While chatting, I told Fu Xing about my general experience of going to the No. 4 haunted house. This unreliable guy was silent for a long time and only put in a word of even more unreliable.

"You've chased Bai Ji?"

Isn't this the focus of attention?

"No, his personality is even more important than when he was in school..." I was already exhausted and didn't know how to describe it.

"It's still difficult to deal with?"

"Yes, that's it." In fact, after so long, I had no other ideas, plus what happened to Song Yu...

"I always feel that he is a bit unkind and quite indifferent."

Fu Xing laughed: "He was like this when he was in school. How could he think people change so easily?"

"Forget it, don't mention these bad things. I'll have a sleep first. The worker's work soul will continue to struggle tomorrow."

Fu Xing agreed repeatedly, and said that as soon as the work of the test sleep the day after tomorrow, she came to Fangxin's apartment and introduced his new boyfriend to me.

After hanging up the phone, I searched the Internet for news about the search Fangxin Apartment. In the end, I couldn't resist the sleepiness. I didn't even have time to change my clothes and fell asleep.

Another series of nightmares, and this sleep was quite uneasy.

When I woke up, I looked at the clock on the wall, and the pointer pointed to six o'clock, and I couldn't tell whether it was evening or morning.

At six o'clock in the morning, I actually slept for more than ten hours.

After washing up, I walked out of the room. Grandma had already gotten up and was making breakfast in the kitchen.

"Oh, I usually sleep until noon, but you get up early today." Grandma got the noodles and I just took it to the restaurant.

I yawned: "There is still work later."

"A little girl's family is not in a place and is unstable. When you become an old girl, it depends on whether you marry or not."

I have an old man at home and can chat with you at any time.

I just smiled foolishly and wanted to fool me. I also wanted to ask my dad about going to Si Village last year. I thought about it and don’t cause trouble for myself, anyway, the matter has passed.

But grandma sighed while eating noodles: "What's wrong with learning? I insist on learning something unclear. None of you two is worry-free."

What a dirty job, it seems like I have done something shameful.

"Why didn't I wear the bracelet I gave you? I can eat later. Put it on and then go out."

Still can't escape.

I felt a little guilty and my face was almost pierced into the noodle bowl: "I went out far away the day before yesterday and my bracelet broke..."

Grandma raised her chopsticks and was about to knock on my head.

I hid back and escaped: "I have already repaired it, and it will be repaired soon."

"You..."

"Grandma, I'm full and I'm going to pack up."

Don't flash at this time, and when will you wait?

I ran back to my room like I ran away, and before closing the door, I heard my grandmother's nagging.

"Don't follow your father's footsteps..."

Tsk, if you make some money, just change jobs. I am being whispered every day. Even shameless people can’t stand it.

At about nine o'clock, I still pulled my big suitcase and stood downstairs on time in Fangxin's apartment.

When I came here, I checked the surrounding environment. It was indeed in a large residential area. Fangxin Apartment was a separate high-rise building, both commercial and residential, and was around the corner of the roadside.

Opposite is a large residential community. It is not as early as 9 o'clock in the morning, the intersection is very congested, and there are many breakfast vendors.

I am very satisfied with the surrounding environment, and it is simply a paradise compared to Sicun.

"You are Pei Mu?" A man walked towards me, probably in his thirties. When he saw me, he couldn't help but frown and looked up and down at me.

I seem to be very dissatisfied with me.

I admit that I am not old and have insufficient experience. I have just left college for a year. I have no age experience in trying to sleep and work. I can withstand the pressure and live in a haunted house for one night, which has nothing to do with my appearance.

What's more, when he contacted me, he already knew that I was a woman, with a soft and cute voice, and a pure and cute girl.

Smiling politely and embarrassingly, I stretched out my right hand to show my respect: "Hello, I am Pei Mu."

Instead of shaking hands with me, the man took out a key from his pocket and put it in my hand: "You ask for blessings."

He is my employer, his parents of food and clothing, and his God who gives me wealth.

But I really want to hehe his face.

The employer didn't want to stay here for too long, so he turned around and left.

Well, there are many weird things every year, and there are many recently.

Carrying my big suitcase, I walked into Fangxin Apartment and arrived at the elevator entrance to find that the elevator was maintained and it was suspended for one day.

Fortunately, it is the third floor, not the thirtyth floor.

Climb.

"Can this small body carry such a big suitcase?" A strange man walked up to me, and he came in from outside with breakfast in his hand. It seemed that he was a resident here. "Which floor can I live in, I'll help you."

He was just a carefree and enthusiastic tone. Without waiting for me to refuse, he picked up his suitcase: "This elevator cannot be repaired for a day, and everyone who lives here knows it."

I felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, brother, I'll go to the third floor."

"I also live on the third floor." He was happy for a moment and turned his head suspiciously, "No, everyone on the third floor has moved away, I am the only resident. How many are you on the third floor?"

Actually, I don’t like to explain the nature of my work to irrelevant people.

Sometimes they are pointed at by others as monsters, and sometimes they are praised and very annoyed.

Twitched the corners of my mouth, and I smiled awkwardly: "No. 302."

"Yo." The elder brother reacted immediately after hearing this, "Fu Xing introduced his friend who came to sleep in the haunted house?"

Could it be Xiao Fuxing's boyfriend, it's such a coincidence.

He quickly put down his suitcase, wiped his hand on his body, and stretched out his hand at me: "Hello, hello, my name is Jiang Han, and I am Fu Xing's boyfriend."

He is really a passionate person.

Both enthusiastic and kind-hearted people, Jiang Han and Zuo Hexu have very different personalities.

A warm and subtle man, and a warm and enthusiastic social awesome man.

I had to shake hands generously: "Hello, my name is Pei Mu."

"I heard that Fu Xingyi talks about you, he is always superb and has a little science fiction."

The unreliable stinky girl said bad things from behind again.

Jiang Han carried his suitcase and continued to go upstairs, still enthusiastically introducing to me: "This 302 is strange. It is said that when the building was first built, it was full of strange things. Later, 302 died and became a haunted house. Someone bought it for cheap purposes. He moved it away every few days, and he fell several times."

"In order to sell the house, the homeowner spent a lot of money to hire an internet celebrity anchor two days ago. When he came, he was busy and was scared away in the middle of the night."

"This time, the house can't be sold anymore. Why don't you find serious people to try sleeping again?"

With Jiang Han's relaxed and cheerful introduction, we walked to the third floor. He pointed at a house opposite the elevator: "I live here, 302 is inside."

He pointed to the innermost room of the aisle and handed me the suitcase: "You are Fu Xing's friend, that is, my friend. If you need help, just speak."

"Okay, thank you first, and thank you for carrying my suitcase for me." Speaking to cheerful and extroverted people, it was relaxed, but instead made me feel a little restrained.

"Yeah, they are all friends, are you thanking me?" He waved at me, "You go and do your business, and say hello if you have something to do."

He opened the door and entered the room, and I also pulled my suitcase to the door 302.

I hope to spend twenty-four hours safely as before, so I pinched my handheld in my down jacket pocket and opened the door with the key to go in.

The moment I opened the door, a smell that seemed to be rotting something rushed straight into my nose. The smell was very strong, which made me immediately cover my mouth and nose, and ran into the house and opened the window.

Standing by the window and breathing fresh air again, I breathed a sigh of relief. I turned around and looked around the room. It was a very ordinary two-bedroom apartment with a simple decoration style, nothing special.

The ceiling monitoring of the living room and two bedrooms should be installed by the homeowner, which has no effect on me.

It does not conflict with the equipment I bring. Showing related videos is one of my normal business.

Open all the windows to ventilate, I started assembling a tripod to place the camera, and then took the video of the phone and turned around the entire house. I didn't find any inappropriateness yet.

I can move freely in the house before twelve o'clock in the evening without the employer's request.

I sat in the living room and watched the video of the internet celebrity anchor crashing in 302 using my mobile phone.

The video was about six hours long, and the anchor chose to officially start broadcasting at 8 pm. During the prime time period, tens of thousands of people watched it at the same time since the live broadcast.

There was nothing unusual at the beginning. The anchor was interacting with netizens. The old tricks were about paying attention to them and rewarded them. It was meaningless.

I searched the high-energy point of the video from the Internet, about one o'clock in the middle of the night, that is, one hour before the anchor went off the broadcast, without any bad urine points, and the entire high-energy warning was made.

If it is a simple ghost movie, it is definitely better than most domestic ghost movies, but in reality, I am in the scene at this time and always feel a little...

It just has a little bit of drama.

"This..." After watching the video, I looked up at the wall opposite again, and couldn't help but complain, "It's a bit fake..."
To be continued...