Thinking of this, Wang Houchuan trembled, and through the faint light shining in from the window, he boldly turned over and looked at it.

The lower shelf bed was empty, there was nothing.

"Whew, did I hear me wrong?"

Wang Houchuan exhaled heavily, and was so frightened that he was covered in a cold sweat and almost collapsed.

Still not at ease, he pricked up his ears, waited calmly for about ten minutes, and got off the bed, but there was no movement.

Perhaps, I really misheard!

Wang Houchuan relieved his heart at this time, and the fatigue hit again, he wanted to continue to have a sweet dream to appease his flustered heart.

"Back to back, we slept together......"

Half-asleep and half-awake, Wang Houchuan faintly felt that there was a melodious voice that didn't know where it came from.

"You still owe me four thousand dollars, you still owe me four thousand dollars, you killed me, and you didn't give me money, you come down to accompany me, come down to accompany me......"

The sound seems to be far and near, and it can't be heard really, but it is like in Wang Houchuan's ears.

"Back to back, we slept together......"

The sound was continuous, Wang Houchuan was still awakened, and this time, he didn't dare to suspect that he had heard it wrong.

The voice was familiar, coming from the lower shelf bed, and it was the accent of Wang Jiang, who had died.

After waking up, Wang Houchuan trembled, but he didn't dare to turn over and look at it again.

He'd heard a lot of back-to-back stories.

Each one of them is incomparably infiltrating.

He knew that Wang Jiang had come to collect debts from him.

In addition to the accident that caused Wang Jiang to work overtime because he owed money, there was also the money he jokingly bragged about.

Only then did Wang Houchuan believe that the legend told by the workers was true.

Wang Houchuan didn't dare to penetrate the atmosphere, but the voice disappeared again.

But this time, he didn't have the courage to go to the bottom for a long time.

There is no sleepiness anymore, Wang Houchuan wants to stay up until dawn, but he won't go to work tomorrow and make up for sleep during the day.

However, after a few minutes, he couldn't help it.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Houchuan plucked up his courage again and looked down.

This time, he hoped, there was nothing.

poked his head out, and Wang Houchuan's eyes were greeted by a familiar face, his skin was pale without the slightest blood, and the flesh and blood were blurred in many places, looking at him with compassion, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Jiang is already dead, this is not a trick, what is it, especially the fear of death and resentment in that body, which made Wang Houchuan's heart feel like a heavy blow, and he was almost frightened to close his breath.

"Weird ......"

Wang Houchuan, who was distraught, retracted his head and screamed in horror.

This time, everyone in the room was awakened.

"Houchuan, what kind of neurosis do you have, and you still don't let people sleep?"

A worker cursed angrily and turned on the light in the room.

"There's a trick, Lao Jiang came back to look for me, and he came to me to ask for money."

Wang Houchuan trembled, his eyes were as big as a dead fish, and he pointed in the direction of the lower bed.

Everyone looked at the empty lower shelf bed, and felt that the anger in their hearts was even greater.

"Trick your uncle, you take care of it yourself, where is the trick?"

Seeing that the expressions of the workers were the same, Wang Houchuan looked at it again, but found that there was any Wang Jiang's ghost.

"I, am I wrong? But I saw ......"

Wang Houchuan only felt that he was about to collapse.

A worker interrupted angrily: "You're fed, why don't we see it?" Do you have yin and yang eyes? ”

"I ......"

Wang Houchuan was speechless, and his heart was uncertain.

Could it be that it is because of worry and guilt in my heart that I will see it wrong?

"There's another possibility!"

The older co-worker spoke up again!

"What is possible?"

Someone asked.

The older worker stared at Wang Houchuan and said in a heavy tone: "The rest of us have never had a conflict with Lao Jiang before, and we have promised him the incense paper money, and we have also given it according to the amount." But Houchuan didn't believe in him. Today is the first seven days of Lao Jiang. I'm afraid, he's coming back to collect debts. ”

There was another sentence that the older worker did not say.

That is, Wang Jiang, to say it, died because of Wang Hou. There is already resentment in his heart, coupled with Wang Houchuan's untrustworthy words, when he comes back, he must be looking for him Wang Houchuan.

Everyone understood and said, "So, when Lao Jiang's soul comes back, only Houchuan can see it?"

The older worker nodded and did not speak.

Wang Houchuan's trembling was even more serious, and his eyes were filled with deep fear.

After the older worker said this, he no longer suspected that he had seen it wrong.

In this way, Wang Jiang's soul really came back, just a few minutes ago.

Wang Houchuan looked left and right, at a loss.

"Let's go out and find a hotel to sleep in for the night."

A young worker suggested in fear.

People who don't lie nodded in agreement: "Okay, I always feel unstable here."

"Don't." Wang Houchuan staggered down the twin beds, pleading, "Don't go."

"We can't stay with you to die, can we? You have killed Lao Jiang, Lao Jiang is looking for you, you can't still want to kill us, right? ”

Everyone was reluctant.

Most people have an average friendship with Wang Houchuan, not to mention that it involves life and death, and this friendship has little weight.

"I ......"

Wang Houchuan was desperate in his heart, but he had nothing to say.

"Forget it, let's not leave tonight, and." The older worker thought for a while and said, "Lao Jiang is a kind person, even if he dies and becomes a trick, he will not distinguish between right and wrong, and harm people at will." If he wants to harm us, we will not be able to escape wherever we go. ”

Wang Houchuan hurriedly answered: "Yes, yes, yes, let's not separate here, there is a lot of strength in numbers."

The workers ignored Wang Houchuan, and someone asked, "Then what should we do?" I don't even dare to sleep now. ”

The older worker picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, and said, "It's past five o'clock now, and it's about to dawn, so don't sleep."

As he spoke, seeing the frightened faces of all the workers, he couldn't help but comfort: "Don't think about it, I think, if Lao Jiang really comes back, it is Wang Houchuan who should be found."

He has a lot of prestige in this group, and as soon as he spoke out, the others no longer insisted on going out, and they picked up their mobile phones, or smoked, or chatted and played with their mobile phones, and no one dared to sleep anymore.

Only Wang Houchuan was even more scared.

He himself knew that if there was really a trick in the world, Wang Jiang would definitely come back to him.

The endless remorse in his heart almost broke him, but unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

The people in the room just kept their eyes open and held back their sleepiness until dawn.

But they are all from poor families. Even if you don't sleep well at night, you have to get up and go to work, and you can't bear the day's wages.

Wang Houchuan, who originally planned to make up for sleep, saw this, so he could only plan to follow.

It is said that soul monsters can only appear at night, but these are just legends, and whether this is the case remains to be verified.

Wang Houchuan didn't dare to test the truth with his own life.

Before leaving, Wang Houchuan looked at the lower frame bed, his eyes scanned, and finally stopped on the wooden board where he had put the bed on it.

There were two places on the plank, which were pitch black, as if they had been burned by fire.

PS: I have a splitting headache, I have a cold, I took a hot bath, I took medicine, the effect is not great, but I am reluctant to sleep, I don't update, I always feel that something is not done well, so I have a headache and write it out, I, it is worth complimenting, right? Haha, gotta sleep,,,