"You...... What did you say? I looked at Hu Fang, who was calm and composed, in front of me in surprise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Hu Fang replied with a smile: "It's nothing, just talk about it, let's eat......" Hu Fang said as he brought the food to my mouth.

After that, I finished my dinner with a nervous heart, and everyone went back to the house chatting and chatting. I just lay quietly on the bed without saying a word, and kept thinking about what Hu Fang said: "You say, how can I get the void? ”

I don't know how long later, there was a sudden strong wind outside the house, and the raindrops the size of beans smashed on the eaves. "Is it raining?" Hu Fang said and turned his head to look outside the house.

"Yes, it's not too early, you all go back to rest, I'll be here myself." When everyone saw me speak suddenly, they suddenly fell silent and turned their eyes to me in unison.

I watched them repeat, "Go and rest, I guess you're all tired for the past two days." When they heard this, they went back to rest.

……

In this way, I stayed in the village for a week. On this day, I woke up feeling much better and the pain was gone.

Just as I was about to get out of bed and stretch my muscles, a strange man pushed the door open from outside. "Who are you!" I let out a scream and rolled out of bed and fell to the ground.

Standing still, I noticed that the man was about my age, wearing a brown sweatshirt and sweatpants, and seemed to be carrying a bag on his back. Seeing that I was a little nervous, he hurriedly waved his hand at me and said, "Don't get me wrong, I was sent to you by Mr. Death." ”

I wondered, "Mr. Death?" You mean the Dead Apostles? He took the hat off his head and said, "That's right, Mr. Dead Apostle." ”

This person has a handsome face and good facial features, and the only drawback is that his skin is a little dark. He held out a hand to shake my hand, but I ignored it and asked warily, "How do I know if you're sent by the Dead Apostles?" ”

He withdrew his hand a little embarrassed, and said, "Mr. Dead Apostle had expected you to be suspicious, so he didn't tell me what he was looking for you for, but just told me to come here to find you and take you to the designated place, and it was up to you whether you believed it or not. ”

After hearing this, I hesitated, but then I thought, "Even if he wasn't sent by the Dead Apostles, but a subordinate of the Ancient Skeleton, he could have taken this opportunity to find out what the Ancient Skeleton wanted to do." ”

Thinking of this, I said, "When are you leaving?" "Now......," the man replied cheerfully.

After hearing this, because he suspected that it was a trap and was afraid that Li Zhisheng and them would be involved again, he hurriedly agreed before they got up: "Okay!" ”

With that, I tidied up my things and put them in my backpack, "Okay, let's go." I got up and walked out the door.

"Mr. Dead Apostle said, there are three of your friends here, don't you call them? Tickets are all bought. He said as he handed me four tickets.

I took out my boarding pass and saw that it was the names of me, Hu Fang, Li Zhisheng and Meng Zhuang, and the boarding time was six hours later.

Although I was a little surprised, with the skills of the ancient skeletons and the Dead Apostles, it was not difficult to get the ID numbers of the four of us, and then calculate the entire itinerary so accurately.

But now it was obviously impossible to conceal it, and since it might be dangerous to keep them here any longer, I had to get them up and explain the matter to them.

After understanding the situation, the three of them did not question me too much, but completely believed in my choice, which really touched me.

Before leaving, I left some money for Mrs. Wang, which was regarded as repaying her for taking care of her in the past few days. She also told me that if there is anything I need help in the future, just come to her......

After bidding farewell to Wang Po, a group of five people embarked on the way back. It took about an hour to walk from the village to Luodian, and two and a half hours to get from Luodian to Guiyang, and it took exactly five hours to reach the airport, counting some delays on the way.

Standing at the gate of the airport, I saw the strange man who brought us standing at the door, not intending to go in, so I asked, "What's wrong?" Go in, or you won't have time to board the plane in a while. ”

But he didn't care, took out a pack of cigarettes from his clothes, took one out and handed it to me, and said, "That's it, wait." I pushed away the hand he handed me the cigarette and said suspiciously, "Wait? What are you waiting for? ”

"Wait for someone." As he spoke, he put the cigarette in his mouth, took out a delicate-looking oil-fired lighter, and skillfully lit the cigarette.

When Meng Zhuang saw him smoking, he couldn't help but take out his cigarette and smoke.

"Why are you waiting here? Waiting for whom? "I was looking a little impatient.

The man stared intently at the exit, and said without looking back, "Don't worry, he'll be here in half an hour." ”

Seeing him say this, I didn't want to ask any more questions, so I had to stand aside and watch all kinds of people keep walking in front of me.

More than twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and Hu Fang and Meng Zhuang looked a little impatient, pacing back and forth in front of me, "How long will I wait?" Meng Zhuang asked.

I bowed my mouth in the direction where the strange man was standing and said, "Oh, ask him to go, I don't know how long I will have to wait." ”

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhuang actually walked to the strange man after listening to me, handed a cigarette and said, "Hey~ Dude, how long will we have to wait here, you see that the plane is about to leave." As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and asked the man to check the time.

When the strange man saw Meng Zhuang's actions, he glanced at me with a smile, took Meng Zhuang's cigarette and said, "Dude, you are too real." ”

Meng Zhuang didn't understand what he meant, and just wanted to continue asking, when a familiar figure appeared in front of him, this person was wearing a black tuxedo and looked out of place compared to the people around him.

"It's really you!" I said in amazement. The Dead Apostle took off his top hat and held it in his hand, and said, "Who do you think it is?" Meng Zhuang, who was not far away, saw the Dead Apostle and hurriedly ran over and said, "Mr. Death, why are you here?" ”

"I'm here to play with you." As he spoke, the Dead Apostle patted me and Li Zhisheng on the shoulders and motioned for us to go with him. As he led us forward, he whispered, "There are so many people here that it's hard to talk, I'll explain it to you in another place." ”

After that, we took a car to a restaurant in the city that had no customers at all, and the boss saw that there were guests coming, and hurriedly urged the waiter to serve the guests. The principle of service is to reluctantly walk up to us, and say lifelessly: "How many people do you want, where do you want to sit, what do you want to eat...... The waiter asked all the questions at once.

I thought to myself, "With such a service attitude, if it weren't for the sake of talking, I would have turned around and left." The Dead Apostle, on the other hand, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out some red tickets, threw them at the waiter, and said contemptuously, "Pour us a few glasses of water, and then don't bother us." ”

The waiter immediately smiled when he got the money: "Yes, yes, what kind of water do you want, drinks, juices or red wine~" The Dead Apostle couldn't look at him, and coldly threw out three words: "Boiled water." ”

When the waiter heard the promise, he ran into the back kitchen.

The six of us found a corner and sat down, and Meng Zhuang said to the Dead Apostles, "If you give him back the money for this kind of poor service, if it were me, I wouldn't have paid attention to him at all." ”

Without waiting for the Dead Apostle to answer, I interjected: "Actually, this is the so-called poor people must have something to hate, you think that the restaurant is almost dinner time and there is no one, not to mention how it tastes, first of all, this service attitude will turn people away, the attitude is not good, naturally there is no money, and the boss will naturally lose his temper with the ancients every day, and the employees will work with emotions when they are scolded too much, so a vicious circle." ”

The Dead Apostle carefully set aside his coat and hat and said, "You're not wrong at all, but we're not looking for this kind of small restaurant that has no business, and I wouldn't have done it otherwise." ”

"Alright, let's get down to business." The Dead Apostle straightened up and said, "I'm not going to go around the bush with you, so I'll just say it." There are two reasons why I came in person this time, one is because I am afraid that the ancient remains will know the whereabouts again, just like when you went to Mengzhuang's hometown, so I used a trick to make him mistakenly think that I was going to take you back. ”

"So you made a fake ticket?" Li Zhisheng interrupted, and the Dead Apostle said with a smile: "The ticket is real, you can take it and get on the plane now, if I make a fake ticket, how can I let the ancient skeleton know that I am going to find you back, I am deliberately looking for someone to buy the real ticket." ”

"That's the second thing, that's the purpose of my here, my assistant ...... a few days ago," he said, pointing to the strange man sitting next to him, "He found a legendary ghost building in Guiyang, this building is located in the downtown area, but it has not been occupied since it was built." And according to the people around him, in the middle of the night, he often heard the sound of quarrels and the crying of children in the building. ”

I frowned slightly and said, "If it's just like this, it's just haunted at best, and it's not even as strong as the rumors of Guitian Village that you told us before, as for you coming in person?" Unless otherwise hidden......"

After hearing this, the Dead Apostle nodded, "You're right, if it was just like this, I wouldn't have come, but I found out that there is another legend in this building, and you know more about it, so it's up to you to tell you." With that, the Dead Apostle handed the conversation to his assistant.

The man pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, there are many versions of this legend, but all versions point to a poem, that is, a poem engraved in the building...... But under my investigation, I found that most of it was false, and no one had actually seen the poem at all, and even if there were photos, most of them were fakes......"

"Have you ever gone in and seen it?" I asked. He shook his head and said, "I can't get in, almost all the intersections are blocked, and there are security patrols around, there is no way to ...... it."

At this time, the waiter came over with water, heard our conversation, and said casually: "The building you are talking about is the Moutai Building, right?" ”