I let out a sigh of relief, everything was in place,

It should be this Zhao Yi.

If what is written on the post is correct, Zhao Yi must have asked Tang Ming to share the potato chips with six people, the ghost is like this, he is crazy.

I thought back and realized that I was right.

In Tang Ming's picture, including Zhang Meng, a total of five people appeared.

Tang Ming didn't find the sixth person in the end, so he became the sixth person.

This also shows that this resentment is dangerous.

It's not scary for ghosts to harm people, it's scary to see ghosts for people to harm people.

This kind of spread, or contagion, is the last thing I want to see.

Tang Ming gave the potato chips to other people in order to survive, and the other people would continue to distribute the potato chips to other people in order to survive, so that it was passed on in a circle, and there was only one final result.

Everyone is targeted by resentment.

Zhao Yi must be solved, I don't want the place where I live to become a ghost town.

You know, it's hard to refuse the kindness of others.

After some thought, I picked up the phone.

"Hey, Authority? There are people who sell potato chips with no production date, no recipe, and nothing.

Well, right. There should be something wrong with that potato chip, and many people have hallucinations after eating it, saying that there are ghosts who come to kill themselves.

Uh-huh, both of them died.

I'm not sure about that.

Yes, yes, I've met them, yes, I saw them eating chips, and then both of them died.

Yes, the deceased named Tang Ming asked me to eat it before, saying that this potato chip was delicious and wanted to share it.

Where to buy it? I don't know about that.

Check it out first. ”

Hung up the phone, and it didn't take long for someone from the Authority to arrive.

I told me about meeting Tang Ming and Zhang Meng, and of course, all the conversations between me and them were tampered with by me.

I only told the people in the administration that Tang Ming was showing off his potato chips, saying that they were high-end foreign goods, and let me and Zhang Meng eat them, because I refused because there was something, and only Zhang Meng ate them.

It didn't take long to hear that Tang Ming and Zhang Meng were dead, and they both had hallucinations before they died, so they suspected that it was related to potato chips.

Recording my words, the Authority people quickly got to work.

The intervention of the state forces made things progress very quickly.

In addition to Tang Ming and Zhang Meng, there were two other deceased, who, like Zhang Meng, died in a small place and never been found.

And the only person who is still alive is called Luo Qiang.

In the face of the Authority, Luo Qiang collapsed directly, he said that after eating the potato chips, a ghost kept pestering him, asking him to distribute the potato chips to other people, as long as they were distributed to six people, he would survive.

And that packet of potato chips, no matter how you eat them, the quantity will not decrease.

When the Authority, which was supposed to be suspicious, heard this statement, it immediately felt that Luo Qiang had gone crazy, and in Luo Qiang's crying, he took away the potato chips and sent them to the Research Institute of Xinhai First Hospital for testing.

What the Authority will do next, I don't care anymore.

I found the potato chips, and all that was left was how to get the potato chips out of the hospital research institute.

Before I could think of a way, I unexpectedly received a call from the village chief.

"Village chief, what's wrong?"

"Xiaolong, your parents have already gone on a trip."

"I know."

"Can you come back then?"

"Something went wrong with the ancient tomb?" My heart tightened.

The village chief repeatedly denied: "No, no." It's your uncle's business, alas, this, I'm embarrassed to say it. ”

I know the village chief's uncle.

His real name is Huang Wenquan, his parents and wife died early, and he relied on helping people sharpen kitchen knives and scissors everywhere to pull his son Huang Cheng up, Huang Cheng is also promising, runs an advertising company, and bought a house in the county a few years ago.

In my impression, Uncle Quan is honest and not good at words. What could he do? It also made the village chief embarrassed to speak.

New sprouts from old trees? But what does this have to do with me.

"Village Chief, what's wrong with Uncle Quan?"

The village chief sighed: "It's not your uncle, it's his son." ”

With the village chief's narration, I understood.

The matter has nothing to do with Uncle Quan, mainly his son Huang Cheng.

Huang Cheng made money and was not married in his 30s, but he had a girlfriend who had been dating for 7 or 8 years, and the relationship between the two was not bad, because he didn't want children, and the woman had several miscarriages for him.

Seeing that he was getting older and older, Huang Cheng moved the idea of getting married and having children, and at this time, his girlfriend was pregnant again, so he simply married his son.

I don't know if it's because I've had too many abortions and injured my body, or because I'm tired from the wedding, and my eight-month-old child is stillborn.

Huang Cheng was naturally sad, but the child was already dead, and there was no way, so he buried the child in an urn coffin according to the customs of the village.

From the seventh day after the burial, strange things happened frequently in the family.

My wife, who was still recuperating from her illness, always heard the cry of the child, the toys that had been prepared for the child were thrown all over the floor, and the newly bought cot always had traces of being wet.

Although nothing happened, the family was not at peace all day long.

After talking about Huang Cheng, the village chief said: "Xiaolong, we wonder if the place where the child is buried has not been chosen well, so I would like to ask you to come back and have a look." ”

I was a little hesitant, not because I didn't want to help.

It's that the spirits are rampant here, and although the people in the lab won't eat the packet of potato chips, no one can guarantee that something will happen.

Seeing that I hesitated, the village chief obviously misunderstood, and snorted: "It's okay, if it's inconvenient, forget it, I'll go to your third uncle and them, they have helped your grandfather so many times, they should be able to deal with it." ”

I thought about it, and I also felt that this was not a big deal, and the third uncle should be able to handle it.

So he said: "It's okay, village chief, you let the third uncle try them first, and tell me if there is a problem, it's not that I don't want to help, but something happened here." ”

"Understand, understand, I'll tell your third uncle that if they can't figure it out, I'll call you again."

"Okay, you tell the third uncle to be careful."

Hanging up the phone, I focused on Zhao Yi again.

Now that technology is advanced and surveillance is everywhere, I don't have the guts to steal and rob, the only way is to use the dead.

I opened the post again, wanting to see if I could find any clues, but I didn't want to open it to see that the old post, which had sunk a few years ago, had been topped.

An ID called a person who has forgotten the past, and he sent several replies in a row, talking about this potato chip incident.

Word spread so fast?

I'm sure I've forgotten that it's the people in the neighborhood in the past, after all, this has just been discovered, and no one outside knows about it.

However, I was a little surprised that the other party was able to find this post in the first place.

Either the person believes it was a ghost and did an accurate search like I did, or they have been following the post.