Chang Wu: "This is impossible! The public security department should investigate abnormal deaths. Why don't I remember that the Hanhao Bath Center has a record of abnormal deaths?"

Feng Junzi: "This is the terrible place. Didn't you say that seven people jumped off the building in that place in eight years? If someone died in a private room and was thrown down from the roof, would he be treated as a suicide by jumping off the building? You are a policeman, and the tricks here are more clear than me!"

Chang Wu took a deep breath: "I will believe you this time. I will go back and check the records of the seven suicide cases."

Feng Junzi stared at Chang Wu and said, "The water in Hanhao seems to be very deep. Be careful when checking, don't cause trouble."

Chang Wu nodded: "I'm not the first day I'm a policeman, I'll pay attention to what I should pay attention to."

...

"Professor Song, I have a question to ask you, the folklorist, do you know what the elegy is about?"

This was the second day, Feng Junzi was calling. The other party was his old friend, Song Zhaonan, a professor at the University of Finance and Economics. Professor Song studied Marxism-Leninism in his early years and was not very successful. After entering the new century, he changed his career to study traditional culture and folk customs. Unexpectedly, he became popular since then and became a very influential folklorist in Binhai and the whole country. In the past two years, Professor Song has done some topics about folk customs and economy, and has transformed himself into a famous economist, which made Feng Junzi not even know what he does. Professor Song is indeed knowledgeable and has a lot of knowledge. He has done well at Binhai University of Finance and Economics. He was just promoted to the vice dean of the newly established School of Humanities.

"Elegy? There are two types, one is for the dead, and the other is for the living. Which one do you want to know?" Professor Song is no longer surprised that Feng Junzi always has strange questions. He answered on the phone half-jokingly.

"How about singing it to the dead? So what about living people?"

"Sing for the dead, for example, if a friend dies, you go to mourn him. If you have something to say to him, you sing it out as you say it. In fact, the dead cannot hear it, it is just a monologue in the heart of the mourner. The elegy that is sung for the dead is actually sung for the singer himself. There are such customs in many places, and most of these elegy are strange tones and vague pronunciations, and it is difficult for others to hear clearly what they are singing. As for what is for the living, it is even more interesting, in name, mourning the dead. But the words said in your mouth are for relatives and friends, either indicating that you have a good relationship with the dead, or commending the achievements of the dead during your lifetime. The content of this elegy is similar to the inscription on the tombstone."

“When did the custom of singing elegies begin?”

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"The Elegy is the oldest song? I remember that the oldest song Lu Xun said was the labor horn. The song comes from labor."

Professor Song smiled: "What Lu Xun said may not be correct. In addition to the elegy, there are also love songs. Love songs are the source of literature. The elegy develops to the end and there is a sacred branch. That is the rituals and music during the sacrifices of emperors. You should have read the Book of Songs, which mainly include love songs and sacrifices."

Feng Junzi: "I have read the story of 'Song of Drum Basin'. Sister Zhuang died. Someone ran to Zhuangzi's house to pay condolences. He found that Zhuangzi was singing while beating a bowl and bowl. Is this an elegy?"

Professor Song: "Zhuangzi sings while drumming the basin, but it was Zhuang Dasan who died. If Zhuangzi died, I wonder if he could sing so happily!"

Feng Junzi: "Old Song, you have something wrong with saying this. If Zhuangzi is dead, how can he sing?"

Professor Song: "Who said that dead people cannot sing? How do you know that you are not dead people? Can you only let the living people sing to the dead, and the dead souls themselves are not allowed to sing? There is a legend that if someone dies, he is lonely and helpless, and no one will mourn. The dead will sing elegy to themselves. Of course, this is a ghost story, and there is no need to believe it! It is just a legend. The storyteller is probably reminding the relatives of the deceased not to forget to pay tribute."

Although Professor Song said that the elegy sang to him by the undead was just a legend, it made Feng Junzi's back feel cold. Because he really heard this elegy last night.

...

Jade is produced in Southeast Asia. Jade jewelry sold on the market is generally divided into three grades: b. The so-called goods refer to jade raw jade that has not been processed in any manual treatment. B-grade refers to jade that has been removed by pickling and other means, and then processed by injection molding and filling. The goods refer to jade that has poor primary color and coloring and processed through chemical and other methods. Of course, many artificially processed jades have undergone impurities, filling and coloring processes at the same time, and this kind of thing is b-grade.

It is naturally the best in jade jewelry. But the so-called goods may not necessarily be expensive. If a piece of jadeite raw jade with very average color and luminosity is not processed manually, the processed one is still the product, but it is not valuable. The jade ring that Feng Junzi wore yesterday is such a thing.

After Feng Junzi called Professor Song, he remembered that his jade ring was gone. He walked quickly last night and was still wearing the ring on the hand of the lady named Yangyang and forgot to take it back. If it was something else, it would be fine, but he would have to find this thing anyway. Because the origin of this ring is very special. It may be inappropriate to say that the origin is special, but the use of the ring itself is very strange.

Don’t get me wrong. This ring was not given by a god, nor was it sought in a temple, nor was it bought at an antique stall, but Feng Junzi bought it at the counter of the mall. It was during the Spring Festival. Feng Junzi went back to his hometown for the New Year. While shopping, he met his old classmate Shino whom he hadn’t seen for many years. Shino must have Feng Junzi walked around the mall, and didn’t know what two big men were looking for, but Feng Junzi was still pulled away by him. At the jade counter of Wucheng mall, Shino picked the cheapest jade ring and insisted on let Feng Junzi try it.

Jade is a thing that emphasizes fate. Feng Junzi puts his finger on the ring finger of his left hand, and it is not big or small. It seems that it is not expensive, so he bought it. The price of the finger is 4 yuan, and it is discounted, totaling 2.40 cents. Although this thing is not expensive, Shi Ye, who has been treacherous since childhood, told Feng Junzi mysteriously: "You have encountered a good thing. This finger is a magic weapon for practitioners. The outer ring can ward off evil spirits and the inner ring can lock spirits. You wear it on your hands. It can prevent the Yin objects from coming close to you. At the same time, it can lock your own essence and not leak out."

Feng Junzi didn't pay much attention to Shi Ye's words at that time, thinking that there was no such cheap thing. He bought a baby for more than 20 yuan and went home. It was someone else at the counter who picked the rest. But later, he met a girl named Xiao Yunyi, who was also an elf and weird girl. He occasionally found the ring at his house. He told him that the ring was strange and the evil thing could not be approached. Feng Junzi remembered that Shi Ye had said the same thing at the beginning. So when he went out, he often wore it on his hands. Naturally, such a thing could not be easily lost, so Feng Junzi had to go to the Hanhao Bath Center again that night to find Yangyang to get the ring back.

...

The ladies in the bath center have different work hours than ordinary people. For example, Liu Xin usually gets off work before 2 o'clock in the evening, eats something outside and takes a taxi home that is "on duty" in front of Hanhao. There are several small restaurants near Hanhao that open in the middle of the night, which are almost exclusively for ladies like Liu Xin and taxi drivers. Night shift taxi waiting for customers in front of Hanhao is required to register and pay for payment. Four hundred a month, and the driver who does not pay is not allowed to park there. So Liu Xin and several taxi drivers are also familiar with each other, so it is more convenient and safe to go home.

Liu Xin usually gets up at 11:00 in the morning, and after getting up, she cooks a lunch by herself, sometimes eating alone. Sometimes she eats with Zhao Xue. In the afternoon, she either washes clothes, cleans the room, or goes shopping. She eats supper earlier than ordinary people, around four o'clock. After dinner, she takes bus No. 4 to Hanhao to work. After arriving at Hanhao, she takes a shower, changes her clothes, and chats with other ladies in the lounge, which is the time to get in the guest. The other ladies here mostly have this kind of daily routine.

The guests came early on this day. Liu Xin had just received the key sign in the locker room at the front desk and met Sister Chen. When Sister Chen saw Liu Xin, she came over to greet him: "On the 29th, why did you come? A customer called to look for No. 8, but he didn't come to work on the 8th. He called to come to you again, and you didn't come. Where did she go on the 8th? Why didn't she go to work with you?"

Liu Xin: "Yang Yang is sick today. She feels uncomfortable. She just lies there and doesn't want to move. She keeps talking in her sleep. Can I ask for a leave for her?"

Sister Chen: "When talking in broad daylight? Could it be because of fever and nonsense? If you have time tomorrow, you should accompany her to the hospital. If you can't call me alone, call me. Now go change your clothes, and the customers are still waiting."

Liu Xin: "Who is this? Why did you come without supper? You're an urgent ghost!"

Sister Chen: "You will know just by taking a look. It seems that they are the guests who came yesterday, and they are also with you and No. 8."

Liu Xin instinctively thought of Brother Chang, and felt a little happy and a little excited in his heart. However, he was disappointed when he saw the man. The person who came was not Brother Chang, but Brother Feng, who came alone.

Feng Junzi did not wait for Liu Xin in the rest hall, but sat in the private room where he spent the night yesterday to smoke. When Feng Junzi walked into this private room today, he felt something was wrong. The things in the private room were still the same as yesterday, and there was no change, but there was a feeling that it was gone - the earth-bound spirit on the big bed, or the Yin Shen, was missing! This kind of thing cannot be left by himself, unless someone took it away with it in some way. Feng Junzi was thinking, and Liu Xin came in. When Liu Xin pushed the door, he saw it was him, and felt a little disappointed, but he still smiled and greeted: "Hello, Brother Feng, I am very happy to serve you on the 29th."

Liu Xin's disappointed eyes flashed, and Feng Junzi still noticed it. He smiled and said, "Xingyu, are you a little disappointed when you see it is me? It's not Brother Chang. But don't be disappointed. I didn't want to find you. I'm looking for Yangyang No. 8. When will she come?"

Brother Feng said that Liu Xin should not be disappointed, but Liu Xin was even more disappointed. Not only was he disappointed, but he was also a little angry. It would be fine if the person who came was not Brother Chang, but this brother Feng said directly that the lady he was looking for was not her. It was too shameless. Although he was angry, he could not attack the guests. She still replied with a smile: "I got sick today on the 8th and couldn't come to work at night. It would be the same for me for any service I needed... If you have any dissatisfaction, you can change to another lady."

Feng Junzi: "You said Yangyang is sick? What disease did you have?"

Liu Xin: "I just feel uncomfortable. Maybe I have a cold. I lie there and don't want to get up - Brother Feng, what services do you need?"

Feng Junzi: "Service? Forget it!...Don't pout, I'll sign the order. Can you lend you a minute to find Yangyang with me...I asked, you live together."

Liu Xin felt unhappy again when she heard this, and cursed the talkative person in her heart. She hesitated and replied: "I'm at work now. It's impossible for me to accompany you out, so I won't let you go...what are you looking for Yangyang?"

Feng Junzi: "I threw something to her yesterday, and I want to get it back."

After hearing Brother Feng’s words, Liu Xin was obviously a little misunderstood and said excitedly: “Brother Feng. Have you remembered it clearly? The ladies here are very regular and never take customers’ things randomly... Yangyang won’t know much about it. Have you made a mistake?"

Feng Junzi: "On the 29th, I think you misunderstood. I didn't say she took my things. It was because I was in a hurry last night and I gave it to her and forgot to come back."

"Brother Feng, do you regret the things you gave? Want to come back?" Liu Xin was becoming more and more misunderstood when Feng Junzi said that. There are regular customers here who often give some small things to the ladies with good looks, including lipstick, perfume, etc. Some ladies are skillful and often go out to accompany customers after getting familiar with them, calling it "making friends", and can also receive valuable things such as jewelry and mobile phones. The customers have never heard of the things they send to the ladies. When Liu Xin spoke, she despised this brother Feng a little.

Feng Junzi is good at knowing each other. Feng Junzi saw what Liu Xin was thinking, and he was a little amused and crying. He explained: "I don't mean that. That thing is more important to me and has no use to her. Can't I buy it back?"

Liu Xin: "Buy it? What exactly?"

Feng Junzi was about to say that it was a jade ring, but suddenly he had a cold war for no reason. He remembered that No. 29 said that Yang Yang was sick and could not get up in bed! And when he arrived at this private room again, the ghost in the room disappeared. Could it be that Yang Yang was taken away? If this is the case, I am afraid that it really happened to the ring! Then don’t tell the lady in front of him, there was already one problem, so don’t add one. So he replied: “Little thing, I can’t explain clearly, I’ll just see Yang Yang.”

Liu Xin felt a little upset when she saw Brother Feng repeatedly looking for Yangyang. She remembered the "safety education" that Sister Chen had given them at the weekly "work meeting": Recently, a gangster robbed the house, and the target of the attack was to choose the ladies from these entertainment venues. The method was to find various excuses to go to their homes after getting familiar with each other, and it was often **, killing people, and robbing a spoonful of stews. Sister Chen reminded them to be careful of strangers, and to take the designated taxi in front of the door when they go home in the middle of the night. Liu Xin's tone was a little weak when she thought about it: "If you want to find Yangyang, you can come here to find her when she recovers from her illness. It is not convenient to go to the house."

Listening to her tone and looking at her expression, Feng Junzi could probably guess what she was thinking, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. His face turned right and said in a serious tone: "If I don't go to see her, her illness may not be cured. She is not sick, she is possessed by evil."

Liu Xin was surprised: "Brother Feng, what did you say? She was possessed by evil spirits? How could that be possible!"

Feng Junzi ignored her surprise and then asked: "Has she been confused and confused since last night? Since you live with her, do you still remember how she came home yesterday?"

When Feng Junzi mentioned this, Liu Xin also remembered it. She and Zhao Xue took a taxi home at dawn. She was also very sleepy at that time, while Zhao Xue was always confused. She seemed to have not woken up and didn't even look at the direction of walking. She pulled her upstairs into the door. From the time Zhao Xue lay on the bed, she was talking nonsense intermittently. Liu Xin couldn't hear clearly what she was saying. At first, she thought she was talking in her sleep. Liu Xin was recalling and heard Feng Ge's question in her ear: "Has Yang Yang said nonsense or sleep?"

Liu Xin replied subconsciously: "Yes, she kept mumbling...How did you know?"

Feng Junzi did not answer, but continued to ask: "She didn't have a fever, right? So she didn't have a high fever and talk nonsense. She didn't feel like she was asleep, so she wasn't talking in her sleep. So what did you say she was doing?"

Liu Xin raised her head and widened her eyes: "Brother Feng, how did you know? She had been with you in the middle of the night yesterday and became like this - what did you do to her?"

Feng Junzi: "I did nothing, including what I should have spent money... I guess, most people who are possessed by evil spirits do this. Don't tell me that you don't know that this bath center is not clean. Do you ladies all hear ghosts crying at night?"

Feng Junzi hit the nail on the head, and Liu Xin replied in a panic: "It's true, but it's never..."

Feng Junzi interrupted her and continued, "How do you know that something has never happened? Even if something has not happened before, it is possible. Yang Yang was infected because she took one of my things. If this thing is not brought back, your house will not be clean."

Liu Xin was scared, so she asked Feng Junzi: "Brother Feng, why are you so sure?"

Feng Junzi knew that he had said almost everything, so he asked in a deep voice: "On the 29th, I'll ask you something. Have you ever called Yangyang's name from this morning to now? How many times have you called it? Has she promised?"
Chapter completed!