Text Chapter 8 Wealth and Danger Seeking
The underworld boss was so frightened that he ran away in his pants, presumably the third hand was not ordinary ferocity.
What is the third hand, where does the third hand come from?
Zhang Ben was in a fog, he didn't understand everything, he wanted to ask what was going on, the underworld bosses ran away, to be honest, the woman's figure really made people think about it, but unfortunately she ran away.
Even if you have a third hand, you won't run so fast, and you're a big brother in the underworld.
Xiaopang picked up the money on the ground one by one, stacked it, and counted it, thirty-five hundred-yuan tickets.
Plus the two thousand, five thousand and five thousand.
"Third uncle, there is a way to make money, more than 5,000 all at once. ”
"That's because we've run into a timid fish like Kaiko. ”
"Uncle, the third hand, what do you mean?"
Zhang Benqian shook his head, stared at the entrance of the haunted house, and said, "I think, it's still the ghost bride who made it." ”
"It's just a pile of latex, just a human shape. ”
"Then you say, what does the third hand mean? Is the ghost bride an extra hand?"
"No, the ghost bride only has two hands. ”
"Well, let's say there's a hand hidden in the haunted house. ”
Xiaopang paused for a while and said, "It should be said that there is a person hidden in the haunted house, so it is appropriate." ”
Zhang Benqian took a few deep breaths and said, "No, it should be said that there is a ghost hidden, a demon, for sure, otherwise, how could the candle be extinguished, and why would the ghost bride suddenly sit up." ”
"If you say so, it's a female ghost, didn't you hear the woman's sigh? It's terrifying, my respected uncle, what's wrong now, the village chief Accountant Liu didn't fool us, this place is really haunted, the broken temple has not been knocked down, where is the ghost?"
"Chubby, don't say it, the more you talk about it, the more you feel that there are ghosts inside. ”
"We, aren't we running?"
"Where are we going? This is our hard work, if we run, we have no return, how can we run?"
"Okay, don't run, you're an uncle, you say how to get it. ”
The more the two of them talked, the more they felt that the surroundings were cold, and it was like being in an ice cellar on a hot day.
Finally, Zhang Benqian patted Xiaopang's shoulder and said, "Let's go in and have a look." ”
"Don't dare, you go. ”
"It's okay, I'll take the knife, you take the stick, on!"
The two bosses of the haunted house of Big Demon Mountain each drank a big sip of Erguotou and carried the guy to the haunted house.
At the staircase, the two shrank their heads and hesitated for a while, and in the end, instead of cowering, it was better to be stronger, Zhang Benqian shouted, emboldened himself, held a kitchen knife, and walked in with a bang, and the little fat trembled and followed behind.
Inside the haunted house, there was a mess, the oil lamp was still on, the bed was messed up, and the ghost bride was kicked to the floor, face down, butt up, high up, wearing nothing. The clothes and pants of the big brother of the underworld, the T-shirt of the lady in red, and the jeans are scattered next to the ghost bride.
"Third uncle, I didn't see any third hand. ”
"Clean up. ”
Zhang Benqian put on the ghost bride's clothes, removed the pink sheets, and prepared to change into a new one, and there was a strange smell in the room now.
"Third uncle, look, mobile phone. ”
On the dressing table, there are two mobile phones, both of which are Apple phones, the latest.
The big brother of the underworld ran too fast, and he forgot to take the mobile phone, it seems that the third hand is not ordinary horror.
The two searched in the haunted house for a long time, including the bottom of the bed, and there was no third hand.
After being busy for a while, Zhang Benqian changed the sheets, put away the things of the underworld brother, and got the ghost bride's hairstyle right, to be honest, the ghost bride's hair is as beautiful as a waterfall, and it is the hair of a real person who sticks it on.
The haunted house was restored to its original state, and after the door was closed, the two came out of the haunted house and came to the dormitory.
"There's no third hand, right?"
Zhang Benqian looked at the five thousand five hundred yuan on the table and said.
"Open your eyes and tell nonsense, third uncle. ”
"It's paradoxical, right now. ”
Chubby took a deep breath: "I, too, am very contradictory." ”
"It's certain that there's something in the haunted house. ”
"Third uncle, do you mean that there is an invisible female ghost inside?"
"I don't know, it's so messy, how can there be ghosts in the world?"
"No ghosts, how do you explain what happened in the haunted house?"
Zhang Benqian went down with a glass of cold water and thought about it for a while: "Little fatty, if there is really a ghost, what will you do?"
"I will find a Taoist priest to catch ghosts as soon as possible. ”
"If the ghost is gone, the haunted house will not be scary. ”
Chubby said helplessly: "This is the contradiction, I'm afraid I'm afraid it's a ghost, and I'll put the two of us..."
"Don't be scary, it's such an exaggeration?"
"The village chief said that he was not responsible for the accident, and it was clearly written in the contract, third uncle, we are in trouble. ”
"Wealth and danger are sought, don't say words of discouragement. ”