The bleak cold wind through the hall blew from the bottom to the top, and the moment it swept through the back alley of the 18th Middle School, the dark clouds that had covered the moonlight for a long time suddenly opened up in its entirety. The hazy moonlight sprinkled from the sky, giving the originally dark alley a very subtle visibility. According to the shooting method of ghost films, this kind of seeming brightness happens to be the most able to induce fear in human hearts, and the glimmer is just enough to see the ghost, and just enough to let people know that the ghost has also seen him. Xiao Yuyu stood in front of Qin Feng's shop and took a deep breath. The feeling in his store just now came up again, and the worst thing was that he suddenly remembered that Qin Feng was the predecessor of this store.

"Paralyzed, it's not good to choose where to open a store, but you have to choose a haunted house, it's really sick in the brain......" Xiao Yuyu thought in pieces, trying to hide his inner uneasiness by pretending to be angry, but the trembling voice betrayed him fiercely.

Xiao Yuyu licked his dry lips, his left hand holding cooking oil, and his right hand holding a steel bar found out of nowhere, were as cold as a dead man. He looked left and right, but couldn't find an entrance to the store, and in fact, he didn't have the courage to go to the store at this time. So he said to himself, "Okay, force me to set fire outside, right?

As he spoke, he opened the lid of the cooking oil, followed the example in the TV series, and poured oil on the mouth of the oil drum towards the door of the store.

It's just that the oil drum is too heavy, and the mouth of the oil drum is too small, and after two splashes, the oil that dripped out was like the boos of a sick person with prostate hyperplasia, bit by bit, it couldn't pour out the posture of killing people and setting fires at all, but it was still drenched all over Xiao Yuyu's hands.

Xiao Yuyu was busy for a long time but failed to pour oil. I was so tired that I could only put down the oil drum first, take a few breaths, and slow down first.

A few minutes passed. When he came back to his strength, he still didn't give up. He simply poked a few holes in the oil drum with steel bars, and then sprinkled oil on the ground in front of Qin Feng's store. Although Xiao Yuyu knew in his heart that it was useless to set fire to the outside of the store, but when things came to this point, if he didn't make any movement, he felt sorry for the half of the night that he had worked so hard to survive.

Taking out the matches prepared in advance, Xiao Yuyu stood under the eaves and brightened one.

He stared at the little light in the darkness, the flames flickering, and the cold wind passing through.

Xiao Yuyu's hand shook. Quickly threw down the match.

The match fell into the "oil accumulation" all over the ground in front of it, but it did not ignite the fire in an instant as Xiao Yuyu imagined, on the contrary, not only did it not ignite, but it was quickly annihilated.

"You're paralyzed......" Xiao Yuyu was a little confused. But he wasn't really mentally retarded after all, and the next second he thought of a very critical question - in other words, can Arowana be used to kill people and set fire?

Xiao Yuyu thought about it and vaguely remembered. The oil used in the TV series seems to be diesel......

He stood in front of Qin Feng's shop, and a sense of frustration suddenly welled up in his heart.

The life he had recalled just a few minutes ago had been reduced to a few brief fragments at this moment—the cousin's complacency. The aunt's smile hides the knife, Su Tang's disdain, and Qin Feng's hehehehe......

Xiao Yuyu lowered his head. Humiliation, frustration, and resentment are gradually intertwined and fermented.

He clenched the steel bars in his hand, which were originally used to "prevent ghosts". Suddenly, I was really not afraid of anything.

"Ahh Suddenly, a long roar sounded.

Xiao Yuyu went crazy, brandished a steel rod, and slammed the shutter door in front of the front desk of the small store.

The sound of ping-pong broke the silence of the early morning.

Xiao Yuyu vented his inner unwillingness in a way that others couldn't understand.

Why is Lao Tzu so smart, but he is always called stupid?

Why is Lao Tzu so handsome, but Su Tang likes Qin Feng's poor man?

Why is Lao Tzu a genius, but he has to be ridiculed by a group of inferior people?

Why does Lao Tzu just want to burn down a house today, but he can't even make a fire?

It's not fair, God it's not fair!

God gave me such excellent innate conditions, but he didn't let me succeed in one thing, God is jealous of talents, that's right, God is jealous of talents!

Xiao Yuyu thought so in his heart, the steel bar became more and more vigorous, and then he only heard Kara's voice, and the cheap roller shutter door that Qin Feng bought cheaply was actually opened.

……

"Fuck, who's fucking sick...... Wang An scolded and lifted the quilt, his eyes squinting slightly and coming out of the bedding roll. Compared with the anger of waking up in the morning, the anger caused by being woken up in the middle of a sleep is obviously much stronger. Listening to the continuous sound of slamming the door downstairs, Wang An gritted his teeth and swore in his heart while putting on his clothes that he must pinch the guy who smashed the door to death. It's just that as the movement of slamming the door became more and more rampant, when Wang An walked downstairs and began to put on his shoes, the belief in pinching people to death was no longer so firm.

Wang An, who had completely sobered up, silently wondered in his heart if a mentally ill person from a family had come out for a night tour, otherwise if he was a mentally normal person, how could he knock on the door to play at this point when the ghost had to clock in and out of work?

You know, it's the ninth day of the fucking first month, and it's serious, but the year hasn't been over yet, and the pork Liu hasn't even entered the state of work, and they won't come to deliver it in the morning!

Do you want to call the police first?

Wang An put on his shoes and played a little drum in his heart.

He settled down, opened the back door of the kitchen, and walked out into the backyard.

Without the soundproof wall, the sound of steel bars knocking on the roller shutter door suddenly became three-dimensional.

Wang An frowned, and then remembered to run back to the house and turn on the light first.

The moment Wang An pressed the switch in the house, the light above Xiao Yuyu's head lit up.

The sudden light flashed so that Xiao Yuyu's eyes almost blinded, he instinctively raised his hand to block the light, and the action of knocking on the roller shutter door also stopped,

Xiao Yuyu's heartbeat suddenly began to speed up, he never expected that there were still people in this store.

And just when he was in a daze, the door in the backyard of the small shop had been opened from the inside.

Wang An walked out of it violently, and opened his mouth to scold: "Are you sick in the brain?"

Xiao Yuyu gradually regained his eyesight, he turned his head, looked at Wang An in amazement, and after looking at each other for two seconds, he instinctively pulled his legs and ran.

Wang An was stunned when he saw this, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his head, so he chased after him.

Xiao Yuyu listened to the footsteps behind him, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to stay, but he was really overworked tonight, and the more he wanted to run out of the alley quickly at this moment, the more he couldn't move his legs, and he ran for thirty or fifty meters with a snort, and his physical strength was almost at the bottom.

He turned his head and glanced at Wang An, who was gradually catching up, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: No, he saw me, should he die?

This thought occupied Xiao Yuyu's remaining sanity almost instantly.

Xiao Yuyu stopped suddenly, turned around, and in the next second, when Wang An caught up head-on, he raised his right hand and swung a stick fiercely towards Wang An's head.

Wang An did not have the slightest defense, and Xiao Yuyu did not have the slightest concern.

With half a scream, the back alley of the eighteenth middle school once again regained its tranquility.

Xiao Yuyu threw the steel bar aside, looked at Wang An, who was lying on the ground with unknown life and death, and repeated with a sigh of anger and trembling: "You forced me, and you forced me to ......" (to be continued. )