Chapter 10: Requiem

Sometimes Zhao Lingjun thinks it's really good to be a man. For example, he doesn't have to put such a big thing in his pants every month. But when he saw the entrance of the sewer that was smelling like a sour and odorous gas, Zhao Lingjun felt that he was actually a good woman. At least even a woman like Hao Meili can twist her big and say, "You never want to let a woman go and poke."
But at this time, Zhao Lingjun had to admire Zhang Zhong's skill in murder.
Because I only saw Zhao Lingjun's expression a little shaken. Zhang Zhong had already handed a flashlight and a shovel to Zhao Lingjun, and said to Zhao Lingjun: "Actually, maybe something is blocked, maybe it's a big nylon bag or something, maybe don't even Dig something out, maybe luck, if you go down and dig a shovel, the water will rush through the road at once. "
"MLGBD." Zhao Lingjun hadn't had time to quit, a flashlight and a shovel were already stuffed into his hands. At this time, Zhao Lingjun really wanted to pick up the shovel that Zhang Fatzi handed over and flip him over. Then he took his two fat legs and dragged him to the sewer mouth, and then tucked his pig head into the sewer He smelled the smell in the sewer well and then asked him, "Does it smell fragrant, next time I dare to call Lord Zhao to dig the sewer?"
But thinking that despite this thought, Zhao Lingjun finally carried a shovel to the sewer entrance.
In fact, Zhao Lingjun is not a person who will easily succumb to power. Although it ’s impossible to shovel Zhang Fatty with a shovel, Zhao Lingjun could n’t help but spit in front of Zhang Fatty and Han Yazhen for a while, saying that I ’m not free to play with you Close the door and go to bed.
But when he saw Wu Xiaoye in the crowd, Zhao Lingjun remembered why he stayed at this low salary and had to see several leather bag companies that were even more annoying than cockroaches. At this time, Zhao Lingjun suddenly remembered that if Wu Chou did not continue today, Wu Xiaoye would be smoked by the unpleasant smell all night.
Zhao Lingjun will never control the life and death of Hao Meili and others. But Zhao Lingjun could not bear to let Wu Xiaoye spend the whole night in a room smelling like a public toilet.
So when taking over Zhang Fatzi's shovel and flashlight, Zhao Lingjun just took a deep breath. Said to Fatty Zhang. "Bring me a mask and gloves."
"Okay." Zhang Zhongxi was overjoyed, and probably did not expect Zhao Lingjun to agree so readily.
Within two minutes, a pair of gloves and a mask had been put on Zhao Lingjun's hand.
With the size of Zhang Fatzi, of course, there can be no such fast speed. It was Hao Meili's second general Haha who brought the gloves and mask for Zhao Lingjun.
Zhao Lingjun looked disdainfully at the two people who were flattered and blushed, and walked to the sewer without looking back.
As soon as he approached the sewer gate, Zhao Lingjun almost disgusted to spit out the overnight rice bowl.
Although it is not midsummer now. But the weather is already hot. The whole sewer is now sour and smelly after decay. It hasn't reached the sewer. It seems that Zhao Lingjun can already see the smell of steaming up like steam. Even if you wear a mask, you can't stop the smell that is a hundred times more smelly than stinky tofu.
But what really made Zhao Lingjun's scalp numb was that when approaching the black and sudden sewer entrance, Zhao Lingjun suddenly remembered what Zhang Changsheng said to himself when he first came here last year.
Below this is a mass grave. It is said that they were specially buried at the death row. At that time, Zhang Changsheng said this to Zhao Lingjun.
Later, when Zhao Lingjun was with Wu Xiaoye one day, Zhao Lingjun also accidentally talked about this topic with Wu Xiaoye. Because at that time Zhao Lingjun was not quite sure, what Zhang Changsheng said was true.
But Zhao Lingjun's answer to Wu Xiaoye remembers it clearly.
Wu Xiaoye did not tell Zhao Lingjun that the following is indeed a mass grave dedicated to the death row prisoners. Wu Xiaoye just asked Zhao Lingjun if he heard a very melodious piece of music often played in the community.
After thinking about it, Zhao Lingjun said yes. Because indeed many in the evening, the same unknown song will be put in the community.
When he heard Zhao Lingjun answering this question, Wu Xiaoye just said, it was the first requiem.
Zhao Lingjun knew that Wu Xiaoye would never deceive himself.
So now I saw that black and white sewer. Zhao Lingjun thought about the scenes in many horror movies. Zhao Lingjun suddenly felt that it was not a sewer, but an entrance to numerous graves of unjust souls.
"I won't go at once, so I can't get out."
Such an idea suddenly appeared in Zhao Lingjun's mind.
When Zhao Lingjun thought of this, he could not help watching Wu Xiaoye somehow.
But as soon as he saw Wu Xiaoye, Zhao Lingjun suddenly felt that Wu Xiaoye today is a little strange.
The usual Wu Xiaoye is quiet and quiet, with a very indifferent look that is indisputable. Zhao Lingjun always felt that even if a bundle of money suddenly fell in front of Wu Xiaoye, she did not have any excited expression.
But Zhao Lingjun suddenly discovered that Wu Xiaoye's pale face today had a little blush. When Zhao Lingjun turned to see Wu Xiaoye, Zhao Lingjun found that Wu Xiaoye was also looking at herself.
The eyes of the two people were opposite. Zhao Lingjun found that in Wu Xiaoye's eyes, in addition to a trace of concern, there was actually a little excitement and excitement.
"Why does she have such a vision?" Zhao Lingjun still couldn't help thinking about this issue as Zhao Lingjun grabbed the edge of the sewer entrance and slowly explored the iron ladder on the sewer wall with his feet. And the more he thought about that requiem, the more Zhao Lingjun felt his scalp numb.
It is estimated that the cover of this sewer has never been turned over since it was closed. On the iron ladder on the wall of the sewer, there has also been a layer of black mud that suddenly looks like mud, but does not know what it is. Although wearing gloves, Zhao Lingjun can still feel the greasy feeling. This feeling makes Zhao Lingjun feel that he is not grabbing the handrails, but some dead eel that has been stiff and rotten.
"God, I haven't done anything harmful to the sky. I often help the old lady to cross the road, and often give seats to the old man. Can't you let me encounter any perverted ghosts here."
Zhao Lingjun held his breath as much as possible, while carefully grasping the ladder with one hand, and slowly crawling down with a shovel in one hand, he kept talking in his heart.

Zhang Changsheng squatted at the sewer entrance, holding a flashlight to illuminate Zhao Lingjun.
The light of this ordinary flashlight is not very strong, and after being blocked by Zhao Lingjun himself for a long time, Zhang Changsheng can't see anything in the black sewer.
Because of fear of long-term lack of ventilation and lack of oxygen, Zhang Changsheng found a rope to tie Zhao Lingjun to his waist. If there is something wrong with UU reading www.uukanshu.com, Zhang Changsheng will pull Zhao Lingjun up, but even so When watching Zhao Lingjun slowly go down, Zhang Changsheng was already sweating in the hand holding the rope.
Because the figure of Zhao Lingjun was dim in the dim flashlight light, it seemed to have a faint feeling.
From the above, it seems that the sewer is not deep, but when Zhao Lingjun went down, the rope in his hand became longer and longer, Zhang Changsheng found out that the sewer seemed to be much deeper than the ordinary sewer.
The closer Zhao Lingjun was to the bottom of the sewer, the more Zhang Changsheng could not see Zhao Lingjun's situation.
The light of the flashlight seems to be absorbed by the dark, sewer wall filled with unknown mucus.
"How about? Do you want to drop the flashlight?" Zhang Changsheng suddenly felt a little flustered when he couldn't see Zhao Lingjun, so he couldn't help shouting a word.
"Wow." Zhang Changsheng first heard a sound of water, as if something suddenly fell into the water. Then Zhang Changsheng heard it.
This cry is very sad. All the people present changed their faces.