A strong man with a height and weight of almost one hundred and eighteen, holding a lipstick in his hand, slowly applied it to his lips, his expression was intoxicated like a girl, this scene was simply weird, and the feeling in Manager Zhang's heart was not numbness and disgust, but deep fear.
He immediately thought of the supernatural aspect, believing that this matter was definitely related to the supernatural!
He thought of escaping, took a deep breath, and slammed towards the door, only to hear a thud and the door slammed shut.
Manager Zhang slammed the door hard, but the door, which was already decaying and didn't even have a lock, couldn't be opened.
Manager Zhang threw himself on the door, slid down, sat on the ground, and looked back in despair.
Lao Wang painted his mouth, and out of nowhere he took out an eyebrow pencil and a small bronze mirror, traced his eyebrows against the bronze mirror, and hummed a song while drawing his eyebrows, it was a woman's voice!
The content of the hum is not an ordinary pop song, but a folk song with a Huangmei opera tone, and Manager Zhang only vaguely heard a few words: ......
When I entered the door, there was a black bang, a fire was lit, a lamp was lit, and a look at who would make a shroud and who would peel the skin......
An extreme chill crawled up along Manager Zhang's spine and spread all over his body, making him feel dry and unable to scream, and he even wanted to cry a little.
It may be that the light is not satisfied, Lao Wang crooked his body, the bronze mirror is just facing Manager Zhang's face, in the bronze mirror, what he sees is not Lao Wang's face, nor himself, but a woman's face, the face is as white as a piece of paper, with two black eyes without the whites of the eyes, one hand holding the eyebrow pencil, consistent with the rhythm of Lao Wang's movements, carefully aiming at the eyebrows.
There was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, as if he had discovered himself, he glanced at it, his mouth cracked, and he smiled slightly, and his mouth grinned all the way to the base of his ear, and from between his teeth, a touch of green liquid flowed out......
"Ghost, ghost ......"
Manager Zhang felt that he was out of breath, and his survival instinct made him wave his hands, scratch on the ground, crawl backwards, until he reached the root of the wall, knocked down a plaque, and a dark space appeared behind him, which was a very hidden small room.
Manager Zhang didn't think about it and got in.
A miserable white light lit up from the room, Manager Zhang turned his head to look, it was a very old oil lamp, placed on a small mahogany table, the whole head was thinking about how to escape, did not think about why the oil lamp lit up by itself, closed the door of the small room, moved the table in a panic, and put it on the door.
There was a knock on the door, three times very lightly, as if it was buckled on Manager Zhang's heart.
He slowly retreated, at this time, a "squeak" sound came from a corner of the room, Manager Zhang turned his head to look, in the corner of the room, there was a very old bed, a very thin mosquito net, blocking the front.
Through the light, I could vaguely see a very thin person, slowly sitting up.
The bed board creaked, and his or her bones made a creaking sound.
At the seams on both sides of the mosquito net, seven long nails were inserted from the top, and the man inside folded his hands and bowed to the seven nails, and the top nail automatically slid down, and she bowed again, and another nail slipped down......
Manager Zhang sat on the ground with his buttocks, watching the last nail slide down and the mosquito net was lifted, and a pair of shriveled and yellowed hands reached out and slowly lifted the mosquito net.
A woman in a cheongsam, sitting on the edge of the bed, reached under the bed, and pulled out a pair of embroidered shoes and put them on her feet.
A pair of straight, black hair that covered his face.
The woman slowly touched a wooden comb from the head of the bed again, and began to comb her hair, revealing most of her face, which was a skeleton......
While combing her hair, she hummed the weird tune that "Lao Wang" had hummed before: light the lamp and see, who makes the shroud, who wants to peel the skin, who wants to peel the skin......"
She slowly raised her hand and pointed at Manager Zhang.
At this moment, Manager Zhang's mobile phone rang, he stretched out his soft fingers, and took out several times: when he pressed the answer button, the fear in his heart turned into this miserable cry: "Help, help!"
” Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder from behind, and Manager Zhang suddenly turned around and saw a bloody grimace with a wide open mouth and two rows of sharp teeth......
"Giggle......s" Manager Zhang made a strange sound in his throat, the nerves that had been tense were finally broken, his head tilted to the side, he didn't move, the mobile phone was still held in his ear, and a woman's voice came from the earpiece: "Manager Zhang, what's the matter, where are you, Manager Zhang?"
” A grimace leaned into the phone, letting out a giggle that resembled a rat's cry.
"Ahh Zhou Jingru threw away the mobile phone, her face turned pale with fright, she was stunned for a few seconds, turned her head to look at Ye Shaoyang, and said in a chestnut voice: "I heard a woman laughing, what a terrible sound, not like ......
It's people!
” Ye Shaoyang frowned, hurriedly picked up the mobile phone, and put it on his ear, the mobile phone was still talking, but he didn't hear laughter, only a fluttering voice, which seemed to be humming a tune.
"Something's wrong, let's go!"
Ye Shaoyang grabbed his backpack and rushed out, and at this time the rain almost stopped.
The three of them ran along the muddy road in the direction of the construction site.
"Shaoyang, where are you going?"
Xie Yuqing said as she ran.
"Seven Grandma Temple!"
The two girls were stunned, and Zhou Jingru said nervously: "How do you know that Manager Zhang is inside?"
” "If you're not there, just check it out."
I ran into the Seven Grandmothers Temple in one breath and found that the door of the temple was closed.
Ye Shaoyang did not hesitate, a spirit rune pasted over, and he felt a stream of yin qi dissipate instantly, and the door creaked open.
Ye Shaoyang took out a glow stick, put it on his wrist, turned around and said, "Be careful!"
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As soon as I stepped through the door, I saw a shocking picture: A man dressed as a worker, lying on his back on the ground, his mouth wide open, holding a pencil-like thing in both hands, stuck it in his throat, blood flowing all over his body.
Ye Shaoyang squatted down and checked it, and it was not a pencil that killed him, but a woman's eyebrow pencil.
Not long after the person died, his body was still warm, and he cut his middle finger, lowered a drop of blood on his forehead, drew a simple three-pronged rune, pressed the ghost door with his middle finger, silently recited a conjuring spell, and searched nearby......
Half a minute later, he stood up, his eyes full of surprise.
"What's wrong?"
Xie Yuqing hurriedly asked.
"I can't find its soul, it's not in the world, it's not in the underworld, it's not in the underworld, it's been detained."
Xie Yuqing covered her mouth and looked at him in surprise.
"Brother Shaoyang, there's a door over there."
Zhou Jingru pointed to the corner and said, Ye Shaoyang looked up, there was a plaque outside the door, it is estimated that the door was blocked by the plaque before, and he didn't see that there was a room here.
Ye Shaoyang walked over and pushed open the door.
Xie Yuqing and Zhou Jingru followed closely behind, and they didn't dare to breathe.
There was an oil lamp on in the room, and Ye Shaoyang saw Manager Zhang at a glance, sitting on a bed against the wall, in a daze.
"Manager Zhang!
How are you?
” Zhou Jingru screamed and was about to go over, but was stopped by Ye Shaoyang, sighed, and said something to Manager Zhang that made the two girls creepy: "How did you die?"
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