I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Lu Ban answered the phone.

"Are you alright? I saw on the news today that they caught that serial killer yesterday. It seems he lives near where you live."

Feng Yu sounded somewhat worried.

"No problem. Actually, I helped catch that serial killer. He broke into my house and I caught him red-handed. The police officers praised me for my bravery."

Lu Ban spoke the truth.

"Haha, really? You're amazing!"

Feng Yu chuckled, but it was clear he didn't quite believe Lu Ban's words.

"By the way, you messaged me saying you were going to gather material, are you still working?"

"It's all been collected."

"So, you're going to release a new video?"

"Almost there, but it's not finished yet."

Lu Ban glanced at his editing software.

"That's a pity. I was planning to go out for a meal during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Feng Yu said casually.

Aren't you going home for Mid-Autumn Festival?

Lu Ban remembered that Feng Yu didn't seem to be from Jiangcheng.

"I'm not going back. As soon as I get home, my mom starts arranging blind dates for me. It's such a hassle."

Feng Yu's voice carried a hint of helplessness.

You can run away on the first day of the month, but you can't run away on the fifteenth.

Lu Ban answered seriously.

"...Do you have time to come out during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Feng Yu paused for a moment before abruptly ending the conversation.

"Mid-Autumn Festival might not be feasible, but National Day is possible."

Lu Ban glanced symbolically at the calendar and replied.

He values ​​continuity in his work, and the film should be finished by around October.

"How about we meet up for dinner during the National Day holiday, and maybe catch a movie?"

"Okay."

Lu Ban thought about it. Since the old squad leader had invited him so sincerely, he had no reason to refuse. After all, it was just going out for a meal, and it wouldn't hurt him.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Lu Ban hung up the phone.

As he put on his shoes and went downstairs, he saw that funeral music was already playing in the mourning hall, along with the sounds of chanting sutras and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Looking inside, Lu Ban couldn't find any trace of the old man, but he noticed that the old man's daughter's eyes lit up when she saw him, and she quickly came over.

"When I got home at noon, I opened the closet and saw that it was full of my grandfather's things."

Her expression was somewhat somber as she took out a stack of things from her bosom.

"Is it a bankbook or property ownership certificate?"

Lu Ban asked a question out of curiosity.

"no……"

The woman showed Lu Ban the stack of things.

It's a photograph.

Old, yellowed photos.

There was a young couple inside, dressed in clothes popular at the time, in the prime of their lives.

There was also a family photo of a couple with their child, as well as some travel and everyday photos.

But at some point, his wife disappeared, leaving only men and girls.

Flipping to the back, almost all the photos are of an adorable little girl, spanning her infancy, childhood, and school years. Just through these photos, you can feel the photographer's love for the girl.

It's clear that the man in this picture is the old man.

“My dad usually has a terrible temper and doesn’t like to talk to us. I always thought he disliked us, but I never expected this…”

The woman was depressed and didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse to learn this only after her father's death.

"How can there be parents who despise their own children?"

Lu Ban chuckled and waved goodbye to the woman.

Beside her, a hunched old man stood in the sunset, their shadows overlapping, just like in the photo, where a man with a sorrowful gaze forces a smile as he holds his daughter's hand.

Then and now, just as now and now.

Chapter 120 Sitting next to you is bad luck

The back street of Jiangcheng University.

Despite the previous body dumping case, the place was far from deserted. With October approaching, the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day were just around the corner, and students were still eating and drinking here. The internet cafe was filled with shouts of people playing games, and the aroma of fried rice mixed with spicy hot pot was particularly tempting.

Lu Ban bought over ten yuan worth of fried skewers, a smoked meat roll, and a cup of fruit dessert. He then walked into the pan-fried bun shop, ordered a pan-fried bun, and sat down.

Things are so cheap near universities.

Lu Ban sighed, and after taking two bites of the rolled pancake, before the pan-fried buns were even served, he heard a familiar voice.

"Boss, I'd like an order of pan-fried buns, with a crispy crust."

Looking up, it was indeed Qin Tiantian.

Wearing a t-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops, and carrying a bag of barbecue and milk tea.

"...Didn't you go to gather materials?"

Qin Tiantian was dumbfounded.

"You've finished collecting them?"

Lu Ban took another bite of the crepe.

He saw Qin Tiantian hesitate for a moment, but eventually sat down. However, she didn't sit at the same table as Lu Ban; instead, she sat next to him.

"Why don't you sit over here? It takes up too much space for each person at the table, and it's inconvenient for the boss."

Lu Ban asked.

"I feel like sitting next to you is bad luck."

Qin Tiantian spoke earnestly.

"..."

Lu Ban thought about it and realized that it did seem to be true.

The last time Qin Tiantian went home at night, she encountered the Ghost Market. When the two police officers were taking her home, she accidentally wandered into the Yin-Yang Road.

Perhaps Lu Ban really does have some kind of constitution that attracts bad luck.

What did you research? Can you give us a spoiler?

After taking a couple of bites of the grilled lamb skewers, Qin Tiantian couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Like shrines and shrine maidens and stuff."

Lu Ban answered truthfully.

"You went abroad?"

Qin Tiantian immediately became interested.

Girls, although not everyone likes traveling, they do like those artsy and refreshing scenes like cherry blossoms falling on torii gates or people holding umbrellas on bridges.

"I guess so."

After thinking about it, I guess "foreign land" can be considered a foreign country.

"Are they planning to scare us again this time?"

Qin Tiantian was eager to try.

Although each time I get scared, I break out in a cold sweat, the tension at that moment and the feeling of relaxation afterwards are addictive.

"It's not that scary."

Lu Ban thought for a moment.

"You're kidding me."

Qin Tiantian took a sip of milk tea, then seemed to remember something and spoke up.

"By the way, do you know Nanhua Hospital?"

"Nanhua Hospital?"

Lu Ban felt the word sounded familiar, and after thinking for a moment, he slowly answered.

"The hospital that's going to be demolished?"

Nanhua Private Renji Hospital, formerly a private hospital on Nanhua Road, went bankrupt at the beginning of the year due to previous rectification. It was sold to Jiangcheng Industry two months ago and is now undergoing demolition.

"Yes, it was originally slated for demolition, but construction was recently suspended."

After Qin Tiantian finished eating the grilled gluten, there was some chili on the corner of her mouth, which she wiped with a tissue.

"It's said that the construction site is haunted!"

"Haunted?"

Lu Ban raised his eyebrows.

"They say the workers on duty at the construction site at night can hear children crying and hear the elevator running even though it's out of power. It's terrifying."