Chapter 393： Uncle Zhuge

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"What's wrong with Lao Zhu? Sleepwalking?"

The terrified man, surnamed Zhu, was still running as fast as he could, screaming and sweating profusely.

"Slap Lao Zhu, he is having a nightmare!" said the experienced person.

Then two young men, one of them twisted their arm, held Lao Zhu, and gave him a slap, finally stunned him. Seeing so many familiar faces, Lao Zhu's eyes filled with tears and his heart warmed. .

"There are... there are ghosts, my face is bloody, and I want to strangle my neck, saying that I will kill me..." Lao Zhu said with lingering fears.

Everyone didn't believe it, thinking that Lao Zhu must have had a nightmare.

"How many ghosts, Lao Zhu?" Someone asked jokingly.

"Three...three, two males and one female." Lao Zhu said with certainty that he heard the female ghost speak, so cruel, he said he would kill him.

Everyone burst into laughter, and even felt that Lao Zhu had had a nightmare and didn't believe in such ghosts and gods at all.

Chu Qiao in the room also heard it, and felt very guilty, but she didn't dare to go out and admit that the female ghost was her, for fear of being scolded, and she couldn't explain it clearly. Fortunately, Lao Zhu didn't frighten him.

Gu Ye took kerosene, washed her face and his own, and whispered, "Sleep."

Just pretend he doesn't know about it, next time he will find an excuse and ask Lao Zhu to eat and apologize.

Lao Zhu also slowly recovered. After all, he is a big man. He is not so timid, and he will be fine soon. However, there is another rumor of haunting in the machine tool factory. The version is getting more and more mysterious. The Yin Bing borrowed the way and said that the family building where Gu Ye and the others lived was actually a ghost gate, and there would be many ghosts wandering around at night. It scared Lao Zhu almost to death.

But that's another story.

For the next two nights, Gu Ye and Chu Qiao would go to Zeng Guoqiang's place to play tricks. Zeng Guoqiang's spirit collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was ill, very ill, and he couldn't even see the store. .

That night, I lay on the ground for an hour or so, the coldness entered my body, and my heart was filled with fear. I couldn't sleep well for three consecutive nights, and people who were beaten by iron would fall. Zeng Guoqiang's physical fitness was very good. It's much better, but his face is sallow and looks a lot haggard.

On the fourth day, Zeng Guoqiang went to the store as usual, his expression was sluggish, his spirit was very poor, he had no appetite, and he didn't eat a few bites of food.

"What do you want to eat, boss?" the guy asked with concern.

"Go buy some happy eggs."

It happened that an old lady was pushing a tricycle passing by, with happy eggs boiled in the pot, Zeng Guoqiang was greedy all of a sudden, and asked the man to buy some.

"Six happy eggs." The guy went out and stopped the old lady.

"for you."

The old lady packed six happy eggs, got some salt, and handed it to the man with a smile. After receiving the money, she pushed the tricycle away, and she sold all the way: "Happy egg fried rice cake oil lamp..."

[Oil lamp lamp is a kind of snack, also called lotus root cake, or shredded radish cake. Flour is mixed with lotus root or shredded radish and fried, shaped like a lamp, a childhood memory]

The guy took the happy egg, put it in front of Zeng Guoqiang respectfully, and asked flatteringly, "Boss, do you want me to peel it for you?"

"I will do it myself."

Zeng Guoqiang took a happy egg and broke it from the bottom up to **** the soup inside. This is the most correct way to eat a happy egg.

But as soon as he pursed his lips, he stopped, staring at Xidan, his eyes horrified, and his expression became stiff, as if he had seen something terrifying.

On the white eggshell of hi egg, there is a line of words——

"Give my life back!"

Just like the words on the wall for the past three nights, especially the three exclamation marks, they are exactly the same, Zeng Guoqiang's hands are shaking, his expression is getting more and more frightened, this ghost is haunted even during the day, endless.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" the guy asked.

"Look, is there any words on it!" Zeng Guoqiang handed the happy egg over.

The guy stared at it for a long time, but there was no word. He shook his head and wondered, "No, boss, did you read it wrong?"

How could there be words on the happy egg, the poor boss is hallucinating.

Zeng Guoqiang widened his eyes and saw that the words were indeed gone, so he picked up another happy egg, and after a while, a line of words appeared——

"I'll be waiting for you below!"

Zeng Guoqiang was so frightened that he threw the happy egg, clenched his head and got under the table, and said shiveringly, "Don't bother me, please..."

"Boss, no one."

The guy wanted to help him out, but Zeng Guoqiang was even more frightened. Only he could see it, indicating that the ghosts came to find him specifically. Is his longevity coming to an end?

"I don't want to die, please let me go..."

Zeng Guoqiang murmured, daring to get under the table and dare not move, completely lost the fierceness of the past, very pitiful.

Chu Qiao, who was in the alley opposite, smiled gleefully, frightening the **** to death.

She knocked on a happy egg, sucked the soup inside, and said while eating, "Xiaopeng's ink is very interesting~ It will take a while to paint it, and only Zeng Guoqiang can see it. "

Chu Peng gave them a special ink and let them write those words on things that Zeng Guoqiang could touch. In fact, not only Xidan, but also the nearby steamed bun shop and fruit shop, Chu Qiao secretly wrote it, as long as Zeng Guoqiang When you go shopping, you're bound to get caught.

"It's not only Zeng Guoqiang who can see it. Xiaopeng said that this kind of ink can only be displayed in the air for four to five seconds, which is just a glance. After Zeng Guoqiang sees it, the ink disappears and no one else can see it." Gu Ye explain.

He admires his brother-in-law too much now. This is Zhuge Liang in reality. In the future, when he encounters trouble selling machine tools, he will find a powerful brother-in-law. There must be a way.

After Chu Qiao finished eating the happy egg, he licked his mouth. Seeing Zeng Guoqiang in the shop still huddled under the table, he held back a smile and asked, "What are you doing next?"

"Xiaopeng said to wait for his notice and go back first."

Gu Ye was a little unfinished, but his brother-in-law said that he couldn't use it too often, it would be easy to wear, so he had to listen to his brother-in-law Zhuge.

"Daughter-in-law, do you think our future children will be as powerful as Xiaopeng?"

On the way, Gu Ye couldn't help but look forward to the future. He used to think about having children, but now he is thinking about it. If he can have a son who is as powerful as his brother-in-law, it will be a great sense of accomplishment.

Chu Qiao patted him on the back and said angrily, "What if I count down the exam like you did?"

The pride on Gu Ye's face suddenly collapsed. What his daughter-in-law said is very likely. The risk of having a child is too high, and it is completely unknown, alas.

On the fifth day, Gu Ye got the instructions of brother-in-law Zhuge, and went to the alley to hire a fortune-teller who was not in the class. Wander around the shop.