Zhu Yikun immediately changed his words: "He has the most generous temperament, so you can't do such an impolite thing as being late." ”

Lin Jianxian had another messy electric sound, and after half a minute had passed, he continued: "I may not be able to come today......

"Huh?" Zhu Yikun was shocked, and asked with wide eyes, "Are you kidding me?" ”

"No, I'm not kidding you." Lin Jianxian denied it, and then pleaded with Zhu Yikun in a hissing voice, "Old Zhu, I'm so scared...... Please, Mr. Xie, save me......"

The words came to an abrupt end.

"Lao Lin?"

Zhu Yikun couldn't even hear the current sound, and put down the phone to take a look, only to know that the call was directly hung up by Lin Jianxian.

This time Rao is Zhu Yikun couldn't help but say: "This ......"

Xie Yinxue put down the teacup, raised her eyes and looked at Zhu Yikun and said, "What do you know?" What's going on over there, tell me about it first. ”

The person concerned, Lin Jianxian, is not here, and he can't come, so now he can only do this.

"Okay." Therefore, Zhu Yikun sighed and told Xie Yinxue about what happened to Lin Jianxian, "Although I met Lao Lin yesterday, his affairs have to start eight days ago——"

Eight days ago, the night before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lin Jianxian had just returned from his tour of the newly built building he was building, and he was so tired and irritable that he fell asleep on the sofa as soon as he got home.

As for Lin Jianxian, the big boss, he has no time to rest and has to personally inspect the construction site, because half a month ago, an accident suddenly occurred on the new real estate building.

A worker fell from an eighteen-story building because he was not wearing a safety belt for working at height, and died on the spot.

Lin Jianxian was afraid that this incident would affect his real estate construction progress and reputation, so he spent money to cover it up, but it seemed that the compensation to his relatives was not in place, Lin Jianxian saw the relatives of the deceased running to his company to cry, and crying to his office, he was so noisy by the crying that he had a headache and didn't even dare to stay in the company longer. Now he still goes to the construction site every day and personally supervises the workers to work, I am afraid that there will be any worker who does not have a long memory, refuses to wear a safety belt for aerial work, and kills himself, not to mention, and he will be guilty.

Seven days later, the first seven nights after the worker's death, Lin Jianxian, who was sleeping at home, suddenly had a dream, in which a person whose face could not be seen clearly kept muttering a series of phone numbers to him, and his voice was terrible and weird, which woke Lin Jianxian up after a while.

It just so happened that the next second after he woke up, his mobile phone rang too.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden quiet phone call in the house, not to mention it, and it was easy to think of something terrifying, so Lin Jianxian, who had not yet calmed down from the nightmare, was scared again.

After he calmed down, his phone also stopped ringing and vibrating.

But Lin Jianxian didn't think it was a big problem, although he didn't receive a call, but wouldn't it be okay to call back?

However, when Lin Jianxian unlocked his phone and opened the call log, he was shocked to find that he had no missed calls at all.

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"Well, it already feels evil enough to hear this, right?" Zhu Yikun stopped talking about this, poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat and rested.

Xie Yinxue said: "Actually, it's okay. ”

Liu Buhua also felt that this supernatural event was unremarkable: "Boss Zhu, you are also the one who went to bypass the two turns in the 'Lock Changsheng', this level of strange things shouldn't scare you, right?" ”

"It's not that it scares me, the person who is scared is my hair." Zhu Yikun lowered his voice, and mysteriously continued, "Besides, the more evil things are still to come—"

Since then, Lin Jianxian has received a phone call without caller ID every night at 12 o'clock at midnight.

The first few times Lin Jianxian slept early and didn't receive it, and then he simply didn't sleep, just sat next to his mobile phone and waited for the phone to ring, and then immediately drew the answer button, so that the phone was connected, but no one answered on the phone.

"Hey, hey?"

Lin Jianxian shouted twice into the speaker, but he could still only hear some noisy and faint electric currents, as if the owner of the call was in a place with a very bad signal.

"Why doesn't anyone speak?"

Lin Jianxian muttered in wonder, and after he finished reading this sentence, there was a loud sound of "呀" on his mobile phone, like the movement of an object falling to the ground. At this time, the call duration jumped to the 14th second, and after the muffled ring, the phone was hung up.

And regardless of whether Lin Jianxian received the call or not, there would never be any call history about the call in his mobile phone.

Lin Jianxian went to consult the mobile phone repair staff, and they said that the situation may be a virus in the phone, or someone is playing a prank.

After listening to it, he also thought that someone was playing a prank, and nine times out of ten it was the family of the worker who fell from the eighteenth floor, after all, they were dissatisfied with the compensation, and they all ran to his office to cry.

It would be better if this was the case, anyway, no one spoke on the phone, and he would only call once a night, which didn't have a big impact on his life, and Lin Jianxian could comfort himself that this was a prank.

But there is another thing that he can no longer comfort himself: that is, the dream he was woken up from on the night when Lin Jianxian received a nameless call for the first time.

In the dream, someone read a string of phone numbers in his ear, and the distance seemed to be answering a phone call, but the voice of the person who spoke was hoarse and unpleasant, and it was particularly strange and gloomy.

Lin Jianxian would have this dream every time he closed his eyes and fell asleep, until he woke up to get a temporary calm, in just a few days, the whole person has been tormented by nightmares to the bottom of his eyes are blue and black, languishing, compared to the phone that opens at twelve o'clock every night is nothing at all.

Hearing this, Xie Yinxue held the teacup and paused, raised her eyes to look at Zhu Yikun and asked, "Boss Zhu, your friend won't make the phone call in his dream later, right?" ”

When Zhu Yikun heard Xie Yinxue ask, he was embarrassed and laughed twice.

Xie Yinxue saw his expression, even if he didn't open his mouth to answer, he knew the answer.

Sure enough, two seconds later, Zhu Yikun whispered: "Hit ......"

Liu Buhua exclaimed: "Wow, what a bold man." ”

"It's best not to make the phone call you dreamed of in your dream, if it's an ordinary call, if it's-" Xie Yinxue also frowned, he didn't say the rest of the words directly, but Zhu Yikun and Liu Buhua could understand what he meant, "In the case of your friend, that phone call is obviously not the former, why did he call recklessly?" ”

"Yes, I asked him the same thing, and he said that he didn't know what was wrong, as if he was confused by a ghost, and he just thought that he had to call by himself." Zhu Yikun patted his thigh and hated that iron could not become steel, "If I dreamed of this kind of thing, my first reaction would definitely be to find someone to investigate the situation of the phone call, Lao Lin went to ask his mobile phone, but he didn't find someone to investigate the number in the dream, and called directly, I also felt speechless." ”

Xie Yinxue asked softly, "What about after he hit?" ”

Liu Buhua also followed up and asked: "Is that number the number the number from the crematorium?" ”

Zhu Yikun opened his mouth and was about to answer Xie Yinxue's question, when he turned his eyes to him after hearing Liu Buhua's question.

Liu Buhua thought that she had guessed correctly, so she explained: "Many horrors and movies have developed like this. ”

"That's right." Zhu Yikun let out a long sigh, "But I'm obviously more unlucky to be small, because that number is the phone number of Anfuyuan's guard room." ”

"Anfuyuan?" Liu Buhua sighed, "The name of this place sounds very auspicious." ”

"Not only auspicious, but also good feng shui, it is the most expensive cemetery in our city." Zhu Yikun continued, "I will also be buried there when I die." ”

Only then did Liu Buhua react: "That string of numbers is the phone number of the cemetery?" ”

"Has Boss Zhu's position been chosen? Say it. Xie Yinxue also bent her eyes and smiled, "I'll help you check the feng shui, and Xie will go to see you when I have time in the future." ”

"Mr. Xie, don't tease me, I'm still waiting for you to save my life." Zhu Yikun cried out in pain, clasped his hands together and begged Xie Yinxue for mercy, "Don't you know, since he finished calling that phone number, it's like opening a magic box, and he has encountered more and more terrifying things——"

For example, the phone that came on time at 12 o'clock every night and was answered but there was no sound is now starting to be spoken.

During the day that day, after Lin Jianxian used his mobile phone to call the string of numbers with his memory, he nervously waited for the other party to pick it up, but he didn't wait for the other party to pick it up, he took the initiative to hang up the phone, because he heard the ringtone on the phone saying: "Hello, this is Anfuyuan Cemetery......"

Lin Jianxian didn't know what the ringtone said later, he gasped and pressed the phone when he heard the word "cemetery", and his eyes were full of disbelief - the phone number he heard repeatedly in his dreams was actually a cemetery?

He didn't know this number from other sources, but every night in his sleep, a man whose face couldn't see clearly whispered in his ear repeatedly, and wrote it down when Lin Jianxian himself could memorize it backwards.

But how could he have such a dream?

Could it be that the dead worker came to ask for his life?

I don't know if the source of the phone call in the dream was too shocking, or this self-doubting speculation frightened him, in short, Lin Jianxian had a messy nightmare that day, and finally fell asleep on the sofa driven by exhaustion.

As a result, this time in his sleep, he no longer dreamed that someone was repeatedly reading the phone number of the Anfuyuan cemetery in his ear.

What he dreamed of was ...... The scene where I sleep on the sofa in the villa.

It was a very strange angle, obviously in his dream, but he was looking at himself from the perspective of a third person, and he couldn't control his behavior in the dream, he slowly wandered to his body on the sofa, and finally stopped, aiming at his body's ears......

He began to read the phone number he knew by heart.

This extremely weird and terrifying scene made Lin Jianxian feel terrified, his bones were cold and his hair stood up, ordinary people were afraid that they would wake up on the spot if they had such a nightmare, but Lin Jianxian still didn't wake up when he dreamed of this.

He tried to open his mouth to wake himself up by shouting at a high level, but all that could come out of his lips was every number in the number.

No matter how frightened and frightened he was, he couldn't stop reciting the phone number over and over in his ear, only the voice grew gloomy and hoarse as he panicked and feared and recited repeatedly, and finally overlapped with the strange and oozing voice he had dreamed every night!

I don't know how long it took, as if a long night had finally dawned, Lin Jianxian found that he couldn't hear his phone number repeatedly, because a louder voice in the room overshadowed him.

- That's the ringtone of your own phone.

Lin Jianxian was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone, his eyes widened, and when he woke up, he found that he was lying on the sofa as in a dream, a faint night light was lit in the living room, and the atmosphere in the room was as silent as a cemetery, except that the vibrating mobile phone was still ringing like a terrible scream.

He pressed the answer button again with a trembling hand, and this time, someone on the phone spoke:

"Hey, hey?"

The person on the mobile phone shouted "Hey, hey" two or three times, Lin Jianxian felt very familiar when he heard his voice, but he couldn't tell where he had heard it for a while. He picked up the phone and put it to his ear, just about to communicate with the person on the other end of the phone, but at the moment when the cold screen of the phone was attached to his ear, Lin Jianxian heard the man mutter, "Why didn't anyone speak?" ”

Lin Jianxian let go of his hand in a daze, and the mobile phone fell from his fingers and slammed it on the ground, making a muffled sound of "Bah", and the phone hung up because of this, and the call duration was displayed as 14 seconds.

He swallowed, his eyes trembling down and staring at the phone screen in a daze - the call that rang at midnight at twelve o'clock finally had a call record, but the phone number of the call in the record was his own mobile phone number.

And the person who spoke on the phone just now was the first person to answer the call!

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"What do you mean? I didn't get it too clear. Liu Buhua interrupted Zhu Yikun's speech, "Did you dream that you read your phone number to yourself in your dream, and you received a call from yourself when you woke up?" ”

"yes, that's it." Zhu Yikun nodded again and again, followed by another long sigh, "The next day, when I was young, I immediately contacted the worker's family, gave them a lot of compensation, and burned a lot of coins for the worker. ”

But it didn't help.

The workers' families would still go to Lin Jianxian's office to cry, and the dead coins that Lin Jianxian burned would also return to Lin Jianxian's pocket, and finally his dreams began to change - he no longer read Anfuyuan's phone number to his body, but asked him to call that number again, ask the grave keeper of Anfuyuan, and ask them if there was a dead person named "Lin Jianxian" in the cemetery!

Zhu Yikun finally said to Xie Yinxue: "I suspect that all these strange things are caused by the resentment of the worker who fell to the eighteenth floor and died accidentally, so he wants to ask you to do a ritual for him to exorcise evil spirits." ”

Hearing this, Liu Buhua looked at Xie Yinxue, who was sitting on the single sofa next to her, and whispered, "Hearing it like this, it seems that there are indeed some evil sects." ”

Not only is it evil, but it is also very weird, and it makes him think of the strange thing they encountered in the elevator when they rushed to Yunwei Mansion - it is minus four floors and minus eighteen, and the mobile phone signal in the elevator is not good, these related clues seem to be inextricably linked to the worker who fell to his death as mentioned by Lin Jianxian.

Later, Liu Buhua also told Zhu Yikun what happened in the elevator when they went upstairs.

"I just answered a few phone calls from Lao Lin, and the workers' grievances have spread to me?" After listening to this, Zhu Yikun thought of Lin Jianxian's performance on the phone just now, and became more and more worried about his accident, so he anxiously urged Xie Yinxue, "Mr. Xie, let's go quickly, I'm still waiting for you to save my life!" ”

The pale-cheeked young man was noncommittal, and said lightly: "Don't worry, let's talk about it later." ”

“…… I'm done. Zhu Yikun looked at Xie Yinxue with a stunned expression, "What else do you want to say?" ”

Xie Yinxue glanced at him sideways, opened her lips and said, "Tell me how Lin Jianxian contacted you." ”

Although Zhu Yikun didn't know what Xie Yinxue was asking for, since he asked, Zhu Yikun honestly explained: "He contacted me in the early hours of yesterday morning, and the phone call ......"

Twelve o'clock in the morning, to be exact.

At that time, Zhu Yikun had only fallen asleep for a long time, and now at Xie Yinxue's request to recall the situation that night, Zhu Yikun thought about it carefully, and also felt that it was strange and scary to receive a phone call at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, especially Lin Jianxian's first sentence was: "Old Zhu, I may have hit a ghost." ”