Zhuang Sha explained to us in detail today’s work content and rules.
And after letting us pass, we must deal with it carefully.
This is a life-threatening business, so I naturally took it to heart and listened very carefully.
After about two hours, we arrived at Laoxuefu Road.
This is a demolition planning area. There are almost no people living nearby, and even if there are, they are just homeless people.
Many old houses around have been demolished.
I heard Li Shasha say that our employer this time is a developer.
The fee was also very generous, as much as 150,000 yuan.
Upon hearing this amount, Huang Mao and I's eyes lit up.
Calculated based on a 5% commission, once this matter is completed, our commission fee will be 7,500.
At this moment, Huang Mao was as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. He was screaming in the car and was even planning how to use it...
After a while, we arrived at our destination tonight, "Aijiayi Clinic".
After getting off the bus, we glanced forward.
It is said to be a clinic, but it feels like a small hospital.
A three-story building, surrounded by small buildings with doors and windows removed, was empty.
Standing on the abandoned street, I felt extremely cold and desolate.
"This is it."
Zhuang Sha pointed at the small building in front of him and spoke.
At the same time, he took out three black cloth bags from the trunk:
"Take this, you'll need it later."
I took over the black cloth bag, and as soon as I started to use it, I felt that the material of this bag was somewhat special.
It is woven from linen and has some discoloration, probably because it was dyed with ink.
On the outside of the bag, a Bagua picture was also drawn with cinnabar.
There is a red twine at the mouth of the bag, which can be tightened.
Huang Mao swung the black cloth bag, looked at the deinked black with some disgust and said:
"Sister Zhuangsha, what is this pocket used for? It doesn't seem to be very strong!"
I didn't think so, so I guessed:
"Zhuangsha, this bag should be a ghost bag used to hold ghosts, right?"
"Ghost bag? Used to contain ghosts?"
Huang Mao said in surprise.
Zhuang Sha held the lollipop in his mouth and turned it left and right in his mouth:
"Yes! We collect ghost bags, but we usually call them Qiankun bags.
I checked the information here before coming here.
The reason why this clinic had a medical accident.
Mainly because it was a clandestine clinic that secretly performed abortions on female college students.
Later, the matter became a big deal and made the news.
The person in charge died unexpectedly, and the place closed down.
In addition to the resentful babies, there should be quite a few ghost children in the building.
The employer has given me so much money, so of course I have to clean this place up.
The Qiankun Bag is given to you just to collect those ghost children who are not capable of becoming evil or evil."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but take a breath.
It turns out that this clinic used to engage in such irregular activities.
Abortion is inherently harmful to heaven and earth.
Only formal hospitals approved by the government can bear this kind of cause and effect.
If such a black clinic dares to do such a thing, it would be strange if the person in charge does not die, and it is normal for the clinic to close down.
Only we, the people, can clean up the mess left behind.
Of course, we also make money from this...
I nodded:
"Understood."
Huang Mao gestured a few times with the bag:
"Sister Zhuangsha, Brother Xu, how do you use this Qiankun bag? Is it used this way or this way?"
Although I have never used it, I understand it.
Then he explained;
"There is a pattern inside, just grab the kid and stuff it inside."
Zhuangsha also nodded:
"Yes, this bag can hold ten little devils.
Once they're inside, they can't get out on their own.
Three bags should be enough.
Come here, I will tell you the detailed plan..."
Zhuangsha took out a simple map again and asked me to get closer.
Huang Mao and I got together one after another.
Zhuangsha pointed on the map:
"The clinic has three entrances and exits, one is this gate, and the other two are here and here.
After a while, the three of us split up and used candies to lure out the unimportant kid, and then captured him..."
Obviously, coming here to handle the haunted house this time is not as simple as Huang Mao said last time.
Zhuangsha’s plan was for the three of us to enter the clinic separately and use candies to lure the little ghosts away.
Candies are specially made to temporarily prevent ghost children from smelling our popularity, which can enhance our concealment.
This process will last about two hours, and then converge
After cleaning up the entire clinic and taking down the resentful babies, you can call it a day.
Huang Mao and I came here to help. Zhuang Sha seemed to have rich experience, which was not what we two could compare with.
So Huang Mao and I will do whatever Zhuang Sha arranges.
I chose entrance number three, Zhuangsha is the first gate, and Huangmao is the second entrance.
After finalizing the plan, Zhuangsha gave us some candies and taught us how to lure the little ghosts.
At around eight o'clock, we started taking action.
Zhuang Sha put away the map and emphasized again:
"Just do as I say, let's collect the brats first, and then deal with the resentful babies.
If you see a six to seven-year-old ghost child during the period of collecting little ghosts, they are resentful babies.
When the time comes, don't worry about anything and just run out.
Don't have a head-on confrontation with him, just leave it to me to deal with it, do you understand?"
Zhuangsha is very serious.
I said "hmm" and replied seriously:
"no problem."
Only this kid Huang Mao was careless and smoothed his hair:
"The sword is not sharp, the horse is too thin, I can fight a mere brat. I am not afraid of being cold!"
I clenched my toes out of embarrassment and almost dug out a three-bedroom apartment for him.
Zhuang Sha also rolled his eyes and was too lazy to answer Huang Mao, so he only said two words:
"action!"
In this way, the three of us quickly dispersed and started doing our own things.
At eight o'clock in the demolition area, there is no light at all, and the moon is dark tonight.
The entire old school avenue was so dark that no one could be seen.
I walked around the clinic and walked through an alley. The surrounding area was dark and gloomy, and the cool breeze made my skin crawl.
I quickened my pace and quickly arrived at the third entrance of the clinic.
This is the parking lot at the back. The iron gate has already been covered with rust. If you push it open gently, the rust will "squeak" and fall down.
There were also a lot of weeds growing in the parking lot, and a few scrap newspapers danced in the night wind, making the dilapidated clinic even more eerie.
I stood in the parking lot. I didn't go in at first, but took a deep breath.
Feel the coolness here.
Then he took out the cow's tears and wiped them on his eyelids.
Tonight, I am going to enter this resentful baby clinic to find out...