Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 15 Rules
"How could it be him!"
Zhang Yi blinked his eyes and made sure that he had seen it correctly, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of absurd delusion.
Even stranger than seeing a ghost.
"Could this be what Sister-in-law Qing said?"
He reached out and tried to take down the portrait.
As a result, before his palm could even touch the photo, Zhang Yi heard someone walking this way.
Zhang Yi quickly covered it with red cloth.
"Class leader, class leader..."
Outside the window, two shadows jumped quickly, one behind the other.
"Buzz!!"
The door to the room was pushed open, and the class leader walked in impatiently: "How many times have I told you, Lao Zhou, tomorrow, tomorrow I will make up for it, okay?"
"Master, this is not what I'm talking to you about."
Foreman Zhou followed behind and closed the door.
"The rules of our ancestors are to pretend to be gods and not ghosts. You have broken the rules."
"Lao Zhou, what do you mean?"
"You want to use Mrs. Qing as a brand, I don't object, but you forced Yang Dan to death, and tonight you have to pretend to be Mrs. Qing, pretending to be a ghost. If something goes wrong, can you afford it?"
"Lao Zhou, I didn't force Yang Dan to death. She was pregnant with my child. How could I force her to death?"
The team leader looked sadly and stared at Team Leader Zhou: "You have seen the team's business in the past two years. If we can't find the master who flatters people, the team will not last long."
"But the rules can't be messed up."
"Okay, okay, after tonight, let's invite the God of Joy and stop talking. That's it."
"Class leader, class leader,"
"Boom!"
"Hey, what a sin!"
After more than ten minutes, Zhang Yi quietly pushed the box open a crack.
So dangerous.
It seems that there are still many problems in this troupe.
He didn't care about the troupe's problems. How did he leave this place and why was his father's photo in the shrine dedicated to the God of Joy? These were what he wanted to know.
Just when Zhang Yi was about to stand up.
"Squeak..." The door was suddenly pushed open.
Zhang Yi was startled and hurriedly squatted down, leaving a small gap to take a look.
No one came in, and a crooked shadow shone through the door on the ground.
Looking at the shadow on the ground, Zhang Yi suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.
And what followed was a call that made him clenched his fists unconsciously.
"Xiao Geng!"
The voice sounded like Sandan’s, but how did he know he was here?
Besides...
The crooked shadow on the ground doesn't look like Sandan.
Glancing at the thermos bottle placed in the corner, Zhang Yi began to regret not taking the bottle with him.
"Xiao Geng, are you there? Come out quickly, the class leader is calling you."
Zhang Yi didn't move.
"Xiao Geng?"
After calling twice outside the door but receiving no response, the shadow seemed to be hesitating whether to come in or not, but never came in.
"Xiao Geng, I'm really not joking with you. If the class leader gets angry, he will definitely beat you."
The shouts outside the door gradually began to become more urgent.
However, after receiving no response, one foot began to step in cautiously.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Yi quickly put his head back into the box.
"Buzz...boom..."
Across the box, Zhang Yi heard the sound of the door being locked.
Apparently the other party not only didn't leave, but locked the door behind him.
"Xiao Geng, let's stop playing. I've seen you. Come out quickly. You're right here..."
"Boom, boom, boom,"
There was a messy rummaging sound, as if something had been knocked over and hit the ground.
"Are you really not here?"
Sandan seemed a little disappointed.
"Forget it, stop looking. Wait until the class leader can't find you, so be careful with your skin."
After complaining, Sandan seemed to be fiddling with the door pin.
"Kakakaka...buzz...boom!"
Soon, the room became completely quiet.
Gone?
Zhang Yi wanted to lift up a crack to take a look, but his hand touched the box and he still didn't have the courage to open it.
Time passed by, and Zhang Yi was lying in the box, having lost the concept of the passage of time. Just when Zhang Yi decided to push the box open and take a look.
"Bang!" made Zhang Yi's hand suddenly curl back.
This guy hasn't left yet!
"Buzz! Bang!"
He's rummaging through the box!
Zhang Yi's hair trembled as he noticed the sound of turning boxes getting closer and closer.
"Click!"
At this time, the sounds outside suddenly became quiet, and soon there was the sound of the door being opened again.
"Buzz...boom..."
"Are you leaving?"
Zhang Yi swallowed and slowly touched the lid of the box with one hand. He slowly raised his head and put his eyes against the seam of the box, preparing to open a crack and take a look outside.
However, just as his face was pressed against the gap in the box, the lid suddenly opened on its own.
To be precise, a hand slowly opened the lid of the box, and a pair of dark red eyes locked on Zhang Yi's face through the gap.
When their eyes met, Zhang Yi held his breath and just stared at the slowly opening lid of the box in front of him.
The face in front of me is not three eggs, it is rotten flesh and blood spliced together, and the nose and mouth are irregularly pieced together.
Zhang Yi could even smell the rancid smell emanating from the other party's mouth.
After staring at the shabby clothes in the box with red eyes and a puzzled look on his face, the patchwork face finally showed disappointment and anger.
"Boom!"
He slammed the lid of the box down hard, turned around and walked out the door.
The moment the other party left the room, Zhang Yi's body had collapsed in the box, and he opened his mouth to welcome the stale air.
His mind went blank. This was not the first time he had escaped death, but he had never felt that death was so close to him.
He raised his hand and saw a talisman in his hand.
On the apricot-yellow talisman, the original bright red cinnabar has faded from its original color.
[Transformation Talisman]: When attached to the body, in the eyes of evil spirits, it can transform into any object. However, the disadvantage is that it cannot be moved, and it will be invalidated if it is moved.
The other hand held a [Golden Light Talisman], which was his last resort to save his life.
But as Jasmine said, if you don't have the possibility of killing with one strike, it's best not to take action rashly, otherwise waiting for your end may be worse than death.
Zhang Yi didn't dare to stay here any longer, for fear that the other party would suddenly turn back, so after climbing out of the box, he immediately picked up the thermos pot in the corner and hurried out of the grocery room.
The apprentices in the compound have begun to stop training.
Usually they have to train until dark.
But unpacking tonight, which is destined to be a busy night, will free up an afternoon for them to have a good rest.
"Xiao Geng, come quickly. There will be buns to eat later."
Sandan was waving to him in the distance.
Zhang Yi looked at Sandan's figure and couldn't tell whether he was a human or a ghost.
The sun shone on his face, but he didn't feel hot at all. A refreshing cool breeze blew over him from time to time, but his back was so cold that he couldn't help but shiver.
He was now certain that the ghost who wanted to kill him was among the people in front of him.
Moreover, the other party is obviously staring at me. As long as he is alone in a place, he will attack immediately.
"Hurry up, hurry up, eat the buns!"
Seeing that he was not moving, Sandan trotted up to him.
Zhang Yi instinctively took a few steps back.
"What's wrong, little Geng?"
"No, it's okay. I'm going to wash my hands. You go eat first."
"Then hurry up. There is meat in the buns today. If you go late, there won't be any more."
After Sandan finished speaking, he ran towards the canteen.
Zhang Yi walked to the well at the back of the courtyard, looked around and saw no one was around, then sat down on the well's mouth.
"What happened?"
Dai Moli quietly poked her head out of the well.
"I was attacked again just now."
Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Dai Moli was startled: "Have you seen clearly who the other party is?"
"A suture monster that seems to be able to change its appearance at will."
"It's an evil spirit!"
After Dai Moli heard Zhang Yi's words, she immediately became vigilant.
"Evil ghost?"
"Yes, evil spirits like to devour other wandering souls. If they eat too much, they will begin to deform themselves. The more they eat, the scarier they become. How can there be such a thing here?"
Dai Moli was a little anxious.
Evil ghosts are not something she can deal with alone. If she is not careful, even she will be swallowed up.
"You have no way to deal with him?"
"No."
"And what about the talisman in my hand?"
"Your charm can't kill him."
Dai Moli didn't know how effective the talisman Zhang Yi exchanged was. Damn it, the devil couldn't do it with just a few talismans.
"It's just that this evil ghost didn't go on a killing spree, which means there are rules restricting him. You have to find a way out quickly."
"rule?"
"Yes, remember what I told you, this place is like a cage. Since it is a cage, there must be rules. If you find a way to find the rules, you will have a way to solve the mystery."
Dai Moli's words made Zhang Yi think of something.
"I probably understand a little bit."
"I'll go find the foreman."
"Hurry, I feel worse and worse here, just like when they woke up from their memories on the bus. The longer time passes, the more dangerous this place becomes.
They...are about to wake up."
Zhang Yi knew what Dai Moli meant, took a deep breath, and immediately ran towards the cafeteria.
Everyone in the cafeteria is eating at the moment. In order to ensure smooth unpacking tonight, I specially made meat buns.
This is simply a delicious dish for those who have not had meat or fish in a few days.
Zhang Yi walked into the cafeteria and saw Foreman Zhou sitting nearby eating steamed buns.
So he took the teapot and walked to Foreman Zhou and made him some tea.
"The foreman drinks water."
Foreman Zhou looked at the tea brought by Zhang Yi, dipped his finger in it a few times, and after making sure the temperature was right, he put it to his mouth and took a sip.
"You are responsible for taking care of the water pot tonight, so be diligent, you know."
Hearing what Foreman Zhou said, the people sitting at the table couldn't help but cast envious looks at Zhang Yi.
The water steward is responsible for boiling water and making tea for guests.
Although it is a hard job, you can occasionally get some tips from wealthy customers.
When you are not busy, you can find a corner to rest, which is a good thing.
"good."
Zhang Yi nodded in agreement, put down the teapot, sat next to Team Leader Zhou, picked up a bun and put it to his mouth:
"Foreman, I remember we used to worship the God of Joy before opening the boxes. Why didn't we worship the God of Joy this time?"
Foreman Zhou was stunned for a moment and frowned: "Why do you care so much?"
"Hey, I'm just asking, don't you always say that in a theater troupe, there is no need to wear the wrong clothes and there are no rules?"
Foreman Zhou was startled, and his eyes softened a lot as he looked at Zhang Yi.
Just thinking about the class leader's words, my face became a little embarrassed again.
"There is still time, otherwise, we can invite the God of Joy now and just do a simple ceremony."
Zhang Yi tried to put forward his own ideas.
When Dai Moli mentioned the rules, Zhang Yi immediately thought of the God of Joy. Although he didn't know why the God of Joy was a photo of his father, this was the only clue at the moment.
"This...is against the rules."
"We do special things, the process is just a little simple, but it doesn't break the rules."
Foreman Zhou seemed to think this way: "San Dan, Jiang Ping, go prepare the incense and candles and invite the God of Joy out. After dinner, let's welcome the God of Joy."
Zhang Yi was sitting aside and was secretly happy. He picked up the bun and was about to put it in his mouth. But as soon as he lifted the bun, Zhang Yi suddenly felt that everything around him became quiet.
When he looked up, he saw that everyone at the dinner table was staring at him, with a look of resentment in their eyes.
