"Hell!"

A scream rang out in Baita Park, and the old god ran out of the public toilet in rags.

When the old god stick ran to the road, he found that Fang Zheng had appeared here at some point, standing at the gate of the non-staple food processing factory next door to the park, looking into the factory.

"Little brother, help, there's a ghost in the public toilet over there!

The old god stick suddenly saw the heavenly soldiers coming, and hurriedly ran to Fang Zheng's side for help.

Fang Zheng looked at the old god stick speechlessly: "Don't you always show off and grab jobs with country monks and country goddesses, you are too cowardly, old god stick." ”

The old god stick was so excited that he spat and flew stars: "Can you try, when I went to the toilet, I looked down and saw a pale and pale grimace looking at you from the bottom up." ”

"Lao Dao, my innocence all my life, little brother, you have to compensate Lao Dao for my mental loss. ”

The more the old god stick spoke, the more sad he became, and he beat his chest there.

Founder: "......"

"It's not me who peeped at you, you want to pay for mental damage, you go to that voyeur demon. ”

The old god had a painful expression on his face: "Let's not talk about the voyeur demon, Lao Dao, I was so scared that my hands shook just now, and I lost the only mobile phone in the public toilet, that is Lao Dao, I spent 200 yuan to buy a dual-SIM dual-standby mobile phone, which is worth 200 yuan, or do you accompany Lao Dao to pick it up for me?"

Fang Zheng: "You threw your mobile phone there first, and no one will pick it up at night, did you notice just now that something is wrong with this non-staple food processing factory?"

At this point, Fang Fang's face froze.

"Little brother, did you also hear the sound of those anklets that seem to be a lot of people?"

Next, the old god stick immediately said the movement he had heard earlier, as well as the conjecture of two voices.

and the building from which the sound source came from.

When he finished speaking, the old god stick seemed to think of something, and looked at Fang Zheng with puzzled eyes: "Little brother, aren't you waiting for me at the entrance of the industrial park, how did you find it here?"

Fang Zheng pointed to the night above his head: "It's not because you're too tired and haven't seen you come back, so I came to look for you." ”

"After all, if something happens to you, I, the boss, have to support employees for a lifetime. ”

After hearing this, the old god stick looked moved, and was about to say something emotional, but Fang Zheng had already ignored the old god stick, and continued to turn his head to look at the non-staple food processing factory in front of him: "Let's go first to solve the problem here, and then solve your ghost." ”

In fact, Fangzheng's true inner thoughts are that you are just a pervert who is not taboo in meat and vegetables, and there may be more than one ghost in this factory.

The best of both worlds.

In order to avoid disturbing the ghosts in this factory in advance, you can only wronged your pervert first and continue to smoke in the public toilet for a while.

"Little brother, you are a righteous person. The old god suddenly spoke with a serious face.

"You must be trying to save the workers inside, right, it's okay, I still have this little bit of consciousness in the old way, sacrificing the small self to achieve the big self... Little brother, after my domestic second-hand mobile phone was short-circuited by blisters, I don't know if I can reimburse the new mobile phone?"

Suppose there is no second half of the sentence......

......

At this point, it was midnight.

The workers in the factory have long since rested, and it is quiet.

Fang Zheng and the old god stick went directly over the wall, but when they climbed over the wall and entered the factory, the sound of many anklets they heard before disappeared.

After listening carefully for a second or two, the sound was indeed gone.

Fang Zheng hesitated for a moment, and then the two entered the building that made a strange noise.

This is a lodging building, there is no iron door on the first floor, and it is faced by a long dark staircase, and when there is a sound of footsteps, the voice-activated lights automatically turn on.

However, the power of the voice-activated light is very small, and it can only play a barely illuminating effect.

The two of them entered the lodging building with ease, and were not noticed by the others, as if the people here were sleeping very deeply and could not be disturbed by the outside world. For a while, in addition to the slight footsteps in the stairwell, there was only the voice of Fang Zheng and the old god stick: "Old god stick, you can hear the sound of many people's anklets, can you hear it coming from the floor?"

The old god stick thought back and said, "It seems to be coming from the second floor? No, it seems to be coming from the third floor?"

"If you think about it, it looks like it's coming from the first floor......"

Fang Zheng muttered: "Let's assume a possibility first, maybe these anklet sounds are from the first floor to the third floor, constantly circulating?"

The old god thought about it, it was really possible, and asked what Fang Zheng was going to do?

"We couldn't get into the staff dormitory, so we had to check the corridors and stairs on each floor to see if we could find any clues. ”

"By the way, what does the ghost thing you just encountered look like?" Fang Zheng asked about something.

The old god carefully recalled the human face between the two crotches: "The face is very pale, and it is painted with a very thick and bewitching blush, like a paper piercing a person." ”

Hearing the description of the old god stick, Fang Zheng was stunned.

Then his brow furrowed slightly.

He suddenly had a bad premonition, Gao Shuhua didn't appear, he just ran to the territory of the lineman and the grave keeper?

Otherwise, it can't be such a coincidence, there happened to be a paper man nearby.

Could it be that he has been exposed since the beginning?

However, compared to this matter, there is another thing that must be solved first: "Old god stick, have you noticed that we have walked in the stairs on the first floor for three minutes, and we have not yet reached the second floor?"

Hearing this, the old god stick was so frightened that the loose skin and flesh on the old man's face shook, and he hurriedly looked around nervously.

"Is this a ghost occlusion?"

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes looked at the stairs with a little coldness and said, "It seems that it is not only us who have encountered ghosts, but the people in this entire building have been blinded by ghosts." That's why we can only hear strange noises outside, and when we get close to this building, we don't hear anything. ”

"Look at me breaking the ghost wall here first. ”

As soon as the words fell, Fang Zheng had already untied the guitar backpack he had been carrying on his back, and suddenly, the knife box appeared, and the red mangs on the cinnabar ink line were flourishing.

Bang!

The knife box stomped on the ground, and at the point where the knife box was in contact with the ground, red rays of red light tore the earth like lava cracks, spreading out rapidly in all directions.

"Break it for me!"

Rumble!

The air shook suddenly, and a scorching wave of air shook, which was the pure yang aura on the cinnabar ink line to ward off evil spirits.

In an instant, the surrounding environment was broken like a mirror... Click, click, crack inch by inch, and finally explode into a cloud of light particles and disappear, only then finally reveal the original appearance of the accommodation building.

The old color, the peeling wall paint, the smell of mechanical oil in the air... And, Fang Zheng and the old god stick have been wandering on the first steps of the first floor.

It was at this moment that the boom... Bang Dang......

The sound of many people's anklets appeared again, and it came from the third floor!

Founder rushed directly to the third floor!

Where did the old god stick dare to stay alone, he hurriedly followed, and shouted in a low voice: "Little brother, wait for me......"