Demon recovery: stay at home and become stronger

Jiang Chen thought that she was here to pull deposits.

After talking, I found that it was not, and the other party was completely reminiscing.

This made him a little overwhelmed, because every time he had to wait until she talked about the topic to bring up memories.

“Then you are busy first, if your relatives and friends around you want to deposit, remember to contact me.”

He Ting over there saw that he was so slow to reply, and sometimes he didn’t answer what he asked, and he misunderstood that he didn’t want to chat.

Jiang Chen was quite embarrassed and said, “Why don’t you ask me if I have a deposit.” ”

A few seconds later, He Ting replied: “No, when will the old classmate come to the bank, I will personally receive it.” ”

“Come to my house.”

Jiang Chen said that the TV does not mean rich people, but bank staff personally come to the door.

He Ting is at home, she is petite, but very plump, and she is applying nail polish.

Seeing Jiang Chen’s information, his brows frowned slightly.

In high school, this old classmate was not so greasy.

“Okay, wait until next time when I’m free.”

She replied, intending to stop there.

Jiang Chen was stunned, thinking that this was a misunderstanding.

However, he didn’t bother to explain, he couldn’t send a screenshot of the deposit.

Throw away your phone and continue playing the guitar.

The next day, He Ting spoke in the group.

“The local tyrant I said yesterday has reappeared!”

There was yesterday’s foreshadowing, and the group of classmates immediately exploded.

This time, He Ting had a terrifying talent and took a photo and sent it to the group.

In the hall of the bank, a middle-aged man who did not fit out of place stood there.

In the photo, he looks a little distorted and indescribably weird.

“Groove, this is a picture of a ghost.”

“It was him, an excellent entrepreneur in our city, who died in an accident not long ago.”

“You bankers are not allowed to run.”

It may be busy, and He Ting has not replied.

It took ten minutes before she reappeared.

“Just like yesterday, this ghost has saved another million, and when he leaves, it will all be Hades coins.”

Because of the cancellation of the account, there is nothing to lose in this wave.

“Do the local tyrants not change their nature after death, or do they save money for fun?”

“Isn’t your bank going to take action without losses?”

He Ting spoke: “No way, we are all afraid of provoking that ghost.” ”

“What an exaggeration in the world now.”

“When we were studying, who would have thought that we would be discussing a ghost to withdraw money.”

“Talk about it, do you remember that cave in the first middle school?”

“Remember, it’s a bomb shelter!”

Jiang Chen looked at the news in the group and had a complicated mood.

Today’s people still lack fear of ghosts.

He found He Ting’s private WeChat and said, “That ghost will not be so simple, you contact the police, and it will be handed over to the relevant departments to be responsible.” ”

He Ting quickly replied: “Uh-huh, thank you old classmates for your concern, our president is doing this, let us stabilize.” ”

“That’s good.”

Jiang Chen knew that the Spirit Attack Team had intervened.

Ghosts of this level won’t and can’t deal with it.

In the past day, in the afternoon, He Ting shared the news again.

The local tyrant ghost came to the bank again, this time depositing five million.

“Haha, I can imagine the mood of the staff counting money.”

“It’s really rich.”

The classmates in the group are happy, and they have been safe for two days, so there should be no problem.

This went on for five days.

The local tyrants and ghosts deposited 50 million one after another.

This afternoon, it was He Ting’s turn to be on duty.

She looked at the clock several times, and if there was no accident, the local tyrant ghost would arrive at 2:20.

Sure enough, the local tyrant ghost appeared on time.

Knowing that this was a ghost, He Ting was not too afraid.

Because I have seen it many times, I remember my face.

Always wearing Chinese formal clothes, white and clean, wearing glasses, speaking softly, and needing others to listen carefully.

“Hello, are you going to do a deposit business?” He Ting said as the person in front of him did.

She was ready to accept the banknotes of the underworld.

“No, I’ll withdraw the money.” The local tyrant ghost said softly.

Yes?

He Ting was stunned, this was not before, and she didn’t know what to do at all.

The local tyrant ghost doesn’t care so much, hand the bank card in.

“Take them all out.” The local tyrant ghost said.

He Ting held the card, goosebumps came out, and the explosion-proof glass reflected the cold face of the local tyrant ghost.

She found herself naïve.

Thinking of what Jiang Chen said, the ghost will not be so simple.

“What are you rubbing.” The local tyrant ghost said.

He Ting trembled with the bank card and put it on the instrument, but this card had long been written off, and no data could be read at all.

After a few failures, she looked up and almost cried out in fright.

It turned out that the local tyrant ghost stood up, his whole face was almost on the glass, and his facial features were twisted and squeezed.

“All, take it out.”

The sound coming out of the throat of the local tyrant ghost seemed to be squeezed out.

He Ting’s scalp was numb, and her intuition told her.

Answer incorrectly and she will die.

Author’s note: Ask for flowers and support Oh, this kind of article is relatively niche, but the author’s desire to write is very strong in this theme, and he will continue to write, but the data cannot be too bad, and the readers move their little hands ~