The most important thing is that the security guard's salary is poor, and the public relations is a big cut, isn't this **naked discrimination?

I looked for a day of work, but I couldn't find a suitable one, so I came to the urban village

The abdominal muscles are hungry, so they come to a stall with strings of incense, eat some strings of skewers and prepare to go back to sleep, and fight the talent market again tomorrow.

After eating the skewers, I walked towards the crowd, and a middle-aged man suddenly collapsed beside me, and I hurriedly helped him up.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when I was helped up, I suddenly heard someone next to me shouting:

"There, again!"

"Fuck, and accomplices!"

……

Before I could finish listening to the shouts of those people, the middle-aged man didn't say thank you to me, and slipped away like a rabbit.

Then I saw a group of young men with flat heads and tattoos, holding black eagle machetes and splitting into two paths, chasing the middle-aged man all the way, all the way towards me.

Although I was stupid, I was not stupid and quickly understood that they were going to cut me!

I ran away, thinking to myself: His grandmother's, when people drink cold water on their backs, they stuff their teeth, and they are chased and killed.

The men chased and shouted, "Stop! ”

Although I don't understand why they are chasing me, SB will stand there.

People on both sides avoided one after another, as if watching a filming.

I ran and shouted for help, but no one was brave.

The heroes in the textbooks who fight the gangsters shirtless are all lies.

Luckily, I used to practice, and I started running in junior high school until I graduated from college, and the 5,000 meters were a piece of cake, and the gang didn't catch up with me in the end, but I was so tired that I almost lost my breath.

I went back to my rented apartment, and my heart was beating hard.

Who is the middle-aged man, and who are those who take the black version of the Flying Eagle, why are they cutting me?

I suddenly remembered that one of those people said that he had an accomplice, could it be that the brainless one who took me as an accomplice of a middle-aged man?

I couldn't help but touch my head: People just ask for money to help people, I'm fucking cheap, and I want to help people die!

After taking a breath, I looked at the bedside sachet again.

When I saw the sachet, I remembered the little ghost in this house, and I couldn't help but be shocked again.

I thought to myself, I thought that after living in the room where the beautiful woman lived, I could pick up a basket, but I didn't expect to offend the people of the yin and yang worlds.

I suddenly remembered what the old man said, to deal with ghosts, it is generally okay to put a pair of scissors next to you.

For the sake of insurance, I went downstairs and bought another pair of scissors.

Put scissors at the head of the bed to suppress ghosts.

Thankfully, the people with the black version of the Eagle machete didn't recognize who I was.

As for the middle-aged man, I didn't see it clearly, I don't know if he was alive or dead.

But I don't think about it anymore, I have to continue to look for a job, and every day I see if there is a position that suits me.

Ye Zixuan was on that line every day, but he didn't talk too much.

Later, I learned that Hongzhong Finance is on the K6 line, and this number means auspicious: "fast and smooth"

But it always feels like: "It's almost there".

Two days later, looking for a job was really annoying, and the post was still a security guard.

I was very tired, so I went to the cultural park to relax.

In the city, the Cultural Park is a very special park, there is no bustling crowd and it is quiet.

I sat on the bench.

A cleaner aunt is cleaning a trash can.

When she swept the trash can next to me, all of a sudden a black bag fell out of the trash can.

After the bag fell to the ground, it rotted.

The cleaner's aunt suddenly screamed.

I was startled by her voice, and when I saw the bag on the ground, I couldn't help but vomit with nausea and fear.

It was a severed limb.

A man's severed limb.

Murder and shredding corpses?

I can't help but think of the middle-aged man who was also chased and slashed that night.

Hurriedly took out his mobile phone and pressed three words: 110

After a while, a police car came up to us.

Two policemen, a man and a woman, walked out of it.

The male is about 30 years old, and the female is about 30 years old.

The cleaner's aunt said what had just happened with a pale face.

It occurred to me that I should tell them about that night, but after thinking about it, I forgot about it, not wanting to cause too much trouble.

After the two policemen collected their stumps, they left.

I suddenly remembered, if I borrowed a loan shark from Ye Zixuan, if I didn't pay it back, would I also sink in the park?

When this kind of thing happens, how can you still be in the mood to relax and go back to the rented house to sleep.

I don't know why, although I have slept until I wake up naturally every day, I am still very sleepy and take a nap as soon as I get on the bus.

A week later.

As soon as I sat on K6, Ye Zixuan came to me again and stared at me carefully.

I was very uncomfortable watching.

I thought to myself, Ye Zixuan's identity was finally exposed.

But he asked, "Did you hit a ghost?" ”

After Ye Zixuan finished asking, he smiled again and said, "Look at what I asked, if you really hit a ghost, how do you know?" ”

"I know!" I hurriedly told me about the ghost being raised by a dead model in the house.

"It seems that your room is really unlivable!" He said very seriously.

"Am I not looking for a job?" I said, "Wait until I get a job!" I'm moving out right away! ”

Speaking of which, he even took out a gossip bronze mirror from his pocket and asked me to take it.

When I looked in his mirror, I noticed that not only was Yin Tang black, but his face was covered with dark clouds.

"This bronze mirror is a treasure that can show your true face, according to your current state, when you find a job, whether you have the life to move, maybe you can't say!"

"What do you mean by that?" I couldn't help but be stunned, what I was most afraid of was death, to put it simply, I hadn't had enough.

To put it simply, "You've hit a ghost, and you've hit it hard!" Can you take me to your rented room? ”

"This ...... Aren't you a usurer? How do you still understand this? ”

He smiled: "You'll understand later!" ”

When he said this, I led him to my hut.

Before entering the cabin, he looked at 305, whose door was closed, and said, "Who lives in here?" ”

"Superior!" I say.

He nodded: "Oh, I think I should be a master!" ”

When he first entered my room, he covered his nose: "It stinks!" ”

I was very unhappy, although I had not spilled perfume, but it definitely did not stink; Although he lives alone, he is also very hygienic.

He looked at me and said, "Not because of you, but because of ......"

His gaze looked like the sachet hanging at the end of my bed: "The smell came from that sachet, it was the smell of corpses!" ”

"How is it possible, there is a faint fragrance in this!" I say.

He took the sachet in his hand and said, "The smell of corpses comes from here, and the imp lives in this sachet!" ”

"Isn't this some kind of exorcism?"

"This is a ghost-raising talisman, and it is written in funeral script: Pardon and raise ghosts here!" He said.

"You mean I was deceived?" I was taken aback.

When he saw that there were still scissors next to my bed, he was even more surprised: "How do you put the scissors here?" ”

"This evil spirit!" I say.

He said, "Take the scissors away!" This thing, not only can not ward off evil spirits, but also increase the strength of Kuman Thong! ”

"What should I do? However, you don't have any money for you! I said.

He said: "Call the police, whoever gives you this ghost sachet will arrest him!" ”

"Why?"

He said: "The person who gave you the sachet used the spices in this sachet to raise the imp, and then let the imp suck your life and transform it into him, you use scissors, and you can let the imp cut your life with scissors, are you feeling more and more sleepy recently, that's the reason!" ”

I picked up my phone, but suddenly I remembered, "If you tell the police, will the police believe it?" ”

Ye Zixuan thought for a while and nodded: "That's true, then let's treat others in the way of others!" ”

"How?"

Ye Zixuan thought for a while and said, "You go buy some big red paper, the redder the better!" ”

I did what he told me and bought some red paper at the nearby terminal of life.

He went to a nearby vegetable market and bought an old rooster and wrung his head.

And he burned the sachet to ashes, mixed it with the ashes, and wrote some words on the red paper.

I couldn't understand these words, he said that this is a funeral text, I don't need to understand, just stick this piece of paper on the door of 305 tonight, and that's it.

When he was done, he left the house I rented.

Before leaving, tell me again and again, no matter what, don't forget until tonight.

I nodded.

I checked the time, and it was about 1 o'clock in the morning, so I stared until one o'clock.

Holding the red paper, he cautiously walked out of the door, then stood in front of the door of 305 and pasted it.

Then expect something extraordinary to happen.

However, I'm not stupid, I definitely won't stand in front of Gate 305, otherwise it would really explode like in the movie, then I would be too innocent.

So after I finished pasting, I hurried back to 302 and opened a slit.

Stand there and aim at 305.

As a result, I watched it for about half an hour and saw nothing.

It can't be Ye Zixuan's pit on me, right?

If you think about it carefully, Ye Zixuan is clearing accounts and collecting accounts, how can he understand this?

But then I think about it, what am I doing in Ye Zixuan's pit? He didn't ask me for money.

The more I thought about it, the more sleepy I became, so I went back to bed and saw Zhou Gong.

I slept until dawn.

Not to wake up naturally, but to be awakened by the stench.

I covered my nose and thought to myself, Nima, what does it smell like? Could it be that the toilet is blocked? Or who fucking let out a thousand-year-old fart?

When I opened the door, I found that the neighbors were covering their noses and saying that it stinks.

Where does the stench come from?

All eyes were on 305.

The door to 305 was ajar, and there was no one inside.

The closer you get, the more it stinks.

Even if you practice turtle breath**, you can be smoked.

What the hell is going on with this 305?

It can't be the reason for the red paper I put up last night.

I asked my neighbors, "How are the people living in 305?" ”

That's when they saw me.

But when they saw me, it was as if they were looking at something rare in the world.

"What are you ......?" I asked.

"You're still alive?" They asked, wide-eyed.

Nima, I asked you how 305 was doing, but you didn't answer, but asked me if I was still alive, what is the matter? 151 Kanshu.com .