The more Ni Yan listened, the more strange he felt, the more strange he felt, the more he wanted to understand, and said secretly: "When did I borrow money? I haven't borrowed money since I was so old, that is, the year when my mother and father just passed away, the most difficult time, I didn't borrow money, in order to let my younger brother live a good life, I would rather work three jobs after school and sleep only three hours a day."

They actually said that I borrowed money. Who are these people out there? Why are they threatening me for no reason? I know. Are these guys taking advantage of my death to blackmail my brother? When I was framed by the director, I happened to be burdened with a lot of crimes. When these thugs found out the facts, they took the opportunity to put a basin on my head.

Anyway, there is no proof of death. At that time, it was not clear at all. Mean guys. It's despicable. I originally thought that I was framed, at most, to let my brother suffer some reputation baggage, for example, when other people see my brother in the future, as long as they know him and know that there is my sister, most of them will say what happened to his sister.

This will definitely put a lot of pressure on Xiaojian. But even then, I thought it was just some mental stress. As long as it is mental pressure, if you find a good way, it can still be alleviated. However, there is still material pressure after a long time. I really didn't expect that.

Xiao Jian is really, why didn't he tell me about this kind of thing? He must have been too happy to forget. No, if I don't know about it, forget it, now that I know, I have to help him settle it, or these guys will just come and harass him in the future. How can Xiaojian live a good life?"

At the thought of this, she nodded affirmatively, and wanted to open the door, but at that moment, a thought flashed through her mind. Darkly: "Wait. Wait, wait, wait. What am I going out to do now? They'll come to my brother because they know I'm dead. Although I can settle this matter after I go out, wouldn't this be tantamount to exposing the news that I am still alive?

So how can I get revenge? I can't get revenge. How can I wash away my grievances? No. No way. No way. Absolutely not to go out. The fact that these guys dare to come to my brother for trouble shows that they are not fuel-efficient lamps. There must be someone behind it. Otherwise, would there be such a fearlessness?

Even if I did die, they wouldn't worry about doing it, and if my brother's other friends saw it, would they be repaired by those friends? Can you investigate the family situation of a citizen so clearly, dare to say that there is no one behind it?

There must be someone, and. Since these guys are so swaggering and arrogant, it is enough to see that the person behind me is still very big, and on the Destiny Star, I have no enmity with others. Even though I'm a police officer, I often arrest prisoners, but if these guys are really the ones I arrest or family members. It can't just be blackmailing my brother.

For those guys, I'm afraid it's not impossible for my brother to become disabled. What's more. Since these guys have investigated my brother's situation so clearly, they must know that my brother has no money. I should know that I don't have any money at home.

My only passbook was also frozen by the bank after the accident. It will never be possible to unblock the lockdown when I am already dead. They don't know I'm alive yet. In other words, they would have the guts to blackmail my brother. It was when he knew that he couldn't get money from my brother, but he still wanted to blackmail my brother.

It can be seen that their real purpose is not blackmail and blackmail at all, but something else. However, my family is not wealthy. There's nothing to do, what else could there be but this broken house? Could it be that their purpose is this house?

Wrong. Although the housing prices of the Destiny Star have risen sharply now, those houses that can be sold and have risen a lot are all very good houses in the market, either by the subway, or in the downtown area, I am remote and dirty here, and there are no transportation facilities, so it is very inconvenient to travel.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to walk to work. It is precisely because of the backwardness of this place that the houses here are of little value. What's more, there are few people here. There are so few people, the house can't be sold for a price. So what is the real purpose of those people?

Is there a deeper reason for this? Could it be that there is some treasure hidden in this broken house? No. If there was any treasure, I would have found it a long time ago. What the hell would be the reason for that? Although there is nothing of value in this broken house, it does not mean that the land I am standing on has no value.

yes, I've only looked inside the house, but not the underground. In other words, if there is any treasure, it is likely to be hidden in the ground under the house, not in the house. That would explain why these guys came to harass my brother.

They wanted to get rid of my brother, and then find another chance to dig up the ground and dig out the treasure. ”

As soon as she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel a stir in her heart, and thought, "I didn't expect there to be such a valuable thing under this house." Then I'll have to dig it out and take a look. If I can really find something good, maybe I can change my unfavorable fate. For example, some high-level monks have a magic weapon.

It is said that it can be more powerful than heavy weapons, although there is still a gap in power compared to the Exterminator robot, but it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people, even if it is against a unit, there is no problem, but it is not good for dealing with the Exterminator robot.

If I had a magic weapon, it would be impossible to take revenge. Just sneak into the police station and wait for the chief to come to work. When no one is around, I can let him know how good I am at once, and I have to confess honestly. In that way, my grievances will be washed away. ”

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, the more excited she became, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker, and cheered proudly in her heart: "Okay, good." Wonderful. Then I'll scare them. Scare them away. When Xiaojian comes back, I will dig up the baby with him. In this case, the matter of revenge will be settled. ”

As soon as she thought of this, she finally showed a relaxed smile, took a deep breath, and learned from the actors in the ghost movie. Pinching his nose, he said in a weird way: "I'm back, I'm back." Give me back my life. Give me back my life. ”

As soon as she said this, the two little thugs who were talking outside immediately turned pale, revealing a look of horror that could not be concealed, and the legs of the thin one trembled. "Boss." Do you hear strange noises? I don't think it's better to go into this house, maybe it's haunted inside. ”

"Haunted. Smash the door open for me. I'm going in. The fat man yelled in disbelief, and kicked him with his left foot towards the door, but even so, the fear on his face was stronger than his.

The thin man said helplessly, "Okay." Nodding, he swallowed a mouthful of spit, and his right hand trembled and lifted to grab the door lock, trying to pull it open, but at this moment. A familiar voice rang out, sharp and thin, as if it came from a ghostly roar.

"Give me my life. Give me back my life. Give me back my life. ”

The fat man trembled with fright, his legs went limp, he fell backwards, almost fell, staggered two steps, and barely stood firmly. I couldn't speak for a long time.

The thin man's face turned pale with fright, and he trembled. With a snap, he had fallen to the ground softly, his right hand supported the ground, and he tried hard to stand up, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead. I couldn't move, I just trembled involuntarily.

The more the fat man looked at it, the more angry he became, the more unwilling he became, and shouted, "Stick." Get me up. Get up, get up. Did you hear that?"

"Boss. I can't get up. I also remembered, but my legs, my legs don't seem to be mine anymore. It's out of my control. The thin man replied aggrievedly.

The fat man was stunned, and his face showed a look of surprise that could not be concealed, and he said in his heart: "Can't get up? Can't get up? How can you not get up? Is it really haunted? What are you kidding?" We are here to collect money, and now that the money has not been received, and no one has been caught, wouldn't we be laughed at to death if we are scared like this?

That's not going to work. Not really. It's too hard. It's really hard. If you can, it's better to take the house away. After all, the boss said that there may be something related to the secret porcelain bowl buried under the house, although it is not sure whether it is true, after all, the original record book is very old. But this possibility cannot be ruled out.

After all, the secret porcelain bowl that the boss asked for is quite a precious thing. That's what the National Museum exhibits. Now that you can't grab it, you can only start from other aspects. If I can't pay the difference when I go back, it's going to be quite troublesome. Go in anyway. Whether it's really haunted or not.

However, then again, the boss was really too much, and actually sent me on such an errand, but he didn't say that the house was haunted. Now I'm scared to death. ”

At the thought of this, he took a deep breath, forcibly calmed the fear in his heart, and shouted, "Stick." Let me in, you have to get up if you can't get up. I command you now. If you hear something that doesn't get up, you know the consequences. Don't think about eating today. ”

As soon as he said this, the thin man's face turned pale with fright, and he replied in fear: "Okay." Good, good, good. Boss, you wait a minute, let me catch my breath, now my heart is beating so badly, give me two minutes. ”

The fat man finally smiled with satisfaction and replied, "Okay." Just wait for you for two minutes. ”

Two minutes later, the thin man still didn't get up.

The fat man said, "Stick." It's time. Get up. If I don't get up again, I'm going to increase the punishment. ”

"Boss, I'm sorry, I can't get up. The thin man replied aggrievedly, tears looming in the corners of his eyes, and he was about to cry.

The more the fat man listened, the more angry he became, the more angry he became, the more he didn't believe it, he raised his voice, and shouted, "Get up." Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You just don't want to bang on the door. I'm afraid I'll open the door and see a female ghost or something, right? Get up for me! Or I'll fire you!"

The thin man burst into tears and said, "Boss." You're wrong about me. You're really wrong about me. It's not that I don't want to get up, it's that I can't get up myself. My legs were numb. ”

The fat man was getting angry and said to himself, "Stick." You're a good guy. It's okay to do it with me. Today's task is so important, and you have to talk to me like this. I can't spare you. When today's business is done, whether it is successful or not, I will definitely ask the boss to fire you when I go back.

You kid is too much, you dare to fool me like this, I'm not a fool. How could a good person suddenly not be able to stand up. I don't believe you unless I'm mentally retarded. But listening to "sitting numb", he couldn't help but be stunned, only to feel that his mind was blank, and a lightning bolt fell from the sky, clicking, and he was numb from head to toe.

Angry, annoyed, shocked and speechless, he said, "His grandmother's." Are you grandma funny with me?" As soon as he said this, his right foot was numb, and he fell to the ground, hitting a stone in the back of his head, and he felt that the pain was unbearable.

The thin man couldn't help but snort, laughed, and said, "Boss." It's hilarious. It's not me, it's you. The sarcoma on your head looks too much like. ”

The fat man's face turned red and he scolded: "Stick." You kid don't want to live anymore, don't you? Look at Lao Tzu, I ......" stood up, wanting to go up to repair him, but just after standing firmly, his right leg was numb, and he fell down immediately, and after standing up for the second time, there was a numb and painful feeling in his left leg, and he stumbled and fell.

The fat man tried more than ten times in a row, and found that he could no longer stand up, and he couldn't help but be shocked, his back was cold, and he shouted in fear in his heart: "Oh my God." Oh my God!!!What the hell is going on? Didn't I just get up? Why can't I stand up now?

The right leg was inexplicably sore and swollen. It's still so numb. Is it really haunted? Oh my God. It's horrible. If it's true, isn't that the same as looking for death? Now that I haven't broken the door, the ghost is just keeping my legs from standing up. If I force myself to stand up, won't it kill me?

Then it would have to pay for it. Although I am now working for my boss, I am only a wage earner after all. No matter how high the position is, is it useless? In any case, life is the most important. If life is gone, there is nothing. So what the stick said is true?

It seems that this is the case in eighty percent. Otherwise, my leg wouldn't have been in trouble for some reason. All right. Since it's really haunted, then I won't be reluctant to stick it. Otherwise, I might end up with a lot of trouble. It's better to have less of this kind of thing. (To be continued.) )