"Come for the interview. Okay, okay, what can you sing? Can you sing a couple of lines?" Jin Fugui didn't expect that just by posting a recruitment information, he could attract so many people, so he felt relieved.
His throat hasn't recovered yet, his voice is still dry and hoarse, and he can only speak slowly, but his mood is better now.
Lu Yanli always felt that he was a little strange, but then he thought that the people in this town didn't seem to be overly sad about death, so he didn't pay much attention to him.
Among the group of people who came for the interview, most of them were the second batch of taskers. Lu Yanli saw two familiar people, Lin Chu and Qiu Zhi. The former was okay, he just hummed a song and passed the test, while the latter had been in the army for a long time, and when he opened his voice and sang military songs, he scared Jin Fugui.
Jin Fugui hired five people in total. Although he was stingy, he was also reluctant to spend money when he had to. He spent a lot of money to rent a small courtyard in the town for five people to live in.
He really had to bear the fact that the troupe had suffered casualties once again.
"Brother Jiang, I'm leaving it to you." Jin Fugui said in a hoarse voice and bowed repeatedly to Lu Yanli.
The others only then knew that they wanted to learn the music from this person. No matter what they thought in their hearts, on the surface, everyone still respectfully called him Brother Jiang.
Lin Chu also had some strange ideas.
There must be something strange about Lu Yanli's willingness to stay in this troupe. She took advantage of the others going to the bedroom to quietly go over and ask him. The latter did not reveal too much, only asking her to try to remember the two songs.
In the courtyard, after everyone finished their work, Lu Yanli began to sing the song called "Sacrifice to the Emperor" for the first time.
He had a good memory and could memorize every pronunciation and melody with incredible accuracy, but for some reason, the singing he did sounded like that of a robot, extremely stiff and devoid of emotion. It was hard to imagine that this was a song that a human could sing.
"Strange... His voice is also unpleasant, why?" Jin Fugui muttered to himself, covering his ears and leaving the yard.
Only five people were left to suffer, and had to painfully memorize the lyrics and melody for missions or other reasons.
While Lu Yanli was teaching others to sing, some strange phenomena began to occur in other parts of the town.
Fang Suli was one of the second batch of taskers to enter. Although the mission required confidentiality, everyone was still able to know each other's identities without revealing or communicating. For this reason, she and another group of taskers formed an alliance and entered a supermarket to work short-term.
The psychic town survived until the cultural festival... It sounds very weird.
After entering the town, they briefly took some time to learn about the recent developments in the town, and they became even more certain that this town was simple.
"Fortunately, the murderer of the bombing is dead. Otherwise, he would have most likely blown up the supermarket." Fang Suli whispered to her companion Zhang Yuan.
"But did you hear? The circumstances of his death were very strange. It was like... it was like there was..." Fang Suli whispered the word, "there is a ghost."
Zhang Yuan nodded repeatedly: "I know." She rubbed her arms in fear. "The police received his call and rushed over, and found that he was already dead. Who do you think called?"
"Okay, stop chatting and scare yourself." Another tasker, Tu Heng, approached. "Just stay calm for the next few days. Three people have already joined the troupe. We'll see if we can move up the date of the cultural festival."
Almost all the employees of this supermarket died in the explosion. They applied for various positions very easily. Now, half of the employees in the entire supermarket are taskers. Because of the sudden explosion, the customer flow of the supermarket dropped sharply, and the manager was no longer willing to turn on so many lights, leaving only half of them for barely enough lighting.
What they didn't notice was that in the clothing section behind them, the face of a plastic model was slowly cracking.
Piece by piece, the outer plastic shell gradually peeled off, revealing the scarlet interior.
The overhead lights flickered.
"This supermarket is so shabby. There's a power outage again?" Zhang Yuan subconsciously looked up at the incandescent light and complained.
The moment she turned her head, she seemed to feel something strange.
It was as if... something was watching me.
After all, she had experienced the mission before and knew that this situation was not right. Zhang Yuan immediately said to Fang Suli: "Do you have that feeling that someone is watching you?"
"What? Did you feel it just now?" This was the little girl, Tu Heng asked immediately.
"Yes, I just now... I don't know how to respond. I just felt like someone was looking at me." Unconsciously, Zhang Yuan's hands were clenched tightly together.
She felt very safe.
That gaze was still watching her, following her like a shadow.
What is this? Who is looking at me?!
The presence of that gaze was stronger. Zhang Yuan wanted to look for it. She wanted to turn her head and carefully look at what it was. However, the strong fear in her heart forced her not to do so.
She always felt that something terrible was going to happen. She even imagined that when she turned around, a fierce ghost would be standing behind her.
"Fang Suli, please, help me, is there really nothing behind me?"
Seeing Zhang Yuan was so anxious that she almost cried, but still dared not move, Fang Suli was also afraid. But she did not notice that gaze, so she felt a little lucky.
"Okay, wait a minute. I'll take a look." Fang Suli encouraged herself in her heart.
She held Zhang Yuan's hand tightly, and her palm was still sweating. She held her tightly like a person in the water holding on to a life-saving straw. Fang Suli comforted herself in her heart, and slowly turned her head to look back.
Behind me, there is nothing.
The items in the window were neatly arranged, with the garments stacked neatly one after another, without any abnormality.
Wait, that model...
Fang Suli was a little hesitant.
Why does that model feel a bit strange? Although the manager of this supermarket is very stingy, would he really use such a plastic model that is so beautiful and even a little scary
"Are you okay? Are you there?" Zhang Yuan said with a slight sob in her voice.
Fang Suli hesitated and said, "No, there is nothing. You can find it yourself."
As she said that, she let go of Zhang Yuan's hand and slowly walked towards the plastic model.
Right in front of her, the cracks on the plastic model's face widened.
It makes people feel very uncomfortable, as if their face is broken.
Strange, why does this face look so familiar
Where had she seen him before
"You, what are you doing? Can we leave quickly? There's something weird in this supermarket." Zhang Yuan was so anxious that she wanted to cry.
Fang Suli: "Yes, I just..." She walked closer to the model, "Come and see."
Zhang Yuan hesitated for a long time, but finally, at Fang Suli's urging, she slowly turned her head.
When she turned her head, she was shocked. She didn't know when Fang Suli had moved the model to less than one meter behind her. When she tilted the model slightly, the shattered face was less than half a meter away from her!
The pair of stiff eyes with dotted eyeballs on the model's face were staring at her intently.
"What are you doing?!" Zhang Yuan screamed and jumped two meters away almost instantly.
Fang Suli asked: "Don't be angry, do you think it looks familiar? Where have we seen it before?"
After hearing what she said, Zhang Yuan came back to her senses.
She also couldn't help but look at the model carefully.
Strange, it does look familiar.
Where have you seen this before
The cracks on the face became more and more numerous, and slowly fell down, revealing more and more of the inside. In the end, almost half of the entire body was exposed.
What is exposed is real human skin!
Looks so familiar... Where have you seen it before
They didn't notice that Tu Heng beside them hadn't spoken for a long time.
He stood there, motionless, like a plastic model.
It's so similar... It really looks like a living person...
Fang Suli slapped her forehead and said, "I finally figured it out. Did you notice? This statue looks exactly like Lu Yanli, the man wanted by the police."
As these words were spoken, the last piece of debris on the plastic model's face finally fell to the ground.
A human face, almost identical to the one on the wanted poster!
"Yes! It's him!" Zhang Yuan finally solved her doubts. She was very happy when suddenly, she felt a pain in her neck.
Then, she felt as if her entire vision was thrown high into the air, and then fell heavily down, rolling several times.
She saw a headless corpse wearing her own clothes, with a broken neck and a lot of blood gushing out, and then it fell heavily.
The plastic model held an axe and walked towards Fang Suli.
Fang Suli suddenly came to her senses.
What did she just do? Why did she discuss this with Zhang Yuan for so long without realizing it
Fang Suli turned and ran, regretting her decision to the point of madness. She shouted as she ran, "Run! There's a ghost! Help! Help!"
The other surviving taskers heard the sound and ran away. Fang Suli was in the clothing area on the second floor. She hurried down the escalator and saw others speeding up to escape. She immediately shouted, "Wait for me! Please wait for me!"
How could anyone else wait for her? A figure holding a long-handled axe appeared at the escalator on the second floor. Who else could that figure be but Lu Yanli, who was declared dead by the police
The figure quietly watched Fang Suli running down the escalator without chasing after her.
Fang Suli stepped onto the last step of the stairs and was about to run out when the floor tiles under her feet suddenly collapsed.
Then, a pale hand grabbed her calf and pulled it hard—
Fang Suli was swallowed up.
The elevator was still in operation. After a faint cry for help was heard from inside, only the teeth-grinding sound of bones and flesh tumbling remained.
The plastic models on the second floor were still cracking, revealing faces.
Those faces, without exception, all looked like the people who had just been in the supermarket.
They gradually moved, their stiff bodies became soft, and then they slowly walked out - to find the people who had just been in the supermarket, and then replace them!
A ghost that looked like Lu Yanli, also holding a long-handled axe, disappeared at the door, and no one knew where it went.
"It's haunted! It's really haunted!" A tasker hurried into the room he shared with his companions, gasping for breath.
His companion should be on the balcony, and he saw his shadow cast from the balcony to the ground.
"What's haunted?" a companion's voice rang out.
"The supermarket is haunted! I was in the supermarket just now and there was a ghost killing people. Luckily I ran fast and came back in time."
"What's haunted?" the companion asked again.
"Did I mean the supermarket? The place where I work temporarily." He was exhausted. He picked up the cup on the coffee table and gulped down the water. Then he spit it out. "What is this?"
I don't know when the cup was filled with tiny white maggots.
Is this what he just drank
vomit-
Before he could even throw up, he heard his companion ask again, "What's haunting?"
He had already sensed that something was wrong.
He stepped on his companion's shadow, which extended from the balcony door, and from his angle, he could just see outside the door.
Outside the door... there is no one.
The shadow he stepped on was just a shadow.
"What's haunting?" the voice asked again.
He turned around and wanted to escape, but he didn't notice that the shadow under his feet grabbed his ankle. Similarly, he felt an icy cold hand grabbing his ankle, and then pulling it hard to the ground -
He fell in.
After a while, the shadow on the ground turned into two.
In the center of town, a figure gradually emerged.
Holding a long-handled axe in his hand, he walked slowly along the street, then came to a residential building and walked in from the first floor.
Screams rang out one after another, and the lights went out one by one.