"Uh..." An Menghan fell silent instantly after hearing this. At this time, she finally looked like a normal person.
"It seems there is, please wait a moment." Shaoan Menghan took out the phone and dialed.
The person on the other end must be sleeping, after all, it was early in the morning. After more than ten seconds, the call was connected.
"Hey, Uncle Hai, I'm sorry for bothering you so late. Then I'll keep the story short..." An Menghan excitedly told the story with gesticulating gestures.
When Wu Sheng heard from the other end that it was Zimu who hurt him, he was stunned. It took more than a minute to calm down.
"This... this is a bit troublesome." A rich voice came from the other end of the phone. He sounded about fifty years old.
"Xiaohan, you also know what I am capable of as an old man. I did come into contact with those things in the early years, but I am not an expert in the industry after all. I can find a way to deal with simpler things for you, but this is a Zimusha. "
"I can't answer your question now." Uncle Hai was silent for a while: "How about this first? I'll ask a few friends to find out. Couldn't your friend be able to suppress it temporarily? Remember not to forcefully use Taoism again. Otherwise the consequences will be serious.”
"By the way Xiaohan, it will be my father's birthday in a few days. Don't take that risk when you are outside. My father has always been worried about you. Just come back early and make your father happy. Recently, your brother has been treating me I'm so angry..."
After the two chatted for a while, An Menghan hung up the phone. Before that, Uncle Hai said it would be best to invite Wu Sheng home.
"Then what will you do next?" An Menghan looked at Wu Sheng's wounds.
His wound was very strange. There was no blood left at all. It was covered with a cloud of Yin Qi. From the outside, the blood inside seemed black.
Wu Sheng put a few more Jiazi Jiayin evil-breaking charms on the wound: "It's time to go to work the day after tomorrow, I have to go back."
"Okay, let's leave each other's phone numbers. I will contact you when there is news." The two exchanged mobile phone numbers.
An Menghan rolled his eyes: "Hey, the night is still going on, why don't you..."
The two communicated a lot along the way, but they were all about evil spirits. When they walked to the road and stopped a taxi and got in, they were still chattering, but the driver was startled. It was already dawn by the time we reached the station.
"By the way, if you have any 'good things', please think of me!" An Menghan shouted to Wu Sheng before leaving.
Wu Sheng naturally understood what the "good thing" she meant was. He could only smile bitterly and nodded to her, then stepped on the bus back...
"Hey, little Wu." A greasy, fat middle-aged man called to Wu Sheng, who was about to leave the company to work.
"Leader Zhu, what's wrong?" Wu Sheng asked quickly when he saw that he was his boss.
Leader Zhu nodded with satisfaction: "I came to see you for a business matter. Didn't our company take over a project in the suburbs a few years ago but it ended unfinished?"
"Now this project is about to be restarted. I will arrange for a colleague to go there with you later. You two should check the dozen elevators carefully. You must be quick and implement all the problems tonight. This is related to your internship. prove……"
Due to the intense urging from Leader Zhu, Wu Sheng temporarily forgot to take the canopy ruler under his desk...
Wu Sheng and his colleague Zhang Buyu rode a battery car over there together. The two complained a lot along the way. Isn't this a typical example of exploiting low-level workers? So much work for two people to do?
After arriving at the construction site, it was almost noon. Except for the janitor, they were the only two people on the entire construction site.
"Damn it, isn't this leader Zhu playing tricks on us?" Zhang Buyu looked at the dark buildings around him and suddenly felt panicked: "I thought there were construction workers from other units? Just the two of us? Isn't that right? Where are you playing monkey?"
Wu Sheng nodded. From the moment he entered the construction site, he felt something was wrong. The buildings here were different from other traditional buildings.
The whole thing is based on jet black, which is about introducing Western trends and keeping up with the pace of fashion.
Maybe the two of them are too vulgar and can't appreciate the art in it at all. They just feel a very depressing feeling.
After the two of them put the brakes on the elevator, they started working, and it was night without realizing it.
The wind in the shaft was very strong, making the two of them tremble uncontrollably. The moment they reached the 18th floor and opened the door, Zhang Buyu was shocked.
At the same time, the wind direction changed, and a large gust of wind suddenly blew up, almost knocking Wu Sheng down behind him.
"Ah! Who is it?" His eyes happened to meet the eyes of the person outside.
"Oh, it turns out it's you, uncle." Zhang Buyu kept patting his chest, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was the doorman.
The old man's voice sounded unnatural: "Hey, young man, you two are very hardworking, aren't you? It's already midnight and you're not going back?"
Out of caution, Wu Sheng looked at him carefully and said, "We will leave after this station is cleaned up. Hey, sir? How did you know that we are here?"
"Are you stupid? The only elevator in the whole construction site is shining through the cracks." Zhang Buyu looked at Wu Sheng speechlessly.
"Hehe, it's the same thing." Wu Sheng scratched his head in embarrassment.
Upon seeing this, the doorman said a few words and left, but he was heading upstairs.
"Leave quickly!" Wu Sheng said vigilantly after closing the hall door.
"Why are you leaving? Aren't you afraid that Leader Zhu will quarrel with us?"
"Stop inking, I always feel like something is wrong." Wu Sheng pressed the button.
When Zhang Buyu heard this, his hair stood up immediately: "Old witch, don't scare me? You don't know that I'm timid?"
The two of them left the building in a hurry, but when they came out, they met a familiar figure.
"Young man is down?" the guard asked with a smile.
"Holy shit?! Why are you running so fast?" Zhang Buyu exclaimed, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
The doorman let out a long sigh: "Are you working overtime? Can't I take that elevator down?"
Wu Sheng did not reply, but pulled Zhang Buyu and started running.
But when they arrived at the gate of the construction site, the two were dumbfounded! Why is this door locked? !
When they saw the light in the guard room was on, the two of them approached and looked through the window and found a person lying on the bed.
That person is the doorman! But who was that person just now?
"Oh my god! Old witch, did we bump into a ghost?!" Zhang Buyu's hair stood on end, and Wu Sheng motioned for him to calm down first.
Suddenly, he fell over with his back to their door, and his face was gone! The blood stained the front sheets.
"Holy shit!" Zhang Buyu collapsed on the ground.
"Hurry over the wall and leave!" Wu Sheng pulled him up and left.
