ah?My grave was dug

The night is windy, and there are no lights around.

Construction site on the outskirts of the city.

There was no toilet installed in the temporary prefabricated house. Uncle Zhang, the gatekeeper, held back his urine for a long time, and finally couldn't help it. After drinking two or two drinks, he raised a flashlight and went out to pee.

After coming here, he always heard about ghosts, and it was said that the last gatekeeper was scared away alive, but Jiu Zhuang was a coward, so he didn't believe that ghosts really had that habit of watching and peeing.

Uncle Zhang went all the way to the bushes away from the migrant workers' dormitory, bit the flashlight, and just as he unbuttoned his trousers and was about to pee, he heard something vaguely.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

Like something is knocking.

Powerful and regular hammering, the sound constantly reverberates around.

"Duk...duk..."

It got closer, and it was obvious that a heavy object was hitting the wood, and it was muffled from the side.

Uncle Zhang pricked up his ears while urinating. Where did the sound come from at night?

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew across the back of his neck, and he shivered from the cold. He almost peed on himself, cursed, and was pulling up his trousers to turn around and go back.

"Crack-"

Something broke under my feet.

Uncle Zhang swallowed, feeling inexplicably nervous. He held his breath and concentrated on it. Knowing that he might step on a branch, he couldn't bear his curiosity. He slowly lowered his head, and the flashlight in his hand let down the light.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

The knocking sound didn't stop, it got closer and closer, almost in the ear, the closer the knocking sound was, the more clearly it could be heard, as if...

It was as if a hand was knocking on the lid of the coffin.

In the middle of the night, how could there be a living person moving the coffin? It could only be...

Uncle Zhang's scalp was about to explode, he didn't even dare to think that something would be knocking on the coffin board, he was dripping with cold sweat, and was about to run away.

in vain.

His ankle tightened and he was suddenly entangled in something.

Uncle Zhang was so excited that he almost jumped three feet high in fright.

The light of the flashlight flickered a few times, and landed steadily at the foot, and he could clearly see what was hanging on his ankle. Uncle Zhang's face was so pale that he almost couldn't get up.

A bluish-white stiff hand was grabbing his ankle.

"what--!!!"

The crows and birds in the forest were startled by the sudden scream, thumping and trembling the dead branches and leaves, the falling flashlight tossed and turned in the bushes, and the light finally fell on Uncle Zhang, who was half on the ground.

He shivered and crawled back, with snot and tears running down his face in fright.

But the ghost hand holding his foot didn't let go at all, and was even pulling him down with all his strength, without questioning the strength, as if he was trying to drag him down to talk about life.

Uncle Zhang was swearing, crying and shouting, and kicking and kicking the ghost hand, but it still didn't help.

At this time, in the silent woods, between Uncle Zhang's crying and howling, an impatient voice intervened.

"What's it called? It's so noisy!"

Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment, then asked tremblingly, "Are you a ghost?"

"I am your uncle."

Uncle Zhang: "..."

The hand holding the ankle was even stronger, and there was a rustling sound, the soil was loosened, and the dead leaves and broken branches on it kept rolling to both sides.

Uncle Zhang was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he was so shocked that he even forgot to shout and let the ghost hand drag him into the soil.

He had a momentary compromise, forget it, anyway, half of it is buried in the ground, not bad for the past few years, let's go down and build a good relationship first.

The ghost hand continued to rise up, first showing the whole arm, and slowly, a black head appeared, and the cold white skin could be vaguely seen.

It's like mushrooming mushrooms that break through the soil, step by step, slowly popping up, which is both surprising and exciting.

Uncle Zhang was about to pass out from the excitement, so he hurriedly grabbed one of his own people and went to make a good relationship with them, he wants to live!

He mustered up his courage again, and tried to forcefully break off the fingers of the ghost's hand like a chicken blood, and tried to step back on the ghost's head with one foot.

Ghost head: "..."

Probably because the operation was too rough, even ghosts couldn't look directly at it, and a hand quickly broke through the ground in another open space, and instantly threw Uncle Zhang into the air.

The flashlight also flew away, rolling a few times on the ground before stopping.

Uncle Zhang suddenly felt a slender figure standing in front of him, stepping on the dying flashlight.

Just when he was trembling his lips frantically, trying to say something to save his life.

The voice he spoke just now reappeared, but it was clearer than before, and he could imagine this cold voice, about to say cruel words that would kill him.

"Hand over your clothes and money."

Uncle Zhang: "..."

No one will believe me if I say it, I was robbed by a ghost.

—

on the street.

The young guy was wearing an uncle's outfit. The neckline of the dark gray coat was turned up high, covering the lower half of his face. The smoke gray trousers were loose and seemed to be cut short, exposing his too cold and white ankles, which looked a bit like cropped trousers. It was worn into capri pants.

Today is Friday, and the social animals are running back and forth between various means of transportation, and they don’t forget to buy breakfast while they are busy.

The streets in the early morning are not deserted. Various roadside stalls have already started to set up stalls for business, and there are still many people buying.

During the cold winter smog, the people eating pancakes and fruits noticed that this strangely dressed young man also squeezed into the booth. He took out an old leather wallet with peeling paint, raised his hand, and tried to join the army of breakfast buyers.

"Add two eggs, no need to look for them."

People eating pancakes: "..."

The boss pondered for a while: "Young man, you may have gone to the wrong set."

Boy: "????"

Then a few field workers suddenly burst out of the white mist next to him, and he was ruthlessly blasted away.

The director was still yelling in the thick fog: "Which bastard lit the smoke cake! I don't know that the funds are burning!!"

Scene Manager A: "Director, it was you who told me to set off the atmosphere and give way."

director:"……"

Field manager B: "Director, no good! The pancake fruit cart was pushed away by that person just now!!"

director:"……"

Kakaka, what a fart!

—

Lin Han was eating pancakes and pushing the stall of pancakes out of the filming street, wondering why he was driven away?Is it because there is not enough money?Wait... this is wrong, could it be that the money is fake? !

Realizing that Lin Han was being tricked, he immediately turned around and went back to find Uncle Zhang to settle the score. Before he had walked a few steps, he rushed out to block the way.

Lin Han raised his eyes to look at him, exuding the aura of "If you dare to stop me, I will cry you every minute".

The other party hesitated for a second and stepped aside.

Just two steps away, a gust of wind passed behind him, and the other party stood in front of Lin Han again, and Lin Han was stopped again.

The man smiled and handed over a piece of paper, "Amway, do you understand?"

Lin Hanxin said: I comfort you, uncle!

He bypassed the man blocking the way, and before he could take half a step, he found that he couldn't go.The man hugged his legs tightly and did not let go. Lin Han moved forward, and the man followed him.

Lin Han: "..."

The man excitedly said: "Sir! I see that you have strange bones and amazing looks. You are a MLM wizard. Do you want to consider joining us? We Hin need talents like you!"

"Join us, you won't lose money, join us, you won't be fooled, join us, you will get promoted, raise your salary, become CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of your life from then on! Think about it, don't you feel excited!! "

Lin Han: "No. But if you don't let go, I can immediately let you experience the excitement."

man:"……"

Seeing that he couldn't reach the other party, the man stood up suddenly, his expression became mysterious, and he whispered in a low voice: "If you are not interested in money, then you must be interested in the body, we have a lot of fresh bodies, you are satisfied. "

Lin Han turned his head unconsciously, and glanced at the man, the expression in his eyes was unpredictable.

When the man saw it, there was a play.

"Come, come, let's take a step to speak."

He hurriedly led Lin Han to the other side, and said as he walked, "My name is Shi Jiannan, and I am the general manager of Xingrong Co., Ltd. We, Barabara..."

Lin Han ignored his nonsense, pushed the pancake and fruit stall cart with one hand, and walked slowly with Shi Jiannan into the dilapidated building not far away.

This is a very dilapidated old house. It is said that the building has been lifted up. Except for the department store building that looks like the 80s and [-]s, it is really not a building with a contemporary cultural atmosphere.

Shi Jiannan led Lin Han into a stinking hut, opened the door and went in.Lin Han thought it was empty inside, but when he opened the door, he saw men and women lying on the ground, both young and old, with almost nowhere to set foot.

When everyone saw Shi Jiannan coming, they turned over and sat up together, shouting in unison: "Good morning, manager!"

Lin Han thought for a moment that he had fallen into some cult.

Everyone turned their eyes to Lin Han, a stranger, and every pair of eyes scanned him curiously.

Lin Han glanced coldly at the room, and stood at the door, not intending to go in at all.

He cut straight to the point: "Where is the body?"

Shi Jiannan smiled ambiguously, "You are in a hurry, don't panic, show me your ID card first."

Lin Han took out the ID card in his wallet and handed it over. Shi Jiannan accepted it with a smile, but before touching it, Lin Han turned his elbow and took it away again.

He asked, "What are you doing looking at this?"

Shi Jiannan immediately made up things, "I'll just take a look, in a society ruled by law, I can still detain your ID card."

The corner of Lin Han's mouth raised, and he put the ID card into Shi Jiannan's hands. He stretched his waist, leaned his back slightly on the door frame, and looked at Shi Jiannan lazily, with unclear meaning in his eyes.

Shi Jiannan felt guilty when he looked at him, and hurriedly turned his face away to look at the ID card in his hand. He scanned it hastily, as if he saw something, he turned his gaze back, and landed on the portrait of an old man with two beards on the front of the ID card.

Shi Jiannan suddenly wondered if he was blind.

Lin Han picked his nails: "Does it look good?"

Shi Jiannan said, "Brother, isn't this your ID card?"

In the blink of an eye, his hand was empty, and the ID card had returned to Lin Han. Shi Jiannan didn't even see when the other party moved.

Lin Hanwen kept it in his pocket without raising his eyelids, "You didn't say you wanted to see me."

The Chinese culture is extensive and profound. If the word "you" is not placed in the right place, it does not have the same meaning when it is said.

This kid really knows how to pick words, and he is quite defensive, but the company needs such a person, who can speak eloquently and can make the dead angry.

Shi Jiannan secretly calculated, and said: "This is the rest area, I will take you to meet a person, if you can listen to his lecture, I will let you see what you want to see."

After listening to the teacher's brainwashing class, I still worry that this kid won't listen to him.

"Not interested in."

Lin Han turned around and left.

Shi Jiannan: "..."

You don't follow the routine!

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