Xia Guo tightened his trouser belt and walked towards the Internet café, and when he reached the door of the Internet café, he stopped.

It seems that there is a child's cry, or the kind that cries very miserably.

Xia Guo couldn't help but turn around and look around, and then didn't look at anything, in the middle of the night, where did the child come from, comforting himself while shaking into the Internet café.

Then he stopped again, for he felt that the cry was in his ears, and someone was grabbing the corner of his coat.

Xia Guo looked down, he was indeed a child, still a little boy.

While crying, he grabbed the corner of Xia Guo's clothes and didn't let go.

Xia Guo looked around, he was at the door of the Internet café, the lights were bright, the Internet café was a glass door, the clerks were all looking at it, and the people on the side didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so this should be a person, not a ghost.

Since he was not a ghost child, Xia Guo was relieved, he bent down and picked up the little boy and spoke, "What about your mother, are you hungry, do you know where you are at home?" ”

The boy shook his head, pointed to the biscuits on the cabinet in the door of the Internet café, and began to cry again.

The clerk looked at Xia Guo and smiled kindly, accepted the money, and mentioned when he gave the biscuits to Xia Guo, "That kid is here every night, asking passers-by for something to eat, maybe he was abducted or lost, and when he was given food and wanted to send him to the police station, he always disappeared without paying attention." ”

Xia Guo nodded, he was also thinking about sending the child to the police station, anyway, he had nothing to do this night.

Walking out of the Internet café with biscuits, the child was gone.

Xia Guo couldn't help but be a little worried, could it be that the child heard the clerk's words and ran away?

He searched everywhere, but when he couldn't find it, he gave up and left the biscuits at the door of the Internet café, thinking that the child was hungry and had nothing to eat, and that he would be able to see it if he came back to him.

I went back to the Internet café and sat next to the fat man.

This tossed for a day and a night, Xia Guo is not as good as a fat man's spirit.

Not long after watching the movie, I tilted my head and fell asleep on the sofa in the Internet café.

When I woke up, I was woken up by a fat man.

"Come on, get up, we'll go to work today."

Xia Guo opened his eyes very unhappily, the sky was half bright, and the time under the computer was 9 o'clock in the morning.

I live far away from the company.

It's clear that it's late.

The word late made Xia Guo sober up directly, and dragged the fat man off the plane and ran out.

This, you're going to have to get paid for being late.

For small citizens like Xia Guo and Fatty, who don't have much salary and no oil and water to make money, those who are late will be deducted from the meal money!

Although it hurt, Xia Guo still took a taxi.

In the car, he made up for a little sleep, and then walked into the company with some energy.

Yesterday, Xia Guo went directly to the hospital, and the company calculated sick leave.

The live broadcast the day before yesterday was not filmed.

Almost all those accounts were counted on Xia Guo's head, and the boss didn't give Xia Guo a good look all day long, and made it clear that that night, Xia Guo had to go to the live broadcast with the live broadcast team to make up for the mistakes he made.

It's not just Xia Guo who has a black face this time.

The fat man was the first to disagree, he struggled all night last night without sleeping, and he followed the shooting at night, where can he stand it.

And the rest of the colleagues, there is a shadow on Xia Guo and the group, in case another door that shouldn't exist comes out and hits the ghost, what's the matter?

This can't be blamed on colleagues who are counting Xia Guotou.

The previous episodes of filming were all eerie and terrifying, but they were fine.

As soon as the summer passed, something unclean happened.

It shouldn't be a coincidence.

When everyone pointed to the boss, the boss answered the phone, and then his face changed, he looked at Xia Guo and said, "The live broadcast will not be filmed tonight, Xia Guo, you go to a place with me." ”

The one who changed his face this time was Xia Guo.

Of course, all colleagues, breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Guo followed his boss downstairs nervously and got into the boss's car.

Xia Guo's boss is surnamed Zheng.

In fact, Mr. Zheng is not the big boss of Xia Guo's company, but the big boss is basically not in the company, and the company is handed over to Mr. Zheng alone.

Halfway through the car, Xia Guo looked at the boss's face and said tentatively, "Boss, where are we going?" ”

Mr. Zheng glanced at Xia Guo and asked, "I heard that the live broadcast was haunted that day?" ”

Xia Guo could only nod and say yes.

"You solved it?"

It was solved in the middle of the night, but Xia Guo couldn't say it, so he could only nod and say yes again.

"Xiao Xia, do you have a little research on this feng shui or something?"

Xia Guo continued to nod, "It's a little bit of research. ”

"Then you and me, go to my house and have a look." Mr. Zheng was silent after saying this.

I was very uneasy to stay there alone.

Show feng shui to the boss's house??

What the is this!!

Lao Tzu is just an amateur!!

If you make a mistake for your boss, you won't lose your job.

It wasn't until the door of Mr. Zheng's house that Xia Guo retreated.

The boss also saw that Xia Guo's expression was a little wrong, but he became worried, "What's the matter, you can't enter the house, it's so bad?" ”

"No, no, no, Mr. Zheng, don't get me wrong, I'm hesitating to change my shoes."

Xia Guo hurriedly made excuses for himself.

Mr. Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You don't need to change your shoes, come in." ”

Xia Guo is difficult to ride a tiger, so he can only follow in.

He took a general look under the watchful eye of the boss, in fact, Xia Guo would only look at some simple situations, and he couldn't calculate the compass or the mountains at all, let alone geography of the five elements.

I could only ask, "Mr. Zheng, why did you think of inviting someone to come to see Feng Shui, do you think something is wrong?" ”

Mr. Zheng hesitated for a moment, asked Xia Guo to sit down on the sofa, sighed, and said it truthfully.

"My family and I have moved to this house for half a year, and in the first month, it was quite peaceful, that is, there are always things at home, not in the original place, can you understand, that is, the newspaper that was originally placed on the table is gone, and when I look for it, I find that it is on the floor of the toilet, and the car that was originally placed on the shoe cabinet was thrown into the pool, and at first I thought I remembered it wrongly, or I forgot it there." "It wasn't until this kind of thing became more and more frequent, and then one morning I woke up and saw the kitchen knife that was supposed to be in the kitchen at the head of my bed, and then I felt scared, so I immediately asked the mage to do it."

"Did that do the rituals, is it useful?" Xia Guo finally couldn't help but interject, this is obviously haunted!

"At first, it was useful, and this kind of thing didn't happen again, but my wife started to have nightmares, she always dreamed that there was a woman who slept with someone else's husband, and she quarreled with me about it, asking me if I had any debts before."

"I'm sure I don't, and I don't know any other women, I still have a first love in front of my wife, but my first love is very good, and the marriage is not bad, it shouldn't have anything to do with her, and my wife's nightmare is getting worse and worse, one night, I was awakened by my wife, she was restless before, and now she provoked a female ghost to seek revenge."

"I had no choice but to send my wife back to her parents' house, and after she returned to her parents' house, she began to be in poor health, and she had a fever for the first few days, and it became me who had nightmares."

"Oh? What's your nightmare? Xia Guo asked curiously.

"Actually, it's not a nightmare, it's just that I always dream of a woman in the middle of the night, cough ....." Mr. Zheng seemed to be a little unspeakable, and he said half of the words, but Xia Guo understood.

Spring dreams, it's still the same woman.

"Mr. Zheng, I think, you better move, this place can't be lived." Xia Guo gave the boss advice very sincerely.

"Really can't live? I live alone and it doesn't seem to be too much of a problem. Mr. Zheng seems to be very reluctant to move away, after all, this is close to the company, and the community environment is also very good.

"Boss, if you dream of a female ghost for a long time, it's all spring dreams, your yang energy will be sucked away by her, and one day, she really treats you as her man, what if she wants you to accompany her in the underworld?" Xia Guo is definitely not alarmist, as far as he knows, he really saw a lot of such situations on the Internet when he checked the information.

Mr. Zheng fell into silence, looking at Xia Guo, not knowing what to say.

Xia Guo spoke again, "Boss, haven't you felt unwell lately?" Doesn't you feel as healthy as you used to? ”

Mr. Zheng was stunned by Xia Guo's question, then he stood up and said to Xia Guo, "Thank you Xiao Xia, I will move this week." ”

Xia Guo saw that the boss had made up his mind, so he was relieved, he was just about to leave, and he remembered something, so he couldn't help but propose, "Boss, you can pack up your things now, let others clean up and move away at home, you better stay in the hotel for a few days." ”

Mr. Zheng was also a little flustered by what Xia Guo said, but after thinking about it, he nodded in agreement, and said, "Then you go back, I'll clean up and I won't send you." ”

Xia Guo responded with a hello, and was relieved to see the figure of the boss entering the house and opening the cupboard door to take clothes.

Is that a good thing?

He walked a few steps to the door, ready to open the door and leave.

Then Xia Guo discovered one thing.

The door won't open.

Could it be that the boss locked it?

Xia Guo turned around and asked, "Mr. Zheng, this door can't be opened, are you locked?" ”

Mr. Zheng came out of the room, walked to the door and opened it, looked at it and said, "It's strange, I didn't lock the door, you wait, I'll go get the key." ”

At this time, Xia Guo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

The door was locked by itself.

Yes, it was locked by a ghost.

Ghost, don't want him to go.

Xia Guo looked at Mr. Zheng's back and was about to speak.

His afterglow swept to the kitchen, and there was a flash of light.

I don't know where the courage and strength came from, Xia Guo rushed forward in a few steps, pounced directly on Mr. Zheng, and took his boss, and the two of them fell to the floor in the living room together.

Mr. Zheng couldn't help but get angry, "Xiao Xia, what kind of nerves are you." ”

Xia Guo didn't explain, he pointed to the kitchen knife nailed to the wall, and looked at his boss's face turned pale instantly.

Mr. Zheng was just about to get up, when there was another soft groan of metal cutting through the air, and another kitchen knife flew past Mr. Zheng's side and nailed to the side of the first kitchen knife.

"Boss, we're now, it's better, don't move."

Xia Guo pulled his boss to lie down on the edge of the sofa, used the sofa as a cover, and spoke in a particularly low voice.

Mr. Zheng nodded, still a little confused, how could he hit a ghost in broad daylight?