Daomu Biji

I bought several video recorders in Jilin. I sent them back and left them at home. I did n’t want Aning to know my actual address—although she might have known it already—so Wang Meng was sent to my house to pick it up. The inner hall is well connected, and we are playing the new tape on the small TV.

The tape was black and white as before, and after the snowflakes, an inner hall of an old-fashioned house appeared.I just felt a little shocked in my heart, and then I found out that the layout of the house was not what we looked at in Jilin. Obviously, it was a new place. The space was much larger and the decoration was different. I do n’t know. Where is it again.

At the time in Jilin, after reading the two tapes with Sanshu, the back was full of snowflakes. After reading it many times, I didn't find any clues. At this time, there were new tapes. I thought there might be clues in it, but I can be cautious. Click to read it again.

Wang Meng brewed tea for a few people, and the fat man lay on my recliner without a word. I had to sit aside, and then sent Wang Meng to go outside to see the shop, while trying to stay as far away as possible from Aning.But at this time, Aning also became serious, expressionless, and completely the same as the playfulness just now.

The inner hall is very dark, with mottled light coming in on one side, and looking at the light transmission, it is a bit like the wood window in the old house in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but the black and white is also not clear, you can see, at this time There was no one in the inner hall.

The fat man winked at me and asked me if the contents of the videotape that the oil bottle gave me were the same.I shook my head slightly to say no, and he showed an unexpected expression, turning my head to look carefully.

However, for about fifteen minutes later, the picture has not changed, but occasionally shaking a snowflake, let us jump in our hearts.

I had experience, and I could bear it. The fat man couldn't hold his breath and turned to Aning: "I said Miss Ning, did you take the wrong strap?"

Aning ignored him and just looked at me.I was holding my breath, because I knew that this tape should also be a surveillance tape. It is normal to have a picture of no one in the hall. Since Aning wants to put this tape, it will inevitably be unusual after a while Of events.

Seeing that I did n’t speak with Aning, the fat man also made a boring conversation. He took a sip of tea and wanted to go out. I pressed him and told him not to go away. He just sat down, scratching and scratching, seemingly extreme Impatient.

I was a little bit dark in my heart, and it was not easy to attack. I had to calm down and continue to look down. Looking at the inner hall above, I was a little impatient. I really wanted to move forward with fast forward.

At this moment, Aning suddenly straightened himself and made a gesture. The fat man and I immediately straightened up and looked at the screen carefully.

On the screen, a gray shadow appeared in the inner hall, which was moving out of the darkness, the movement was very strange, and it walked very slowly, as if drunk.

I swallowed, and there were a few guesses in my heart, but I didn't know if it was right, and I was nervous at this time.

Soon, the white shadow became apparent, and when he moved to the window, he realized why the man's movement was so strange, because he was not walking, but crawling on the ground.

The man didn't know whether it was a man or a woman, only that he was unkempt and wore clothes like a mortuary, crawling slowly and hard on the ground.

What makes me feel strange is that, looking at his crawling posture, it's very weird. Either the person has a disability or the person has been extremely abused.I saw a piece of news. In some remote rural areas, some villagers put their wives with mental problems in the cellar. When the wife was released, they could no longer walk. They could only walk on squats. This is what I feel.

We didn't say anything, watching him climb across the screen and disappear silently on the other side.Then, in front of us, a still and quiet inner hall was restored.

The whole process took a little more than seven minutes. What makes people more crazy is that there is no sound. It is very uncomfortable to watch such a person crawl over silently.

Aning pressed the remote control, turned the tape over again, and then put it back again, then stopped and said to us: "You don't have to look at the back, the problem is here."

"What the hell does that mean?" The fat man puzzled his head and asked me, "comrade innocent, who is this man?"

"How do I know!" I said dejectedly, I thought I would see Huo Ling appear again, but I didn't expect it to be. This made me more puzzled. Looking at that look, if it was indeed something sent by the same person, The video tape should have been recorded by Huo Ling. Could it be that Huo Ling was too old to stand up in this video?

The fat man asked Aning again, what the hell was going on, what was this shot?

"What do you think you saw?" Aning asked us.

"It's still a question, isn't this a person, crawling on the floor of a house?" Fatty said.

Aning ignored him and looked at me deeply, and asked, "What do you say?" It seemed to want to see something from me.

I looked at Aning's expression and wondered: "Isn't it?"

She narrowed her eyes a bit puzzled and unexpectedly: "You ... don't have any other special feeling?"

Inexplicably, I glanced at the fat man, and the fat man stared at the videotape, where he made a "hmm" voice and shook his head: "No."

Aning stared at me for a long time before sighing, "Well, then let's watch the second volume, I hope you can be mentally prepared."

Speaking of the second volume of tape, I also put it in. This time, Anin did n’t let us look at it from the beginning, but started to fast-forward the tape. Until fifteen minutes later, she looked at me and said, "You ... the most Take a deep breath. "

I was really a little flustered to her, and the fat man was impatient. He said, "Is it not good to look down on people? You do n’t want to inquire, we comrade Xiao Wu ran on the scene and went over the snowy mountains. Hai, I do n’t believe there ’s anything else that can scare him. Do n’t stir up your little woman ’s emotions here, Xiao Wu, you ’re saying something, is n’t it?

I don't care about him, let Aning get started. In the inner room of my shop, I don't believe where I can be afraid.

Aning glared at the fat man, and the video began to play again. The scene was still in the inner hall, but the camera's lens seemed to shake a little, as if someone was adjusting it.After shaking for two minutes, the camera was straightened, and then a face came up from under the camera.

At first, the focus was not good and it was too close to see clearly, but I already saw that the person was not Huo Ling.Then, the man's face moved back, and a man in a gray gown appeared on the camera. He was shaking and sitting on the ground, with his hair disheveled, but I saw his face after a few turns .

At the same time, the fat man yelled in surprise and turned his head to look at me, and I suddenly felt a chill from my spine straight up to the forehead, and opened his mouth wide, almost suffocating.

On the screen, the face of the man who turned around and looked like a lunatic was very familiar, and it took me a few seconds to recognize it-it was myself!

Chapter 4 Complete Chaos

The three of us were quiet for more than ten minutes, and there was silence. During this time, the fat man kept looking at me, but nobody said anything.

The TV screen paused for Aning. On the black and white screen, the face that was extremely familiar, the unkempt face, the face I would see every day-my own face, made me feel for the first time So horrible and strange that I dare not look at it.

It took a long time before Aning spoke out, and she whispered: "This is why I must come to you."

I don't speak, and I don't know how to say it. My brain is blank and I don't know how to react.

The fat man opened his mouth and made a few unspeakable sounds before the words spit out: "Xiao Wu, is this person you?"

I shook my head, feeling dizzy for a while, and my brain couldn't think at all. I squeezed my nose hard and waved at them so that they wouldn't ask me and let me calm down first.

They really didn't speak. I really took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down my mind before asking Aning: "Where did it come from?"

"From the record, it should be sent from Golmud in Qinghai."

I took a deep breath, and it really came from the same place. Looking at the age of the tape, it was the same as the two sets of Huo Ling, and it would not be very close to the present.What should these two sets have to do with the two sets I received.It can be ruled out that two things are not separate.

But I have absolutely no experience wearing that kind of clothes and crawling in an old house. This is really incredible. I can hardly believe that the person on the screen is me.I felt it was a conspiracy for a while.

"Any other clues besides this?" I asked her again.She shook her head, "The only clue is you, so I came to you."

I picked up the remote control, fell back, and looked at the process again. The remote control was squeezed by me and made a "pop" sound.When I saw the close-up at that moment, although I was mentally prepared, my heart sank suddenly.

Although the black and white screen is blurry, the people inside are definitely not wrong with me.

The fat man also wanted to ask, stop Aning, she went out and said something to Wang Meng, the latter responded, and soon returned with a bottle of wine, Aning poured my tea and poured me a cup liqueur.

I gratefully bitterly, took it, took a sip, filled the trachea with a spicy taste, and immediately coughed. The fat man on the side whispered to me: "Come on, don't worry, don't worry It ’s hard to explain. Are you sure that this person is really not you? ”

I shook my head: "This person is definitely not me."

"Then do you have any brothers that look like you?" The fat man grinned and asked me, "Will your dad not have that--"

I feel funny myself, is this not the plot in some martial arts novels?How could it happen in reality, shook his head bitterly and took a sip.

Aning looked at me for a long time before saying to me: "If it were not for you, could you explain what happened?"

I thought you asked me who I asked, and I was so confused that I didn't want to answer her. The matter was completely out of the scope of my understanding, and I couldn't think rationally for a while.The main thing is that while I can't touch my head, there is a strange feeling in my heart at the same time, but I can't catch any thread of this feeling.This is driving me crazy.

The fat man on the other side said: "Since it is not, then this person may only be wearing a mask that looks like you ... It seems that some people are very satisfied with your appearance. You should be relieved. Do you think someone will take it? This tape is playing for you? "

I scolded, the human skin mask, which is a good explanation, but the so-called human skin mask is easy to pretend to be another person, but it is quite difficult to pretend to be a specific person, it can be said that it is almost not possible.If someone wants to make a human skin mask that I look like, they must be very familiar with the structure of my face, and understand my various expressions, otherwise even if the mask is made, as long as the wearer smiles or has a mouth, it will immediately Will reveal.

There must be something hidden in the picture in this videotape.Even if someone is really wearing my face mask, there will be a lot of questions: For example, who is this person?Where did he know my appearance?What has he done with my "face"?How did it appear in the video?Where is the place in the video?When was it filmed?What's the connection with Huo Ling's videotape?

Things are not that simple.

I even have the illusion that my heart is not wearing a human skin mask, I am wearing a human skin mask?

I touched my face. I even wanted to see if I was Wu Xie. However, it hurt when I squeezed it. Obviously my face was real and I laughed.

Huo Ling's videotapes, as well as videotapes with "I", were sent to Aning and me in the name of Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie, respectively. Such actions must have meaning.All the unbelievable thoughts suddenly enveloped me again. The kind of obsession that I finally got rid of, the truth behind the lies of the third uncle, suddenly popped out of my heart.

In the evening, it was still outside the building. I invited fat people to dinner, or the table at noon.

I remained silent all afternoon. Aning could not wait any longer, so he left a phone number and address and went back to his hotel.If I have any ideas, let her know and she will come back tomorrow.

I estimate that in one night, I wouldn't have any idea, and just responded a few times, and sent her away.The fat man originally planned to go back tonight, but he was also interested in this matter, and was prepared to stay a few days to see the development of the matter.The place where he lived was arranged by me, and he didn't eat much at noon, so he stayed and continued to eat my cheap meal.

The waiter watched me and the fat man coming again, but the woman was not there. I might have thought that we were sold, and my face was always weird.If I usually want to make her joke, but now I am really in a mood.

When Aning had just left, the fat man asked me, "Xiao Wu, that lady is gone. What the hell is going on, can you tell me?"

I smiled bitterly at him, saying that I really did not know, not because Aning was there.

The fat man didn't believe it. In his view, my third uncle was a big dishonesty. I was at least a little fox. The person in the videotape must be me. I must have no troubles to say.

I really don't want to explain, he took a vicious oath, and he was barely convinced.At this time, the food came up, the fat man took a sip of wine, and asked me again: "I said Xiao Wu, I don't think it's easy. You didn't speak in an afternoon. What did you think of? You mustn't hide the fat man. "

I shook my head and frowned, and said to him: "I really didn't think of anything. How could I understand this matter? I don't even know where to start. I don't even know what he fucks, the only thing I can think of now, Who sent the tape? "

In the afternoon, I thought about it for a long time, and I was very concerned about it. First, judging from the content on the tape, "I", like Huo Ling, also knew the existence of the camera. Obviously, "I" did not resist that thing.

Second, Huo Ling's tape was obviously shot very early. It should have been taken in the 1990s. If the two tapes were taken in the same era, the "I" in Aning's tape should also be life In the 90s.At that time, I clearly remembered that I was still in middle school, not to mention that there was no memory of filming, even if the appearance was very different.I'm a conspiracy theorist, but if my childhood is also fake, how can I explain the photos from my childhood to large?How do my classmates and friends explain?

Now it seems that I can't figure out the most, who sent this tape to Aning, and what is his purpose.Does he just want to scare me?It is very unlikely.

The fat man patted me, it was comforting, and he said to himself: "Is it impersonating you to send something to Aning, will it be that little brother?"

I sighed and said that no one knows this. Thinking of Anin's explanation of the package signature, I have a question in my heart. If Aning's package was sent under a pseudonym, would these two tapes I have The pseudonym used?Using Zhang Qiling's signature is also for the strap to reach my hand?The person who sent the tape was not him but someone else?

After all, I feel that he really has no reason to send this kind of thing over.The video tape is really out of place with him.

But who is he?The content is related to the people of Xisha, is it one of the people of Xisha?What is their purpose?

I asked the fat man: "Oh, fat man, your mind is different from others, you help me think about it, it may depend on your intuition."

"Intuition?" The fat man scratched his head. "Aren't you fucking embarrassing me? Fatty, I haven't even had the illusion. What intuition will I have."

I mean to say that it is a bit unreliable for the fat man to think about this. After all, he is not very familiar with the oil bottle, and he does not know anything about Xisha, at least not as familiar as I am.

Speaking of stuffy oil bottles, do I know this person?I pondered while drinking a sip of wine.

The dull oil bottle gives me the overall feeling that this person is not like a person, he is more like a very simple symbol.In my mind, except for the few times he saved me, it seemed that at other times, he was sleeping.Even, I have no clue to infer his character.

If you are an ordinary person, you can always judge the character of the person from the tone of his speech, or some small actions, but he is pitiful, and there are no small actions. It is simply a little redundant thing. As long as he moves, something must happen, which is why everyone's head starts sweating as his face changes several times.

After thinking for a while, I said to the fat man again: "Then you don't need to be intuition, you just talk about how do you feel about this matter, what's wrong? Even if it's good, give some support."

The fat man sighed and said to me: "His mother, you really embarrass our proletariat, I don't think it's there, but there is really something wrong. When you just said, I noticed a detail, I wonder if you have paid attention? "

"What details?" I asked him.

"Don't you say that the videotape that the younger brother sent you has two discs? One of them has the woman combing her hair, the other is blank, and there is nothing."

I nodded, indeed.

The fat man said: "This fucking girl is wrong. If it's blank, what did he send you? Isn't that unreasonable? Why didn't he send the first set directly, why bother to make up two sets?"

I sighed. I had considered this problem at the beginning, but because the whole thing was so incredible, I did n’t have the energy to think about these small unreasonable places. At that time, I felt that the other party had no intention. , But I do n’t know his intentions.

The fat man shook his head when he heard it, and said: "If you think about it like this, then it is too clueless. We live in the real world. This is not a suspense novel. There should be no such thing as a headless brain. I think we might think things a little too complicated. Maybe the other party sent this video for a very simple reason. "

I was a little bit resistant to thinking in my head, and if I didn't want to think about it, let him talk about his thoughts.

The fat man said: "It's not an idea, it just feels that the way you think about the problem is wrong. It seems to be confusing. Let's just think about it. The other party sent you two plates of tape. , That is to say, one of the plates can be sent completely without the other party sending it, right? "

I nodded, the fat man said, "That's not it, this is normal in this matter, because the person who sent the strap makes people feel incredible, we think that he might have something to do with anything. But his mother, If you do n’t think so, suppose that the kid who sent something is an ordinary person. Do you think ordinary people will do this in this case? I do n’t think so. If I send you a tape, why should I take another one? Send it in blank? Isn't that something wrong? I think there must be an article here. If you think about it again, does it make sense? "

I nodded, the fat man will always surprise people. Indeed, I did not expect this problem to be so deep. I leaned on the chair, thinking of the fat man, and fell into contemplation.

Under what circumstances would an ordinary person send things in this way?What is the purpose of such a combination of a video tape with content and a video tape with no content?

Do n’t complicate the problem. I admonish myself and think about it intuitively. When I borrowed a videotape, when would I do this kind of thing?

When I thought about something that happened before, I felt a jump in my heart, and I felt as if I had done the same thing for a while.

The fat man on the side was eating Dongpo meat, and looking at me, he asked, "Why? What did you think of?"

I tilted my head and told him not to speak. I tasted what I had just thought, and thought about it. The previous memories appeared. I groaned and suddenly realized what was going on, and stood suddenly He got up and said to the fat man: "I fucking, it's so simple! Don't eat it! Let's go back immediately!" Then he ran out.

The fat man ate half of the meat and almost spouted out, yelling: "Don't eat it? Didn't eat it at noon! Did you treat your mother like this?"

I was anxious to go back and verify my idea, and turned back to him and said, "Then come back after eating."

The fat man turned around in the same place, but I could n’t help it, so he came over and yelled to the waiter: "This table is not allowed to be received! Fat man, I have to eat when I come back, and his mother's treats me If there are fewer roots and green onions, I will remove your signboards! "