanced uremia. He is only 25 years old and a native of Shenyang. The nurse said that he seemed to be in good health. After he knew that he had uremia, he began to He was in a daze and had become much more haggard within seven days. He was leaning on the hospital bed and was so skinny that his joints were protruding, like a skeleton covered with a thin layer of skin. The skin all over his body was sallow, his cheek muscles were severely atrophied and sunken, and his cheekbones were prominent. , his eyelids shrank and his eyes bulged. He looked at the locust tree with dull eyes, and his mouth opened and closed weakly.
The patient in the next bed was an old man over sixty years old. He was a retired worker from the Shenliao Fertilizer Factory. The old man looked at Qin Ye, shook his head and sighed, saying: "Oh, it's such a shame to be so young..."
Xu Qian sat alone on the wooden chair next to "Bed 114". She was silent for a long time and found it difficult to ask questions.
Qin Ye has an extremely important task of knowing Jin Xi's whereabouts. Xu Qian came to visit the hospital this time to learn about the situation at No. 33 Shenliao Road through him.
A gust of wind blew the old locust tree rustling, and the branches and leaves swayed. Xu Qian, who was careful, got up and walked to the window and closed the window. The clusters of branches pressed against the window glass, making a harsh scraping sound, which sounded like rough fingernails. With glass.
"Qin Ye, cheer up. The doctor said your condition is very stable. Don't worry." Xu Qian tried to communicate with Qin Ye, "You know what happened at No. 33 Shenliao Road, right?"
No matter what Xu Qian said, Qin Ye still groaned at the window indifferently.
At this time, the old man in the next bed said earnestly: "It's very evil."
In the dull and depressing ward, Xu Qian was really shocked when the old man suddenly spoke so suddenly.
The old man's cloudy eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, the bags under his eyes were bulging on his wrinkled face, and he was trembling all over. He shook his head and said: "Our chemical plant is on Liaochen Road, not far from Community No. 33. Things have passed a lot. It’s been years, oh, why is it still like this..."
"The incident at No. 33 Shenliao Road happened three years ago. A girl used to live there at that time. It was because of her report that the incident became widely circulated," Xu Qian said.
"Hey, when you said that, I remembered that there really is such a woman."
Xu Qian moved her chair, sat beside the old man's bed, and asked softly: "Uncle, do you know about that girl? Can you tell me about it?"
The old man picked at his buttocks. He had been bedridden for a long time, and it was inevitable that he would get hot flashes and sores on his buttocks. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay not to talk about it. It's been so many years."
"Uncle, it's like this. This girl is very important to me, so please help me." After saying that, Xu Qian took out a bank card from her bag and put it on his bedside table, "Don't worry. I won’t let you waste your breath.”
The old man's eyes slowly moved toward the window, as if he was thinking about what happened ten years ago, and he slowly said: "I remember that No. 33 Shenliao Road was built in 1990."
Yes, it is an old residential complex, but when it was first built, only cadres were allocated the houses, so it was also called the cadre building."
"Many years have passed, and there have been no problems with this building. Later, I heard that an old lady died inside, and the house was rented to a young girl who came to study from out of town. Of course, the landlord did not say that it was a haunted house. "The old man recalled, "It seems that from that time on, something was wrong in the building, and there were rumors of something evil."
According to the old man, every midnight in that building, there would be sounds of crying, laughing and playing, which seemed to come from the top floor, but also seemed to be right outside the door of his home, erratic in the distance and near.
"That little girl was very courageous. She lived in this situation for a long time. The most outrageous thing was that the resident was clearly sleeping on the bed, but when she woke up the next morning, she found that she had slept on a cold bed. on the floor.”
"Did she never call the police?" Xu Qian asked.
"It's no use. She stayed there for three months. At first, the residents didn't think much about it. They all thought she fell asleep and rolled out of bed before sleeping on the floor. But later on, things became more and more weird. , it was said that a widow on the fourth floor woke up in the morning and found herself in her father-in-law’s bed, while her mother-in-law Mo Min was miraculously lying in the toilet.”
What happened at No. 33 Liaochen Road spread quickly, and people all thought that there was a ghost in that building. Until the girl decided to call the police, the ghost rumors spread in Shenyang, and the residents moved out one after another. .
"Girl, the girl you are looking for is not the same tenant back then, right?" the old man suddenly asked.
Of course Xu Qian would not nod and said with a smile: "That's not true. My friend moved away later. It was because of this incident that we lost contact."
Naturally, the old man did not doubt Xu Qian's words and continued: "Later I heard that the police also investigated, but I didn't expect that after only one night, the police withdrew in a panic as if they had been hit by a ghost. No one said anything about what happened. Be clear."
"What happened next?"
"Later on, nothing big happened. One night, a few beggars lived in the ghost building. But they were scared away the next day. I heard that a beggar died."
The old man recalled and sighed, "The building was not small, and there were other residential buildings around it. The government did not dare to blow up the building for fear of damaging the fish in the pond. So, more than ten years later, the lifeless ghost building still stands in Shenliao. road."
"Hasn't anyone moved in since then?"
"Yes, there are, but not many."
"Nothing happened?"
"I've never heard of that." The old man said, "The people who moved in later were all migrant workers from other places. Because it was haunted, the rent was surprisingly cheap, so they rented it, but I don't know who rented it to them. of."
According to the old man, these migrant workers did not live long, sometimes a few weeks, sometimes a few days, and they quickly moved out in fear.
Qin Ye and Jin Xi were originally neighbors. They rented a house together at No. 33. Because they were of the same age, they took care of each other in life. Qin Ye, a young man from the Northeast, was not afraid of anything and was not afraid of anything. Accompany Jin Xi.
I don't know when he started to have severe night sweats at night, and he felt a little exhausted during the day, so he went to see a doctor. After a checkup, it was found that he had uremia. Qin Ye couldn't bear this blow, and he was worried. In the past few days, he had become...
Chapter completed!