"Damn, if it weren't for the fact that she was the vice president's Xiaomazi (Northeast dialect: Xiaosan),, I would have raped her first and then killed her." It seems that this Zhang has the right to be scolded very bitterly, and he is still indignant when he mentions it.

"It's not long after this happened, the vice president of the hotel informed me, saying that I was willing to work and could handle things, and the store decided to promote me to the captain of the security guard. It's said that this is a good thing, but I just don't feel solid in my heart, and I always feel that Nagada is wrong and troublesome. Well, about a week ago, when I was sleeping in the security guard duty room at night, I suddenly dreamed of Li Cuicui, oh fuck, it scared me out, Cuicui was covered in blood, and the flesh on her face seemed to have been gnawed by some animal. Speaking of this, Zhang Quan subconsciously swallowed and foamed at the mouth, and let out a sigh.

"In my dreams, I felt like Cuicui, she seemed to be talking to me about something, but I couldn't hear anything. Next to her, there would be an old man in black clothes, who was gesturing with me, and seemed to have some kind of fruit in his hand. At that time, I was scared to wake up, thinking that this might be a dream day and night, but for several nights, as long as I was on duty in the hotel, I could dream of Cuicui, or the appearance of bloody Hula, and not only the old man around, but also other people, but also a wolf and a dog dragged by a car scary, but this time I saw clearly, the old man was comparing a pear to me. ”

"Damn, I knew something was wrong. Good end of the rice (Northeast dialect: for no reason) to mention me as the captain, then the next step must be to let me transfer to another big city, fuck, JB big city, I guess I don't even know the fuck by then. ”

"I don't dare to tell my family, and I'm even more afraid that I will leak out in class and be raised by those ** to go to the boss to make a small report. Last night, I dreamed of them again, and the old man suddenly approached me, and two words popped out of his mouth: pear crisp. When I thought about it, after eating walnut crisp, pear crisp is going to be rotten. I woke up scared all at once. Coincidentally, when you came to dinner today, you called Uncle Li and Uncle Li, I understood it all at once, and the old man said that it was Uncle Li. I pretended to patrol the store, and when I walked by, I heard what you said in the private room, and I guessed that Uncle Li was a Mr. Yin and Yang, so I wanted to contact you, but I didn't dare to go in blatantly, so I aimed at you two brothers, brother, you can save me! ”

It can be seen that this grandson is really frightened, and he simply treats us as his parents, kowtowing like garlic.

"What did you say the old man looked like in your dream?" The fat man interjected coldly.

"It's thin, with a pointed face, wearing a black coat, and it doesn't look scary, but the voice listens to the diaphragm, and that, that, right, like a eunuch."

The fat man glanced at me: "It's the old ghost who ate your tofu last time, and his voice is the same as that of the second pancreatic (Northeast dialect: neither male nor female)." No wonder I didn't see him in the men's guard this time. ”

"I was in the bathroom just now, and the ghosts I saw were just like they were from the scene of a car accident." I said word by word to the fat man.

We both looked at Zhang Quan at the same time, it seems that this grandson really didn't lie!

"Who the hell is your boss?" We both asked in unison.

"I haven't seen it either, usually the vice president manages the daily affairs of the hotel, and the boss comes back and forth occasionally, which is also mysterious, and we can't recruit them at all." Zhang Quanquan looked helpless.

At this time, a somewhat sharp male voice suddenly came from the security room: "It is said that curiosity kills cats, it seems that this is really a wise saying, hahaha..."

This voice was too sudden, and I was taken aback by what the fat man said, but it was mainly the instinctive reaction of the human body to sudden external stimuli, but Zhang Quanquan's performance was a bit outrageous, he was already frightened by this sudden sound and collapsed to the ground, with a desperate expression of the end of the world.

The fat man and I calmed down a little and understood that there should be pinhole cameras and other equipment in this room, and the sound came from these devices.

"Who are you, don't hide your head and tail, Mao Yuezi (Northeast dialect: women can't go out for the first month after giving birth, for fear of the wind), come out and let buddies." The fat man always looks like a big grin, and I think this is probably the higher psychological quality of a rogue teacher.

"Just because you two can't get on the table, you're not qualified to see me. Wait a while, Old Ghost Li will come, and I will naturally show up. Now, I have to grieve the two of you, by the way, don't you two like to play ghost games, so let's go to hell for a while. ”

Before the man could finish speaking, we felt a cala rattle under our feet.

Then, the ground that was originally paved with floor tiles suddenly separated horizontally along a brick crack to both sides, and the fat man and Zhang Quanquan fell down with an exclamation, and fell on a steel plate that was sloping downhill, and then it was like sitting on a slide, rolling all the way down rapidly, faster than the stock price of a drunkard, and his head would hit the surrounding cement wall from time to time, and his head would hurt and hurt. I don't know how long it took to fall, but we finally got on all fours.

I was thrown to the ground, I felt that all my internal organs had moved, and then I looked at the fat man who was not far from me, and he was not much better than me, and he was lying on the ground in the classic falling posture of Zhou Xingxing's classmates and muttering: "Mahler, I won't play roller coasters in my life, whoever plays is a grandson." "Zhang Quanquan is even more so, if he was like mud on it just now, then now it is a complete Ah Xiangpo meat sauce.

When this enemy was in the dark and I was in the light, I didn't care about Zhang Quan's injury, and hurriedly greeted the fat man: "Fei Ye, is it okay, give me some signal." ”

"Oh, thanks to Fei Ye's three-layered flesh, I have to turn it into jelly. Damn, where is this? The fat man looked up with great difficulty, and searched around.

I saw that the fat man was unharmed, and my heart was a little relaxed, after all, the fat man was unknowing, and I was deceived by me to risk himself, if the fat man really had a mistake, I had to bite my tongue guilty and kill myself to thank the world.

However, this ease was fleeting, because as soon as the fat man and I woke up, we were confronted with a more urgent, even terrifying, problem: how to get out of here.

At that time, we were in a boxy underground passage more than a meter high, and by the dim light of the milky white light bulbs covered by iron mesh in the hollows in the wall, we saw that behind us was a heavy cement wall, and about 500 meters in front of us, there was a sad white light. The fat man and I looked at each other silently, and we both knew what it meant: whether it was a blessing or a curse, and that we could not avoid it, let's see.

Because the passage was too narrow, the fat man and I had to crawl forward. Before crawling to the exit of uncertain life and death, the fat man and I stabbed Zhang Quanquan, and when we saw that this guy was still that dizzy, I felt that it was relatively safe for him to hide here temporarily, and when we crawled out of the passage, if we could really find the exit to leave, it would not be too late to come back and pick him up. However, is the way forward really the way to live? The fat man and I were not sure at all.

The walls on both sides of the underground passage were all mottled with green paint, and occasionally the fat man and I could see some mutilated white arrows and a few white fonts that resembled radicals of Chinese characters, but at the time, we were driven by fear and only wanted to climb out as quickly as possible, and we didn't pay much attention to these things. "Ah, what the fuck is this, why is it cool and shady?" The fat man shook his nose and scolded dissatisfiedly.

"You're fucking content, you're still fur and fur, buddy, my little plastic body is frozen, it's a cold ground." I smiled wryly, my upper and lower teeth shaking like the beat of a drum.

The two of us tried to dispel each other's uneasiness while trying to dispel each other's uneasiness, and at the same time crawled out with both hands and feet, after all, compared to the cold and dim passage in the passage, that glimmer of unpredictable light was still more tempting and hopeful.

After crawling for more than ten minutes, we finally approached the end of the tunnel, and the white light was getting brighter and brighter, more and more psychedelic, like a white lantern for conjuring spirits. We scrambled to the exit, looked out, and were stunned: a church had appeared in front of us.

Yes, we were in a church. However, this church is not the same as the usual church with multicolored glass windows, Gothic cupola painted with bare ass children, and wedding photography is always more people than praying, but it is full of eerie and demonic atmosphere:

The church is about 3 meters tall above and below, and it is even more spacious on the left and right, which is estimated to be more than enough for two trucks to drive side by side. The whole church was made of concrete, and there was no candlelight, no piano, no evangelistic pulpit, and its harsh light source came from the lightning that crisscrossed the top of the church.

The lightning bolts were silent, like computer-controlled lanterns, appearing and disappearing on the top of the church, and the fat man and I were dumbfounded, what a high-tech thing, completely subverting the existing theories of physics and meteorology. And the next scene we saw was even more frightened, under the light of lightning, two large rows of sarcophagi were neatly placed in the church.

The fat man and I crept out of the passageway, and after scouring around, we were shocked to make sure that it was just the two of us in the church. I shuddered and took out a cigarette, lit one with the fat man, and then asked a nonsense very calmly: "Fat man, do you think this realm is normal?" ”