Since my employer sent me a text message asking me to go to the attic and check it out, although I felt very repelled, I had no other choice. Who made me want to make this money?

So, I held up the flashlight and walked up the stairs to the third floor again.

This time it can be said that I am familiar with the road, and I went up to the third floor very quickly.

When passing by the corridor, I glanced at one of the doors...

That door was the small room with the bathtub that was originally closed but then pushed open by me.

result……

The strange thing is that the door I pushed open before actually closed itself again, and it was also closed tightly?

hiss……

I'm just confused?

I remember that before going downstairs, I pushed the door open and let it dry. Why did I close it again?!

However, now is not the time to think about this, so just leave it alone.

When I was thinking about this, I had already reached the bottom of the small wooden stairs. I first shined a flashlight on the top, and then stepped on the creaking wooden stairs and entered the low attic.

The attic was still dark and narrow, nothing strange, it was almost exactly the same as before I left.

A small bed, a mirror on a wooden table, and an old wheelchair...

After finding nothing unusual, I directly raised my flashlight and shined it on the table...

Sure enough, there was a candle there!

No!

It's not a complete candle, just half, half a white candle.

In the 1990s, wires were generally aging, and there were always power outages at home, so candles were considered a daily necessity. However, power outages rarely occur now, so no candles are prepared at home.

Commonly used candles come in two colors, red and white. Generally, red ones sell the best. After all, white candles sometimes look scary.

The half white candle on the table must have been used by someone before. It burned until only half of it was left, because you can clearly see that the candle oil that flowed down is stuck to the table.

It seems that the task in the text message is to let me light this candle!

I don't smoke, and I don't have matches or lighters with me, but according to the message, there should be matches in the desk drawer.

So I hunched over and moved two steps towards the table, opened the top drawer, and sure enough I saw a box of matches in the drawer.

As soon as I picked up the matchbox, I was attracted by the pattern on it!

Because the pattern on the matchbox is very strange, it looks like an anchor, which is the "anchor" used on ships.

Turning it over, there are indeed two big characters "Iron Anchor" written on the back, or are they all in traditional Chinese?

There are four small characters in the four corners, which together are the words "Please use domestic products". The bottom line says XX Match Factory, and the fonts are arranged from right to left, and they are all in traditional Chinese.

Character.

It seems like this is a box of "Iron Anchor" matches?

Open the matchbox and take out one. The match heads in your impression are all red, but this one is black.

His grandma’s…

It’s really weird everywhere?!

Because I have already seen that this matchbox is obviously not a current product. It seems to be an old item from the Republic of China?

However, if you think about it calmly...

Since the small building was built a hundred years ago, it doesn’t seem particularly strange to have a box of matchboxes that were also built a hundred years ago in the drawer?

The question now is whether this box of matches from a hundred years ago can be struck. This is the most important issue!

Because if a match can’t strike, how can you light a candle?!

Anyway, now that things have come to this, I plan to strike a match and give it a try...

If I can't light the candle, it doesn't mean that I haven't completed the task. Anyway, I did it in accordance with the employer's requirements.

I only have two hands, one holding the matchbox and the other holding the flashlight.

So, I first put the flashlight on the wooden table, and after freeing my hands, I took out a match from the matchbox and struck it hard on the matchbox!

Unexpectedly, I successfully struck a match the first time!

only……

The match was struck, and the flames on it looked a little strange, mainly because of the color.

How to say?

Not a warm yellow, but a dark green, like the color of preserved eggs?

The flame is not very bright and the color is wrong. Could it be that the match has expired?

Do matches also expire?

well……

Why do you care so much?

I held the match directly to the candle. I thought it would be time-consuming to light the candle with this small flame, but it was much easier than I thought.

Almost the same second the match came close to the candle, the candle was lit!!!

When I saw the candle light up, I felt a little relieved. Although the flame of the candle was only as big as a pea, the flame was orange-yellow and looked normal...

The attic was also up, the candles were lit, and I did everything I needed to do, all according to the text messages.

I exhaled a breath and thought to myself, the task is finally completed, right?

Slowly straightening up, I was ready to leave this suffocating little attic...

But at this moment...

The phone vibrated again!

I quickly took it out and saw that the phone number ending in 4444 was full of messages and sent another text message.

The content of the text message is: Sit in front of the mirror and stare at yourself in the mirror for 1 minute!

When I saw this text message, the anger I had been holding in my heart suddenly burst out!

Damn it, I want to throw the phone, but the phone is mine, so I can only be angry in my heart!!!

Paralyzed?

Are you kidding me?

Just light candles. It’s not reliable in the first place. I’ve done this for you, why are you letting me sit here for one minute?

There are no stools here. Is it possible for me to sit in that wheelchair?

I will not sit in this wheelchair, not entirely because a person has died in this chair before, but also because I have read the strange legend of Fengmen Village on the Internet. It is said that there is a Taishi chair at the entrance of the village, and whoever sits on it can get it.

Tough luck!

Can I sit on such an unclean chair casually?!

Although I was manipulated by those damn text messages and came to the attic in order to earn these 3,000 yuan, I couldn't just listen to him in everything, right?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get!

Thinking of this, I picked up my phone and prepared to send a text message to the number ending in 4444.

I said to him: I'm sorry, I have met all your requirements, but you still go the extra mile and are not satisfied. I earn you 3,000 yuan. I can't always be led by the nose and listen to you in everything. This chair is

I won’t sit on something that has been used by dead people!!!

After typing so many words quickly, I pressed the send button...

As a result, my text message was not sent?

I quickly took a closer look and saw that my phone had no signal at all!!!
Chapter completed!