Chapter 64: Hell

Is this the sound of a mouse? I immediately sat up and hurried to the door, vaguely hearing the voice of Boss Bi reprimanding the mouse.

When I opened the door and looked out, I immediately called a mouse.

The rat turned his head and stumbled towards me.

"What's wrong with you?" Looking at the rat's panicked appearance, I had a bad premonition in my heart, and my eyes immediately looked at the backpack behind the mouse, which was still there, but it was much more deflated.

"You're not going to be robbed, are you?" I looked outside, it was pitch black, Qingru's location was already a bit remote, maybe the mouse was robbed on the way back.

The mouse shook his head again and again, and kept panting, so I could only invite him into the room first, let him sit down and rest for a while, and then speak slowly.

"Ninth Master, ghost, I hit a ghost!" The mouse didn't sit down, just stood like that, grabbed my hand and said to me in a panic.

"What? Ghost? I was stunned for a moment, and then sniffed the smell of the rat vigorously.

There was a very strong smell of alcohol on his body, presumably the rat's thing estimated a good price, so after a few more glasses of happiness, he began to talk nonsense.

"You're drunk, I'll help you back to your room to rest." I said I'm going to help the mouse back to my room.

As soon as the mouse saw my reaction, he immediately became serious: "Ninth Master, I really hit a ghost!" ”

"What the hell, you've been in so many tombs, have you ever seen a ghost?" After I finished speaking, I raised my hand and patted him on the head: "However, you are really a rotten drunkard now, go back to sleep, and don't make trouble here." ”

"Hey, can you listen to me?" When the mouse saw that I didn't believe him at all, he immediately became anxious.

I yawned, I was woken up by him in the middle of the night and didn't get angry with him in a hurry, he was still in a hurry?

The mouse put down the bag on his back first, calmed down for a moment, and decided to tell me what had happened.

He went out tonight, appraised the three things, and sold one of them, and paid a deposit, and he was very happy, and put the drum that he liked in the middle, and went to drink a little himself.

"What do you call a little wine?" The rat is very drunk, and without a case of beer, it is impossible to have this effect.

Moreover, he couldn't see that he was walking a little fluttering now, and his body was still swaying slightly, at least about seven points of drunkenness.

"Oh, Ninth Master, don't interrupt me!" The rat is really in a hurry.

I sighed, ignored him, pulled up a chair and sat down, thinking that I wouldn't be able to sleep now that I was woken up by him, so I would listen to it.

When the mouse saw me sit down, he came over again.

He said that after drinking, he came back from Xicheng Old Street, and after stopping a taxi, he reported the address of Qingru, but the driver listened to it, but he said that he would not send anything, saying that our district has not been peaceful recently.

At this time, the mouse believed that what I said before was really not to scare him.

The mouse estimated that the result of stopping someone else's car was the same, so he asked the driver to take him to the neighborhood, and he got out of the car and walked a little more.

The driver was very hesitant, but the mouse gave him 300 yuan very arrogantly, and finally the other party reluctantly agreed to send the mouse back.

It was still far away from Qingru, and the driver left the mouse behind.

In the early hours of the morning, there were no buses, and there were no other taxis around, so the mouse could only walk back on two legs, and only after walking two bus stops, he heard a strange voice, as if someone was shouting for help.

As soon as the mouse heard someone shouting for help, he hurried to run.

"You're still not human, you actually ran when you heard someone shouting for help?" I frowned and looked at the mouse, speechless.

The mouse pursed his lips when he heard this: "That, that, it's not because my physique definitely can't save him, it's better to die than two people, it's better to die one, do things according to your ability, Ninth Master, are you right?" ”

"You talk in a way, I can't talk about you, and then, you just run back?" I asked the mouse.

The mouse shook his head, saying that he heard someone shouting for help and ran with his feet up, and ran for about ten meters, and found that the cry was getting closer and closer, as if it was in front of him.

He walked for another five or six minutes in fear, and finally saw a tall man holding something in his hand.

The mouse thought that the man was calling for help, so he called the other party, but the other party turned around, his mouth was full of blood, and he was holding a man in his arms, and his arms were bitten and only the skeleton remained.

"Did you report the crime?" I think this case will definitely be exactly the same as the previous one.

The mouse shook his head again and again: "What kind of case do you report, you asked me to tell those policemen, is it the one who killed the ghost?" ”

"No, what does this have to do with ghosts?" I really don't understand the logical thinking of rats.

"It doesn't matter, do you know who the cannibal is?" The mouse's little eyes widened desperately, looking at me.

His expression is quite a bit of a horror movie.

"Don't sell it." My appetite has been completely hung up by him, and he is still talking slowly.

"It's Wu Gang!" The rat blurted out.

Wu Gang! How could it be Wu Gang, Wu Gang was already dead, and he still died in front of my eyes.

"Mouse, don't make fun of the dead." I looked at the rat with a sinking face.

The mouse also looked serious: "Ninth Master, don't say you don't believe it, I don't believe it either, Wu Gang's death, I also know what happened, but his body is missing in the hospital morgue, do you remember." ”

"Of course I do, but when he was taken to the morgue, he was dead." I'm pretty sure of that.

And, I was sad for Wu Gang's death for a long time.

"So! How could a dead man come out and commit murder? It must have become a ghost, and besides, it's still an evil ghost! When the mouse said this, he couldn't help but shudder.

I looked at the rat and thought for a long time: "You should be dazzled by the mistake." ”

"Ninth Master, I'm sure, there is absolutely no dazzle, don't look at my small eyes, but the spotlight, I must not be wrong." The rat is very sure.

"When you come back, it's already early in the morning, it's so dark, it's normal to see it wrong." I glanced out into the dimly lit hallway, still thinking it was impossible.

"Eh, it's dark, there are street lights, this is not a wilderness, Ninth Master, Wu Gang is a big bald head, and he has a very obvious scar on his face, I can see all of this clearly, that is, he is right." As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped the table hard.

Looking at his appearance, it shouldn't be wrong, but how could it be Wu Gang? Wu Gang has been dead for so long, how can he still appear for no reason?

"Ninth Master, you still don't believe it?" The rat looked at me with a sad face.

"I believe it, but, if the other party is really Wu Gang, am I really?" I frowned silently, and carefully recalled the story of Wu Gang's death.

When the mouse saw me, he immediately smiled and said hello, I stared at his backpack and asked him where he was going.

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