Daomu Biji

The three of us were quiet for more than ten minutes, and there was complete silence. During this period, the fat man kept looking at me, but no one said anything.

The TV screen was paused for Aning. On the black and white screen, what was frozen was that extremely familiar face. Under the unkempt face, that face I saw every day - my own face, it was the first time that I felt like this. It was so scary and weird that I didn’t even dare to look at it.

After a long time, Aning finally made a sound. She said softly: This is why I have to come to you.

I didn't speak, and I didn't know what to say. My mind went blank and I didn't know how to react.

The fat man opened his mouth and made a few speechless sounds before the words came out: Xiao Wu, is this you?

I shook my head, feeling dizzy for a while, and couldn't think at all. I pinched my nose hard and waved to them, telling them not to ask me, and to calm down first.

As expected, they didn't speak. I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down before asking Aning: Where did it come from? From the records, it should have been sent from Golmud, Qinghai. .”

I took a deep breath, and sure enough, it came from the same place. Judging from the age of the tape, it was the same as the two tapes that took Huo Ling, so it couldn't be very close to the present. So there should be some relationship between these two sets and the two sets I received. It can be ruled out that there will not be two separate things.

But there was absolutely no experience in my mind of wearing those clothes and crawling around in an old house. It was so incredible that it was hard for me to believe that the person on the screen was me. I immediately felt like this was a conspiracy. Besides this, are there any other clues? I asked her again. She shook her head, The only clue is you, so I came to find you.

I picked up the remote control, turned it back, and watched the process again. I squeezed the remote control so hard that it made a pop sound. When I saw the close-up of that moment, although I was mentally prepared, my heart still sank suddenly.

Although the black and white screen is blurry, the person inside is definitely me.

The fat man still wanted to ask, but Aning stopped him. She went out and said something to Wang Meng. The latter responded and came back with a bottle of wine soon. Aning poured my tea and poured me a cup. liquor.

I smiled gratefully, took it, and took a big sip. The spicy taste filled my trachea, and I immediately started coughing. The fat man on my side said softly to me: Calm down first, don't be anxious, this doesn't matter. It’s hard to explain, please make sure first, is this person really not you?”

I shook my head: This person is definitely not me. Then do you have any brothers who look very similar to you? The fat man asked me with a grin, Would your father have something like that when he is out there-

I find it funny myself. Isn't this the plot in some martial arts novels? How could this happen in reality? He shook his head with a wry smile and took another sip.

Aning looked at me for a long time and then said to me: If it wasn't you, could you explain what's going on?

I thought to myself, You ask me who I'm going to ask. I was so confused that I didn't want to answer her. The matter was completely beyond the scope of my understanding, and I couldn't think rationally for a while. The most important thing is that while I was confused, I also had a strange feeling in my heart.

But I can't grasp any thread of this feeling. This is driving me crazy again.

The fat man on the side said again: Since it's not the case, then this person can only be wearing a mask that looks like you... It seems that it is rare for someone to be very satisfied with your appearance. You should feel relieved. Do you think someone will take a photo of you? Are you here to play with this belt?

I cursed secretly, human skin mask, this is a good explanation, but the so-called human skin mask is easy to disguise as another person, but it is quite difficult to disguise as a specific person. It can be said that it is almost impossible. possible. If someone wants to make a human skin mask that looks like me, he 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 opens his mouth, the mask will be instantly removed. Will reveal the secret.

There must be something hidden in the scenes in this videotape. Even if someone really wears a mask that looks like me, a lot of questions will arise: For example, who is this person? How did he know my appearance? What else has he done with my face? Why 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 had an illusion, thinking to myself, maybe this person is not wearing a human skin mask, but I am wearing a human skin mask?

I touched my face, wanting to see if I was Wu Xie, but it hurt when I pinched it. It was obvious that my face was real, and I also laughed.

Huo Ling's videotape, as well as the videotape with I in it, were sent to me and Aning in the name of Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie respectively. Such behavior must have some meaning. All the weirdness suddenly came over me again, and the obsession with the truth behind Third Uncle's lies that I finally got rid of suddenly popped up in my heart again.

In the evening, it was still outside the building. I invited the fat man to dinner, and it was still the same lunch table.

I remained silent throughout the afternoon. Aning couldn't wait any longer, so he left a phone number and address and went back to his hotel. Let me inform her if I have any ideas and she will come back tomorrow.

I guess it was just one night and I didn't have any ideas. I just dealt with her a few times and sent her away. Fatty originally planned to go back tonight, but after this incident happened, he was also interested and planned to stay for a few more days to see how things develop. I arranged his place to live, and he didn't eat much at noon, so he stayed and continued to eat my cheap meal.

The waiter looked at me and the fat man and came again, but the woman was not there. She probably really thought she had been sold by us, and she kept looking weird. Normally I would definitely make fun of her, but now I'm really not in the mood.

As soon as Aning left, the fat man asked me: Xiao Wu, the lady is gone, what's going on, can you tell me?

I smiled bitterly at him and said that I really didn't know, and I wasn't just pretending to be confused because Aning was there.

The fat man had a look of disbelief. In his opinion, my third uncle was extremely dishonest. I was at least a little fox. The person in the videotape must be me. I must have some difficulties that I cannot tell.

I really didn't want to explain, so I casually swore a poisonous oath, and he barely believed it. At this time, the food and wine were served. The fat man took a sip of wine and asked me again: Say, Xiao Wu, I think this is not a simple matter. You haven't spoken all afternoon. What have you thought of? You can't hide this from the fat man.

I shook my head, frowned and said to him: I really didn't expect anything. How could I possibly think about this clearly? I don't even know where to start thinking about it. The only thing I can think about now is, That’s who sent this tape.”

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

Second, Huo Ling’s tape was obviously shot very early, probably in the 1990s. If the two tapes were shot in the same era, then the “I” in Aning’s tape should also be life. In the 1990s. At that time, I clearly remember that I was still in middle school. Not to mention that I had no memory of filming, even the appearance was very different. I'm a conspiracy theorist, but if my childhood was fake, how do you explain the photos of my family growing up? How can my classmates and friends explain this?

Looking back now, what I can't figure out the most is who sent this tape to Aning and what his purpose was. Did he just want to scare me? It's really unlikely.

The fat man patted me to comfort me, and said to himself: Is it the same guy who pretended to be you to send something to Aning?

I sighed, thinking that no one knew this. Thinking of Aning's explanation of the signature of the package, I had doubts in my mind. If Aning's package was sent under a pseudonym, would the two tapes in my hand be the same? Pseudonym used? Is using Zhang Qiling’s signature just so that the tape can reach my hands? The one who sent the tape was not him but someone else?

After all, I feel like there is really no reason for him to send something like this. The videotape was really out of tune with him.

But who could it be if it wasn't him? The content is related to that group of people from Xisha. Could it be one of those people from Xisha? What is their purpose?

I asked the fat man, By the way, fat man, your brain is different from others. Please help me think about what might be going on. Just rely on your intuition. Intuition? The fat man scratched his head, You are like this Aren’t you fucking giving me a hard time, Fat Master? I don’t even have any illusions, Fat Master, so what kind of intuition can I have?”

I thought so, and it was a little unreliable for Fatty to think about this. After all, he was not very familiar with Menyou Ping, and he didn’t know much about Xisha, at least not as well as I did.

Speaking of Menyoupin, do I really know this person? I took a sip of wine and thought about it.

The overall feeling given to me by Menyoupin is that this person does not look like a person, but more like a very simple symbol. In my mind, except for the few times he saved me, it seemed that the rest of the time, I saw him sleeping. I don't even have the slightest clue to infer his character.

If you are an ordinary person, you can always judge the character of this person from the tone of his speech or some small actions. However, he speaks very little and does not do any small actions. He simply does not do anything superfluous. As long as he makes a move, something will happen. This is why everyone started to sweat when his expression changed several times.

After thinking about it, I said to the fat man again: Then don't use intuition, just tell me how you feel about this matter, what's wrong? Even a little bit, give me some support.

The fat man sighed and said to me: Damn it, you really embarrass us proletariat. I don't think so. However, there is something wrong. When you just said it, I noticed a detail. I wonder if you've noticed it? What details? I asked him. Didn't you say that there are two video tapes that the little brother sent you? One of them shows the woman combing her hair, and the other is blank with nothing on it.

I nodded, that was indeed the case.

The fat man said: This is fucking wrong. If it's blank, why did he send it to you? Isn't it unreasonable? Why didn't he just send the first set? Why did he need to collect two sets?

I sighed. I had considered this issue at first, but because the whole thing was so unbelievable, I didn’t have the energy to think about these small unreasonable aspects in detail. At that time, I felt that the other party had ulterior motives. , but I don’t know his intention.

The fat man shook his head after hearing this and said that was wrong: If you think so about this matter, it is too clueless. We live in the real world. This is not a suspense novel. Such clueless things should not happen. I think we may be thinking about things a little too complicated, and maybe the other party has a very simple reason for sending this videotape.

My mind was a little resistant to thinking and I didn't want to think about it, so I let him talk about his thoughts.

The fat man said: It's not an idea, I just feel that the way you think about the problem is wrong. It seems that you have been confused. Let's think about it directly. The other party sent you two tapes, one with content and one without content. , that is to say, there is no need to send one of the dishes, but the other party still sent it, right?

I nodded, and the fat man said: That's right, it's normal in this matter, because the person who sent the tape makes people feel weird, and we subjectively think that everything he does may have deep meaning. But damn, If you don’t think so, assuming that the guy who sent the thing is an ordinary person, do you think ordinary people would do this in this situation? I don’t think so. If I send you a tape, why should I take it with you? I sent it blank? Isn’t there something wrong with that? I feel like there must be an article here. Think about it again and see if it makes sense.”

I nodded. Fatty will always surprise people. Indeed, I didn't expect this question to be so profound. I leaned back on the chair, thinking about Fatty's words, and fell into deep thought.

Under what circumstances would an ordinary person send something in this way? What is the purpose of this combination of a videotape with content and a videotape without content?

Don’t complicate the problem, I warned myself, think intuitively, think about when I borrowed video tapes before, under what circumstances would I do such a thing?

When I thought about it, I really thought of something from the past, and my heart skipped a beat. I felt as if I had actually done the same thing for a while.

The fat man on the side was eating Dongpo meat. Looking at me, he asked, What? What did you think of?

I tilted my head and asked him to stop talking. I was savoring what I just thought of. As I thought about it, memories from the past appeared. I groaned. Suddenly I realized what was going on and stood up suddenly. He got up and said to the fat man: Oh my god, it's so simple! Don't eat it! We'll go back right away! Then he ran out.

The fat man ate half of the meat and almost spit it out. He shouted: You don't want to eat again? You didn't even eat lunch! Do you want to treat me like this?

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

The fat man spun around in circles, but there was nothing he could do to me, so he had to follow him. Before he left, he shouted to the waiter: You are not allowed to take away the food from this table! Fatty, I have to continue eating when I come back. Just watch your motherfucker. , if there are any less green onions, I will tear down your sign when I come back! Then he followed me out the door.