Bai Zhou nodded and said, "I know, Director Yang, I will write a report."

Director Yang's expression froze on his face: "......"

How can you repay your kindness and revenge?

I'm going to have to cut out a handful of hair again tonight.

He felt like he wasn't far from baldness.

Bai Zhou had been very unhappy on the way back, and she couldn't help but send a text message to Wen Junzhi.

"Have you ever been powerless?"

"Yes, and a lot." I don't know why, when I saw these words that Wen Jun stopped, Bai Zhou always felt that he meant something.

"So what to do?"

"Do your best." Wen Jun stopped, "How can you be as good as you want, but you want to be worthy of your heart."

Worthy of the heart.

The most difficult thing in the world is just these four words.

Bai Zhou sighed.

Forget it, don't think so much, be thoughtful, uterine fibroids.

It's better for people to be a little confused.

The matter of the Yin soldier borrowing the Tao passed like this, and after appearing three times, it never appeared again, and no one knew where this Yin soldier went, as if everything before was just an illusion, and it became a strange memory left in the hearts of this generation.

In the next few days, many people came to Bai Zhou to make a shroud, and many people named Mrs. Song, and threatened to bid casually and never bargain.

But Bai Zhou only has two words: no.

No matter what others say, no is nothing, and she can't conjure them up.

Some can understand, retreat to the next best, and do something else, while others are very arrogant, threatening to make Baizhou's shop unable to open.

Originally, Bai Zhou thought that there would be gangsters looking for something or something, but he didn't expect it to be quiet all the time, and there was no movement.

She was a little melancholy, why was it different from what she said?

Isn't there supposed to be a plot here that pretends to be forced to slap the face?

Later, she received a call from Mrs. Song, telling her that the matter had been resolved, that she did not need to worry, and that no one would dare to harass her in the future.

Bai Zhou was a little speechless.

It's a good opportunity to pretend to be slapped in the face, and it's gone.

On this day, she happened to finish the last set of shrouds ordered by others, ordered three braised hooves, and took her mobile phone to surf the Internet while eating.

Recently, there has been a blowout of supernatural posts on the Internet, many people on Weibo are discussing supernatural events, and some people in the circle of friends say that they have encountered strange things, and even some people in local forums have posted supernatural posts.

Flipping through it, she saw a convening order in the circle of friends, saying that it was about a few people to have a weird story meeting.

Weird stories have been very popular lately, where several people get together, find a place with a strong atmosphere, sit together, light only a few candles, and start telling horror stories.

It is said that this game is likely to attract evil spirits.

But people still like it, and some people even want to summon an evil spirit to see what it looks like.

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Bai Zhou thought to himself, if they really saw the evil spirit, I don't know if they would regret it.

It's just that it's too late to regret it at that time.

Wait a minute.

Bai Zhou had already brushed it down, but immediately pulled it back and clicked on the avatar of the convener of the weird story meeting.

This man's name is Ah Zero.

When did she add such a person?

She remembered that her WeChat only added her former classmates, customers and colleagues from the Special Security Bureau, could it be that this Ah Ling was a customer?

Is there such a person in the customer?

She clicked on the other party's circle of friends again, and found that the other party had set up three days to be visible, and there was only one convening order recently.

It's weird.

She smelled something unusual.

looked at the time of the other party's convocation, it was twelve o'clock tonight, and the location was an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city.

Why don't you check it out?

Idle is idle anyway.

She left a message in the other party's circle of friends, saying that she was going, but the person named Ah Ling only replied with one sentence: Arrive on time, don't wait when it's overdue.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Bai Zhou came to the dilapidated factory building.

In the past, it was a silk factory, and it used to be glorious, but then it went bankrupt due to poor management, and no one took over the factory, so it has been abandoned here, and there are rumors outside that it is haunted.

But after all these years, all kinds of rumors are flying all over the sky, but no one has ever seen a real ghost here.

Bai Zhou walked into the factory and found the workshop mentioned on the address, which had long since left no lathes, only some sundries, and was empty.

There is an office in the workshop, and the meeting place of the strange story meeting is here.

She pushed open the office door and found a circle of people sitting inside.

There is a desk in the office, and there are five people who participate in the strange story meeting, plus Bai Zhou is six.

Among the five people, there are four men and one woman, all of whom are not very old, and the oldest is only in his thirties.

Sitting at the top was a young man in his twenties, wearing a black coat, with a very fashionable hairstyle, a straight figure, and a decent look, and he could be regarded as a handsome guy among young people.

"You're the "little white who sells shrouds"?" He said, "I'm Zero, please take a seat."

Bai Zhou's gaze swept over several people, and then he let out a "huh".