"Yeah...yes, you were drunk yesterday."
"Head? Oh... you didn't stand firm and hit the wall. I didn't even have time to pull you back."
"...Really, I didn't lie to you. What's the benefit of me lying to you?"
"Yes, you knocked it yourself."
"Yes, that's it. I answered the call from your boss this morning. They said you have half a day off today, only half a day."
"Um...thanks? You're welcome. After all, I borrowed your place to live."
The black-haired young man followed a man in a suit and leather suit, making a phone call while walking through the streets and alleys towards the house he wanted to see.
What came from the other end of the phone was the voice of a curly-haired young man full of hangover, as if he could imagine the human feeling of covering his face with pain.
Everything that happened last night was very similar to what Bai Su said, but there were some differences.
An Xiangwen was not knocking against the wall but the ground.
After he entered the door, he smiled drunkenly and raised his hand towards Bai Su to say hello, but he forgot that he was too drunk to stand. After letting go of his hand holding the door, he leaned forward, his forehead Intimate contact with the floor.
There was a thud, hard and loud.
It wasn't that Bai Su had no time to react, he just didn't want to help.
The black-haired young man, who had a little knowledge of human drinking table culture, looked at the "corpse" on the ground for a while, then squatted down.
He took out a pen from the shoe cabinet by the door and poked the curly-haired young man in the face twice. In response, An Xiangwen let out a long purr.
Obviously, this heavy knock did not wake the person up, but the drunkenness made the person fall asleep.
Bai Su blinked and thought: What should we do now?
Leaving humans at the door? This doesn't seem to be consistent with the relationship between people... Moving in? It seems feasible.
Bai Su threw away the pen and turned the person over first, so as not to have his face hit the ground and be dragged by him, which would make his face smooth. It was a bit difficult to explain the next day.
He picked up the human's collar and pulled it in. The white dog ran out at some point, hooked the doorknob with its tail and closed the door.
After that, the black-haired young man dragged the human to his room, gently lifted the human by the bedside and threw him onto the bed, then clapped his hands and turned around to leave.
Until An Xiangwen woke up naturally the next day, Bai Su never entered the human room again, but went straight out the door.
This was followed by this call from the curly-haired young man. The human seemed to have stopped drinking since he got home last night. He only remembered that he seemed to have taken out the key and entered the door. He poked the key into the keyhole for a long time, but it finally opened. Door.
Then he said hello to Bai Su, and then...then he lost consciousness. He had a very painful feeling in his mind, which must have been the big bump on his forehead.
The curly-haired young man drowsily answered yes on the phone, saying that he understood.
Before hanging up the phone, Bai Su seemed to hear a human scream. He might have fallen off the bed, the thud was quite loud.
The black-haired young man put away his mobile phone. In front of him, the rental agent had been waiting at the door of the house for a while.
The agent's face turned pale and he looked a little nervous.
Bai Su walked over and asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
The agent stuttered back: "Mr. Bai, do you feel it's a bit cold here?"
"Huh?" Bai Su looked around, "Is there any? Is it wrong that you're not standing in the sun now?"
"Yes...really." The agent said uncertainly. He glanced around nervously and couldn't help but shiver. "Then, let's go in."
The agent took out the key from his pocket. He didn't know if he was too nervous, but his hands were shaking. He couldn't hold it firmly and the key fell to the ground.
He immediately squatted down to pick it up. Because his nerves were too tight, he bent down too hard and lowered his head straight. The moment his fingertips touched the key, he saw...a pair of feet behind his legs?
The agent was so frightened that he stood up quickly and turned around suddenly.
The black-haired young man standing behind him, leaning against the wall, looked at him in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." The agent breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be his client. He was shocked. "I just saw it wrong."
He got the key back in the middle, tried to steady his hand, inserted the key into the keyhole, twisted and clicked to open the door.
As a cool breeze blew through the door, the agent was wondering who had left the window open.
He thought for a moment and saw that the doors and windows in the house were tightly closed, with no opening and closing gaps at all.
Afterwards, he realized something else.
His client today is a man.
And what he just saw... was a pair of women's feet.
Delicate and pale skin flashed before his eyes over and over again, and the woman's feet were squeezed into small high-heeled shoes, which were completely different from the running shoes worn by the client.
Why did he ignore it just now? The agent was so frightened when he thought of this that he almost ran away on the spot.
At this moment, a hand reached out from behind and patted his shoulder.
"Who is it?" The intermediary jumped up on the spot, more than ten centimeters above the ground. He turned his neck stiffly and looked behind him.
Bai Su watched the human intermediary walk into the room hand in hand, and he probably knew what humans were afraid of.
Isn't it just a spirit full of resentment and obsession that exists in the house? But I didn't expect them to be able to leave the room.
There is a female spirit body in front of the monster. The flesh and skin of the upper body are spread out like flowers, hanging or hanging on the withered white skeleton. Only the lower part of the legs is intact, which seems to be just for human beings. See.
But...why did she ignore him?
Bai Su stood at the door in confusion, watching the female spirit scare the agency and then leave, without giving him any attention.
Did you not notice it or didn’t dare to look? The black-haired young man squinted his eyes and thought for a moment before deciding to walk in first and slap the somewhat dazed human agent awake.
As soon as he put his hands on the agent's shoulders twice, the human reacted violently, jumping up and turning his head. His pupils dilated, indicating that he was afraid.
After seeing that it was Bai Su, the agent called out twice and took back the steps he was about to take: "Yes...it's you, Mr. Bai. I'm scared to death."
The agent took a few breaths and chose the latter between introducing the haunted house or asking about other things. He hesitated and asked: "Just now, Mr. Bai, did you see anything?"
Bai Su was looking at other places in the room. After hearing the human's question, he shook his head: "No, is there something?"
"Hmm... maybe it's my misunderstanding." The agent smiled awkwardly.
He decided not to let his client out of his sight and not to look around in case he saw something he shouldn't have seen.
Obviously the first few times I brought clients here, something strange happened.
After being frightened, the human intermediary's work efficiency took off. Even though his voice and person were trembling, his speaking speed doubled, and the syllables of some words stuck together, but Bai Su didn't care.
The black-haired young man listened and matched the details of the house with those in the information.
The human agent introduced some of the layout of the house. No one lives in it all year round, but someone will clean and maintain it regularly. The equipment is in good condition and can be used.
But what Bai Su was looking at was not the decorations.
The black-haired young man's eyes scanned the corners of the room and began to compare and reconstruct the murder scene.
For example, how much blood was splattered here, how many pieces of flesh were stuck there, and how many bones fell in the distance.
All in all, this room is really dirty.
"...Well, that's about it. What do you think, Mr. Bai?" After the introduction, the agent's mouth was so dry that his tongue was almost filled with sparks.
He wanted to drink water, but he squeezed the bottle of mineral water in his hand. The coolness of the ice on the bottle made him displease him.
Forget it... Let's talk about it after we leave... Wait, what is the customer looking at?
Because Bai Su didn't answer for a long time, the intermediary looked towards where Bai Su was looking. All the way along the line of sight, the intermediary saw... a white wall?
There are no hangings on the white walls, and they are even a bit whiter than the ones next to them, indicating that they have been newly painted.
When does it need to be repainted? The agent immediately recalled some descriptions of the case in his mind, and some details that he could usually talk about as stories were now imprinted in his mind and turned into reality before his eyes.
For example - there were humanoid blood stains on the wall, just like what he said in his story.
"Ah...ah!!!" The human screamed, and even wanted to run away on the spot.
Bai Su's ears hurt from being shouted at. He closed his left eye and without turning his head, he reached out and grabbed the human's collar.
The collar was strangled from the neck, which made the person unsteady and fell to the ground.
He hit his chin on the ground, causing his skin to immediately become red and swollen, and to become even more bruised.
The pain made one's brain become even more blurry. The agent blinked, and another pair of women's legs in high heels seemed to appear in front of his eyes, slowly walking towards him.
The agent was so frightened that he quickly got up from the ground and stepped back on his hands and feet. He didn't retreat far before he hit an obstacle.
"Ghost...ghost!"
very noisy.
Bai Su covered one ear, lowered his other hand, and snapped his fingers in the human's ear.
The snap of fingers made people's hearts tremble.
The ghostly illusion receded, and the agent found himself slumped on the ground with weak legs, still in the room he was in just now.
His client squatted half-crouched and looked at him with a puzzled expression: "I think the house is quite good and I can sign the contract."
"Ha...ha." The agent breathed for a while, and his conscience washed away his fear. He persuaded, "Are you sure?...Mr. Bai, why don't you think about it again?" This house is really a bit evil. .
Bai Su also thinks so. This house is quite evil, but that's for ordinary people.
He also saw blood stains oozing from the wall, but the humanoid blood stains faded within a few seconds after they appeared, as if they were just there to scare people.
The agent's uneasy voice rang for a long time, but Bai Su's attitude was firm. He was very sure that he wanted to rent this haunted house.
Regarding some strange phenomena whispered by the agent, Bai Su changed his mind and said that he had not seen anything.
"But I really..."
"It's an illusion."
"Wait a minute, Mr. Bai, I really-"
"It's an illusion." The black-haired young man interrupted with a smile, "Where in the world did this ghost come from? You must be too nervous."
Bai Su skillfully used words that he had not heard many times and were used by teammates in the special department to deceive people, and the human agent was stunned for a while.
When the words were turned over and over, the intermediary felt that his head was heavy, but he couldn't get a word in. In addition, the black-haired young man had a plain face. Unknowingly, the human heart also calmed down.
Maybe... he really just thinks too much?
The agent was so confused that after contacting the landlord, the distant elder of the family of three, they finalized the time for signing the contract, which was just two hours later.
It was a bit rushed, which meant that the landlord was in a hurry to get here, for fear that Bai Su would regret it.
When he returned to the small office of the rental agency, the agent wiped the sweat on his face with paper. Only then did he realize that the shirt he was wearing underneath was completely soaked. No wonder he was out of the building on the way back. Even after being exposed to the sun, I felt my body was getting chilly and was blown by the cold wind.
As an excuse to change clothes, pack myself up and come back, the agent couldn't help but say a few more words.
"Mr. Bai, after signing the contract, you can't regret it."
The rent of this haunted house is not expensive, but it has a long life and high liquidated damages. It is a good deal, but only if the rent is not canceled early due to accidents.
The agent thought about the previous rounds of guests who left, and they all preferred to pay liquidated damages to leave.
Bai Su nodded calmly, once again indicating that he understood.
The landlord arrived at the right time. The older man had his hands behind his back. From his mouth, Bai Su heard the follow-up to the murder story.
The immediate elders and brothers and sisters of the family of three were unwilling to take over the house. The former was out of touch with the situation, and the latter felt unlucky. After pushing and pushing, it fell into the hands of a distant relative who had a money eye.
The older man doesn't mind the past of this house. He just wants to sell the house to make some money. He doesn't believe in any gods or ghosts.
After signing the contract, the old man squinted his eyes and counted the newly received transfers, and left with satisfaction.
When the intermediary saw that the transaction was over, he felt that he had nothing to do, so he sent Bai Su to the door.
It only took two days from when I started looking for a house in Baisu to when I successfully rented a house.
The efficiency is breathtaking.
Bai Su stood on the street and thought for a while. He returned to the downstairs of his newly rented house, took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments.
A few minutes later, a call came from the curly-haired young man who might have given him special attention. The phone rang again and again, showing the persistence of the caller.
Bai Su glanced at the caller ID a few times and felt that the human attention to him was a bit excessive.
He had nothing to do at the moment, so he picked up.
"Brother Bai!" An Xiangwen's voice was loud, sounding completely sober, "Why are you there?"
The curly-haired young man gave a place name, which was exactly where Baisu was now.
Bai Su responded calmly, and then asked what was wrong.
"What's wrong... Something happened there, Brother Bai!" An Xiangwen's voice suddenly became louder, and then quickly became softer, as if he was covering the microphone, and Bai Su also heard some pumping sounds.
It sounds like humans are being paid to fish by hiding in company toilet cubicles.
After lowering his voice, An Xiangwen quickly recounted the murder case that Bai Su had heard several times, and added his own opinions due to the difference in narrator.
Bai Su listened patiently and replied, "I know this."
"Huh? Brother Bai, you know how to return..."
"So, I'm going to find a professional."
(End of chapter)
