Sixty-seven, a real nightmare
It wasn't until I got off work that the thick pile of contracts was actually used up.
The workload of this day is more than ten times the total workload of all the workloads since Zhen Jingjing joined the company.
He sent another message to the butler asking him to supplement the contract, and then he didn't care about anything.
I'm so sleepy.
Zhen Jingjing had more and more problems in her mind, and because she was really sleepy, she fell asleep in a daze.
In her sleep, Zhen Jingjing felt that there was a flute sound in her ears all the time, the sound was very low, and the tune was also eerie, and she felt uncomfortable after listening to it.
I don't know where the voice came from, it seemed to be in my ears, and it felt far away.
Zhen Jingjing felt like she had entered a dark cave, and the cold feeling made her body tremble.
The cold air seemed to be about to penetrate through the pores, and a slight chill continued to drill into the skin and into the body.
Finally, the teeth chattered uncontrollably, and the upper and lower jaws kept tapping against the two rows of big teeth.
Immediately afterwards, Zhen Jingjing felt as if her neck was choked by something, and soon she felt that she couldn't breathe, and the feeling of suffocation exploded in her brain.
She felt like her face was filled with blood, and it felt like it was about to explode.
The uncomfortable sensation caused her to wake up from her sleep, and when she woke up, she found that she could not move at all.
Trying to control it didn't work at all.
It was dark inside the room, and it was estimated that it was night.
Zhen Jingjing was afraid to keep reciting the six-character mantra, hoping that this would have some effect.
At this time, the sound of the flute heard in the dream sounded again.
The voice was accompanied by a woman's strange laughter, which made Zhen Jingjing goosebumps all of a sudden, and a chill went down the big vertebrae from the waist bone to the back of the head.
Did you hit an evil spirit?
This is Zhen Jingjing's first thought, the current situation is as weird as it is, and it is no different from hitting ghosts.
I still can't move, and I feel like I've completely lost control.
A pair of cold hands pinched the neck again, this time more clearly than in the dream.
The sound of the flute became faster, and the hands became harder and harder.
Zhen Jingjing felt that her lungs were getting more and more swollen, and the blood on her face felt as if it was about to explode.
Consciousness was blurring, and his eyes were bulging.
Zhen Jingjing knew that if no one saved her at this time, she would die in a while.
Soon Zhen Jingjing's consciousness disappeared and she didn't know anything.
When I woke up again, there was a strange man beside me.
"Are you awake? How does it feel? ”
Zhen Jingjing hurriedly checked her clothes and the surrounding environment.
Fortunately, I didn't have a bad feeling, and I was in the pawn shop's room.
"Who are you?"
"Pawnshop employee."
The other party didn't seem to be willing to tell Zhen Jingjing's name, and even wore a mask on her face.
"What the hell is wrong with me? And what about the flute? ”
"It's fine if you're okay, I don't know anything else. This matter still needs to be investigated, anyway, be more careful. ”
The man turned and walked away, as if he had never appeared.
I didn't even make a sound when I walked, and I felt like a ghost.
Zhen Jingjing glanced at the time, it was almost time to go to work.
I didn't expect that I had slept for so long this time, from eight o'clock in the morning to nine o'clock in the evening, thirteen hours.
My stomach was also rumbling with hunger, and I quickly got up and went out to eat while the pawn shop had not yet changed the world.