"During the Chinese New Year, our unit organized an activity to send love and warmth to the poor families in the community, your brother and I and a few colleagues brought oil, fruits, pastries or something, sent everywhere, to this old man's house, Tm not only did not welcome, but also scolded us, saying that it was early to do something, when his son died, no one came to help, now come to pretend, I rely on, when his son hangs, maybe I haven't been born yet, blame me for what to do, the house is also gloomy, and what wreaths, yellow paper, It's like a funeral parlor......"

Lin Fat Man said energetically, but was kicked by Tang Long, made a look, and when he turned around, he saw a shriveled old man in a horse coat standing behind him, staring at him with a pair of cloudy eyes, like a dead man, which frightened the fat man.

As if the two of them were in the air, they opened the door by themselves, and were about to go in, "Master, wait a minute," but was stopped by Tang Long.

"What do you want to do," Old Man Zhao looked at the two of them warily.

"We are from the street office, and we want to know about your son's situation."

Old man Zhao was angry at first, and then calmed down, "Come in." ”

"Are you pretending to be a government official, do you want to defy the sky?" Lin Fatzi whispered.

When I entered the house, I saw large and small paper money and white flowers, scattered all over the ground, and there was a large black and white photo on the table, the characters in it were wearing an old-fashioned military uniform, and they looked like old man Zhao, who should be the son of the old man. ”

This roar startled the fat man again, and he jumped three feet high, "mD, if it weren't for his boss's big part, according to my temper, I wouldn't ...... him" Lin Fat Man looked breathless.

Tang Long ignored him and asked, "Master Zhao, we came this time to find out the cause of your son's death so that we can do further verification." ”

"Who said my son is dead, he is alive and well!" Old man Zhao rolled his eyes strangely, and suddenly changed his words.

"But according to the information, your son died in the fire." Tang Long pointed to the information of the administrative service company and asked.

"There was a fire in the factory back then, but my son came back, and my son was a good guard, he ate public food, and he didn't steal anything......

Old man Zhao's words were reversed, one moment said that the factory director had wronged his son, and the other time said that his son was burned alive by fire, in short, there was no logical word, and the two people who listened looked at each other.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Tang Long interrupted him, went into the bathroom, touched two cow tears on his eyelids, and when he came out again, he looked around, if his son really turned into a ghost, he should be able to see something, but Tang Long quietly scanned the small house for a long time, and found nothing.

“…… How did you guys get in? Who let you in! If you don't leave, I'll call the police! ”

Old man Zhao lowered his head, and when he raised it again, his face was full of surprise, and he picked up a broom and slapped it on the heads of the two, hitting the two of them with their heads and running away.

"I'll just say this old man is sick!" Lin Fatzi scolded and scolded, "What the hell are you doing!" ”

"Next stop, go to the old garage."

", it's time, I'm going to work, and I'll go crazy with you at night." Lin Fatzi looked at his watch, ran away, and heard that his boss's combat power was infinitely close to that of the teaching director back then.

Tang Long looked at the information again, on the occupation column of Old Man Zhao, it was written 'community cleaner', not far away, a truck was parked under the three buildings, and the name and phone number of 'XX Handling Company' were written on the body, and the two old couples touched their tears with sad faces, thoughtful......

Less than five o'clock, Lin Fatzi turned off the computer, looked around secretly, and the colleague next to him saw it and scolded with a smile: "Fatty, you left early!" ”

"Damn, be quiet, I'm going to die when the menopausal old woman sees me, don't forget, the last time I went to the bar to pick up girls, I was still a guest."

"What are you going to do when you leave so early?"

"I don't know," Lin Fatzi rolled his eyes, he also wanted to know what Tang Long was going to do, but he knew very well that according to the character of this sworn friend, he would not be untargeted, so he made a phone call, and found Tang Long in a small restaurant.

"Boss, another bowl of fish noodle soup."

"Damn, aren't you catching ghosts? How did you eat noodles here? ”

"It's not dark yet, where did the ghost come from, and only when you are full can you have the strength to catch the ghost."

Wang Fatzi thought about it, and ordered two more dishes, and the two of them looked like a starving ghost.

"Boss, what time is your business here?" A customer asked as he was leaving.

"11 p.m."

"Aren't there a lot of dead people in our community recently, do you dare to open so late?" Tang Long joked that one of his neighbors also opened the shop.

"See the Buddha shrine behind me, it's Zhong Kui who worships inside, the king of ghost hunting, afraid of a bird!"

That Zhong Kui was half a foot in size, with a red face and convex eyes, holding a black sword, which was relatively non-mainstream, Tang Long's heart moved, and he touched it, and suddenly the sound of 'Di Di' came from the death QQ, and an interface popped up.

Name: Zhong Kui statue

Quality: Inferior

Attack: None

Special Effects: Shocks ghosts

Remarks: The statue made of red porcelain, when the kiln was opened, the monks of Shaolin Temple were specially invited to open the light

'Another inferior weapon!' Tang Long was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Boss, you're not afraid of me, I'll lend this thing to take home to the town for two days." ”

"This is something that my old man Jingdezhen bought, precious and tight, if you want it, I will give you a 500% discount, and 500 yuan will be given to you."

"Good!"

"Damn, you're crazy, this thing is 10 yuan a piece in the City God Temple, and you buy one and get one free, are you stupid?!" Lin Fatzi hurriedly grabbed Tang Long, with an incredulous expression.

"Fat man, how do you talk, this thing of mine is genuine, if it weren't for the old man's death, who would dare to sell it!" Probably the owner of the small shop also wanted to make a move, and after some bargaining, he sold it for 300 yuan.

After the two finished eating, they came to the old garage to squat, and after wiping the cow's tears, each of them had a cigarette, and they chatted with each other.

"Deaf, you have opened my eyes today, you are catching ghosts again, and you are doing wrongs, I remember when you were in your second year of high school, didn't you pass the second half of secondary school? Now it seems, can this thing Tm go backwards? ”

"Then you're still coming with this sB? Haven't you either? Tang Long rolled his eyes and said.

"Who told you I did!" Lin Fatzi's eyes widened and he asked rhetorically.

“……”

The sky gradually darkened, the cigarette butt was smoking, bright and dark, and after Lin Fatzi slapped the fifth mosquito to death on his thigh, he said viciously: "In five minutes, your brother and I will go home and sleep, and I will not accompany you to go crazy." ”

As soon as the words fell, a cold wind blew on the flat ground, and the door of the garage was closed with a bang, and the fat man jumped up, and the fat all over his body trembled; some people are born afraid of certain things, or hate a certain scene, such as Tang Long, although he has no feeling for ghosts, but he likes to stay in a place where there are few people, and when there are too many people, he is uncomfortable and has no sense of security, which is called intensive phobia, and he is also a little autistic; while the fat man is just the opposite, a character in the world, but only a little fried for mysterious things.

"Damn, deaf, let's go, there won't really be a ghost."

"Look."

Tang Long pointed to the corner of the wall, under the four or five dilapidated bicycles, a figure curled up, blood falling drop by drop, listening to the movement, his head turned three hundred and sixty degrees, revealing a blue and swollen face, and a piece of flesh and blood fell off his chin, revealing a row of teeth below.

"Hastyly, Lao Tzu is here to accompany you to reminisce about your youth, not really to play with you in a heartbeat!" Lin Fatzi screamed.

Tang Long was too nervous to speak, the garlic water in the two toy guns kept fighting, and green smoke came out of its body, but he still walked towards the two of them firmly, and muttered in his mouth: "If you dare to kill me, I want you to pay for your life, and I want your child to break his leg and go to the mountains." ”

"Don't howl, Lao Tzu has to kill!" Tang Long's nerves were already tense, and he was still being harassed by the fat man, so he couldn't help but roar.

"Then let it go!"

"Wait, wait."

This kidnapper was a thirty-year-old man before he died, and his yin qi was more than that of Mrs. Wang, and after the two water guns were finished, he only blurred the figure a lot, and he was still fierce, and he dodged, and pressed Tang Long against the wall, and the cold air penetrated his whole body.

"I expected you to come back!" Tang Long said with difficulty, grabbed a plastic rope next to the gate, and dragged it down, the bucket that had been placed on it suddenly fell, sprinkled with a piece of yellow and black water, sprinkled on the ghost, and suddenly there was a howl, and the green smoke was billowing out, and the kidnapper ghost dissipated.

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"Stop squatting, the ghost is dead!" Tang Long said angrily, this fat man covered his head and squatted, like a fat ostrich.

"What a ghost!" Lin Fatzi said miserably.

"Nonsense, it's really the second middle school of Lao Tzu!"

The fat man's fear came and went quickly, and he couldn't help but look at the liquid in the bucket and taste it, "What is this?" Hanging like this, even ghosts can be taken away in waves? ”

"Boy urine and chicken blood."

"Gross-"

"Let's go to the next house, on the fourth floor of Building 3, 402, there is a couple who were hit by a car and died, if nothing else, they should also be ghosts." Tang Long rubbed his temples tiredly and said.

Lin Fat Man swallowed a mouthful of spit, hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth: "Okay!" ”

"It's not for you to be sent to death, this Zhong Kui statue is for you, take it out when you encounter a ghost, and the ghost won't dare to beat you." Tang Long said so, but he was also uneasy and kind, and he kept a fat man, which was used to attract hatred and make a meat shield, which was called harming friends.

"It's 12 o'clock, it's the time for ghosts."

"Actually, what we did was a good thing," Lin Fatzi suddenly said: "I have heard about this kidnapper, I robbed a twin in the East Building community, I was afraid of being discovered, and I suffocated a pair of little girls to death, which aroused public anger, and I was beaten to death." ”

Tang Long listened attentively, just turned the intersection, accidentally bumped into a child, and quickly helped her up, "I'm sorry, did you fall somewhere?" ”

"It's okay, thank you, uncle."

"Thank you, uncle," said the other little girl with a lollipop, and the two children jumped away again.

"Damn, little Lori, it's so good for the deaf." Lin Fatzi said with a smile.

Tang Long frowned, in the middle of the night, how could there be adults who allowed children to come out, turned his head, but he couldn't see the figure anymore, his heart moved, and he hurriedly opened the death QQ, and sure enough-

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