Sanchakou

Chapter 11
After walking forward for about ten minutes, Jiang Zhongtian finally saw a small building, and his heart felt at ease.

As expected, this villa was built at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by trees, layer upon layer, criss-crossed, it looked dark at night.

The river could not be seen, but Jiang Zhongtian heard the sound of running water.

This is undoubtedly a good place for hunting, rafting and fishing.

The fence is old red, not too high, and the buildings inside can be seen, all of which are small Russian-style wooden buildings. There are more than [-] buildings, which look very sparse, and only two or three of them are lit.

Jiang Zhongtian drove around to the gate, and saw a few large dark green calligraphy characters on the old red gate: Backer Villa.

The road passes in front of the gate of the backer villa and stretches into the mountains.

A security guard in a gray uniform saluted his car.The pale mercury light illuminated his face, and it was a murderous face.

He didn't stop him.

Jiang Zhongtian drove straight in.

Between the buildings, there is a large expanse of green space, planted with tall and low trees.The lawn seemed to have not been mowed for a long time, and it sprang up high.

On the side of the road, Japanese-style lanterns are lit far and near, faintly white.

A middle-aged man squatted watering a field of flowers.

Jiang Zhongtian's car drove over, he turned his head and looked at it dumbly, then lowered his head and continued to work.Jiang Zhongtian couldn't tell whether he was the owner or the gardener.

Jiang Zhongtian quickly found the small building No. 13.

This is a two-story building with white walls and a gray pointed roof.The windows are narrow and long, with arched tops.

The windows on the first floor are dark, and the windows on the second floor are lit.Wen Xin was undoubtedly waiting for him on the second floor.

Jiang Zhongtian parked the car, climbed several wooden steps, and stood in front of the No. 13 villa.

The door is a thick wooden door, which is tightly closed.The light outside the door was not turned on, it was very dark, Jiang Zhongtian couldn't find the doorbell even after fumbling for a long time.

He knocked lightly twice, but no one opened the door.It is estimated that Wen Xin can't hear it on the second floor.

He followed the passage with guardrails under the window, went around to the side of the small building, and saw the outdoor stairs.

He walked up tentatively, and the wooden stairs creaked.He tiptoed right away.

On the second floor, there is a door, which is also a thick wooden door.If the main entrance on the first floor is the mouth, the side entrance on the second floor is an ear.

The light outside this door was also not on.

Jiang Zhongtian stretched out his hand and pulled it, but it was actually concealed.

He immediately understood Wen Xin's painstaking efforts: she turned off the light outside the door, because she didn't want people to see a strange man walking into her small building.And she left the door open for him.

As soon as he dodged, he got into the small building through his ears.

Entering the door, there is a small corridor, the light of the wall lamp is light green, shining softly.

The roof, walls, and floor are all made up of irregular pieces of wood, which look dazzling, a bit like a maze.

The doors on either side were silently closed.

Jiang Zhongtian whispered as he walked forward: "Wenxin!" No one agreed.

He went all the way to a large living room, but still no one was there.

The chandelier hung high on the ceiling, and several bulbs had been blinded, so the light was not very bright.

In the middle of the living room, there are two large black leather sofas, and a thin milky white tea table in the middle.

There is a jade carving on the coffee table, with peaches on lotus leaves.The bottom is green and the top is pink, very beautiful.

Jiang Zhongtian remembered that there was a comic book when he was a child, in which the meaning of this kind of jade carving was written, which seemed to be satirizing that when the Eight-Power Allied Forces attacked Beijing, the Empress Dowager Cixi "escaped overnight".

Near the window, there is a staircase leading to the first floor.Continue down, and maybe the basement.Now, that stairway is dark.

There's a row of wardrobes on the wall, and like the walls, they're all decorated with splintered, jagged pieces of wood, so they look tired to the eye.

Jiang Zhongtian stared at the row of wardrobes for a long time before he could tell that there were eleven doors in total, which seemed very crowded.

After experiencing the horrible incident in Room 307 of the Black Swan Hotel, he has a strong sense of fear of the wardrobe.He didn't understand, why did Wenxin need so many wardrobes?
"Is anyone there?" he called out.

Still no one came out.

He walked to the staircase and slowly walked down to the first floor.It was pitch black below, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Halfway through, he became frightened and stopped.

It's never right tonight.

He slowly retreated to the second floor and stood there bewildered, beginning to wonder if this was Wenxin's residence.

His eyes glanced around again and saw a small picture frame on the wall.He walked over to have a look, and there was a pencil sketch of a woman on it, which was Wen Xin.

However, judging from the attire, hairstyle and demeanor, this seems to be a portrait of Wenxin in high school, or it is a picture of Wenxin in high school, with a student-like Wenxin smiling sweetly.

That's right, this is Wenxin's home.

Maybe, she couldn't wait for anyone to come, so she was in a hurry and drove out to meet herself.

However, a portrait is a portrait, no matter how similar the painting is, it must be somewhat different from the real appearance.Jiang Zhongtian looked at the portrait for a while, and felt more and more that this woman was not like Wenxin.

He sat down on the sofa and waited for her to come back.

The building was extremely quiet, not even the sound of a clock.

Jiang Zhongtian sat with his head bowed, recalling the strange things he encountered along the way today.

He didn't want to raise his head, because when he looked up, he could see the row of wardrobes.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang, it was a text message.He thought it was from Wen Xin, but when he opened it, he saw a line of inexplicable words: "Lots of money to rush into Fujian and Xianjian Zhamin asked Wen Munshan what does this mean?"
He frowned.

At this time, there seemed to be something ringing in the row of wardrobes.

He raised his head sensitively and shot his gaze over.

A row of wardrobes stood quietly, and there was no more movement.

Jiang Zhongtian stared at them for a long time and didn't find any problems, so he turned his eyes away and continued to read the text messages.

He checked the phone number after the text message, it was very unfamiliar, but he didn't think it was a wrong text message.On such a night full of strange things, it is by no means a coincidence that I received such an abnormal text message.

He struggled to recall whose number this number belonged to, but couldn't remember it.

The row of wardrobes opposite seemed to be ringing again.

He put down his phone, stood up slowly, walked over, and stood in front of the first wardrobe.

He strained his ears to listen in.

Could it be that Wen Xin wanted to make a joke and hid it in this closet?

No, there is no such atmosphere between him and her.

Could it be that the wronged soul of the lady who died tragically followed here again?

He jerked open the first wardrobe.

The inside is empty, except for one painting, which is the tortoise and the hare.

Below it read: The tortoise knows the road better than the hare.

Then, he opened the second wardrobe.

There is still a painting inside, which shows more than a dozen horses galloping on the grassland, their bodies are unrestrained, and their hooves are flying like flying.

Below it read: Please count the heads and legs of the horses.

He counted eleven heads and forty legs.

He was startled, missing four horse legs!In other words, there is a horse without legs but runs among the horses!

He opened the third wardrobe.

There is a soft worm drawn in it.This worm has one eye, which is undoubtedly a human eye, with long eyelashes and double eyelids, making people feel eerie.

Below it reads: Everything has a spirit.

Jiang Zhongtian stared quietly for a while with the same kind of eyes on the face of a different kind, and then opened the fourth wardrobe.

Here is a picture of a forest at dusk, with thick trunks and lush leaves.There is a dirt road winding its way deep into the woods.The woods and dirt roads are covered with a thick layer of blush.

The whole picture is very peaceful.

Below it reads: Note after the fourth tree.

He looked closely at the fourth tree, but found nothing, at least no hair or clothes sticking out of its edges.

It opens the fifth wardrobe again.

There was a round thing drawn inside, emitting a dim light, like the sun but not like the sun, like the moon but not like the moon.

Below it read: Total solar eclipse.

Next, he opened the sixth wardrobe.

There are paintings of ancient armor made of metal and leather. It is cold and seems to have the smell of underground cultural relics.

Below it reads: Relic Claims.

He opens the seventh wardrobe.

Inside is a large book case, with a stack of books on it, all of which are thread-bound ancient books, which seem to exude a faint fragrance of books.There are pens, ink, paper and inkstone next to it.

Below it reads: Immediately open the seventh book above and turn to the seventh page, there is a way to save your life.

The book is in the painting, how to open it?

These weird paintings made him feel more and more gloomy, and he was determined to open all the wardrobes, only in this way would his heart be more at ease.

Then, he opened the eighth wardrobe.

Inside is a mouth as big as a washbasin, blood-red and blood-red, and the gender cannot be distinguished.Looking in from the middle, the inside is dark and the teeth cannot be seen.

Below it reads: To understand a person, one must listen to what he does not say.

He opened the ninth wardrobe again.

There is an ear drawn inside, which is very big and has the same proportions as the mouth in the eighth closet, like a cattail fan. The dense hairs are clearly visible, and it looks furry.Ears and eyes are like snake holes.

Below it read: This is a deaf ear.

He opens the tenth wardrobe.

There is a realistic heart drawn inside, a bit like a teaching diagram in a medical school, with markings on the side: aortic arch, pulmonary artery, pulmonary vein, left atrium, right atrium, left ventricle, right ventricle, coronary artery...

Below it read: Thoughts and Feelings.

In the end there was only one wardrobe left.

He reached out to open it, then drew it back.

He suddenly realized something, turned around and walked to the coffee table, picked up the phone and looked at the text message again, and it exploded at the first moment--the mysterious text message of Munshan was a hint, it Show him what's in every closet door!
In this way, there should be a person in the last wardrobe door!

Jiang Zhongtian sat on the sofa, staring at the last wardrobe door, not daring to move.

He was thinking: Is this door a real person, or a portrait?
He was sure that there was a real person hidden there, otherwise, there would be no sound inside!

He thought again: Is this person a living person or a dead person?
At this time, his eyes seemed to shoot through the door, and he saw a woman standing in the dark closet. She was dressed in white, her face was torn apart, and her flesh was bloody...

He suddenly thought: Could it be that Hong Yuan killed the lady who was hidden in the closet of the Black Swan Hotel?
On the day of Hong Yuan's car accident, could the woman driving the car be the wronged soul of that lady?

In front of him, could the person standing in the closet be her?
The phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Zhongtian shivered for a moment, stared at the last wardrobe door closely, and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" he said tremblingly.

"Jiang Zhongtian?" "Who are you?" "I'm Wenxin!" It's Wenxin!
Jiang Zhongtian was so nervous that he didn't hear it!

"You, where are you?" "I'm in the backer villa, didn't we agree to meet tonight? Why didn't you come?" "I'm already here!" "Where have you been?" "The backer villa."" Then come in, Building 13." "I've already come in!" "Nonsense, I didn't open the door, how did you come in?" "I really came in, and it's on the second floor." "I'm on the second floor too! ""That's weird, I called you a few times just now, but you didn't hear me?" "I didn't hear you." "Which room are you in?" "I'm in the living room on the second floor. Where are you?" "I It's also in the living room on the second floor!" Wenxin was stunned for a moment, and said, "Stop playing, tell me, where are you?" "I'm telling the truth!" Wenxin thought for a while, and seemed alert Get up: "Did you go wrong and ran to someone else's house?" "Building 13, that's right!" "Then why can't I see you?" What?" "Two black leather sofas, a small milky white coffee table, and a row of wardrobes against the wall..." Wen Xin said, "Yes, you are talking about my living room." "Where are you in the living room? ""I'm sitting on the sofa." He looked around, the sofa was empty, a chill "swiped" over his back, he shivered, and his teeth began to clash with each other.There was a wind blowing outside, making the windows crackle.

"What's wrong with you?" Wenxin asked softly on the other end of the phone.

He said in shock: "I'm also sitting on the sofa..." Wen Xin fell silent for a moment.

After a while, she suddenly asked: "Did you come out from Gaolitun Exit?" Interrupting him, he said: "What fork in the road?" Jiang Zhongtian said: "Isn't there a fork in the road?"

That old man who drove a flock of black sheep from darkness to darkness really had a problem!
Under his guidance, Jiang Zhongtian embarked on a path that did not exist at all!
Now, where is he now?
"What did you see along the way?" Wen Xin obviously wanted to check again: "Did you see a huge billboard for a ski resort?" "No, I only saw a dirt house. I want to ask for directions , but the people inside asked me, how can I mix all parts of a person's body together..." Wenxin suddenly said in horror: "Ash!" Jiang Zhongtian trembled: "You, what are you talking about?" "He said It's the ashes!" Jiang Zhongtian was stunned.

What a simple question!

Regardless of the head, belly, arms, thighs, eyes, nose, ears and mouth, heart, liver, lungs, spleen, stomach, kidneys, bones, hair and nails... burnt to ashes, they can be mixed together!

Wenxin said tremblingly: "Zhongtian, I doubt..." "What do you want to say?" "I said, you must be afraid." The world." "Impossible, aren't we talking on the phone?" After a pause, Wen Xin asked, "Do you know where Hong Yuan's grave is?" "I don't know." "His ashes are buried in the western suburbs On the Dianzi, the location is just to the south of the road, about ten miles away.

When Jiang Zhongtian came, he turned southwest at that non-existent fork in the road, which was in the direction of Dianzi!The earthen house he saw was Hong Yuan's grave!

"You saw the fork in the road, why didn't you call me?" Wenxin asked.

"I called, your cell phone is out of service area!" Wen Xin said: "Your cell phone is out of service area! I have been calling you all the time, and I just got through!" "You said I am now... what should I do? "Get out of that ghost place." "I'm worried I won't be able to go back..." He stared at the last wardrobe door and said softly.

"Don't worry, I'll call the police for you right away!" "It's useless, the police can't find this place." "What should I do?" "I don't know..." "Oh, it's all your fault, if it wasn't for two years Before..." "Why are you still talking about this now!" Jiang Zhongtian was immediately annoyed.

Wen Xin fell silent.

After a pause, Jiang Zhongtian eased his tone and said: "It's okay, I'm going out now, I want to see what can happen." Wen Xin whispered: "Okay, you go, don't hang up the phone , I'll listen." Jiang Zhongtian didn't move.

He said, "Wait a minute. Wenxin, how many wardrobes do you have?" "Ten...eleven." "What's in it?" "Clothes." "Why do you need so many wardrobes? ""Several hosts of our TV station are like this." "Look again, are there still clothes in it now?" "You made me dare not open them...wait a minute." Wenxin seemed Standing up from the sofa, she walked to the closet, opened several doors, and said, "That's right." Jiang Zhongtian said, "Did you see the last closet?" "No." "You open it. ""Well." Soon, the sound of opening the closet door came from the phone: "Squeak..." Immediately afterwards, Jiang Zhongtian heard a shrill scream: "Ah!—" The phone was disconnected immediately, and the A cold human voice came out: "Sorry, the user you dialed is not in the service area, please call again later." Jiang Zhongtian was terrified.

He slowly lowered his hand holding the phone, continued to stare at the last wardrobe door, and moved towards the door little by little.He wants to escape.

The building was dead silent.

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and his trousers knocked down the small coffee table, and the jade carving with peaches on lotus leaves fell to pieces.

He shuddered and rushed towards the door.However, when we got to the door, we found that the thick wooden door had been closed.

He twisted the lock hard, but it didn't move - the door was locked!

He turned around immediately.

At this moment, all the lights went out "hula", and the building became pitch black.

He was scared out of his wits, and he opened his ears in the dark to listen to the movement around him.

"Squeak... squeak... squeak..." He heard the closet door open, close, open, close...

(End of this chapter)