Haunted Houses’ Chronicles

Chapter 230: carry it back

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I know it's definitely not that Qin Yiheng suddenly fell in love with cooking and improved the taste of sheep dung balls.

There must have been something wrong in the middle, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Reluctantly, the whole office is now pitch-black. I waved my hand, but no one noticed me.

Before I dared to spit out what was in my mouth, I hummed twice, and my mouth was covered by Bai Kai beside me.

I didn't dare to toss about anymore, I suddenly felt that a sense of oppression began to appear in the whole office unconsciously.

This feeling is hard to describe, as if someone is driving his own neck with a knife. And you don't know who it is.

None of the four people moved, obviously suppressing the sound of breathing.

Some movement could be heard intermittently outside the door. For a while, I didn't know whether it was coming from outside the building, or whether the source of the sound was in this building at all.

I carefully distinguished it, and the sound was very rhythmic. It's a bit like someone is sweeping the floor with a broom slowly.

The sound becomes more and more real as it moves from far to near.

My hairs stood on end one by one, because the voice stopped outside the office door and disappeared.

Only then did Bai Kai let go of me, and I finally took a deep breath.

Just now, I almost starved of oxygen, which made me a little dizzy.

I patted Bai Kai's arm and wrote a "?" on his shoulder.

Bai Kai didn't react extra, just patted my shoulder comfortingly.

It is estimated that they do not understand the situation.

Just stood like a punishment for seven or eight minutes. Suddenly Qin Yiheng moved.

Although I couldn't see him, I could clearly feel his footsteps heading towards the door.

Bai Kai followed closely behind.

Just as I was about to take a step, I heard Bai Kai turning around and muttering, don't move.

Then I heard the sound of the office door being opened. After another half a minute, there were two more muffled bangs.

Then something even more unexpected happened.

Suddenly there was a strange noise in the whole office. It sounded like someone was throwing their lives in the water.

I thought to myself, did these two go to take a bath

It's just that walking in this way, I didn't even see a water dispenser, let alone a bathtub.

I leaned on the wall and leaned towards Ma Shanchu.

At this time, I can feel that there is someone beside me, at least I have more confidence.

The white opening just now obviously wanted the two of us to wait. As for what to wait for, no one knows.

Ma Shanchu and I stood shoulder-to-shoulder for more than ten minutes, but the sound outside disappeared, and the silence returned.

In the dark, neither of them could communicate, and the ball of sheep dung in their mouths was already too small. But still dare not open his mouth to speak.

After a while, Ma Shanchu suddenly spat out the ball of sheep dung and said, Boss Jiang, something seems wrong. I'll go out and have a look.

I hastened to imitate the vomit ball of sheep dung, and asked him what's wrong? Does the ball of sheep dung taste wrong in your mouth too

Ma Shanchu had already walked out a few steps, and then he came back and whispered in my ear, Boss Jiang, it seems that the two of us were left behind on purpose. What we eat is definitely not sheep dung balls.

When I heard it, I felt a little more at ease. No matter what I ate, it was much better than eating shit for dozens of minutes.

So I simply followed Ma Shanchu and quietly touched the door again.

We leaned against the door separately and looked around for a while.

Seeing that there was indeed no disturbance, Ma Shanchu turned on the flashlight.

As soon as the light suddenly appeared, I couldn't open my eyes, and suddenly saw two people lying on the ground. Looking closer, I was taken aback. Aren't these two people Qin Yiheng and Bai Kai

The thumping sound before co-authoring was the sound of the two of them being knocked down

I screamed in my heart that it was not good. Damn the two most powerful masters were killed. Then we probably have no chance of winning.

I pointed to the ground and said, Brother Ma, what trick did they fall into

I'm afraid not. Boss Jiang came to help. Ma Shanchu helped Bai Kaidao up, he didn't have any external injuries, but his pulse was very weak.

We helped Bai Kai and Qin Yiheng sit by the wall. It was found that their bodies were as soft as mud. There was no reaction at all.

I opened two mouths for Bai, but his head was just tilted from side to side due to the force, without any sign of sobriety.

I said, they won't die, right

Ma Shanchu shook the flashlight, no way. Let's carry people back first. It's not safe here after all.

I picked up Qin Yiheng and followed Ma Shanchu into the elevator.

Unlike the swagger when he came in, this time he could only dodge the security room quietly.

Carrying two people in the middle of the night, anyone would be suspicious.

Fortunately, the journey back to the place of residence went smoothly. Nothing happened.

We settled Bai Kai and Qin Yiheng on the bed respectively. Just sit down and start figuring it out.

Ma Shanchu did some preliminary inspections and tests on both of them. It was not as simple as just fainting to find two people, but their souls seemed to be taken away by someone, erratic.

I was a little worried, so I asked if we accidentally touched some mechanism in the office. The mechanism of metaphysics is definitely not aimed at the physical body, but from the soul. The two of them went out first before they got on the road.

Ma Shanchu quickly waved his hands, saying no, this must be in Qin Yiheng's plan. Otherwise, they would not give us fake sheep dung balls. I have already checked what Bai Kai and Qin Yiheng said, and it is real wormwood and sheep dung.

I looked at Qin Yiheng's face, and thought to myself that it's in the plan? What exactly is your grandson's plan? Can I say hello in advance

I asked again, what do you think happened to the two of them

Ma Shanchu was fiddling with Qin Yiheng's bag, Boss Jiang, I think they were picked up by the ferryman. We did not eat sheep dung balls, and the yang energy was not suppressed, so we kept it. If you think back to the sound of water you heard in the office, I'm afraid it was caused by the ferryman.

I groaned, aren't all the ferrymen by the Yin River? Co-authoring is already so high-end now? Have amphibious boats? So where is the Yin River? That building or that office? You can't say it was a phone call, can you? Do I rely on door-to-door service

Boss Jiang, calm down. Do you remember the mud in that box? Ma Shanchu raised Qin Yiheng's bags and said, "That's the smell. I think that since the mud is so carefully preserved, it must not be an ordinary thing." It should be the mud in the Yin River.

The ferryman found it along the mud.

It suddenly dawned on me, no wonder Qin Yiheng didn't give me fake sheep dung balls at first, the co-authored plan came after he discovered those mud. I couldn't help but start to worry about the purpose of these two people getting on the ferryman's boat. Are they tired of living? Want to reincarnate early? I don't know what Qin Yiheng is thinking now, anyway, Bai Kai must have not lived enough.

Ma Shanchu poured me a glass of water, Boss Jiang, don't worry too much, I'll stay here. You go to sleep for a while. I will call you if there is something to do.

I shook my head, I definitely won't be able to sleep now, why don't I just stay here, if the worst happens, at least I won't miss anything.

So I sat down with Ma Shanchu, one on the left and one on the right, and the night passed quickly.

After dawn, I took a nap in a daze, but of course I didn't sleep well. When I opened my eyes again, it was almost noon.

The two still showed no signs of sobriety. I would feel for their pulse every once in a while. Fortunately, although it was weak, it was not broken.

In the afternoon, I also do it to pass the time. Just start sorting out the manuscript papers brought out of the box.

The content of the manuscript paper is very huge, but there is really not much valuable news.

The previous part is basically about work. The person who wrote these things is engaged in architectural design. It seems to be easy to learn and improve. He visited many famous ancient buildings in China and Western-style buildings left by foreigners. Every building will do some design analysis and association. Although I don't understand architecture, it seems that this person's brain hole is still very huge. The writing is also quite humorous, which is quite interesting to watch.

However, in the second half of the manuscript, there are fewer and fewer things related to work.

Instead, it's the trivialities of life. It can be regarded as a person's mental journey.

I can clearly see that his attitude towards many things and himself has changed.

More importantly, this person wrote many times on the manuscript that he had doubts about one thing. But didn't say which thing specifically.

My curiosity was aroused, and I turned over several pages, but I couldn't find a specific answer.

But analyzing between the lines, what this person suspected must be related to his work. To put it bluntly, it has something to do with architecture.

I thought to myself, did this person also discover the existence of that batch of bricks

That's why I have doubts about the subtle connection between many houses

Or something else