It wasn't until I flipped through the news that the hairs on my whole body immediately exploded! It reads that the body of a woman in red and a bus were found in the reservoir, and the police have opened a case for investigation......

Isn't that what I experienced last night? The bus I was on was one that I had seen rush into the reservoir with my own eyes.

Zhuge Feng has already given me a clear explanation for this matter, so I am not too surprised.

What really surprised me was the corpse of the woman in red, this corpse of the woman in red, could it be the same as the one I saw yesterday?

I have already determined that the woman I saw last night was Qin Baixue! Even if it's only half a face, I can make out the face accurately.

After all, it is so beautiful, such a beautiful beauty, even Tang Lin, is a little less coquettish.

And now, the news report says that the body of the woman in red was found, if this corpse is the same person as the red-clothed Qin Baixue I saw yesterday.

Doesn't that mean that Qin Baixue, who is sitting in front of me now, is a ...... Dead person?

Thinking of this, I immediately couldn't help but shudder, thinking that it couldn't be such a coincidence, right? Am I not worthy of anything but the dead?

Qin Baixue looked at my expression, and just wanted to open her mouth to say something, but her mobile phone suddenly rang a few times.

She looked down at her phone, her whole expression became nervous, and she hurriedly packed up the things at hand and said to me.

"Deshui, as long as you find that file bag, it is estimated that many things, you should be clear, this thing is in the haunted house! I remember very well, by the way, my mom asked me to give it to you. ”

After Qin Baixue finished speaking, she packed up her things, took a note for me, and left quickly, leaving me alone, sitting in place with a confused expression.

According to what Qin Baixue said, the accident back then was actually an accident.

And the list of dead personnel is in a person's file bag, and moreover, it's in a haunted house!?

So the question is, how did she know these things?

Although our haunted house is one of the largest haunted houses in the country, I am familiar with the inside, and I can almost walk through it with my eyes closed.

Why didn't I know that inside the haunted house, there was a place where mysterious files were hidden?

As I thought about these things, I rubbed the note in my hand open, and saw a row of very small words written on it.

"If you want to survive the seventh day of the lunar calendar next month, go to Hutou Village and find a golden bell."

Hutou Village? Golden bells? I was a little confused, I really didn't understand what it meant.

But this place in Hutou Village, I really know, I went north from the unlucky reservoir last night, which is Hutou Village.

However, what does this thing have to do with whether I can live to the seventh day of the lunar calendar next month?

As I walked back, I thought about these things in my mind, and after thinking about it, I still felt that the only thing I could work on was that file bag.

As for the matter of the seventh year of junior high school, since Zhuge Feng had already asked me to find him in the sixth year of junior high school, he categorically would not let me go to death.

So now, it's more important to find the file bag than the golden bell.

After making up my mind, I kicked the accelerator and drove the car back to the haunted house, although this place is still blocked, but we staff can enter at will.

"Deshui, what are you doing there? When you're young, why don't you have the eyesight to see and don't know how to help? ”

Far away, I heard Zhang Youcai's broken gong voice calling my name.

Looking up at him with a resentful look, I realized that several of my colleagues, including Jinbao, were moving something inside, and it looked like it was quite heavy.

"Lao Zhang, what is this? It looks pretty heavy. ”

Since the last time that happened, I no longer call him boss, but directly bite out one old Zhang.

Anyway, he is the boss here, and to put it bluntly, he was also appointed from above, so there is a lawsuit for this person's life, maybe this old boy will have to move his ass and get out.

Zhang Youcai heard me call him Lao Zhang, glared at me angrily, and then pointed to the things they were carrying.

"Isn't it that our company just died, and the above felt that we were frightened, so they specially sent a piece of Taishan Stone to dare to be, and put it in the hall on the first floor to suppress the evil!"

Hearing Zhang Youcai's words, I smiled disdainfully, and said in my heart that if this thing works, I don't have to go to great lengths to find a way for what happened seven years ago.

lit a cigarette and stood next to Zhang Youcai to smoke, choking Zhang Youcai and wanting to smoke me.

"You bastard, now it's no bigger or smaller, hurry up, let me know, the above sent us a condolence bonus, a total of 3,700 yuan, these 3,000 hair, the remaining 700, let's eat it."

Get! Tonight's dinner is co-authored!

I don't know, this dead person, what else is there to celebrate with a meal?

Could it be that when the fat man was alive, he slept with Zhang Youcai's little lover? So Zhang Youcai was able to propose a dinner party when the fat man didn't come out for the first seven?

I glanced at the inhumane Zhang Youcai, snorted coldly and went down to inform him, and at the same time didn't forget to call Liu Ruyi and say something.

Of course, even if I do these things, it doesn't delay my mind to be filled with the three words of the portfolio.

Qin Baixue told me, where is the file bag that holds the secret of seven years ago?

All afternoon, I thought about these things, and even looked at our sealed haunted house more than once, but never thought about where the file bag could be hidden.

It wasn't until the evening that our company set up a stove in the open space in front of the haunted house and brought out a huge number of skewers, and I was dragged by Jinbao to get into my seat.

"Ahem, comrades, listen to me, in the past two days, our haunted house has experienced twists and turns, and the death of the fat man has broken my liver and intestines!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Youcai paused, and when he saw the tears, he was about to burst out of his eyes.

I said in my heart that this old grandson is really special and can act, but I am forced by everyone's atmosphere, so I can only accompany him to grieve for a while, and try my best to make an expression of a dead family.

Zhang Youcai glanced at everyone, and found that everyone was quite cooperative, so he immediately sighed, then picked up the wine on the table and continued to say to everyone.

"Comrades! Although the fat man unfortunately passed away, we must persevere, I don't care how evil it is outside, but everyone remember, unity is strength! Come, hateful! ”

As Zhang Youcai spoke, he spilled the wine on the ground, and we naturally followed and spilled the wine on the ground.

The matter of face, this is considered the opening, as long as this field is opened, Zhang Youcai will be very automatic, take over the job of bringing wine, and after seven glasses of beer, he wiped his mouth and announced that everyone is free.

On the wine table of our northerners, as long as the word casual is mentioned, everyone basically understands in their hearts that after taking care of the face, the rest is revenge and revenge!

I didn't like to talk much in the company, and I didn't care about ganging up with them, so I've never been very interested in this kind of party.

So usually, I'm the kind of person who stands on the dry shore and watches the excitement.

Everyone also knows my character, so in general, at this kind of gathering, few people ask me to drink, after all, people like me can't be wooed, and drinking is a pure waste of time.

Originally, I was also happy to be idle, and at this time, it was just right for me to think about where the so-called file bag was placed.

But I don't know what's going on today, these bastards seem to have discussed it, and they all came over to drink with me, and the toast is called a positive.

I didn't belong to the kind of person who had a good amount of alcohol, and now that I was being wheeled and warned, it was impossible to stand up, and after a while, I felt a little fluttery.

I thought that I had drunk like this, and the face matter had been dealt with, so it was time to let me go, right?

But these people, like taking the wrong medicine today, are still thinking about taking me to drink with them at any time.

Originally, I was upset, these people were pressing, and they had to pull me to drink together, and I had been pressing the fire in my heart for so many days, and it burned up in a flash.

Just as I was about to use a wine bottle to slap the old king who was pulling me to persuade me to drink, Jinbao suddenly carried a wine glass and blocked it in front of me.

"Brother Shui can't drink it, I drank the rest of the wine for him, if you don't like it, ask Brother Shui if you agree!"

Hearing Jinbao's words, I couldn't help but feel a warm heart, but drinking with these old fritters, unless you are not drunk with a thousand glasses, otherwise, you have to drink underground.

Just as I was about to stop Campbell and tell him that I was fine, Campbell had already opened two bottles of beer, put them in his mouth at the same time, and drank them with a clatter.

I looked at it like a sewer, and I poured two bottles of beer into my stomach in an instant, and I smacked my mouth with great enjoyment, and I knew that my worries were unnecessary.

Sure enough, a few unbelievers challenged Jinbao, and after a while, their tongues were curled.

Soon, no one dared to come to our brothers' bad luck anymore, and I couldn't help but give a thumbs up when I looked at Jinbao with a cold attitude on his face.

"Okay, brother, you're so awesome, give me the wine today, buddy remember, brother, righteousness!"

As soon as I said this, Jinbao was still a little embarrassed, and said that it should be, a brother sleeping under the eaves must help.

I was about to talk to Jinbao a few more words, when I suddenly heard Zhang Youcai, who had drunk too much, and kept muttering, "Fatty, fat, why did you leave so suddenly."

At the same time, an idea came to mind, the last time I saw the fat man in the haunted house, could it be that there was a file hidden?