Otherworldly Merchant

The frosty surprise glanced at me: “The old cunt appeared, right here in this house! ”

“Ah?” I glanced.

At this time, Wang Tesuke had flew back quickly. He asked President Liu in a panic: “Mr. Bai has decided to go. No matter how I retain him, he won't listen...”

“What?” said President Liu in shock. "How can you do that? Get me back here! Don't come back if you can't get him! ”

Wang Tesuke looked embarrassed.

President Liu bit his teeth: “If you can't, add more money. I think he just acted like he had two brushes. If you can really get things straight, give him three times the money! ”

Wang Tesuke chased him in the direction of Mr. Bai's departure without forgetting to smile as he rubbed his shoulders past the cold.

Cold as a frost, he's fine. What a sin!

Sneaking up on me like a frost: “There are too many people here right now, if we go in with too many goals. But if we don't go in now, what are we going to do with that filthy thing? ”

Instead of worrying so much, I comforted her and said, "Do you really think it's just a coincidence that the cunt came to the haunted house? Believe me, this haunting must have something to do with the shadows. Let's just not move and watch them change! ”

Cold as frost nodded, nothing more to say.

We waited a little longer, but Wang Tae-suk still didn't get Mr. Bai back. Finally, President Liu received a call, which should have been from Wang Tesuke. He tried to retain it and eventually moved Mr. Bai, but Mr. Bai said that today's time had passed and no other action could be taken. Everyone had to disperse and come back tomorrow.

President Liu was impatient, but it didn't help either. He had to leave in a luxury car under the crowd of bodyguards.

The crowd also spread quickly and suddenly became empty in front of the haunted house, with only a few candles burning in half still standing on the ground.

Cold as frost and I talked, "Shall we go in and have a look? ”

“A haunted house? I'm a little scared...” I haven't finished my speech. The cold frost has taken me in the direction of the haunted house.

Because the years were long gone and unmanaged, the doors were nailed together by several broken wooden boards, and the cold frost took me around the house and saw a small window with the same nail to the wooden boards in an inconspicuous place. Cold as frost showed to the sunglasses man, the sunglasses man flew a foot and listened to the blast, the wooden board suddenly broke into slag.

The sunglasses man worried about the safety of the cold as frost. He jumped in through the window first, making sure nothing abnormal before turning around to indicate that the cold as frost can go in.

Cold as frost and I followed, it was only in front of me that I realized that there was an ordinary old dangerous room that could no longer be ordinary. The floor on the ground was nearly rotten, with a creaking sound every step of the way, messy rooms, broken furniture and spider webs everywhere, and visible dust floating in the air.

I couldn't help but joke with Cold Frost: “If I were to make a horror movie one day, I would have chosen a location here, and it would be particularly horrible without a late rendering! ”

Cold as a frost without thinking of me, she was staring at the gold compass with all her heart. In the past, the flexible and useful compass today is like being disturbed. It has been spinning around continuously, that is, there is no way to determine its position.

Cold as a sweat, I couldn't go disturbing her, so I took a closer look at the environment of the room.

In fact, the interior of the house is not large enough to separate three small rooms. Because it's been too long to see what each room was initially made of? The walls are covered with outdated wallpaper, the pattern is rare and identifiable, just dirty and horrible.

Quietly around, except for the three of us breathing quietly a little weird. And I looked for half a day, and I didn't know where the evil wind was coming from.

Cold as frost suddenly called me over and pointed at the gold compass and said to me: "The compass found something, it must have found it. ”

I swept the compass in her hand and found the pointer still trembling slightly, but clearly pointed to a place. Cold as frost and I couldn't help but follow the pointer.

It was one of the least visible rooms in the whole house, and the wooden doors were half open, shaky, and there was nothing to see in the dark paint. I slowly went over and opened the door gently.

Squeak, the wooden door is open!

There's a dead woman lying on a dusty floor.

When I suddenly saw someone, I couldn't help but freak out and instinctively step back. Cold as a frost, he asked, “Who is this? ”

How would I know?

I shook her head, and the woman was in her early twenties, green-faced, looking like a college student. I squatted down and sniffed, and found that she breathed evenly and was supposed to be asleep, so I finally let go, and the sunglasses man took her out.

A woman has an old belt around her neck with a camera on it. Looking at the model and model, it should be very old antiques.

His frosty eyes moved and he whispered to me: “This time the cunt… should be the camera. ”

Camera?

Cameras were first introduced to China in 1846, when the Great Qing dynasty clouds swayed and locked off the country. Cameras were simply fresh and magical in those days. But of all the shady things I've dealt with, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with cameras. Is it time to deal with the shady spirits of foreigners?

I checked around the room with the sunglasses man, and I really didn't find anything strange, and finally I couldn't help it, so we had to take the woman and leave the haunted house. The sun was shining outside, apart from the ghost house, and we helped the woman rest in the corner for a moment before she woke up.

The first thing she woke up with was not to thank us, but to grab the camera around her neck nervously and ask, "Have you ever touched this camera? Have you ever taken a picture with this camera? ”

Two questions in a row, one more hurry than the other, I heard a fog and thought something big had happened.

I shook my head: “Nobody touched your stuff...”

Before I finished answering, the woman had quietly relieved herself and patted her on the chest and said: "That's good! That's good!”

Looks like she's been through some weird shit with this camera, just wondering what's going on? Just as I hesitated to ask how, Cold as Frost had asked very politely, "Who are you? Why go to that house. ”

“Me?” the woman seemed frightened by the frosty tone, and some of her souls answered reluctantly: “My name is Lin Li, I went to college in Hangzhou, and I came here to... to return the camera. ”

She said that carelessly touching the camera with her hands was very disturbing.