Wang Qing stopped crying halfway.
Because she discovered that the corpse under her hands actually moved!
"Damn it! It's a charlatan!"
Wang Qing exclaimed, and his whole body jumped up instantly.
After taking two steps back, Wang Qing noticed,
Right where she was squatting, there was a ball of shadow squatting next to her.
Wang Qing was stunned for a second. In the next moment, his voice raised an octave and he wailed:
"Oh my god, there is a ghost!!!"
Could it be that the shopping guide died with his eyes closed, turned into a ghost, and is now seeking revenge?
Wang Qing is not a person who evades responsibility.
But as a college student who has received modern education, she always keeps the sixteen-word socialist core values in mind.
Even if he committed suicide, he should have been caught by the public security system!
How could he die from the revenge of a ghost, such an unseemly death?
Wang Qing trembled and said: "Sister, I really didn't mean it. Don't worry, I will not evade responsibility. If I should surrender, I will definitely surrender!"
The black figure on the ground still didn't respond.
Wang Qing swallowed his saliva.
She thought for a moment and then tentatively said: "How about I buy you another Feng Shui treasure land? How much paper money will I give you? Don't worry, even if I go in, there will be a housekeeper to help me do this kind of thing, absolutely not I will treat you badly..."
When Wang Qing said this, he suddenly came to his senses and raised his head.
There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, "Hey, right, where is the housekeeper?"
housekeeper:"……"
Unexpectedly, Wang Qing didn't think of him until now. The housekeeper coughed twice to remind Wang Qing.
"Ms. Wang, I'm here," the housekeeper said.
Wang Qing suddenly felt as if he had seen a relative. He stepped forward and hugged the butler's arm, and burst into tears:
"Help! There's a ghost!"
At this moment, the black figure that had been squatting on the ground slowly stood up.
In his hands, he was still struggling to drag the body on the ground, coughing continuously from his throat.
"Um?"
By the faint light of the safety sign in the corridor.
Wang Qing couldn't see clearly the face of the guy in front of him, and could only see a vague shadow.
But this bloated shadow doesn't look like the shopper turned into a ghost.
Not to mention, the coughing sound clearly sounded like a male voice.
The figure grabbed the body on the ground and without stopping, dragged the body and began to move upstairs step by step.
It's just that he doesn't seem to be very physically strong. He needs to take a rest after taking two steps.
It took three or four minutes just to walk in front of Wang Qing.
"Ahem..." The figure hunched his back and kept coughing.
"Trouble... cough, give way..." He said to Wang Qing who was blocking the stairs.
Wang Qing opened his eyes and stared blankly at the figure in front of him.
After a while, a question came out of his mouth: "Who are you?"
"Ms. Wang, if I admit my mistake correctly, this should be the cleaner in the shopping mall." The housekeeper standing nearby spoke at the right time.
Wang Qing was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Cleaner?"
Her eyes fell on the dark figure, and then slowly moved down, and she saw the body that was being dragged in his hands.
"Then this...is garbage?"
The dark shadow nodded, and squeezed out two hoarse words from his throat, with a dull tone: "Trash, trash."
Wang Qing put a hand on his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It scared me to death. I really thought I had killed someone." His tone was filled with joy of surviving the disaster.
Since the guy in front of me is a cleaner, the cleaner himself said that the things he is carrying are garbage.
Doesn't that mean that the human body, which is cool and soft to the touch, is not the corpse of the shopping guide at all?
It's probably just a useless mannequin left here.
The shopping guide is not dead at all.
Wang Qing convinced himself easily.
The stairwell was so dark. Her eyesight was not very good to begin with, so it was normal for her to see wrongly.
Probably the shopping guide has already left.
She was the only one who was so stupid that she mistook this lifelike mannequin for the corpse of a shopping guide.
Crying for father and mother for a while.
Wang Qing felt embarrassed when he thought of how embarrassing he had been just now.
He moved a few steps to the side nervously, making way for the upper level of the stairs.
He said to the cleaner: "Please come on, please come on."
The cleaner made a vague and heavy breathing sound while dragging the garbage upstairs.
His chest was like a broken bellows, making a whirring noise every time he took a breath.
He dragged the trash up two flights of stairs and started coughing violently.
Had to stop and rest for a while.
He coughed so hard that his whole body seemed to be shaking.
The heartbreaking coughing sound seemed to be coughing out all the internal organs from his throat.
The more he coughed, the more his body became rickety.
Wang Qing really couldn't stand it anymore.
She shook off the housekeeper's hand and quickly stepped up the two stairs.
He suddenly grabbed the garbage in the cleaner's hand and snatched it into his own hands.
"Where do you want to drag it? Let me drag it there for you." Wang Qing said with great enthusiasm.
The cleaner was stunned.
Even the coughing sound that almost blew out his lungs could not help but be interrupted for a moment.
He lowered his head and looked at his empty hands.
Then he looked at the corpse in Wang Qing's hand.
"You, cough..." As soon as he uttered one word, the cleaner couldn't help but cough violently.
Wang Qing quickly reached out and patted the cleaner on the back.
The cleaner's back became even more stooped.
While patting the cleaner on the back, Wang Qing turned his head and looked in the direction of the housekeeper.
"Butler, don't be stunned. Come up and help this uncle." Wang Qing said, "Let's send him up together."
The butler hesitated.
Facing Wang Qing's shining eyes in the darkness, he pursed his lips and stepped forward.
After taking a look at the cleaner who was covered in black, the housekeeper reluctantly stretched out his hand and grabbed one of the cleaner's arms.
"I'll help you up."
In the darkness, his voice sounded as soft as ever to Wang Qing.
Wang Qing nodded with satisfaction.
Holding the soft, cool human body in his hand, he walked upstairs.
As a passionate young man who loved helping others, she really couldn't bear to see the cleaners having such a hard time.
Hearing that the cleaner was coughing so hard, maybe he was still a patient suffering from severe lung disease.
It is not easy to work hard even when you are seriously ill.
Wang Qing sighed secretly in his heart.
It’s true that every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite.
Wang Qing and the housekeeper, one dragged the garbage and the other the cleaner.
In this stairwell with almost no light, I climbed up in the dark for a long time.
Wang Qing suddenly realized something.
"Eh?" Wang Qing turned to look at the cleaner, "Uncle, I haven't asked you which floor you want to go to."
