I had stood far away and looked at the pit, and it seemed to be filled, but I didn't have the courage to go over and make sure, let alone dig it up.

Later, I told Lao Qi about this matter, and Lao Qi smiled very embarrassedly, saying that he asked Xiao Luo to fill in, and Xiao Luo did not do it right, and he was full of discomfort when he thought about it.

Although I was surprised by this, I accepted Lao Qi's answer without thinking too much. In my heart, I hope this is the end.

After more than ten days, the farmhouse was finally renovated, everyone seemed very happy, and nothing strange happened in the following time, and I gradually forgot about it, and my heart was full of excitement about the upcoming opening.

When Lao Qi and the others packed up their things and left, I originally planned to have a dinner together, but they refused.

It doesn't matter if you eat, but for the decoration/finishing work in the back, Lao Qi wants me to continue to hand it over to them, and I have no opinion on this.

Because some materials need time to carry out the next process, I made an appointment with Lao Qi and them to start work in half a month, and I began to be busy with procurement.

Just a few days before I was about to start work again, I met an acquaintance, it was Wang Hai who left after falling out with Xiao Luo.

Although I understand Wang Hai's behavior, I still have some resentment in my heart, if it weren't for him, the repair of the house could have been at least three or four days in advance.

It's just that the situation at that time was so strange that I had to greet Wang Hai curiously.

Wang Hai, who once said that he wanted to break out of the world on the coast, was ready to leave with a large bag.

I stepped forward to say hello and asked Wang Hai why he left, but I didn't expect that Wang Hai told me that not long after leaving my farmhouse, Lao Qi and Xiao Luo disappeared one by one.

And the hut they rented together always had a lot of mud footprints at night.

Wang Hai felt that he would definitely go crazy if he stayed any longer.

I almost couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly told Wang Hai about Lao Qi and they had been working at my place, at that time Wang Hai's expression was very strange, as if he had something to say to me, but he hesitated for a long time, and just wanted to go to my phone.

In my opinion, Wang Hai must have been frightened into a nervous breakdown by these coincidences, but I didn't expect that about two hours later, Wang Hai called me.

He said that he had already left the seashore and had finally mustered up a little courage on the crowded train.

After Lao Qi, Xiao Luo and others disappeared, he called the police, and after the police investigation, Lao Qi and others have been included in the missing population, although it was not explicitly said that Lao Qi and they died, but Wang Hai felt that this was not a good result.

Finally, Wang Hai ended our conversation with four words.

Shape up or ship out.

The phone had been hung up for a long time, and I still maintained the posture of answering the phone until I was bumped by a passer-by, and I didn't come to my senses.

For the next few days, I was in a state of disarray, until I got another call.

This time the call was from Lao Qi, and I hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to answer until the phone rang for the third time.

Lao Qi's loud voice still came out of the microphone, asking about the start of construction tomorrow, I found a few reasons to put the matter on hold for the time being, but Lao Qi didn't care.

I really wanted to ask Wang Hai about it on the phone, but I couldn't muster up the courage.

In the days that followed, Lao Qi called me every day or two to inquire, and I found all kinds of reasons to perfunctory.

Just as I was about to go to the police station to determine Lao Qi's situation, Wang Hai called again.

On the phone, Wang Hai laughed as soon as he opened his mouth, telling me that he had arrived at Binhai and was with Lao Qi and them, and the reason why he told me last time was just a joke, but I didn't expect that I was so scared that I didn't dare to start work.

He apologized and said that he would decorate with Lao Qi and them again.

I used the excuse that I was out of town and pushed the time back to three days later, and now that a day has passed, I don't really know what to do, I don't feel like a prank. ’

This is the end of the post, and below is a dense message.

The landlord has a good IQ and knows that it is not a prank. ’

It is estimated that Wang Hai was also killed, and the landlord should be careful. ’

It shouldn't be a prank, the workers work to make money, how can they be in the mood to make such a joke, isn't this delaying themselves to make money? ’

......

After all, the post has been posted for a long time, and I don't know where it sinks for a long time, and what really makes it popular again is that the landlord replied to a post at the end.

'Haha, I'm joking with you, Lao Qi, Xiao Luo, Wang Hai have already entered, and the farmhouse is estimated to meet you soon. ’

As soon as the post came out, it immediately stirred up countless waves.

'Damn, don't play like that. ’

'Could it be that the landlord has also been tricked?' ’

What's the situation, this is the story of the editor-in-chief Lou. ’

......

In addition to the pointless watering, there are several interesting pieces of information.

I checked, this is the first time the landlord has entered the post bar after posting, and there is no IP record. ’

A year ago, there were a total of 7 farmhouses, of which there is only one with a grove behind, called Honghuotian Farmhouse, I asked the local villagers, and they all said that a year ago there was a period of prosperity, but then I don't know why there was no movement.

I went to see it, and the house was rotten, but please forgive me for being too timid to go to the woods behind to confirm. ’

'The address was sent, and we organized a group to exhume the body. ’

"Upstairs is stable, maybe it's a feng shui treasure, just enough to bury you." ’

'Address: ******, I sent the place, but I advise everyone not to go. ’

......

Flipping through to the end, and finding nothing more, Ling Tian's fingers tapped on the tabletop, falling into thought.

The incoherent rhetoric of the people in the post should be killed, yes, then it is an evil spirit, and this wave can be done.

It's just that......

His fingers stopped, and he sighed helplessly.

The system has not released new tasks, and naturally he will not be rewarded, and his strength is not much different from that of an ordinary person, the only difference is boldness.

However, perhaps because of the existence of the Jar of the Gods, those ghosts would not specifically target him.

And for him, the most depressing thing is only one point.

The Jar of the Gods protects him from the Ghosts, but there is one condition that must be met in order to use the Jar of the Gods to inhale the Ghosts.

That is, there are ordinary people with him, which should be the limit of the system.

After all, it's a horror tourism system.

Although I haven't found anything to do with tourism.

With a sigh, Ling Tian had to board a forum.

Hiking Park is the largest outdoor tourism forum in Yining City, many people are looking for tourist locations or local delicacies on it, Ling Tian since he accidentally discovered the restrictions of the Jar of the Gods, he joined the forum, and registered his tour guide qualification with the tour guide card he had done when he was in Binhai.

It's just that he didn't expect to use this trick so soon.

There's no way, what happened a year ago, people who want to explore are probably gone long ago, and those who are not familiar with life can't find the right person.

After reading the content of the post in detail a few times, Ling Tian used the forum function to make the first recruitment post.

'Senior Adventure Guide Recruitment: Be brave enough and you're here!' ’

'The mysterious farmhouse, buried in what unknown past, inconsistent words, which sentence can take you out of hell, 24 at 11 o'clock in the evening, explore: red fire day farmhouse. ’

Copying the post, Ling Tian waited quietly.