"So, that's how it is." Xiao Gu was disappointed.
"A straight body is not afraid of a crooked shadow. As long as you do not do anything wrong and live your life openly, even if you run into a ghost, he will still be afraid of you." Chen Ge passed on his secret, and Xiao Gu agreed with him.
"I understand. Thank you, boss."
"You still have many things to learn in the future. I'll bring you to see more interesting sceneries." Chen Ge did not have anyone he could use, and many things were inconvenient. Xiao Gu's appearance made Chen Ge feel like his chance had come. He planned to personally train a qualified employee of Haunted House.
"Don't tell anyone about what happened on the bus, including Xu Wan." Chen Ge opened the door and led Xiao Gu into it. "You'll sleep in the staff breakroom tonight. Remember, don't wander around and don't enter any of the scenarios."
"Then, boss, where will you sleep? How about we share a room? "Xiao Gu was embarrassed.
"Don't worry about me. I'll accompany you to the bathroom to change and then use the toilet. Don't come out from the breakroom before dawn."
"I can go to the toilet myself. I'm not a child." Xiao Gu still did not realize his situation. In terms of danger, Western Jiujiang's Haunted House was already at the top of the three-star scenario.
"There are some props in the toilet. I'm afraid you might accidentally touch them." Chen Ge found a random excuse and changed the topic.
He entered the staff breakroom to grab two sets of his clothes and handed them to Xiao Gu. "Change into these first. I'll take the wet ones."
After everything was done, Chen Ge closed the door. "Have a good sleep. I'll wake you up tomorrow morning."
"Okay."
The door closed, and Xiao Gu sat on the edge of the bed, feeling bad.
He slept on the bed, and the boss slept on the floor. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. "Brother Chen has a soft heart. Even though he doesn't say it, I can see that he's a good person."
Lifting up the thin blanket, Xiao Gu was about to lie down when he suddenly heard the meow of a cat. He quickly stood up.
Under the thin blanket, a big white cat with different-colored eyes lazily glanced at Xiao Gu.
His eyes seemed to be saying, where did this weakling come from?
"Hello." Xiao Gu grabbed onto the thin blanket and stood by the bed, feeling wronged. He didn't know whether he should go over or not.
The white cat did not bully Xiao Gu. It held a cute doll between its teeth and agilely jumped onto the table next to it.
Cat Claw pressed the light switch, and the staff lounge was plunged into darkness again.
Hugging the blanket, Xiao Gu stood there in a daze.
"Wow, it can even turn off the lights by itself …"
Chen Ge stayed outside the door for a while. He only left after he saw the lights go out.
He changed into a new set of clothes and carried the half-soaked backpack into the Prop Room.
"The situation in Eastern Jiujiang is more complicated, and it might be related to the door that went out of control in Li Wan City. Doctor Gao said that the door was once controlled by the Society of Strange Tales. If I want to get more information on that, I can try to start with the members of the Society of Strange Tales."
Rummaging through the drawers, Chen Ge found the chairperson's letter of appointment and the patient's list from the Third Sick Hall. He brought these things to the underground scenario.
Pressing the play button on the recorder, Chen Ge pushed open the door to the last classroom at Mu Yang High School.
The mannequins in their school uniforms sat in their respective seats obediently, as if they were preparing for the College Entrance Examination, each of them looking serious.
"Don't worry, I just want you to meet your new friends." Chen Ge stood at the podium, and for the first time, he communicated with the Specters in the patient's list and released all the souls of the few madmen.
When they were alive, they were the most twisted madmen. After death, their resentment did not go away, and they all turned into Specters.
A chilling wind blew in the classroom, and the tables and windows rattled noisily. Shrill screams echoed, and some with malicious eyes leaped at Chen Ge.
"Xu Yin."
Blood flowed, and Xu Yin silently materialized beside Chen Ge. All the screams and cries in the classroom were instantly silenced.
After the few Specters quieted down, Chen Ge walked past them one by one. These Specters were indeed different from normal Specters. Even with the presence of a Red Specter, there was a dangerous glint in their eyes, and they stared at Chen Ge maliciously.
"Is there no way to communicate with them?" Chen Ge took out the chairperson's letter of appointment. He showed Doctor Gao's handwriting to the Specters. When the Specters saw Doctor Gao's handwriting, black and red blood vessels appeared in their eyes. In just a few seconds, all the Specters lowered their heads before Chen Ge.
"There's no way to communicate with them? Or do they have a grudge against me and refuse to talk to me? " As the new chairperson of the Society of Strange Tales, Chen Ge had some attachment to these old members. He summoned all the employees at the Haunted House to surround the few Specters and walked out from the classroom.
…
The rain lightened. Huang Ling drove the taxi closer to her home, but her speed slowed down.
She was conflicted. Whenever she thought about what Chen Ge had said, she would be afraid. "Should I go back tonight or not?"
Before this, she was not afraid because she did not know, but now, Huang Ling did not know who she should trust.
Chen Ge had a point, but Chen Ge was an outsider. Jia Ming was her husband, and they had lived together for so many years.
After giving it some thought, Huang Ling could not make the decision. "I'd better not go back. But if I don't go back, where am I going to stay? Stay in the car for the whole night? What if the driver wakes up? "
The taxi arrived at the gate of the residential area. Before Huang Ling could come to a decision, she suddenly saw a man holding an umbrella and standing at the entrance of the stairwell with an anxious face.
"Jia Ming? He's waiting for me? "
His shirt was wet, and Jia Ming looked quite haggard.
"Why are you so late?" Jia Ming's voice was angry. Huang Ling parked the car. Just as she pushed open the door, Jia Ming held the umbrella outside the door. "Follow me home!"
"I'll give the driver my phone number. If he wakes up, he can contact me immediately." Huang Ling found a note inside the taxi and wrote a message for the driver.
"What happened to you today? Why did the driver pass out? Do we need to send him to the hospital? "Jia Ming saw the driver still lying on the backseat, and he was afraid that something might happen to him.
"My friend said that his life is not in danger. He's just scared, and he'll be fine after some time."
"Your friend? In the future, you'd better stop befriending those shady people. The two that came today did not look like good people. "Jia Ming held the umbrella and dragged Huang Ling upstairs.
The door was open, and the warm light chased away the anxiety and coldness in Huang Ling's heart.
"I've reheated the food for you seven or eight times already, but you still haven't shown up." Jia Ming pointed at the dishes on the table. "I even made a pot of soup for you."
"There's no need. I don't have much of an appetite." Looking at the dishes on the table, Huang Ling was touched, but once she realized that the person before her might not be her husband, all the feelings turned into an indescribable fear.
"Okay, I'll clean it up. You should go to sleep. You still need to work tomorrow." Jia Ming was angry, but he suppressed his anger.
Huang Ling did not remove her jacket and pants after she returned to the bedroom. She wrapped a thin blanket around herself and lay down on the bed.
In the living room, Jia Ming was cleaning up the dishes. The pots and pans kept clanking. After who knew how long, the lights in the living room went off.
Someone entered the bedroom and lay down next to Huang Ling. There was a small distance between them.
Darkness enveloped the small room. Huang Ling was very sleepy, but she did not dare to sleep.
The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became. Her palms kept sweating.
About ten minutes later, Huang Ling heard a light snore coming from her husband. After confirming that the man was asleep, she sighed in relief.
After working for a whole day and driving for so long, she could not take it anymore.
Closing her eyes blurrily, Huang Ling had no idea whether she had fallen asleep or not.
About two hours later, Huang Ling seemed to have had a very scary dream. Her husband stood at the door with a cleaver and mumbled something about making soup.
Cold sweat slid down her face, and her head shook. After a moment of struggle, her eyes flew open.
The bedroom was dark and very quiet. There was no one standing at the door.
"This is so scary." Huang Ling rubbed her head and picked up the phone beside the bed. She scrolled to Chen Ge's number. She wanted to check whether the one-button call was set up successfully.
To prevent her husband from seeing her, Huang Ling's body curled up under the thin blanket.
The cold light from the phone fell on her face. Huang Ling opened the contact list, and her eyes focused on the calls that night.
"These are the calls from my husband." Huang Ling's gaze moved down, and she focused all of her attention on her phone. However, at that moment, a finger reached in and pressed on her phone screen. It seemed to be preparing to make a call.
Looking at the extra finger, Huang Ling shivered and sat up in bed!
The phone fell in the middle of the bed, and the cold light from the screen fell on her husband's face.
His face was familiar, but his expression was unfamiliar. "Why aren't you sleeping? Are you hungry? "
"I'm fine." Huang Ling hugged the blanket and stood up to turn on the light, but strangely enough, the light in the bedroom would not come on.
Her husband straightened up from the bed. His voice was even weirder. It was like he did not hear Huang Ling. He continued to say, "If you're hungry, why don't you go eat? I even made a pot of soup just for you."
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