Ding ding ding, ding ding ding.
The crisp and rhythmic knocking sound rang slowly and steadily.
Wei Yuan glanced at the clock. It was now ten o'clock in the evening. It was already dark outside. Because Wei Yuan had broken through a barrier in his cultivation today and was mentally exhausted, he went to bed at nine o'clock. However, he had that nightmare when he fell asleep and woke up from it.
This street is full of old shops.
Now the street is empty, and the knocking sound is frightening.
Wei Yuan did not feel any fear. He raised his hand and held the hilt of the broken sword and walked over.
Open the door.
A man in his thirties was standing outside the door.
Dressed appropriately, with a gentle and elegant temperament, he was about to raise his hand to continue knocking on the door, but when he saw Wei Yuan, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled politely: "It's so late, sorry to bother you, but I couldn't get through on the phone before, so I thought I would come here in person. Are you Lao Li?"
"My name is Fang Yang, and this museum is mine."
As the Crouching Tiger Technique was running, Wei Yuan saw that the man in front of him exuded yang energy, and he was not a ghost. He moved slightly and stepped aside to let the man enter the room. The ghosts who were interested just now slipped away to hide.
Fang Yang looked around the museum and sat down with a reserved and gentle smile.
Wei Yuan poured two glasses of water for him.
Fang Yang held the water but didn't drink a sip. He just exchanged a few words of insignificant pleasantries, then stated his main purpose and smiled:
"I came here this time mainly to take back this museum."
"After all, I rarely come back to Quanshi once a year. I came here only three months ago in the past few years. I didn't come to see this museum at that time. This museum should be closed. Haha... When I left here, I told my father that this was my hard work and dream, and I must keep it open. My father scolded me."
Fang Yang smiled and shook his head.
"Now think about it, things have changed. I was too naive at that time."
"I'm getting off topic. Mr. Li, look at the contract we signed before. We signed a few years. Let's settle the salary and other things."
He took out a file bag, and it can be seen that he was too busy to open the contract before.
He casually opened it, took out the contract inside, and negotiated: "Mr. Li, you came here half a year ago. Because of special reasons, the contract was terminated. I will pay the penalty. How about seven months' salary?"
Wei Yuan did not look at the contract he handed over.
He turned around and took out another contract and placed it in front of him.
Fang Yang was puzzled.
Wei Yuan said: "My last name is not Li, my last name is Wei."
Fang Yang was slightly stunned and frowned: "You are not Li Kai? Then why are you here? Is it his friend who is watching for him?"
Wei Yuan did not answer, but pushed the contract in front of him, motioning him to open it. Fang Yang opened the contract suspiciously and looked over. It was a recruitment agreement. Everything was fine in the front, but he was a little surprised to see the generous remuneration.
When he saw the last time and the signature of Party A, his face turned pale in an instant.
"This is impossible!"
The gentle and elegant man almost shouted subconsciously, and his palms trembled.
"My father died four months ago!"
......
Fang Hongbo stared at the door with his eyes wide open.
The knocking stopped.
He gasped heavily.
Thinking of the person who had just called, memories emerged.
He still remembered that he was hired more than two months ago.
In the six months before hiring this person, three hired people had run away. They said they couldn't stand it. They said there were always knocks on the door in the middle of the night, blood would flow from the wall, and they would hear footsteps outside, but they would disappear when they got close. They said they didn't want to do it anymore and wanted to leave.
Even the one who said he was guarding the cemetery in the village at night ran away.
He didn't believe it and went to watch it himself, but he was also scared.
Then he found this young man.
......…
My name is Li Kai, a villager.
Everyone says that I am brave and hot-tempered, and ghosts are afraid of me.
It's a pity that I didn't get to study.
I didn't want to farm at home, so I ran out to work in the city.
I washed dishes, worked as a security guard, and later found a job as a museum keeper. The salary was not low and the treatment was good, but I heard that this place was haunted. I have a bad temper, but I am not afraid of ghosts. The owner of this museum is a very polite old man, who invited me to drink.
He said that this museum is his son's hard work and dream, and it must be well protected.
The old man often comes here to watch.
I asked his son why he didn't come, and he said that his son was abroad and busy with work, so it was inconvenient for him to come back.
I felt sorry for the old man.
I also thought that I should take some time to go back to see my parents.
But before I had time to tell the old man, he had a car accident on the way to the museum and died.
I went to the funeral and had a meal.
After half a month, the house was noisy all day and night. I couldn't sleep. I don't know what happened to the faucet, it kept dripping, but it became good again when it passed. It was very annoying. I finally fell asleep. Not long after, someone knocked on the door. I thought there was no one. If I ignored it, it would be quiet after a while.
But the knocker seemed to be very strong that day.
Dangdangdang, dangdangdang.
The knocking made me upset.
Who knocked on the door in the middle of the night? !
Knock knock knock, knock knock knock.
Rushing to the funeral!
I ran out angrily to open the door, and decided to beat up some drunk guy if it was him. There was really a figure outside the door. I was so angry that I opened the door. When I saw the person outside, my blood, which was almost on fire with anger, suddenly cooled down, and I felt a chill behind my head.
It was the old man who passed away a few days ago. He was wearing a waistcoat and smiling politely.
I just felt a chill on my back.
Do you know the story of the dead knocking on the door?
People walk on the human road, ghosts walk on the dark road. The dead knocked on the door of the living. He came to borrow his life.
For the first time in my life, I was so scared that my liver trembled and my legs went weak. I only remember shouting that there was a ghost, and then I didn't care about anything else, including the clothes in the house, the food and drinks I just bought, and just ran forward with my head down. I refused to go back to that museum and turned off my phone.
There is a ghost here!
There is a ghost!
......
And in the museum.
Fang Yang's face was pale, his hands were shaking, and he suddenly threw the contract down, stammering:
"This is impossible, you forged it!"
"You are a fraud!"
"My father is gone, do you want to say that there are ghosts in this world?! Where? Do you want to say that there are ghosts under my nose! There is a limit to joking, and you have to defraud me."
"Do you believe me? I will call the police and let you stay in jail for a few months?"
The more he talked, the angrier he got. Then he really took out his mobile phone to make a call. Wei Yuan took a spare willow leaf and dipped it in the talisman water that had not been used up before. He raised his hand and brushed it on Fang Yang's eye sockets like lightning, which scared the latter. Worried that it was not clean, he raised his hand to wipe it for a long time before angrily opening his eyes.
His face was pale.
The room was suddenly full.
In front of him was a woman who had taken poison and whose face was livid. Behind Wei Yuan stood a man in ancient military uniform, holding a knife in one hand and looking solemn. He looked dignified, but there was a big hole in his chest, and blood was dripping.
A pair of embroidered shoes danced, and a box clanged.
The potted plant in the middle seemed to be glowing.
Two paper figures on the table were rotating with their hands around each other.
Fang Yang's thoughts froze, and he turned his head stiffly. He saw a water ghost who was swollen and swollen sitting on the sofa next to him. He was wrapped in a rotten fishing net and supported his chin with one hand. When he saw Fang Yang looking over, he blinked at him and winked.
"Ghost, ghost!!!"
Fang Yang was so scared that he shivered and turned over from the sofa.
Wei Yuan pushed the water ghost and the poison ghost away, held Fang Yang, and took out the official certificate, which at least calmed Fang Yang down a little. After that, he directly reported the matter to the special operations team, explained it, put away the phone, and when he looked at Fang Yang, he thought of Fang Hongbo, who was no different from a normal person when he first met.
But he didn't have physical contact with Fang Hongbo at that time.
He didn't have any Taoism, so it was normal that he couldn't see the problem.
But first it was Zhang Yue, and then it was Fang Hongbo, both of them were in the Quan City area, and the secret techniques involved were similar. Wei Yuan had a hunch that this might be the same person as the one who told Zhang Yue the life-extending method before. In this month, Xuanyi and the others had found the person who passed the secret technique to Zhang Yue, but found that Zhang Yue was only in contact with a middleman.
The real owner is still hiding tightly.
This kind of person who spreads evil techniques cannot be left alone.
Wei Yuan looked at Fang Yang who looked dazed, thought for a moment, and said:
"Did you drive just now?"
ps: Well, I want to make this story as interesting as possible.
Please forgive me if I am not good enough, I will lie there...