"Fu Jing, why have you been late lately? If it weren't for the fact that you have done a lot of benefits for our company, I would have fired you right away. Late for a week in a row! Our news agency is a place where we need to provide information and intelligence to the citizens as soon as possible, so what's the use of keeping someone like you who is late? ”

In the office of the editor-in-chief of the news agency, a middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair scolded the gloomy young man in front of him with great annoyance.

"Forget it. Seeing that your mental state is so bad, is there something going on at home that you are embarrassed to ask me for leave? ”

In fact, the editor-in-chief still attaches great importance to this young man, Fu Jing graduated from the Imperial Capital Media University and returned to his hometown to work. Not only high-quality students, but also diligent and practical, which has improved a lot of benefits for the company. But since last week, Fu Jing has started to be late, the quality of his work is low, and he is in a daze during work hours.

"Editor-in-chief, I'm sorry ......"

As soon as he said a few words, Fu Jing seemed to be bearing a heavy load, and his whole body stumbled and almost fell on the editor's desk.

"Fu Jing, it seems that you are really not quite in good health. Actually, I still attach great importance to you, so let's give you a month's long vacation and go home to recuperate. It's best to let your relatives accompany you to the hospital to see, I have acquaintances in the first hospital, if you have some trouble, you can call me, I hope to see you who used to be diligent and motivated in a month. ”

"Edit, I'm ......"

"Needless to say, here is the leave slip that I personally stamped, fill in the information and hand it to the management department, and go home to rest."

The editor-in-chief is still a very good person, Fu Jing, who has a little messy hair in front of him and a dull and bloodless face, mutters 'thank you' and leaves the editor-in-chief's office.

The editor-in-chief sighed slightly, and took out an unapproved pre-made newspaper from the bottom drawer on the right side of his desk and laid it flat on the table. In a small special column below the newspaper, there is a record of news related to Pingxuan Township.

"Records of Supernatural Incidents in Pingxu Township" reported by reporter: Fu Jing.

"If Fu Jing hadn't been too obsessed with his work, he wouldn't have gotten into such trouble, I hope he would be able to resolve this catastrophe himself, right? Hey...... "The editor tore the newspaper to shreds and stuffed it into a trash can next to the office.

Fu Jing's body has weakened a lot compared to a week ago, and it can almost be described as skinny and skinny.

Returning to the desk where he had struggled, he struggled to pick up a gel pen and fill in his name and time off on the slip.

"Tick!"

A crisp dripping sound came from behind him when Fu Jing was filling in nearly half of the time, and the whole body trembled and immediately turned his head. Fu Jing, whose eye sockets were sunken, stared at the busy office and didn't see anything he felt scared of.

Fu Jing turned around and continued to write his leave note.

"Tick!"

This time, the sound of dripping water came from directly above Fu Jing, and the cold and biting water droplets dripped directly on the leave note that Fu Jing was writing, and the water droplets spread and touched Fu Jing slightly.

Fu Jing's upper body trembled and slowly raised his head and looked at the monitor facing him, the black screen reflected himself, and the pale feet hanging from his two shoulders.

"Ahh

The chair fell to the ground, and Fu Jing was startled from his seat, unable to care about the leave slip on the table that was soaked with water droplets. Grabbing his briefcase, he immediately headed for the elevator.

"Are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated?"

On Fu Jing's way out of the office, the journalists who came and went ran into each other, and even bumped into a man holding a piping hot coffee. The coffee simply didn't spill out of the cup, otherwise this person would definitely not spare Fu Jing.

"Dididi!"

Fu Jing's head rested against the closed iron door of the elevator, and his right index finger kept touching the button of the elevator going down.

"Tick!" The sound of water droplets sounded for the third time.

When Fu Jing turned around, the news agency, which was originally full of people during the rush hour, suddenly became extremely silent.

Everyone in the sight was still busy with their own things, and even behind Fu Jing, there were still workers waiting for the elevator, everyone's mouths were squirming, but there was no sound in Fu Jing's ears from the entire floor.

"No ......"

Fu Jing's line of sight, at the end of the walkway leading to the elevator. A large puddle of water on the ground began to appear as a long black hair, and then something rose from the water stain, causing the black hair to bulge. A woman with her whole body soaked in water for too long appeared, and walked barefoot step by step in the direction where Fu Jing was.

"Why...... Why do you keep pestering me! ”

Fu Jing's loud words could not be heard by others, his hands trembled, and his footsteps gradually moved backwards.

"Ding Dong!" The elevator doors behind him have opened, but the elevator has not reached the corresponding floor.

"Don't, don't come here......"

Fu Jing's footsteps had already retreated to the edge of the elevator door. The heels had already stepped beyond the threshold, and if you took one step back, you would fall into the seventeen-story elevator shaft and fall to pieces.

At this moment, the woman who was wet had already come to the outer circle of the elevator crowd, and the sound of water droplets dripping from him filled Fu Jing's brain.

Suddenly. The long black wet hair pulled from side to side on its own, and a puffy and pale face below twisted 180 degrees towards Fu Jing.

"Click!"

When the right foot took a step back and stepped into the air, and the whole person was about to fall down the elevator shaft, Fu Jing's hearing returned to normal.

"Hello friend, I have a question for you, I don't know if you are available?"

A warm palm that was diametrically opposed to the cold feeling of the water droplets grabbed Fu Jing's shoulder and rescued him from the elevator, and there was a trance in front of him, and when Fu Jing opened his eyes again, he suddenly woke up from his desk.

In the past week, Fu Jing has spent this week, with the sound of water droplets, he can't distinguish reality, he has died hundreds of times in the false world, if it were replaced by some ordinary people with weak consciousness, I am afraid that he would have already had a mental breakdown like a living dead.

The warm palm was not a dream, and when Fu Jing turned his head, a sunny young man who looked to be in his early twenties and was more than half a head tall stood beside him.

Not only that, but a warm current entered Fu Jing's body from the palm of the young man's hand, and Fu Jing not only recovered his body to a normal state, but also recovered a lot of his spirit that was about to collapse.

"Are you free?"

The young man was Zhang Chen, and in Zhang Chen's eyes, although Fu Jing's body did not have any ghost qi fluctuations, the whole person looked like an evil person from his face.

"Yes." Fu Jing felt that the strange young man in front of him would be a lifesaver for him to go to a dead end.

"Go to the coffee shop below and sit down, there are a few things I want to ask you, and you are absolutely safe with me."

Ten minutes passed.

In a coffee shop below the news agency, Zhang Chen and Fu Jing sat opposite each other at a two-person table in the corner.

"As long as you answer every question I ask responsibly, I can assure you that you will definitely return to your former state and will no longer be harassed by ghosts."

When Zhang Chen mentioned the word ghost, Fu Jing on the other side couldn't help but be shocked, and then reacted and kept nodding.

"Pingxuan Township, you've been there, right?"

A trace of fear flashed in Fu Jing's eyes, and he nodded without saying a word.

"Tell me all about the whole process of your trip to Pingxuan Township without reservation, and don't leave out any things, including any details." Zhang Chen put his hands on his chin and asked deeply.

"The whole process...... cough" Fu Jing's voice was a little hoarse and he couldn't help but clear his throat, judging from his face, it seemed that he didn't want to recall that painful and frightening memory.

"Well, start with your entry into Pingxuan Township."

"I still remember ......"

…………

"There is another drowning incident in Pinghui Township, which is very similar to the mass drowning five years ago. It's time for Fu Jing to hone you, give you seven days to go to Pingxuan Township to investigate the origin of this matter from the villagers, and make a supernatural column when you come back, and now young people are very interested in these unknown things. ”

"Seven days? Isn't Pingxuan Township just an hour away from us? ”

Fu Jing was very motivated, believing that he would be able to gather enough information in less than seven days.

"You may not know what happened five years ago, but it shocked the whole country at the time, and then it was suppressed for some reason. Although it is said that this is the age of technology and information, you should be careful. If you're able to finish early, I don't mind if you spend the extra time off. ”

The editor patted Tomie on the shoulder and smiled and left.

"Boom!" A tattered minibus with the smell of wild animals drives on a country road.

Fu Jing, who was sitting on the minibus, carried a briefcase on his back and a large handful of documents on his mobile phone, taking advantage of the time of the ride to carefully review them.

"Five years ago, I was in college in the imperial capital, but I didn't expect such a strange thing to happen in my hometown."

The information in Fu Jing's hand was about the report on the mass drowning incident in Pingxuan Township, including 20 police officers, five years ago, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease in his heart as an atheist.

"Pingxuan Township has arrived, does anyone want to get off the bus?"

The old driver sitting in front of him was naked and asked the passengers in the car with a local accent.

"Me!"

When Fu Jing answered, the eyes of all the passengers on the bus couldn't help but look at Fu Jing, and a strange feeling began to breed from their hearts.

The car didn't seem to intend to stay here for a second longer, and the person who got out of the car was only Fu Jing. As the minibus left in the dust, Fu Jing followed the street sign and entered the periphery of Pingxuan Township, and what appeared in the line was a dilapidated and extremely backward township.

It doesn't even look like it did five years ago, but the weirdest thing is that there is a dead air in the whole township...... (To be continued......)