Looking closer, the green paint on the windows has peeled off a lot, and the window grilles posted during the New Year have faded a bit, and the red color is pale. Fang Hongbo, who is over fifty years old, looked at Wei Yuan behind him and stretched out his hand to push on the door.
There was a squeak.
The slightly rusty security door opened inside.
It's spring now, it's quite warm outside, but it's still a bit cold inside. The wooden shelves are filled with folk objects, which are no longer common in modern society. The house is quite large, with the inside and outside separated. Outside is the folk museum.
There are people living inside.
The residential area has one bedroom, one living room, and one bathroom. It was obviously originally occupied by the owner.
Wei Yuan also saw an open bottle of Coke on the table.
He walked around here inside and outside, Wei Yuan always held the Crouching Tiger waist badge with his right hand, and left immediately if there was any movement, but it seemed that he was just overthinking, or maybe he was a little confused by the red embroidered shoes.
From shock to shock, Crouching Tiger's belt remained lazily unchanged, like an iron lump.
Also, where can I see ghosts everywhere? It’s not Conan.
Fang Hongbo looked at Wei Yuan who was walking around the room, wiped his sweat and said:
"How about it? If you think the treatment is not good, you can mention it again."
"You don't have to do anything, just run this museum. I'll pay the water and electricity bills for you, and I'll also give you the 800 monthly groceries. It's hard to find an easier job than this in Quan City."
Son."
Wei Yuan's fingers rubbed the lines on Crouching Tiger's waistband. The waistband was cold and silent, and he nodded:
"Then sign it."
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The contract requirements are very loose.
Even a little too loose.
Fang Hongbo finally said that if he didn't want to do it anymore, he should tell him that the museum should be closed.
Then he drove away from here without looking back.
Wei Yuan watched him leave and felt something was wrong from Fang Hongbo's reaction, but the Crouching Tiger Waist Tag was an antique that would react to people passing by red embroidered shoes. Now that he was standing here, the Crouching Tiger Waist Tag was as quiet as usual. Obviously there was no wronged soul here.
Fierce ghost.
Maybe it’s because Fang Hongbo is sensitive and because he is old, he has random thoughts.
Speaking of which, folk museums and paper figures are indeed a bit evil.
Wei Yuan worked hard for a while, bringing the bedding and other things over, throwing the open but undrinked bottle of Coke into the trash can, and opened another bottle. Now that he had a job, he felt much more at ease.
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Several ghosts invisible to the naked eye gathered together, staring at the uninvited guests and muttering, with evil faces on their faces.
"I didn't expect that someone would come here the next day, and he was very energetic."
"Isn't it the broken mouth of yours, the crow's mouth reincarnated?"
"Can you blame me?!"
"If you don't blame you, who do you blame?"
"He did it on his own, you blame him!"
"you……"
"Stop arguing!"
The water ghost had a headache when he heard it. He separated the two quarreling ghosts and looked at Wei Yuan who was drinking Coke with an evil look in his eyes. He said: "First scare this living person out. This yang energy is too strong. Stay here. Let's
It was an uncomfortable stay.”
"Okay, what should we do?"
"We can barely reveal ourselves in the middle of the night when the yin energy is strong. We must scare him first and make him feel scared. Then we can scare him so much that he crawls out at night."
"Okay, just do it!"
"Shoulder-to-shoulder!"
Wei Yuan was resting his mind with his eyes closed. He could not see ghosts in broad daylight, nor could he hear the whispers of those ghosts. Then he heard a creaking sound, opened his eyes, and saw the open door.
The security door swayed and slowly closed.
The sound was so eerie and eerie that it made people's scalp tingle.
This room is relatively dark, even during the day the lights are on.
The incandescent light began to flicker.
One light and one dark.
Tick tock, tick tock——
The sound of water came from the bathroom.
Snap...
It was the sound of slippers treading water.
Wei Yuan had noticed something was wrong. He half-squinted his eyes and grabbed the Crouching Tiger Waist Tag with his right hand. However, the Crouching Tiger Waist Tag never responded and turned a blind eye to this strange phenomenon. Wei Yuan compared the red embroidered shoes with the current situation in his mind, and faintly
Yueyue grasped a key point.
The red embroidered shoes are a murderous ghost and will react to the Crouching Tiger waist card.
There is a ghost here, but the Crouching Tiger who hunts ghosts will not react.
Does that mean the ghosts here are basically harmless?
Despite this, Wei Yuan decided to go out first.
I didn’t expect that there would actually be a ghost here after I brought the Crouching Tiger Waist Card on a whim.
Several ghosts saw Wei Yuan's actions and cheered. The water ghost was so proud that he stretched out his hands to grab Wei Yuan's shoulders and went to his neck, intending to blow on it and scare this yang guy.
, while winking at several other ghosts.
"Look at me..."
The black nails touched Wei Yuan's shoulder.
But it was like grabbing a red-hot iron.
The water ghost shivered and his hands turned red. Wei Yuan felt the Crouching Tiger Waist Tag in his hand tremble, and there was a burning sensation, and a low tiger roar sounded, lazily, and a bit unenergetic.
Wei Yuan vaguely felt something behind him.
Instinctively, he turned around, grabbed the bronze waistband, and swung it violently like he was moving bricks.
The water ghost was holding his hand and blowing air.
Seeing Wei Yuan's movements, he didn't even want to hide.
Ghosts are the remnants of essence and cannot be touched by the physical body.
Not to mention it is an iron knot, even swords and guns can only pass through the body.
It just grinned and said to the ghosts next to it:
"No, it's a tricky idea, this guy is so energetic..."
The words were not finished.
A bronze waistband was pressed firmly on his forehead like a brick.
when!!!
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How does it feel to smash ghosts?
If Wei Yuan were to describe it, it would be a bit like hitting a large ball of marshmallows with a wooden stick.
Or the feeling of squeezing a screaming chicken.
The feel is okay.
It's very comfortable and relieves stress.
If you hold an event in a modern city, you should be able to earn quite a lot of money.
After hitting the ghost, the Crouching Tiger waist badge buzzed slightly. Wei Yuan felt something, found a piece of white paper, and pressed the side with the word "WEI" on the white paper. Official script characters appeared one by one on the white paper, but
It is completely different from the previous anti-killing text targeting red embroidered shoes.
"A wandering soul has never eaten blood, has no resentment, has never killed, and is harmless."
"No need to kill him."
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After a while, Wei Yuan pulled up a chair and sat against the wall.
His left hand was placed on the table, and his right hand was in his pocket, holding the Crouching Tiger waist badge that still exuded a burning breath.
In the corner in front, a row of ghosts squatted with their heads in their hands.
Holding the heat of his waist card, he could barely see the outline of a circle of ghosts, but he couldn't see clearly when the ghosts moved.
There are five in total, three ghosts and two paper figurines.
Because he could barely see the outlines of the three ghosts and couldn't hear their words, Wei Yuan used the Crouching Tiger Waist Card to hit them all on the head, then pressed the Crouching Tiger Waist Card onto the white paper and came out.
The characters are completely different from the fierce ghosts like the red embroidered shoes. They are ordinary wandering souls without resentment.
Wei Yuan also made some guesses about the Crouching Tiger waist card. It seems that the waist card only reacts strongly to the kind of resentful ghosts and has no interest in harmless wandering ghosts.
There was no way to hear them talking. Although Wei Yuan was a little curious about these harmless ghosts, he still coerced them into another room with the Crouching Tiger badge and locked the door, thinking it was just to express himself.
manner.
It was the first time these ghosts saw someone who could beat ghosts. They probably thought of ghost-killing Taoist priests or the like, so they were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out.
Wei Yuan looked at the Crouching Tiger Waist Card in his hand.
The waistband reacted twice, once when the red embroidered shoes of a suspected evil ghost passed by outside, and once when the unlucky ghost came into contact with him. It was a bit like a standard 'input and output' mode, giving feedback through certain information from the outside world.
Being a ghost will give it feedback.
I don't know if I can.
It sucked its own blood.
Wei Yuan was very interested in this unprecedented world. He held his waist badge with his right hand and thought for a while. Generally speaking, input and output should be connected, so he imitated the tone of the words on the white paper and said: "School Sili
I belong to the army and cannot look directly at ghosts and ghosts. What can I do?"
There was no response from the Crouching Tiger Waist Card.
It shouldn't be.
Wei Yuan thought for a while, recalled the words on the white paper on the first day, and said thoughtfully, with a solemn face:
"Today there are strange forces and chaos that invade our country, and I want to arrest them and kill them."
"However, if the naked eye cannot see ghosts, what can we do?"
This time, the Crouching Tiger waist card trembled slightly and lit up.
Wei Yuan's heartbeat accelerated slightly, feeling like he had really stepped into a new world.