Chapter 45: The Everywhere Black Mist
However, in the greenhouse, although the shed cloth was opened today, it was still very hot inside, Zhang Jianwei also grew up in the county since he was a child, and these picking things were also exposed to it, and he saw more, and he didn't feel anything unusual.
"It's too hot here, let's go out. Zhang Jianwei asked Zhu Yuyan.
"Good. Zhu Yuyan replied with fine sweat hanging from the tip of his nose and a smile.
"I don't know when your roommate came, the vegetable production in our greenhouse increased a lot in September, but my sister and I went to school, my dad and my mom couldn't pick it, and the cellar was expanded to store vegetables, and the whole farmhouse was a bit messy, and it may not be well entertained." Zhu Yuyan thought about it and said embarrassedly.
"He said it was good here. Zhang Jianwei replied absentmindedly.
He grabbed a key point from Zhu Yuyan's answer, the cellar was expanded in September, if there was no problem with this farmhouse before, then this cellar is the main reason for causing the ghosts, of course, there are other possibilities.
Zhang Jianwei is not good at asking about the cellar, which has nothing to do with his own travel, but with a direction, it is convenient to act at night.
Coming back from the picking garden, Zhang Jianwei said that he was going to take a lunch break, Zhu Yuyan didn't mention anything else, but said that if it was okay in the afternoon, they could eat together, Zhang Jianwei originally wanted to refuse, but he thought that if he came to the farmhouse, he just slept, and it was strange not to eat a meal, and now this ghost thing is barely a clue, the problem is that if he guesses wrong, the expansion of the cellar has nothing to do with the upper body of the ghost, then everything has to start from scratch, and if it is not good, it will have to live for a few days, and the relationship cannot be too stiff, so he agreed to eat together in the afternoon。
When I returned to the room, I lay on the bed, thinking of Zhu Yuyan, I am handsome and have a good figure, this is one thing, but now girls are very reasonable, and the appearance of things can be happy for a while, but I can't get a lifetime of stability, Zhu Yuyan is so concerned about herself, I guess I still see myself coming out alone in the Golden Week.
This kind of trip is just about leaving, and only Xiao Wenqing, who has a good family background, can do it, and they are basically single, which is probably the reason why Zhu Yuyan sees himself so generous.
Zhang Jianwei thought to himself, if she knew that she was just a little brother who was delivering food in Chang'an City after her parents died, would she still be as enthusiastic as before.
I guess I want to find these things at night, I'm afraid there is no way to practice and rest, simply, this will practice first, after three times of Xuanwu Zhenjue, I took a cold shower, comfortably wrapped the quilt and slept, recuperated, and prepared for the big action at night.
At about six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhu Yuyan came to Zhang Jianwei and took him to the restaurant for dinner.
After all, as a classmate of Zhu Yuyan in name, the eyes of the family looking at Zhang Jianwei are a little interesting, and it is also true, if it is a real classmate, it is a big holiday, and he specially travels to other people's hometowns, and he is alone, isn't it obviously interesting.
Originally, Zhu Yuyan's father wanted to call Zhang Jianwei to come over for dinner together, but fortunately Zhu Yuyan stopped him, that's it, when Zhang Jianwei only ordered four vegetarian dishes, Zhu Yuyan's father forced a dry fried chicken.
Naturally, the food money has to be given, Zhang Jianwei ate a chicken for nothing, how can he be embarrassed to reduce the meal money again, this is the bottom line of being a man.
After eating, the weather was still early, and there was actually no fun and beautiful scenery around, so Zhu Yuyan invited Zhang Jianwei to play badminton in the yard, and he gladly accepted.
As the sky darkens, the air around you gets colder and colder.
Originally, the badminton was playing well, but for some reason, a strange wind began to blow from the messy place, Zhang Jianwei opened his yin and yang eyes, and the black fog rolling around him became thick.
When I came in the morning, the black fog was still floating at my feet, almost up to my knees, and at a glance, the whole farmhouse seemed to be on a black lake, and the buildings were like islands.
And with the opening of the yin and yang eyes, there was a strange shout in the ear, as if it was in the ear, but it was fleeting.
People walked in the yard, bringing up a fog, and the mist rolled, like countless pairs of struggling hands, weakly grasping around, and hanging down weakly.
"Brother Zhang, what's wrong?" asked Zhu Yuyan as he looked at Zhang Jianwei, who was deep in thought.
"It's nothing, it's just a little cold, this will be forgotten, I'll go there for some personal matters, see you tomorrow." Zhang Jianwei glanced at the surrounding fog, and as the sun set little by little, the fog became more and more arrogant.
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow. Zhu Yuyan put away the badminton racket a little reluctantly, Zhang Jianwei waved at her, turned around and walked to his room.
The more rippling the fog was, the more convenient it was for Zhang Jianwei to see where it came from.
At dinner in the afternoon, Zhang Jianwei casually asked the entrance of the cellar, and was actually at the end of the row of bungalows in his room, checking the changes in the fog, and consciously walked to the cellar to take a look.
The door of the cellar is in the corner of the wall, and at this time, under the gaze of Yin and Yang Eyes, it slowly swallows out the mist like a spring, but the movement is not large, and the sky is dark, if it is not a destination in the first place, it is still a little difficult to find these anomalies.
At this time, it was only eight o'clock in the evening, the sun had just set, and the surroundings were hazy, and from time to time people came and went, and it was not easy to move.
If you want to go down to the cellar, you have to make some noise, the only advantage is that the cameras of the farmhouse are basically aimed at the guest rooms, restaurants, it is estimated that it is afraid of any accidents to find evidence, and the greenhouses and cellars are not covered.
Otherwise, Zhang Jianwei would have to find another way to avoid these cameras, although there must be nothing of value in the cellar, but it was discovered, and he had to explain for a long time.
So, go back to your room in peace and wait for it to get dark.
Back to the room, bored watching TV, opened the yin and yang eyes to take a look, these black gas is also very strange, don't go to the room, the door is closed, the room is clean, there is nothing, as if these fog have their own intelligence, this is very scary.
Zhu Yuyan called the landline in the room once, and Zhang Jianwei only said that he slept and then got along well.
I finally waited until after twelve o'clock in the evening, turned off the lights, and listened to the only occasional wind outside to blow the plastic shuttle of the greenhouse.
tiptoed open the door, looked left and right, and walked to the cellar, the camera here looked at the position before coming, although there is a camera in this row of houses, but Zhang Jianwei's room is the last one, and the range of the camera seems to want to take into account the greenhouse, so it just happens that this side can't be seen, this is Zhang Jianwei's direct speculation based on the direction of the camera lens, it may not be accurate, but if nothing strange happens tonight, then no one will generally go back to watch the video, be careful, there should be no big problem。
There is no need to open the yin and yang eyes, out of the door, the temperature below the waist and the temperature above the waist are completely different, it feels obvious, it seems that the black fog has risen again.