He slapped himself hard in the heart, and after calming down, he found that his current situation was not optimistic.

The "eye" has buried nails beside him, and the painter in the dream wants to claim his life all the time. My father's friends seem to be being watched by them, and in this situation, how easy is it to find out what my father was tracking back then?

He thought of his father's chaotic appearance in those years, and his heart was full of gratitude.

If my father hadn't done that, his "eyes" might not have spared even his young self.

Father used his own death to continue his life. That nail may have been watching his father and his own words and actions even earlier, long before he was aware of it.

Wei Fang cleaned up his mood and walked into the rental house.

The cuckoo is folding the clothes to dry and putting them in the suitcase.

She pinched her nose and shouted, "Heh! You smoke secretly again, and the words of a manly husband don't count! ”

Wei Flail sneered and put the small half-pack of cheap cigarettes left in his trouser pocket on the table, and the cuckoo locked the cigarette drawer.

"Confiscation!"

This Nizi, since the last time I drank it, has become a lot bolder.

"I just smoked a little bit."

The cuckoo did not listen to his explanation, leaving him with a back full of reverie.

"Go out and reflect."

"Okay, I'll go out and smell the smoke."

He sniffed the smoke on his clothes, and it was indeed a bit pungent. No wonder the cuckoo knew he was smoking at once, and he took a piece of chewing gum and stuffed it into his mouth before leaving.

This time there was a bit of a mistake, the next time the smell of smoke is dispersed, and then chew a piece of gum, the cuckoo should not find out.

There have been a lot of worries recently, and if he doesn't smoke a few puffs slowly, he feels uncomfortable in his heart.

A blue overalls came to him, and Wei Fang greeted Meng Gaozhao.

"Brother Meng, aren't you going to work today?"

Wei Flails had a smile on his face.

This kind-hearted good person, Wei Flail has no bad feelings towards him.

Meng Gaozhao also replied kindly: "Oh, the funeral home has a routine break, and it just so happens that there is nothing to do, and after drinking some wine with my colleagues, I went home and lay down to rest." ”

Meng Gaozhao's body exuded the smell of wine, and the distance between Wei Flails and him was about five meters, and he had already been smoked by the sprinkling of air on his body. Meng Gaozhao's face was still red, and his eyes were not very real, which made people feel that he was afraid that he was drinking a lot of wine.

Wei Flail remembered the coughing of the old woman for several nights in a row, and the footsteps of seemingly different people, and the conversation that did not know whether it was real or illusory.

Brother Meng lives across the door from my house, if he hadn't slept to death at that time. And those voices came from reality, and he should be able to hear them.

He asked with anticipation, "Brother Meng, there is something I want to ask you." ”

"Ask, I'm a big rough person, I can't talk about asking for advice."

"Have you heard any strange sounds these nights? Around two or three o'clock in the morning, I heard some movement in my house. ”

If Brother Meng also heard those voices, it proved that what he saw and heard was not an illusion. The house he lives in, and even this old mansion is really haunted!

Meng Gaozhao's expression froze, and he asked rhetorically, "Did you hear it too?!" ”

Because of the guilt and indebtedness in my heart, plus I don't know if it's because I work in a funeral home. Every night he would lose sleep and get up four or five times.

Fortunately, he went to bed early every day, and he had enough sleep for eight hours. Therefore, when outsiders look at his face, they will not see dark circles under his eyes, or a tired face, which marks the physical characteristics of his insomnia.

"Brother Meng...... What do you mean......"

Wei Feng couldn't help but shrink his neck, these nights, that skin ghost and unknown other ghosts, could it be that they stayed in the same room with him for several nights in a row?

This house is uninhabitable, and God knows what terrible things will happen if you live here again?

Maybe the ending is the same as the Du Leng family in the strange story, all of them disappeared to another world.

However, the almost triple-digit deposits in his bank card did not allow him to move elsewhere.

The supermarket salary will not be available until at least the middle of next month, and he and Du Juan have moved to live elsewhere, and I am afraid that they will really have to drink the northwest wind.

“…… Are there any ghosts in this building? ”

Wei Fang asked this sentence in a trembling voice.

"Probably not, I've lived here for years, and I've never encountered anything like this."

Since he is not the only one who hears it, it means that it is not a ghost who owes something to him, and he returns to his soul after many years to ask for his life.

Meng Gaozhao teased: "Our manly husband stands up to the sky, where are we afraid of this kind of cow, ghost, snake and god?" I don't think there's a ghost in the building, it's that some people are doing it. ”

Wei Flai's tone carried a fluke and relief that he hadn't discovered, as long as he wasn't an ethereal ghost, he could jump a few times. Verified by Meng Gaozhao, his idea has changed to find out the bastard who pretends to be a ghost.

"Brother Wei, don't blame the big brother for being too talkative." Meng Gaozhao observed Wei Fang's expression so that he could decide whether he would say it or not.

"Brother Meng, you say it, I'll listen."

Wei Fang's mind was full of arrests, and he didn't pay attention to the conversation with Meng Gaozhao.

"You young people, you are angry, I can understand, just pay attention to a little movement."

Wei Fang's face turned red when he heard Meng Gaozhao's words, and he could unceremoniously reply to the others, scolding him for being nosy. Single dog, envious and jealous that he has a girlfriend, and Meng Gaozhao has given him a lot of help, he can't say this.

I could only blush: "I will pay attention in the future, thank you Brother Meng for reminding me." ”

"If you don't blame me for talking too much." Meng Gaozhao sighed, and then said, "I think, will it be your ...... these few nights?"

He didn't say it all, but it was enough for people to understand.

“…… That's why people hate you, so they come up with this trick to warn you. Have you ever had a vendetta lately? ”

"No, how is that possible?" Wei Flail denied it again and again, but a round-faced man wearing thick-soled myopic glasses came to mind.

Could it be him?

Meng Gaozhao didn't interrupt Wei Flai's thoughts, he looked at Wei Flails quietly. On Wei Fang's face, he seemed to already know the answer.

He patted Wei Flai's shoulder and said to him: "Brother Wei Flai, you can ask me for help if you have something, listen to the advice of the eldest brother, don't do stupid things, not to mention that you are at fault first." ”

"I know, thank you, Brother Meng."

He said to Meng Gaozhao's departing back: "Brother Meng, goodbye!" ”

There were less than two days left before the agreed meeting with the mask man, and that day happened to be the monthly holiday of the shopping mall, and he and Du Juan's original plan was to rest at home.

He could go shopping for food and secretly meet up with his father's former friends.

The cuckoo is simple and innocent, introverted, although he will lose his temper with himself, but when he encounters such a thing as "eyes", he will definitely scare the six gods and no master, and he will be in a panic all day.

The best thing to do now is to hide it from her.

It's best to find out the truth that her father tracked down back then without being noticed by her.

If his father's death is related to the "eye" organization, he wants to avenge his father. He did not allow his beloved father to die in vain.

Before he knew it, he clenched his fists and his teeth creaked.

I wonder if the coughing sound he heard in the middle of the night was the man with a round face who was wearing a high degree of myopia. Asking him straightforwardly is currently the easiest way to do so.

So, he walked next door to his rental house and knocked on the man's room.

Knock knock! Knock Knock......

The knock on the door kept ringing, and Long Shancheng put down the pillow that blocked his ears.

His ancestors did not let people sleep at night, and they did not let people sleep during the day!

forced Lao Tzu to be anxious, stabbed someone to death with a knife, and then turned himself in to the police station. Before dying, he took a person's life, and there were people below who put their bodies at the bottom.

Although he was ruthless in his heart, he had already decided to roll up the money and run to the southern country. So this bit of friction between neighbors, no matter how uncomfortable he is, he will swallow it at this time, and eat this dumb loss.

Yongsancheng wore slippers and short-sighted glasses on the bedside table.

Looking in the mirror to tidy up his face, the man in the mirror has a wooden look, a typical nerd look.

He was very happy with his description, and this appearance could fool everyone.

When the door opened, he saw a man with an ordinary face, standing in front of his house, wearing a pair of black plastic slippers that would drop the price when he looked at it.

After seeing Wei Fang, Long Shancheng's face darkened, and he directly pulled the door and closed the door heavily.

Wei Flails touched his nose with ash, and he accumulated a stomach full of swearing, like a fist hitting cotton, which had no effect on Long Shancheng at all. And he was depressed because he lost the way to vent.

When he was uncomfortable, he wouldn't make others feel better, so he persevered and knocked on the door with a sense of rhythm.

Sometimes it's a birthday song, a Merry Christmas song in it, and a tune to a pop song in it. But because he is not a professional singer, he knows nine out of ten about music - he doesn't know anything.

The rhythm of his knocking on the door was like a magic sound to Long Shancheng.

He couldn't stop this ugly and harsh sound even if he put on his headphones, and the sound of him throwing his painting tools to the ground with his eyes closed was a hundred times better than this ghostly sound!

People's tempers have a bottom line, and Wei Flails is challenging the lower limit of Longshan Cheng again and again.

"Knock you MB, can you knock again?!"

In the eyes of Long Shancheng who was about to eat people, Wei Fang actually took a step back.

For a moment, he felt like he was facing a terrifying monster.

"I didn't rest well at night, I was catching up on sleep during the day, what do you have to say."

Long Shancheng said impatiently, but the terrifying momentum on his body suddenly dispersed.

If this man doesn't tell the reason, he will definitely die. It's not just a sharp knife that can kill, but a blunt knife that hurts to cut flesh. The reason why usurers are terrible is not that they are fierce, but that they are like maggots in a ditch, the bottom line is so low that they can't bear to look at it directly, and they can stir up the lives of others without any scruples.

Although he did not let go of usury, his method of taking out the wrong door was somewhat bypassing, and if he became serious, he was afraid that this person would not be able to stand the begging for mercy.

The fierce light in his eyes was well contained by him.