Yang Xiaobao looked calm and could not see his psychological activities at all.
"The key is that the fourth family came over and the trouble was very big, so we were delayed a little time."
The dark-faced man said.
His cheeks were thin and he called Awei and said, "What do you say?"
"It must be for the boss to lose money, after all, people die here."
Hearing this, Yang Xiaobao understood where the two of them were going.
"Okay, this doesn't matter to us. Let's go back to sleep." The old man in his fifties looked at Yang Xiaobao and said.
The three of them walked towards their dormitory, while Yang Xiaobao pretended to take things and opened the trunk.
After they walked for a few minutes, Yang Xiaobao closed the trunk and tiptoed to the door of their dormitory.
Then I heard a quarrel inside.
"I said Awei, do you want to tell the truth to the young man named Yang?"
It was the voice of the man in his fifties.
"What are you talking nonsense? How could I tell others that kind of thing?"
"Hmph, I think you just want to tell him about that." It was the voice of the dark-faced man, "Don't refuse to admit it."
"Now three are dead, who knows who will be next?" Awei said.
"We'll leave tomorrow!" said the man in his fifties. "No matter if he can't get the money, he'll leave tomorrow."
"Boss, this is not possible. We hired a Taoist priest and spent a lot of money. We had to get the wages before leaving." said the dark-faced man.
"That's right, boss, otherwise we will have nothing to do during this period." Awei said.
After a while of silence inside, Yang Xiaobao heard the man in his fifties sigh and said, "Tomorrow we will go to Mr. Lin's company to ask for money, and we must get the money back."
Then there was another silence.
Then, a creaking sound was heard, the door was opened, a man's head was stretched out, and he looked around.
I didn't see anyone, so I shrank back.
After the door was closed, Yang Xiaobao slowly stood up from the darkness.
Fortunately, he hid in time just now, otherwise he would have been discovered by that dark-faced guy.
Yang Xiaobao slowly walked back to his dormitory, and was still very puzzled.
What exactly is the thing they are talking about?
From listening to their conversation, Yang Xiaobao knew that the deaths of those three people must be related to what they said.
Did that Awei tell him that?
It seems that he needs to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Awei.
Yang Xiaobao called Lin Tairan and told Lin Tairan what he had just heard of.
It mainly talks about their wages.
Lin Tairan sighed and said, "If they really come to the company to ask for money, I can't refuse to give this money. Xiaobao, you know, the wages of migrant workers cannot be owed."
Why doesn’t Yang Xiaobao know this?
But he said, "Mr. Lin, you can give them the money, but can you delay it for a day, until the day after tomorrow, is it okay?"
"Xiaobao, is there any difference between these two days?" Lin Tairan asked.
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Of course there is a difference. Just listen to me and delay it for a day."
"Can you find out the truth this day?"
Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "It should be possible."
"Then I'll delay it for another day," said Lin Tairan, "This is nothing to me."
After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaobao and his eyes looked at each other yesterday until the early morning. Then he went to the highest point of the construction site, hid in the darkness, and waited quietly.
He looked around the construction site and did not see any wandering souls or ghosts, let alone resentful ghosts.
It seems that it is wrong to say that this construction site was a cemetery before.
Just like yesterday, Yang Xiaobao took him to bed in the dormitory until after four o'clock in the morning.
That night, I still found nothing and saw nothing.
Yang Xiaobao returned to the dormitory and slept until the afternoon.
He was woken up by a noise.
Yang Xiaobao walked out in confusion and saw many workers standing outside, talking enthusiastically about something.
Yang Xiaobao grabbed someone and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Nothing happened. Today we went to the boss's company to ask for a salary."
Yang Xiaobao said oh, and asked calmly: "How is the result?"
"Mr. Lin has agreed to us and said that we will pay us a salary tomorrow." The guy said with an excited look on his face, "I can finally go back!"
"That's great."
Yang Xiaobao said, turning around and walking towards his dormitory.
He saw the man with thin cheeks and a name named Awei standing in the crowd, staring at him.
Yang Xiaobao walked into his dormitory as if he hadn't seen him at all.
Since Lin Tairan agreed to give them wages, the success or failure will only last for this night.
This is also the third night, I wonder if that "thing" will come.
On this day, he stayed in the dormitory except for eating.
Even Lin Yingwan called him out to play and he pushed him.
Until after 11 o'clock in the evening, Yang Xiaobao never left the house.
Maybe because I got my salary tomorrow, the construction site is much more lively than usual.
They decided to leave here after getting their salary, so they had to have a big drink before leaving.
These workers bought a lot of cold dishes and cheap liquor, gathered together to eat and drink, and talked about all kinds of fun things.
Seeing this lively scene, I seemed to have forgotten the previous events of the dead.
They also selectively forgot Yang Xiaobao and left him alone in the dormitory.
Yang Xiaobao didn't care about these things, and was a little happy.
While everyone was still lively, he quietly slipped to the place where he had been hiding for the past two days.
Sitting on the high pod, Yang Xiaobao listened to these workers playing tricks and drinking.
They didn't leave until after one o'clock in the morning.
After the construction site calmed down, Yang Xiaobao breathed a long sigh of relief.
The workers drank, taking advantage of Yang Xiaobao's wishes.
Only after drinking can they sleep even harder and will they not know what will happen.
Yang Xiaobao waited patiently until three in the morning.
Just when he thought that "thing" would not come again, he suddenly saw a figure floating in the distance.
Judging from the outline of this figure, it is undoubtedly an individual.
But the figure's walking posture is very strange.
The correct statement is that this person has no movement to walk at all.
It is said to be walking, but the more correct thing is slippage.
Because there is nothing to move on both legs.
When the figure floated under the street light, Yang Xiaobao saw a thick black gas shrouded around it.
This black gas is like a moth under a layer of lamps.
Seeing this situation, Yang Xiaobao was delighted and knew that what he should come, but he finally came.