The boss and I looked at each other. Although Yang Fan's eloquence was not good, I could still feel the fear and helplessness in Yang Fan's heart at that time. I was about to comfort Yang Fan.
The little boy said, "Uncle, what if they enter the alley and come out again."
I looked at this 12 or 3-year-old boy, feeling chills in my heart, and quickly looked towards the alley. Sure enough, the man who had been sleeping on his stomach at first was slowly walking towards the night market stall.
Both Yang Fan and Wang Fen stood up and looked at the man in horror. They lost their composure a long time ago. This was out of the script.
The man didn't look at any of us, but set his eyes on the young man, walked up to him, and patted the young man's hair with his hands, but the young man who was drunk and sleeping did not respond at all.
The man rubbed his temples, looked around and said, "Boss, my friends and the others have left, so we are left alone? Who else got me into the alley." The man spoke angrily.
The boss was about to speak, but I stood up and interrupted: "Yeah, your friends are gone, you two still want to drink, that's all."
The man looked at me in confusion, and finally nodded: "Damn, I'm completely drunk, but why am I in the alley."
The boss already understood what I meant, and continued: "Aren't you going to the toilet? You can't stop it, but you came out not long after entering. What's wrong, you fell?"
The man muttered "fragments" depressedly, and he seemed to have completely believed our words. He glanced at the drunk young man and said, "What should I do?"
A man who was discussing the game stood up and said, "I'll get to the hotel, we just happen to be going to the Internet cafe, drop by."
The man nodded, and even said thanks. Finally, with the help of several game fans, he supported the drunk man and left. I don’t know why, but the game fan girl who walked at the end smiled at me, no, It's more like smiling at the little bell.
Yang Fan also took his wife and left, making sure it was all right, he didn't want to stay any longer.
Now there are only me and two working women left, and the boss’s heart is finally relieved. This time, there are not many skewers. The boss simply grilled them all, then took out a few bottles of wine, and called us to go over and have a chat. .
The little bell is here, so it's hard for me to leave, but the two working women have already walked over with their leftover food and drinks, shared the table with the boss, and chatted about what happened just now with great interest.
The boss is calling me again, and two working women are also helping out. I glanced at the little bell and made sure that there was enough food on the table for her to smell for a while, so I walked over and got involved in the conversation.
Time passed in the ghost stories one after another. The boss answered a phone call. It seemed that the family members were asking why they hadn’t returned yet. The boss looked at us after a few perfunctory sentences.
I looked at my watch, it was almost four o'clock, so I thanked the boss for the hospitality with the two working women in unison, and was about to leave, when suddenly, the harsh siren sounded, getting closer, closer, closer.
120 and 110 cars stopped at the entrance of the Internet cafe not far away under our surprised eyes, and the people in the Internet cafe came out and stood at the door and kept talking, but they were too far away to hear clearly.
Something happened, but there are too many things tonight, none of us are in the mood to watch, if it is like Yang Fan, it will be troublesome. But curiosity is still there, standing on the side of the street one by one, with their necks stretched out.
The Internet cafe seemed to be blocked, and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed. A few people with dispirited expressions walked to the night market stall: "Boss, is there any food left?"
The boss glanced at the dishes on the stall and said, "There are still, but the skewers are gone, only fish and vegetables."
The few people also nodded in agreement, sat down after ordering food, and then discussed what happened just now. It turned out that there were five people in the Internet cafe hacking, and all five of them died suddenly. The strangest thing is that two of them did not register in the Internet cafe at all. , Now the Internet cafe is a big deal.
The boss looked at me subconsciously, and I was also looking at him. After a long time, I asked, "How long have they been dead?"
"Who knows."
I swallowed my saliva, looked at the boss who was hesitating with the skewers, and couldn't help saying a few words of comfort. After all, the police in the distance are still there, so no ghost would be so bold as to commit crimes here. However, the feng shui of this night market stall is not good, next time, I will not come here anyway.
Fortunately, nothing happened later. It was almost dawn, and Xiao Lingdang wanted to eat again, but the boss had no more skewers, so I said goodbye to the boss and walked towards the direction of the ghost building.
If the boss saw the garbage bag, what kind of expression would he have
On the way back, little Lingdang finally remembered that she came out to look for skins, so after being depressed for a while, she pushed all the faults on me and forced her to come back to look for skins with her next time. I don't know what festival is going on, I will definitely stay in the ghost building, it is safer than being with little bell.
And after the festival, I would accompany Little Bell every day to look for skins. At worst, I would spend some money and gain some weight. But would the old man in the Chinese tunic that Yang Fan went to find know how to deal with ghost babies
I sent the little bell back to the ghost building, and when it was bright, I sneaked out of the ghost building like a thief. I was about to go back and have a good sleep, but I received a call from Wu Jian, asking me to arrive at Zhengzhou at 8:30 Government building, I looked at my watch, it was almost 7 in the morning, it was neither early nor late, but it was definitely not enough to go back to sleep, so I asked Wu Jian out to have breakfast together, and casually asked what I was doing in the government building.
Wu Jian came very slowly, I waited for half an hour before driving over slowly, but he told me a piece of news that I never thought of.
The government agreed to sell the ghost building to me, the price is five million, and there is no need to pay, as long as I live in the ghost building. I was very surprised, but Wu Jian took it for granted.
Jiang San's foundation discovered the underground palace, which has aroused great attention from the province. Many experts and leaders will come to the county seat, and in order to maintain the image of the county seat, it will be easier for me, a person who is not afraid of death.
Well, this is also a good thing for me, I never thought I could have such a big villa.
After breakfast, accompanied by Wu Jian, after signing a lot of contracts in the government building, I finally got home. I felt as if I was dreaming the whole morning, watching those people gloat with jealousy Look at me signing names one by one. Not to mention, it feels pretty good.
But now there is a problem, my savings is running out, and I can’t get RMB at all when I work in the ghost building. Should I use the ghost building to earn some extra money, such as a night tour in the ghost building.