My Taoist Career

"That's how we found out that this number was directly transferred to the special line operator. This operator is specially transferred to some place in Beijing. Anyway, he is an upper-level figure. In other words, this is only used for reporting special work..." Help My dad is the secretary of some official, he knows a lot, he took the number and chattered, and looked at my dad with more and more pondering eyes.

This is a level that ordinary people cannot touch, that is, the so-called dedicated line. At that time, ordinary people made a call by dialing a switchboard number, shouting at the top of their voices which place, which unit, and who to call. What is the concept of a dedicated line?do not know!

The secretary also only vaguely knew that the special line could only be used when there was a major event, and the number of the special line was different, and only a few people knew what it represented behind it.

The secretary obviously didn't know the specific situation of this special line, he vaguely knew that this special line was from Beijing, which was quite remarkable.

My dad was taken aback by what he said, and he didn't know how to respond. Even the secretary's pondering gaze made him uncomfortable, so he had to laugh and didn't answer, which made the secretary feel that my dad might have a deep relationship. background.

The call was dialed quickly, and a pleasant female voice came from the other end of the phone, with a standard Beijing accent, asking, "Excuse me, what is the forwarding number?"

Unlike ordinary telephones, there is no need to report to a specific unit or anything on this special line. You only need to read a special number, and you will be transferred to the designated place.

The secretary knew this, and quickly read three numbers, the call was transferred, and then a female voice asked for the transfer number, and the secretary read the last three digits again, and the call was officially connected.

The effort of this call almost made my dad faint, until the secretary called my dad, and my dad answered the phone tremblingly.

Seeing that my dad answered the phone, the secretary didn't leave. After all, in that era, there was no such thing as liberty, and no one wanted to make mistakes, so we had to guard against the possibility that my dad was a spy!

Naturally, my dad can't care about this, anyway, Master Jiang also explained what to say, don't need to say anything special, anyway, it's good to be able to make a phone call.

"Hello..." The call was connected, and a calm male voice came from the other end of the phone. Just a word of hello made my dad stand up straight on the phone, as if he was reporting something to a big shot.

Some people are like this, and that bearing can be expressed even in their voices, and the person on the other end of the phone seems to have the bearing of a superior.

"You..Hello.." My dad held back for a long time, and then he uttered a sentence of 'pepper and salt' in Mandarin. After all, there is a standard Beijing dialect over there, and he can't guarantee that others can understand his Sichuan 'local dialect'.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for? What's the matter?" Although the demeanor is extraordinary, the tone over there is quite polite, but this kind of politeness has a natural sense of alienation and distance, which does not make people feel friendly.

"I, I'm looking for Jiang Lichun, Master Jiang." My dad's 'pepper and salt' mandarin was not fluent, and the pressure from the other end of the phone brought him nervousness, and he stuttered even more. Squeezed a sweat for my dad.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, which made my dad's hand holding the receiver slippery. There was no way, his palms were sweating too much, and he was afraid that someone would suddenly say "No, there's no one here."

Fortunately, there was not a long silence over there, and suddenly he asked eagerly: "Then who are you?"

"I, I, I am Chen Chengyi's father." My father reported who he was according to the old man Jiang's account. At this time, not only the secretary wondered, but I also wondered why my father didn't say that he was Who wants to say that he is my father, and I know that person?Am I so proud?

The secretary didn't know who Chen Chengyi was, so he probably just wondered if this unattractive villager had a capable kid named Chen Chengyi?

"Chengyi? Chengyi! Not bad, not bad." There was an inexplicable sentence on the other end of the phone, which seemed to be a question, but also seemed to be a sigh, plus two good ones, which made my dad confused, and he didn't know what kind of person he was. What do you mean.

"Okay, I see. I will inform Jiang Lichun. Is there anything else you want to tell?" After sighing a few words about my name, he meant to hang up the phone directly, just asking politely One sentence.

My dad is quitting, is he going to die?no!I don't know where the courage came from. My dad's 'Pepper and Salt' Mandarin is also fluent, and he said loudly: "Please tell Master Jiang that my daughter is not feeling well. I need his help. I am in a hurry. what."

The person on the other end of the phone was still so calm, and after listening to it, he just said in a leisurely manner: "I will do it as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, before my dad could say anything else, he hung up the phone, leaving my dad alone to hold the microphone, listening to the 'beep' and 'beep' in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

In short, my father has tried his best to save my second sister. Compared with my second sister's life, even if he has to face the fate of me in the future, he must endure it. My father has this idea Came to make this call.

It's just that the phone call made people confused and inexplicable. My dad felt uneasy, so he sighed and left the township office!

Do your best, let's live in peace.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed.

My second sister's condition is getting worse and worse. In the past few days, there are always 1 or 2 hours of waking time a day. During that time, she will cry and call her mother. I am afraid, and I will tell my family about her. Can't remember anything.

And in the past few days, my second sister is in a coma or drowsiness most of the time during the day, and when she is awake, she also opens a pair of big empty eyes, saying nothing, answering nothing, like a soulless person !

As for the evening, it is the most painful time for our family, because as soon as 11 o'clock in the evening, my second sister will always get up and go to the graveyard.

At this time, she seemed to be a different person, her eyes and expressions would always become very sinister and resentful, and her family could not stop her. If she was alone, she would always hurt herself in different ways. Even if she was tied up, she would not Bite your own mouth, bite your own tongue.

My parents were in extreme pain. They had no choice but to gag the second sister's mouth, and she hit her head desperately.

At the most painful time, my dad even took out a kitchen knife and yelled directly at my second sister: "Come out, don't mess with my daughter, I will die with you."

All I got in return was a series of crazy laughter and contemptuous looks. Even my father, who has always been a strong man, couldn't help squatting on the ground and hugging his head in pain after seeing this result!

If my daughter is sad, the pain of my parents will not be much lighter.

In desperation, we had no choice but to let the second sister go to the cemetery. We really couldn't bear the pain of her being so weak that she was still sitting on the grave and singing, and our family could only take turns guarding her.

But the worst situation is far more than that. The people in the village have already noticed this matter. Think about it, who wouldn't panic when the weird opera singing sound came from the cemetery every night?

Old Man Wang was just the first one to discover.

After singing like this for three days, a few brave men from the village made an appointment to check the cemetery, and finally they found out about my family.

The people in the village are kind, and there are quite a few people who sympathize with my family, but in those days, it was not easy to say "weird power and disorderly spirit". If you want to help with an idea, you can only come to my house quietly and say it quietly.

And there are rumors in the village, the basic rumors are: "That girl from the old Chen family, why did she get mentally ill?"

"Oh, I went to see that girl, she is already too thin to be human, and her face is frighteningly pale."

Words like this can reach my parents' ears every day, but it's just more heartbreaking.

The people in the village sighed, but everyone was ordinary people. Even in the countryside, they heard a lot of stories about gods, ghosts and ghosts.In fact, everyone is a sensible person, knowing that it is impossible for my second sister to suddenly suffer from some kind of mental illness, and everyone understands in their hearts that my second sister has hit something.

In addition, sympathy is all sympathy, because of my second sister's situation, people in the village are also panicking, this haunting is so big, everyone is afraid that the ghost will find themselves next.

Widow Zhou came to my house.

She is the only person in the village who has had direct contact with ghosts. After all, she has lived with Zhou Da's ghost for seven years, and she is considered an experienced person. My family has helped her and Zhou Da. She remembers her kindness and wants to come to my house to see Situation, come up with an idea.