Chapter 4 The Real Method
"What's the noise?" There was a disgruntled cry from the thugs at the door, apparently disturbing him from the movement just now.
"I'm sorry, my friend broke his leg and fell." Tang Long hurriedly said, he can deal with dead ghosts, but this kind of living hauntings can't be provoked.
The two didn't want to be noticed, so they entered the mahjong room, each found a chair to sit down, and panted for breath, Zhang Qian saw this, and went out to buy two bottles of iced tea, and Tang Long drank most of it in one gulp.
"How do you know it works?"
"Most of these resentful ghosts are unwilling, obsessive, high-IQ, and sober old ghosts, your wife has just died, and I don't expect it to be so powerful." In his heart, he thought, 'If these ghost creatures are all at the level of the old demon of Montenegro, how can they appear in the trial task. ’
"You know so much," Zhang Qian complimented.
Lonely men and widows, alone in a room, especially after being nervous, the mind is relaxed, the hormone secretion is too strong, it is easy to spark, Tang Long somehow, his eyes quietly swept over this old classmate, he didn't dare to say that the front is convex and backward, it is also material, especially there is a gentle temperament, the feeling of a young woman at home, is the most lethal to a little virgin like him.
Zhang Qian probably realized this, and there was also an unspeakable ** in her heart, her breathing became heavier, her face was dyed with a layer of red, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous, but in the end, they were all adults, and they could restrain their thoughts.
"Did your mother force you to go on a blind date recently?" Zhang Qian found a topic.
"That's right, I'm a poor ** silk, isn't it a shame to go on a blind date! The woman asked directly, do you have a house and a car, and your salary is over 10,000? Don't just say it directly, what hobbies do you usually have, your head is blown up! Tang Long suddenly lost the idea just now, and said with a wry smile.
"It seems that the last blind date was still our classmates from the fifth middle school, you were in the first class back then, right? It's called white or something.,School flower, right?。 ”
"Isn't the school flower Sister Zhang?" Tang Long didn't want to talk more, he felt that his strength had recovered a little, and when he made a joke, he pointed to the door and motioned to go out.
"It's three o'clock, Sister Zhang, you have to go to the crematorium later, I'll go home."
"Well, be careful."
The two parted halfway, Tang Long turned a corner halfway and walked towards Building No. 3, maybe the dead couple also became ghosts, and Tang Long only had this one clue.
When he got downstairs, Tang Long realized that he didn't even know how many floors the couple lived on, how to find this, it was difficult to ask at first sight, isn't this looking for scolding, this is reality, not playing games to find nPc, just a few clicks of the mouse.
In the middle of the night, I walked around the community for three or four laps, the street lights were dim, the cold wind blew, and I didn't even see one, let alone a ghost, and I was tired and hungry all over my body, and I didn't have any energy at all.
......The alarm on his phone woke him up, and after washing, he leaned back on the sofa and thought about the current situation.
Last night, I only dealt with Mrs. Wang, not to mention this kind of progress, not to mention the hidden task, even the basic Duxuan, no ghost will haunt during the day, I have tried my best, but the difficulty of this novice is too difficult, right?!
Fingers unintentionally slid on the list, and suddenly saw the 'Guardian's avatar lit up, and he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly typed a line of words.
'Brother Guardian, this mission is too perverted, there is no clue at all! He made a crying emoji.
As a rule, we are not allowed to give any directed answers during the course of the mission. ’
Tang Long noticed the word 'we', could there be other dead QQ account users?!
But there's really no way! It took one night to extinguish, isn't this the rhythm of the title? ’
'Wisdom, strength, courage, and luck are the only ways to accomplish the task. ’
As soon as these words were spoken, the Guardian's avatar darkened again.
Tang Long has a smart brain, and after a while, a flash of inspiration flashed, if this guardian really didn't want to help, he didn't reply to the message, why repeat what he said a few days ago.
'Wisdom, strength, courage, the first is wisdom, that is, don't always think about fighting brutally, you must learn to use your brain, think of ways, find out your own advantages, since the task appears in your own community, it is not necessarily a coincidence, right! I see! Isn't this the biggest advantage of your own family! ’
Tang Long patted his brain and suddenly realized that he had lived in this community for more than 20 years, every grass and tree, and even the aunt who sold breakfast could chat a few words.
Hurriedly went out, went downstairs, turned a few corners, and came to the door of a fried food shop, as expected, several middle-aged women were knocking melon seeds, chattering, neighborhood gossip, gossip, if their mother was there, Baozhun was also one of them.
If it is usual, Tang Long will definitely avoid it, the nagging of these aunts, dozens of flies, together is a Tang monk, after staying for a long time, there will definitely be an urge to cut people, but this time, for the task, I have to get up.
"Aunt Zhao, Aunt Niu, Sister Qian," Tang Long greeted his familiar neighbor.
"Xiao Tang, why don't you see your mother?" Aunt Niu said curiously.
"She's going back to her hometown."
"How's the blind date?"
"That white girl is good, why don't you talk about it......"
It's rare to have a lot of fresh characters, these seven or eight women have turned their firepower to Tang Long, and with the experience of dealing with their own mothers, Tang Long hummed a few words, that is, he didn't reply or refute, mixed up, and seeing that it was not interesting, several aunts changed the topic again and chattered.
“…… This Mrs. Wang is also really, a few days ago, she came with me four times in a hurry, and she said that she would go. ”
Seeing that he finally heard what he wanted, Tang Long hurriedly interjected, and said mysteriously: "When I came back last night, I seemed to see Mrs. Wang's figure swaying at the gate of the community. ”
To deal with these aunt-level characters, as long as you follow her words and quietly turn the direction, the truth will be like a surging river, stretching endlessly.
Sure enough, these aunts suddenly turned into supernatural experts and ghost experts one by one, and they added fuel and vinegar to the strange things in this old community in the past 30 years.
“…… There was a man who died in the garage, it was said that he was a kidnapper, and he was beaten to death. ”
"After Old Man Zhao's son died, he chattered all day long, as if he often burned paper money in the middle of the night."
"Hey, what you said doesn't matter, the real horror is our Donglou community, it was a cotton factory in the sixties, when it was in turmoil, it was said that there was an evil spirit, the whole factory was burned, it burned for seven days and seven nights, the fire could not be extinguished at all, it was said that there were things inside."
"And, there'......"
Don't underestimate these aunts, for these gossip, it is definitely the level of the FBI.
After two hours, Tang Long went to the administrative service company opposite the community, made a phone call, and after a while, ran down, wearing short sleeves, fat squeezed in a ball, not walking a few steps, his forehead was full of sweat.
"Fat Lin, this way."
Tang Long beckoned, this Lin Fat Man is his elementary school classmate, junior high school classmate, high school classmate, even the score of the college entrance examination that year was about the same, but he mixed up with the junior college that he did not enter, the fat man's parents didn't know who to entrust, and stuffed into a well-known local secondary college, and after graduation, he entered this public institution.
Lin Fatzi likes to pretend to be forced, Tang Long likes to watch people pretend to be forced, and the two have become dead friends.
"Talk nonsense, your brother and I are in a relationship with the front desk mm," Lin Fat said.
"Haven't you all been married and had children, or mm?"
"Damn, if you're married, you can't be mm? You discriminate against married people! ”
This fat man can deviate in three sentences, Tang Long shook his head helplessly: "You guys didn't every household a few days ago, you did the census in our community, newborns, lonely old people or something, give me a copy of the information." ”
"Your brother and I rely on it again, deaf people, have you changed your career to sell insurance, or are you doing pyramid schemes? What do I want these things for? "This deaf man is the nickname he has called since he was a child, and Zhang Qian and Lin Fatzi are used to calling it.
"It's useful, you can just give it to me." Tang Long said vaguely, the less people know about the death of QQ, the better, besides, he himself doesn't want to be regarded as a psychopath by others.
Lin Fatzi looked at him suspiciously, and said seriously: "Deaf, although you are a ** silk, but believe in your brother and me, pyramid schemes are fools, and with your mouth, you can't make a lot of money." ”
Tang Long couldn't cry or laugh, and finally had to say: "If you don't believe me, give me something, follow me at night, and take you to catch ghosts." ”
"The devil believes in you."
That being said, out of trust in his sworn friend, Lin Fatzi still secretly got a piece of information, and as soon as he took a lunch break, he rushed to Tang Long's house.
I saw four or five toy water guns on the table, and a fishy smell mixed with the smell of garlic came from it, and it was disgusting.
"What are you doing here?"
"It's just right to come, I checked the information you gave, and found that our community has really had a lot of weirdness recently, let's go, follow me to inquire."
"What's the situation?" Lin Fatzi was confused and followed.
"Isn't this Old Man Zhao's house?" When I arrived at the destination, on the first floor of the second building, at the door on the left, there was also an image of Guan Erye posted on the door, probably because of the leakage of the sewer, and a large piece of the wall was seeped out, which was a little cold.
"You know him?"
"You don't know, this old mind is sick......"