Chapter 131
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The address given by Fang Qi was very close. They were rushing to watch the TV series, not to save people, so they arrived at the entrance of the neighborhood within five minutes. It took them another two minutes to find the building where Fang Qi was. They didn't know if they could catch the premiere of the TV series.
This was an old neighborhood. The facilities were old, and the air was filled with an indescribable smell.
Wu Jia stood at the entrance of the corridor. He felt that it was gloomy inside, and even the wind was cold. He swallowed his saliva and asked, "Are we really going in?"
Shen Dongqing: "Of course!"
Wu Jia: "But …"
This building was a famous ghost building. He was timid. He didn't even dare to look at this neighborhood when he worked overtime at night. He didn't even want to go in during the day.
Zhou Wenyan reminded him, "One thousand a day."
With the encouragement of money, Wu Jia gathered his courage and said, "Okay, let's go in!"
He took the lead and walked in valiantly. However, he was discouraged halfway through. The atmosphere in this building was too strange!
It was evening. It should be time for the workers to get off work and the housewives to prepare dinner. However, the building was quiet. There wasn't even the sound of footsteps or the clashing of pots and pans. Even if they got off work late and prepared to eat out, there should be old ladies and grandpas coming out for a walk. It was impossible that there was no one around.
Now the corridor was empty. It was as if no one lived in this building.
As soon as this thought appeared in Wu Jia's mind, he was so scared that he shivered.
Are there really ghosts?
Shen Dongqing's voice sounded, "Why haven't we seen any ghosts yet?"
When Wu Jia heard the word "ghost," he felt a chill down his spine. He whispered, "We don't talk about people during the day, and we don't talk about … ghosts at night." He said the last word very softly. He was afraid that it would attract something.
Shen Dongqing glanced outside. It wasn't completely dark yet, so he nodded. "I know."
Wu Jia: "It's good that you know …" Then he wouldn't be called a god or a ghost.
Before she could finish, she heard Shen Dongqing shout, "Gui Gui Gui Gui —"
The stereoscopic sound effect was played, and Wu Jia was stunned.
Wait a minute … Isn't something wrong?
However, Wu Jia wasn't that afraid anymore. In fact, he even felt like laughing.
Shen Dongqing shouted for a while, then stopped and waited for a while.
After his voice faded away, the corridor fell into a dead silence again. No demons or ghosts could be heard.
Shen Dongqing couldn't hide his disappointment. "There's nothing."
Zhou Wenyan: "Tell me the story of this building."
After such an experience, Wu Jia was much more relaxed than before. He then told the old man and the old woman the gossip he had heard.
The Fengshui of this building wasn't very good. A construction worker fell to his death during the construction, but the developer suppressed the news. After the community was sold, people moved in one after another. When people moved in, they found that there was something wrong with it — this building was particularly unlucky.
Young couples couldn't have children when they moved in. Healthy elderly people fell and died as soon as they moved in. Loving couples got into a fight and the husband accidentally killed his wife … All in all, there were fewer and fewer residents in the building. After the gossip got out, there was even less of a taker.
After listening to the story, Shen Dongqing shook his head and said, "It doesn't make sense. These incidents have their reasons. You can't blame everything on ghosts!" He said with conviction, "You should believe in science!"
Wu Jia: "Ah?"
Who was the one who wanted to see ghosts just now? Now he said "believe in science". His face changed so quickly.
As soon as Shen Dongqing's face changed, he heard a scream coming from upstairs. He didn't believe in science anymore. He rushed up the stairs excitedly and said, "Hurry up, we won't see any ghosts if we're slow!"
The poor Wu Jia was forced to climb the stairs crazily. He climbed to the fifth floor in one breath. Before he could catch his breath, he looked up and almost couldn't breathe.
"Cough cough cough … This, this …"
In front of them stood a sturdy man with an axe head. His muscles were so swollen that even his white suspenders couldn't cover them. His forearms were probably as thick as Shen Dongqing's thighs.
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