There’s an Evil Spirit Here

"Ghost!"

There was a scream in Baita Park, and the old **** stick ran out of the public toilet in a shabby dress.

When the old **** stick ran to the road, he found out that Founder had been here for some time, and was standing at the gate of the non-staple food processing plant next to the park, facing the factory.

"Little brother, help, there is a ghost in the public toilet over there! It's still a voyeur!"

As soon as the old **** stick saw the soldiers coming, he hurried to Fangzheng for help.

Founder speechlessly looked at the old **** stick: "Don't you always show off grabbing the rice bowl with the country monk and the country goddess, you are too counseling like this."

The old **** stick was excited and spitting stars: "You can try it. When you go to the toilet, you look down and see a pale pale face looking at you from bottom to top."

"Lao Dao, my innocent life, you brother, you have to compensate Lao Dao for my mental loss."

The old **** stick said more and more sad, and beat his chest there.

Founder: "..."

"It's not you who peeped me. You need a mental loss fee. You go to the **** demon."

The old **** stick had a painful expression on his face: "Let's not talk about the **** devil. I just scared my hand and just left the only mobile phone in the public toilet. But I spent two hundred dollars on it. The dual-card dual-standby mobile phone is worth two hundred dollars, or will you go back with me and pick it up, brother? "

Founder: "Throw your cell phone there first, and no one will pick it up at night. Have you noticed that there is something wrong with this non-staple food processing plant?"

Speaking of which, Fang faced a solid face.

"Little brother, have you heard the anklets of those suspected many people?"

Next, the old **** stick immediately said what he had heard before, and there were two voices of conjecture.

And which building the sound source came from.

When he finished speaking, the old **** stick seemed to remember something, and looked at Founder with two eyes puzzled: "Brother, aren't you waiting for the old man at the entrance of the industrial park, how could you find it here?"

Founder pointed to the night sky above his head: "It's not because you're too scratchy and hasn't seen you come back, so come and find you."

"After all, in case you have an accident, I, the boss, have to raise employees for a lifetime."

After listening to it, Lao Shen Bang was moved and was about to say some emotions. Founder had already ignored Lao Shen Bang and continued to look at the non-staple food processing plant in front of him: "We have solved this matter in advance. To solve your ghost. "

In fact, Founder ’s true inner thought is that you are just a scumbag, and there may be more than one ghost in the factory.

Both benefits are more important.

In order to avoid disturbing the ghosts in this factory area in advance, you can only grievances your pervert first, and continue to smoke in the public toilet for a while.

"Little brother, you are a man of great righteousness." The old **** stick suddenly said serious and serious.

"You must want to save the workers inside, right? It's okay. I still have this kind of consciousness. I sacrifice the ego to become the big self ... Little brother, after my domestic second-hand mobile phone was short-circuited by blisters, I don't know if I can reimburse A new phone? "

If there is no second sentence ...

...

At this time, it was midnight.

The workers in the factory area have all rested quietly.

Founder and Old God Stick directly entered through the wall, but when they crossed the wall into the factory area, many of the anklets heard before disappeared.

Listening carefully for a second or two, the sound did disappear.

Founder first hesitated for a moment, and then the two entered the building with a strange noise.

This is an accommodation building. There is no iron gate on the first floor, and there is a long dark staircase facing you. When there is footsteps, the voice-activated lights automatically light up.

However, the power of the voice control lamp is very small, which can only play a barely lighting effect.

The two entered the residence building very easily, and were not discovered by others. It seems that the people here are sleeping deeply and cannot be disturbed by the outside world. For a time, apart from the slight footsteps in the stairwell, there was only the sound of the conversation between Founder and Lao Shenbang: "Lao Shenbang, do you hear the sound of many people's anklets, can it be heard from which floor?"

The old **** stick recalled and said: "It seems to be from the second floor? No, it seems to be from the third floor?"

"Think about it, it seems that it came from the first floor ..."

Founder pondered: "Let's assume a possibility first, maybe these anklet sounds circulate from the first floor to the third floor continuously?"

When the old **** stick thought about it, there was really such a possibility, and asked Fang Zheng what to do?

"We can't enter the staff dormitory, we can only check each corridor and staircase first, and then see if we can find any clues."

"By the way, what does the ghost you encountered just look like?" Fang Zheng asked one thing.

The old **** stick carefully recalled the face between the two crotches: "The face is very pale, and a very thick and thick blush is painted, just like a paper."

Hearing the description of the old **** stick, Founder was stunned.

Then his brow furrowed slightly.

He suddenly had a bad hunch that Gao Shu's paintings didn't appear. Did he just run to the site of the linker and the tombkeeper?

Otherwise, it was impossible for such a coincidence, and a paper piercing person appeared nearby.

Is it that he has been exposed since the beginning?

However, compared to this matter, there is still one thing that must be resolved in front of you: "Old God Stick, have you noticed that we walked on the first floor stairs for three minutes and have not yet reached the second floor?"

Hearing the words, the old **** stick scared the flaccid flesh on the old face, and quickly looked around.

"Is this a ghost covering my eyes?"

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the stairs with a cold face and said: "It seems that not only are we encountering ghosts covering our eyes, but the people in this whole building are covered by ghosts. You can only hear strange sounds outside, but when you approach this building, you hear nothing. "

"Look I broke the ghost wall here first."

After the words fell, Founder had already untied the guitar backpack he had been carrying on his back. Suddenly, the knife box appeared, and the evil spirits on the cinnabar ink line were red.

boom!

The knife box stomped heavily ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The part where the knife box touched the ground, a red awn cracked the earth like a lava crack, and quickly spread out in all directions.

"Break me!"

boom!

The air shook violently, and there was a hot air wave oscillating, which was the pure yang of evil spirits on the vermilion ink line.

Suddenly, the surrounding environment was broken like a mirror surface ... Click, click, cracked, and finally burst into sky light particles disappeared, then finally revealed the original appearance of the accommodation building.

The old color, the peeling wall paint, and the smell of mechanical oil in the air ... and, Founder and Lao Shen stick have been wandering on the first step on the first floor.

That's when, bang ... bang ...

Many people's anklet sound appeared again, just came on the third floor!

Founder rushed directly to the third floor!

Where did the old **** stick dare to stay alone, quickly followed, and whispered: "Little brother, wait for me to be old ..."