"Fujiko, you said that you need to find all the body parts and seal them together to lift the curse. Where will the remaining body parts be sent?" Lu Jinyuan was also very tired, and his heart was full of worry, so his tone seemed weak, "I guess there must be other reasons besides the fact that we are both students at Huaxia University, so I secretly got Xia Qing's cell phone to see if there were any clues in it."
"I'm tired. Don't tell me this now. I'm going home first." Fu Bao suddenly felt very tired. He shook his head, ignored Fujiko and Lu Jinyuan, and walked away slowly.
Watching Fu Bao's figure disappear into the crowd of people on the street in the afternoon, Fujiko and Lu Jinyuan looked at each other, their eyes a little dim.
It was already afternoon. Fu Bao simply didn't go to the company and went home directly. He bought a bowl of chowder noodles on the way. He said hello to the grandmother at the grocery store at the door. He went back to the warehouse and ate the noodles hungrily before leaving himself in the warehouse. Get ready for a good nap in bed.
This warehouse was converted from an attic. The area is very small, about six square meters. The ceiling is sloping, replacing one wall. There is a small window embedded in it. The opposite is the door. On the other two sides of the wall, there is a There are single beds, one for Fu Bao and one for Shen Chang. There is a small table beside each bed with a laptop.
Lying on the bed, Fu Bao slept in darkness, but he didn't feel at ease in his dreams. He always dreamed of a ghost hand flying past him in the darkness, and its black fingernails scratched his body, leaving traces of blood and tears. Heart-breaking pain...until someone started shaking him.
"Hey, hey, wake up, lazy guy." Such a voice invaded the dream and woke up Fu Bao.
"I'm back..." Fu Bao rubbed his sleepy eyes and slowly sat up from the bed, and then his nose smelled the very fragrant smell of roasted goose.
"Roast goose rice!" A bento was delivered to Fu Bao. Fu Bao took it in a daze. Only then did he open his eyes and see Shen Chang holding the roast goose rice. Fu Bao felt that he was hungry again, so he took it unceremoniously. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating. While eating, he asked, "Did you win the lottery? You can actually afford roast goose rice!"
"See you didn't come to work today, what happened?" Shen Chang moved a chair and put it in front of Fu Bao's bed.
what happen? Fu Bao slowly put down his lunch box, lowered his head, and kept playing the image of Xia Qing lying on the floor covered in blood in his mind... The blood gushes out like an endless spring, and he can't stop it no matter how hard he presses... "Is it serious?" Shen Chang looked at Fu Bao's expression and his voice became serious.
"Yes." Fu Bao nodded heavily.
"Can you tell me?" Shen Chang asked again.
Fu Bao thought for a moment and shook his head silently. Shen Chang had a very high IQ, but exorcising ghosts obviously could not be solved by a high IQ. Although he had said that he did not want to hear these things... but could he escape without listening? "You guy, if you need anything, just come to me." Shen Chang returned to his bed, lay down and picked up a book and started reading.
Fu Bao took a casual glance and saw a large title on the waist of the book: "The latest masterpiece of beautiful writer Fujiko, shocking!"
"Fu Bao's book?" Fu Bao's attention was diverted.
"Beautiful writers are rare, so I have to support this one." Shen Chang said with a smile, raising the book in his hand, "In addition, this book "Cut the Hell" is very beautifully written, and it contains some details about murder. The method of making corpses and making people immortal is full of creativity and imagination. It deserves a thumbs up. You see, cut a person into ten pieces, corresponding to three souls and seven souls, so that each soul cannot find other parts. The soul is incomplete and will never find the gate of hell. It will be tortured for eternity. It’s terrible.”
"'Cut the Hell', it's really her." Fu Bao whispered to himself. Lu Jinyuan had told him the name of this book. Now he can confirm that Fujiko is indeed a well-known beauty writer, a descendant of a Maoshan Taoist priest who writes about supernatural beings. Does the novel think life is too boring? Fu Bao felt that he was too bored and shook his head.
"What did you say?" Shen Chang asked curiously.
Before Fu Bao could answer, the voice of the landlady came from downstairs.
"Shen Chang, there's your package." Shen Chang suddenly got up from the bed and ran downstairs to get the package. Fu Bao picked up the lunch box and continued eating. After a minute, Shen Chang ran away again "thump thump thump" I went upstairs, still holding a cardboard box in my hand, and muttering, "It's ice and heavy. What is it?" It's ice and heavy? ! Fu Bao seemed to be hit in the head by these words, and opened his mouth wide. One after another, icy and heavy packages immediately appeared in front of his eyes...each package was filled with body parts! "Don't open it!" Fu Bao yelled, rushed over, and snatched the express package from Shen Chang's hand.
Clam? Shen Chang looked at Fu Bao in shock, wondering what was happening.
Fu Bao ran to the window with a nervous look on his face and threw the package out. The package fell to the ground with the sound of glass shattering, and there were people screaming outside.
"Who is so wicked as to throw something out! Is this filled with...beer?! You want to kill people!" Fu Bao kept his attitude of throwing things out. Hearing the curses coming from outside, he was stunned for a moment. After a thousand thoughts, only two words were left: "Shameful". He turned his stiff neck and looked at Shen Chang, who had a look of astonishment on his face, and laughed "haha" twice.
"I think... it should be the cold beer I bought, a discount product purchased online, bottled." Shen Chang was licking the corners of his mouth as he spoke, perhaps imagining what the cold beer tasted like when innocent people were killed in battle.
"My hand slipped." Fu Bao was sweating from his forehead and didn't know how to explain it.
"My hand slipped and you snatched my package and threw it out?" Shen Chang's mouth twitched slightly, and he said gloatingly: "I'm fine, but from the sound just now, it should be Grandpa Wang next door. Although he is over seventy years old , he was very angry when he scolded people, and he didn’t need to take a break for three hours straight.”
"What!" Fu Bao showed an expression of extreme shock.
The next second, menacing yelling came from downstairs, "The two boys who live upstairs, get down here!"
Three hours later, Fu Bao returned home after being scolded until he was about to collapse. At this time, Shen Chang was still reading a novel. The lights in the room had been turned off, leaving only the small lamp on the bedside. The dim light reflected on his face, making him look... Extremely focused.
"That old man, he really taught someone a lesson for three hours without repeating anything... I just found out today that he is the dean and dean of the university. I'm so broken..." Fu Bao fell onto his bed and felt good Tired, mainly tired.
"Haha." Shen Chang laughed, "So don't mess with teachers, especially teachers who become old men."
"You can't mess with the teacher who turned into a ghost!" Fu Bao murmured.
"What did you say?" Shen Chang didn't hear clearly.
"It's okay." Fu Bao replied dully, burying his head in the quilt to show that he wanted to isolate himself from the world. However, he showed his head and gasped for air within three seconds. Damn it, the weather was too hot, and there was only one ceiling fan in the room. Turning feebly.
"Whenever you want to talk, I can listen at any time." Shen Chang turned off the desk lamp, and darkness enveloped the small attic. He could hear the sounds of people walking on the street outside, as well as the hum of the fan, which was quiet and dull.
Fu Bao tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, not because he was too hot, but because he was anxious.
The moment Shen Chang received the package, he suddenly discovered that he was so worried about another package appearing. Shen Chang was also a graduate of Huaxia University. He also had many friends who were graduates of Huaxia University. If the package would be sent to These people sent it to his good friends, but he didn't stop it because he was afraid... He would feel that he had harmed them, and the anxiety in his heart was because of this.
"Just do whatever you want to do. The bed will collapse if you turn over it." Shen Chang's voice suddenly came over.
"Okay! Pretty boy, please ask for leave for me. I won't go to the company tomorrow." Fu Bao made up his mind, then he closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep peacefully.
Early the next morning, Fu Bao got up in high spirits, but Shen Chang's bed opposite him was already empty.
"Huh? I thought I got up early enough." Fu Bao looked at the time, it was only seven o'clock, "This guy gets up so early every day, what is he doing?"
After getting up, Fu Bao arrived at the door of Lu Jinyuan's house in another hour. He had never exchanged mobile phone numbers with Lu Jinyuan and Fujiko. Now he could only come to Lu Jinyuan's house if he wanted to find someone.
