"Open the door! What are you waiting for?" The strong man pushed Zhao Letian away, grasped the doorknob with both hands and pressed hard - with a pop, the doorknob... actually broke. As expected of a muscular man who has been working out all year round, With great strength, the strong man held up the broken doorknob with a broken expression, a look of despair on his face.
At this moment, there was silence behind them, as if the abnormality had stopped. So the two looked at each other, swallowed together, and then slowly turned around at the same time, and then saw furniture, kitchen utensils and fitness equipment floating in front of them. The army of equipment, led by kitchen knives, followed by dumbbells, pots and pans crowded together, televisions and dishwashers making love, sofas and beds covered in darkness.
Just one glance made the two of them weak in the legs. It is conceivable that if these things flew over, they would lose half their lives even if they did not die.
what to do?
Zhao Letian's mind was buzzing, and it took him a while to suddenly realize that these things were just floating there and not hitting them. It felt like he was waiting for something...
Zhao Letian suddenly remembered the angry shout he made when the ghost kicked him out of the apartment yesterday - get out of my house!
Could it be that such a big move is to drive people away? !
What should I do then... By the way, of course you have to apologize when you walk into someone's house!
"I'm sorry! I was wrong!" Zhao Letian was so happy that he immediately clasped his hands and bowed to apologize, and kicked the strong man, meaning to apologize quickly.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The strong man suddenly knelt on the ground and prostrated himself.
Hey, this gift is too big... Zhao Letian glanced at the strong man. However, although the gift was too big, it had an effect. Those things floating in front of him suddenly fell to the ground with a clatter. Next, there was obviously nothing. The plugged-in TV suddenly turned on, and amidst the buzzing sound, there was a scream——
"Get out!" There was a snap and the locked door opened suddenly. Then the two intruders who were apologizing felt themselves being thrown out of the room by a huge force, and then the door was closed tightly, as if to reject these. Rude intruder.
Zhao Letian was thrown out and sat in the corridor, feeling scared and unlucky. Then he heard crying from beside him and turned around to see the strong man with tears streaming down his face.
By the way, Zhao Letian suddenly remembered that he needed to comfort this person now, otherwise he would definitely be fired if he was complained again.
"Sir, listen to me..." Zhao Letian said softly.
"I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!" The strong man shook his head desperately, then stood up and ran away from the safety stairs while crying.
This scene is a bit like the plot of a cheesy soap opera... It's useless to think about it now!
If this continues, your job will be lost! Zhao Letian slapped himself.
what to do? It seems that the only option is to call for backup... We are also in the apartment. Although it is already one o'clock in the afternoon, for people who only go to bed in the early morning, it is still dreaming time.
The fat man wearing a Miku T-shirt and holding a newly bought Miku pillow was sleeping soundly under the sun. The most eye-catching thing in his apartment was the screen wall made up of several screens. Although Others are sleeping, but various patterns and numbers are still displayed on the screen wall.
At this time, the phone rang, but he didn't answer it.
The text message reminder didn't wake him up, but the small reminder of a new email made the fat man on the bed sit up in a daze. For this hacker and otaku, network information was the most important.
He climbed to the screen wall, and when he saw the message content, he suddenly woke up, touched his bearded chin, and laughed, "This is something fun." At the same time, in another city in another country In the shrine, a woman was wandering around in the drizzle.
Her skin is snow-white, her long hair is jet black, and that strange red mole between her eyebrows gives her a unique, unearthly aura.
The shrine is old and dilapidated. It is the birthplace of the legendary "Seventy-Seven Dog Gods and Demons". However, no ghosts and ghosts appear day or night, which makes the female writer who came here specifically to collect materials and inspiration extremely disappointed.
"Disgusting, not scary at all."
"Disgusting, uninspired."
"I really want something to stimulate me..."
"According to the logic of the story, shouldn't there be an unlucky man who called me and told me that he saw a ghost?" While the woman was muttering strange words to herself, her pink phone suddenly lit up, and she slid it away. On the screen, a WeChat message with part of the content "Urgent! Help Jianghu" appeared on the screen of her mobile phone.
The woman's eyes suddenly lit up. She almost jumped up and picked up her phone to browse the full text of the message, the smile on her lips spreading.
Hee hee hee, inspiration is here! She immediately responded with a message.
To Zhao Letian's expectation, until eight o'clock in the evening, none of the strong men he took to see the ghost in the house today came to complain. This made Zhao Letian afraid that he would be fired because of the two consecutive complaints. Fall back into your belly.
What makes him even more reassured is that all the friends he has asked for help by phone, text message, email and WeChat have responded.
The fat hacker Lu Jinyuan said: "I'm preparing the newly developed electromagnetic ghost exorcism props. I know about Shengshi Huayuan. See you in the evening." Fujiko said: "If you are in Japan, you will be back in two days. You must hold on and don't die. .”
Bah bah! Zhao Letian pouted at Fujiko's LINE message twice, but he really didn't know if Fujiko was not there. Although Lu Jinyuan had electromagnetic ghost exorcism tools, he always felt that it was unreliable, and Fujiko, whose real name is Fujizumei He is a descendant of the authentic Maoshan Taoist priest who works part-time as a writer of supernatural novels. Although the inheritance is almost completely cut off, at least in theory it sounds like he can bluff people.
Forget it, it doesn't matter if there is Lu Jinyuan, one person can calculate the shortcomings and the two can calculate the strengths, at least we can discuss it.
So Zhao Letian waited for Lu Jinyuan at the company. Fortunately, no one wanted to see the house all afternoon, otherwise Zhao Letian really didn't know how to deal with it.
At nine o'clock in the evening, after his colleagues who worked overtime also got off work, Zhao Letian finally waited for Lu Jinyuan. Lu Jinyuan showed up in a weird van with a huge umbrella-shaped thing on the roof, like a small satellite antenna.
"What is this?" Zhao Letian stood in front of the car and looked at it with a strange expression.
"An enlarged version of the electromagnetic ghost-repelling ball, a super-powerful supernatural ghost-repelling vehicle, isn't it awesome?!" Lu Jinyuan jumped out of the car and introduced his invention very proudly and exaggeratedly, "One can cover a building. The invention was inspired by cell phone signal jammers.”
"The supernatural ghost-exorcist vehicle, also referred to as the hearse," he waved to Zhao Letian, "come on, come on."
"Hearse? It sounds so unlucky..." Zhao Letian couldn't help complaining, and then got into the car.
