At three o'clock in the morning, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

A black shadow thief came to the courtyard wall of Wang Laosan's house, only to see him climb the wall with his ape arm dexterously, holding the wall with one hand, and holding a flashlight in the other hand to shine into the courtyard, and then shine on the window.

"Well, it's still the same, it should be safe. The black shadow withdrew the flashlight and muttered to himself, his eyes shining, "Is it easy, I, 1000 yuan will be in hand soon, hehe, it's good." ”

"Huang San, that kid still wants to catch me in three days, groove! Go dream! Well, he should be dreaming now!"

This person's face loomed under the beam of the flashlight, it was none other than Qi Er-Qi Jianjun.

After that, he easily climbed the wall, walked lightly to the end of the big wall - the eaves, and then stepped on the chicken coop and window sill below, and fell to the ground lightly.

Although Qi Jianjun has a strong physique, five big and three thick, this series of movements is extremely skillful, light and flexible, like flowing clouds and water, which is pleasing to the eye, and at first glance he is a veteran who has experienced a hundred battles.

"Hey! His family is really big, and there is really no one to keep the old lady as a companion, haha, well, it seems that the buddy should have a rich life!"

This guy was lying on the windowsill, holding his breath, listening attentively, there was only the sound of Mrs. Wang's well-proportioned and long snoring in the room, and he was very happy, and muttered excitedly.

Click!

What the hell?

When he raised his foot and took a step forward, there was a crisp sound under his feet, and there was a bomb-like roar in this quiet night, which frightened him a lot, and his heart rose to his throat, and he immediately squatted on the ground and did not dare to move again, for fear of waking up the sleeping Mrs. Wang.

After a while, I saw through the glow of the flashlight, and it turned out to be an eggshell, a trough! Why do you throw it here, it scares me paralyzed! Qi Jianjun complained in his heart and walked to the door, took out a long blade from his jacket pocket, and poked in along the crack in the door, trying to cut the door open.

But after trying a few times to no avail, I aimed at the glass window next to me, and sighed in my heart, alas, am I easy, such a big wind to remove the glass, there is no trick, otherwise I can't get in.

Qi Jianjun held the blade in his right hand and said goodbye, only to hear a "snap", and a glass nail bounced off in response, so he felt complacent, see it, don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend.

"Crunch!"

He was stinking when he heard a shrill voice, and the door slowly opened.

it!

What's going on?

I didn't pry it open for a long time, and now it's automatically opened, don't you say this thing is annoying?

Qi Jianjun looked at the door of the black hole in a daze, his brain was a little short-circuited, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Whatever, isn't this what I want, it seems that even God is helping me, and it is really unreasonable not to steal her!

He flashed into the door like a cat, and gently closed the door casually, and the black throat in the room couldn't see his five fingers, and a trace of nervousness suddenly rose, and he hurriedly shook the flashlight around to give himself courage.

Damn, what's that?

He suddenly found that there was a white hula thing on the beam above the back door, and when he looked at it, it was a human face, miserable white, a pair of red eyes staring straight at him, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, containing a strange smile, which made people shudder.

For a moment, Qi Jianjun only felt a chill on his back, a numb scalp, the hairs on his body stood on end, and a terrifying sense of horror filled his whole body like an electric current.

It was dark in his eyes, and the wind was blowing, he was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes, and he didn't even dare to breathe, this five-year-old man with three thick and three thick, like a wounded little sheep, curled up and trembled.

As the saying goes, "Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door", Qi Jianjun is so afraid that he will be so afraid if he does too much bad things.

All cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods are paper tigers, what the hell are ghosts, it should be me dazzled, yes!

Qi Jianjun closed his eyes while thinking, while cheering himself up, the surroundings were quiet, there was no movement at all, the eerie feeling just now disappeared, he opened his eyes, bravely stood up slowly with the stove, picked up the flashlight and shone it on the beam.

I saw that it was empty, and there was nothing!

Another photo, it's still empty, nothing!

He stroked his chest, let out a sullen breath, and said in his heart, it seems that I am really dazzled, paralyzed, and I scared myself, what a fucking bad luck!

Qi Jianjun smiled helplessly, his mouth opened but couldn't close it anymore, his eyes were like a pair of copper bells, stunned!

The miserable white face quietly appeared again, and there were two more candles in front of it, and the red flames kept flickering and beating in the darkness, mysterious and weird.

Suddenly, that face moved out of thin air, up and down, left and right, under the reflection of the candle flame, that miserable white face was even more eerie and terrifying, breathtaking, more and more hairy and terrifying.

"What the hell!"

At this time, Qi Jianjun recognized the owner of that face, which was Mrs. Wang's long-dead wife - Wang Guanghai.

His tense nerves completely collapsed, and he couldn't help but let out a terrible scream, so that he couldn't hang and overturn the roof, and then, a fishy aura emanated from his lower body, and he was scared!

"Old Qi Erboy, what the hell is your name! I don't sleep at home in the middle of the night, Gaha is here?" A long voice of resentment, with a long tail note, sounded eeriely in Qi Er's ears, and he trembled with fright.

"Ah, I...... I'm coming, I'm ...... I don't know. ”

Qi Jianjun's big fat face turned pale and bloodless, and he wanted to run, but his legs and feet didn't obey him, his head was buzzing, and he was confused.

"You don't know? Hmph, did you kid steal money again, did you steal the money that my wife lost last time, you dare to say a lie, hehe! I just don't have a companion, I'll take you away then!" The terrifying voice from hell sounded again, and the tone was grim and stern.

Take?

He's a dead man who wants to take me away, where is he going?

Fuck it, it's not going to take me to the underworld, oh my god, I haven't lived enough, I don't fucking want to die!

Qi Jianjun finally figured out the meaning of "take away", and he was so frightened that he fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowing like pounding garlic, "Uncle, I was wrong, I stole the money from the old lady, it's all my fault that I made a mistake by stealing from a moment of wealth, it's me who is wrong, I'm not good, please don't take me away, okay!"

This guy burst into tears, confessed his crime with a handful of snot and tears, and recruited them all.

"It's okay if I don't take you, write down the story of your theft of money, write everything clearly, and if there is a little mistake, I will take you away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pen and a notepad were thrown in front of him.

Qi Jianjun hurriedly picked up the pen and wrote the whole process of the theft, what time, place, process, etc., was clear and clear, so that people could see it at a glance.

"Uncle Wang, I'm done writing, you can see if it's okay, please see that I am old and small, you must not take me away, if I leave, the family will be over, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please give me a chance." Qi Jianjun walked forward a few steps respectfully, respectfully held the notebook in front of the candle with both hands, and cried and pleaded.

"Yo ho, the handwriting is neat, and the writing is really good. This time, the eerie voice was gone, replaced by a clear, deep voice.

Well?

Why did the voice change?

Why does this sound so familiar?

Qi Jianjun lowered his head and wrinkled his brows in confusion.

"Smack!"

The lights in the outhouse came on all at once.

Qi Jianjun couldn't get used to the bright light for a while, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and dimly found a person standing at the back door.

The man was holding a two-meter-long hemp rope in his hand, which was hung from the beam of the house in a fixed pulley, and in the middle of the rope was a rectangular wooden board with two candles and a large photograph standing on it, all of which were glued to the board with scotch tape.

The photo is Wang Guanghai's posthumous portrait, his eyes and lips are smeared with lipstick, blood red and blood-red, and he looks quite terrible.

Qi Jianjun immediately had goosebumps, didn't dare to look at it anymore, and hurriedly turned his gaze to the person below, only to see that he was not tall, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were blazing at him.

Isn't this Huang San, why is he here?

Why is this guy's smile so responsive, is this looking down on me?

He also had a rope in his hand......

That's right, this person is "thick but not high, except for the buttocks", the invincible super handsome detective in the universe - Comrade Wang Ziyu.

In fact, as soon as Qi Jianjun leaned on the wall, Wang Ziyu knew it, because he had been staring at the courtyard intently, and no wind and grass could escape his eagle eye.

The eggshell was deliberately put by Wang Ziyu, afraid that he would fall asleep just in case, the door was also opened by him, and the eerie and terrifying atmosphere was the spiritual coercion he implemented, in short, all of this was carefully planned by Wang Ziyu and carefully prepared for Qi Jianjun.

Suddenly, Qi Jianjun felt a chill coming from under him, looked down, it turned out that the crotch of his pants was wet, he didn't feel it too frightened before, but now he felt it, it was sticky and a little uncomfortable, he reached out and dragged it, and immediately a cool breeze went into the corner of his pants, and the whole person suddenly became excited.

Wang Ziyu stood on the opposite side and saw it very clearly, feeling that his movements were very funny, covering his mouth and stealing fun.

"Laugh at you paralyzed! Fuck me, paralyzed bitch you have to kill you!"

Qi Jianjun is not a fool, after a little pondering, he figured it all out, what the hell is a ghost, this kid is pretending to be a ghost, and what is even more ridiculous is that he was so scared that he peed his pants, he was really angry!

For a while, he was furious and angry!

He yelled and screamed, and pounced on him like a wolf.

Wang Ziyu hurriedly dodged to dodge, but due to excessive mental depletion, his legs and feet were weak, and he was mixed with a basket, and then fell to the ground.

"You're paralyzed, dare to hide! God won't help you, fuck, Lao Tzu has to kill you today!" Qi Jianjun scolded and pounced on him again.

Wang Ziyu was anxious and angry, watching Qi Er press down, and used all his strength to roll to the side, but after all, his movements were half a beat slower.

At this moment, Qi Jianjun just fell, and his elbow hit Wang Ziyu's head fiercely, and he immediately felt that his eyes were black, his head was dizzy, and he fainted unconsciously......