Beetroot's eyes rolled, and there were laugh lines on his face, and he said shyly: "Don't worry, Boss Ma, I won't ask how much benefit you have taken from others, this painting in your hand is indeed out of my hand, hehe, as for the insider, I also know a little bit ......"

I sat down again and asked Beethead, "Just tell me if you know!" ”

"But also...... It can't be said in vain. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you're a few years younger than me, I'll call you brother, brother do you a favor, you have to repay me, do my brother a favor, how about it, if you can, let's make a deal, I promise not to disappoint you."

I feel that I am still too tender to deal with this old fritter, and I am worried about being brought into the trap.

So I asked vigilantly, "What are you asking me to do for you?" I don't want to force you, and you don't want to force me. ”

Beetroot smiled and said, "What can I ask you to do, except to borrow money, nothing else." ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately turned to leave.

Seeing me turn around and leave, the beetroot hurriedly grabbed me: "Hey, what's the hurry, is it okay to listen to me?" ”

I shook my head and said, "Borrow money, I don't have any money!" ”

"I can't help it, I borrowed money not for anything else, it's to save my life!" Beetroot actually sighed heavily, "I'll tell you the truth, I'm ...... Something has happened at home lately......"

"Oh, what's wrong?!" I asked immediately.

"In the building where I lived, there was a man who died, a woman, who committed suicide by jumping off ......the building," Beetroot said sadly.

"So what, does this have anything to do with you," my eyes widened suddenly, "Could it be that woman, you killed ...... woman"

"No, no, no, the dead man has nothing to do with me, but recently, in that building...... Say yes...... Say yes ......"

"What the hell is going on, tell me quickly!"

"That building, it seems to be...... Haunted......" Beetroot said.

"What the hell is going on?!" I asked again.

"I don't know, because the building is haunted, I don't dare to live in the building, I want to change the house, this rent also needs money, so, brother, can you lend me some money......" Beetroot said intermittently.

"No, Beetroot, since the woman who committed suicide has nothing to do with you, what are you afraid of?!" I couldn't help but ask.

I feel very strange, even if there is a woman who committed suicide in the building, then this matter has nothing to do with Beethead, why is he scaring himself so much?!

"Alas, brother, I won't tell you, I'm ...... I...... I'm in the hallway of our house...... Bump...... Bumped into the woman...... It's true...... From there...... I...... I...... I don't dare go upstairs......"

"Really, there is such a thing?!"

Then, under my questioning, Beetroot told what happened, the building is haunted, and if you want to make it clear, you have to start with the rumors in the building-

Beetroot lives in a residential building with more than 20 floors high, and lives alone.

Recently, the news of the haunting in the building has become more and more evil.

At first, Beetroot still heard some things from the property and the security guards downstairs, but later the staff of the property were given a gag order by the company and did not dare to continue to gossip.

However, in the owner's chat group, there is similar news every day, and the more it spreads, the more evil it becomes.

Some owners said that they met a female ghost with long hair hanging down her waist, hanging eyes and blue eyebrows, sticking out her long tongue, and her face was suspended in mid-air with blood.

Some owners also said that an uncle next door got up in the middle of the night to pee and saw a bloody corpse floating outside the window.

There are also owners who said more bizarre experiences, saying that they dreamed at night, and there was a bewitching beauty who entered the dream, which was alive and fragrant, lingering all night, but in the morning, they found that the pants were wet and fishy......

Such an example, I can't tell whether it's true or false, anyway, it scrolls in the chat group every day.

After seeing these news, Beetroot didn't believe it much at first, and just read it as a story, but suddenly one night, he really bumped into it.

One night three days ago, at about eleven o'clock in the evening, Beetroot had just come back.

After parking the car in the garage, Beetroot walked into the building, and the fat security guard at the front desk on the first floor greeted Beetroot and said, "Good evening, sir." ”

Beetroot nodded in response, and was about to raise his leg to continue walking, when the fat security guard said, "Hey...... Mr...... Wait......"

Beetroot turned around and asked the fat security guard, "What's wrong?!! ”

The fat security guard stopped the beetroot and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, sir, the elevator is broken today, it's too late, it will be repaired tomorrow, please take the stairs?!" ”

If the elevator is broken, you have to take the stairs, and the beetroot is on the twelfth floor, so it is not easy to climb up to this height.

So, Beetroot scolded the fat security guard, saying that so many property fees were paid in vain.

Although the beetroot language is vicious, the fat security guard's temper is very good, and he keeps smiling and saying sorry, sorry, sorry.

As a result, the beetroot himself felt bored, so he didn't dwell on it anymore, pushed open the door of the stairs, and began to climb upstairs.

It stands to reason that the beetroot is in good health, and it is not a problem to climb a building or something, but today he played all night, and he was indeed a little tired, and drank a little wine at night, in fact, the amount of beetroot is not very good.

Originally, I was looking forward to returning home to take a comfortable hot bath, but I didn't expect to walk to the door of the house, the elevator was broken, and the whole thing came out.

The floor of the building where the beetroot lives is relatively high, and it is difficult to climb, and the beetroot is a little drunk at this time, and the steps are frivolous, and it is also a little panting.

Inside the corridor is a sensor light, and the sound of walking is small, so it is dark.

The beetroot leaned on the iron handrail of the stairs and walked up, and every time he went up the floor, he clapped his hands, and the sensor light turned on.

However, this time he clapped his hands, and the beetroot felt that his palms were slippery, and he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that someone had wiped his nose on the armrest.

The beetroot suddenly became angry, and while wiping his hands on the wall, he scolded and said: "It's really no public morality, just throw things, and even blow your nose down......"

Shaken by the sound of the beetroot, the induction corridor lights upstairs and downstairs flickered on and off.

Suddenly, the beetroot shook all over, and he immediately closed his mouth.

Because, he felt a chill rise from the back of his neck, and he didn't know where the wind came out, blowing slowly, swishing.

Suddenly, the beetroot dissipated his wine, and when he looked back, there was an empty staircase behind him, and there was nothing else???!!!

It's weird, what the hell is going on???!!!

(End of chapter)