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【005】The boiled duck really wants to fly

The situation in the old house is still the same. The worker's wife came from afar to see him on Thursday and brought him the rice dumplings at home. Eating rice dumplings in this season is a rare thing. It was originally brought from far away places, but it was not convenient to carry them all, so I brought them a few.

On Thursday, I quietly stayed in the dormitory with my wife, and took it out and ate it secretly while there was no one.

Suddenly a sneer came from the roof; after a sneer, a sharp female voice came; "Hehe, the rice dumplings are good and delicious," the voice was short and crisp, and spoke quickly. After the sound stopped, it could not be distinguished in a short period of time.

Although I couldn't tell the exact location of the pronunciation, the sound really scared the couple on Thursday. Their mouths were filled with rice dumplings, and they couldn't speak, so they could only stare at me, and I looked at you, and I didn't dare to move.

At first they thought it was the workmen who were playing tricks and deliberately made noises to scare them, but after a quiet observation for a while, the weird sound rang out again, sometimes like a baby crying "Woo wow wow wow wow", sometimes like a duck "Gaga" and sometimes like a secluded sound from the ground. In short, hearing it makes your scalp numb and you get goose bumps all over your body.

The couple dared to stay in the house forever, so they quickly spit out the rice dumplings and ran out of the dormitory room. They didn't dare to go back alone, so they could only go to the construction site to work until they got off work and returned to the dormitory with other workers.

Not long after that happened, on a clear and sunny afternoon in autumn, one was to celebrate the payment of the first batch of project funds as scheduled, and the other was that the construction site was going to inspect the construction site. Liu Shigong and others went to buy a plate of pork head meat and a plate of peanuts, and asked someone to buy a chicken to stew for it.

When the work was done, a dining table was set up under the huge shade of the old house, and several supervisors and team leaders were called to come and have a small gathering. Everything was ready. When the general construction came, Liu Cheng urged him several times. The general construction had been staying in the temporary office and talked with the secretary without coming out.

In order not to stop the matter, Liu Shigong asked the cook to bring out the chief dish.

The chief dish was the stewed chicken. When the chef went to the kitchen to uncover the lid of the pot, she almost fainted. It was obviously a chicken, but why did it turn into a duck?

The cook brought the duck out, and Lao Liu asked strangely: "Are you making a mistake? I think you killed a chicken, why did it turn into a duck?"

The cook was speechless and didn't know how to answer the construction question for a while. Someone joked: "The duck is also good, the meat is tender and the taste is fresh." As he said that, he stretched out his chopsticks and picked it up and put it into his mouth. He chewed for a while and nodded and said, "Well, the cooking skills are good..."

At this moment, General Construction asked me to come and eat, so I asked Liu Shigong and others to eat slowly.

It was originally used to please his superiors, but the superiors did not come and even the cooked chicken flew away. Is it strange that Liu Shigong had a depressed meal, and it was inexplicable.

When the dinner was over, Liu Shigong wiped the oil from his face, looked like he was full of wine and food. When he was picking his teeth with a toothpick, he always carried his hands on his back, and his big belly was full of stool and walked over with steady steps.

"Old Liu, have you seen a dog running here with a duck in his arms?"

Liu Shigong burped and stared at the other party in confusion. "Duck," the duck who had just entered the Wudian Temple flashed immediately in his mind. It turned out that this boss had just had a private dinner with his secretary in the office.

"Yes, Xiaofang, I killed a duck in the restaurant "Yes Come Again" that I just delivered it a few minutes ago. I turned my back and disappeared."

The stuttering of a few seconds of construction shows a problem, that is, he is not as simple as eating ducks in the office, but stealing fish... It is because of stealing fish, the cooked ducks will fly.

However, Liu Shigong did not dare to take the lead. The other party said that the duck was taken away by a dog, so he admitted that the duck was the consequence of their eating. It is conceivable that Liu Shigong smiled and said, "I really didn't see it. Why don't you go and find out if you have the dementia for you?" That's what he said, but he wondered who was the duck and the chicken.

"Okay, if there is no, there will be no more. Let's talk about the progress of the project,"

Liu Shigong's doubts were not resolved yet. The general construction company called for a job to discuss the work. He couldn't be distracted and had to make preparations for the response. If the data was answered incorrectly, he would really not be able to take it.

The two construction workers are discussing work. In addition to the supervisor, they can continue to stay, and the others are removed and rest.

The cook is an honest rural woman. When she went shopping for vegetables in the past, she heard rumors that this old house was haunted. Today is the fourth time she has experienced strange phenomena herself. She is uneasy and really scared.

The general construction and Liu Construction discussed the progress of the project for a while. The secretary checked the accounts and then left the old house.

As soon as the general construction company left, Liu started working hard. He shouted all the team leaders, supervisors, and workers. He felt that what had happened before was too incredible. It was not like a ghost, but rather a man-made one, so he gathered people to search every corner of the old house.

The demented man looked at him silly, Liu Shigong and others were busy in the house, and the chef was holding a kitchen knife in his hand. Although he was afraid, he was crowded with people and had increased his courage. He shouted and searched the house in a carpet-style search.

Among the people who searched along with him was his wife on Thursday. She was timid, and she encountered such ghost things when she first came. She was right beside her, and she was talking nonsense, and she was vague and black shadow, coming and going without a trace. It exists all the time, staying by people with bad luck, and people with bad luck will see it.

They were already feeling guilty, but when they heard what their wife said on Thursday, they all wanted to retreat... If Liu Shigong hadn't been energetic and shouted hard, they might have run away.

In this way, they searched inside and outside the house, but found nothing. Everyone was exhausted and finally had to disperse and rest.

In the middle of the night, Liu Shigong felt that there was movement outside the window, and he got up nervously. With the alcoholism, he had not yet passed, so he plucked up three tendons and picked up the wooden stick placed at the head of the bed and tiptoed out. Because he poured cold water on the door shaft in advance, there was no sound when he opened the door. Just then, he was caught off guard and appeared behind the ghost. He pinched the wooden stick tightly, stabilized his body, tried his best to restrain the panic in his heart, and he looked at the back of the black shadow's head with a very accurate blow. He raised the stick and fell. The wooden stick brought a gust of wind. He felt that the wooden stick was really hitting the back of the ghost's head, and made a very dull sound...
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