"I'm counting the money. Lao Wang lowered his head and counted the money, one by one with red blood, which looked a little scary.

"Count the money?" Li Tianzhen pretended not to know and asked, "Why, your money is all red?"

"Red money? nonsense, your 100-yuan grandfather Mao, isn't it red?" Lao Wang said a little angrily: "Okay, okay." If you're fine, go quickly. I'm still busy counting the money, so I don't have time to talk to you. ”

"But... Why is there blood on your money?" Li Tianzhen said clearly.

"Blood? Oh, it's my blood. Counting money, counting so much, I couldn't stop, my fingers were worn out. "Lao Wang is very calm, as if he is saying a very ordinary thing.

Peat.

Your fingers are broken, and you still look like you're fine, continue to count the money, are you sick?

Wrong.

It can't be evil again, right?

"Brother Wang, you're not sick. Li Tianzhen couldn't help but ask.

"I'm not sick, I'm really not sick... I just like money and the feeling of touching it. It feels so good, and if I have to count them, I'm willing to do it. Lao Wang said obsessively.

Like to count money?

It's really weird.

"Brother Wang, don't count the money, I think it looks like I've met ghost money and fallen into the eyes of money. Li Tianzhen said again.

Just then, a loud scream came from the slaughterhouse.

"Put... Put... Even..."

Although the sound is loud, it still sounds a little blurry, and it is a couple?

Someone yelling?

Is there something wrong with the machine?

Or some other reason.

"Brother Wang, did you hear the shouts of people in your slaughterhouse just now?" Li Tianzhen said suspiciously.

"Loud scream, did you kid hear it wrong?" Lao Wang said with a smile while counting the money: "If you want to talk about the screams of pigs, I really heard them." I really didn't hear the screams of the people. ”

yes.

This is a pig killing farm, and there are pigs screaming.

"I'll go in and have a look. Li Tianzhen was still a little suspicious, and without saying a word, he turned around and walked to the operation workshop of the slaughterhouse.

"Stand still, boy. The slaughterhouse's workshop, you can't let me in. But before Lao Wang's words were finished, Li Tianzhen had no shadow anymore and walked into the operation workshop of the slaughterhouse.

As for Lao Wang, he glanced down at the money in his hand again, hesitated, and continued to count.

It seems that he is more energetic than money.

Soon, Li Tianzhen walked to the homework workshop.

The workers inside are wearing antibacterial clothing, and the pigs enter the slaughtering workshop one by one, and after the slaughter is completed, they use the machine to make the line.

It looks calm.

There was no sound of anyone screaming at all.

One by one, the pork is hung on the machine, like flowing water, and the pig's head and pig's feet are cut off......

It's okay!

It seems that he is suspicious.

Thinking about it, Li Tianzhen left here.

"Xiao Li, you go for a walk! Hurry up and let me go, you came to me on purpose to make trouble, and you went to the workshop, do you think that there is water-filled pork in my workshop?" said Lao Wang with a dissatisfied face.

Still counting the money.

"Brother Wang, it's funny. Li Tianzhen smiled awkwardly, looked down at the bloody money, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

It's weird.

Peat.

Count the money and bleed without stopping.

There must be a secret in this matter, and there must be no wool to be earned.

Thinking of this, Li Tianzhen committed an occupational disease.

"Brother Wang, let's talk about you. You say, why do you want to count the money? Keep counting and keep counting? If you keep counting like this, you might break your fingers. Li Tianzhen said with a serious face.

When Lao Wang heard this, his complexion changed drastically, a little helpless, and a little bitter.

But, he just didn't say it.

"Brother Wang, if you say it, maybe I can help you. Li Tianzhen said again.

"Can you help me?" said Wang, who was a little unconvinced.

"Yes, I can help you. Li Tianzhen affirmed.

"Forget it, I'll tell you. Lao Wang counted the money and said with an ugly face: "To tell you the truth, because... Because only if I count the money, it won't come back, it won't come and cut off my head. ”

"Who is it, why did you cut off your head?" said Li Tianzhen.

Chop off your head?

How does it sound, it's a little scary.

Case!

It's definitely a big case.

Li Tianzhen was a little excited, what does a big case mean, wool!!

Piles of wool!

developed.

I just finished a small task, but I didn't expect another one.

"I don't know who it is, I just know that if I keep counting money, it won't come to me, let alone cut off my head. Lao Wang said again.

"Brother Wang, don't let me ask you, you say a word. You better be more careful, what the hell is going on. Li Tianzhen said.

"That's right......" said Wang.

Soon Lao Wang told Li Tianzhen the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that since a week ago, he has a dream every night, a very weird dream.

In his dreams, every night there would be a person, a person whose appearance he couldn't see clearly, and that person would use a big knife, a long, long big knife, to look down.

Chop off his head.

Right!

Dream of cutting off the head.

Every day.

The head was cut off, and the blood flowed profusely.

And it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, and sometimes he wakes up because it's too painful.

The main thing is that this doesn't seem to be a dream, because every time he cuts it in a dream, a black blood mark will appear on his neck.

This is the eighth time, eight blood marks, looking at his neck, it is really good to be cut off.

Right!

In real life, the head is really going to be cut off.

The blood stains are deeper and deeper each time, and each time they are superimposed.

A few days ago, he met a high-ranking man who said that as long as he counted the money every day, he would not have that dream again.

Then, he counted the money.

It's really good.

On the first day of counting money, the man did not come, did not appear in the dream.

But the next day appeared.

On the third day, it didn't show up again.

He knew that counting money was just a deterrent.

Sooner or later, he will be beheaded.

A man with a large knife cut off his head in a dream.

"Brother Wang, did the person in your dream say anything?" Li Tianzhen thought for a while and asked.

This thing is a bit weird.

It's really unheard of to dream of cutting off your head.

It's weird.

The most important thing is that Lao Wang's head is really going to fall off.

Cut down by the man in the dream.

I'll go.

This evil seems to be a bit strong.

Use dreams to control real life.

"He said... He said he was going to kill me, and he wouldn't stop until he killed me. Lao Wang said with a little palpitation.

"Today... Tonight, he's coming. Lao Wang said again.

Didn't come yesterday, should be back today.

"You... Can you help me? I don't want to die. "Lao Wang is about to cry.

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