Chapter 9: The Lost Finger
"Cut!" What was left to me was the disapproval of the young man, Xiao Wang had already pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window and walked into the house.
That's where I'm worried.
People who don't believe in evil generally have more yang fire, so it is difficult to bump into evil, even if they pass by yin and evil things, they won't feel too much, they can't see it, and naturally they won't be afraid.
But because he won't be afraid, he won't necessarily take my words too seriously, for fear that he will make some mistakes.
Fortunately, I asked his mobile phone to connect the video with me, and it can be seen from the video that Xiao Wang is indeed a little horsey, fortunately, I caught him in the omission, and reminded him seriously in the call that he must stick the charm to the window!
For the sake of money, Xiao Wang did not complain, but ......
"Put me on the vent of the range hood in the kitchen, too!" I'm commanding on the other end of the phone.
Xiao Wang: ", didn't you say that you only stick doors and windows?" Why should the vents be pasted too? β
I said, "Anyway, there are so many symbols, why are you saving them?" β
"......," he reluctantly climbed up and sealed the vents.
"One sheet for all water pipes."
"......" he worked hard.
"There are also vents in the toilets, which are sealed."
For the sake of money, he did.
"Toilet ......"
"! The toilet should also be sealed? "Xiao Wang's whole person is not good!
I smiled and said, "It's always good that there can't be a single one." β
Xiao Wang squatted down in displeasure and pasted a charm on the edge of the toilet pool.
Sticking to this extent, his displeasure has accumulated to a certain extent, and he complained while sticking it: "I only posted the doors and windows, why do I even have to post the water pipes and toilets!" I thought you asked me to come over and shoot some ghost stuff to go back and write a novel, but I didn't expect that since I entered this house, I have been sticking to the charms, sticking to the characters! I didn't get anything useful! β
I comforted him with a kind voice: "It's not too late to shoot again after posting." This is a haunted house after all, let's put more dots, and after the safety measures are taken, we can shoot anything, don't you say? β
Xiao Wang snorted and smiled contemptuously: "What kind of supernatural novels do you write when you are afraid of ghosts?" According to me, you have posted so many talismans, even if there are really ghosts in this house, he will not dare to come out. If he doesn't come out, you can't see the real ghost, and if you can't see the real ghost, how can you write a good story? β
I smiled: "There is a picture at the beginning, and the rest is all up to the editor." β
"Cut!"
After about half an hour of busyness, Xiao Wang finally pasted all the entrances and exits, and checked them carefully, and I confirmed that there were no omissions.
"Great writer, the talisman is posted, and you have checked it too. What now? Where do you plan to start with your expedition? Do you think that place is more prone to ghosts? Xiao Wang mischievously turned around at the other end and asked me where I wanted to visit: "Toilet?" The master bedroom? Side? Kitchen? Or ......" he pointed at the main entrance and asked mischievously, "Or do you want me to open the door from here and walk back?" β
I said, "Master bedroom, you strip naked and lie down on the bed." β
"Strip naked!!" Xiao Wang's eyes widened, and he covered his chest in a panic, "Great writer, should you be, should you have any habits, right?" Hey, my mom is still watching! YouβDon't overdo it! β
Yes, Aunt Wang was too worried about her son, so after Xiao Wang climbed over, she kept staring at my phone, but I was afraid that she would be in trouble, so I fainted her, carried her back to the living room, and went to the balcony to listen to the movement next door.
But I can't tell Xiao Wang about stuning Aunt Wang.
So I quietly said to Xiao Wang: "Auntie is not here. β
"Where's my mom?"
"In the room."
Xiao Wang couldn't see his own mother by his side from the video, so he relaxed.
I saw that he was relaxed, and then I said, "I just want you to lie down for a while, and after this last thing, you can come back." β
"Is this the last thing?" Xiao Wang asked in surprise.
"Hmm." I nodded.
Xiao Wang frowned and asked, "Generally speaking, this 'last thing' is of great significance, why do you want me to strip naked and sleep on someone's bed?" β
I patiently explained, "It's not about 'sleeping', it's about 'lying down' for five minutes." β
"Why do you want me to do that? YouβYou don't have any strange plans, do you? Youβdon't think that 10,000 yuan can sell me out! Although Xiao Wang said this, his body moved towards the master bedroom very honestly.
So I don't have to explain: "You'll know why after you lie down for five minutes, don't worry, I won't leave any indecent photos and videos." β
"Really?"
"What's the point of me doing that?" As soon as the words fell, I saw something seem to flash behind Xiao Wang.
Xiao Wang also sensed it and glanced back.
That place is the kitchen.
"Anything?" Xiao Wang asked cautiously, and had already turned around, as if he was planning to go to the kitchen to find out.
I glanced up at the bell on the balcony next door, the breeze blowing, and the slender rope dangled with the bell, but it still didn't move.
"You don't have to go to the kitchen, there's no need." I say.
Xiao Wang was a little dissatisfied: "Hey, hey, hey!" Great writer, don't do this! What am I here for? Isn't it just to find you materials and inspiration? Now that I finally suspect that something 'ghost' has appeared, why don't you go over and take a look, do you still need to write this novel? β
"No, 'it' wasn't what I was looking for."
Xiao Wang's face changed for a moment, then he sneered, pointed to his mobile phone and said, "I really deserve to be a great writer who writes supernatural novels, what you just said really scared me!" β
I smiled modestly.
Xiao Wang listened to me and continued to walk towards the bedroom.
Chop chop!
Xiao Wang froze and stopped!
"W-What a sound!" He asked, horrified, and wanted to turn his head back to look.
"Don't look back." I stopped him and said softly, "Trust me, there's nothing behind you." β
"But the voice ......"
"Maybe it's the people in the other room chopping vegetables? After all, the soundproofing of your building is really poor. I said sincerely.
"Oh." He continued to walk towards the bedroom, but he could see that he was already suspicious, and his steps had become much heavier, and although he was walking, he was deliberately slowing down, as if he wanted to look back at what was in the kitchen.
In the kitchen, there was nothing.
It's just a half-finger of a kitchen knife on the chopping board.
But after chopping for a long time, I didn't see the fingers of the chopping knife, I guess it was chopping nails - a boring trick.
Although it is boring, as Xiao Wang gets closer to the master bedroom, the more frequent and urgent the kitchen knife chops the cutting board!
"Is this really someone else chopping vegetables? Why does it sound so clear to me, as if it ...... Seems like it came out behind my back? Xiao Wang asked, sounding a little timid.
Chinese people always complain that domestic horror films are all supported by sound effects, and now it seems that sound effects are more terrifying than ghosts.
I smiled and reassured, "There's nothing behind you." β
"Really...... It's true? β
"If there really is a ghost, do you think I can still talk to you so calmly?" I said with a smile.
"That's right." He relaxed.
At the same time, he also walked to the door of the master bedroom.
But I think he must still be a little scared, or he would have looked back.
He took a deep breath and reached for the doorknob, and the moment his hand rested on the doorknobβ
"Bang dang!"
The kitchen knife on the chopping board has fallen!
Want to make trouble again?
I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
"W-What's wrong!" Xiao Wang asked nervously!
I glanced at the video and saw that half of the fingers gave up the kitchen knife and flew towards Xiao Wang, and it was almost there.
I estimated the time and felt that there was enough time, so I said to Xiao Wang, "It's nothing, raise your hand." β
He raised his hand: "What for?" β
"Can you flatten your palms?"
He straightened his fingers.
"I'll count one, two, three, and you'll turn 180 degrees to see what's behind you."
"Okay."
"Three!"
"! Are you also counted as one, two, three? He screamed angrily, but still turned 180 degrees, and when his palm "snapped" and slapped something, he froze, and the world suddenly became extraordinarily quiet......