In front of a nine-story building on the outskirts of the capital, I was staring at the nine characters on the bronze plaque in front of the door - Folklore Affairs Survey and Research Bureau. If it hadn't been for the address of the unit on the employment application form, I don't think I would have been able to find this investigation bureau.

What on earth is this place? This is the capital, and even outside the Fifth Ring Road, land is at a premium. How could there be such a large open space with a solitary building standing there. Downstairs, I stopped an older lady to ask for directions. She looked at the plaque opposite and told me blankly: "What is the Folklore Affairs Survey and Research Bureau? I've never heard of it."

Go in or leave, Is this a problem? While I was thinking wildly, a familiar voice sounded from behind me: "Brother, do you know where the Folklore Affairs Survey and Research Bureau is?" When I turned around, I saw a big chubby face baring its teeth at me.

"Fuck you!" The fat man was a little surprised when he saw me.

I rolled my eyes at him and said, "Please be civilized. What do you mean by 'fuck you'! Can you not bring so many odds and ends with your words?" After speaking, I pointed to the plaque in front of the building. The fat man chuckled and said: "Slip of the tongue, um, what a coincidence, you come to report too?"

I was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean I also come to report? Is there anything you have to do here? You Isn't it at the Narcotics Division?"

After hearing what I said, Fatty looked confused and said, "Don't mention it, I'm fucking transferred here."

It turns out that Fatty and I are here. Likewise, after returning to the Narcotics Enforcement Division, he was promoted to a higher level and held the title of Section Chief. The position of section chief had not yet been filled. Almost on the same day that I was discharged from the army, Fatty received a transfer order to report to the Folklore Affairs Investigation and Research Bureau.

Although I didn’t meet an old acquaintance in a foreign country, I was still a half-acquaintance, but there was still something more troublesome. I asked the fat man about the Folklore Affairs Investigation and Research Bureau, but unfortunately he also gave me a blank look. , can’t explain why.

"We are already here, what are we worried about? Our buddies have broken out of Dead Man's Pond, why do we still care about this situation?" The fat man looked unconcerned, pulled me up and walked inside.

This place is no different from an ordinary office, except that it is a little past ten in the morning and there is no one in the building. The fat man and I walked around on the first floor until we reached the second floor. I saw a person at the elevator entrance.

This man was tall and thin, in his thirties but not forty years old. After hearing that we had come to register, he looked at me and the fat man one by one. The expression on his face was half-smile but not a smile, and he said, "Come and report. Go to the director's office on the sixth floor and ask for director Gao."

Report to the director directly instead of the HR department? I thought I didn't make it clear enough, so I repeated it again. The tall and thin man showed an impatient expression and said, "I didn't say it, how many more times do you want me to say it? The director's office is on the sixth floor!" After saying that, he ignored us and entered the elevator without looking back.

"You will die if you say more." The fat man muttered to the closed elevator door. I patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go and talk nonsense with the elevator."

You can see the director's office as soon as you exit the elevator. The tall and thin man I met just now is still standing at the door. Couldn't he be Director Gao? I muttered in my heart. The fat man seemed to be outspoken. He walked over a few steps, stretched out his hand and said, "Are you Director Gao? I am..."

The tall and thin man curled his lips, "I didn't say that. , Do I weigh more than 200 pounds? Come in, Director Gao is waiting for you." Before the fat man could reply, someone in the office said, "Is someone here? Civilization, please bring them in." After the tall and thin man agreed, he glanced at me and the fat man, "Come in, the director invites you."

This is the first time that I have entered. Director's Office. It doesn't seem like a big deal now. It's just that the house is bigger, the decoration is better, the office furniture is more high-end, and the indoor lighting is brighter.

This office is an inner and outer closet, with a living room outside and the real director's office inside. The fat man and I followed the tall and thin man into the room inside. A middle-aged man who was even fatter than Fatty was sitting behind his desk and looking at us with a smile.

I have seen this person before! More than a month ago, it was he who took over Dead Man's Pool from the squadron leader with a piece of paper. Yes, it was still that smile, and a few words made the squadron leader hand over his territory.

Wait a minute! I suddenly realized that I had just met him a month ago, and a month later I was "discharged." By coincidence, there was a job waiting for me at the Veterans Affairs Office as a chief clerk in a government agency in the capital. On the first day of registration, I saw the two fat men who were in Dead Man's Pond again. Not such a coincidence, right? Would anyone believe that all this was not deliberately arranged?

Different from my reaction, the fat man next to me was tilting his head and looking at the fat man behind the desk. He had a suspicious look on his face and wanted to speak, but he hesitated. This is no wonder for him. When the middle-aged fat man appeared in the Dead Man's Pond, he was lying on the ground spitting out water. Naturally, his impression was not as profound as mine.

The tall and thin man walking in front of us spoke: "Gao Bureau, they are here to report. Didn't I say that we should be assigned to the same room this time?"

< p> The middle-aged fat man glanced at him and said, "Is this something you worry about? You brought someone here and you don't know how to introduce me?"

The tall and thin man made a haha, and turned his palm to the middle-aged man. The fat man waved and said: "This is Director Gao Liang of the Folklore Affairs Investigation and Research Bureau. Our polling bureau does not have a deputy director or secretary. In this three-acre land, Director Gao has the final say."< /p>

After saying that, he waved his hands to me and the fat man, "You two can speak for yourselves."

"Haha, no need." Director Gao smiled and continued: "We know each other. , we met more than a month ago, right?"

"Oh." Fatty finally remembered, "I remember, you have been to Dead Man's Pond."

< p> Director Gao looked at us with a smile and said: "There is no need to mention the past, we will be a family from now on. Sit and talk, do you want to smoke?" He took out a box of unopened cigarettes from the drawer and handed it to Give me.

What kind of cigarette is this? The red packaging does not have any text icons, just a triangle stamp on the lid. I tore open the wrapper and pulled out a cigarette. Um? Why is this cigarette's filter so long? It's almost as long as a cigarette. Finally I saw the trademark, two words - panda. A legendary national treasure.

"Split it in half." The fat man's fat face had already come closer. I handed the cigarette in my hand to him and said, "Take it, save yourself some smoking." After saying that, I put the cigarette case into my pocket.

Director Gao chuckled, took out another box of cigarettes and threw it to the fat man, and then got to the point: "Enough nonsense, I have read your files, and you both performed very well in your original unit. , I believe there will be better development in the polling bureau. The bureau has made a decision, and you two, Shen La and Sun Desheng, have been assigned to work in the investigation room." He pointed to the tall and thin man, "This is you. Director of the Investigation Office, Hao Wenming, Director Hao. Okay, you have signed the work contract, and Director Hao will introduce the rest."

What do you mean? Is this the end? I narrowed my eyes and glanced at the fat man. This guy's eyes were moving towards me intentionally or unintentionally. There is no need to rely on him, just rely on yourself.

I cleared my throat with a cough, then smiled and said to Fatty Gao: "Director Gao, you also said that we will be a family from now on. So what is the situation in the Water Curtain Cave of Dead Man's Pool? , it shouldn't be a problem if you tell your 'family', right?" The fat man echoed: "Yes, the two leaders are one family, can't they speak the same language?"

"Of course it's not a problem." The tall fat man's smiling eyes made me feel vaguely uneasy. He continued: "But I don't know how you judge the standard of 'family'."

Hao Wenming took out two pieces of crumpled paper from his pocket and spread them on the pages of Fatty and I. He said in front of him: "It's not me. Director Gao means that after signing this work contract, we are a family." The two of them managed the time just right and cooperated quite tacitly, giving people a sense of professionalism. The feeling of practice. I looked at these two pieces of paper that were too hard to wipe my buttocks with, and thought to myself: Have you two ever done a pyramid scheme before? How many people were tricked?

The fat man picked up the contract and glanced at it a few times, and immediately discovered the problem, "Holy crap! Are you kidding me, the contract is valid for ninety-nine years?" After saying that, he looked at me with wide eyes.

What are you looking at me for? You've got the wrong person. I glared at him angrily, turned to the fat and thin people and smiled bitterly: "Director Gao, Director Hao, our Folklore Affairs Investigation and Research Bureau is really a family. We can live together for ninety-nine years. It will last a long time. We are really happy to work till we are old. But we are afraid that we will not live until the end of the contract." "Haha, Xiao Shen, you are really good at joking. What is the iron rice bowl of a ninety-nine-year contract? Well, in these days, who still thinks the contract period is long?" Fatty Gao continued: "I heard that you saw and heard some unusual things at the Dian people altar. I wonder if it is better now?"

Before I could speak, the color on Fatty’s face had changed. "How do you know? I thought it was really dizzy and tinnitus at first, but I didn't expect to see some messy things when I came out. Recently, I don't dare to go out when it gets dark. Last week was July 15th, and I didn't dare to open the window. ." The fat man spoke with a trembling tone.

"Are you exaggerating a bit? Are you that powerful?" I said looking at the fat man's exaggerated expression.

Unexpectedly, Fatty Gao turned his attention to me and continued: "How can Sun Desheng (Fat Man) compare with you? You are born to see those things and have long been used to it, and he has been recently Only then did I react to those things."

What Fatty Gao said made me dumbfounded. I had never told anyone about my open eyes. How did he know about it?

Director Gao was very satisfied with the reaction of Fatty and I. He looked at us both with a smile and said: "When you enter the polling bureau, we are a family, whether it is born or just recently. We, the family, will help you solve your troubles.”

I didn’t move my pen, but the fat man hesitated and signed his name on the contract. Director Gao watched him sign the contract, then turned to look at me and said, "Xiao Shen, do you have any questions?"

I scratched my scalp and said, "Director Gao, tell the truth. Don't be ridiculous. I entered the military camp right after I left school. I don't know much about the functions and powers of the Folklore Affairs Investigation and Research Bureau."

"Haha. "Xiao Shen, you are interesting." Gao Liang looked at me and said with a smile: "It is somewhat difficult to introduce our work functions to outsiders, but you and Xiao Sun have opened their eyes and can be said to have been exposed to the scope of the polling bureau's work. " At this point, Gao Liang's smile softened a little, and his face became more serious. "To put it bluntly, the job of our polling bureau is to deal with some scientifically unexplainable events, such as the incident in Yunnan Dead Man's Pond. , In fact, you guessed it a little bit when we met in Yunnan, right, Xiao Shen? "

"Haha, I just guessed it when I came in." I laughed a few times. The Tao is a chaotic force of gods and ghosts, and the disciple is silent. This doesn't seem like a place for good people to stay. It's not a good place to stay for a long time! I said, "Director Gao, I think I'm still not suitable for the job of the polling bureau. I'm really sorry for wasting your precious time." I said a few polite words before leaving.

Fatty Gao’s reaction was a bit unexpected. He just smiled. It seemed that he didn’t really care whether I quit. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Finding a job is a two-way choice. Xiao Shen, I wish you find a better job." After saying that, he stood up and shook my hand.

Just when I thought it was almost done and was about to leave, Fatty Gao stopped me casually and said, "Xiao Shen, don't leave in a hurry. I suddenly remembered something that I need to tell you. "

"Huh?" I was halfway up and bent over. I didn't understand what he meant. Fatty Gao continued: "I heard that you were born with the Heavenly Eye. When you were a child, you had some troubles because of this. Later, someone gave you an idea. Use black dog blood to wash your hair to cover the Heavenly Eye. Right?"

"You go on, you're welcome. "Have you sent someone to my hometown to find out?" You don’t need to touch the bottom of the sea so thoroughly, right? Fatty Gao saw the surprise on my face, smiled and said: "But the person who came up with the idea is a second-hand swordsman. The eyes of the sky are powerful, and the black dog's blood can block evil spirits. Use it to cover the spirits, alas!"

Fatty Gao smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then said: "Washling your hair with black dog blood seems to cover the Heavenly Eye, but in fact it just pollutes the Heavenly Eye. As time goes by, the Heavenly Eye will reappear.

"Every time the Sky Eye is reopened, it will attract the floating spiritual energy around it like a magnetic field. If you are unlucky, it is not uncommon to encounter a water ghost stealing your body or something. And the ability of the Sky Eye will become more and more powerful. Qiang, you won’t be able to go to places like hospitals and cemeteries in the future; in the future, you must remember to stay at home honestly on the lunar festivals such as July 15th and Tomb Sweeping Day, and don’t open the window and look around, or scare yourself again ! Eh? Xiao Shen, you look bad, forget it, I said too much, you should go back and rest early."

I even knew about the water ghost when I was a child. But the things I saw during this period were indeed ridiculous. I was still thinking that after reporting for work today, I would go to the market to buy a black dog and take it home for a bath...

Fatty Gao was still looking at me with a smile. Hao Wenming walked in front of me and looked like he was about to put away the contract. . I no longer hesitated, gritted my teeth, picked up the pen, and signed two large Chinese characters - Shen La.

"Director Gao, I've figured it out. If I don't join the polling bureau, who will?" After saying that, he handed the contract to Fatty Gao's eyes.

"How about you think about it again? Don't force it." When Fatty Gao looked at me, there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Haha." I laughed dryly, "What are you thinking about? I am already a member of the polling bureau. Director Gao, since we are a family, can you help us solve our troubles?"< /p>

"It's very simple to solve your troubles." Fatty Gao said after putting out the cigarette in his hand, "There is an old saying that you should have heard, telling ghosts to be afraid of evil people. In fact, it is usually the elderly and children who see ghosts. And women. Their yang energy is weak and they are easily possessed by evil spirits. If they are strong in yang energy, evil spirits will stay away."

"How can a boy be considered a man with strong yang energy? Doesn't count?" The fat man asked seriously with his eyes widened.

"Oh? I can't tell. Xiao Sun, you are still very innocent." Not only did the tall fat man look playful and smiling, but even the originally cold Hao Wenming next to him had a rich expression at this moment. .

The fat man was a little embarrassed to get off the stage, and explained with a red face: "I'm asking for someone else. So what... I'm not."

"I understand, I understand." Director Gao The smile on his face became even bigger.

"Director Gao, do you have a pen and paper here? I want to record it." Out of humanitarianism, I changed the topic and gave the fat man a step up.

"You don't need to remember these, you will know it when you grow up." Fatty Gao said again, "Tong men cannot be regarded as having strong yang energy. To judge whether the yang energy is strong or not, it mainly depends on the condition at that time. Luck. A person's luck is divided into three categories: weak and six prosperous. When the luck is extremely strong, the yang energy in the body will also be very strong. At this time, it can be said that all evils are immune.

"Women are limited by their innate conditions. , it is destined that Yin will rise and Yang will decline, so we don’t need to think about it for now. Children under the age of sixteen will not be able to reach the six prosperous destiny. As for the elderly, their prosperity will inevitably decline, and their luck is basically going downhill. As for men in their prime, it cannot be said that all Yang Qi is strong, because there are many things that can release Yang Qi. Anger, bleeding, swearing, lust, greed, and even colds and fevers are all examples of Yang Qi release. Not to mention that some men are born with limitations and their yang energy is not as good as that of ordinary women. "

The fat man said helplessly: "Then there are not many yang-yang left?" "

"Let me finish my words first. Fatty Gao glanced at Fatty Sun, and then said: "What I just mentioned is an innate condition, and there are ways to make up for it." For example, among Taoists and Buddhists, their cultivation methods basically follow the path from Gang to Yang. Not to mention there are some props and magic weapons to exorcise ghosts and demons. "

I heard that this was not quite right, so I asked: "Director Gao, do you mean that after we enter the polling bureau, we still have to go home? I don’t know about Lao Sun. I am the eldest grandson at home, so I have to go home to discuss this matter. "

"You two have one problem, so you can't let me finish what I'm saying? Fatty Gao said depressedly, "Forget it, I won't tell you in detail." In short, our polling bureau has its own way to solve the problem. Okay, Hao Wenming, take them away. ”