Perhaps it was because for a long time, no one believed what he said, even his own family members, which made Uncle Meng a little frustrated. He was so angry that he didn't bother to explain too much to others, so he kept sulking silently to himself. When I told him that I believed him, very sincerely, he started to look excited, then quickly returned to his skeptical look.
Uncle Meng said to me, young man, are you comforting me? For so long, no one has believed what I said. I also smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Meng. It's a coincidence that this happened. I was just here to help Meng Dongxue take care of you for a while, but I didn't expect that you would be involved in a ghost incident." To tell you the truth, I myself eat this bowl of rice.
After saying that, I opened my canvas satchel, took out the things inside such as charms, tokens, wooden figures, Bagua mirror, etc., showed them to him, and then told him, now you should believe it, I am in this industry. , so I believe everything you said, and I believe it very much, because I know you are not lying. As soon as I heard what my aunt told me just now, I knew that you must have hit a ghost.
Uncle Meng's expression became joyful again. It is estimated that today is probably the happiest time for him in these days. It sounds ironic that this happiness is brought by me, a stranger who is visiting for the first time.
Uncle Meng said, oh boy, you are willing to believe me, I am so happy. But it's useless to be happy now. My job will eventually be eliminated because of this. "Zhutuo" means "lost" in the dialect of eastern Sichuan. So I said to Uncle Meng, work is another matter. Now that I know your story today, I will give you an accurate answer. I will help you investigate the incident where you hit a ghost on the railway. You have concluded in your heart, even if others don't believe you, so what? We live our own lives, how can we let other people's words influence our lives. If people don't believe it, just let them not believe it. You will feel at ease and your knot will be resolved. I have lived up to Meng Dongxue's instructions.
So I asked Uncle Meng some information, which was basically the same as what my aunt told me before. It's just that if I want to conduct an investigation, firstly, I won't be able to take care of Uncle Meng at home. Secondly, he told me that because management has become more and more standardized in recent years, the section of track where I hit the ghost is already approaching the station. The location is surrounded by barbed wire. If you want to get in, it may not be easy. You need to take a long detour and then go back to the railway. Moreover, there will be more staff in that place, and if people see strangers on the railway tracks, they will stop them.
I thought about it and asked him, how many employees are there in your unit, and how many people are patrolling this railway? Uncle Meng said that there are actually a lot of people, about a dozen people in each shift, and everyone is responsible for one section. In addition to my own resignation, his position has been replaced by other workers. If I wanted to go around the road where the incident occurred, I would have to meet at least four or five of his workers along the way.
I asked again, are they on duty up there day and night? Uncle Meng shook his head and said that there would be more people during the day, but at night because there were fewer trains, there would be fewer patrols, but there would always be people. I said that's fine, I can pretend to be a railway worker, pack it tightly and try not to interact with people, so I won't be discovered late at night.
Uncle Meng offered to investigate with me. He seemed to be full of curiosity and curiosity about my investigation. But I stopped him. Although I knew in my heart that his illness was just a trigger, if he encountered it again, it would inevitably make his anxiety worse. Let me, a professional, do this kind of thing.
Looking at the time, it was already past 9pm. It was completely dark by this time, but people were not sleeping yet. Since I didn't know where the incident happened, I asked Uncle Meng to draw a simple map for me and asked him to tell me if there was any reference nearby that could be easier to judge when I encountered a ghost.
He told me that just walking from the No. 9 road pile to the No. 10 road pile, the location of the first indicator light and turnout is. My back was facing the direction of the factory. Behind the railroad tracks on the opposite side was a large area of dense artificial forest. There is no other reference. I simply drew on the paper based on my feeling, and then asked Uncle Meng if it was right. He revised a few more strokes based on memory, and then handed it to me, saying that it was correct this time.
The time is right now, and I have a good grasp of the location. All that's left is how to deceive the patrolling railway workers. So I asked Uncle Meng if he still had any work clothes at home? I need to borrow it and wear it. It's probably easier to get away with it if I change my body. Uncle Meng said excitedly, and then happily went into the house to get me some clothes. Uncle Meng's body shape is not much different from mine, I'm just taller than him. So after putting on the clothes, my limbs were still a little tight, but it must not be a big problem in the dark.
At this time, my aunt also came into the room. She was suddenly stunned when she saw that I was dressed like a railway worker. I didn’t explain much. Anyway, Uncle Meng should be able to explain it himself later. Seeing that it was getting late, I wouldn't stay at their house anyway, so I stood up and left. Before leaving, I told Uncle Meng that no matter how this matter was resolved, I would definitely bring him news. Then I left the Meng family.
After walking down the corridor, I followed the directions on the mini map and walked towards the door of the unit. I met some people passing by in twos and threes on the road, but no one looked at me twice because of what I was wearing. That's because I actually dress the same as most of them. Some of these people were walking in the opposite direction to me, and they should be people who got off work after the shift. Some people were walking in the same direction as me, and they were probably the people I would deliberately avoid later. After walking out of the door of the unit, I did not walk with the large army. Instead, I headed in the opposite direction towards the place drawn on the map where I could climb over and enter the railway.
Walking along this road, I met almost no one along the way, and the feeling became more and more desolate as I walked. In the end, there was no light at all on the road, and I could only look at the faint lights coming from the homes of the people beside the road from a distance. light. I calculated that I was almost done, so I turned on the flashlight and turned to the left of the road. Following a winding mud path, I soon passed the end of this small village and climbed over a piece of farmland. , causing several dog barks, I finally came to the railway edge.
I shined a light from a distance and found that there were two parallel railroad tracks. I knew this. Because many stations will become two to four lines after leaving the station, and the direction of the train is controlled by the opening and closing of the switches. Since there are only two here, it means that I am already far outside the station. It was dark all around. Although there was a moon in the sky, there were also clouds, so the moonlight was not bright. It only reflected the faint light. You could see the swinging of the treetops on the opposite side, and the tracks on the ground, which were covered by wheels all year round. Reflective material that becomes very shiny due to friction.
According to what Uncle Meng and Aunt Meng said before, the side I am standing on now is the side where Uncle Meng was standing at that time. So I just had to walk along the tracks in the opposite direction. When I thought of this, I put away the flashlight and started walking back. After walking for almost two to three hundred meters, we encountered the first road pillar. It says "15" on it. I continued walking forward, and as my eyes gradually got used to the darkness, I could see the outlines of some things. After about three hundred meters, a road pile marked "14" appeared.
This means that the distance between every two road pillars is about three hundred meters. Maybe it's because it's close to the station, but the distance between them is not particularly long. I silently calculated in my mind that if I continued walking forward, I would still be about two miles away from where the incident occurred. The ground in front of him began to become much more open, and reflecting the lights coming from the station, he discovered that the number of rails on the ground had also increased from two to six or seven.
So I continued walking forward, and gradually I heard the sound of someone talking. When I looked towards the roadside, I saw two or three people wearing the same clothes as me, squatting on the stone beside the railway track, smoking and chatting. So I pretended to be calm and whistled as I passed by them without stopping. This was a feeling of guilty conscience. Fortunately, those people didn't pay attention to me. They thought I was just a co-worker working with them at this late hour.
When I found the No. 10 road pillar, I walked a little slower. In fact, we were very close to the station at this moment. Under the lights in the station, I could see the road clearly. The railway track under my feet has turned into a fan-shaped six-track railway track. If I want to find Uncle Meng's location at that time, I need to find the switch and traffic light. Fortunately, I found it soon, so I quickly burned a few charms representing heaven and earth on the ground while no one was around, and then lit the incense.
In an open environment, the movement of smoke will be somewhat changed by the wind. But even so, I easily found traces of the ghost on the second rail in front of me. The fragrance of soldiers and horses has been lingering there, which conveyed two messages to me.
First, people did die here, and they died between the No. 9 and No. 10 road piles. Second, the scent of my soldiers and horses is not messy, which means that the ghosts here can be dealt with directly by my soldiers and horses.
