They both wear the same soul

When Shang Yi met Xu Wanqing, what he looked at was Zhang Xu's face.

Sometimes the most unacceptable thing for her is Zhang Xu to say some outrageous words with his junior's face.

For example, "Shangmei".

Xu Wanqing thought she was an ancient person and acted recklessly, Shang Yi could also understand, to some extent, he could also understand the little girl's stubborn mentality of taking advantage of her.And after all, she was hundreds of years younger, so it wasn't a disadvantage to be called a younger sister, she could regulate herself.

But every time she raised her head and saw that face, even if the expression was touching and graceful, she felt that Zhang Xu had exposed her inverse scales.

It made her quite old and alone, and she was as irritable as a comedian every day.

Ugly boy says: Do you need a sedative?

The old girl said: Do you want to beat her up?She is pushing against Zhang Xu's body, you are punishing the child like this.

The more the two talked, the more out of line they got, and they were kicked out by Shang Yi.

At that time, she was sitting in her room with Zhang Xu's body on her back, doing what she was supposed to do, and it was weird to see herself lying beside her, as if she was keeping a vigil for herself, so she went out to drink some water, and by the way, she answered another phone call.

"Yes. Well, okay, do I have to go? Send me the photos, I can't go now."

Flipping through the photos, she looked at the details solemnly and calmly turned off the screen.

"Ugly boy, I have to go there tomorrow, arrange it in advance."

Over there is a place where Shang Yi can't see the light to make a fortune.

So that day she had to rush back to the county seat to let Zhang Xu himself wake up and stay in his own place.

She can no longer worry about her children's relationships.

On the bus back from the city to the county, Shang Yi was afraid of being too ostentatious, so he sat on the bus silently, thought hard, and made a phone call: "Seal it, don't move it for now."

It was another half-day of torment, and Zhang Xu resigned from the job of washing hair in the barber shop. She tidied up the house, taught her little cousin English for two hours, and waited until she returned to her body.

Her project has been dragged on for two years without any real results, and a worker and his family members died.She only felt angry when she set foot in this area again, and the black man next to her hurriedly explained: "It's really haunted! Mr. Shang, I'm not talking nonsense, I'm really not talking nonsense! Someone is singing inside! We thought someone was threatening us, but We can't get in at all - we get lost no matter how we go, and run into a ghost hitting the wall!"

The materialist Shang Yi waved his hand, not believing the nonsense, and when he reached a secluded place, the ugly boy said: "All the workers have said the same thing. When you open the tomb, you will get lost no matter where you go, and because you said you can't blow it up directly. So they all left quietly."

"This is not the tomb of some emperor or general. How big can it be? Clean up the valuables and return the rest to the government. You expect me to throw in the money for two years, but in the end I didn't get a dime back and then handed it over to the state." ?”

Shang Yi supported his waist and stood for a while, the ugly boy nodded to indicate that it would be best to stop the loss in time.

Helpless, Shang Yi moved his mind: "I'll think about it again."

In the evening, she remembered that she would have to wear her soul again the next afternoon, and it would be inconvenient for her body to stay here at that time, so she prepared to leave.

As soon as I got in the car, there was a man's voice in front of me.

Shang Yi frowned: "Go and have a look."

"There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

"Has the photo been recorded?"

Shang Yi silently watched the playback of the recorder, and there were a few pictures that were the same as the ones he had received before, they were phantoms of human figures, faintly visible in the narrow corridor.

Shang Yi finally made a decision: "I'll go and have a look."

The old girl said: "Sister, don't embarrass me. I am a bodyguard. I can beat people but not drive out ghosts. I will find a Taoist priest for you."

Ugly boy: "Look for a monk."

"..."

Shang Yi had a splitting headache, turned off the screen of his phone, took a walkie-talkie and went down the graveyard with the workers.

The old girl still followed her to protect her, with Maitreya Buddha hanging on her body, but the ugly boy didn't dare to follow, and was on standby outside to find someone to help her.

Shang Yi thought that this group of people were lying, so he decided to go down and have a look.

And the scene is also different from the Tomb Raider novels, how can there be such a large tomb, if you escape from death, you can build a dungeon all over the country.The tomb passage here is very ordinary. For convenience, a steel frame is used to support the structure. Moreover, she is a capitalist and does not protect cultural relics at all. Presumably, there are no murals and undamaged corpses worth studying. Most of the excavations are small objects that can be taken out. .

The walkie-talkie heard someone talking every minute, and the signal was very good.

Shang Yi said: "Insist on materialism, how many party members do you have? Can you please stop doing this mess."

As soon as the words fell, several people's eyes widened, and they raised their hands to point at Shang Yi.

"No... Let me just say, I don't owe you any salary, why are you being so cruel to me?"

"Sister...sister, sister...turn around." The old girl tugged at her sleeve in horror and shrank into a corner.

A group of people shrank back, and Shang Yi was frightened by the situation for a moment.Then he snorted coldly: "Scare me?"

She glanced back and saw a figure standing not far in front, shrouded in white mist, looking like a ghost film.

With a snort, she didn't take it seriously: "Who is it?"

The figure gradually faded away.

Shang Yi walked forward, but was hugged by the old girl: "Sister! It's important to save your life!"

"Let's go, I have to take a look." She threw away the crowd, but was caught by a group of people.

"Mr. Shang, it's not like we haven't caught up before. After catching up, we turned around and returned to the original place... You are inexperienced, so let's go."

Shang Yi is the kind of person who knows that there are tigers in the mountains but still has to sharpen his sword and go up the mountain, he promises good things, and when people turn their heads, he goes after the figure.

Passing through the mist, there is a tomb in front of me, but the smell is not pungent, and there is an earthy smell in the coolness.

Shang Yi didn't look carefully, but saw two coffin-like things placed here, one of which was already opened.

oh?Really a zombie?Just like in the TV series, is it a rice dumpling?

Shang Yi took out the walkie-talkie: "Hey, hello, ugly boy, can you hear me?"

I can't hear the rustling over there.

When the technology was unreliable, Shang Yi thought for a while in the direction of ghosts and gods.

But she was not afraid of ghosts and gods since she was a child, and suddenly she began to worry about this matter, and she couldn't think of a serious place.

Seeing only the coffin that hadn't been opened yet, I had a second thought.

She touched the coffin: "It's your companion who scared me. It's not that I don't want you to be buried in peace. Now that I'm here, I hope you can be richer."

She searched left and right, but she couldn't find anyone who was in her hand. She saw some rusted ironware piled up in the corner, and some porcelains were fine, but she was reluctant to throw them away.

She even found a Swiss Army knife in her pocket, she was quite proud.

Sure enough, a figure quietly appeared in the corner: "Sister Shang, no."

Shang Yi was cold from the top of his head to his tailbone, the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Hold.

She cursed weakly.

The visitor's body was covered with dried yellow mud, which seemed to have just been rubbed off, his face was so dusty that he couldn't see the facial features clearly, he was wearing a double-breasted long gown, he couldn't see the color, he stooped down and picked up the knife, and put it in her palm : "Don't speak vulgar words."

Xu Wanqing?

Shang Yi hadn't come back to his senses yet, the person on the opposite side raised his eyes slightly to look at her, looked at her hard as if he had carved her out, and then lowered his head: "You don't recognize me anymore. I'm afraid it's just another dream..."

Several people suddenly poured into the tomb: "Mr. Shang!"

"Yes... you... ah." In desperation, Shang Yi hastily recognized the person first, "I said it!"

The other side whispered softly: "Huh?"

"Oh, yes, it was the last time, I forgot, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, seeing you scare us guys, I said, who has the ability to come in. Oh, thank you for your hard work, this time The door is open, you have to come, I treat you."

Shang Yi made up a play by himself, pretending dryly that he was a close friend of Xu Wanqing, and it was natural for her to appear in the tomb.

He grabbed Xu Wanqing's arm and twisted it to signal her not to speak. Before his cold sweat subsided, he began to talk nonsense: "Here, the expert I invited when something happened to our place before, it turned out that it was not a landslide. Well, it was buried in it, but it happened today, which shocked you a lot, this is my friend, Lao Xu."

Xu Wanqing raised her eyes with a faint smile.

After another dry mouth, she shoved Xu Wanqing into the car.

"Let's transfer the project to the government, and everyone will give money to keep the mouth shut...I don't really want to talk now, you should deal with the ugly boy, and make a unified statement. This, Xu Yijiu, Captain Mojin, the kind of expert in TV dramas, last time Didn’t something happen before the landslide? I found it at that time, and I got involved with both sides. As a result, the landslide was buried in it. I ran into it again today, and found that the tomb had been dug out by tomb robbers. Do you understand? If anyone suspects, just keep your mouth shut and never let it out."

Shang Yi sat on the back seat and fell on the little doll, and Xu Wanqing next to her was exuding a smell of earth. Shang Yi couldn't ignore her, and he couldn't ignore such a big loss, so he could only blame himself.

"Sister Shang."

"To shut up."

Xu Wanqing herself is thin and timid, with a graceful figure, even in the haze, her lips are red, her teeth are white and her teeth are white and gentle.

Her coming out of the tomb is not enough for Shang Yi to believe that she is an ancient person.

But when she walks, her steps are light, even if a string of bells are tied to her body, she will not shake when she walks.At that time, Shang Yi accidentally caught a glimpse of a pair of too small feet under the broken skirt, Tian Ling Gai burst out with enthusiasm, she believed that this was a real ancient man.

Hurry back to Pingdu at night, let the ugly boy go out to deal with things, and the old girl guards her safety.

In the room, she instructed Xu Wanqing to take a bath by herself, so tired that she couldn't speak.

Xu Wanqing got up: "Sister Shang remembers me? I thought everyone didn't remember."

Shang Yi raised his eyes lazily: "What? Who else?"

"When Zhang Xu came, she didn't recognize me, and something happened. I was weak, so I just pushed her out."

"Can you erase people's memory? She doesn't remember it herself." Shang Yi sat up straight with difficulty, "What about that ghost hitting the wall?"

"However, the terrain in the tomb is complicated, and I've been in it for too long, so I'm familiar with it. It's just a matter of wrapping your people in. I'm not an alchemist, and I'm not good at—"

"Okay, okay." Shang Yi fell back again, "Go take a shower, let me slow down for a while, you scared me."

"There's not enough time." Xu Wanqing pointed to the wall clock, then slowly shook her hand and held it in her palm, "I'm afraid I will be inside Zhang Xu's body in a while, but I haven't been buried yet at that time—you have to remember. "

"You—" Shang Yi was held by her, and just about to break free, those two hands fell loosely.

Xu Wanqing closed her eyes, and fell on the soft carpet like a mindless doll.

Touch porcelain?

scam?

Shang Yi couldn't sleep and couldn't think, so he stayed three steps away from this body, pressed his temple firmly to force himself to stay awake and not scream.

"Ugly boy, make an appointment with my psychiatrist for me... Yes, I feel like I'm crazy, I may have a lot of hallucinations, yes, the sooner the better."

"No, sister, Xu Yijiu does exist. I'm not kidding. Both the old girl and I saw her. She is in the back seat. She looks quite classical and pretty. Her eyebrows are like Lin Daiyu's. She is about 1.6 meters long. Her feet are wrapped around her body. That dress should have been pale pink, but now it looks like gray, and the bun is loose, I don't know it, I will check it later, there is a jade bracelet on the wrist, am I right? It's not a hallucination, sister. But I will help you I have an appointment with a doctor, and I will arrive in Pingdu at nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, is that okay?"

"Yes." Shang Yi agreed weakly, sitting on the sofa without moving.

Xu Wanqing was lying on the ground.

It's not Zhang Xu's body, but Xu Wanqing herself.

She kept a distance and looked around for several times, then went to lift him up, and put him on her bed out of politeness.

It doesn't matter if it's dirty, if you tear someone's clothes casually, this ancient man might beat her.

But she still tore off his shoes, and took off her socks out of curiosity about the little feet.

"..."

Still a disabled man.

Tucked in the quilt, Shang Yi is glad that he is living in modern times.

"Doctor Li, yes, I want to consult, for example, I have bound feet, yes, it is the three-inch golden lotus... I am not impulsive, just ask, for example, I have bound feet for several years, can I still rule……"

"Mr. Shang, you need to cure your brain." The other side replied sincerely, "Are you crazy?"

"I'm just assuming! I didn't—I didn't bind my feet! That is to say, for example, my grandma bound her feet and wanted to let go. Is there a way to restore the original appearance?"

"...Mr. Shang, do you want to see a doctor?"

Shang Yi hangs up the phone.

In her pocket was still the Swiss Army Knife that Xu Wanqing picked up for her, she put it down silently, sat on the edge of the bed and stared at it for a long time.

She first looked after Zhang Xu, a left-behind child, and developed sympathy for the left-behind orphan.

Immediately afterwards, he developed deep sympathy for women who were oppressed by feudal dross.

"It's ugly." She looked at it for a while, and commented on Xu Wanqing to herself.

But she still had to admit, how can someone have such good-looking single eyelids.

Very slender, I can see the pitiful appearance.

About five hundred years older than her.

She didn't see Zhang Xu that day, and when she came back, Xu Wanqing had already taken a shower, put on her pajamas and changed the sheets and quilt, while she was being put on the sofa.

"Fortunately, you didn't see me today, and don't let the me in Zhang Xu's body know that I exist."

Shang Yi turned over with difficulty: "Ah?"

"If I know my ending, I'm afraid life will be difficult." Xu Wanqing put on the quilt and folded it lightly, "I trouble you to hide it for me."

"What's your ending?" Shang Yi disagreed.

Xu Wanqing smiled and didn't answer, she just turned her head and said softly: "For me, it's good to see you again."

Alas.

What is this, confession?

Shang Yi felt disgusted, but she had heard too many confessions, and her skin was unusually thick, so she also said: "I am very upset to see you again."

"This is the first time you've seen me." Xu Wanqing pointed out the mistake in her words.

Shang Yi: "Oh, yes, yes, it's the first time I see you."

"Will you take me in?"

"You don't have a place to go, just stay," Shang Yi waved his hands and thought for a while, then suddenly turned his head, "But I don't have any books here, and they've all been sent to the county. If you want to read books, find an ugly boy to buy them for you. Go online, surf the Internet by yourself, find something for yourself, don't hang around in front of me."

"Thank you, Sister Shang."

Goosebumps came up again, one after another like a concerto.

"Don't call me that!"

"I am more than 500 years older than you." This time, Xu Wanqing really beat her in age.

"What have you been doing for more than 500 years? Counting monkey hairs?"

Shang Yi used "Journey to the West" as an example to her, Xu Wanqing quickly reacted, and whispered softly: "I'm waiting for you."

"I'm not the bald monk Tang Sanzang." Shang Yi walked away muttering, "A sharp-mouthed little girl."

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