A clear and rhythmic knocking sound sounded unhurriedly.
Wei Yuan glanced at the clock. It was now ten o'clock in the evening. It was already dark outside. Because Wei Yuan had broken through a barrier in his martial arts today and was exhausted, he went to bed at nine o'clock. But he had that nightmare when he fell asleep.
Awakened by this.
There are some old shops on this street.
The streets are deserted now, and the knocking on the door makes people feel frightened.
Wei Yuan didn't have any fear. He raised his hand to hold the hilt of the broken sword and walked over.
Open the door.
There was a man in his thirties standing outside the door.
Well-dressed and elegant, he was about to raise his hand and continue to knock on the door when he saw Wei Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled politely: "It's so late, sorry to bother you, but I couldn't get through the phone before, so I thought I'd come over in person.
,Are you Lao Li?"
"My name is Fang Yang, and this museum belongs to me."
With the Crouching Tiger Jue Dao Xing running, Wei Yuan saw that the man in front of him was radiating yang energy, and he was not a ghost. His heart moved slightly, and he stepped aside to let the man enter the room. Several ghosts who were very interested just now
Sneak aside and hide.
Fang Yang looked around the museum and sat down with a reserved and gentle smile.
Wei Yuan poured two glasses of water.
Fang Yang held the water and didn't drink a sip. He just exchanged a few casual greetings, then stated the main purpose and said with a smile:
"The main reason I came here this time is to take back this museum."
"After all, I rarely come back to Quan City once a year. In the past few years, I only came once three months ago. At that time, I couldn't come to see this museum. This museum should be closed. Ha... when I left here
I told my dad when I was young that this is my hard work, my dream, etc. I must keep driving and give my dad a scolding."
Fang Yang smiled and shook his head.
"Thinking about it now, things have changed and people have changed. I was so naive at the time."
"I'm going too far. Mr. Li, look at the contract you signed for several years. Let's settle things like wages."
He took out a document bag, and it could be seen that he was too busy to open the contract.
He opened it casually, took out the contract inside, and discussed: "Mr. Li, you came here half a year ago. The contract was terminated due to special reasons. I will pay the liquidated damages. How about seven months of your salary?"
Wei Yuan did not read the contract he handed over.
He turned around and took out another contract and placed it in front of him.
Fang Yang was confused and confused.
Wei Yuan said: "My surname is not Li, my surname is Wei."
Fang Yang looked slightly startled and frowned: "Aren't you Li Kai? Then why are you here? Is it his friend who is watching on his behalf?"
Wei Yuan didn't answer. He pushed the contract in front of him and motioned for him to open it and take a look. Fang Yang opened the contract suspiciously and looked at it. It was a recruitment agreement. The front was fine, but he was a little shocked when he saw the generous compensation.
When I saw the final time and Party A's signature, my face instantly turned pale.
"This is impossible!"
The gentle and elegant man shouted almost subconsciously, his palms shaking.
"My dad passed away four months ago!"
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Fang Hongbo stared at the door with his eyes wide open.
The knocking on the door stopped.
He was breathing heavily.
Thinking of the person who just called me, memories came to mind.
He still remembered that he was recruited more than two months ago.
In the six months before this person was recruited, three hired people had already run away. They said they couldn't bear it. They said there were always knocks on the door in the middle of the night, that there would be blood on the walls, and that they would hear footsteps outside.
The sound would disappear again when it got closer. They said they quit and were leaving.
Even the one who said he was keeping watch at the village cemetery all night ran away.
He didn't believe it and went to guard it himself, but was frightened.
I found this young man.
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My name is Li Kai, from the village.
Everyone says that I am courageous and hot-tempered, and that even ghosts are afraid of me.
It's a pity that I couldn't read the book.
I didn’t want to farm at home, so I came out to work in the city.
I washed dishes, worked as a security guard, and then found a job as a museum visitor. The salary was not low and the treatment was good. But I heard that this place was haunted, and I was very angry, but I was not afraid of ghosts. The owner of this museum was a very polite old man.
Buy me a drink.
He said that this museum is his son's hard work and dream and must be well protected.
The old man often comes here to watch.
I asked his son why he didn't come. He said that his son was abroad and busy with work, so it was not convenient for him to come back.
I think the old man is a bit pitiful.
I also wonder if I should take some time to go back and see my parents.
But before I had time to tell the old man, there was a car accident on the way to the museum and he died.
I went to a funeral for a meal.
Later, for half a month, there was a lot of noise in the house all day and night. I couldn't sleep. The faucet was broken for some reason and water kept dripping. But when it passed, it got better again. It was very annoying, okay?
It was easy to fall asleep. Not long after, there was a knock on the door. I thought there was still no one, so if I didn't pay attention, the door would quiet down after a while.
But that day the knock on the door seemed to be very powerful.
Dang Dang Dang, Dang Dang Dang.
It made me upset.
Who knocks on the door in the middle of the night?!
Knock knock knock, knock knock knock.
Rushing to the funeral!
I ran out angrily and opened the door, deciding that if it was a drunk guy, I would give him a good beating. There was really a figure outside the door. I was so angry that I opened the door. When I saw the people outside, I was filled with heartache.
The blood that was almost ignited by anger immediately cooled down, and I felt a chill at the back of my head.
It was an old man who passed away a few days ago. He was wearing a waistcoat and smiled politely.
I just feel the cold air coming from my back.
Do you know the story about the dead man knocking on the door?
People walk on the road, ghosts walk on the streets, and the dead knock on the door of the living. This is to borrow life.
For the first time in my life, I was so frightened that my liver trembled and my legs weakened. I just remember yelling that there was a ghost, and then I didn’t care about anything, not even the clothes in the house, or the food and drink I just bought. I just kept my head down and ran forward.
I never wanted to go back to that museum again, and my cell phone was turned off.
There's a ghost here!
There is a ghost!
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And in the museum.
Fang Yang's face turned pale and his palms trembled. He suddenly threw down the contract and stammered:
"This is impossible, you forged it!"
"You are committing fraud!"
"My father is gone. Do you want to say that there are ghosts in this world? Where are you? Do you want to say that there are ghosts under my nose? There is a limit to joking. You can deceive me."
"Believe it or not, I'll call the police and let you squat there for several months?"
The more he talked, the angrier he became, and then he actually took out his mobile phone to make a call. Wei Yuan casually took out a spare willow leaf, dipped it in the talisman water that had not been used up before, and raised his hand to touch Fang Yang's eyes like lightning.
The latter was startled by the brush. Worried that it was not clean, he raised his hand and wiped it for a long time before he opened his eyes angrily.
His face suddenly turned pale.
The room was filled to the brim at once.
In front of him was a livid-faced woman who had taken drugs, and behind Wei Yuan stood a man wearing an ancient military uniform, holding a knife in one hand and with a solemn expression. He looked majestic, but there was a big hole in his heart, dripping with blood.
A pair of embroidered shoes danced and a box clanked.
The potted plant in the middle seems to be glowing.
Two paper figures on the table were spinning around their hands.
Fang Yang's thoughts were stagnant and he turned his head stiffly. He saw a bloated water ghost sitting on the sofa next to him. He was wrapped in a rotten fishing net and held his chin with one hand. When he saw Fang Yang looking over, he even rushed.
He blinked and winked.
"Ghost, ghost!!!"
Fang Yang trembled with fright and jumped out of the sofa.
Wei Yuan pushed the water ghost and poisonous ghost away, held down Fang Yang, and took out the official certificate given to him. At least, Fang Yang calmed down a little, and then directly summoned the matter to the special operations team and explained it.
After turning the page, he put his phone away and looked at Fang Yang, thinking of Fang Hongbo, who was just like a normal person when he met him for the first time.
But he had no physical contact with Fang Hongbo at that time.
I don’t have the Dao Xing myself, so I can’t see that the problem is normal.
But first Zhang Yue and then Fang Hongbo were both within the scope of Quan City, and the secret techniques involved were similar. Wei Yuan had a vague hunch in his heart that he was probably the same person as the person who had previously told Zhang Yue about the life-sustaining method.
During this month, Xuan Yi and the others had found the person who passed on the secret technique to Zhang Yue, but found that Zhang Yue only came into contact with an intermediary.
The real owner is still well hidden.
People who spread evil spirits like this cannot be left alone.
Wei Yuan looked at Fang Yang who was in a daze, thought for a while, and said:
"Did you just drive?"
PS: Well, I want to make the story as interesting as possible.
Please bear with me if I can't do what I can, I'll lie down...