All five aggregates are empty

Chapter 3

The dormitories in Changchun Garden are two-person rooms, and the conditions are much better than the undergraduate dormitories on campus.In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, this was originally an extremely famous courtyard, but it has been almost demolished now.

Meng Lijun opened the door of the dormitory with great reluctance, and a gust of cool wind rushed in.It seems that not long after Li Yibo left, the coolness brought by the air conditioner can still be felt in the air.Meng Lijun called Li Yibo before going back to the dormitory. He had expected him to help him and make up some excuses to fool the monk, but who would have thought that he would leave the dormitory on his own initiative, saying that he didn't want to disturb his second relationship with the master. people space.Thinking of this, Meng Lijun angrily kicked Li Yibo's random shoes aside.

"The dormitory is quite messy, just sit wherever you want."

"Are you reading folklore?" Minghua picked up the periodical "Folklore Research" on the desk and flipped through it casually.Although Meng Lijun did not introduce which is his desk, but his roommate Li Yibo is a Ph.D. student in the School of Life Sciences, so the books on the two shelves are obviously different.

"Folk religion is also quite interesting, just take a look."

Minghua nodded, scanned Meng Lijun's bookshelf with his eyes, and then took a book from the shelf.The book cover is elegant yellow, and the title is Walking on the Edge of Life.This is a book written by Mr. Yang Jiang when he was 90 years old. The book discusses the issues of spirit and flesh, man and ghost.

"Do you believe in ghosts in this world?" Ming Hua asked.

"Look at how to define 'ghost', I know this world is not as simple as it seems."

"Then how about I take you in-depth contact?"

"How to contact?"

"Take off your shirt."

"Huh?" Meng Lijun turned his head, suspecting that he had a hearing problem again, "Is this on me?"

"That's right." Minghua nodded.

Meng Lijun was only wearing a white T-shirt, if he took it off, there would be nothing left. "Why did you take it off?" he asked, taking a step back.

"It's for your own good."

"Did you come to my room just to take off my clothes?"

"..." Minghua was silent for a second, as if he didn't know how to answer, but he still said: "You can also say that."

"I don't take it off, why should I take it off?" Meng Lijun looked at Minghua confidently, as if he would never take it off to the death.He thought to himself, who would let someone take off their clothes when they first met?This monk is simply inexplicable.As a result, in the next second, he immediately softened, because Ming Hua said: "Do you still want to graduate?"

Gritting his teeth, Meng Lijun took off his shirt, revealing his lean upper body.The upper body that was supposed to be perfect broke the overall balance due to the watch on the left hand, which added confusion instead.Ming Hua sized up Meng Lijun, then suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Meng Lijun covered his body with both hands and asked nervously.

"You locked 'him' up."

"'He'?" Meng Lijun repeated in confusion, but Minghua didn't answer, but pushed him onto the bed with his hands, as natural as pushing him into the lake just now.

Meng Lijun fell face down into the quilt with a bewildered expression, and before he could react, a big hand pressed down on his shoulder.He struggled to turn over, but Minghua's right leg was caught between his legs, preventing him from moving.

"What are you doing?!" Meng Lijun forced his head up from the quilt and asked in shock.But soon he calmed down, just because he felt that Minghua seemed to be writing something on his back with his fingers.That finger is like a match, wherever it strikes, it ignites a fire.The strange touch seemed to turn into an electric current, which flowed through his whole body along the blood vessels, making his skin unstoppably goosebumps.

Minghua's last stroke stopped on Meng Lijun's lower back.After finishing the painting, he let go of Meng Lijun, and then left only one sentence, "Come to Weiming Lake at nine o'clock tonight", and left Meng Lijun's dormitory.

After Minghua left, Meng Lijun quickly put on his clothes and went to the shared bathroom on the floor. He lifted up the clothes on the back to see what Minghua had drawn.When he was lying on his stomach just now, he vaguely felt that what Minghua drew was not characters, but some kind of pattern.Looking in the mirror behind him, he found a dark green totem on his back. In the middle of the totem seemed to be a twisted ouroboros, and around the snake was a circle.He wanted to take a closer look, but he couldn't get any closer because of the pattern on his back.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the bathroom. Meng Lijun saw that it was an acquaintance from the dormitory next door, and immediately pulled him over.

"Come on, come on, show me a pat on the back."

"What happened to your back?"

"Drawn by someone."

"What did you draw?"

"I don't know either. Why don't you take pictures for me?"

"Nothing." Although the person next door said so, he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of Meng Lijun's back in cooperation.

"Look, there's nothing there."

Meng Lijun took the phone and looked at it, but there was nothing there.But he looked up at the mirror again, and there was indeed a dark green totem in the mirror.

"Okay...thanks."

It's not the first time that Meng Lijun can see things that others can't. He has long been used to it.Looking at the time, it was already past six o'clock in the evening, and I don't know what Minghua asked him to go to Weiming Lake at nine o'clock.

Back in the dormitory room, Meng Lijun turned on the computer and searched for words related to Minghua in the library's database, but there was no result at all.He is not stupid, Ming Hua asked him to go to Weiming Lake, something must have happened.And judging from Minghua's act of drawing something on his back, it must not be a good thing.Although he didn't want to go, curiosity was like a little devil, egging him on in his ear.In addition, as a doctoral student waiting to graduate, he dare not not listen to what his supervisor says, even though the supervisor is a monk who is completely unpredictable.

Meng Lijun hasn't touched these things for seven or eight years.Since the incident of jumping from the building, although he could still see some dirty things, those things always took a detour when they saw him, so he gradually became less afraid.But the experience of Weiming Lake this afternoon still left him with lingering fears, and he couldn't help but recall the experience of being bound by ghosts when he was young.

After casually eating two mouthfuls of food in the cafeteria, Meng Lijun waited restlessly until after eight o'clock. He couldn't wait any longer, so he decided to go to Weiming Lake in advance.

From Changchun Garden to Weiming Lake, you have to go through the Red Gate of the West School Gate.At this time, there were no tourists coming and going at the Red Gate, and it seemed a little deserted.The Red Gate has a history of nearly 100 years. It is a red lacquer palace-style building with three doors. It is simple and elegant. There are two stone lions on both sides of the door, giving people a solemn feeling.

The entrance of the Red Gate is a road that is not too wide. Standing across the road and waiting for the traffic lights, Meng Lijun always feels that the Red Gate looks a little different today.As the west gate of Yenching University, Red Gate has two security guards all year round.Normally, the two security guards would often walk around the door to check the IDs of the students entering the school, but today the two security guards stood motionless in the shadow of the door, looking like a still picture.

Meng Lijun looked carefully again, and found that the security guard's face could not be seen clearly at all.At this time, he suddenly noticed that the light from the street lamp did not reach the vicinity of the red door at all, and the door seemed to be covered by some enchantment, which formed a sharp contrast with the bright road.

The shadow on the ground suddenly shook, and Meng Lijun looked up subconsciously, and saw a black figure in the shape of a human lying on the bricks above the red door.The moon hangs above the black shadow. Logically speaking, the moonlight should be able to illuminate the real appearance of the black shadow, but the strange thing is that the shadow is like a black hole, without reflecting any light at all.

The black shadow seemed to have noticed Meng Lijun's gaze, and immediately turned into the campus, and the light and shadow at the red door also returned to normal, and the security guard at the door was still tirelessly checking the student's ID as usual.

The green light came on, and it seemed that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.