Chapter 7 Hey, who are you?

I'm sorry for the unpleasant look at the last giveaway, but I'm going to bring you today's ghost story.

"Hey, who's you?" My phone rang late at night, I didn't look at who it was, I just picked up the phone a little impatiently, this point called me except for the accident is the accident.

"It's me, old marquis." There was a guy on the other end of the phone who said slowly. I hurriedly asked, "Are you alright?" Why are you calling so late? As he spoke, he began to get dressed, and I naturally bore the brunt of my buddy's troubles.

"Oh, I'm fine, I just want to tell you that you will come to my hospital tomorrow, I met a person who has been delayed until now when I got off work just now, and you know this person who is now in our hospital. Tomorrow you come to see and you will be interested. Lao Hou still said to me very meaningfully.

"Your mother! You're sick, I don't know if you're sleeping, there's something you can't say tomorrow, don't tell me you can't hold it back. I'm really enough, let's talk about it tomorrow, and you can go to your hospital to find a doctor when you go back. With that, I hung up the phone. Let me introduce Lao Hou, he didn't appear in the previous article, because I knew him relatively late, we were originally netizens, and later found out that he also likes supernatural events, so the relationship became familiar, but after the third supernatural trip in 10 years, the two of us became close. He is engaged in a psychiatric hospital in Jinan, and is a director, he is very different from the doctor in my impression, all day long smug and there is no habit of cleanliness and even sometimes a little nervous, I have not understood where the distinction between the departments of their psychiatric hospital is, after seeing Lao Hou, I understand, the department registered by the patient is classified according to the state of the director, which also profoundly and thoroughly explains the joke that the director is the director of the psychiatric building.

I hung up the phone and fell asleep again, and I slept soundly all night. When I woke up in the morning, I washed up and rushed to the hospital where they were. To be honest, I haven't seen Lao Hou for a few weeks, even if it's a joke he made to me, I admit it, who makes me think a little bit about this friend. When I entered the office, I noticed that he had been spinning in circles. I teased: "You don't learn neurosis instead, you learn to chase tails with dogs?" ”

Lao Hou smiled nervously at me and said, "Come with me, come with me." He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the ward. Through the glass in a hospital room I saw a man with a leash tied all over, lying quietly on the bed with a large instrument on his head. Lao Hou motioned for the male nurse to open the door, and then led me into the ward. I said, "How did you do it to make him so quiet, was it anesthesia or direct corona." "It's all the old way, now it's a little more human, put this instrument on his head, and he will be honest, let him do whatever he wants?" Lao Hou said as he busily took off the man's instrument.

"Such a bullish instrument, get me one, when the time comes, I will stay on your head and let you listen to me, eat your food, sleep in your bed, play your game console, hold your wife beautifully, what are you doing with his 'helmet', ask you........ I'll wipe it, pencils?!" The moment Lao Hou took off the instrument, I shouted loudly. The male nurse gave me a fierce look and said, "Director Hou, you should be quiet, the patient is not very stable." Lao Hou said he knew, and pulled me out of the ward.

Pencil, of course his name is not called this, I don't know what his name is, and even if I saw it later in the medical records, I didn't remember it (no disrespect here). At a gathering of ghost friends in Jinan, Lao Hou and I met him, but we can only say that we have seen him, but we have not become friends. The reason why he was impressed was because everyone felt that he was not here to listen to or tell ghost stories, but to stir up trouble, but afterwards he himself didn't think so, he was always a little half-toned, just a little bit of 2. That's why we affectionately call him a pencil, because there's a pencil exam that's called a 2B pencil.

After walking out of the room, I asked Lao Hou, "What's the matter?" Lao Hou said: "Last night, I checked the ward I managed at the end and was about to get off work, and I saw a person struggling violently after taking off the instrument, so I stopped and looked, and my expression was as surprised as you. I recognized it as a pencil, too. I heard him keep yelling, 'Hey, who are you?' Hey, hey, hey.....' Then he cried frantically, laughed maniacally, and hit his head very much, and several people couldn't stop him, and he didn't quiet until the nurse brought him another instrument. I don't know what's going on, I really can't hold back to let you see, I'll let you know as soon as he's ready, and I want to know what's going on? "After lunch, we went home.

One morning, two months later, when I was talking with a customer about the profit of the new business, Lao Hou called, he said that the pencil was almost done, and asked me to come and listen together. I threw down ZX, who couldn't negotiate, and left in a hurry by pretending that my friend had an accident, so ZX's maiden negotiation was dedicated to this business that turned out to be a loss, but losing money is nothing for a good story.

When Lao Hou and I walked into the ward, the pencil was looking out the window and looked very quiet, not at all like his 2B personality. When I walked to his bedside with a basket of fruit and flowers, he turned his head and looked a little surprised. "Old Hou, old ghost? Why are you here, I didn't expect it to be the two of you who came to see me in the first place. Pencil was a little surprised. We spent more than ten minutes making up the story that I came to see Lao Hou that day, Lao Hou was doing rounds, Lao Hou was the director of this hospital, and I happened to meet him and was sent in, this story to show that we didn't come to listen to the story on purpose. Pencil kept nodding and talking to us, and I even felt that Pencil was different from that meeting, and if he was to be put together with him back then and asked me to choose a psychopath, I would choose him before. Now he has obviously changed his personality and is mature and stable.

Lao Hou asked, "Dude, what's wrong with you?" How to make it like this, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, it's not easy to be cured. Pencil smiled and said, "It's okay, I won't be like that now, I'm just going to tell you to write it down, just don't ..........." Speaking of this, he turned his head to look out the window again, and Lao Hou whispered in my ear: "It's normal, drug reaction, just remind him." I coughed lightly, and he smiled at us again and continued, "Where did you just go?" Anyway, I'll tell you how I got it like this. At that time, I was actually very empty inside, and I like to listen to you tell ghost stories to stimulate the coldness and emptiness in my heart. Gradually, I became fond of pranks, and then I deliberately played pranks to scare people. To be honest, it may have been because of the blow of my family, I was a little perverted at that time. After I watched a friend joke that day, I became obsessed with this way of scaring people. It's just a random number at night, and then after the connection there, it's usually 'Hey, which one are you?' Or 'Hey, who are you looking for?' or something like that, I said, 'I'm a ghost, I'm going to find you where are you?' and hung up the phone, I don't know if it scared anyone, but I usually call at 12 o'clock at night, and people don't sleep very well at 12 o'clock at night, so it's easy to be woken up by the phone. I wrote down the calls I had made every day, until that day when I was short of five hundred calls, I made a call. At this point he looked at us with a great emptiness in his eyes, and this emptiness made me understand what mental illness is.

This time, Lao Hou didn't let me interrupt him, but quietly waited for him to come back to his senses, and then smiled again and said, "Where did you just go?" Anyway, I'll tell you how I got it like this. Lao Hou interrupted him and said, "You said it, you said it was time to call." He patted his head and said, "Let you laugh, I dialed a phone casually, and when I was about to speak, I heard a woman's voice on the other end of the phone: 'Hey, I'm a ghost, who are you?' I was stunned for a moment, feeling that someone had already been rectified, so I got the experience of prevention, so I said, 'Me too, you came to me, right?' He laughed coldly, and laughed bitterly, and hung up the phone. At this point, I saw the pencil shake a little, and he didn't interrupt this time, but just started talking again with a cold shiver. I'm sure there's something even more terrible to come. "At two o'clock, my phone rang, 'Hey, it's me, where are you opening the door for me.'" The grim female voice rang out in the microphone of the phone. I felt a chill down my spine and a feeling of fear came over me, but I still yelled, 'Neurotic,' and hung up. The next night I turned off my phone, and around 12 o'clock the phone rang at home, and I had just finished watching the movie and picked up the landline. "Hey, I'm a ghost, why don't you open the door, hahahaha, I've been standing in front of your door for a day, open the door and let me in." I shouted; 'Don't call anymore, I don't care how you know my number. Saying that I smashed the landline phone at home, to be honest I was scared, old ghost, you once said that anger is the extreme of fear, and I really understood the true meaning of your sentence at that moment. I shrugged my shoulders to say that I remembered saying this, when in fact I had heard someone else say it. I continued to listen to him.

"That night I hid under the covers and shivered, and I didn't dare to sleep until the sun shone into my room. I was exhausted and nervous, and the high level of nervousness made me feel like I had run a marathon. When I woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and I hurriedly wanted to go to my friend's house, but when I walked to the living room, suddenly the TV was turned on, and there was no pattern, but a voice came from the TV: 'Hey, I'm a ghost, open the door.' I unplugged the power and the TV still rang again. The alarm clock was talking, the stereo was talking, the doorbell was talking, my closed phone was ringing, and even the landline that was broken into pieces rang at the same time, I was so scared that I was screaming frantically to rush out of the room, and the moment I ran to the door and opened the door, I heard a knock on the door, but I didn't have time to react, I opened the door, and I heard the sentence against me. 'Hey, I'm a ghost, I'm coming'...... After speaking, the pencil was stunned for a long time, and never said a word again.

At this time, the male nurse came in and whispered to us, "Turn off the phone, he will get sick when he hears the phone ringing." That's when I realized that all he said was ...... What the ellipsis means.

Just when the two of us were about to close the phone and leave after a while, Lao Hou's mobile phone rang before it had time to close, and the pencil looked at Lao Hou for a moment, we heard that the phone was automatically connected, and there was a desolate laughter from inside, no matter how it hung up, it couldn't be hung up, and when Lao Hou wanted to remove the battery, the voice said: "Hey, I'm a ghost, let him answer the phone..........." Ahh

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Black Lantern Ball

The Black Lantern Ball is also a new era dross, I haven't been there, but I've heard a lot of people say that our owner also ran a black light ballroom. The so-called black light means that the ballroom turns off all the lights in the room every 20 minutes or so, turns it on again after 15 or 20 minutes, and then repeats. The fun of such a ballroom is that you can do whatever you want when it's dark. Tickets for this kind of dance hall are very cheap, usually 5 to 10 yuan a piece. The price of alcohol is not expensive, only two or three times the price outside, and the following groups of people are dealt with: men who want to hunt wild food, men who want to soak in a good family, young women who are dissatisfied, middle-aged who still have charm, and elderly warblers, men who have no money and no courage to prostitute. In short, the grades are from high to low, and they are mixed. With everything from brand-new sports cars to worn-out bicycles at the door, it's a China Transportation Change Expo.

I've heard people say that there are women who are willing to take off their pants for you for as little as fifty dollars, why? The old warblers can't be sold at a high price, and the rich young women and don't care about money, so the market price of ooxx in it is set at 30-50, and the location is set in the corner behind the black light.

I once managed a small nightclub, and there was no person in charge of that store at that time, and the store I was in charge of was very close to this store, so I was assigned by the owner to run the store at the same time. Upstairs there's the black-light ballroom I just talked about, and the front entrance of the store is on the side of the main door of the clubhouse. And there is a staircase in our yard that can also be accessed, but it is usually closed and does not allow people to move. That day, after I had dinner with the customer, the driver Xiao Zhou pulled us back to this small field, and the customer had never been to this store, so I wanted to see it. The client's surname is Dang, black and thin, in his forties, he looks very manly, and he never prostitutes or looks for public relations with alcohol. The only hobby is to go to the black light dance party to pick up the women of the good family. He couldn't sit still when we sang that day, and asked if there was a black light ball nearby, and there was no public relations in the room, and I was not familiar with the scene at the time, and the princess in the room said, "Sir, there is one upstairs." ”

Brother Dang's eyes lit up at that time, so he said: "Old ghost, you go ahead first, I'll go up and dance by myself, and I'll call you when I come down." So I went to see the billing, and the princess pointed out the stairs in the party's field, and he climbed over the fence and went up to the ballroom. I watched it for about two hours when Brother Dang knocked on the door and entered my office, grabbed my water glass and drank it down. I'm a little surprised, usually he goes to the dance hall and always brings a few women to my venue to sing, why is he alone today. I said, "Didn't you have a good day?" Or have you already brought the woman into the room to sing? Brother Dang took a few breaths and wiped his sweat and said, "The dance hall here is so fun, and there are so many beautiful women." It's a pity that they don't come down with me to play. "I put my mind at ease, customer satisfaction is the purpose of the service industry. We sang and drank for a while, and then I sent him home. As he walked, he said, "I saw a few very young girls under the light just now, and their bodies are very strong. You'll have to come with me next time. I chimed in: "Okay, okay, look at your beauty." Xiao Zhou opened the car door, and before getting into the car, Brother Dang casually asked the parking security guard at the door: "What time does this dance start, I still want to come tomorrow." ”

The security guard was stunned for a moment, then looked at me and said with a somewhat embarrassed face: "Sir, you may not be able to come tomorrow?" "What are these words?" I saw Brother Dang's face change slightly, so I reprimanded the security guard, and my words were too unpleasant. The security guard saw that I was a little angry and hurriedly explained: "No, it's not the ghost, I didn't mean that." This ballroom is renovated, and our downstairs nightclub will continue to be open. That's what I mean. Brother Dang's face eased when he heard this, then handed the security guard a tip of fifty yuan and asked, "Then when will it reopen?" ”

The security guard took the tip and thought about it and said: "This is not certain, it has been renovated for half a month, and it has been suspended, and it is estimated that it will take more than ten days." In the past two days, there are much fewer cars at the door, and even the business of our nightclub is not very good....... "We didn't continue to listen to his nagging reply, when we heard that it had been renovated for half a month and had been out of business, we fled, leaving only the security guard standing there alone in a daze.