Chapter 107: The Old Man on Duty

Chirping! Chirping! Chirping!

If you have a business trip, squeak!

Zhang Liang squeaked three times in a row.

Zhang Xiaoqian took out the black dog blood spray in her pocket and sprayed it at Zhang Liang, who dodged away.

"What the hell!!"

Zhang Xiaoqian threw the spray, turned around and ran away.

Ran into the duty room and slammed the door.

Twist a reverse lock.

Zhang Xiaoqian didn't like it enough, so she trembled and found the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and added another anti-lock.

She still didn't like it enough.

Hang the chain that connects the door of the duty room to the door frame.

She still doesn't like the three protections enough.

Run to the chair, ready to bring the chair to the door.

Holding the chair, the moment she looked up, Zhang Xiaoqian saw an old man wearing a blue shirt, black pants, leather shoes, and a bunch of keys hanging from his waist, hanging on an electric fan.

There is a rope on the electric fan.

The old man was hanging from his neck in a rope basket.

The old man's feet were in the air, and there was a chair under his feet, which was exactly the same as the chair in Zhang Xiaoqian's hand.

Zhang Xiaoqian glanced at the old man, and the old man also glanced at Zhang Xiaoqian.

If you confirm the look, that's the right person.

Everyone is on duty!

The old man pulled the rope with both hands and pulled his neck out of the rope basket.

The old man fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and panting evenly, "Girl, are you the new officer on duty?" ”

Zhang Xiaoqian stiffened her chair and didn't move.

The old man looked left and right a few times, "Girl, what's going on in a panic?" ”

"Outside...... Outside...... There are ...... outside Ghosts! ”

Zhang Xiaoqian turned her head and glanced at the three anti-lock keys.

I vaguely felt like I was going to be scared to pee.

The old man spat to the side, "Tong Yan is unscrupulous." Then he booed in horror and cautiously explained: "Don't mention that word when you work here." ”

As he spoke, the old man remembered the terrifying thing that a colleague had encountered when he mentioned ghost words, and shivered again and again.

Zhang Xiaoqian was so afraid that her brain was no longer enough, so she instinctively asked: "Such as ...... What happens if that word is mentioned? ”

"Yes!"

The old man looked frightened, and slowed down for an estimated five or six seconds, "I will say that Cao Cao Cao will arrive." ”

Syllable!!

Zhang Liang knocked on the door.

The old man endured an indescribable horror and walked to the door of the duty room.

Zhang Xiaoqian's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and her steps moved to the side with difficulty.

The old man passed by her and turned a pale face.

His face was as white as a layer of white ash.

The old man held his breath in his mouth again, "The girl is calm, the guests who come here are all on the subway, there are ...... What's the ...... Just treat it like a normal passenger. Don't hide, don't be afraid, once you dodge, once you are afraid, no one will know what happens. ”

"There are also people who are afraid of three points, and those who are afraid of seven points, so they must be upright and do business."

With that, the old man exhaled, held his breath again, and opened the door tremblingly.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Liang saw that the old man who opened the door had a pale face, as if he had scraped the wall dust.

Zhang Liang shuddered.

The old man is old, and he has experienced the era of cholera in the world, although he hates the inner servant so much, but the fear of the inner servant is more deep-rooted than hatred.

When the old man saw Zhang Liang's line, he knelt on the ground with a puff, "Big ...... Your Excellency, Your ...... Are you waiting for someone? ”

Because the inner service is gorgeous, the inner servant who died in the inner service back then was the most fierce in the wave of ghosts in the subway.

The old man was about to collapse, how could this ignorant little girl attract such a horrible thing?

Zhang Liang reacted and stared at the trembling old man who was kneeling on the ground, "Well, it's waiting for someone!" ”

"That'...... That...... You come in and sit. ”

The old man stood up and glanced at his watch, and it was still a quarter of an hour before twelve o'clock.

That is, it will take another quarter of an hour for the subway to arrive.

The old man turned his eyes to look at Zhang Xiaoqian, "What are you still doing in a daze, and you don't want adults to sit down." ”

Zhang Xiaoqian glanced left and right, in a dilemma, and held a chair with trembling legs, "Big ...... Adults, please be seated. ”

Zhang Liang glanced at the old man up and down, and then at Zhang Xiaoqian, feeling quite strange.

I'm not in a hurry to give the old man a sword.

Zhang Liang walked to the chair and sat down, and the old man said, "I'll go next door and get some good tea, you wait." ”

After speaking, the old man went out respectfully, spread his feet and ran to the toilet a few meters away, hid in the toilet, closed the door of the cubicle, and sat on the ground softly, "scared...... I'm scared of the old man, the dead girl's trouble, let the dead girl suffer by herself......"

With a mutter, the old man covered his nose and mouth and slowed his breathing vigorously.

Zhang Haohao looked at Zhang Xiaoqian curiously, Zhang Xiaoqian's footsteps slowly moved out of the door, "Big ...... My lord, I have preserves, and I'll bring you some. ”

"You want to run?"

Zhang Liang heard Zhang Xiaoqian's emotions, Zhang Xiaoqian's feet were weak, she sat on the ground, shook her head and waved her hands, and said, "No...... No...... I really had preserves in the locker room. ”

"What do you have to do with that old man?"

Zhang Liang is full of curiosity about people and ghosts mixed together. Zhang Xiaoqian faintly felt scared out of her pee, "That's ...... That's the senior who took office on duty here, hanged! ”

As soon as Zhang Xiaoqian's voice fell, the old man who was shivering in the toilet suddenly remembered that he had hanged himself.

The painful memories of death rush to the heart.

The old man's pale face turned the color of dead blood, and his tongue hung around his neck. A deep crimson strangulation mark on his neck. It looks particularly creepy.

The old man's eyes widened, and his heart was fierce: "It's the breath of two living people, okay, one robbed the old man's job, and the other is the servant!" ”